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Bath time was always special for me when I was a little girl. I didn’t understand why back then, but having that time alone with Mom each night was something I always looked forward to. I liked being naked, and it was even more exciting to be naked in front of another person – even if it was only my own mom. I enjoyed the feel of the soft, soapy washcloth as she ran it all over my body, and I especially loved when she’d rinse me off and she’d use her bare hand on my skin to wipe away the suds.

I was sad when it came time for me to learn how to use the shower and bathe on my own. Shortly after puberty I discovered that the nice part of washing alone was that I could spend as much time as I wanted making sure my pussy was clean. And, I must have had the cleanest pussy in my school!

Around the time I started going to college, my parents remodeled the house and put in this big, luxurious whirlpool tub. I skipped the shower and was back to baths whenever I had the time. It wasn’t long before mom walked in and caught me masturbating. It was super embarrassing, but also strangely arousing. I flashed back to all those nights when I was little and she bathed me. When she came in I froze and didn’t know what to do. She didn’t say anything, but she also didn’t leave like I thought she would. When I looked at her she gave me a big smile and a knowing wink.

Without really thinking about it, my fingers began to move again. I rubbed my clit slowly and waited to see what she would do. That’s when she slipped off her robe and I got my first look at what a fantastic body my mom had. I began masturbating for real as I watched her move around the bathroom naked, her tits swaying enticingly, her ass begging to be grabbed. All I could do was nod dumbly when she asked, “Mind if I join you?”

Mom climbed into the huge tub with me, soaped up a washcloth, and began rubbing it gently over my tits and tummy. I was just like I remembered it, only this time I understood why it felt so good. I knew then that those innocent seeming bath times were as sexually stimulating for her as they were for me. Before I knew it, my mother’s fingers had replaced mine, and soon my mom was bringing me off to a sudsy, mind-shattering orgasm. It was incredible. She then handed the washcloth over to me so I could return the favor. I’ll never forget the look on Mom’s face as I made her cum with my fingers so deep up inside of her.

Now Mom and I share a dirty bath together at least a couple times a week. Sometimes we just relax and play with ourselves. Sometimes we’ll masturbate one other. But most often we end up sucking each other off (usually more than once). Oddly enough, we never fool around outside of the tub. I guess we both want to keep our mother and daughter bath time as special as it’s always been.

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Special Feelings

It all started innocently enough when my son invited me to the park for a Mother’s Day picnic. He was a good boy despite the trouble he’d been getting into lately, but this wasn’t the kind of thing he usually did so it was a nice surprise. We ate the lunch that he made, and he was acting a little strange – nervous and tongue tied, like he was on a first date or something. He kept saying there was something he wanted to tell me, then putting it off. He then set up his phone so he could take a picture of us together, which I thought was sweet of him.

As we were both saying cheese and waiting for the flash to go off, I felt his hand slip up my shirt and grab my boob out of nowhere. I was so shocked that instead of getting mad at him, all I could do was laugh. Then the flash went off! He gave my tit a few squeezes before quickly pulling his hand away. He began apologizing immediately, but the huge smile on his face made it clear he wasn’t sorry at all. I wanted to be upset with him, but the truth was it felt pretty good. No one had touched me like that in years. I was pretty sure he could see how hard my nipples were as he continued to apologize.

We sat down and he admitted that he’d been thinking about me a lot lately, and not in a nice way. I didn’t want to encourage him, but I liked knowing that I was still able to turn a guy on – even if it was my own son. I didn’t think the park was the right place to discuss things further, and I needed time to sort things out in my head. He was pretty quiet on the ride home, but that silly grin of his never went away. It was a crazy thing to do, especially in public, but grabbing my boob like that was probably the highlight of his sexual experiences so far.

By the time we got home, I was no closer to knowing what to say or how to deal with what he’d done. I couldn’t just let him get away with something like that, but as much as I hated to admit it, my panties were just about soaked through. I had always tried to be a good mother, but getting so aroused by something so wrong made me a horrible person. Before I could decide what I wanted to do, my son took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t a cute peck on the cheek, but a full kiss on the lips. I tried to pull away, but he held me tight. I gave up fighting when I felt his tongue pushing between my lips. I opened up to my son and took him in my arms.

His hands slid down to my ass. My head told me it was wrong, but my body said otherwise. He pulled me against him and I could feel his hardness. That’s when something just kind of snapped inside me. I needed his cock like I never needed anything in my life. I undid his pants, dropped to my knees, and began sucking him. I couldn’t seem to get enough of him. I went crazy on my boy and before I knew it he was pumping spurt after spurt of sperm into my mouth. I was never much of a swallower, but I greedily gulped down everything he had to offer. I kissed and licked his pulsing erection for a long time after that, trying to avoid facing up to what I’d just done.

Eventually, he helped me up, took my hand and led me toward my bedroom. I couldn’t let this go any further. I was the adult, I had to put a stop to it before it was too late. This is what I was thinking as he lay me down on my bed and began undressing me. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be between a mother and son. Once he had me naked, he parted my legs. His eyes were fixated on my naked pussy. I was sure he could see how stiff my clit was, and how wet my hole was for him. I had to say something to make him understand that this couldn’t happen.

I was still trying to get the right words out when his hard cock slipped inside of me. I put my hands on him with the intention of pushing him away, but instead I drew him to me and clasped him against my bare breasts. “Happy Mother’s Day,” he whispered in my ear and proceeded to give me the best fuck of my life.

We’ve been lovers ever since that Sunday in May. I keep thinking he’s going to get tired of his old mom and find a cute girl his own age, but every time we fuck he only seems to want me even more. Which is fine by me. I gave up thinking what we were doing was wrong a long while ago. As his mother, there’s nothing I wouldn’t give him. And he says he feels like he was born to fuck me. I can’t imagine anything more perfect than that. And it all began with my son taking a chance and groping my tit at the park.

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Can You Blame Me?

This one is for Larry P. – winner of the caption contest! Enjoy…

It started a while ago with my sister. I heard some moaning coming from her room one night. I knew she was in there alone, so she must have been masturbating. That’s when she stopped being a sister and became a sexy girl to me. After that, I began lusting after her. I made sex jokes here and there, and tried to flirt with her, but she wasn’t having any of it. I had pretty much given up by the time we all went on a family vacation to Vegas. When Mom took off her cover-up down at the pool, I suddenly realized that she was an older version of my sister with bigger boobs. I resorted to the old trick of asking if she wanted me to put the sun lotion on her back, and she let me. Then I tried my jokes and flirts on her, and she seemed to like it. Apparently Dad hadn’t been paying much attention to her lately, which I thought was crazy. One day toward the end of the trip, we both went up to the hotel to change. She left the door between our adjoining rooms open. With the way the mirrors were placed, I could see her naked as she stripped out of her bathing suit. My dick got hard instantly. I kept getting undressed anyway, hoping that she could see me, too. Next thing I knew, she was leaning into my room wearing nothing but a pair of panties. “I can’t find my curling iron,” she said. “Did your sister take it?” I pulled up my boxers and looked in the bathroom. “Yeah, here it is.” Mom took it from me and looked down at the tent in my shorts. “What’s that all about?” she asked with a sexy smile. I was going to make an excuse, but my mom’s naked tits were right there in front of me. “I…I saw you changing, and…” She hooked her finger into the waistband of my underwear and slowly pulled them down until my hard-on jumped out. “Your cock got this hard just from seeing your own mother naked?” I nodded, not sure if I should be feeling more guilty or more excited. “What a nice compliment.” She kissed me on the cheek. “But you can’t go out like that. We’ll have to do something about it.” She grabbed my cock and led me to my bed. Mom had me lie down on my back, then she straddled my thighs. I couldn’t take my eyes off her gorgeous tits as they wiggled and wobbled whenever she moved. “Just remember,” she said with a wink, “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” The handjob she then gave me was not only my first, but also the best I’ll probably ever get in my life.

By the time we got home from that trip, I was totally in love with my mom – but not in the way you’re supposed to love your mother. I wanted to tell someone, or at least talk about it to see if other guys had these kinds of feelings. About a week later, Mike made a suggestive comment on our group chat about Andy’s mom (who was a confirmed MILF even though she wasn’t as hot as my mom). After a couple other comments, I chimed in with, “I bet Andy would do his mom if she let him.” I was bummed out when everyone dinged me for going too far and they all thought the idea of fucking your own mom was pretty much the sickest thing possible. Andy threatened to kick my ass if I didn’t take it back. After that, I tried to stop thinking about my mother in “that” way, but it was close to impossible. Especially when she came to my room a few nights later wearing nothing but a totally see through nightie. Her nipples were totally visible, as was her small patch of trimmed pussy hair. “I know I said it was supposed to stay in Vegas, but I can’t stop thinking about how I helped you out that afternoon.” She came closer and I could smell her flowery scent. My cock rose quickly. “I was wondering if you’d let me help you again like that?” I pulled my boxers down and let her see my boner. She smiled and pushed me back onto the bed and began jerking me. This time she sucked it a couple times, let me feel her ass, and grinded herself on my thigh, leaving an awesome wet spot. I don’t know what else might have happened if my stupid sister hadn’t come home right then and spoiled everything.

I spent the next week half in a daze, wondering if anything like that was ever going to happen again. Then one day I got home from school and mom called downstairs. “Is that you, Scott?” When I yelled up that it was me, she told me to come upstairs because she had something for me. I dropped my backpack and hurried up. I went to her room and found her there naked, sort of posed at the edge of her bed giving me the sexiest smile imaginable. “Your sister is at cheer practice for another hour, and I haven’t gotten laid since we got back from vacation. I was wondering if you’d be willing to fill in for your father?” She climbed up onto the bed and opened her legs. There was no question about it, my mom was inviting me to fuck her!
I thought about what all the guys had said about it being disgusting to even think about having sex with your own mother. They all had pretty fuckable moms, especially Andy, so was I a total freak for wanting this? Was there something mentally wrong with me? What if everyone else was normal and I was some kind of psycho for getting a huge hard-on for the woman who gave birth to me? She noticed my hesitation and then spread her pussy lips open, showing off all the soft pinkness she had to offer. “Don’t you want to fuck Mommy’s lonely cunt?” When I heard that, a spring went twang! in my brain, snapping under the tension. I was naked in a flash. I clumsily slipped my cock into my mother’s warm, wet, slippery pussy hole and instantly began to cum. She laughed and wrapped her legs around me. “Fuck me, baby,” she squealed with delight. “Fuck Mommy as hard as you can.” I did the best I could for being the virgin that I was up until a few moments earlier. I guess I did alright because she had two or three orgasms before we had to stop so we wouldn’t get caught. Ever since then, we’ve been doing it three times a week on the days my sister has cheer practice. Mom taught me how to eat pussy the right way, and we’ve fucked in just about every position we could think of. She even sucks my dick and swallows!

Everyone acts like fucking your own mom is gross, but if your mom looked like mine, you’d do it too!

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Stephanie See More

A note found by Stephanie Seymour on her pillow:

Dear Mom,

It’s not always easy having a mother who is also a celebrity, but there is one thing that makes it all worthwhile – getting to see naked pictures of you. It’s one thing to be able to see you at the beach in sexy bikinis, around the house in just a bra and panties, or sometimes even get a quick peek of you without anything on, but nothing beats being able to go online and see you posing nude in so many pictures. This might be weird for you to hear, but I’m mainly writing to you to tell you how hot I think you are and to confess that I beat off to your naked pictures all the time. I especially love the ones where I can see your pussy hair. I dream of rubbing my hard cock all over you down there and squirting my cum all in your gorgeous pubes. I also love your tits and think your nipples would be really good to suck on. You’re so beautiful, Mom, I can’t help thinking about you this way. My friends feel the same. Grant and Brice told me they think you’re super sexy. We get together sometimes and look at your pictures and all jerk off together. A couple times we even went into your bedroom and rubbed our cocks on your panties and lingerie. Grant likes to masturbate on your bed and pretend you’re there fucking him. Brice mostly sniffs your dirty panties, then cums in them. My favorite thing to do is suck on one of your dildos while I stroke my dick. I love the idea of having something in my mouth that I know has been inside your pussy. I really wish it could be my dick in your pussy, Mom. Instead of using a vibrator or dildo when you’re horny, you can just come get me and I’ll fuck you as much as you want. You might think that is disgusting – to have sex with your own son – but I love you so much and I know I could make you feel good…much better than a rubber sex toy. I hope you don’t hate me for admitting all these things to you, but you make me so horny that I can’t take it anymore. I love you, Mom!

Left on his bed:

My Dearest Son,

Your letter was surprisingly crude, and I’m still shocked by most of the things you wrote, but I don’t hate you for it. I love you, and I always will – no matter what! I always knew my career as a model was going to impact you, but I didn’t exactly predict it would be like this. I was always honest with you about the kinds of photos I posed for, and it has provided us with a very good life. I’m proud of my body and not ashamed of showing it (obviously). I knew that one day you were going to see these pictures, but I underestimated the effect it would have. I can’t blame you for feeling the way you do. I’m not happy about you and your friends violating my privacy and masturbating together in my bedroom with my things. I suppose that’s just part of growing up. In a strange way I’m proud that you’re able to express your sexuality openly and masturbate with your friends. It must all be very confusing for you…and frustrating. You have to jerk off to pictures of your own mother knowing that the real thing is only a few rooms away…and there’s a good chance that I’m playing with myself, too (since this is what I do most nights). I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and decided that isn’t very fair to you. If you want me to get naked for you so you can masturbate to me (or on me) in real life instead of having to use pictures, I’m willing to do that. If you want to rub your penis on my pussy, my tits, or my ass you can do that, too. I might even masturbate along with you, if that’s okay. As far as using your cock instead of one of my many dildos, I’m not sure about that. I’m not strictly ruling it out, but let’s take it slow and see how playing together feels. Maybe once you have the real thing it will lose its mystery and you’ll want to move on to girls your own age. If not, I honestly could use a good hard fuck from a handsome young stud from time to time. I’m glad you felt secure enough to write me that letter, and I think things are going to be better for both of us from now on. I’ll be waiting in my bedroom for you tonight…and bring your camera, if you want. All my love. XOXO

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So, it might seem I’m a little obsessed with Stephanie. I recently posted a caption featuring her and her son, and now this little flash story. Part of it is my fascination with naked celebrities. The thought that an actresses or model who appears nude exposes herself not only to horny fans, but also to her father, brother, son or any other relatives who have a desire to see her (or him) naked. This idea is very intriguing to me. Stephanie happens to be just one of many prominent example of this arousing phenomenon. The smaller part of it was simple coincidence. When I was browsing naked celeb photos I saw the one above and got a naughty thrill out of the way she was holding the front of her dress up the way she was. I could imagine her thinking of her son standing in front of her while she was posing for this one. If you have any sexy celeb pics that you’d like me to do a caption or flash story with, be sure to pass it along to me!

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Opening Up

My mom wasn’t expecting to run into me at the nude beach. I noticed her checking out my swinging cock as I approached, and only when I got up close did she look at my face and realize it was her own son she was ogling. Needless to say, she was pretty embarrassed. I acted like I was too, but this “chance” encounter was planned. I’d overheard her talking to a friend about how she was done being upset about the divorce and was ready to open herself up to new experiences. One of these experiences was her first visit to a nude beach. I was only hoping to get a look at my sexy mom’s naked body, and maybe snap a few pics, but then I decided to test just how open she really was. At first she tried to cover up and make excuses for being there, but when she saw that I was cool with everything and didn’t bother trying to hide my dick from her, she relaxed a little. We went back to where her towel was and talked. I couldn’t stop checking out her beautiful tits. She tried to keep her legs together, but I got a couple nice flashes of her trimmed pubes, and one quick glimpse of her lips. I held back for as long as I could, but my hard-on was inevitable. Mom got flustered all over again when she saw that, and I jokingly blamed it on her. My erection turned out to be the perfect ice-breaker, and I was able to get her talking about her sex life since her and Dad split up. She pretty much admitted that she hadn’t gotten laid in over six months and that she was getting pretty horny. I knew it wasn’t a coincidence that she looked at my stiff dick right after she confessed that. As we talked some more, she turned over and gave me an awesome view of her gorgeous ass. This was no accident, she was purposely showing off for me. We continued talking and sneaking peeks at each other for the rest of the afternoon. Neither one of us wanted to be the first one to suggest leaving, and so we ended up staying and watching the sun set. Once we were the only two left on the beach, I took the initiative and kissed her. She didn’t push me away when I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I took a bigger chance and whispered, “I want you so bad.” She didn’t respond right away, then I heard her say, “Me, too,” before lying back and spreading her legs for me. Mom and I go to the beach together at least two or times a week now, and she’s really opening herself up to lots of new experiences, much to my delight.

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