Only Son Becomes Mom’s Best Lover – Part II

My mom does not have sexy good looks. Most men would, however, find her averagely pretty, and her demeanor is sweet and cheerful. She looked like that thirtish mom in the TV Serial “The 70’s Show”, only mom is much bigger. She is 5′ 8″ tall and weighs about 170 lbs. She is volumptous like the women in Reuben’s oil masterpieces. She is a nurse. Looking at her nobody in their wildest imagination would believe that such a woman would seriously fuck her son.

The two weeks after our first mother/son fucking was very intense. We fucked almost everyday. After that it became three or four times a week. After about four months we only fucked occasionally, perhaps once or twice a week. But if I came up with something new and exciting she would asked to be fucked three or four time a week for about two weeks. And then it was back to the routine. She has a cute “come on” line for me. She would wriggle her behind and asked wantonly: “Hey, sony boy, wanna visit mummy’s womb?”.

Mom started going out again and only rarely fucked other men who were all in their forties and fifties. Out of curiosity I once asked her why she did not go for younger men. She said that she dated because she wanted to find a husband. She got all the sex she needed from me. That was good for her because she could then afford to play her “hard to get” tactics for longer than most women her age would. And it is comforting to me that I remained the one and only young buck in her life.

Sometimes we had long fucking sessions, going on and off for over an hour while watching the TV, sometimes with only one of us finally getting an orgasm, and we called it a night and went to bed. It was getting to be a little like a loving pair of husband and wife. It was often studded with intimate conversations. Like this one, for example:

“Mom, didn’t it bother you to fuck Dad in front of me?”. I asked once.

“Yes, it did bother me at first. But your Dad said you just won’t know what it is all about. You were only ten, anyway. But sometimes I suspected he actually enjoyed the fucking more with you around. At those times I noticed that he seemed to fuck me more furiously and for longer duration.”, She replied smiling.

“You were right. I thought you and Dad were just fooling around….like wrestling or something. But you know what? I think my obsession with pubic hair in later life has much to do with watching you bathe.