The official formation of the MSISC, Mother & Son Incest, Swing Club.

It all started innocently, well, not so innocently for 22-year-old Jason and his 44-year-old mother, Jennifer. While his mother slept, he had some sexy fun with her sleeping body. Unbeknownst to her, without her even suspecting, a perfect plan of incestuous groping, seduction, and chicanery, a son sexually abused his mother while she's asleep.

Author's Warning:

Do not try this at home. Since I'm a mother myself, I can't stress this strong enough. It's wrong to take sexual advantage of your mother after she's taken a sleeping pill. It's wrong to touch and feel your mother where no son should ever touch and feel his mother when she's helpless to stop you. It's wrong to have sex, incestuous sex, with your mother while she's in such a deep, sleep state. It's wrong to allow your mother to give you a forced, sleeping hand job just as it's wrong to allow your mother to give you a forced, sleeping blowjob.

'Oh, my God,' thought Jason while in a panic. 'I ejaculated a huge load of cum in my mother's mouth. I didn't mean to do it. I meant to pull out before I did but I was to sexually excited. It just happened. Now, what do I do? She'll know I had sex with her while she was sleeping. She'll think me an incestuous pervert. She'll fear to be alone with me. What do I do now?'

For those holy rollers, straight laced, Bible thumping, born-again Christians, and church going, moral men who'd never have sex with their mothers, and who'd take offense of a son having sex with his mother, I posted my disclaimer just for you. As this story has explicit mother and son sex, this is your chance to leave this story and read another story, perhaps, a non-erotic one. I'll wait until you all leave. Are they gone? Good. Let's continue, shall we?

"God damn it. They left their Jesus saves bumper stickers behind. I can't put that on my car. That will nullify my The Devil Made Me Do It bumper sticker."

For those readers who enjoy reading about mother having sex with her son and/or about a son having sex with his mother, trust me, you're going to like this story. Relax, get comfortable, unzip yourself, pull out your cock, and pleasure yourself. This is a multiple chapter, true story not only about mothers having sex with not only their own sons but also with their friends' sons, too. Incestuous sex doesn't get any better than this. Who better to have sex with than with your mother and with her two best friends?

Even though incestuous sex between blood, related relatives is forbidden and illicit, what two consenting adults do behind closed, bedroom doors is none of anyone's business. Not only does this writer embrace the idea of incestuous sex between consenting adults but also, this writer encourages more mature adults should have incestuous sex. As long as you are both agreeable to having incestuous sex, go ahead and allow Mom to blow you. Cum in her mouth if she'll allow you. Fuck your mother. Trust me, she'll thank you for it later.

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"Thank you, Jason for fucking me," said Jennifer. "I haven't had a sexual orgasm like that in a very, long time."

She gave her son a loving kiss while holding his cheeks in her hands. Jason returned her kiss with a long, wet kiss with his French kiss. Soon, with him touching and feeling her naked body everywhere a son should never feel his naked mother, mother and son were making out as if they were teenagers on prom night.

"You're welcome, Mother. It was my sexual pleasure to fuck you hard and fast," said her son. "I'm glad I could make you cum."

There is nothing more sexually exciting than having sex with your mother. Go ahead. Fuck your mother. I dare you. Have her blow you. I double dare you. Cum in her mouth.

"Mom?"

Jason looked at his mother with sexual excitement.

"Yes, Jason. What is it?"

He reached out his hand and fondled her big, naked breast while pulling, turning, twisting, fingering, and sucking on her emerging nipple.

"Would you mind blowing me? I need to cum in your beautiful mouth," said Jason staring up at her while sliding a slow finger across her red, full lips.

Jennifer smiled at her son while moving to her knees. In the way that he stared down at her, she stared up at him. She took his cock in her hand and slowly stroked him while kissing and licking his cock.

"Of course, I'll blow you. After the fucking and sexual orgasm you gave me, it would be my sexual pleasure to suck you. Only, save some cum to give me a cum bath. I love it when you cum all over my face and across my naked breasts," said Jennifer.

Jason continued touching, feeling, and fondling his mother's big, naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples as she stroked his prick and sucked his prick. Jennifer stroked her son faster and harder while sucking him deeper. Then, when he was ready to cum, he put a gentle hand behind his mother's brunette, pretty head, moved her head forward and humped her mouth and fucked her face before unloading his warm, oozy cum in her warm, wet mouth.

"Thank you, Mom, for sucking me," said Jason. "You're such and incredible cocksucker."

As soon as she removed her son's stiff prick from her mouth, as if removing a cork from a shaken Champagne bottle, he exploded a second load of cum all over her face and across her naked breasts. Jennifer gave her son a sexy smile and a naughty look. She wiped his cum from her face with her fingers and moved them to her mouth to suck her son's cum from her long, manicured fingers.

"I love the taste of your cum, especially in the morning," she said. "The best thing we ever did was to start this mother and son, incest, swing club. I can't wait to attend our first meeting."

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As long as we don't make our female relatives pregnant, perhaps, we'd have a better world, a saner world, and a safer world if we loved those who we loved and lusted over and who loved and lusted over us. Just as a mother wouldn't want to be impregnated by her son, a son wouldn't want to be saddled with a baby with birth defects. Unless your mother is on the pill or can no longer give birth, it's best to use a condom when making love and or fucking.

Trust me, your mother, father, sister, brother, aunt, uncle, cousins, grandmother, and/or grandfather may want to have incestuous sex with you as much as you want to have incestuous sex with them. You never know until you ask. You may be shocked that your aunts, cousins, and grandmother is as much of an incestuous whore as your mother.

"Grandma, would you mind if I touched and felt you everywhere while stripping you naked," asked Jason of Jennifer's 66-year-old mother?

Jason's grandmother giggled like a school girl on her first date.

"Sure. That would be sexy fun. I haven't had anyone take a sexual interest in me since your grandfather died years ago," she said allowing her grandson to feel her ample breasts while unbuttoning her blouse.

We're all human. We all have the same sexual needs and desires. Moreover, with your blood, related relatives from the same family tree and with them having similar genetic makeups, odds are in your favor that they'd want to have incestuous sex as much as you want to have incestuous sex with them.

Seriously and honestly. Who better to make love to and have sex with than with members of your family? Honestly and sexually excitedly, there's no one we'd rather see naked and have sex with their naked bodies than with our mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. Don't believe me? Think about it. How many times have you masturbated while thinking of seeing one relative or the other relative naked while having sex with them?

"Am I right?"

With the world a crazy place, instead of going out to bars and clubs, drinking to an excess, spending all your money, especially when you have a reason to stay home, why not stay home? Instead of having sex with strangers, instead of being raped, beaten, robbed, and murdered, why not have sex with those you love and with those who love you? Why not have sex with those who you are sexually attracted to and with those who are sexually attracted to you, too?

"Hey, I may be on to something. Incestuous sex may be the new age and the latest rage. With all of us having an unlimited supply of willing females, why not have sex with your mother, sisters, aunts, cousins, grandmothers?"

According to psychology research, the Westermarck effect, and to dating narcissism syndrome, we are attracted to people who not only look like our parents but also, we are sexually attracted to people who look like us. That makes sense, since our parents are the first people we see and who we're the most dependent upon in life. Further, sexually attracted to people who look like us, we're attracted to familiarity, such as in the way our siblings and our other relatives look.

"Wow, not only does his wife look like his mother, but she's the spitting image of his sister," said Jason of his friend.

Think about it. Even though you'd never have sex with your mother or with your sister, you spend your dating life looking for that special someone, a woman who looks like your mother and/or your sister. As shocking as it's true, we're all prone to having incestuous thoughts and feelings by the partners we choose.

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"So," said Brian to Steve. "What did you do last night? Did you go clubbing?"

Steve gave his friend a big, shit eating grin.

"Nah, I stayed home and had sex with my mother," said Jason.

Brain looked at his friend in awe with his mouth gaping open.

"What? Seriously? You had sex with Jennifer, your mother?"

As if he had sex with the most beautiful and sexiest woman in the world, Jason gave his friend a proud smile.

"The best sex I ever had, my Mom gave me the best blowjob I ever had," said Steve. "I love cumming in her mouth. I loved watching her swallow my cum while she stares up at me with her big, beautiful, brown eyes," said dreamy eyed as if he was recalling his mother blowing him. "Then, something that has become part of our lovemaking, she always insists that I save some cum to give her a cum bath."

Brian stared at his friend with shock mixed with sexual excitement.

"Lucky bastard. I'd have sex with my mother if she looked like your mother," said Brian. "Only, I'd have to put a bag over my mom's head to have sex with her. She's a double bagger, in case the first bag breaks."

Jason gave his friend an understanding nod.

"Your mother may not be the best-looking woman in the world but she certainly has a great body. Once the lights our out, I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers," said Jason. "She has huge tits and a round, shapely ass. I'd do your mother," said Jason pausing to study his friend before extending an invitation. "As if so happens, my Mom and I are starting a mother and son incest, swing club. Do you think your mother would be interested in joining us?"

Brian looked at his friend with sexual excitement.

"A mother and son incest, swing club?" Brian looked at his friend stunned. "Would your mother allow me to have sex with her?"

Jason laughed.

"Of course," he said. "As long as you're a member of our mother and son incest, swing club, you may have sex with anyone who'd want to have sex with you. Our only rules are no means no and the other party must agree to want to have consensual sex with you. And there's no man on man gay sex. Women on women lesbian sex is not only permissible but also encouraged," said Jason with a dirty laugh.

Brian returned Jason's dirty laugh with his dirty laugh.

"I'd love to watch my mother lick a pussy as much as I'd love to watch her suck a cock," said Brian.

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Author's Note:

This is a true story of a mother and her adult son having forbidden, incestuous sex as told to me by the son for me to write such a realistic account of what really happened. Proud that he had sex with his mother and prouder that she agreed to have sex with him, he wanted me to tell his story for all to read. Two separate and distinct things that were important enough for him to impart, he wanted the world to know that not only did he love his mother but also, he had incestuous sex with her.

Unembarrassed, unashamed, and without a modicum of remorse, he was proud that his mother sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. Just as there is nothing wrong with an adult son having consensual sex with his mother, there is nothing wrong with an adult mother having consensual sex with her son. Just as there is nothing better than the love of a mother for a son, there is nothing better than the love of a son for a mother. Then, when incestuous sex is mixed in the equation, something loving and sexually exciting turns beautiful.

"Let the fireworks begin, shall we?"

# # #

Something he thought he'd never do, Jason sexually abused his mother, Jennifer, for months without her knowing. Unlike his friends who were sexually attracted to their mothers and to his mother, as well, he was never sexually attracted to his mother and/or to his friends' mothers. Having more respect for his friends' mothers than they had for their own mothers, he never sexually lusted over them until now. It wasn't until he had sex with his mother that he understood the sexual attraction and the incestuous connection that mothers had over their sons.

Yet, in the way that his friends talked about and lusted over having sex with their mothers, unbeknownst to the horny, young men, their mothers talked about and lusted over having sex with their sons. In the way that his friends talked about and lusted over having sex with their friends' mothers, unbeknownst to the horny, young men, their friends' mothers talked about and lusted over having sex with their sons' friends. Too good to be true, sons sexually wanting mothers and mothers sexually wanting sons, was all true and the reason for a mothers and sons incest swing, club.

If only the sons knew that their mothers sexually wanted them as much as they sexually wanted their mothers, what would they do? If only they knew that the mothers of their friends sexually wanted them as much as they sexually wanted them too, what would they say? If only the mothers knew that their sons sexually wanted them as much as they sexually wanted their sons, what would they do? If only they knew that their sons' friends sexually wanted them as much as they wanted them too, what would they say?

Then, something inside him changed, on the same page with his friends, now he wanted to have sex with his mother as much as he wanted to have sex with their mothers. Now, he wanted to watch his friends having sex with his mother as much as he wanted his friends watch him having sex with their mothers. As long as his mother was willing to have sex with him and with his friends, and his friends' mothers were willing to have sex with him and with their sons, they could start their own private, swinging, mothers and sons incestuous, sex club.

'A private, swinging, incestuous sex club for mothers and sons,' thought Jason. 'How hot would that be to have sex with not only my mother but also to have sex with my mother's friends and my friends' mothers too while they watched? How hot would that be for my friends to have sex with my mother and with their mothers while I watched. Wow! Be still my heart. Perhaps, later, we can expand the club to include brothers and sister, aunts and uncles, and cousins.'

In the way his friends talked about wishing they could have sex with their mothers and with his mother, reconsidering his thoughts about incestuous sex, they made him horny. Nonetheless, even then, he couldn't imagine ever having sex with his mother. Unable to imagine seeing her without her clothes, he'd be so embarrassed if she saw him without his clothes. Yet, truth be told, every time he masturbated, his favorite person to masturbate over was his mother while imagining her naked and having sex with her.

He masturbated over sexually touching her and feeling her through her clothes while kissing her, French kissing her, and making out with her. He masturbated over slowly undressing his mother and stripping her naked while touching her and feeling her everywhere. He masturbated over licking and fingering her pussy, his mother's cunt, and her slowly stroking his cock while sucking his prick. He masturbated over cumming in her mouth, his mother's mouth, in her pussy and, giving her a cum bath. He imagined cumming all over her face and her naked breasts, his mother's big tits.

'I love you, Mom,' he thought while continuing to stroke himself. 'I want you, Mom,' he thought while wishing it was his mother masturbating him.

Yet, something as forbidden as it was nasty, he could never have sex with his mother. How could he possibly have sex with his own mother? That's so wrong. She was his mother and he was her son.

Besides, he was more sexually interested in women his own age. Moreover, if ever he had sex with his mother and someone found out that they had sex, incestuous sex, what would he say? He'd be so embarrassed. He'd feel so ashamed. He'd be so apologetically remorseful. He'd feel like such a pervert for people to know that he had incestuous sex with his mother and she had incestuous sex with him.

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Ever since she divorced his father, and his Dad moved out, it was just him and his Mom. Oddly, enough, until his friends talked about wishing they could have sex with their mothers and with his mother, he never thought of his mother and/or their mothers in that incestuous, sexual way. He never thought about having sex with is mother. He never thought about having sex with the mothers of his friends. He never thought of his mother and/or his friends' mothers as sexually available women.

He never thought about touching and feeling his mother where a son should never touch and feel his mother. He never thought about touching and feel his friends' mothers. He never thought about stripping his mother naked and/or stripping his friends' mothers naked and seeing all that he should never see of them. He never thought about fucking them and them sucking him. Now thinking more about what his mother and his friends' mothers looked like in their bra and panties, topless, and naked, he masturbated over the forbidden thoughts of imagining having sex with them.

Yet, starting out progressively slow, he accidentally touched the side of his mother's fully clothe breast when kissing her. Then, when he saw the side of his mother's exposed, white bra from an unbuttoned button, he wondered about her breasts. When he saw the impressions of her nipples emerging through her sheer, sexy nightgown, he wondered about her naked tits. He wondered about her big, erect nipples.

When the wind blew up her short, flared skirt when walking behind her after parking the car on the way to the mall, and he saw her exposed, white panties, he thought about her naked ass. When going up behind her on the escalator and his mother bent at the waist to fix her shoe, he saw the back of his mother's panty clad pussy. While waiting outside the curtained dressing room for his mother to try on clothes, with her mindlessly not closing the curtain all the way, he saw her in her bra and panties.

Horny now, he couldn't remove the images of his mother's exposed bra, her exposed panties, and her undressing in the dressing room while he watched. Yet, it wasn't until his mother inadvertently flashed him up-skirt peeks of her panties and down-blouse views of her bra and cleavage that he sexually thought of her. Then, when she wore her short, low-cut, sheer, and sexy nightgown without having the modesty to wear a robe, she unknowingly flashed him up-nightgown peeks of her naked pussy and down-nightgown views of her naked breasts.

Parading around him as if she was fully dressed when, instead, she was practically naked, he wondered if she was deliberately, sexually teasing him. He wondered if she was deliberately flashing him. Not too embarrassed to look, he couldn't believe his beautiful mother was unaware of all that she was showing him of her sexy and shapely body.

If nothing more than masturbation material for later, he stared at all that she was showing and at all that he was seeing of her while hoping to see more and hoping she didn't catch him leering. Obviously, with her comfortable in her own home, he wondered if she knew how much she was showing him and how much he was seeing of her. Figuring her flashes were accidental, maybe she didn't care.

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Every day was a spectacle of her exhibitionism and his voyeurism. Every day she flashed him her panties in up-skirt peeks and her bra and cleavage in down-blouse views. Every day she flashed him her naked pussy in up-nightgown peeks and her naked breasts in down-nightgown views. Every day he sexually lusted over his mother. Every day, his mother made him horny by showing him something that he shouldn't see. Every day, multiple times a day, he masturbated over his mother while imagining her naked and having sex with her.

Now, instead of looking away, whenever she sat across from him while wearing a short skirt and crossed and uncrossed her long, sexy legs, he stared at the white, triangular flash of her panties. Then, when she sat with her knees parted enough for him to see what he wanted to see, he stared at her pussy slit, her camel toe, and the dark shadow of her pubic hair. His mother's panties, he couldn't believe he was seeing his mother's panties. His mother's panty clad pussy, he couldn't believe he was seeing his mother's panty clad pussy.

Whenever she sat across from him when wearing her short nightgown with her knees parted enough for him to see all that he hoped to see of her, ala Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, he leered at her naked pussy. His mother's naked pussy, he couldn't believe he was seeing his mother's naked cunt. Never did he ever think he'd ever see his mother's naked pussy. Never did he think he'd ever masturbate over imagining his mother naked and having sex with her as much as he had been.

Whenever she accidentally or inadvertently showed him what he shouldn't see of her panties or of her naked pussy, after the show was over, he retired to his bedroom to masturbate over all that he saw of his mother. With her panties and/or her pussy still fresh in his mind, he'd fondle his cock while stroking his prick. Something he never did before but did multiple times a day, every day, now, he masturbated while thinking of his mother naked and having incestuous sex with her.

While stroking his cock, something he thought he'd never do, he imagined touching, feeling, and fondling her naked breasts while sucking her erect nipples. He imagined fingering his mother's cunt while feeling and fondling her naked breasts. He imagined licking her pussy while fingering his mother where a son should never lick and/or finger their mother. He imagined making love to his mother before fucking her hard and fast. He imagined giving her multiple, sexual orgasms with his fingers, with his tongue, and with his cock.

"I love you, Mom," he said when alone in his room and while masturbating himself. "I want you."

Whenever she served him breakfast while wearing her low-cut, sheer, and sexy nightgown, she leaned in front of him longer and lower than need be. Taking the sexual hint, he stared down at all he can see of her naked breasts, her symmetrical areolas, and her erect nipples. He wished he had the audacity to stick his horny hand down inside the top of his mother's nightgown. He wished he dared to fondle her big, naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples.

Whenever she served him coffee or a cocktail, she leaned in front of him longer and lower than need be. Again, taking the sexual hint, he stared down her low-cut blouse at her bra clad breasts and her long, sexy line of cleavage. He wished he had the audacity to stick his horny hand down inside the top of his mother's low-cut blouse. He wished he dared to fondle her breasts through her exposed bra while fingering her erect nipples.

Whenever she unknowing showed him something he shouldn't see of her naked breasts, bra, and/or cleavage, he'd retired to his bedroom later to masturbate over all that he saw of his mother. Suffice to write, with her driving him crazy by continually flashing him, he was always masturbating. Continuing cumming over imagining his mother naked, he imagined what it would feel like to have incestuous sex with her.

In the way that he imagined fingering, licking, and fucking his mother's pussy, he imagined touching, feeling, and fondling her big tits. He imagined fingering her erect nipples while sucking her erect nipples. In the way that he imagined having his wicked, sexual with his mother's naked breasts, he imagined his mother having her wicked, sexual way with his erect, naked prick.

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In the way that his friends masturbated over their mothers and over his mother, he never thought he'd ever masturbate over his mother and/or over his friends' mothers. He never thought he'd be sexually attracted to his mother and/or to his friends' mothers until, one day, when his mother forgot to turn off her computer and left for work. Not needing her password, while hoping his father had taken some sexy photos of his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and/or naked, he saw her sexy, X-rated pictures. He saw all that he had hoped to see of his mother's sexy and shapely body.

'Wow,' he thought while scrolling through dozens of photos of his mother in her sexy bikinis, nightgowns, bra and panties, topless, and naked.

Not believing what he was seeing, if it wasn't enough that he saw all that he had hoped to see of his mother's beautiful body, he saw photos that her mother had taken of her friends, his friends' mothers, too. All the women were in their bikinis, topless, and/or naked. He saw his best friend, Larry's mother, Brianna, practically naked. Tall, shapely thin, and blonde with a beautiful body, she had a great ass. He saw his friend, Anthony's mother, Gina, topless. A beautiful redhead, she had gorgeous D cup breasts that he'd love to touch, feel, fondle, and suck.

If he had to pick three women who he'd love to have sex with, other than Christina Hendricks, Sofia Vergara, and Scarlett Johansson, he'd love to have sex with his mother, Brianna, and Gina. Now, if he wasn't masturbating enough when recalling flashes of his mother's panties, bra and cleavage, naked pussy and tits, he had even more to masturbate over. Only, in the way he had sexy photos of his friends' mothers, he wondered if his friends had sexy photos of his mother. If they did, that would explain their sexual attraction for his mother in the way that he was now sexually attracted to their mothers.

Boy was he surprised, not only had his father taken photos of his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and naked but also, he had taken a video of her having sex with his best friend, Bob. He couldn't believe he was watching his mother having sex with Uncle Bob, not really his uncle but what he called him since he was a child. Jason watched his father's best friend finger, lick and fuck his mother. Never thinking his mother sucked cock, he watched his mother stroke, suck, and fuck Bob while his father watched and filmed them.

He watched Bob make out with his mother while feeling her through her clothes. Something he wished he could do, he watched him slowly strip his mother naked while touching and feeling her in all the places where he wanted to touch and feel his mother. He watched his father's friend feel her naked tits and finger her erect nipples. Jason watched Bob suck his mother's nipples while she stroked his cock. He watched his father's, best friend fuck his mother and his mother suck him. He watched Bob cum in his mother's mouth.

"I love the taste of cum," said his mother on camera while licking Bob's cock clean.

'I can't believe what I'm seeing,' thought Jason while watching his mother swallowing Bob's cum. 'My mother is a cocksucking whore.'

His mother smiled up at Bob and up at the camera while stoking, sucking, and licking his cock clean, and kissing his erect prick. Bob continued fondling his mother's breasts while fingering her nipples. Then, lifting her up to him, he kissed her. He French kissed his mother and she returned his French kiss with her French kiss.

'Wow,' he thought.

Just as he had no idea how many times he had watched that video of his mother having sex with his father's, best friend, he had no idea how many times he masturbated over that video. Obviously, his mother wasn't the innocent and morally modest woman that he thought she was. Obviously, something he never knew, never even thought about, and/or suspected, his mother loved sucking cock.

'My Mom is a cocksucker. She loves the taste of cum,' he thought. 'Are you kidding me? I don't believe this. I can't believe my Mom had sex with Bob. I can't believe she sucked him and fucked him. I can't believe she allowed him to cum in her mouth,' he thought.

Continuing to watch the video of his mother with Bob, he couldn't believe his eyes.

'I'd love to touch and feel my mother's naked body. I'd love for my mother to suck my cock. I'd love to cum in my mother's mouth and watch her swallow while staring up at me in the way she stared up at Uncle Bob with his cock in her mouth.'

Now, something he never suspected before, sexually excited by the thought of it, he suspected now. Not thinking she was capable of having sex with his father's, best friend before, he suspected that she was capable of such a thing now. If she had sex with Bob, what else would she sexually do?

Now, he wondered if his mother had deliberately flashed him her panties in up-skirt peeks. He wondered if his mother had deliberately flashed him her naked pussy in up-nightgown views. He wondered if his mother had deliberately flashed him her bra and cleavage in down-blouse peeks. He wondered if his mother had deliberately flash him her naked breasts, symmetrical areolas, and erect nipples in down-nightgown views.

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Horny enough to do so, while wondering what her reaction would be to seeing his naked prick, Jason returned the incestuous, sexual, flashing favor. While wearing a t-shirt and pajama bottoms without wearing underwear, he flashed his mother his naked cock more than once, numerous times. Dangling in plain sight by the side of her face for her to see out of the corner of her eye, he flashed her his naked prick when standing beside her. He flashed her his naked, erect prick whenever it emerged from his pajama pee hole while he was serving her hot coffee.

With her hand so close to his naked prick, he wished she'd touch him. In the way that he'd love to fondle her big tits, he wished she'd fondle his prick before stroking his prick. With her mouth so close to his naked prick, in the way she had done with Uncle Bob, he wished she'd suck him. He'd love nothing more than for his mother to blow him. He'd love nothing more than to cum in her mouth, his mother's mouth. Knowing that she was interested, he saw her look and then look away.

He flashed his mother his naked cock when he had a huge erection and they were sitting on the couch cuddling while watching a movie. Allowing her to catch him masturbating, he deliberately flashed her his naked prick when she carried up his clean laundry and opened his bedroom door without knocking. Hoping she'd stay to watch him stroke himself and cum, she left his room but not until she got a good, long look at his naked prick. In the way that he leered at her naked tits and naked pussy, like mother like son, she leered at his naked prick.

Always walking around her with an erection while only wearing pajama bottoms without underwear, as easy as it was for her to flash him, it was easy for him to flash her. With her acting as if she wasn't aware that she was exposed, he pretended that he was unaware that his cock had popped out of his pajama bottom pee hole. If nothing more than masturbation material to jerkoff over later, exhibitionism and voyeurism was obviously a game they both enjoyed playing.

He loved showing his mother his naked prick as much as he loved seeing his mother's naked tits and pussy. He loved showing his mother his naked prick as much as he suspected she loved seeing his naked prick. He loved showing his mother his naked prick as much as he suspected she loved showing him her panties, her naked pussy, her bra and cleavage, and her naked tits.

His favorite time together was snuggling on the couch while watching a movie with his mother. With her resting her opened hand or the side of her head on his cock through his pajama bottoms, he held and cupped her breasts through her sheer nightgown, first one and then the other. Just as he couldn't believe she was touching his naked prick through his pajama bottoms, he couldn't believe she allowed him to cup and hold her naked breasts through her nightgown.

In the way his cock was hard, her breasts were firm. In the way that he wanted her to touch him, fondle him, and stroke him, he wanted to touch, feel, and fondle her big tits. He wanted to finger and suck her erect nipples. In the way she stroked and sucked Uncle Bob before allowing him to cum in her mouth, he wanted her to stroke him, suck him, and allow him to cum in her mouth.

'I love you, Mom,' he thought whenever masturbating over the imagined thoughts of her naked and having sex with him. "I want you."

Yet, just as she didn't dare move her hand, he didn't dare move his hand either. Seemingly by just touching while not feeling, fondling, and stroking his erect prick, technically, she wasn't having sex with him. By him not feeling, fondling, and fingering the nipples her big tits, technically, he wasn't having sex with her either. A mother merely touching her son and a son merely touching his mother, by just touching and not feeling, fondling, fingering, stroking, and sucking, they weren't crossing the forbidden incestuous line.

Yet, as soon as his mother's hand touched his pajama clad cock, he had an erection. Seemingly, acting as if she was unaware that his prick grew big and hard, unembarrassed and unashamed, she left her hand there. Unable to help himself while hoping she'd take the hint, stick her hand inside of his pajamas, and wrap her manicured fingers around his stiff prick, he deliberately throbbed and purposely pulsated his cock against his mother's open hand. Tempting her and sexually teasing her, while wishing she'd masturbate him, he wanted her to know that she had given him an erection.

Yet, something as telling as it was sexually exciting, as soon as he developed an erection, his mother's nipples grew erect and hard. Obviously, she was either cold or was as sexually aroused as he was hot and sexually excited. Not daring to move his hand, he wished he could finger her erect nipples. He wished he could suck her erect nipples. With her head resting in his lap and her beautiful mouth only inches away from his stiff prick, wishing she'd blow him, he wished he could cum in his mother's mouth, all over her face, and across her naked tits.

# # #

As if it never happened, they never spoke of all that they sexually did. Continuing to touch, feel, and flash one another, they continued sexually teasing one another without discussing it. In the way that his mother allowed him to cup and touch her breast through her skimpy nightgown while watching a movie, he continued allowing her to touch his cock through his pajama bottoms. Then, when the movie was over, he'd return to his room with a huge erection to masturbate himself.

More than once, he heard his mother masturbating too. Wondering if she could hear him masturbating or feel the vibration of him masturbating, with him wanting her to hear and/or feel him masturbating, it was such a turn on to masturbate when his mother was in such close proximity. He wondered if she was masturbating over him in the way that he was masturbating over her. Deciding to allow her to know that he was masturbating over her in the way that he hoped she was masturbating over him, he started calling her name.

"Oh, Mom, I want you. I need you. I love you, Mom. I want to strip you naked and touch and feel you everywhere," he said loud enough for her to hear through his bedroom door and through her bedroom door while he stroked his cock faster and harder. "Fuck me, Mom. Fuck me. Blow me, Mom. Blow me. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth."

Yet, not wanting to ruin a good thing by pressuring his mother for sex, careful of all he said and did, he'd love nothing more than to barge in her bedroom and offer her his finger, his tongue, and/or his cock. Only, wanting to see how far he'd sexually get with his mother by going slow and allowing her to take the lead, he didn't dare solicit her for sex. Waiting to see what would happen next, he waited to see if she'd make the next incestuous move. Instead of acting by reacting, he'd wait to see how this would progress.

Then, a lucky break and a stroke of luck for him, whenever she had a migraine, about once a month, Jennifer, took a sleeping pill and wore one of those sleep blindfolds over her eyes. Out for the night, dead to the world, and totally unconscious, whenever she took a sleeping pill, Jason waited and listened for the sound of her snoring before silently and stealthily entering her bedroom. Careful not to awaken her by making any sudden, loud noises, he crept in her room and to her bed to see what he could see, touch, and feel of his sleeping mother.

He was so sexually excited. Not knowing what he'd find and what he'd see, he hoped his mother was sleeping naked or, at least, topless. If she wasn't sleeping naked, he hoped she slept without the blanket and/or the sheet. While imagining his mother's big, naked breasts, he hoped her tits had fallen out of her nightgown. While imagining seeing his mother naked as and naked pussy, he hoped her nightgown was bunched up around her waist. He hoped her naked ass and naked pussy were totally exposed to his horny eyes.

When she was sleeping so soundly, and with her so sexy and so pretty, he decided to make his move. While she lay sleeping, touching her and feeling her everywhere, he had his wicked, sexual way with his mother's nearly, naked body. Ever so gently removing the blanket and sheet as if she had a painfully, sensitive sunburn, he removed her nightgown straps from her shoulders and pulled down the bodice of her nightgown to expose her naked breasts.

Taking his sweet, sexy time in his sexual assault of his sleeping mother, as if he had never seen her naked tits before, he stared at them while touching them. While hoping he didn't awaken her, he felt them and fondled them while fingering and sucking her erect nipples. He felt her shapely ass through her nightgown.

Then, not done there, as if he was a masher on a subway, he slowly lifted the hem of her nightgown to expose her naked, brown, trimmed pussy, his mother's naked cunt. Careful not to awaken her, he gently rubbed her pussy lips while parting them. Waiting until she was wet, as if she was dreaming of being fingered, he slowly inserted the tip of his finger inside her. Then, rubbing her clit while fingerfucking her pussy, he masturbated his mother in the way that he'd love her to masturbate him.

He so wanted to stick his cock deep inside of her. He so wanted to make love to her before fucking her. He so wanted to cum in her cunt. Yet, if he dared to mount her, ruining everything before the incestuous fun started, he feared that he'd awaken her from her deep, drugged slumber. Still, with her so beautiful and so sexy, he'd love nothing more than to mount her and pound her pussy hard and fast until he gave her a sexual orgasm with his cock. Instead, giving her a sexual orgasm in her sleep, he licked her pussy while fingering her pussy.
If it wasn't enough that he saw, touched, felt, and fondled his mother's naked tits, he fingered and sucked her erect nipples. If it wasn't enough that he saw his mother's naked cunt up close, he rubbed her clit and fingerfucked her naked, wet pussy. Especially after watching that X-rated video of her having sex with Uncle Bob, he loved seeing his mother naked while touching and feeling her everywhere a son should never touch and feel his mother. She had such a sexy and shapely body. Now, he wanted her to blow him even more than before.

Unable to help himself while hoping he didn't awaken her, he enjoyed touching her hand and her fingers with the tip of his naked prick. Knowing his mother was dead to the world, becoming more daringly bold, he wrapped her long, thin fingers around his hard, erect cock. Then, swaying his hips back and forth, he had his mother give him a forced, sleeping hand job.

Never expecting her to give a hand job, sleeping or awake, imagining the sensation was much the same, he loved his mother jerking him off. Always, he ejaculated a load of cum all over her hand, on her forearm, and on the sheet. Instead of cumming on her hand, he wished he could ejaculate his cum all over her face, in her beautiful, lush hair, and across her naked tits. Not wanting her to know that he had sex with her sleeping hand, he made sure that he cleaned every drop of cum with a tissue.

Becoming increasingly bolder, whenever she had a migraine and took another sleeping pill, while she lay sleeping, he slowly slid his erect prick across his mother's full lips. He'd love for her to give him a sleeping blowjob in the way she had already given him a sleeping hand job. Sometimes, when she was sleeping with her mouth closed, he'd gently pinch her nostrils together for her to open her mouth and take his prick inside. Sometimes, when she was sleeping with her mouth open, while hoping she didn't bite down on his prick, he inserted the tip of his cock in her mouth.

Becoming increasing bolder, seemingly, no matter what he did, his mother never awakened when being sexually assaulted after taking a sleeping pill. Ever so gently, he continued to move his cock deeper past his mother's lips while humping her mouth and fucking her face harder and faster. As soon as he became sexually excited enough to cum, not daring to cum in her mouth even though he wished he could, he removed his cock to cum in a tissue before he ejaculated his cum in her mouth.

Then, one evening, while his mother gave him a sleeping blowjob and he felt her naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples, he lost control. Becoming overly, sexually excited, unable to help himself and stop himself from cumming, he ejaculated a full load of cum in his mother's mouth. In a panic, he didn't know what to do. There was no way he could remove the evidence of his cum from inside of her mouth. Instead, he pulled down the hem of her nightgown, put her straps back over her shoulders, covered her with her sheet and blanket, and left her bedroom.

Expecting her to say something the next morning, fortunately for him, she didn't. Obviously, destroying the evidence of her giving him a sleeping blowjob, she must have swallowed his cum during the night. Now, that he got away with her blowing him in her sleep and him cumming in her mouth once, he was eager to try it again. Then, not expecting her to say what she said, she shocked him with what she said next.

# # #

"Jason, I know you've been having your sexual way with me while I lay sleeping after taking a sleeping pill. I'm sleeping but I'm not dead," she said with a little laugh. "I can feel you having sex with me, but too tired, too sleepy, and too drugged to move, I allowed you your sexual fun."

He looked at his mother with embarrassment and shock.

"Sorry Mom," was all that he could say. "I'm so sorry, Mom."

She nodded her head while looking at him as if she understood his sexual lust.

"I know you've seen, touched, felt, licked, fingered, and fondled every part of my naked body, my naked ass, my naked tits, and my naked pussy. I know you sucked my tits, licked and fingered my pussy, and masturbated me. I know you forced me to give you a sleeping hand job. I know you forced me to give you a sleeping blowjob. I know you've ejaculated your cum in my mouth," she said.

Horrified that he was caught and busted, he looked at his mother with shocked surprise. He looked at his mother with embarrassment, shame, and remorse. He felt like such a pervert for having incestuous sex with his mother while she slept.

"Oh, Mom. I'm so embarrassed. I'm so ashamed. I'm so sorry. Yet, unable to help myself, I've wanted to have sex with you for years," he confessed.

She gave him an understanding smile.

"I know," she said.

He looked at his mother with love and lust. He looked at his mother with lustfulness and horniness. He looked at her as if seeing her for the first time.

"You're so beautiful. You're so sexy. And every time you inadvertently or accidentally flash me your panties, your bra, your cleavage, your naked pussy, and/or your naked tits, you make me so horny and sexually frustrated. I can't tell you how many times I've masturbated over you while imagining you naked and having sex with you," he said putting it all out there.

She looked at him in the understanding way that only a mother could look at her son.

"That's okay. Really it is. Admittedly, like mother like son," she said with a little laugh. "I sexually want you as much as you sexually want me. Only," she said pausing. "I want this to stop before we go too far," she said. "We can't progress in this way. It's wrong. It's illicitly forbidden."

He looked at her stunned. All this time, he thought she was sleeping. All this time, she played possum while he had his wicked, sexual way with her beautiful body. All this time, she knew he was having his wicked, sexual way with her nearly naked body. She knew he forced her to give him a sleeping hand job and a sleeping blowjob. Obviously, she wanted to have sex with him as much as he wanted to have sex with her.

"What do you mean, before we go too far, Mother?"

She gave him a loving smile.

"What I'm saying is, I don't want you to make love to me. I don't want you to fuck me. I don't mind playing our sexy games of voyeurism and exhibitionism while sexually teasing one another. Moreover, I enjoy masturbating you and giving you a hand job. I look forward to you masturbating me. I love it when you lick my pussy while fingering my pussy. I love blowing you and you cumming in my mouth but that's as far as I want to go," she said.

Jason looked at his mother with disappointment. He was looking forward to making love to her. He was looking forward to fucking her. Yet, now that she laid the ground rules, he agreed to her conditions. With her agreeable to continuing their games of exhibitionism and voyeurism, they can still have some sexy, incestuous fun.

"Okay, Mother. I understand," said Jason. "As long as we can continue sexually teasing one another with voyeurism and exhibitionism, as long as we can touch, feel, masturbate one another, and pleasure one another orally, I'm okay with your decision."

She smiled with what she was going to say next.

"I have an idea," she said looking at her son as if trying to read his reaction. "What if we tried something different? What if we tried something new? What if I asked a couple of my friends to join us and to participate in our little, social group. What if you asked a couple of your friends to join us and to participate in our little, social group too?"

Jason looked at his mother with sexual excitement.

"When you say social group, do you mean, sex? Do you mean a sexual, social group?"

She smiled.

"Yes," she said while giving him a sexy smile and a naughty look.

He looked at her with astonishment mixed with sexual excitement.

"Wait. Just so I get this straight," he said looking at his mother with a much curiosity as he looked at her with sexual excitement. "You would allow me to have sex with you, and your friends would allow me to have sex with them?"

She smiled again.

"Yes," she said. "As long as they'd be willing to have sex with us. With other couples having mother and son sex with us, I'd even be willing to go all the way. I'd allow you to make love to me. I'd allow you to fuck me. I'd allow you to pound my pussy hard and fast enough to give me a sexual orgasm with your cock," she said as if she could read his mind.

His mind reeled with all the possibilities of which of his mother's friends that he'd wanted to see sexually and socially. He imagined all of her friends naked while having sex with them. He imagined his mother naked while his friends had sex with her.

He not only imagined his mother blowing him and cumming in her mouth but also, he imagined his mother's friends blowing him and cumming in their mouths. He imagined his mother blowing his friends and them cumming in her mouth too. He imagined not only making love to and fucking his mother but also, he imagined making love to and fucking her friends, too.

"Actually, Mom, I'd love to have sex with Brianna and with Sophia," he said. "They are the most beautiful of your friends and have the best bodies. Brianna is so beautiful and Sophia has such big tits."

She smiled.

"That's great because, I'd love to have sex with Brianna's son, Larry, and with Sophia's son, Anthony," said Jennifer. "As much as you love my friends to suck you and fuck you, I'd love for Larry and Anthony to eat me and fuck me. I've always imagined sucking your cock and their cocks and you and them cumming in my mouth.

Jason smiled at his mother.

"With the both of them always talking about how beautiful, sexy, and shapely you are, they've already confessed that they'd not only love to see you naked but also, they'd love to have sex with you, too," said Jason. "I can't wait to watch you having sex with my friends."

She smiled.

"I can't wait to watch you having sex with my friends, too," she said.

To be continued...