Jealous Mom

by Adrian (Queensland, Australia)

My future wife was fast asleep beside me. The house in darkness and so quiet.

I heard the bedroom door creak. A shadow crept towards the bed.

I already knew who it was. I was expecting her.

This was what she was like. She was all for the thrill. I could smell her as she approached.

Just like I could when I was a boy. But I am a man now and could give her what she wanted.

My mum was only 14 when she had me. We had practically grown up together.

Now, I was a man with a future wife, she wanted me more than ever.

She stood beside the bed. I already had an erection.

She slid her hand under the covers and wrapped her hand around my cock.

She knew I’d be hard for her. My wife stirred. Mum started rubbing my cock.

She moved closer. I put my hand out and touched her bald scalp.

She had worn her hair shaved since I was a teenager. It suited her.

I ran my hand down over her breasts. They were small and perky. Not like my future wife's.

I lifted her nightgown. My hand touched her smooth pussy.

Another thing she’d done since i was a teenager. She wore her vagina waxed. Another thing my future wife didn’t do.

Mum was already wet. I did that to her, she used to say.

She leant forward and pushed the bed clothes off, exposing my hard cock.

She leant forward and took the whole length in her mouth.

She sucked cock so well. She knew when to suck and when to stop.

My cock was coated in my mum's saliva. I could feel it running down between my legs.

I wanted to fuck her. My wife was snoring.

Mum whispered in my ear. “Fuck me”.

We threw the bedding aside as quietly as we could.

She removed her nightgown and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She was wet.

I knew if my wife woke up my mum would fight for me.

We fucked. Slowly.

We eventually got up and I fucked her against the wall.

I knew she wanted my wife to wake up and catch us. She didn’t like her.

To wake up and see her husband fucking his mother would be the ultimate humiliation in my mother’s eyes.

Even more humiliating would be to see my naked freshly fucked mother.

We satisfied each other that night without any incidents. I woke up the next morning with my wife going down on me.

My cock still coated with my mother’s dried sex juice. As she sucked and slurped, I imagined my mother’s wet pussy.

My mother's demeanor towards my wife after that fuck changed dramatically.

I knew our relationship had taken an unexpected turn. She wanted me to herself. She didn’t want to share me.

Me and my mother had been lovers before I met my wife.