[Incest] [Continuation] Me and my mother have had a sexual relationship for over a decade now, I’ve never told anyone until now.

I would never tell anyone about my relationship with my mother, except for maybe a therapist, but probably not even then. I suspect however, that my mother has told at least one person, and probably only this one person.

When I was in 11th grade I took an introductory psych course, the teacher was the mother of one of my close friends. She was pretty good looking but about 10 years older than my mother. She had brunette hair, blue eyes, with a slightly busty figure and a kind of a nice ass even though it seemed she didn’t put too much work into her body. She was maybe slightly over weight and 5’4. She was very much an eccentric. Because me and her son had been friends for a long time, my mother became very close friends with her. I always thought she might have suspected something between me and my mother, when I was at her house visiting my friend she would constantly ask me if I was seeing any girls. She even tried to ‘ship’ me with a girl in my psych course but that of course failed. She had a doctorate in Psychology and specialized in Freud. She would very often mention the Oedipus complex and sometimes go on rants about it. She would talk about Freudian interpretations of Hamlet and said that every son in their sub Conscience sexually desires their mother. Her son wasn’t in the class but I believe he took her class another year and I can only imagine how awkward that must have been for him.

My mother and Dr. Rosenberg(the psych teacher) seemed to develop an even closer relationship when I left for college. My mother would call to tell me how often she would come over and how glad she was she had someone other than me to confide in. This is when I really became suspicious that she had told our secret to Elisa (I’m gonna begin referring to her by this name, it’s not her real name.) I never really pondered over what would happen if my mother had told our secret to Elisa because she would be one of the few to understand our relationship.

It was my first semester of college and approaching is winter break I hadn’t seen my mother in weeks but decided to wait until winter break to visit because of my exams. I left as soon as my exams were finished because I really missed my mother, I called her up to tell her I was coming and she was excited as I was. I arrive home and see Elisa’s car in the driveway. I go to my room to unpack and see no trace of my mother in the house so I go outside to find Elisa and my mother in the Jacuzzi, with a bottle of red wine open, my mother had her hair in a bun an was wearing a white bikini that was of course, a little too small. My mother asked if I wanted to join them, and I obliged. I get in the Jacuzzi and take a glance at my mother’s breasts, her small nipples are making imprints in her bikini. It appears to me that they are both a little drunk, Elisa then comments “You two have such a open relationship” she said “Yes we do.” My mother said as she moved next to me and gave me a flirty look with her beautiful green eyes and she put her arm around my neck. “We’ve always had an open relationship, my mother is my best friend.” I say. “I wish my son and I were that close” Elisa says “But he’s always with his girlfriends, I can never get him alone.” “That’s how it is with most mother son relationships, and it is unfortunate, luckily my son is such a momma’s boy” My mother said as she offered me a glass of wine, I decline and she pours her and Elisa another glass and takes a sip of her wine “You know Robert slept in the same bed as me until he was fourteen” my mother continued. (Btw my name is Robert, don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before.) I began blushing, “Thats not true” I said, embarrassed. “Oh he’s just embarassed.” My mother said. “Well there isn’t anything wrong with a son sleeping in the same bed with his mother, in fact in the middle ages peasant mothers would sleep in the same bed with their kids until they were married off.” Elisa sad. “See nothing to be ashamed about, Louis.” Mother said. Elisa the got up, “I have to use the restroom I’ll be back shortly ” Elisa was wearing a black bikini, and her skin was fair much like my mothers, but she wasn’t nearly as fit.

As Elisa left my mother whispered in my ear “I’ve been wanting you so bad these past weeks” My mother then but her hand on my crotch, and felt my erection “I see you’ve been wanting me as well” “I have, very much. I dream about you all day, mother.” My mother then pulled my swim trunks down slightly, my large erect cock popping out. She began stroking it. “Mother, what are you doing.” I said nervously looking at the backdoor watching out for Elisa’s return. “Shh, don’t worry.” she said calmly and lovingly as she looked deep into my eyes. I came quickly, and put my trunks back on. “Wow, you really have been dreaming of your mother.” Elisa came back out, bringing another bottle of red wine. Me and my mother were very close to each other in the Jacuzzi and Elisa saw and smirked. She poured another glass for my mother and herself. “Do you remember what you learned in my class, Louis.” “Yeah it was a really interesting class.” “Did you ever tell your mother about what you learned.” “Uhh no” I said nervously “What did you learn sweat heart?” “Well, I’d rather not discuss it with my mother..” Elisa stepped in “We talked a lot about Freud and the Oedipus complex.” “What’s that?” my mother said, but I knew for a fact she knew what it was “It was a theory proposed by Freud which said that every son is sexually attracted to their mother on a sub-conscience level” Elisa explained. At this point I felt pretty awkward. “It’s pretty ludicrous I think.” I said as I left the Jacuzzi and went to my room.

My mother and Elisa continued to talk until it was well past dark. My mother came inside and told me she has some Manicotti that just needed to be heated up. She put the Manicotti in the oven and then went to change. Me and Elisa sat at the table and we talked about how me and her son never hung out anymore, me and her son went to different colleges so we drifted apart although we would occasionally call one another. Elisa suggested that me and Henry (Her son) should hang out tomorrow, I obliged. My mother came down after getting dressed, her hair was down and she was wearing a white, thick cotton dress which revealed a lot of cleavage. We began eating and I couldn’t help but take glances at her breasts at one point I looked back at Elisa who was looking at my eyes and presumably saw me glancing at my mother’s breasts. Elisa drank some more wine and became more drunk, she kept talking about psychology and societal norms and how things are illogically taboo because of the morality of the middle class. Both Elisa and my mother were considered ‘Upper Class’ and many upper class people thought that there morality was superior to the morality of American society, and Taboo actions didn’t apply to them. I wondered if Elisa secretly wanted to have sex with her son, and then wondered how many mothers had these views and feelings for their sons.

Eventually it was midnight and we were still at the dinner table, my mother and Elisa were in a deep ‘intellectual’ conversation about societal norms, but it was mostly just drunken rants from both of them. I decided to go to my room and let them continue. I was a little bummed because I thought I wouldn’t be able to sleep with my mother. It was now 1am and I was reading some literature on societal norms and the Oedipus complex. My mother knocked on my door and asked if I was sleeping in my room for the night. I told her I’d rather sleep with her, so she gave me a smile and we went to her room. Now I assumed that Elisa had sobered up and drove home, or at least drove home, or else my mother wouldn’t want us sleeping in the same bed. I followed my mother to her room, she was wearing her silk gown with nothing under it. The part of the gown around her ass was in between her ass cheeks.

I arrived in my mothers bedroom, a place I hadn’t been in more than a month. My mother got on the bed and took of her gown, smiling at me. Her body was as beautiful as ever, and her entire body was clean shaven. I began rubbing her freshly shaved ad silky vulva. I then took my shirt and boxers off and we began passionately kissing, I started to finger her clitoris. I then started to kiss her breasts and arms, going down to her stomach and then her vagina, I kissed it at first but then began full on eating her beautiful clean vagina out. We put ourselves in the ’69’ position and I moved down to lick her freshly shaven clean ass hole. I eventually made her orgasm and she let out a loud moan. I then positioned her on the bed, laying on her back and began fucking her while I held her legs. I thrusted slowly at first but then began going faster. I then came in her vagina but kept going, she was moaning really loudly and moaned even louder when she felt my warm cum in her vagina. I started thrusting faster and faster, her breasts gyrating forward and backward. We both began to perspire, and I then picked her up and sat her on my dick for her to ride me. We fucked loudly and with animalistic passion, her sweaty body grinded against my sweaty body, I felt her large sweaty breasts grinding on my chest. Her arms were wrapped around me, the smell of her body was intoxicating. We began kissing and she started slowing down, eventually cumming again, moaning again very loudly. As her warm cum enveloped my cock, she told me she wanted me to finish on her face and breasts, so she lay down as I stroked my penis, making me cum strings of my warm seed all over her fair and sweaty breasts. She tasted my cum, telling me how good it tasted. She the rubbed my cum into her breasts as if it was lotion. She lay there, sweaty and exhausted, she got up to get her cup of water and drank it all in one chug and got back in bad. We spooned naked, my warm and large flacid cock resting on her sweaty ass. I kissed her her shoulders and neck as she turned the light off and we both fell asleep.

We awoke at 10 in the morning. The room smelled like sex and my mother smelled like cum and sweat. I was still horny so I clutched her left breast and began fucking her gently as I kissed her armpit. After a little but I came in her. I then asked if we were going to go work out today. She told me we were, but not immediately. I put on my boxers and shirt and went down stairs to the kitchen to see Elisa drinking coffee in the kitchen. “You slept over?” I asked “Oh yes, I was too drunk to drive home.” she replied with a smile. I began to get nervous and asked her which room she stayed in. “Oh I stayed in the small guest house in the back.” A feeling of immense relief came over me and my mother came down. She was wearing her silk gown but with no bra, only panties. The night gown showed a lot of cleavage. Elisa asked if my mother wanted a cup of coffee and my mother obliged, Elisa poured me and my mother a cup from a pot she had already made. “So how did you two sleep” Elisa asked. “Very well.” I said, “Me too” my mother said smirking at Elisa. “All that wine really made me tired.” My mother had not showered so my dried cum was still on her breasts but because of her fair skin you couldn’t tell. My mother and Elisa began talking as they drank their coffees. My mother had the distinct smell of sex on her, and I was sure Elisa would be able to smell it. They then went to the couch in the living room to watch the morning news while ate a bagel in the kitchen. They were speaking very quietly to each other, I wanted to believe it was just idle gossip but instead I was convinced that they were talking about me. And I was convinced that my mother had told Elisa about our relationship. It made me very nervous at first but I trusted that Elisa didn’t really think it was wrong and that she would never tell anyone. After Elisa left I went to the back house and it had no sign of anyone staying there. I went through all the guest rooms in the house and all seemed untouched, but upon further investigation one of the rooms had a phone charger that was neither me nor was it my mothers. I wasn’t sure if it was Elisa’s but I assumed it was hers as she was the only guest I knew we’ve had. This room was also down the hall from my mothers room. At this point I was 99% sure Elisa knew about our relationship and that my mother had told her about it.

Eventually that day we went to the gym. My mom was wearing a tank top and yoga pants. Her tank top revealing a lot of cleavage as always. During the drive to the gym I confronted my mother about Elisa and she fervently denied at it first, but I kept pushing. She then told me that even if Elisa knew, Elisa would never tell anyone. I asked why, and she told me Elisa had confided in her that she was sexually attracted to her son. I took this as an admission of guilt on my mother’s part, but after thinking about it I figured it wasn’t that bad, and that it is great that my mother has such a close friend that she could tell her secrets too.

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