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Mom Cleans House

Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male / Older Female, Mature, Teen Male / Female, Author: eroticbeing, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

Instantly I felt her nipple harden as my palm softly rubbed against it. Suddenly she placed her hands against my chest and pushed me away. Her eyes wide with fright and what looked to me like lust. "Oh God, what are we doing. This is so wrong," she blurted out, before jumping off the couch and running to the bedroom. Dumfounded, I just sat there. I couldn't believe that I had made a move on my own mother. Was I some sick twisted pervert I wondered? A few minutes of reflecting on this thought gave me no answers, so I decided to go to bed and pray that tomorrow would be better. I was stretched out on the office couch for ten minutes or so when I heard the shower turn on. The first thing that popped into my head was that Mom was trying to wash my filth off her. The shower didn't last long; I heard her leave and then the sound of the bedroom door being gently closed. I lay there for another ten minutes before making up my mind to go and apologize. Reaching the bedroom door, I was just about to knock when I heard a humming sound coming from her room. Putting my ear against the door I could barely hear her soft whispers. "Yes, yes, ohhh shit, yes," I heard, followed by, " OOOHHH... GOD...TOM!" Did she just call my name while getting off on that toy of hers? Shock gave way to immense arousal. My cock expanded in my jeans as I rushed to the bathroom, dropped my pants and boxers, then furiously stroked my hardness to a knee shaking orgasm. It was only after the euphoria had started ... to fade that an idea dawned on me. She could have been calling my Dad's name, not mine. Drained, I went to bed for what turned out to be a long and restless night. Sunday morning I found Mom sitting at the dining table, wearing my robe, with her hands wrapped around her cup of coffee. I made one for myself and sat down across from her. She just stared down absently into her cup but I could see she was nervous. I knew I should say something but didn't know what. Seriously, how do you apologize to your mother for accidentally shoving your dick in her, and then coming on to her later? I didn't have a clue. We sat in silence for a while then she looked up at me. My heart sank when I saw the sadness in her eyes and the worried look on her face. When she began to talk I could hear the reluctance in her voice. "I want to apologize for what happened yesterday. If I hadn't been on that stool..." she left the rest unsaid. Reaching across the table I took one of her hands in mine. "You have nothing to apologize for, Mom. If I hadn't been acting like a complete perv by staring up your slip, things wouldn't have ended like they did," I tried to reason. "But they did end like they did, and I'm so ashamed of it," she said, almost in tears. Confused I asked, "What do you have to be ashamed of?" "The fact that I couldn't control myself," she answered, leaving me even more confused than before. "I'm sorry Mom, I'm not following what you're trying to say." "Oh baby, its just when you were in me, ...