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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

romance movie came on shortly after we ate and Mom scooted against me, held onto my bicep with one hand while sipping her wine with the other. As she watched the movie a dreamy look came over her face, all the while I could feel the soft warmth of her breast pressed into my arm. "So, is my being here going to create problems with your love life," she suddenly asked. "No Mom," I laughed. "My love life is far and few between at the moment." "I know what you mean," she mumbled. "What do you mean," I asked, turning to look her in the face. "Oh. I didn't think you could hear me," she answered. "You and Dad doing okay," I persisted. "Yeah, we're okay. It's just..." "Tell me Mom," I implored her. "Oh honey, I don't feel right talking about this with my son." Turning enough to face her, I took her hand in mine and said, "Because I am your son, you can tell me anything." Her eyes started to mist a little and I could tell she was uncomfortable, but I could also tell she wanted to get it off her chest. "You remember your Dad had that minor heart attack four years ago?" Concern must have been evident in my eyes. "Don't worry, he's fine," she said, patting my hand. "Then what Mom," I asked. "Well, since then he's had a little trouble...performing," she stammered. "Performing what," I said like an idiot. "In the bedroom," she blurted out. "Oh. OOHHH," I managed to say. "Exactly," she replied. "Are you telling me that you and Dad haven't," I left it unfinished. "The doctor says it has ... something to do with blood flow. Not enough getting where it needs to be, or something like that." "Four years? You haven't had sex in four years?" I asked. "Tommy Cooper! That is none of your business," she replied sternly, but with a small smile on her lips. "God, I'm sorry Mom. I don't think I could go that long without," I said. "Yeah well, things happen," she replied before snuggling back up to me. We finished the current movie, the bottle of wine, and watched a couple sit-coms before mom said she was going to bed. I told her goodnight but stayed on the couch for a while longer before heading to the office to get some sleep. I lay there wondering why I was having sexual thoughts about my own mother. In the past I never really did, it had just been the thrill of seeing a woman's parts that had got my motor running. It could have been any woman. But now I wasn't so sure as I drifted off toward dreamland. Right before I fell asleep I thought I heard a humming noise. Normally I sleep in the buff, but since Mom was here, I slept in my baggy sweats. Getting up I padded barefoot to the kitchen, letting my morning wood lead the way while rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My dick felt harder than normal this morning, probably due to the extremely erotic dreams that plagued me most of the night. Looking down and still trying to get my eyes to focus, I was surprised when I almost ran into the stool I had placed in front of the counter. My surprise turned into shock when I saw Mom at the ...