Mom Found My Stories

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Author's Note

Hello, readers! This is a single-chapter story. Hope you enjoy it!

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I am sitting in class in my first year of college when I received a notification on my phone. I looked at it and it said a file was changed on my computer. I have my computer back up everything to the cloud and it tells me when it's completed. It will also auto-update any file I change. Today, I didn't run a backup, though. I can access my computer from my phone, so I connect to it. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was one of the incest stories I am writing. I have been writing them for years, but just recently been posting them online. I must have left it up. Wait... that means... Mom is on my computer. She usually uses the spacebar to wake up computers, which explains the change. I quickly loaded up my webcam and saw my Mom, wide-eyed with a hand over her mouth. SHE WAS READING IT! I start to panic. I'm sure at any moment she would get angry and rush out of the room.

I watch for a few minutes, not paying any attention in class at this point, she is still reading. Only now her hand moved to the top part of her chest, right below the neck. She is gently rubbing side to side. Is she... enjoying it? How? It's a Mother-and-Son incest story. There's no way she would be enjoying that... right? Most even use her name, Linda. This was one of them. What am I going to do? This is my last class for the day. I'm still watching her to see what she is going to do. She is very flushed. She suddenly stands up and leaves the room in a rush. At least she stopped and didn't find the folder that I have my stories in. She didn't read this one in its entirety. What am I going to do? Fuck!

I drive home slower than normal, it's only a 15-minute drive between home and school. I maybe added 10-minutes. I sigh as I pull into the driveway. Better get this over with. I get out of the car and walk to the front door. I take a deep breath and enter.

"Mom, I'm home." I notice she is in the kitchen, doing the dishes.

"Welcome home, Eric. How was school?" She asked like it was just any other day. Was she not mad?

"It was ok, for some reason, it was hard to focus," I answered.

"We all have off days. Oh, by the way, I had to use your computer today." Oh boy, here it comes. "Mine didn't want to turn on, so if you could look at it for me, that would be great." That was it? She was acting normal.

"Sure, Mom. I'll look at it after I grab a snack."

"Thanks a bunch." Maybe she enjoyed reading it... bah, no way. She just doesn't want to embarrass me. After all, she raised me all alone. She probably figured it would drive me out of the house if she brought it up.

I grabbed some snacks and headed towards Mom's room to look at her computer. I push the power button and... nothing happens. No lights or sounds, Shit. The power supply must have died, I'll order a new one on my computer. I went back to the kitchen to tell Mom about it.

"Well, at least it's an easy fix for you. I'll just have to use your computer till then. When will it come?" She asked.

"I won't know till I order it, which I will do right now. Love you." I went to leave but she stopped me.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked at her, thinking. "You didn't give me a kiss yet!" She said with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, sorry." I walked up to her, "Have a lot on my mind." Kissing her cheek, she smiled.

"That's better," She said with a smile and went back to filling up the dishwasher.

I made my way to my room and sat at my computer. I moved the mouse to wake it up and the story was still up. Right, she left it open. I quickly close it. I order a new power supply that will come in 4 days. Now, since she will be using my computer for a few days I need to remember to close anything before I leave and clear my browser history. I sigh again, I couldn't believe the one time I forgot to close one, Mom just had to use my computer, oh well. At least she didn't bring it up.

The rest of the day was like any other day, Mom made no hint of what she found and didn't act any different. If I don't leave another one open again, this can all just go away.

The next day I was at school again, and my phone pinged me again. I made it alert me when anyone was using my computer now. I loaded up the screen and camera at the same time to make sure I didn't leave anything up this time.

I was surprised to see Mom was just sitting there, looking at the screen, her eyes looking around the screen, looking for something. The Chrome icon is right there, you can't miss it. She then moves the mouse to the search bar and types in, "Mom." Oh my god... WHAT?!? I had to leave my class, I went to my car and sat in the back. It has tinted windows. By the time I got to the car and settled, she had found my folder. Oh hell... She must have wanted to see if there was more before confronting me about it. She was looking through the folder, clicking on a file called, "I Gave Mom A Massage." She started reading it. But her reaction was different than yesterday, she was more focused and... Wait... Did she... Did she just take off her shirt? And have no bra on?!

Now you may have guessed by now, but most of my stories are about Mom and Son incest. I've always had a thing for my Mom, she was my world growing up. She had me at 18, I don't know who my father is. She is beautiful, 5 foot 4 inches, with long brown hair, brown eyes that could have her get away with anything, very fit as she works out almost every day, mid-range C-cup I would guess, I never dared to look through her stuff.

Now here I am, looking at my Mom who is now topless at my computer. Reading an incest story that I wrote and her nipples are hard. I couldn't believe my eyes. I did what anyone else would do in my position, I hit record. I am fully hard at this point.

As she was reading she would be lightly touching her nipples. Her breathing got noticeably heavier. The part coming up is when the Mom and Son finally have sex after a long teasing massage. She stood up quickly and pulled down her shorts, then thong. Thong? Nice! I noticed she had a neatly trimmed bush before sitting back down naked in my chair! I couldn't see below her stomach because the desk was in the way. I had my phone muted up till this point, but I turned it up so I could hear. She put one leg up on my desk and moved one hand down and one hand back to her tit. She was pinching and pulling on her nipples, moaning and cooing. She must have been really wet because I could hear her fingers going in and out of her.

"Oh my god, I should not be doing this in his room." Mom said in a whisper.

I never would have thought that she would do something like this. She was always a loving and caring Mother, but right now she is the sexiest Mother in the world. I was so hard, but I did not want to get caught jerking it in the parking lot, so I just held back the urge. I'll deal with it later.

"OH OH OH! Fuck! I am going to cum!" She let out a screaming moan, tensing up. I thought I would cream my pants just hearing her. She then went limp in my chair, trying to catch her breath.

"OH NO!" She said suddenly, "I came all over his chair, fuck!" She got up, she was very wobbly leaning against the wall as she walked. She left the room but came back a minute later with some towels.

"What am I going to do? It's everywhere, and the smell of me is everywhere. God, why didn't I control myself." She seemed guilty, I didn't want her to feel guilty. She was reading a story I wrote. Wait... maybe she doesn't know I wrote them? That she thinks I just saved them?

"There, I think that's pretty good," Mom leaned down and sniffed the chair, "As long as he doesn't have the urge to sniff his chair, it will be fine. I'll just say I spilled a drink if he asks." She then picks up her discarded clothes and left my room again. I stopped recording.

I just sat in my car, stunned. I just watched my Mom masturbate, in my room, on my chair. I don't know how long I was sitting there, but I looked at my watch and classes were over. "Fuck," I say aloud, guess I better go home.

I don't remember driving home or pulling into the driveway. I was in a fog. I didn't know what to make of all this.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

I jumped and look to my left. Mom was there with a worried look on her face. I got out of the car and she hugged me.

"Is everything ok? You have been sitting in the car for almost 20 minutes." She looked concerned.

I sigh and say, "I am fine, Mom. College is just more stressful than I thought it would be." I had to lie at this point. She was still hugging me, I started to get hard.

"Oh, don't push yourself too hard. You can always stay home a day to recover." She said looking into my eyes to make sure I was ok.

"I will see how I feel in the morning," I say, "The weekend is after tomorrow anyway."

"Let's go inside, I'll make you some food." I nodded and we made our way inside.

"Sit on the couch and relax." Mom said as we got inside. I did as Mom went to the kitchen.

Mom came back with a sandwich and some chips and put it on the coffee table. She motioned me to eat, so I ate a few bites and leaned back against the couch.

"You know you can tell me anything." She still has a worried look.

"I know, Mom, I'm just tired."

"I have an idea," Mom said, "How about you go shower and when you're done I'll give you a massage to help you relax, it always helped in high school."

"I guess that would be ok," I say, thinking about it.

"Good," kissing me on the cheek, "Go shower and come back to the couch." She went to do her normal things.

I make my way to my bedroom and closed the door. Then, I saw my chair. The chair my Mom masturbated in earlier today. I went over to it, I did see some stains, she didn't get all of it. Shou... Should I smell it? Looking at the chair, I couldn't help it, I bent down and put my nose close to the edge of the seat, and inhaled. I could smell Mom's pussy. It made me shiver slightly. It smells intoxicating. I quickly stand straight, shake my head, and go shower in my bathroom. I took a cold shower, for many reasons, dried off, and put on something comfortable. I was starting to second guess the massage, after what I saw today there is no way I won't get hard. But I went back to the couch anyway.

"Perfect timing, I just finished up. I'll go change, you go lay down on the couch." I nodded and went to the couch to lie down.

The couch is comfy at least. A few moments later I heard her come back. I have my head in the pillow so I just wait for her to start rubbing. She surprised me by sitting on my legs, she usually just kneels on the floor.

"I'm not too heavy for your legs am I?" Mom asked.

"You're perfect," I answer without thinking.

"Good! I feel I can do a better job this way." As she starts rubbing my back.

For a while, I just enjoy the massage. She always did give good ones. But, the inevitable happened, I started to get hard. I was face down, but still.

"This would feel better if you took off your shirt." Mom said. I opened my eyes wide even though my head was buried in the pillow. She didn't wait for an answer, she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and started to lift it. I slightly lifted here and there till my shirt was off.

"Mmmm," Came out of me as soon as her hands her on my bare back.

"Isn't that better?" Mom asked, but I didn't respond, it just made me harder. She worked on my back for a while. It felt really good. Her hands touching my back gave me shivers. Sometimes she would just use her nails lightly, I liked when she did that.

"Ok, time for the legs," She said as she got up, "Lift the legs," I did, she sat down and pulled my legs down on her lap. I felt tugging at my waistband. "These have to go if I'm going to do a good job." I sighed and lifted to help her, now all I have on is my boxer briefs. At least I am on my stomach.

She was doing a really good job, I almost fell asleep when I felt her hand get extremely close to my balls. She was doing my inner thighs. I sigh again. God, her hands feel so good. Many times I was hoping she would go further, but I was just kidding myself. She would never do that.

"Ok, time to flip." Nope not going to happen right now.

"That's not necessary, I feel really good now."

"I can't get the other side of your legs like this."

"I just said it's fine, Mom." I quickly got up and left for my room.

When I was in my room I realized I had almost nothing on, so I got dressed and sat at my computer. No way could I let her know I was getting hard from all that. My heart was still beating very fast.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"Come in!" Why did I say that, I should have pretended to be in the bathroom.

"I just wanted to make sure you were ok, you left in a rush."

"I'm fine, Mom... I just have some papers to write for school." She came over and hugged me.

"Don't let it stress you out too much." She kissed my cheek and left my room. I looked at her ass as she left.

The rest of the day was pretty normal. I was still out of sorts, so during dinner, I told Mom I would skip school tomorrow.

"That sounds like a great idea. You need to de-stress a little." We finished dinner and I went back to my room to chill before bed. I say chill, but I worked on some school stuff and some... "Other" stuff, then headed to bed. Then I had an idea, something for Mom to find if she went searching for my stories again. I got up and went to the computer again, I made a confession document that would be first in the folder. I won't ever be able to say how I feel about her out loud, so maybe if she reads it I can gauge her reaction.

I woke up to the smell of food cooking. I got up and dressed, then went to the kitchen.

"I made breakfast since you were going to be here for once."

"Yeah, the one class is so early. Smells really good."

"Hope you enjoy! Look... you eat up, I need to use your computer for a bit. Is that ok?"

I hesitated, "Sure, go ahead."

"Great," She gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Might take awhile, I'm buying stuff so just do whatever for a bit."

"Ok, Mom." I started to eat as she left, the food is really good. My phone alerted me, duh, of course it did. I didn't turn that off yet. I sigh, I couldn't resist looking. I held my breath... she was actually buying stuff. I exhaled, thank god. She wouldn't look while I was home.

I turned it off and finished my food. I filled the dishwasher and ran it. Now what to do? I can't use my computer right now. Maybe... maybe I'll look again? I was too curious not to. I opened the app on my phone and I was shocked. She has my confession document up! I started to sweat, how was she going to take this? Basically, it says that I have always been in love with her but would never have the courage to tell her. So I write these stories while thinking it's us.

I was staring at the screen, fidgeting, not knowing how this was going to go. She may have just thought of it as a kink before, not being how I really felt. She must have read it multiple times, It wasn't that long. I guess she was making sure what it says. She closed it and closed the folder. She sat there just looking at the screen. She shook her head and went back on Amazon. Crap, I don't know what to make of that. I had to lie down, I didn't want to go into my room right now so I just went to the couch. I must have dozed off, the next thing I know Mom is waking me up.

"Hey there sleepyhead. I wanted to let you know that I am done using your computer."

"Cool, I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"That's ok, you seem to need the rest. Do you want me to give you another massage?" Oh boy.

"Sure, I guess."

"Good, this time you should be on your bed. There's more room and some parts will be easier with all that room. The couch is too cramped."

"Ok," I say as I started to get up.

"Oh and just be in your underwear, everything else just gets in the way." I nodded as I make my way to my room. I was still half asleep from my nap, I just took off my clothes and laid face down. I heard my door open a few minutes later.

"OH MY! I guess that's ok too." Mom said but I was confused.

"What Mom?"

"Oh... nothing" I heard her shuffling around and getting on the bed. "I still feel like I did your back the best when I was on your legs, is that ok?"

"Yeah, sure." She got up on my legs and scooted forward. Something felt different, I feel her bare legs this time as she starts to rub my back.

"You know, Eric..."

"Yes?"

"Well... how do I put this... you took everything off."

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

"Well, I'm looking at your naked ass." My eyes shot open, oh no, when I took off my clothes I must have grabbed my underwear too.

"Shit, I'm sorry Mom. Let me put some on." I went to get up, but she stopped me.

"No, baby! It's ok, I was just shocked when I first came in. Not like I haven't seen you naked before."

"That was a long time ago, Mom."

"A butt is still a butt." She said and then smacked my butt.

"Hey now!"

"What?"

"That's not rubbing."

"Hmmm, I guess not." She lowered her head next to mine, "I'll only rub from now on." What was I feeling on my back? She sat back up and started rubbing me again. She was doing more than last time, doing my sides, reaching around to my stomach and chest, and sometimes over my butt. She came very close to my hard-on when she was doing my stomach, I think I inhaled quickly at that. She shifted slightly to where she was straddling one leg... then I felt something... something was definitely different. There was a wetness on my leg.

"Did you put something on my leg?" I ask her.

"I don't know what you mean." She leaned down again, her head next to mine, and whispered, "Do you not like my pussy juice on your leg, baby?" Before I could answer, she reached around me and grabbed my dick. "I saw those stories and that secret confession on your computer." That's her tits on my back, and her wet pussy in my leg!

"Ohhh fuck!" I groaned.

"I have a confession too." She started to slowly stroke me. "I masturbated in your chair yesterday." Holy shit! She admitted it! "I also fully shaved, just for you."

"Oh my god!" I say without really meaning too. The story she was reading had her pussy fully shaved. I don't mind either way, but the fact that she did it for me made me shiver.

"Now, how about you turn over so I can see if you are the size you say you are in those stories you write, you feel big but I need to make sure."

A grunt was all I could muster, my heart felt like It is going to explode. I closed my eyes and turned over.

"My my my... You sure weren't lying. Looks about 8 inches to me and very thick." I felt her straddle my legs again, but this time she was holding my dick against her.

"I have to be dreaming."

"If you open your eyes, you will see you are not dreaming." I slowly open my eyes to see my Mother completely naked. God, she looks so sexy.

"Holy fuck! It's real and you are so gorgeous!" I wanted to touch her so badly.

"Yes, this is real! And so is this!" She lifted up over my dick and lowered until the head of my dick is in her. "Uff... Ohhh... Big..." She closed her eyes and her mouth fell open.

"Before this continues, I have another confession." Her eyes opened and looked at me intensely. "I saw you masturbating on my chair, I could see from my phone..." Her eyes went wide, I didn't know what she would do.

"You saw?"

"Everything, and I recorded it."

I don't know how long we stared at each other, felt like forever. She started to tremble, I thought she was having a hard time keeping the position or that she is second-guessing what is happening. Turns out it was neither.

"OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THAT!" She suddenly yells and I felt wetness gush out of her. "It's making me cum!!" She starts to shake and her body slouches, but in doing so, she became fully penetrated by my dick. "FUCK!" She screamed and way more juices came out of her. Her juices were all over me and the bed. She didn't squirt, it was just a lot. She fell over on top of me breathing heavily.