I was watching the 80’s incest porn classic Taboo. You know, the one where Kay Parker, the hot, older woman, has sex with her son. It was a Friday night, and no one was home. I dimmed the lights and stroked the growing bulge in my jeans in anticipation as the story heated up The son was watching breathlessly as his mother undressed and took the slowest, most sensual shower ever. Her big, full breasts pressed up against the shower door, and he could see her entire body – her smooth, soft skin, her dark, hairy pussy, and her gorgeous ass. Older woman or not, she was truly amazing. Her son was so turned on, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, and he began to stroke himself as he spied his mother from the doorway. Trembling, I freed myself from my pants and began to stroke my own erection.
The very erotic sight of beautiful Kay Parker’s naked body made me harder than I had ever been. The fact was, she looked a lot like my own mom. Big, full breasts, a pretty face, dark hair and a great body. I’d seen almost all of mom at one time or another by the pool. She looked amazing in a bikini. I knew she had a big, hairy muff because I could usually see some hair peeking out from her bikini bottoms. She also had some hair under her arms, which I secretly found a total turn-on. Mom had been a free spirit growing up in the 70s.
In the video, the mother sneaks into her son’s bedroom later that night and goes down on him with reckless abandon, taking her son’s cock in her mouth like it was a cocaine-laced lollipop. It wouldn’t be long now… Just watching this gorgeous older woman wildly sucking her son’s cock and rubbing it between her big, natural breasts was just about all I could take. I kept picturing mom going down on me, using her breasts on me…Just a little more, I thought, as I stroked. I was so excited, I kicked my pants off, and they sailed across the room. I licked my hand and stroked and pulled my cock for all it was worth. I got caught up in the heat of the moment and started panting and shouting.
“Oh, yeah, mom. Suck it! Suck me, mom! Oh, mommmm…”
The door opened as I shouted. The living room light switched on, and there she was.
Mom's cheeks were flushed. She took a deep breath, ran her hand through her dark brown hair and sighed as she stared me up and down.
The tape was still playing in the background: "OH, YES, MOM, FUCK ME! OH, MOM!"
Too late, I fumbled for the remote, my pants rumpled on the floor just out of reach. Although it seemed like forever, it couldn't have been more than a few seconds. I finally hit OFF and the TV went black. Mom stared at me, swallowed, and then blinked a few times.
"Sorry Mom, I didn’t -"
"I don't even want to hear it. Let me get your pants. Once I leave, we'll just pretend that this never happened."
"Sorry, Mom."
Mom walked across the room and leaned over to get my rumpled, inside-out pants off the floor. I felt myself twitch and hoped she would hurry, before I grew excited again.
Mom reached over the couch, displaying more than a little cleavage, and as she stretched, I thought I saw her bush peeking through her panties. I felt my cock twitch and throb.
This couldn't be happening. Not here, not now!
Mom grabbed my pants, stood up and turned around. She looked down at my lap, and there was no way for me to hide what was happening; I was getting hard again. I looked away, and then back, but she kept her eyes glued to my cock. I started growing faster, and harder; twitching as the blood rushed in.
Mom's face turned bright red and she swallowed, catching her breath as her eyes gazed slowly back up my body, into my eyes. We locked gazes for at least a minute, and then Mom walked slowly behind me. I could hear her breathing, and I felt her close to the back of my neck. I waited for her to leave so I could escape away from my embarrassment.
"Shhh, it's O.K. You just saw a little too much of me when I bent over, that's all."
I swallowed hard, waiting.
"Did you like what you saw?” Mom asked. "Did I make you hard like that?"
I couldn't breathe. I felt her lips brush against the back of my neck, and I wanted to run my hands over every inch of her body; her shoulders, her breasts that I suckled as a child, her belly, and her dark, wet pussy. I mean, the movie was, well, just a movie. I knew it was wrong to actually act on such thoughts and feelings, but all I wanted was to rub my throbbing cock all over her. I wanted Mom to take my cock into her mouth, get it all warm and wet with her saliva, and then take it between her huge, trembling breasts. I wanted to taste Mom's pussy, and plunge my cock deep inside her womb.
Mom came around to face me.
"I saw Taboo with your father at an X-Rated movie theater years ago. I got so turned on by the fact that the mother sleeps with her son that I thought about it for days, weeks, and years after. Sometimes by the pool, I still get that Taboo feeling when you look at my body…”
As she said this, Mom's lips lightly grazed my ear. I moaned, as my cock jumped and a large drop glistened at the tip.
"Do you want to be like the mother and son in the movie?" she whispered.
"Yesss..." I gasped.
My cock leapt at her words, and the fact that she was now running her lips down my neck and onto my shoulders. Mom leaned in and kissed me full on the lips. She forced her wet tongue into my mouth, and began to unfasten her dress.
"Do you want to see more of me?"
"Uh huh," I mumbled and nodded.
Mom moved her shoulders, bunching them forward and back. She leaned forward, and offered me a glimpse of her cleavage. I could plainly see her breasts held in by her bra, as she ran her hands along her body. Mom stepped back, reached behind her and turned around while working her arms. A moment later, she turned back, pulling her bra out of her dress. Mom draped her bra around my shoulders and walked back before me. I watched as Mom reached under the top of her dress and lifted out a massive breast. She leaned down towards me as she pinched her large, dark nipple playfully, and traced a circle along her large, dark areola.
"Do you want this?" she asked.
I nodded, eyes as wide as saucers.
Mom slowly lowered her massive breast towards my face. I watched as her gloriously erect nipple grew larger as it approached my open mouth. Her boob was so warm and soft, that I wondered if I was remembering being a baby, as the weight of her breast pressed into my face. Mom was moaning as I sucked harder, pulling more of her into my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my lips and tongue until she started trembling. I let Mom's breast gently rub my lips, and I kissed her nipple, feeling the small, hard bumps around it. She smelled and tasted so good! Mom pulled my head in toward her chest, and began stroking my hair, cooing softly.
"Mmmm. You feel so good," she whispered.
