When I was 24 I already had a strong career, and was a strapping young executive. I had a good income and a lovely girlfriend and many things going my way.
I did feel sexually unfulfilled. My gf at the time was somewhat prudish. She took to sex begrudgingly and did not have the perverted streak I did. She was a soft 20 something girl of 5'7 with d cup breasts, long red hair and an enormous, fat, round ass she would let me ejaculate into, unprotected, during sex. So many times I emptied my balls strong into her chubby butt, always staying deep til the twitches in my nuts stopped and the last of my squirts were pumped wickedly up her constricting asshole.
Still I had a need she couldn't fulfill..
I had an attraction to my mother. She is a large breasted, brazen woman who always sun bathed in our backyard topless. Her milky, blue-veined tits fully coated in baby oil. One day home from college I spied on her cleaning the pool nude, and masturbate furiously over the vision. Searching her drawers, I would find nude Polaroids my father had taken of her, presenting unobstructed views of her massive chest, and up to that time it would be the best ejaculations of my life any time I was home alone with her photos. She was plump, pale, and had full, high-sitting breasts that everyone ogled. I pretended that I was touching her, suckling her, and finally penetrating my mother as I came and came throughout those sessions, moaning out for "Mom! Mom! Mooomm!!". I had many sexual outlets as a hormonal 18 year old, but nothing compared to the naughtiness of lubing up my heavy, bone-hard 8 inch cock and pumping my balls empty while staring directly at my own mom's heavy titties.
Home on holiday, I found the old tape of the movie Taboo in my parents things. They had only 2 or 3 pornos, but I knew what it was and I knew the kink would hold some special meaning for them. It was too niche. Either my father wanted her to pretend to be his mother, or she wanted him to pretend to be me.
Either way, she was mommy.
It was exhilarating to find. I watched it multiple times. My maternal desires in flame, I would shoot off as often as I could to the incest material at my disposal.
I would creep into the hall and listen to my parents fuck. I could never make out their whispers but no doubt could hear my father clearly cry out MOM!! MOM!!! MOM!!!! as he climaxed.
I knew that I had this secret fetish. Maybe my father did too. Maybe all guys did. I didn't know. I never actually saw the act but God, I imagined it.
About that time I discovered literotica incest stories and nothing on earth compared to the excitement of hearing about a son fully cumming inside his own mother.
I would spend most of my fantasies in that headspace, happily squirting powerful, kinky orgasms from my hormonal nuts. The volume of semen that pumped like an oilwell from my convulsing balls was otherworldly. I yearned to feel that oedipal release, and I still do. I know most guys will agree, but not admit, that there is a special intensity to orgasms when you picture your mom. You cum harder, you shoot more, and they are long lasting, blindingly-hard contractions from deep in your nuts, full of lust and shame. Almost no one gets to experience living out the fantasy.
