My Darkest Desires by James Thomas (historical books to read TXT) 📕

I was on my own now. I had a job and my own apartment. My mom would call me up and ask me to visit her when she was lonely. For reasons i could never understand, she decided not to find another man to replace my father. Mom was still in her mid forties and I thought she was attractive. I know a son shouldn't be checking out his mom but I couldn't help it.

I didn't have a girlfriend at that time and my mom seemed to like showing off her body. She had big breasts and was generally shapely. Sometimes I would fantasize about what she looked like without her clothes on. I stopped over one Saturday after I received her phone call. When I got there, guess who was wearing a tight shirt and pants? That’s right, my mom. I tried not to be obvious as I looked at her.

Mom seemed to be upset like she had been crying.

"I still get lonely being by myself," she told me.

When I asked her why she didn't go on any dates she replied that no one was interested in her. I found that hard to believe. Mom was standing there in the kitchen. I went over and placed my hands on her shoulders. I could smell the perfume she was wearing.

"I don't know what I would do without you Josh," she told me.

We were so damn close to each other. Maybe I just lost my willpower. I leaned in and kissed my mother on the mouth. I could she she was taken by surprise. I guess it was my turn to be shocked. Mom placed her hands on my waist and we had a more intense kiss. From there it started to get crazy. I brought my hands to her shirt and I squeezed her breasts.

Mom moved her hands down to my belt buckle. She unfastened it and pushed my pants and underwear down to the floor. My dick had become semi-erect by now. Mom gazed down and got a good look at my cock. I didn't have to tell her a thing. She knelt before me and took it in one of her hands. She wrapped her lips around me and took me into her mouth as far back as she was able.

I placed a hand on the back of her head. I didn't even have to urge her. Mom slid all the way down my shaft, right down to the root. It had been such a long time since anyone had given me head. Mom seemed like she needed this worse than I did. Her head bobbed up and down my fat rod. I was completely hard in just a few minutes time.

I couldn't let this go as just a blowjob. I pulled my mom up from the floor. I walked her back to her bedroom and I removed her clothes. Her breasts looked like they belonged to a woman in her twenties. I had her lie back on the mattress. I parted her thighs and I lowered my face. I slid my tongue up and down her slit. Mom cried out as I licked her pussy.

I used my tongue as well as my fingers. I pushed two digits into her slippery wet hole. I thought she was going to explode right there. I finally pulled back and got to my knees.

"Please Josh, I need you," Mom pleaded with me.

I guided my mushroom to her opening and I entered her greedy hole. Mom let out this loud moan. I pushed completely into her body. I rested my cock inside her as my mother used her muscles to grab at my dick. She couldn't fool me, she needed my cock badly. I began to stroke her pussy. Mom wrapped her legs around me and she held on as I pounded her wet tunnel.

I couldn't believe that this was actually happening. My Mom was acting like this horny slut who had to have her son using her pussy. And use it I did. My balls were hitting her bottom every time I entered her. Mom had her head rolled back as she took my cock deep into her body. I know we were getting loud there on her bed.

I eventually flipped my mother onto her hands and knees. I entered her from behind and went deep.

"Don't pull out!" She urged me.

I wasn't using a condom and I sure didn't like the idea of pulling out. As time progressed I felt myself getting close. I wanted my Mom to have my love offering. Finally I sent some jets of my cream deep into her passage. Mom's body stiffened as she took my cream deep in her pussy. I had a large load to give to my Mom that day. I envisioned coating her pussy walls and her eggs with my cum.

It took almost ten minutes before I was empty. I pulled out and looked to see my seed come pouring out of my Mom's body. Mom's body shook from the fucking she had just taken. We both collapsed onto the bed and we held each other.

"Thank you for that. I don't regret anything that we did," she told me.

I didn't regret it either. As a matter of fact, I was already thinking about the next time we could repeat this. I ended up staying the night with Mom. The next morning she made me hard with her mouth one more time. Mom mounted my staff and she lowered her body onto mine. I grasped her tits with my hands and I milked her big boobs. Mom loved having her chest played with. Her nipples became like hard pebbles.

Much to my surprise I gave Mom another load of my creamy milk. She took every drop of my seed before we were all finished. We made a pact there in bed. We would be lovers from here on in. I started spending most of my evenings in Mom's pussy. She couldn't seem to get enough cock from me.

We even discussed a forbidden subject. I would tell my mother that I would coat her fertile eggs with my cum. This made my Mom go crazy with lust.

"Yes Josh, I want a big belly!" She would plead with me.

She had been taking birth control pills all this time but she soon stopped. I know how wild it all seems but I want to see my mother's body being impregnated by me. I know Mom gets wild in bed when we have sex talk about making babies. Hopefully in the next few months she will begin to show from all our activities in bed.

The knock on the door came as a surprise at first, but then I remembered that we had asked that Lilly come and look after the kids while my wife and I went out for a work function dinner and drinks.

As Angela, my wife, was still in the en-suite blow-drying her hair, I jumped up off the couch expecting to open the door to who I thought would be the awkward, shy young girl whose family had lived directly across from us for as long as I could recall. Instead, when I casually opened the front door, I received quite a surprise.

Replacing my mental image of a short, scruffy brown-haired girl with braces was the now very grown up Lilly. While still shorter than my 5 ft 9, she was clearly taller than I recalled. However, it wasn't her height that caught my attention. It was a warm afternoon so she was dressed for comfort with cute blue shorts made from a very thin fabric, revealing the outline of darker underwear. She also had on a very bright yellow top, which highlighted the perfect set of very ample breasts that defied gravity and hugged her cotton tee tightly.

I had only a second to make this observation when I was met with yet another surprise. No sooner had I fully opened the front door when Lilly beamed at me with a big smile and stepped inside with an enthusiastic hug. "Hi Mr. Andrews," she said, still beaming. At that point, Lilly perhaps realized that pressing herself against me so enthusiastically may have been just a bit too friendly. She she took half a step back and reset herself, her eyes darting to the ground.

I took this opportunity to quickly look her over head to toe. Her hair was quite long and neat and was tied back in a ponytail that hung forward over her shoulder. Under her well-developed breasts that surprised me, I noticed that her frame was otherwise quite thin but filled out in all the right places. She was, dare I say, a perfect 10...and lucky for me was now 18 years old.

Before I could say a word Angela appeared from the bedroom en-suite , still wrapped in a towel, and greeted Lilly with a smile. "'Come on in Lilly, you're just in time. We're heading off in 5 minutes. Just make yourself at home". Lilly did just that, regaining her earlier excitement, skipping forward into the house to see the kids. I paused a moment before closing the front door to watch her skipping along, with those wonderful breasts bouncing as she went.

For a teenager, it was an easy gig for easy money. Basically Lilly just had to hang out with the kids for an hour, tuck them into bed, and then watch TV until we got home. After Angela gave Lilly her instructions for the evening, we headed out for dinner and drinks.

It was a work related function so the next few hours went quite slowly and I found myself reflecting on that friendly hug that Lilly had given me when I opened the door for her earlier that evening. Her young, full and firm breasts felt wonderful for that brief moment when she said hello and pressed against me, but I imagined that they would feel even better in my hands. Of course that could never happen. I'm sure that by now Lilly would have a boyfriend and would not be seeking out the attention of someone old enough to be her father, but at least it was a thought that I could carry with me when I fucked my wife after we got home.

As expected, I found Lilly plonked down on the couch watching TV with the kids having gone to bed upstairs hours ago. Once again I was met with that lovely beaming smile from earlier. "Oh hey Mr. Andrews, how was your night?" she said, jumping up from the couch. But she was just a bit too chirpy, I thought, and I detected that she was slurring her words a little. As if she saw me processing the situation, once again her eyes went to the floor and the smile receded. "So, where's Mrs. Andrews?" she said as if trying to divert my attention from my current thoughts.

"She had a pretty big night and went straight to bed, and it looks like perhaps you've been doing the same," I said, as I fished a vodka-mixed cocktail bottle out from behind one of the cushions on the couch and held it up to her