Modern Mom

When I was young, I often fantasized about having sex with my mother. She became pregnant with me at 17, but she was always so beautiful and charming. Even as an adult, this dream lingered in my heart, indelible. My father passed away when I was 34, but my mother, with her mature charm, remained captivating. After a period of healing from the grief, my mother slowly stood up again and faced life. Although she is 52 years old, she is still charming and attractive, so many men compete to date and pursue her. I think my mother is more beautiful and charming now than she was 20 years ago. She has long, shoulder-length black hair, is about 5.5 feet tall, and always dresses herself neatly and beautifully. I guess her bust size is about 36, not particularly large, but very sexy in proportion to her figure. I glimpsed my mother's breasts a couple of times when I was a child, and the image was so alluring and exciting that it remains vivid in my memory to this day. Thirteen years ago, I moved from my home in New York to Florida for business. After a period of hard work, I finally made my business quite successful. Because of my busy work schedule, I had very little free time, and my desire to have sex with my mother gradually faded and became hazy. One evening, my mother called me: "Son! Can I come stay with you for a few weeks? I want a change of scenery, to relax in Florida!" "Of course, Mom! This is what I've always dreamed of!" When I picked her up at the airport, we hugged tightly. I said, "Mom! You look great." My mother smiled slightly, and it was this smile that dispelled the shadow in my heart, a smile etched by the sorrow and grief on my mother's face when my father passed away. At the same time, it reawakened my dormant sexual fantasies. On the drive back to my home on the East Coast, scenes from the past flashed before my eyes. Mother and son had a brief conversation, rekindling many past memories. Mom asked, "How's your girlfriend Connie? When are you getting married?" "Connie and I broke up a few weeks ago. As for marriage, I won't consider it anytime soon." After dinner, I led Mom to her room. Exhausted from the journey, Mom kissed me goodnight and prepared to go to bed. I went back to my room, took off my clothes, and lay down on the bed, wanting to sleep. But the thought of Mom lying in the next room immediately made me hot all over, my penis hard, and my whole body throbbed with lust. I wanted to slip into the room, lie next to Mom, and make love to her fiercely. The ancient lust of defiling my mother was awakened again, several times stronger than before. Unable to do anything else, I could only think of Mom while masturbating, ejaculating twice before finally falling asleep thinking of Mom. The next two days were uneventful; I went to work, and my mother either went swimming or shopping. By the third day, she had a deep tan, which actually made her look more beautiful. We had two casual conversations during this time, but we didn't touch on anything sexual. My lust for my mother grew stronger and stronger. I knew clearly that if I wanted to rape her, I had to succeed during her visit, otherwise the opportunity would be fleeting and difficult to regain later. I work in publishing, so I had a high-performance computer at home to continue working from home. One night, after my mother went to bed, I sat down at the computer, took two photos of her, and scanned them into the computer. Then I downloaded some erotic photos from the internet, used Photoshop to replace my mother's face with hers, and it looked so real that I couldn't help but feel lustful. I also found photos of two people having sex, replaced my mother's and my faces with them, and it looked like a real mother and son having sex. The finished photos gave me an even greater shock. I took out my penis and sat down at the computer, staring at the photos on the screen and fantasizing while masturbating. From then on, whenever I had free time, I would create nude photos of my mother and collect them. I'm so grateful for Photoshop; no one could tell the photos were photoshopped. My mother, seeing me working on the computer (not creating nude photos, of course), expressed her interest in using computers. On my day off, she asked me to teach her how to use a computer, and I readily agreed. What she said surprised me greatly, as she talked at length about the internet, telling me she was very curious about cyberspace and longed to learn how to navigate it freely. What a "modern mom," so interested in computers and the internet! My mother asked me, "Are there really a lot of porn sites online, full of erotic descriptions?" "Um…sigh…" I was a little shocked and couldn't answer for a moment. Taking a breath, I smiled and replied, "Yes, actually, not just a lot, it's practically unlimited!" "I've wanted to learn how to use it for a long time," my mother told me. After a brief introduction, I had my mother sit in front of the computer and taught her the actual operating techniques and methods. My mother is still very quick-witted and learns very fast. She seemed very excited about it and immediately asked me to teach her how to access the internet. I explained it to her step by step, teaching her how to browse the internet, how to search websites, and how to download text and images. My mother seemed fascinated by the colorful world of the internet. She especially loved the chat rooms, where she could actually chat with real people instead of just facing a cold machine. When we visited an adult novel website, I felt a little uneasy, but my mother was relaxed and didn't seem to care at all. Finally, I taught my mother how to turn her computer on and off and told her that she could turn it on and browse the internet anytime she wanted. My mother asked some questions, and I explained them to her, teaching her how to access news groups and subscribe to channels. My mother was interested in some of the news groups and immediately started visiting a few. I then taught her how to send messages, and she showed great interest: "I never imagined the internet was so vast and interesting; it's really fascinating!" "I had to leave for a few hours, leaving Mom to play on the computer alone. As I walked towards the door, she didn't even move her head while playing. I said to her as I left, 'See you in a bit, Mom!' She was probably engrossed in her game; even when she heard me, her eyes didn't leave the screen. She replied, 'Goodbye, darling!' When I got home, Mom was sitting by the pool in a very sexy bikini, holding a glass of wine. She smiled at me and said, 'Come over here, son!' 'Come! Let's chat.' 'Okay, Mom! I'll go change into my swimsuit and be right back.' After changing, I sat down next to Mom. Seeing her brown, slender body filled me with envy, and lust unconsciously surged within me. My penis was so tight I almost ejaculated, so I quickly held my breath and tried to distract myself. 'Do you have anything interesting on your computer... um... oh... just pretend I'm talking nonsense.'" "I found something really interesting on the computer, and I was so scared I ran away as fast as I could," Mom said shyly. I was completely baffled, not knowing what she meant. Maybe it was something online, maybe she found the nude photos I had created; I couldn't be sure. "Hey," I thought, "Mom couldn't possibly have found those nude photos." Mom started telling me what she had read in online groups and asked me to teach her how to download pictures and text. I nodded without hesitation. Mom stood up from her chair, took my hand, and led me to the computer, saying, "I want to show you what I found." Mom's tone was very calm, so I thought it couldn't be that she had found those nude photos. But I was very wrong. Mom sat down at the computer, went straight to Photoshop, and showed me the photos of me raping her, questioning, "What is this, huh?" "Don't be angry, Mom!" I tried to calm her down: "I was just bored that day and made a little joke, that's all." "How could you do such a thing?" Mom asked. "I mean, we've never done this before, have we?" At this point, Mom couldn't help but laugh, and I laughed along with her, relieved. "Actually, using this program, Mom! It's really easy," I told her, briefly explaining the cutting and pasting techniques. "How interesting!" Mom replied. "But let's get back to this photo. Why did you do this?" "This… um… I think… Mom, we're adults. I think I can be honest with you, right, Mom?" I couldn't believe I was going to tell Mom I wanted to rape her. Mom nodded. I continued, "You know, when I was a teenager, I often fantasized about having an intimate relationship with you!" "Most young boys are like that," Mom interjected. "Yes, but this thought quickly seeped into my consciousness and couldn't be erased. When you came, seeing you still so beautiful and charming, um…"My old fantasies resurfaced in my heart. The photos you saw were the result of those fantasies. "Perhaps most people think 'incest' is wrong, but I really don't understand how it could be," my mother listened intently to my story with a mixture of shock, joy, and dizziness. "Son! I have to be honest with you today." My mother looked me straight in the eye and said, "I've always had a special feeling for you, son! Actually, when you were a teenager, I often longed to be close to you and hoped that you could have intimate contact with me. You know, your father and I didn't have a very harmonious sexual relationship, so I relied on fantasizing about having sex with you to ease the tension in our sexual relationship. I know it's wrong, but I can't help but think about it." "When you were a teenager, I always tried to get close to you and secretly watched you naked. I liked seeing you naked, but I secretly swore that I would never use having sex with you to make up for the lack of sex in my life... unless, unless you tell me that you want to have a pleasant sexual relationship with your mother." I told myself, "If you ask, I'll definitely agree to be with you. Of course, it's absolutely impossible for me to take the initiative!" "Now you're an adult, you can make your own decisions. No matter what, Mom will always love you. Sometimes the thought fills me with guilt, but somehow, the desire to make love with you has lingered in my heart for years." My mother's words left me speechless and stunned. After a moment of hesitation and nervousness, my mother opened her arms to welcome me, and I rushed over and hugged her tightly. After a while, my mother reached out and touched my temples, pushed her head back slightly, looked directly at me, and then pressed her lips to mine. In that instant, our relationship underwent a tremendous transformation. From then on, we were not only mother and son, but also lovers! Our first kiss was so passionate, intense, deep, and turbulent, lasting a long, long time before we finally parted, satisfied. Mom sighed and said, "Oh!" "My dearest, my darling son! I love you so much!" "Mom!" I whispered tenderly in her ear. Our lips pressed tightly together, our tongues busy intertwining and sucking. As I kissed my mother passionately, waves of lust and desire surged through my body. Sex happened so naturally, everything seemed so natural. In the midst of the kiss, my mother took my hand and placed it on her right breast. I immediately grasped her soft breast tightly and gently rubbed her nipple with my thumb. My mother's nipple was already erect and waiting there. A series of rubbing and squeezing caused Mom to moan with lust: "Mmm...mmm...my...darling...good...son...mmm...good...good...mmm..." We sat on the small empty seat next to the computer, embracing, kissing, and caressing each other passionately, our eyes gazing deeply into one another. Again and again, we shared intimate embraces, caresses, and passionate kisses, soft moans of "mmm" and "ah" escaping our lips. I was burning with desire, unable to wait to get to the comfortable, large bed, wanting to immediately penetrate Mom's vagina in this uncomfortable position. Mom, however, wanted our first time to be less rushed. She stood up, took my hand, and led me into the room, comfortably lying down on the bed with me. Mom unbuttoned her swimsuit, revealing her breasts. The two mounds were still alluring, the dark brown nipples erect, even more attractive. I lowered my head and took one into my mouth, gently sucking and licking it. Mom comfortably tilted her head back, closed her eyes tightly, and held my head with both hands. After sucking one pill, I sucked on the other, and after sucking my breasts enough, I licked and kissed downwards, past my chest and abdomen, until I reached my genitals. When I touched my mother's vulva, my whole body convulsed with excitement and cramped. My mother arched her back and raised her buttocks, tacitly indicating that I should take off her panties. Of course, I did it without hesitation. Finally, for the first time, I saw my mother's alluring vulva, which I had longed for for so many years and which was full of lustful fluid. My mother's pubic hair was thick and dense, and the brown pubic hair covered her precious labia. I stood up and took off my swim trunks, displaying my hard, throbbing penis to my mother. Seeing my penis, my mother looked at me with surprise and said, "Oh! Wow! Son, your thing is so big! I think I can't even hold it in one hand!" My mother sat up with a big smile on her face: "My darling son, lie down and let Mom guide you. It will definitely make you feel incredibly comfortable."

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