Incest Sex Stories

Caught with my Pants Down

by John Demille

Caution: this story contains strong elements of mother son taboo incest sex. Proceed at your own risk

I was fourteen before I had experimented with masturbation, so yeah, I was a late bloomer. But, once I tried it and realized how pleasurable it was, I felt the need to catch up on what I might have missed. Since that first orgasm rocked my world, I was constantly occupied with what sex with women would feel like. I so wanted to feel a pussy wrapped around my cock that I felt that I could do anything for that.

It was about the time I turned fifteen that this story happened.

It was a Saturday and mom had gone shopping like she does every weekend. Usually, she would back her car into the carport and would open the trunk and start unloading the groceries. That day I was watching her from the kitchen window overlooking the carport. I don’t know why, but I was struck by how wide her hips were despite her being shapely. She was close enough for me to see her ass clearly as she bent over the deep trunk reaching for stuff.

Things were clear enough that I could see a deep cameltoe formed between her pussy lips. But, what turned me on the most was seeing some of her pubic hair peeking out the sides of the soft cotton short shorts she was wearing.

The thought that all that stood between mom’s pussy and me (or the world if you wish) was nothing more than a flimsy piece of cloth that could be shoved aside very easily turned me on. As if my cock needed any additional reason, it went into one of its chronic erect states that’s been plaguing me since I hit twelve. Since it was Saturday and no school, I was only in my pyjamas which were soft and stretchy. The bulge was too obvious to hide, and too hard to try to will it down. So, instead of going out to help mom as I usually do, I quickly went to my bedroom with the intention of relieving myself to make my bulge less embarrassing.

I had just pulled my pants down when I heard mom walking down the hallway. I knew she would be looking for me to help her put away the groceries in the kitchen. What I didn’t expect was for her to open the door without knocking. Our eyes met each other in shock as she saw me pantless and my cock in all it glorious hardness. She quickly turned her head and closed the door behind her.

After a few seconds of catching my breath, I put some clothes on and walked out to the kitchen. I was starting to go soft as the situation was a little odd. Once in the kitchen, I could see mom blushing. I started helping her put some of the food in the refrigerator. I heard mom take a deep breath and she said, without looking at me, “Steven, I’m sorry I forgot to knock, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

I thought about what she said and replied, “It’s okay, Mom, I’m not embarrassed.”

She then quickly said, “I know, honey, but you have your right to privacy and I need to respect that.”

“Well mom, you’ve already seen me in me naked plenty of times since I was born, you gave me my bath until I was eight, it’s not like you saw anything new.”

She turned her head to me, smiled and said, “Steven you sure are comfortable with yourself at your age. I’m impressed. But, I can’t believe that you weren’t even a little bit embarrassed?”

“Not at all, I’m comfortable with my body.” I had no idea where the words were coming from, but I felt confident enough to say them.

“So, you have no problem standing in front of your own mom with no pants on?” she wryly asked.

Without hesitation, I said, “Mom, I have no problem even standing totally naked in front of you.”

“Yeah, right,” she quipped sarcastically.

“You don’t think I would take off all my clothes in front of you?” I asked.

“I don’t think so,” she shook her head.

I have no idea what was going on in her head, but you don’t challenge a fifteen year old man and expect him to back down.

Before she knew it, I pulled off my shirt and began unzipping my pants. By the time I had everything off but my boxers, she laughed and goaded me, “You’re not gonna do it, you won’t take everything off. I know you too well.”

With that, to her amazed eyes or should I say amused eyes, I slid my boxers down to my feet. She didn’t try to hide her stare at my crotch, which was simply too arousing for me, and my penis began to pump up with blood like a jackhammer. In no time it was pointing right at her face, which turned dark pink and she seemed to gasp for air.

“I can’t believe you just did that, Steven.”

“I told you I was comfortable with my body. I know I’m more comfortable with my body than you are with yours.”

That seemed to strike a nerve with her.

“You don’t think I’m comfortable with my body?”

“Nope,” I teased.

Then it was my turn to be surprised.

“Okay, how about you come over here and help mom take off her clothes. Let’s see how courageous you really are!”

After a brief moment of shock, as I didn’t expect her to involve me in her nakedness, I gradually walked over to her. She stood with her arms folded and an ‘I dare ya’ look on her face. But, her look changed dramatically when I reached around her and slid my hands behind her back. I proceeded to lift her shirt over her head, pulling her bra with it simultaneously. It was impossible to pull her bra up from the back, so I quickly moved my hands to her front and pulled her her cups off and up. Surprisingly, mom raised her arm above her head to allow me to take her clothes off. Her big tits bounced around a little as they settled on her pale chest.

It seemed that she wasn’t ready for when I put my hands down the back of her cotton shorts, and caressed her butt as I pushed the flimsy cloth down. It was only then that I realized that she wasn’t wearing panties. No wonder her pussy seemed to eat her shorts when she was bent over the car trunk.

Though her short shorts fell to her ankles, I never let go of her nice, rounded ass. With my cock a mere two inches away from her tummy, I could see her pubic hair atop of her pussy and a new smell reached my nose.

In disbelief, mom looked at me and said, “Okay, I think we’ve gone far enough, Steven. We need to stop this.”

Chuckling a little, I said, “You think I’d actually put my cock inside my own mother’s pussy?” And, with that, I pushed her back up against the counter top, and pulled her ass so close to me that the head of my hard cock actually began touching her and I felt warm wetness at its tip. I started bucking my hips in a mock humping motion to see how she would react to my suggestive thoughts.

After a big gasp, she said, “Steven, you’re touching me. If you pull me any closer you’re going to penetrate...”

At this point I was getting really excited, and the feeling on my cock was so intense that, to my surprise, an involuntary twitch of my ass pushed my cock forward far enough that the head of my cock popped into her hot, steamy cunt, cutting off her word and making her gasp.

I don’t think mom intended to go this far, and she seemed not to know what to say.

She had her hands against my chest, as if to push me away, but she didn’t. She only stared down in what seemed amazement at where my cock touched her most intimate part.

For me, the feeling was overwhelming. I had no idea how a woman’s pussy would feel prior to this, but it was most amazing. I couldn’t help myself. As if with a mind of their own, my hips began to rock pushing my cock in and out of my own mother’s cunt, thrusting a little bit more deeply with each stroke.

“Steven!” she yelled. “We can’t be doing this! I’m your mother!” But she didn’t push me away. On the contrary, her hands moved from my chest to around my arms.

“Oh, mom, I know, but this feels so good!” I told her as I began pumping her pussy faster and faster, and as deep as I can go.

“I know baby, but this is getting out of hand! ... Steven!”

By that point I realized that I past the point of no return, and could feel my balls boiling rapidly.

“Oh, mom! Your pussy feels so good!” I hissed and I pushed her up onto the edge of the counter.

What I didn’t realize was that her excitement was outpacing mine. I felt her pussy suddenly clamp down on my cock so hard that before I knew it I was spurting pulse after pulse of hot incestuous jism into my mother’s receptive cunt.

As she orgasmed, she yelled “Oh, Steven, you’re a mother fucker now, you’re a MOTHER FUCKER!” And she hugged me very closely and wrapped her legs around my ass.

I didn’t want the feeling to end and I kept banging my mother’s cunt as hard as I could and mom just held on to me.

I didn’t go soft like I usually do after an orgasm. The feeling was so good that I stayed hard, and after the intensity of my orgasm subsided, it got replaced by a very pleasurable feeling as I moved in and out of mom’s hot pussy.

“Oh, you’re still hard.”


“You’re still fucking me!”

“Yeah, It feels so good mom. I never want to stop.”

“Oh, Steven, it feels so good to me too. But I can’t seem to muster the will to stop you. Oh, fuck me baby, fuck your mom.”

I kept fucking her and fucking her and just before my legs gave out, I shot another load into her gripping cunt.

Both of us couldn’t believe what had just happened, and how we had lost control like we did. We held on to each other for a while.

Afterwards, we put our clothes back on and didn’t talk for hours. Later that evening we maturely discussed what had happened and promised that we wouldn’t tell anyone about our little accident.

I managed to stay away from mom for about a day. On Monday, after mom came back from work and was preparing dinner, I saw her standing in the kitchen. I couldn’t help it, I really couldn’t. I came up behind her and lifted her skirt to expose her beautiful ass.

“No!” She whispered as she leaned her elbows on the counter and lowered her head.

I lowered her g-string and rubbed her crotch with my hand. In no time her juices were flowing and my cock was hard. I dropped my pants and sent my cock back exploring her dark depths.

From that day on and until I got married, me and mom did it whenever the mood struck one of us. It was the most amazing relationship that I ever experienced. Mom taught me all about women and helped me deal with the bitches and weed them out until I found the perfect woman for me and married her.

Mom got married a couple of years after I did and is living happily with her husband on the same street where my wife and I live. Now mom is the best grandmother my kids could ask for and we have the most willing babysitter only a couple of doors down.