Before I start the story on the present day, let me give you a small recap from 8 years ago in 2011. I was 20 then and my mom was 41 and married to my dad. One night in the heat of the moment we had slept with each other for the first time.
Things got very awkward and we did not talk about it and pretended it never happened. I knew that she was regretful and neither of us took the courage to bring the topic of that night. After almost about 2 weeks, I took the courage to try to talk about it. She shut me down and telling me to never mention that topic to her.
But I consoled her and tried to make her more comfortable about it. I mentioned that I don’t regret that it happened. She was a bit more comfortable over time. We used to talk about it in tiny bits until we were comfortable enough. We slept with each other the second time about a month after our first incident.
This time it was less awkward and managed to laugh about it. That’s when we started our secret sexual relationship. Our relationship took a turn from being a mother and son to lovers. Things got complicated when she got pregnant. My dad knew it was not his but my mother constantly tried to make him believe it was his.
He kept asking who the father was. So my mother mentioned that she cheated on him with her ex (which was a lie). My mom aborted the baby and my parents went through a divorce. To date, my dad does not know it was mine. Mom and I were in someway happy about the divorce.
We could have more freedom to enjoy our relationship with each other which blossomed every day. Ever since we have been living together as lovers. We have had an amazing romantic relationship. We moved to a different city. Mom and I both bribed the system to change our identities.
We could never trace back to finding out that we are mother and son. About a year later in 2013, I proposed to my mother and we got married. People around us, neighbors and friends we made never knew that she is my biological mother. We like to keep it that way.
But we do know that often they talk about how I am married to a woman much older than me. But it’s still better than them knowing she is my mother. Like any other couple, our relationship had good and bad times. We laughed and we cried, we fought and we made love.
One thing we always wanted was to conceive a baby together. But we knew it was too risky and we never wanted a deformed child. But we were still happy with each other. A complicated phase in our life was in 2016 when we befriended a married couple.
Amit and his wife Shalini who had been living in the same building as we did. The four of us became good family friends. Things had started to spark between me and Amit’s wife Shalini. Something I wholeheartedly regret until now. We never had sex. But we exchanged some romantic messages and a few kisses.
Amit found out and the 4 of us had to go through a lot of fight and drama. I cared least about Amit and Shalini. I kept apologizing to mom but she never believed that I did not sleep with Shalini. For months she was cold with me and we fought almost throughout the day. We did not have sex for months.
I still remember the day of April 17th, 2016, the most horrible day of my life. Mom tells me that she was pregnant again and the baby was Amit’s. She confessed to having had revenge sex several times with him. My body had frozen. I cried and I was furious and guilty of myself.
But my mom never seemed to show any sign of regret. She also did not want to abort the child, and I know why. Deep down she wanted to be a mother again. I blamed myself for the entire situation. But over time I came to accept the situation. Mom and I started to rekindle our relationship.
Eventually, we agreed to accept the baby as our child. I took care of her during her entire pregnancy. On December 4th, 2016, she delivered her baby daughter and we named her Pearl. I believe that everything happens for a reason. Maybe whatever happened was more of a blessing from God.
Now, mom and I are parents of a beautiful baby daughter. I am more than happy to be her father. We promised to never let her know who her real father is or even the fact that she is my half-sister.
Coming back to 2019. Our relationship is still good. Our daughter Rose is 3 years old now. We are still happily married. But our sex life started to get a bit boring, or maybe it was just me feeling that way. I sometimes fantasized mom sleeping with other men, or making some black BBC fuck her while I watch.
Maybe it was just the porn motivating me to have such ideas. I mentioned my fantasies to mom. But I remember 2 years back I hinted her about my fantasy once she showed so much anger and disgust. I may have brought this up a few more times. But she either just gets angry or sometimes laughs it out.
I started bringing out this topic more and more. I knew mom would never be open to this. On my request and some persuasion, mom used to talk dirty to me some fake stories. Of how she slept with Mr. John Doe and how much she liked it. My God, it used to turn me on like hell and we used to have amazing sex.
She used to ponder as to why I have such fantasies. But she just never took it seriously. She just enjoyed making me happy and hard. It went on but eventually got boring to me, knowing that her stories were just made up. I tried to talk her into trying some swinging but she used to go with a stern ‘No’.
Believe me, readers, I have been trying to convince her for 2 years. She, for the first time, said that she will think about it instead of saying no. It excited me more even though she didn’t agree and turned me on a lot. I started pushing her a lot more since then.
Asking her about it almost every day and requesting her to try some simple swinging. Maybe soft sex, or even some exhibitionism. But she never agreed and used to annoy her. The only thing I got from for my fantasy her during our romance on the bed is her telling me made-up tales.
She said loved taking the imaginary black man’s 7 inch cock and how she loved it. I was no more turned on and wanted something to happen for real. One night during sex I asked her again how much more time she will need to think about it. She got really angry.
She asked me angrily why I wanted her to do something so disgusting. We were fighting and in the heat of the moment, I angrily replied that I don’t find her sexy anymore. I don’t get a boner for her. She is a bitch anyways for cheating on me with Amit. Trust me, readers, I didn’t mean to say that.
I was just angry and it just came out of my mouth. Mom stayed quiet for a few seconds looking at me with those angry eyes and said, “Fine I will do it. If you want to see me fuck another man because I am a bitch then be it. I will fuck another man. What do you want me to do? Who do you want me to fuck? I will fuck right away”
Should I be happy that she agreed? I was not because I know she was ready to do it just being angry with me. But instead, I replied, “Okay. I will plan and tell you what I want.” We just slept off that night but I couldn’t sleep all night. One half of my mind was not willing to do it.
I just apologized to mom and tell her I don’t want anything to happen. But the other part of me was willing to take advantage of the situation and make my fantasy come true. Part of me was thinking that I may not enjoy making my mom do anything that she will just do out of her anger for me.
But the other half tells me, “Who cares. just make your fantasy true.” But maybe a part of me knew already what I was going to do.
The next morning I woke up. During breakfast, I open the laptop and pretended to browse the net while eating. When she sits next to me eating, I hesitatingly show her the laptop. Some categories of swinging such as wife-swapping, with another couple, full swapping, cuckolding, two women and one man, etc.
She does not seem to show any interest and just goes with, “Okay.” I may have been just trying to make her fantasize about the idea like me. But she was too disgusted by it. But did not say no to express her anger. It went on for another two weeks where I kept talking about it.
The different things we can try, and how we should start with a soft swap with another couple. But she just angrily agreed with everything and said, “Okay I’ll do whatever. I am a bitch. Just let me sleep for now.”
Now about a week ago from today. I got back to my usual endeavor of trying to convince her into liking the idea. I talked about it again and I asked her what would she want to try first. Surprisingly, she replied this time, but still with an angry tone. She said “I’ll do that cuckolding thing. With that of another man.”
I stood quiet for a few seconds. Now again, should I be happy? I should right? I was heavily turned on. I was also a bit furious about why she chose to have sex with another man instead of choosing something like swapping with another couple or two females and one man.
Regardless, it turned me on, especially to see my mom having a say on what she wants. But I kept cool and I did not react and just said, “Oh cool. I like that. It looks good. Okay then let’s have a look at the category of bull looking for couples. Here look, these are the men who are willing to be a bull. Do you like any of them?”
She barely looked and angrily just pointed at the first one and said, “This one.” I said, “Why this one? You did not even see any other man or even read their profile.” She replied, “Well it doesn’t matter who I choose right. It just has to be a different man other than you right? That’s the whole point isn’t it?”
I replied, “Yes, but I want you to choose a man that you like. I need to get the feeling that you are loving it and will enjoy doing it.” She said in a pissed off tone, “Yeah fine. okay. let me chose.” She scrolled up and down and briefly looked at a few pictures of the first 10 profiles shown on the site.
There was a boy who was seemed to look just like 19 or 20 years old. Mom pointed at him and said this one.
My body started to fume up more and more but also was my boner. I can’t explain the feeling I had. It was a mixture of all emotions including some form of anger and frustration, a lot of jealousy and a huge amount of horniness.
I clicked on that boy’s profile whose username was ‘Bullhunter106’. The age mentioned on the profile was 20. He was a skinny boy, with spiked hair and taking a shirtless selfie in the bathroom mirror. He did not have anybody or anything. He was just skinny.
He also looked like an inexperienced horny teenage boy. Probably a virgin who wrote in his profile description that he has so much experience in satisfying so many couples. How he showed so much respect to them and how he is still friends with them. I know it’s all bullshit.
And my mom. I don’t think she even cared. She was just going with it because of her anger. I asked her, “This one? He looks young with no experience. why him?” Mom replied angrily, “You told me to choose and I choose. Now don’t ask why. If you want me to do it, I’ll just do it. Don’t ask too many questions or don’t tell me to do anything at all.” And she walked away to the kitchen.