#Incest #Mature
The story of the time my mom lost her drive for sex, but got it back with some help.
I’m sure some won’t agree, but I don’t think there’s anything morally wrong with having sex with a family member. The legal issue is another discussion. But, the way I see it, as long as you are both consenting adults, as long as it is something that you both want, as long as certain precautions are taken, and you both agree to it, I don’t see any problem in having sex with somebody that you love and care about.
I have already told of the first time I has sex with my mom, which you can read here (/2026/01/story-47199). That first time was really practise for me as an 18 year old still learning what sex, real sex, was all about. After that first time, me and mom would indulge quite regularly and every time we did, mom taught me something new and exciting. She always wanted to try new things, and I always wanted to learn.
Mom had an amazing body, she looked after herself and she had these massive 42 GG tits that always looked like they were trying to escape from whatever she wore. I was obsessed and fascinated by them. During our sex sessions, those massive melons hypnotised me as they jiggled and wobbled about. Mom had these huge, dark areolas too, really bumpy and they surrounded her suckable nipples that would stick out a good 2-3 centimetres when she was excited. Yeah, sucking on those silky soft tits, but wonderfuly hard nipples was something that I enjoyed even more than mom did… and she really, really enjoyed it. Her moans and groans told me so.
I was going to tell the story of what happened on mom’s 40th birthday, but I think I’ll save that for another time. This story is about something that happened a couple of years later. But first, when we first had sex in 1986, I sucked on mom’s nipples and she mentioned how I hadn’t done that since being a baby when she would breastfeed me. I think that’s why I loved doing it, because I regressed to those days of mom holding me in her arms as I suckled her milk. Years later though, she was dry and it wasn’t about the natural feeding of a baby, 18 year old me sucking on her massive tits was about nothing but sex, about making mom feel good, and about my fascination with those huge 42 GGs.
Anyway, it was early 1989 and mom had not been feeling her best. Not ill or anything, just not feeling as energetic as she used to. It even started to have an effect on our sex life. I began to think that fucking my mom would soon be a thing of the past, that she was becoming disinterested in the whole thing. She went to see a doctor, a couple of blood tests later, and mom was told that her body was not producing much estrogen, and this was having an effect on her general mood, particularly when it came to sex. It was nothing to worry about and there were things that she could do to try to help with her estrogen levels. She was advised to take a course of pills, hormone pills. The doctor said that these pills should help mom’s estrogen levels and that she would soon see an improvement in her mood and energy levels.
I had moved out from under mom’s roof a couple of years before all this was going on, but I was only about 25 miles away and would always go round to visit mom a couple of times a week. Back when she was “in the mood”, we’d fuck like rabbits. What with her mood change, we hadn’t had sex for a few months, though mom would volunteer to give me some “hand relief” every now and then. Anyway, it was during one of my regular visits when I was in the living room and mom called me upstairs to her room. This is it, I thought to myself. After several months of mom not being interested in sex, those pills she had been taking were working. I walked up the stairs and my dick was already hard just from the thoughts running through my head. I imagined that mom was already naked, lying on her bed and waiting for me to fuck her as hard as I could.
I got to her bedroom door and opened it. Mom wasn’t naked on the bed, she was fully dressed and sitting in the chair in front of her dressing table. She had this look on concern on her face.
“I need you to check something for me, will you come here?” Mom asked, a slight tremble in her voice.
I did as she asked and walked over to her. She asked me to kneel in front of her, usually this meant that she wanted me to eat her wonderfully hairy pussy out, but not this time, not when she was wearing her tight blue jeans that hugged her curves. I could tell that this wasn’t about sex. Mom said that she had been reading a magazine article about breast cancer and that you can feel a hard spot in the breast if something was wrong. She said that she had a little feel of hers a couple of times and that they were not “normal”.
“Would you give them a quick check for me please, I want your opinion.” Mom asked.
I think that maybe she thought, given the number of times I had played with her massive tits when we had sex, that I would be able to notice if anything was wrong. I slowly nodded my head, agreeing to do my best amateur doctor thing and feel her breasts.
Mom unbuttoned her shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra and her gigantic 42 GGs were free. Oh, I had missed them and as much as I wanted to get those big nipples in my mouth, I knew it was not the time. Instead I did as mom asked and just gently moved my hands around her mounds. Something was definitely different, but I knew that before I even touched her skin. Just the look of the tits, they seemed rounder, as if they had been pumped up, the veins running through them were quite protruding too. I always could see her veins slightly, but now they were instantly noticeable. As my hands slid over her sumptuous tits, they felt harder. Not hard in one spot, as with breast cancer, they just felt harder all over.
“Well, what do you think? Something’s not right, is it?” Mom asked, there was a quiver in her voice.
“Yeah, something has changed, they’re… different.” I replied, still running my hands over her plentiful boobs.
Mom looked seriously worried, but I said that the hardness seemed to be all over, not in one place, and how that was not how breast cancer worked.
“I think I should call my doctor, see if I can get an emergency appointment.”
I was just about to agree when I noticed something else. There was a small drop of white liquid just seeping out from her left nipple, which had hardened. As tiny as it was, it stood out because mom had very dark nipples. I moved my face in for a closer look. The smell of mom’s skin and my face being closer to her tits made my cock go stiff. It felt very inappropriate what with mom’s worrying and all, but hey, those massive tits were just too damn hard to resist. I told mom what I saw and asked her to stay still. I extended a finger and touched the white liquid, and it transferred to my fingertip.
“Mom, have you noticed this before?” I asked as I showed her the liquid on my finger.
Mom looked at my finger, at the liquid and she was rather puzzled. “No, I’ve not seen that before now. What is it?”
I licked my finger, it was sweet. I asked mom if I could try something, and she agreed. Instead of gently rubbing her tits, feeling for how hard they were, I gave her tit a gentle squeeze that worked from the back of her breast toward her nipple, more like a massage. I repeated this a few times and a bit more of that white liquid emerged from her nipple. I had to taste it again and it just flicked my tongue against the hard button that was mom’s nipple.
“Mom, I think you’re lactating. I think it’s milk.”
“No, I’ve not done that since you were a baby.” It can’t be milk. I ran dry before you turned 3.”
I was 19 at the time, it had been quite a while since mom had produced any milk, so she just was not expecting it at all.
“The pills, those hormone pills that doctor gave you. I think they’re making you lactate, mom.”
Mom looked at me, the worry in her face seemed to have melted away. “Are you sure?”
I did the massage thing on her tit again, and again, more milk oozed out of her nipple. Only a drop or two, but I was quite sure it was milk. I licked it up again, it tasted great. Mom decided to have a go, she gave her tit a squeeze, working from the back and to her nipple. Several more drops of milk, more than before and this time, they trickled down the curve of her huge tit.
“Can I, do you mind?” I asked.
Mom nodded and I quickly licked the drops of milk from the crease under her tit, where they had disappeared to, right back to her nipple. Mom moaned in pleasure. I had missed that sound.
“There’s nothing to worry about mom, it’s just milk. Tastes good too. That’s why they’re hard, that’s why your veins are protruding. They’re full of milk, they’ve probably been slowly filling while you’ve taken the hormone pills. A slow build up that you didn’t notice at the time.”
Something that her doctor failed to mention was that the hormone pills would increase mom’s prolactin levels, which is a main factor in milk production. Mom gave her tit another squeeze and more milk oozed out. This time, she caught it on her fingers and tasted it herself. Then, a small smile appeared on her face.
“You know what this means, don’t you?” She asked.
I thought I did, but with mom’s mood change and her not being interested in having sex with me the last few months, I didn’t want to presume. So I gently shook my head.
“It means that they’ll need emptying every now and then. I could go to the bathroom and squeeze them into the sink… or…” That small smile widened to a wicked smile that I had seen on her face before in the past.
Mom didn’t need to finish her sentence, my face instinctively moved towards her massive tits and my tongue began gently lapping at her hard nipple. Mom moaned, just from a couple of light licks. She’d missed this just as much as I had. I glanced upwards and mom had her head thrown back, sighs of pleasure escaping her lips as I lapped away. What I really wanted to do (and I’m sure mom did too) was to just get the nipple in my mouth and suck, get more of the milk out. But I wanted to savour it, it had been months since mom was in the mood, so it took my time.
I slowly licked around her nipple, ran my tongue around her big and bumpy areola. As I did, her nipple began to leak little drops of milk again, which I cleaned up. Just a few drops of the milk tasted great and mom’s tits already were amazing to taste. Honestly, I always had a hard time between picking my favourite, her hairy, wet pussy or her massive boobs. I loved getting my mouth on either of them. Yet, the added few drops of milk pushed put the tits into the top spot.
I looked up again and this time, mom’s head was looking down at me as I gently lapped at her nipple and areola.
”You’re teasing me, aren’t you?” Her voice was getting husky.
I nodded, not wanting to speak, not wanting to move my mouth from where it was and I just kept lapping away. Her nipple seeped a few more drops of milk. Eventually, I moved my head back a little, I just wanted to admire my handiwork and look at mom’s nipple. As I did, I noticed the little wrinkles around her areola beginning to slowly smooth out, not fully, but it was like a partially inflated balloon getting a bit more air. This was the milk slowly engorging her already big 42 GG tit, making it’s way towards the nipple. At the same time, her nipple grew bigger and harder. It looked so fucking good and I couldn’t wait to get that hard nipple back in my mouth.
As her tit filled, the slow seeping of milk turned into several drips, like a slow leak of a water pipe. The white liquid ran down the flesh of her boob. Mom looked down and saw her milk slowly leaking from her nipple.
“You need to clean that up. You made the mess, you clean it.” Her voice was playful and she had this wicked smile that let me know that she was in the mood for more.
I did as I was told and got my tongue back to working. I licked that little stream of milk from the base of her massive tit, right back to the source of her hard nipple. Mom’s moan was like music to my ears, and the milk was incredible, still warm, so sweet. When my mouth reached the nipple, I didn’t want to lick and tease anymore, I wanted mommy’s milk and I wanted it badly. I just latched on and sucked.
“Ohhhh yeah, suck it.” Mom grunted out. “Fuck, it’s sooooo good.”
After only a a few seconds of suckling, mom’s milk wasn’t dripping out, it was shooting and hitting the back of my throat. As I sit here writing this, I can almost taste it, the feeling of that warm milk splashing against my throat was insane, the taste even better.
“That’s mommy’s milk just for you. Drink it, empty mommy’s boob like when you were a baby.”
I wanted to, I wanted to drink her dry, but I knew I had no chance. The more I sucked, the harder the milk hit the back of my throat, and I sucked hard. I had a full latch on her nipple and between suckling, I would give it a little bite. It made mom wince and pain, but she asked me to keep doing it.
As I was fully breastfeeding from mom’s left 42 GG, I glanced over to the other, not wanting to leave it out of the fun. Mom had a full grip on it with her hand and was squeezing forwards to her hard nipple, like pulling the udders on a cow. This made the milk shoot out in three jets, all aiming slightly different ways as milk shot out across mom’s bedroom floor.
I removed my mouth from her left nipple. “Don’t waste it mom, I want it.” I said.
I quickly latched onto the other nipple and began suckling that one hard too. I don’t know how much you know about breast milk, but the initial milk is quite thin and though it tastes great, it’s not as good as the later milk that has more fat in it. I was sucking mom’s nipple and drinking her milk when I got the gold mine, the fattier milk began to flow. Man, that’s the stuff. When that was washing over my tastebuds, I grabbed mom’s tit with both hands and began squeezing it to try to get more and more of that milk into my mouth. Mom knew too.
“Yeah, squeeze it. You’re getting the good stuff now, aren’t you? You used to try to squeeze my boobs when you were a baby, wanting all that fatty milk to yourself.” Mom was groaning like mad.
Fuck it was so damn good. Sucking her nipple, that fatty milk splashing over my tongue and throat, me swallowing when I had a mouthful. And then, back to sucking to get more and more. Mom’s nipple was rock hard and her warm, sweet milk was helping to pump all that blood into my cock. Yet, I didn’t want to fuck, I just wanted more milk.
As I sucked her right tit, I reached over to her left one and began doing that massage thing. From the back of the boob, right to the nipple, like milking a cow. Yeah, it began squirting out in jets and I quickly went back it and latched on. Mom’s tits were so big and full of milk by now, it didn’t matter how hard I sucked, how much I drank, it kept coming. I didn’t want to waste any, but I only had one mouth and she had two massive tits. Some milk loss was inevitable.
Just then, mom shifted her position in the chair. She pushed her hips forward and leaned back, dropping her head back over the backrest. As I sucked and drank, one of her hands swept down her body, over the tit I wasn’t sucking, rubbing milk into her skin. The hand then continued south over her belly and down the front of her jeans.
“Drink me, drink me. I need to cum!” She said.
I kept sucking that nipple, kept swallowing that lovely milk. Mom’s hand went to work on her hairy cunt, and with her breathy voice, she told me exactly what she was doing.
“My fingers are in my mound, lost in my hair. She said. “I’m just gently rubbing my middle finger up and down my wet slit. Feels good.”
Mom knew this shit drove me insane. Before her mood dropped and before the barren months of no mom sex, if we were not able to meet up, she would phone me, masturbate and tell me what she was doing. I would get my cock out, give it a good bashing and make myself cum. I would try to time it to mom’s orgasm so we could cum together. This was the first time she had done it with me in the same room with her though.
“Are you gonna get yours out? Wank your big cock with me while I finger fuck myself? She said.
I was tempted, but I wanted this to be all about her. About 15 minutes ago, she was worried that she might have breast cancer, now she’s breastfeeding me like I’m 2 years old again. This was mom’s moment, not mine.
“I want you to cum, mom. I want you to cum while I drink your milk.” I replied and got back to sucking.
“I’ve just pushed my finger tip past my outer lips. I’m teasing my pussy Simon, it’s so wet right now. This is so fucking good.”
I was sucking her tit as hard as I could, drinking as much of that milk as mom could produce. It ran down my throat and tasted amazing, all while mom was gently fingering her slit. Mom’s groans were getting more and more sultry.
“Ahhhhhh, fuck! I need this, I need to cum hard. I’ve pushed my finger inside my cunt now. I wish it was your cock fucking me.”
My cock was raging at mom’s words and as much as I wanted to ram inside her, I just kept on sucking and trying to empty her massive tits of milk, swapping between each one. When I did, the one I wasn’t sucking began shooting milk out in jets. Such a waste of that sweet nectar, but I only had one mouth. I just kept swapping between the two to try to swallow as much mommy milk as I could.
“I’ve got two fingers inside me now.” Mom was pumping her fingers in and out fast. “Three, fuck me, three fingers. I’m rubbing my clit with my thumb too. Keep drinking my milk you dirty fucking boy, drink it!”
Mom was thrusting her hips in time to her pussy fingering. She was really enjoying it. While the one hand was busy pumping her cunt, her other hand gripped the back of my head and held it, suckling on her big, hard nipple.
“Drink it, drink all mommy’s milk. Fucking empty my tits!”
I could tell her orgasm was building and that she would cum soon because her groans were becoming much louder and she always swore a lot when she was getting close.
“My cunt is dripping wet, this is so fucking good Simon. You’re a good son for making mommy feel so fucking good.”
Her hip thrusting became more erratic, she was really close to cuming, and I couldn’t wait. I just sucked on her nipple as hard as I could. That was when mom pulled my face away from her tit and looked at me.
“I want you to cum too, I know you’re hard for me. I want you to cum for mommy, show me how much you love me.” She was almost begging.
“I want you to cum mom, I want you to feel good. You deserve it.”
“Seeing you cum makes me feel good, Simon. Please, I’m close. Cum with me, cum for mommy! I want it, I want you to cum for me, please.”
She was begging. With my mouth away from her nipples, the milk was jetting out, streams of mom’s milk shooting all over the bedroom floor. I stood up, mom stayed sat in the chair, finger fucking herself hard. I quickly pulled my jeans down and freed me raging, hard cock. Some of mom’s milk hit my thighs, so she adjusted her body and aimed one of her huge 42 GGs at my cock. It felt so damn good, mom’s warm milk splashing against my cock and balls.
“Look at it, it’s so fucking big. Wank it for me, Simon. Wank that big cock for mommy, I wanna see you cum for me.”
So I did. Mom started squeezing her tit and nipple with one hand, to get that milk shooting as much as she could. Still aiming at my cock as I wanked it. Her other hand was still busy ramming into her wet hole.
“Ahhhhh, four fingers inside me now. You’re making me so fucking horny. I’m gonna cum for you, I’m gonna cum so hard! I need you to cum with mommy.”
Mom was really close now, I needed to pick up the pace and began bashing furiously. The milk worked as a warming lube and it felt amazing. My balls began to tighten, I could feel my orgasm building. I wasn’t going to last long.
“Fuck, mom, I’m close. I’m so close now!”
“Yeah, wank it harder. I want you to cum, I want you to shoot it on my tits. I’m so close too, I’m gonna fucking cum.”
Mom’s finger fucking matched my hard wanking. Her hips were thrusting like crazy, meeting her finger ramming. I knew I was two or three stokes away from shooting my load. I told mom I was gonna cum, she moved her one hand from her nipple and just grabbed her whole tit, pushing it closer to my cock. Her other hand kept on pumping her soaking wet cunt more and more.
“Yeah, mom. I’m gonna cum for you, I’m cumming.”
That was it, I just exploded. A massive orgasm that had been waiting to be released for ages. It was so powerful that my knees buckled and I almost fell over. I must’ve done five or six thick squirts of cum that blasted mom’s tits, both of them. The one she was holding took the brunt, but I aimed my cock to the other to ensure that one wasn’t left out of the fun.
“You’re cum is so hot.” Mom muttered between groans as my load splattered her 42 GGs. “Fuck yeah. I’m cumming now, you’re making mommy cum you dirty boy!”
She thrusted her hips one last time, pulled her four fingers out of her cunt and rubbed her engorged clit to climax. She screamed in pleasure and a wet patch quickly formed in the crotch of her jeans. Her legs were spread wide and I could see that wet patch grow and grow. Mom was a squirter, she squirted a lot. Not always, but when she did, it was like a fountain. While her jeans took most of the wetness, a pool of her squirt seeped out and formed a puddle in the chair, which in turn, soaked her arse too.
“Fuck me that was amazing.” She said after getting her breath back.
Mom’s tits were glazed in my cum, which was slowly beginning to run down her massive mounds and over her hard nipples. Her jeans were soaked with her squirt. She was an absolute mess, she looked totally wrecked.
“I’m happy you’re feeling better about yourself now, mom.” I said, still holding my semi-hard cock.
“Me too, Simon. It means we can fuck like rabbits again. I’ve missed having you deep inside me and when you’ve recovered, I want you to fuck my brains out. Next time, your cumming in mommy.”
I was just about to pull my jeans up when mom stopped me.
“Wait!” She snapped. “I brought you up to clean up after a mess.”
“I know mom, I’ll go take a shower.”
“No, Simon. Come here!”
I took a step forward and stood between her still wide open legs. Without hesitation, mom leaned forward and took my semi into her mouth. Have you ever had your cock sucked just after cumming? It’s insane, so sensitive. I was twitching as little electric shocks shot up and down my body. Mom sucked harder, cleaning up any drops of cum that may have still been dripping out the end of my cock. She then tongued the head, licking all around the rim, cleaning my cock with he mouth. Before running her tongue up and down the shaft. If I could’ve, I probably would’ve cum again right there and then, but I was totally spent. The massive orgasm I had and emptied my sack, drained it. I’d need a few hours (and probably a nap) before I could perform again.
“Thanks, mom. I’ll get in the shower now.”
“No you won’t. You’re cleaned up, but look at me.” Mom said as she held both of her massive tits and gently swayed them about in front of me. They were glorious, all shiny where my cum and hit and run down them. There were still a few pools of my cum that were holding fast. “You need to clean up now, and I mean now!” She demanded.
“I’ll go get a towel or something.” I said.
“No. If I wanted a towel, I’d get one myself. You clean up mommy using your mouth!”
This was something new. I had cum on mom many times in the past. I had cum on her face, her arse, her back, her belly, her tits (a lot), I had also cum inside and on her pussy. Usually, mom would grab a towel and wipe herself down, or just get in the shower. That day though, she told me that I had to clean up the mess I had made myself.
“Just like mommy cleaned your cock, you have to clean mommy’s tits.” She said.
I’d never tasted cum before, not even my own. I’d swallowed mom’s squirt several times, which I loved. I just stared at mom’s tits for a few seconds. They looked amazing, heaving as she breathed, shiny as my cum slowly ran down them and over her nipples. Mom’s tits were still jetting out milk too. Not quite as strong as before, but still enough to hit mom’s thighs.
I looked down at the milk splashing onto her thighs, I knelt back down between mom’s legs and began licking at the milk on her jeans before I soaked in. I made my way up her thigh and to her belly, licking all the way. I went higher and as I made my way up between her tits, some of my cum was slowly dripping down. It reached my tongue and I swallowed it. It was a sharp taste, very salty that I wasn’t ready for. I coughed. Nothing like mom’s squirt or her milk. But, I didn’t dislike it, it was took a few seconds for me to get used to it. I got back to licking upwards and between mom’s massive tits.
“You like it, don’t you?” Mom asked.
I was too busy licking to answer her, and I kept on going. I grabbed one of her tits and put my mouth back on her nipple. I could taste her milk and my cum, and I began sucking again. I licked around and over her hard nipple. The milk mixed with my cum and I liked it. I began licking all over her tit, wanting to clean up all of my cum. I had to suck up the deposits that had not dripped as much as the others. It was like drinking a milkshake, just a rather salty one. I licked the one tit clean and sucked some more milk from her nipple, which had stopped jetting out and was back to a slow drip. I think she was finally emptying.
“That’s a good boy.” Mom said looking down at me and her tits. “Don’t forget the other one.” She was breathy again as she spoke.
Now, this second tit was the one that took the brunt of my load. It was glazed and coated in my seed. Her nipple was dripping in my cum and her milk. I wanted to save that for last and licked all over her massive tit first. Licking the drips, sucking up the larger pools. Mom just kept moaning as I went about my cleaning job. Then it was time for the best bit, I latched onto her nipple and sucked away. That strange cocktail of mommy’s milk and my cum hit my tongue. Mom’s moans grew louder. I did it, I cleaned it all up and mom’s tits were as clean as they were going to get, until she got in the shower.
“That’s my boy, just like his mommy. I like eating cum too.” She said.
She did too, mom had swallowed a few loads of mine over the years and always wanted more. From that day, if I ever came on mom (even sometimes in her) I would clean up without her even asking me. I thought that was it and got up from my kneeling. As I turned to leave mom’s bedroom and have a shower, mom stopped me.
“You’re not done yet. You need to clean everything.” She said.
I looked back at her tits, they were as clean as they could be from using my mouth. I had no idea what she meant. Then she stood up from the chair. The pooling of her squirt in the seat, mom pointed at it and beamed a smile at me.
Hell yeah, I loved the taste of her squirt. I got back on my knees and began cleaning, drinking and lapping it all up. It wasn’t as good as when it come straight from the source. Usually when she squirted, I’d have my face between her legs, my mouth open, and I get a good hard jet of squirt delivered directly into my mouth. This pooled squirt had cooled down, despite mom sitting on it, and it lost some of its taste. Also, the feeling of having it shot directly into my mouth was infinitely better than lapping up up from a chair. Still, I saw it as my reward for doing such a good job of cleaning mom’s tits. As long as I got to drink some squirt, I didn’t care.
After that, mom went back to her doctors and asked for a stronger course of and more of the hormone pills. The milk was here to stay.
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