{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"eedfb25b-2099-49ec-a5cd-2cd8e3e611ab","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2025-05-30T08:33:06.618Z","title":"One Night","slug":"one-night","shortId":"hdH6w6DG","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Mom and son finally do it for the first time.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"c2c5894c-3e4d-43ab-bf64-e7997bc06efd","title":null,"summary":"My breath was coming in deep sighs and I \nshifted my hips. The warm, moist pumping motion was steady","wordCount":1602,"readTime":8,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

My breath was coming in deep sighs and I \nshifted my hips. The warm, moist pumping motion was steady and constant,\n but the sensations varied between short, quick and hard and slow, long \nand deep. Throbbing, pumping, pulsating around my rock-hard erection. \nEyes closed, it felt like I had been taking this feeling for forever, \nand I knew I couldn't last for much longer.

\"M-m!\" mom disagreed \nwhen a powerful spurt of thick goo suddenly shot into her mouth. \n\"M-m-mm-m!\" complained my mother, who was on her knees. Her lips had \nbeen the warmth I had been feeling, although I had closed my eyes and \ntried to think about pretty Jenny Fisher rather than my mom. Constantly \nfeeling my mother's breasts against my legs had made that difficult, \nthough, and I knew I hadn't really been thinking about Jenny at the \nfinal moment.

Clearly mom had not been expecting me to shoot, \nespecially not a long and weighty squirt like that, but she finally \nswallowed when she felt my fingers lightly caressing her. I was sitting \non the edge of my bed. Mom was on her knees, and my hands were resting \non her shoulders. Her breasts were heavy and hanging low, so she had \npulled her bra down so it would still support them underneath instead of\n taking it off, but otherwise she was naked. The areolas and nipples \nwere large, and I constantly found my gaze drifting towards them and \nthen lower, at the dark bush between her legs.

I let mom swallow \neverything, stroking her neck as her head kept bouncing. It felt \nstrangely comforting that she did that, I don't know why. All of this \nwas so strange and unexpected, but this had been my first orgasm with a \nwoman, although I wasn't so sure your own mom actually counted.

\"You\n have to warn the girl about that,\" mom said. Her hands were now resting\n on my thighs and I felt her naked breasts against my legs as she moved.\n \"It's only polite.\"

\"I'll try to remember,\" I said, thinking what\n a long way it had been until we ended up in this situation. I had felt \nreally awkward for being a virgin at eighteen even though everyone \nexcept the girl-hunting jocks assured me it was fine. It had taken many \ncomforting speeches and plenty of holding hands until I was ready to see\n mom naked, but tonight I had finally looked my mother in the eyes and \nsaid that yes, I really wanted her to be my first. I knew I would be too\n nervous with anyone else, even if I could get Jenny Fisher, and I \ncouldn't. Mom had undressed then, and after a few awkward kisses she had\n kneeled down to calm me.

I almost would have wanted to thank \nJenny. She was the one who had made this happen, even if she didn't know\n it. She had always been my secret crush, the girl next door who had \nbeen my best friend as long as I could remember. It was just unfortunate\n I had fallen in love with her, and that was a feeling she didn't share.\n The final insult had come when she had started dating the local bully \nWes Thompson.

I had always felt comfortable talking to mom, so I \nshared these feelings with her. She listened attentively and tried to \ngive comfort and advice. \"You'll find someone sooner or later,\" she had \nsaid when I had come back from a date one night looking noticeably \ndepressed. The thing was Alice had been quite agreeable, but I just \ncouldn't go all the way. Mostly because of my nerves, but that wasn't \nthe only reason.

\"She just wasn't the one, mom,\" I had said. Mom \nhad hugged me then, and she had felt warm and comfortable. What I hadn't\n said then, but had already subconsciously been thinking was: \"Why can't\n you be the one, mom, even if just for one night?\"

Eventually I \nhad said it out loud. Nothing had happened until months later, but we \nhad talked about it quite a few times. Mom had not thought the idea to \nbe as weird as I had assumed. \"It's perfectly natural to feel like that,\n but it's not something people actually do,\" she had initially said.

Later\n in our close moments I had tried to awkwardly explain how important it \nwould be for me. She had been understanding and nodding along as I \nspoke. \"I'll have to think about this and read some information,\" she \nhad said then.

Yet it had taken another month until she had said: \n\"All right\". My eyes had widened and I had immediately become tense. \n\"Not right now,\" she had swiftly added. \"Now that you know it's going to\n happen, you have to get used to the idea.\"

I knew she had been \nright. I would have been far too nervous right then. Then, eventually, \nwhen we had been talking again, she had looked me in the eyes and asked,\n holding my hand in hers: \"Is tonight going to be the night?\"

\"Yes,\n mom, tonight,\" I had said, trying to sound confident and not at all \nnervous. Mom had started slowly undressing us both, and when I watched \nher pull her blouse over her head and then her hands starting to move \ntowards her bra, I found myself blinking rapidly as I understood what \nwas really going to happen.

Right now mom was still on her knees \nand I could again feel her naked breasts as she hugged close, reminding \nme of how they were hanging, supported by the bra which had been pulled \ndown.

\"Are you ready for it? Do you really want to do it?\" she asked for the final confirmation, looking me in the eyes.

\"Yes,\n I know I can do it with you, mom,\" I said. That was true. I felt \nsurprisingly comfortable with mom being naked and close, and I realized I\n was getting hard again even if mom looked very different from the young\n women I secretly admired on the internet. My eyes were instinctively \ndrawn towards her sagging breasts and the dark bush between her legs. I \nfelt her nipples against me as she hugged me. \"I really want you to be \nthe one, mom,\" I whispered into her ear.

\"Try not to stress so \nmuch,\" mom said, and then she continued instructing me, \"I think it's \nthe best if we do it in the missionary position, so you'll learn how to \nproperly shoot it in. And don't worry, you can do it.\"

Mom lay \nback on the bed and propped her head on the pillow. When she opened her \nlegs, my eyes were wide and blinking nervously, but I was also tense \nwith excitement as my gaze kept alternating between the dark bushy \nopening between those pasty thighs and my mother's friendly and familiar\n face.

Mom's bush felt scruffy against my hand. It took a moment, \nbut then I suddenly felt myself slipping in, and the feeling caused my \nbreath to become agitated. Mom tried to offer comfort by keeping her \nlegs wide open and lightly touching my hip with her fingers. I awkwardly\n tried to hug her, which brought her breasts in contact against me.

\"You're\n doing fine,\" mom softly whispered into my ear. She was so nice and \nencouraging. I felt her hand at my side, offering the help and guidance I\n needed to proceed as my hips started to move. Soon we were holding \nhands and looking each other in the eyes. My mother's legs were wide \nopen and her breasts were bouncing in a gentle rhythm with my first \nthrusts into the hairy warmth. They were soft and jiggly and I could \ndistinctly feel her nipples.

\"M-hm. Yes,\" my mother said as I \nstarted trying longer thrusts, all the way in and out. Her hands were \nlightly caressing my back. She was attentively looking at what I was \ndoing, occasionally shifting her hips a little. Her legs were wide open,\n and her nipples had become very big, jutting from the large dark \nareolas. My pace quickened instinctively and I was naturally alternating\n between rapid and deep hip motions, guided by the warm shivers I could \nfeel around me.

When I started groaning I felt mom move her ankles\n behind my thighs and her sensitive hands started comfortingly caressing\n my hips and back. Her maternal instincts were working as I started \ngetting closer to the eventual end expected finish.

I looked at \nher, and our gazes connected and stayed locked until it finally \nhappened. I shouted, \"Oh God, mom! Oh G-n-nnnh...!\" and instinctively \nclosed them. My hips reacted naturally, thrusting all the way in as a \nlong, powerful squirt shot into the womb, and I felt a twitch going \nthrough mom's thighs. Her hips moved unexpectedly and I felt warm \nshudders around me as another long spurt was suddenly fired into mom, a \nhard thrust sending it deep into the womb where the spermatozoa started \nrushing towards their lovely goal. I held mom tightly as the pulsating \nspurts kept shooting into her. Her legs were around me offering \ncloseness, and the motions of her hips which accompanied the \nejaculations felt comforting.

After the last, lingering thrusts \nhad sent everything into mom, I finally pulled out. Afterwards I could \nonly caress my mother's hips and belly as we were hugging each other, \nsharing loving gazes and little kisses.

\"Thanks for being my first, mom,\" I said.

Mom lightly kissed my cheek and whispered into my ear: \"Sleep well, darling. Tomorrow is a new day.\"

I\n knew she was right. There were good things in the world, and I would \nfind them eventually. With that in mind I could drift peacefully into \nblessed and angelic sleep.

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