Sleeping Next to Mom

“Mom, can I spend the night here? It’s too late to drive home.” My visit with Mom had run later than I anticipated. “Yes, I don’t want you driving home when you are so tired. Now, you know I’ve converted your old bedroom into a sewing room, so there’s no bed in there anymore, but your Dad’s old bed is still in my bedroom. Even though he and I divorced, I haven’t seen the need to remove it.” “OK, Mom, but I don’t want to invade your privacy.” “It’s not a problem. We can change in separate rooms.” It was settled, then. I would sleep in the bed next to Mom’s after we had changed into our sleepwear. Mom had given birth to me when she was 30, and I was now 25, so she was now 55, but still shapely, full-breasted, and desirable. I had never told her I had always lusted after her delicious body, or how I had spied on her through the bedroom window when she changed into her nightclothes. So many times I has masturbated with the memory of seeing her nude to fuel my fantasies. Now I would be sleeping in the same room with her! Mom went to her bedroom, then called out to me after she had changed that she was in bed and I could come in to the room to sleep in the bed next to hers. I came in still fully clothed, with the lamp on Mom’s nightstand still on. She was turned facing the opposite wall, so I removed my shirt and pants, leaving just my briefs on, as I hadn’t brought any pajamas. As I got into bed, I told Mom goodnight and told her she could turn off the light. It was now dark, and I was tired. I drifted off to sleep pretty quickly. But about 2 in the morning, I awoke, and I was very horny. My penis was hardening at the thought of my mom just a few feet away, in just a thin, single layer of clothing between me and her naked body. It was more than I could bear. I sat up on my bed and reached under Mom’s blanket, placing my hand on the front of her thigh. Mom jerked just a little. “Alan, is that you? What are you doing? You startled me!” “Oh, Mom. I just wanted to touch you. I have wanted to touch you since I was a teenager.” “What do you mean?” “I mean I have been attracted to you for years. With you being so close, I just had to touch you.” “You mean you’ve wanted me sexually?” “Yes. You know I have complimented you many times over the years on how young and beautiful you look!” “I know, son, but I thought you were just being complimentary. I didn’t know there was more behind your compliments.” “It really shouldn’t be a surprise to you. Didn’t you notice when I was still living here that I somehow managed to make sure you “accidentally” saw me naked a few times? And some of those times, I made sure I was hard and erect for you. I hoped you would like what I was showing you.” “Yes, I noticed. I thought it was accidental, and I was embarrassed by your erections. I thought you must have been masturbating, and I didn’t want to make you feel ashamed. But I was proud you had such a nice penis.” I still had my hand on Mom’s thigh, and now I started to move my hand up and down her leg in a gentle massage. Mom seemed to relax to my touch and told me “That feels good. I haven’t had a massage in years.” I saw that as my best chance at to make advances that otherwise would be rejected. “Why don’t you roll over and I’ll give you a nice massage, then.” Mom pulled the blanket off and rolled onto her tummy. “I need a little light to see what I’m doing,” I said as I turned on the lamp on Mom’s nightstand. I sat on the bed and started stroking the back of her legs from her ankles to her upper thigh as I moved her nightshirt up to her bottom. Occasionally, I would rub her feet and then back to the back of her legs. I also would revert to a very gentle stroke, just lightly dragging my fingers across her legs. As Mom relaxed more and more, I uncovered Mom’s bottom and started to massage her there as well, but initially met with a little resistance. “I’m not sure you should be touching me there,” Mom said. “Well, I want to give you a full-body massage, so that’s just part of it.” Mom seemed to relent, so I continued to rub her from her feet to her waist, preparing to move up to her back next. To get to her back, I pulled her nightshirt all the way up to her neck. As I started rubbing her back, Mom sighed deeply and told me, “Oh, that feels so good! It’s so soothing and relaxing.” Mom then pulled her nightshirt over her head and completely off her body, all while remaining on her tummy, revealing just enough of the side of her breast to excite me even more. Mom now seemed much more receptive than when I had started. I continued to move over her entire backside, shifting my touch from a deep kneading of any tight muscles to a feather-light touch on other parts. I had one trick I wanted to try to arouse her without making her suspicious. I stroked my lightest touch on the back of both of her knees at the same time - a touch that I knew would go right to her clitoris without it looking like I was trying to stimulate her. “Ooh, mmmmm,” Mom said, “That’s interesting.” “What, Mom?” I said, feigning innocence. “Oh, I just reacted a little differently than I thought to your strokes. I think you’d better stop massaging me. But you can get in bed beside me.” I was surprised at Mom’s invitation, wondering what she was thinking. “Just cuddle with me and put your arms around me,” Mom said. I gladly complied, and as I moved my body closer to spoon with her, Mom felt my erection touching her bottom through my briefs. “My goodness! You’re rather aroused!” “Yes, Mom. I have always wanted to be in bed with you, and your body feels so warm and soft. I hoped I could someday get to experience this.” “Well, it’s nice to feel you so close, but we still need to get some sleep, and this is the most you can expect. You are my son, after all.” My heart sank a little, but I was thankful I was able to get this far, cuddling with Mom, feeling her body against mine, and knowing she could feel my erection. She wasn’t objecting to it, so that made me hopeful for the future. It took a long time, but I eventually fell asleep, still spooning with Mom in my arms. When I awoke in the morning, my morning wood was at full attention. Mom also woke up and felt my erection pressing against her bottom. “Oh!, I see you’re still aroused! Well, thanks for that lovely massage last night, hun. That felt wonderful.” Mom rolled around to face me, and totally surprised me when she suddenly moved down, pulled down my briefs and kissed the tip of my penis. “That’s a little reward for your loving attention last night.” Mom arose from her bed and went into her bathroom. I knew the night’s adventure was over.