Moms Diary

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I'm David 24 and work as a loans officer in the local bank branch. I live with my widowed mother Leanne 46, my father passed on 4 years ago after a car accident. My mother is my ideal woman and I judge every woman I date by how they compare to her. Late last month I was cleaning up after painting some rooms in the house. I knocked over her bedside cabinet and her diary fell out of a draw. I had a quick peek, nothing much was of interest to me. Till I found a page that compared me to my late father, saying how much I looked and acted like him. It went on to say how much she missed my father and the sex they use to have together and how she got horny when she saw me half dressed. This got me horny and I wanted to have sex with her. But she was out at her club meeting and wouldn't be home for hours. After finishing cleaning up and returning the diary to its draw. I sat thinking about her and decided to try and seduce her, I would wear less clothing when around her and watch her reactions. Hoping that she would get horny and would be easier to bed. I didn't think it would work, but there is always a chance. After a week and nothing much had happened, now in December and the work Christmas parties started. I got home from work and there was a note from her that she would be at her works Christmas party and asking me to pick her up at 7.30. I had a shower and some cooked chicken from the frig and watched some TV. Then I left to pick her up from the Christmas party. I arrived and I had drink with her at the party and then we left. She said on the way home, that she a bit too much to drink. This got me thinking, that she might be easier now with her defences a bit lower. On arriving home she sat down to watch TV and I went and stripped down to my shorts. I started to exercise in full view of her and soon noticed that she was watching me and not the TV. After a while I decided to go and give her a big hug, we had always hugged each other as a sign of affection. I walked up to her and held her close and could feel her trembling as I hug her. I gave her a kiss and then left to dress, thinking I had failed to arouse her enough. I returned and she had gone and so I went to find her. I walked into her bedroom and found her masturbating on her bed and her saying my name as she masturbated. I walked straight to her she was in shock at being caught and I kissed her again. This time on the lips and she kissed me back, not giving her time to react. I got on bed with her and start to feel her up and kissing her and I went down on her and then I mounted her and fucked her. After as we laid together and she said We shouldn't have had sex. I said I've always wanted to fuck her and always will, your my perfect woman. Next morning Saturday as we had breakfast together we talked about the night before. She was a bit ashamed about having sex with me, but only because I'm her son. I took the view that it was great and told her that we should do it more often. I asked her to consider me as her willing lover and not just her son. She resisted but said she think on it, I said I respected her and would abided by her decision. But I walk about half dressed, hoping to help her decide in my favor. That evening I was going to the movies and asked her to go with me, I was happy when she agreed. After the movie we returned home and I kissed her on the lips and asked if I could sleep with her she agreed and we have sleeping together since then.
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