CHAPTER 01:

_PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

_TITLE: ILLEGAL LOVE

_AUTHOR: LOLO

_CHAPTER 01:

It all started when my wife was about to give birth to our child. Romana and I had been married for about three years when she became pregnant. I'm an architect, I'm still trying to establish myself in a big firm. We're doing well, not very well, and we own a nice two-bedroom condo in a small town outside of Paris.

Due to certain complications, Romana was bedridden for the last three months of her pregnancy and had to be carefully monitored. When the baby was born, the doctor examined her early so they could try to control her delivery.

About the time she was about to go to the hospital, my parents offered to drive up from their home in Marseilles and stay with us to help out until Romana felt ready to take care of herself. We jumped at the offer since Romana's parents were both deceased and she really doesn't have any other family. My parents have always been great with us and it was a pleasure to have them around. They were always there for their children when they needed them. I was the third of four, two boys and two girls, so my parents thought it was my turn.

My dad is semi-retired as an entrepreneur, although he remains busy with consulting and such and mum is a nurse, but only part-time. So stepping away for a while wouldn't be a problem for them. In fact, my dad had a friend of his who wanted him to consult on a development he was building, so he could also make it a business trip. They originally lived here, but moved to Marseille shortly after my marriage. They are both in their fifties and look like everyone's parents. Dad is a little overweight with graying black hair and mom is tall and thin and has dark red hair with whispers of gray around her face.

The cause of everything that happened started when Romana first developed these complications and had to be confined to our room. Along with this came the orders not to have sex for the duration. We haven't had a very active sex life lately and not to brag, I have a very high libido and need to have it every day. We didn't get along too well, we argued and bickered, but we didn't want to break up, so we thought having a baby might help. We started dating in high school and got married about 5 years after college. Although Romana is not a beautiful girl with brown eyes and long curly brown hair which she wears in a ponytail down to the base of her back, she has some attributes that you cannot ignore. She has huge round tits and a soft round ass and killer legs all wrapped around a full figure which made her very sexy to me. When we started dating, the sex was great, but what I really fell in love with was how sweet she is.

Then, over time, things got a bit ugly, so when she got pregnant, we thought that might require us to work on our marriage. So being cut like that was killing me and, not wanting to fool Romana, I ended up with the old rosy palmer to take the strain off. I haven't pounded much since I was a kid and to be honest it didn't do the job. From the time I reached high school, I never had a problem fucking, mainly due to my personality. Not that my gear was inadequate, and thicker than most, but the girls just seemed to like me. And once they knew me, they wouldn't leave me alone. But now here I was, three months without real sex and climbing walls!

My parents arrived the night before Romana went to the hospital and it was really nice to have them here. They helped get Romana ready for the next day and mom cooked a great meal for everyone. I took Romana the next morning and spent the day with her, setting her up. The doctor explained that they were going to slowly encourage her to try to control her delivery. He told us she would probably be due in 48 hours, but they would monitor her progress all the time, and I could go home and they would call me if she got close when I wasn't there. I left home for supper and told Romana that I would be back the next morning, as I worked for a very progressive company that gave you three weeks off when your wife gave birth. I had a nice dinner with the people, watched TV and went to bed.

Once I stretched and felt the cold sheets stroke my cock, I started to get hard and realized I needed relief. I grabbed my phone and started reading LES DELIRES LOLO on Facebook while I was tugging on my cock. In no time I felt my cream rise on my cock and explode all over my hand and down my leg. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself up, then collapsed in bed, still feeling frustrated. I needed a hot pussy to satisfy this craving and I needed it soon!

I woke up the next morning about as excited as ever and it seemed like my beating was only making things worse. I put on long shorts and the way the fabric inside brushed my cock only made me fire up even more! I was in a deep, lustful fog as I put on a T-shirt and headed into the kitchen and made some coffee. I was sitting at the table reading the newspaper when my mother came in.

She says;

➖Oh honey, I didn't know you were already up. I would have gotten up earlier and made you breakfast

➖ME: It's okay mom, don't worry about it. Where is dad ?

➖He went to buy a newspaper, he will be back soon. Can I cook you some breakfast?

➖ME: Sure, that would be great.

I watched her move around the kitchen. I noticed for the first time that my mother had a beautiful figure that her thin dress could not conceal. She had full, round breasts that just seemed to sag a little under her own weight, a small waist with just the hint of a slight bulge in her stomach, a nice round ass, and long, slender legs. It must have been due to my lack of sex, but I became mesmerized watching her move around the room, grabbing things from the fridge, her tits bouncing and her ass swaying under her dress.

I had never in my life thought of my mother as some kind of sex object, but in the blink of an eye, everything changed! At one point, she bent down to pull a pan out of the cupboard and her dress opened up her leg, her babydoll riding up her legs, exposing her creamy white thigh. My cock swung around in my pants and started to swell as she stayed in that position, trying to find the right pan, me unable to take my eyes off her bare leg! She got frustrated in her search and held on for a moment, then bent down to continue her chase, causing her dress to ride up the back of her legs and stretch tightly over her round ass! This sight caused my horny cock to rev up and quickly ride its full length, hard as a steel bar.

I was overwhelmed by conflicting feelings to recognize this woman as my mother, the woman I had known all my life and never thought of as anything but that. She was my loving mother who cared for my childhood scrapes, eased my fears of nightmares, and walked me back and forth to various practices. But now I was faced with this sudden, irresistible reaction I had towards her as a desirable woman! I had seen her making breakfast in the exact same way, dressed in the exact same way and I had never felt a clue what I was feeling in that moment!

I thought I must be losing my mind, but I couldn't help but stare at her as my pulse began to quicken and my body heat began to rise. I found my breath shortening as my hormones raced and I was overwhelmed with the desire for my own mother!

I was in shock with a sexual intoxication as I watched her move towards the stove, absorbing every little movement under her dress. My heart was pounding and the hairs on my arms stood on end as I began to imagine the feel of her soft skin against mine. I couldn't sit there any longer and got up to bring my mug to the sink, quickly realizing my cock was fully erect and pushing the front of my shorts. I reached inside and readjusted it as best I could so it rested against my belly, the wide elastic waistband helping to hold it in place. My intention was to get out of this room and into my bedroom where I could relieve myself. The kitchen is galley style with a saloon at the end for a table and chairs. As I passed by my mother, there is not much space as there are cupboards and counters on each side.

As she passed by, she suddenly seemed to have trouble adjusting the burner, said something under her breath, then leaned over the stove to see better. As she leaned over, she sent her round ass straight into my flaming crotch and I could feel my hard cock wrap briefly in the crevice of her buttocks! It had the same effect on me as when a dentist strikes a nerve as a shiver runs up my spine and my cock wobbles in my pants. I didn't get a chance to savor the sensation as she quickly straightened up and half turned to face me. She showed no sign of realization that she had accidentally bumped into my furious erection with her fluffy ass!

➖Oh, sorry darling! I didn't see you there

➖ME: It's okay mom. You have a problem?

I tried to calm myself down and seemed interested in helping her.

She complained;

➖It's your stove. I can't adjust the burner correctly

➖Yes, we have the same problem, let me show you.

We both turned to the stove. I leaned behind her, my chest resting on her back and my engorged cock lightly stroking her ass. We were practically cheek to cheek as I showed her how to set the stove to the temperature she wanted. While doing this, I smelled the heady, moldy smell of my mother's body, obviously she hadn't showered yet and her aroma was driving me crazy!

As she looked closely at my hands on the control dial, I let my eyes wander over my mother's neck and chest until I caught sight of the cleavage of her puffy nightgown and bathrobe. . Her breasts were round and luscious, covered in freckles and they rose and fell with her breathing. I could almost see the beginning of her areolas and her nipples, but they remained hidden against the material of her babydoll. My libido was in overdrive now, as I couldn't fight the overwhelming rush of desire I felt for her! My eyes traced their way back to his chest and settled on his exposed neck. It was long and graceful even though it showed its age. I wanted to bury my nose against her and push my cock into the crease of her round ass!

Somewhere deep in my stupor, I heard her say "Thank you, honey" and look at me. I quickly refocused on his face.

➖ You know mom, you smell really good, what are you wearing?

She replied with a somewhat puzzled look on her face;

➖Why nothing, I haven't even taken a shower yet.

➖ME: Really? I could have sworn I could detect something really cool.

I dropped my face to the area of ​​his neck just below his ear.

I took a deep breath and filled my senses with her scent, lost in a world of wantonness. I pressed my nose against his tilted neck, rubbing him up and down.

She asked with a bit of annoyance in her voice;

➖Tamir, what are you doing?

I didn't respond, but continued to nuzzle her neck as I lifted my hands and placed them on her hips. I felt all reason leave me as I started to follow my nose with little kisses up and down her neck

She cried;

➖Tamir, stop now, it's not funny!!

She then moved her neck away from my face.

➖ME: Ohh… uh… of course…

I walked away reluctantly;

➖I…uh…I better get ready to go see Romana.

I struggled to leave the room without exposing my rage to my mother and headed to my room. Once inside, I stripped quickly, my rock hard cock shaking and swaying. I walked into the bathroom and quickly turned on the shower. Once under the spray, I soaped up my cock and jerked it urgently to the thoughts of my mom's warm, supple body pressing against mine. As my thoughts turned to the feel of his thick, soft lips on mine, I cum violently, my knees flexing as my cum shoots out of the head of my cock.

I recovered in no time and got out, drying off and getting dressed. I made my way out of the house and into the hospital. I spent all morning and early afternoon with Romana, mostly watching TV until I couldn't feel my ass in the chair. I told Romana at that time that I had to go and say goodbye to her.

I left the hospital and went to the mall where I watched a lot of girls which did nothing for my condition. I couldn't believe I had tried to move my own mother! Just thinking about it gave me chills.

I spent as much time as possible at the mall before heading home.

Mom was cooking supper in the kitchen while Dad was watching the tube.

She looked at me questioningly and walked away. I watched her move around the kitchen, dying to get back to her side and hug me.

She stopped at the counter and continued with breakfast. I slowly walked over to her and sat down in front of her.

I lied;

➖Uh, mom… I'm sorry… I miss you…

She looked at me for a moment and seemed to melt right in front of me;

➖Oh honey! I'm sorry! Come !

She opened her arms to ask for a hug.

I stepped into his arms and wrapped my arms around his waist, intoxicated by the feel of his soft body meshing against mine in a tight embrace. I turned my hips away from her to keep her from feeling my ram-hard cock.

TO BE CONTINUED...