A Son, A Soldier And A Lover

Dear Mom, I’m so sorry to have run away from you and our home. I hope you can forgive my decision to join the army without your consent. And I’m also sorry for not talking to you for the last three months. I had my reasons to choose this job and be away from home.

I hope you can forgive me. It has been a hard three months for me, and there hasn’t been a day where I have not thought about you. Hoping to hear from you.

With Love
David

Dear David, I’m so happy to hear from you. I was worried when you did not return any of my emails. I hope you are doing well. I want you to know that I respect your decision to join the army, and I’m not mad at you.

I had always thought of us to be more like friends than being Mom and Son. So I was a bit sad that you did not consult me and just took a major decision in your life. I hope we can be as close as we used to be.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I guess you did not notice that we drifted apart after you started dating Jack. I don’t blame you for it. I’m happy that you found a man after dad left us. I’m happy that you found a man. I guess it had to do with us spending less time together. This getting away from you is more of my doing than your Mom. I had to be away from home.

With Love
David

Dear Dav, I now feel terrible that I have ignored you for Jack, with whom things have gotten a little patchy. I wish I could make up for it somehow. I have realized that I haven’t heard you out. So I would like to know why that drove you away from our home.

I promise to hear you out and not judge you in any way.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I’m sorry that things look shaky with Jack. But I’m sure you can find a more suitable man than him. I’m sorry if that hurt you. I have thought about telling you about the reason that I left home many times before. But I couldn’t find the courage.

I guess I wouldn’t have found the courage to have this conversation any way other than a text message. I left the house because I love you, Mom. Not as a son would love his Mom but as a man who loves a woman. You may think I’m crazy, but it’s true.

Mom, you are the perfect woman in my dreams. I dream about all the things that I can possibly do with you. I’m sorry if any of my words offended you, but I feel relieved now. Thanks for letting me speak my mind. I’m sorry once again if this hurt your feelings.

With Love
David

David was worried as he did not receive any emails from his Mom for the past two days. He felt he had ruined his relationship with his Mom. He checks his email again as he did for every five minutes in the last two days.

To his surprise and relief, there was a mail from his Mom. He clicked on it nervously and read the content.

Dear Son, my head has been spinning since I read your mail. I’m still not able to digest what you wrote in your last mail. But I have found some sense of calmness now. Guess I needed some time before I replied back.

I’m not mad at you. In fact, I’m happy that you are opening up to me again like you used to do before. I just wanted to know if there was any mistake on my side that made you think and act like this.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I was worried when I did not receive any mail from you. I’m happy and glad that you understood me. I assure you that you haven’t done anything intentionally to provoke me. Can’t blame you for being a hot woman with curves.

I’m sorry if I’m crossing any boundaries, but I had to state the facts. I guess I wanted to occupy dad’s space when he left you. So when I found Jack filling that space, I couldn’t stand it and left the house. I wish I was there now to support you in these hard times

With Love
David

Dear Son, I have to admit that I had a good laugh when I read your comments about me. It also made me feel good about getting compliments from a man, although it’s from my own son. I really miss how you made me laugh and stood beside me during tough times.

I should have given more attention to you, and none of this would have happened. When can I see you again, baby?

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I’m happy that my words put a smile on your sexy face. I can compliment you more. But I’m not sure how you would take those comments. And I did not say anything funny to make you laugh. It was a genuine comment. You are really a hot woman.

I won’t be home for the next three months. Mom, although I have 2 days off every 2 weeks, I will be traveling from port to port. If it’s not too much to ask, can you please send a photo of you? I have been dying to see your face, Mom.

With Love
David

Samantha felt a mixture of emotions as she read her son’s mail. She felt happy for the love her son was having for her. But she also felt nervous about the lust that was building inside him. She did a quick google search and found out that it was common for sons to lust on their moms. It would normally vanish away in a few years.

That got her relieved and happy. But she wondered about the compliments that her son had withdrawn from texting her. She wanted to know what those comments were that he thought would be taken badly by her. She then decided to visit her favorite beautician before she took a photo to send to her son.

Dear Dav, thanks for the compliments again, although I’m sure it’s only your way of showing your love. I was also wondering about the compliments that you felt would be taken badly by me. Now I’m curious to hear them. Don’t worry, I won’t judge you because I feel you.

I had a pretty good relationship before to talk about this stuff. I hope we can go back to those days of closeness. I’m waiting for these three months to pass by to see you. I have attached a photo of me with this mail. I hope you can send me one of your photos in the uniform.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, you looked fabulous in the photo, which proves my compliment correct. You still look young and dashing. The other compliments I wanted to tell you were about you as a person and your body.

I’m not sure how you will take these coming from your son, but I’m telling you this as a man and not your son. So here it goes, Mom, or let me call you Samantha. I think you the most loving woman that a man can have in his life.

The way you treated dad and then Jack made me feel jealous of them. Whenever I dated a girl, I looked for your qualities in her, and I found none of them has what you have got.

Your body has been driving me crazy for years. None of the girls in my college had a body like you have, Samantha. I had a hard time controlling myself whenever you wore some tight-fitting clothes that showed your wonderful curves.

Many nights I had gone to sleep thinking about you and your body. I love you, Samantha. Sorry if I had crossed any boundaries, Mom, but I feel good now. Hope you find my words as a compliment. Also attaching a photo of me in my uniform.

With Love
David

As Samantha read the email, her heart was pacing at an unbelievable speed. She knew her son was not only lusting her body but was also in love with her as she read the second paragraph of his email. Her breathing was long and unsteady as she read the next paragraph of her son describing her body.

A warm sensation was spreading across her body as she kept reading the same paragraph again and again. She had many questions now. Was her son referring to his penis when he wrote, “hard time controlling myself whenever you wore some tight-fitting clothes.”

Was he thinking sexually of her when he went to bed? Soon Samantha felt horny. Without her knowledge, she started to think of what her son must have dreamed.

Does he dream of seeing me naked? Does he play with my body in his dream? Do I give him a blowjob in his dream? Then her thoughts slowly drifted to other things like How big will his cock be? Will I give a blowjob to him if he insisted?

Her thoughts guided her for the next half an hour. Her warm sensation subsided. She was shocked to see her right hand inside her pants and a wet patch on her pant’s crotch region. To her disbelief, her hands were drenched, wet and sticky. Samantha felt awful that night and did not respond to her son’s email.

It was 11 pm, and Samantha was up in her bed, deep in thoughts. In her last google search, she learned a lot about the Oedipal complex and how it’s natural for a son to feel sexual attraction towards their mother.

It provided her with some relief to know that there were other mothers out there who had faced similar situations. Samantha’s next Google search to find how other moms dealt with this kind of situation made her discover incest stories.

She was a bit hesitant in reading the first story and finding out that moms made love with their sons. She felt a bit obnoxious about the whole thing. The second story was far more thrilling and erotic that she submitted to her urges. She started to visualize herself as a character in the story of how a son helps his sex-starved mom.

It was 12 midnight, and Samantha couldn’t stop reading incest stories of Mom and son. She never thought such love and passion was possible between a mother and a son. It was the third story that she was reading, and it had a lot of teasing and naughty talks.

Samantha visualized herself as the naughty Mom, and David replaced the son in the story. Halfway through the story, Samantha already had her vibrator in level 1 mode, buried inside her pussy as it slowly gave her constant pleasure.

As she read the climax of the story where the Mom and son were talking dirty and having hardcore sex. Samantha had the best orgasm she had in years. Tried, drained, and satisfied, she fell asleep.

The next morning Samantha workup fresh and happier than ever before. She immediately thought of her son’s mail and read it up once again. The way he had called her name in the mail made her giggle like a little girl. She wasn’t sure how she was going to reply to him.

After a bit of thought, she decided to play it safe and take things slowly. But at the same time, she wanted to know everything that her son thought about her.

Dear Dav, sorry for the delay. I needed some time for myself before I responded to you. It was so overwhelming when I read your mail first. But I’m starting to view things from a young man’s perspective. What you feel about me can be lust or love.

I want to give you time to think about our relationship, what you want and what you don’t. This doesn’t mean that I’m okay with all this, but I’m willing to hear you out.

On the fun side, I loved the way you described me, and I feel special. Thank you, baby. The way you called my name made me feel like a young woman who is getting to know a man she had just met. It felt weird and exciting.

I’m happy that you are feeling happy by saying things that were held up in your mind. Mommy is always here to hear you out, so don’t hesitate to speak your mind with me.

You looked handsome in the uniform, and you seem to be in good shape too. Keep it up, my boy.

With love
Mom

Dear Mom, thanks for understanding me. I don’t mind you taking time as I can understand your dilemma. I don’t think my mind will change if I get some time to think about our relationship.

In fact, I’m thinking about us every day. In my dream, we cuddle in our bed and do much more. So as days go by, my feeling for you grows stronger and stronger.

I’m glad that you like my description of you and the way I called your name. And you are still a young woman to me. A young woman that I want to know really well, both on the inside and outside.

Since you want me to speak my mind, I have a request for you. Can you send a photo of you wearing the black Mini dress which has a V-cut front? I have seen you wearing it only once, and I was impressed by how sexy you looked in it.

With love
David

Samantha returned home after work and couldn’t wait to read more incest stories. In every story she read, she pictured her son making passionate love with her. Her inhibition towards the taboo relation was slowly decreasing. Now she could imagine herself submitting to her son’s desires.

An email notification popped up on her screen. She immediately opened it and read its content. Samantha was blushing when she read her son’s comment about cuddling in bed and doing much more. Now she wanted to know more about her son’s dreams and what they did in those dreams.

Half an hour later, Samantha was standing in front of a big mirror and admiring how the black dress fitted her and showed off her body. She now knew why her naughty son had asked for a picture in this particular dress.

The front side showed her deep cleavage. Her sexy toned thighs were visible as the dress ends just a few inches below her butt. She clicks a few photos before adjusting her bra to push her tits up a bit and taking a few more photos

She felt so naughty and turned on as she reviewed her photos and selected 3 photos that showed her ample cleavage and sexy legs. The cloth material was sticking to her body, which was evident from the photos as they showed her hips and butt curves. Finally, she sat down to reply to her son.

Dear Dav, I can’t believe I’m asking this, but now I’m curious to know what you dream about us. Spare no details, I want to hear everything you dream about us. I think I’m getting used to your insanity, and it’s also spreading to me.

I have attached the photos you had asked me for. Now I’m starting to realize how naughty you have been when you were home. I had worn that dress only once as I felt it was attracting too much attention from strangers. Never thought that my son was attracted to me too. I hope you like the photos. Love you, baby.

With love
Mom

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