The Tattoo

Incest
2006-06-27

Growing up it was always just me and my mom. I was a product of a one night stand and after me my mom never had any more kids. My mom is a attracting looking women. She is 5'4, 135 ponds with long black hair and blue eyes. But the one thing that stands most about my mom is that she had her right breast tattoo. At 35 now she dresses conservatively but when ever she's at home and she get's comfortable in her wife beater you could see the top of the tattoo.
When I was 18 we where just hanging out on the couch one night watching this program on the history of tattoo. While watching this I couldn't take my eye's of my mom's breast. I was real horny and watching this program made me want to see my mother tattoo real bad. I have never seen the whole thing before but I sure was going to try tonight.
"Mom, can I ask you something. "
"Sure honey go ahead", she said with out taking her eyes of the TV.
"Well mom I just always wondered what is that tattoo on your chest. "
"It's really nothing just a lot of different patterns"
"Why did you get it?"
"To be honest with you I had a ex boyfriend name tattoo on their and when we broke up I just covered it up"
"Well mom, I don't want this to come out the wrong way but do you think I could see the whole thing. "
"You got to be kidding me" mom said laughing "To do that I would have to show my own son my breast.
"Come on mom were watching this program on tattoo and I always wondered what yours look like.

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I want to see your tattoo not your breast" I said lying.
"You know what the hell. Nothing wrong if I just show you my tattoo right. "
"That right" I said with no look of excitement on my face but with some in my sweats.
And with that my mom slowly lowered her wife beater and her right breast popped out.
"Wow mom, I had know idea that is was so beautiful. "
I don't think she knew that I meant her breast.
"Have you had a long enough look" my mom ask after about 30 seconds of none stop staring with out blinking.
Not wanting her to cover her breast up I ask the first thing I could think off. "Can you feel the tattoo or does it just become part of your skin. "
"If you runs you finger across it lightly you could just barely feel it. "
"Can I try" I said with just a little bit of hope in my voice.
"I think this is going a little to far" mom said a started to cover back up.
"Come on mom im just curious that's it. Besides I already seen it.

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I'm just curious mom.

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"Alright Alright. Make it real fast though ok. "
"I can't be to fast you said that you have to run your fingers slowly. "
"Shut up and just do it. " mom said with a little bit of laughter in her voice
She didn't have to tell me twice. I slowly put my hands on the top of her breast and slowly lowered it down all the way tell I reached her nipple the only part of her breast not tattoo. When I reached her nipple I stopped just for a second to take it all in and slowly lowered my hand to the bottom of her breast.
My mom didn't tense up and she didn't moan but the look in her eyes was one that I never seen before.
That was my first experience and I never did any thing with my mom again. But when I got my first tattoo of my mom name across my chest she said it was her turn now to see if she could feel mine.
The End

I hit puberty kind of late at 18 But when it did I couldn't keep my hands of my self. I was kind of a loser at school and sense I had no contact with the opposite sex I turned my sexual attention to my mother. I wouldn’t say that I was obsess with her but I needed some sort of image in my head when I pleasure my self. .