sex with mom

Author’s note: Welcome to my latest story! If you’re new to me, then thank you for checking me out, and as always a disclaimer. All of my stories have a build up before the taboo fun. If you’re more a fan of quick stroke tales, I may not be for you. For those who know me, you also know that I strive to always try something different. Mama’s Boy is no different. First all my stories are about the initial crossing the line. I have however, always thought about picking one up in the middle. Writing a story where the taboo relationship is established already and working around that. In addition, although nowhere near as dark as SWB, this story deals with a little unpleasantness as I use the device of a cruel husband to explain the mother/son “bond”. Anyway I hope you enjoy my latest attempt. Lovecraft68



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I jerked awake at the sound of my cell phone ringing. I reached over to the nightstand, but realized I’d left it over on the bureau. With a groan, I sat up and started to get out of the bed, when Julie came out of the bathroom.



“I’ll get it for you Paul,” she called out.



I sat back gratefully onto the pillow. Julie and I had studied until five am for our English finals. After that we’d grabbed breakfast, come back to the apartment I shared with my best friend Rob, and spent a couple of hours studying much more pleasant things. Julie had to work later tonight and had managed to slip out of bed without waking me to get ready. While she grabbed the phone and said hello, I took a moment to take her in.



Julie was wearing the short black skirt she waitressed in. The skirt exposed her long legs almost to the cheeks of her cute little ass and was responsible for her getting enough tips three nights a week to pay her rent. Over the skirt however, Julie was only wearing a black lace bra and her small perky tits were propped up quiet well. I could see her nipples through the lace and as my cock began to swell, started to wonder if she had enough time for a quickie. That thought changed when I heard Julie speak,



“Oh, hi Sherri, yeah he’s here.”



Julie had said that last part with barely concealed annoyance. I, on the other hand, felt my heart skip a beat. Mom could be calling just to say hi as she did everyday at some point, but it could also mean Dad was drinking again. Or, I thought excitedly, maybe…



“It’s your mother.” Julie said tossing the phone disgustedly onto the bed next to me.



She turned and walking away from me went and stood over near the large overnight bag she brought with her whenever she was going to stay a couple of days and leaned against the bureau. Picking up the phone I answered, “Hey Mom!”



“Hi honey!” she exclaimed.



This time my heart didn’t just skip a beat, it began to race. Mom had that mixed tone of relief and excitement she got in her voice when ever dad had to go out on the road. I could feel a smile begin to creep across my face as I asked, “Hey, everything okay?”



“Better than okay,” Mom said. “Your father’s going on a run to Minnesota; he’ll be gone four days.”



“Four days?” I repeated.



“Hmm-mmm” Mom giggled like a young girl and my smile became wider; I loved to hear her laugh like that. Of course she could sound like that all the time if she would get rid of my asshole old man. “Four glorious days of peace and quiet and….” She trailed off.



I waited a moment then rolled my eyes, but continued to smile; she wanted me to play along. As I gave it another few seconds to leave her wondering, I looked up to see Julie scowling at me. She’d guessed the conversation and I knew there was an argument coming. Whatever, she’d get over it, but I did force my face into a serious expression as I asked,



“You going to be okay alone Mom?”



“I guess,” she sighed dramatically into the phone. “You know how I get. I should be thrilled to be alone, but you know I get nervous.”



“Well, remember what the doctor said,” I began for Julie’s benefit, “That’s just nerves and…”



“I’ll have a hard time sleeping.” Mom continued, “But I suppose I could take those pills the doctor gave me.”



She released another exaggerated sigh, and I could picture her smiling on the other end of the phone, her blue eyes bright with excitement. Playing my part, I emitted a resigned sigh of my own.



“Mom, do you need me to come stay with you?”



“Paul!” Julie hissed at me from across the room.



“That’s nice of you honey,” Mom started, “But you have school and your cute little girlfriend’s over.”



“I’ll still go to class mom, and Julie will understand, she always does.” I added, trying to give Julie a smile.



“Not this time,” Julie said over her shoulder as she began removing her clothes from the bureau drawer and putting them in her bag.



“Still honey, I can’t ask you to and….” Mom trailed off then began to giggle again. I turned around on the bed so Julie couldn’t see me smile as Mom continued, “Oh, honey,” she whispered softly, “Will you please come keep your lonely mother company?”



Putting my hand over my mouth, I whispered into the phone, “I would love to, can’t have you all alone now can we?”



“You’re such a good boy!” she purred in my ear causing a warm feeling to begin to flow through me. “I’ll have to go out of my way to spoil you!” she added with a giggle that had an entirely different sound to it than the previous one.



Out loud I said, “What time do you want me to come by?”



“He’s leaving right after dinner so come on over around six.”



“I’ll be there.” I said as behind me I heard the sound of Julie zipping her bag up.



“I love you honey!”



“I love you too mom,” I said.



I ended the call and turned to see Julie had put the white blouse on that went with her skirt, but more importantly had her bag slung over her shoulder.



“Listen Julie,” I began as I got up from the bed. “Don’t be mad, I….”



“Don’t be mad?” She asked in a tone that told me she was already there. “Are you fucking kidding me, Paul?”



“Calm down, Julie,” I said, standing in front of her and trying to put my arm on her shoulder.



“No!” she snapped, stepping back from me. “I screwed with my schedule and took tomorrow night off, because it’s been awhile since we could spend a weekend together and now you’re going to pull this shit?”



“Come on, Jules,” I said softly, giving her a big smile and again trying to reach out to her.



“Don’t give me that Jules, shit.” She shook her head, “Do you know how much money I make in tips on Fridays? You know how much money I lost?”



“Well…”



“But I did it because I wanted to spend time with you Paul!” she threw her hands up, “Now I took it off for nothing.”



“Maybe they can put you back on the….”



“Maybe my boyfriend can grow a pair and tell his fucking mother to act like an adult and stay alone!”



I sighed, “Its hard Julie, she has a lot of trouble with my dad and she needs me and…”



“She always needs you.” She pointed at me. “And you always go, you never tell her no!”



“Why should I?” I asked getting defensive, “My mom’s been damn good to me and she deserves better than my asshole father. So when she needs me I…”



“Go running.” Julie shook her head disgustedly, “You’re a fucking mama’s boy.”



“No, I’m not.”



“Yes, Paul you are. Tell you what,” Julie pointed at the bedroom door. “Go out there and go ask all your friends what they would do, go spend a weekend with their mom, or spend it with their girlfriend who just got an entire weekend off to do nothing but you!” she pointed again, “Go ahead!”



“Julie….”



“Christ, you’d rather hang with your mother, than get laid.”



I looked away as I bit back the remark that I could do both. Taking a deep breath, I began softly.



“Julie, I’m sorry. I know it’s tough and I know you put up with a lot. I’d rather be with you too…”



“Then prove it.” Julie pointed at my phone. “Call her back and tell her you can’t.”



“She has a hard time being alone and….”



“Then tell her we’ll come by for dinner and hang out for awhile, then maybe we’ll swing by on Saturday, but you’re not spending the weekend with her.”



“I can’t do that to her.” I shook my head.



“No Paul, you won’t do it to her.” Julie she grunted disgustedly. “You prefer your mommy to me.”



“Julie please, try to understand.”



This time I succeeded in taking her hand in mine and stepping closer put my other hand on her arm and looked into her deep brown eyes.



“My mom’s really fragile and she needs….”



“Paul, you can try those big blue eyes on me all you want, it’s not going to work this time.”



My response turned into a surprised gasp when I felt her hand squeeze my cock through my boxers.



“Neither is this.” She continued. “I told you the last time you did this that I won’t play second fiddle to your mother.”



“Babe, you know she’s got….”



“And don’t babe me.” She said, slipping her hand from mine “And don’t give me the ‘I don’t understand’.”



Stepping away from me, she began picking up her makeup and shoving it in her purse.



“I’ve been more than understanding Paul. We’ve been together a year and a half. I have stepped back over and over so you could spend time with your mother. I tried to find her a councilor; I tried to talk to her about leaving your asshole father. I’ve tried Paul.”



Zipping her purse she turned back to me.



“Last time I even offered to go stay with you at your mom’s place. I even said I would sleep on the couch in case she thought it wasn’t proper for us to screw around in her house.”



“And I appreciate it Julie, I do.” I told her, meaning it.



“But know what Paul? Your mom doesn’t want to help herself. She wants to play victim and loves that her little boy comes running. That’s why she didn’t want me to stay over, she wants you to herself. It’s a control game.”



“Now you’re just being stupid.” I shook my head.



“No, I’m being honest.” She smirked. “Your Mommy wants to be your number one girl Paul. She doesn’t care your with me, but when she needs you, it’s perfectly clear I’m supposed to be number two.” She shrugged. “I told you last time Paul, that that would be the last time.”



“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.



“It means, you tell me right now that after work, I’m going to come here and you’ll be here and we’ll enjoy our weekend. If you’re going to tell me you’re going to your mother’s than I’m done Paul.”



“Just like that?”



“Paul we’ve been arguing about this for months. It’s not just like that, you just don’t care.” She sighed and looking upset for the first time said softly.



“I love you Paul. You’re a great guy. You’re smart, responsible, you’re good looking and you’re sweet as can be. But I will not spend the rest of my life with a mama’s boy, so you need to choose and you need to do it now. I won’t cave again.”



I frowned and looked away. I felt the same about her as she’d said about me. Julie was pretty, an A student, and damn good to me. I could see her point about Mom, but she also didn’t know the whole story, nor could she. Mom had always been my number one girl, as Julie had put it and always would be. Just the sound of Mom giving me that playful little purr in my ear was all it took to make my decision. I sighed as it appeared I had reached the end of being able to have my cake and eat it too.



“Sorry Julie,” I said quietly. “Mom has to come first right now.”



Julie looked away from me quickly, but not before I saw the look of hurt in her eyes. I felt a pang of sadness. She was a great girl and I hated to let her go, but then again, in a way she would be better off, it’s not like I had been entirely upfront with her during our time together. Julie took a deep breath and nodded.



“Fine, you go running to mommy. You can tell her I broke up with you and she’ll be all happy she’s got her little boy to herself again.”



“Julie….”



“Forget it Paul, you made your choice.” Turning she walked quickly towards the bedroom door.



She grabbed the knob and as she began to open the door turned back and looked at me.



“I hope you’re happy with your choice Paul, because I want you to remember one thing. I may not be your favorite girl, but this girl did things for you, your precious mommy can’t”



She exited the room and as she slammed the door behind her, I thought well….



*****



After Julie left, I went back to bed and despite how upset I was, managed to fall back to sleep for a couple of hours. After all, I didn’t want to be tired when I went over Mom’s. After getting up I quickly showered and after packing enough clothes for the next few days, hopped into my ten year old Toyota. It was a twenty minute drive to moms and it was all I could do to force myself not to speed. It had been over a month since dad had gotten a run that had taken him more than an afternoon away. I saw my mother at least once every couple of days, but it was different when dad was in town. He had a habit of stopping home at random times during the day. Dad had always claimed he was in the area so why not stop in and grab something to eat or drink rather than go out on the road?



The truth was my father was a jealous possessive asshole. My entire life he’d been that way. He’d never wanted Mom to work, even when times were tough, because he didn’t want her around any guys that might actually be nice to her. On the few occasions they would go out, he would even pick out her clothes, making sure she wasn’t dressed trashy as he so kindly put it. I remember one especially embarrassing day that I’d had Rob and a few friends over after school. It was a hot day and mom had been wearing a pair of denim cut offs and a white tank top.



The shorts showed off my mother’s long legs and the shirt looked as if it were straining to hold her tits which even back then I couldn’t help but notice were pretty damn impressive. Rob and the other kids couldn’t help but notice either and were ogling her every time she passed by. Mom had also had her long blond hair down and whenever she would come in to see if we needed anything was laughing and joking. Her big blue eyes and huge smile added to her killer body, made her even more difficult to ignore. Even Rob who had known mom since we were back in kindergarten had been commenting to me about how fucking hot she was.



Then dad came home. He’d been drinking, which came as no shock. What was shocking was that right in front of my friends he told my mother she was dressed like a pig. As my face turned crimson with shame, and my friends sat there stunned, Dad had proceeded to accuse Mom of looking slutty on purpose, that she was cock teasing my friends and would probably fuck one if he gave her the chance. Rob had stood up and quickly told the other kids it was time to leave. Once they left, Dad had told Mom to get in the other room and put some real clothes on. He then tried to tell me he was sorry that my mother was a whore.



I’d been so angry I’d told him that he was a drunken piece of shit and to never talk about my mother like that again. That had earned me quite a memorable ass whipping and was certainly the day that I decided I truly hated my father. It was also the day something else had happened, something I suppose was wrong, but was the most amazing and beautiful experience of my life.



Dad had gone on the road that afternoon and as I’d walked past mom’s room I heard her crying. I’d gone in there and sitting on the bed next to her told her things would be okay. That was when she saw my eye was black and my lip was split. She’d started crying harder, and we’d held each other closely. Eventually we calmed down and started talking, Mom said she was sorry for dressing like that and I told her she had no reason to apologize. She said it was probably embarrassing for my friends to be saying things about her. I told her in a way it was nice to see someone looking at her for the beautiful woman she was.



Mom had looked at me strangely and asked if I really thought she was beautiful. I blushed because not only had I always thought that, but many times had caught myself looking at her in ways that were far from appropriate. I didn’t say that, but told her she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Mom had misted up again, and then before I could react had taken me in her arms and kissed me. The kiss had been directly on the mouth and….



My thoughts trailed off as I saw the familiar sight of The Dells lemonade stand that had been on the corner of our street since I could remember. The one mom used to take me to every day in the summers. As I took the turn and saw the small white cottage I had grown up in coming up on the right, I felt my heart start to race again. I pulled into the driveway and after grabbing my bag from the trunk. All but ran up the stairs. I knocked on the door and stood there rocking from side to side. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning, excitedly waiting to unwrap his presents. And what a present I was going to get to unwrap! I…



Dad opened the door.



I stood there stunned as my father looked at me with the scowl that was pretty much his permanent expression. As we stood there in awkward silence, I looked at my father and felt that familiar wave of anger rise up. My father was a possessive drunk who’d been verbally and emotionally abusive to my mother for years. I imagined physically as well, although mom denied that. I often thought she was lying to me so I wouldn’t do anything stupid. Returning my father’s distasteful stare, I again thanked God I didn’t resemble him at all. Dad had dark hair and eyes, with a hint of an olive tone to his skin, whereas I had inherited mom’s big blue eyes, blond hair and fair skin. Dad’s complexion wasn’t just dark at the moment, it was red and I could see in his eyes he had been drinking. Shit, maybe they’d cancelled his run.



“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.



“Hey, I miss you too dad,” I said, rolling my eyes.



With a grunt Dad turned and walked back into the house, not even bothering to hold the door open for me. That was to my benefit however, as since he had never opened the screen door, he hadn’t seen my suitcase. Quickly opening the screen door, I stepped in and while his back was still turned I slipped the suitcase into the small hallway closet that was partially open. Dad knew I stayed over from time to time; but there was no reason to give him anything to get going on. I followed him into the through the parlor and into the kitchen where he grabbed a beer from the fridge. He sat down at the table where he had a plate with a couple of hamburgers and opened the beer. Looking over at me, he shrugged.



“Hard to miss you when you’re never gone. Christ Paul, you’re over here every other friggin day.”



“I miss you guys.” I said, trying to keep a neutral expression on my face.



Dad put the beer down and laughed harshly.



“Hey that was funny! Saying you missed me!” he snorted. “You come here because you miss Mommy.”



“Well yeah,” I began, “I…”



“Miss her making you dinner, doing your laundry….”



“I don’t come here just for that.” I told him, trying not to let him get to me.



“Right.” He said around a mouthful of his burger. “The main reason you come here is so she can fawn all over you and tell her little boy how much she misses him.”



Waving his hand at me disgustedly, he snorted, “Fucking mama’s boy.”



“Knock it off dad.” I said quietly, I’d just heard this from Julie; I didn’t need it from this drunk.



“Christ, you’re like the daughter I never had.” He shook his head. “Shit, you even look just like your mother, maybe you should have been a girl.”



As I bit back another response he sighed.



“I’d have been happier with a girl than a sissy.”



“I’m not a sissy!” I snapped then felt stupid as soon as he smiled, because he’d gotten to me.



“What you think just because you have a pretty little girlfriend, that makes you a man? Shit she probably gets laid on the side and just keeps you around for some girl talk.”

“Yeah whatever, dad.”



Walking over to the fridge I opened it and grabbed a coke.



“See?” he asked, pointing at me. “You’re twenty one, have a damn beer, no you grab a soda.”



“Beer turns me off.” I said, popping open the soda, “Wonder why.”



That one went over his head and as I leaned against the counter, wondering where Mom was Dad finished his burger, and then said.



“Seriously Paul, watch that girl, she works at that bar, she’s good looking, bet she’s earning money doing more than pushing drinks.”



“Julie’s not a whore dad.”



“All woman are whores Paul.” He nodded in agreement with himself. “We go out and work our asses off and they stay home and spread their legs. Hell your mother’s been fucking around on me for years.”



“Bullshit!” I snapped. “Mom is not a slut!”



“Of course not.” He smiled again, his eyes were glazed over and his face was getting redder. “Your mommy’s a perfect little angel isn’t she? Hell you were probably napping in your room while she was sucking some guy off in my bed.”



I felt a surge of anger well up inside of me.



“I wouldn’t fucking blame her if she was!” I snapped. “At least she’d be getting it, when was the last time your drunk ass could get it up?”



Dad’s eyes bulged dangerously and I felt my stomach tighten as he stared at me. Asshole or not, drunk or not, Dad was a big guy and never afraid to fight. He took the last swig from his beer and after putting it down, surprised me by laughing.



“See Paul? You can be a man when you need too!” he exclaimed. “Shame its only to defend your slutty mother, but it gives me hope you might man up some day.”



Deciding to not press my luck, I changed directions.



“Where is Mom?”



Dad laughed as if I’d said something funny.



“Oh, she’s up there showering, getting ready for her little visitor!”



I felt a chill go down my spine. He couldn’t know, there was no way he….



“See, I told her I was leaving a little while ago. So she gives me a kiss goodbye and said she was going upstairs to lie down. I heard the shower, so I went and pulled my van into the garage. Bill’s not coming to get me for another half hour.”



He gave me an evil grin.



“So she’s going to come waltzing down here wearing something trashy to wait for her little boyfriend.”



Oh my God! I looked at the clock over dad’s head and saw it was ten to six. Mom was going to come down any minute now. I slipped my phone from my pocket to send her a text, but as I did my stomach clenched; her cell was right there next to dad. Thank God I hadn’t sent a message, he no doubt had the phone next to him on purpose, waiting for the lover he was convinced she had, to call her. Mom was looking forward to me; I could just imagine her coming down in some type of lingerie. Of course, Dad would never guess who she was wearing it for, but there would be hell to pay.



As if that thought summoned her, I heard footsteps at the top of the staircase that led down into the kitchen. There was a turn halfway down and I swallowed hard as watched to see my mother come down the stairs. Mom’s feet, her bare feet appeared on the stairs and as she started to descend her equally bare legs began materializing, a lot of her legs. My heart began to pound at the sight of mid thighs and I had the horrible thought she may just be in her underwear.



I had to choke back a sigh of relief when I saw the edge of a black robe. That relief again turned to panic as her chest appeared and I saw the robe was so loosely tied her large creamy breasts were almost falling out. Even as her face appeared, and I knew I should say something, I was frozen by the sight of her. Mom’s long shapely legs looked better than ever and the robe was so wide open I swore I could just see the pink skin surrounding her nipple.



Despite the potential for trouble, I felt my cock twitch in my pants. What a thrill knowing she was coming down dressed like that for the man that she had indeed been fucking behind Dad’s back for the last couple of years, her son. Mom looked up and seeing me gave me a huge smile that lit up her huge baby blue eyes. That smile sent a wave of excitement through me. Not as much as the next move though. Stopping on the stairs and just out of dad’s sight, Mom’s smile turned mischievous and grabbing her robe, she began to open it to flash me her tits. That snapped me out of my trance and I said loudly, “Hey dad!”



Mom’s eyes widened and she quickly pulled the robe closed and began to tie it.



“What?” dad asked, coming out of the beer induced fog he had been drifting in.



“Um,” I shrugged. “Want another beer?”



“Yeah, Bill’s driving the first ten hours, so why the hell not?”



I started to turn towards the fridge and saw Mom starting to back up the stairs to change; I winced when she stepped on the same creaky stair that had betrayed me so many times as a teen sneaking in and out at night.



“Sheri? That you?” Dad called out.



“Uh yeah, John, I’ll be right down, I need to…”



“You need to get your ass down here is what you need to do!” he snapped.



I felt that old familiar feeling of anxiety run through me as I grabbed a beer from the fridge and brought it over to dad. He looked up at me and pointing at the chair slid the plate with the other burger over in front of it.



“Here, have a burger, I’m full.”



“Yeah sure, thanks dad.”



When he was on the edge like this it was usually better to just go along with him. I began to slide the chair out when Mom came down the stairs and into the kitchen. Keeping her face averted from dad, she walked over to me.



“Hey honey!” she exclaimed throwing her arms around my shoulders.



Mom had her hair up and as my face was buried in her neck, I caught the scent of her raspberry body spray. That was my favorite on her and I had to resist the urge to brush my lips across the soft inviting skin of her neck. Apparently Mom had no such inhibitions. I gasped as I felt her lips on the skin of my neck just below my ear. Before she pulled back, I felt the tip of her soft wet tongue flick out across my earlobe. Mom had her back to dad and her head buried on my shoulder so I know he couldn’t see it, but still what was she thinking?



“Well, well, look at you.” Dad said from the table. “Could you get that robe any fucking shorter?”



“That’s why I was going to go change.” Mom said softly, turning to face him. “I didn’t know Paul was here.”



“Didn’t know I was either did you?” he gave her a nasty smile.



Looking back over her shoulder, Mom whispered, “Sit down honey.”



Turning back to face dad, she said, “No, John you said you were leaving at five.”



“I lied.” He gestured at her. “I bet your son and your husband wasn’t who you were wearing that slutty robe for though were we?”



“Whatever John.” Mom rolled her eyes as she walked around him to the other side of the table.



“Don’t whatever me,” he snapped, “I bet you’re not even wearing underwear are you fucking pig?”



“Dad calm down.” I said, trying to stay calm myself. “She was expecting to be alone.”



“Yeah, sure she was.”



Mom had pulled the chair out and was going to sit, when reaching out; dad grabbed the edge of her robe and lifted the back of it up.



“Hey!” Mom exclaimed, starting to pull away from him.



“What the fuck is that, you fucking slut?” Dad demanded.



As he yelled, he pulled his hand back and slapped Mom hard on the ass. Mom yelped, in pain and tried to pull away again, but grabbing her other arm, dad held her and hit her ass twice more in rapid succession.



“Knock it off!” I yelled, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards me.



Dad let mom go and spun in his chair so quickly I lost my grip on his arm. His hand came up, and I flinched back, expecting to get hit and was already getting ready to swing back. Instead of hitting me, Dad pointed his finger into my chest and hissed,



“You don’t ever put your hands on me, understand you little shit?”



Before I could respond, Mom caught my eye and shook her head at me. I could see her eyes had filled up and I knew the tears were more of humiliation than pain. I shifted my gaze over to dad and after staring into his glassy eyes, simply nodded. Looking back at Mom, he asked,



“So what the fuck you call that?”



“Underwear.” She said softly.



Dad shook his head and looked at me.



“You know what she’s wearing? One of those stringy things all the little sluts wear.” He grunted. “You fucking some young kid now Sheri? Is that what he likes?”



“I’m not fucking anyone.” Mom answered as she slid the chair out and sat down across from me.



When she did, I noticed her wince and wanted to haul off and whack my father.



“Yeah right.” He laughed as he picked his beer up. “I think I’m the only one you’re not fucking. So go ahead Sheri, why you wearing that thing?”



Mom shrugged.



“I just got out of the shower and it came with the robe, so I just put it on.”



“Oh? New robe?” Dad banged his bottle down hard on the table. “I’m paying for you to look hot for your boyfriends now?”



“There’s no one John.” Mom said calmly.



“You never wear shit like that for me.”



“Because, you never want to be with me.” She shrugged. “All you do is call me names.”



“That’s because I don’t want to be fucking the whole neighborhood.” He snorted. “Who the hell knows what those losers have.”



Mom didn’t respond and I managed to keep my mouth shut. This was the old familiar pattern. If we stayed quiet when he was drunk, he would sort of drift off into his own little world and forget about us. Dad sighed and picking up his beer began to slowly sip it. In between swallows, I heard him mutter, “fucking whore. Catch her one of these days.”



After a couple of minutes that stopped and he simply sat there looking down at the bottle in his hands. Sensing movement, I looked up, to see Mom had reached up and was removing the clip from her hair. When she saw me looking, she gave me a sexy little smile and made a show of shaking her long hair out. I lost interest in dad and watched as my mother’s long honey blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and back. She ran her fingers up through it, taking it back up and fanning it out, before letting it fall again. The light shade of her hair looked good against the black of the robe, and unable to help it I started imagining how good it looked when it was across my stomach and thighs.



I was starting to sweat and tried to focus on worrying about what my father was going to do next. Still, I couldn’t help thinking about sliding her hair away from her bare back and kissing her between her shoulders and then working my way down. Seeing me staring, Mom gave me a wink and to my surprise, seductively licked her lips. My cock twitched, but at the same time I turned away from her to make sure dad wasn’t looking. Mom had never been this forward. Not that dad would suspect anything, but the last thing she needed to do was fuel his fire.



I saw I had no worries. Dad was now peeling the label off the beer bottle, concentrating on trying to do it without tearing it. He was humming tunelessly which was a sign he was calming down. If nothing else set him off the next stage was him dozing off. Odds were he would be sleeping the entire time his partner was driving. My thoughts jerked back to the present and I jumped as I felt something press against my crotch. I looked down to see Mom’s foot planted between my legs.



I knew I should push her foot down and close my legs, but I couldn’t. Instead I watched as Mom’s bare foot started to slide up and down my crotch. I started to breathe through my mouth as my cock swelled in my jeans. My hips jumped as Mom started curling her bright red toes along the length of my shaft. I swallowed hard as her foot began to move faster. Darting my eyes to the side and making sure dad was still in a fog, I reached down and lightly ran my fingers across the soft skin of the top of her foot.



Mom started pushing her foot harder into my now fully erect cock and I started caressing her foot as she slid it back and forth. I was beginning to breathe heavier as I imagined those soft bare feet up on my shoulders or across my back as he legs wrapped around me. Mom started moving her foot faster and I had to bite back a moan. I looked up to see her smile at me before pushing her foot hard into my cock. Giving me that cute little smile that drove me crazy, she mouthed the words “For me?” I nodded and she sent a thrill through me as she slid her foot down the length of my hard on and shaped the words, “All mine.”



Mom’s toes curled around the head of my cock and squeezed. I jerked in my chair as I felt my precum squirt out into my underwear.



“What the hell’s wrong with you?” dad asked.



“Umm,” I shrugged. “I don’t know.”



I grabbed mom’s ankle and tried to shove it down, but she was pressing it against me. What the hell? Did she want to get caught?



“You look funny.” Dad said staring at me. “What’s the matter?”



Well, you see, Mom’s trying to give me a foot job under the table and….



“Just umm, warm.” I replied as I pushed Mom’s ankle harder.



“What the hell are you doing in your lap?” Dad asked, “Making sure it’s there?”



“No, I…”



Dad leaned over quickly, looking under the table. As soon as he had begun to move Mom dropped her foot to the floor and left her leg stretched out under the table. Dad looked at my lap for a moment and I wondered if he could see I was hard. I saw him frown and sitting back up, I saw he had gotten that pissed off look on his face again.



“Sheri!” he snapped, looking over at her.



Mom jumped and for the first time tonight looked nervous.



“Go upstairs and change into something fucking decent will you?” He pointed towards the stairs.



“What?” she asked.



“You fucking heard me! Christ I look under the table and your robes so fucking high I can your ass.”



“Well I wasn’t expecting….”



“I know what you were expecting! You were figuring on coming down here and waiting for your latest boyfriend.” He was starting to yell and Mom put her hands up,



“Calm down John, please.



“Please?” he snorted, “Is that what you do with him? Beg him to fuck your used up pussy?”



“Dad!” I snapped. “Stop talking like…”



I was stopped short, by the back of his hand catching my cheek. He had only flicked his wrist, and it didn’t hurt much, but stunned me into silence. How the hell could he be so drunk and be that quick?



“Don’t you hit him!” Mom shouted at him.



“Then he should watch his mouth.” Dad pointed at me causing me to flinch. “Besides, he’s why you need to get your ass upstairs. He’s your fucking son and you’re down here with your fucking ass hanging out.”



“I…” Mom paused to take a breath and keep her voice calm. “When I saw Paul I was going to go back and change and you told me to come down here.”



“Because I wanted to see what you were wearing, but seeing your little boys here, I guess lover boy will have to wait now won’t he?”



“For the last time John, there’s no one there’s never….”



“Just shut up and go put some clothes on!” Dad shouted causing up both to jump. “Christ, you haven’t changed have you? Used to parade around his friends like that all the time.” He waved at her disgustedly, “Christ, the kids got a cute little girlfriend; he doesn’t need to see your nasty ass to see what he’s got to look forward too.”



Mom stared at him and although she looked away quickly I could see the hurt in her eyes.



“Don’t be a jerk, Dad,” I said softly. “Mom’s beautiful and you know it.”



“Aww,” Dad grinned and reaching out, pinched my cheek, “Isn’t that cute, saying your Mom’s pretty, you always were a mama’s boy.” He sighed. “How’d I raise such a pansy?”



“Well?” he looked back at Mom, “Get your slutty ass upstairs.”



Mom turned and quickly headed for the stairs. As she began to walk up them dad called out, “Pull the robe down, kid don’t wanna see his mother’s ass.”



Well actually I thought, but stopped when Mom turned to look over her shoulder at me. She looked as if she were ready to cry as she said softly, “I’ll be upstairs if you need me Paul.”



She turned away and it was all I could do not to get up and follow her, but I didn’t want to wind the asshole up again. Instead I looked at Dad, who was now sitting back with a big smile on his face. I felt a wave of disgust flow through me. He loved it when he made mom cry, always had.



“Why do you talk to her like that?” I asked. “She doesn’t deserve that.”



Dad turned to look at me and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw he was now in a good mood.



“Not about that Paul. It’s about keeping her in line. Can’t have her thinking she’s worth anything.”



“That’s the most ignorant thing I’ve ever heard.” I told him. “Mom…”



“Paul,” Dad said putting his hand on my shoulder in an almost fatherly manner. “Let me tell you something, women need to be treated that way.”



“No…” I stopped as he squeezed my shoulder.



“Not only that, but they want it! They won’t say it, but they love it when their man puts them in her place. Hell your mom’s probably up there all hot and bothered now.”



“You’re nuts! ” I told him holding back some other choice words.



“See that’s what guys your age need to learn.” He shook his head, “Your generation only thinks with your dicks.” Removing his hand from me he sat back and continued,



“Look at Julie. I bet all she’s gotta do is show you those little titties of hers and you’ll do anything she wants. Not only that, she does what she wants. If you don’t like it, a blow job gets her off the hook.”



“Yeah okay Dad.”



“Really Paul, I’m trying to tell you something. Next time instead of just whipping your cock out and letting her have her way, you give a nice little rap in the mouth.” He nodded as if he’d said something brilliant. “Shit, she’ll not only fall into place, but she’ll thank you. Women want that, I’m telling you.”



“Of course,” he sighed. “Maybe I didn’t do it enough and that’s why your mother is fucking around on me.”



“Please dad,” I told him. “Mom is not screwing around on you. You’ve…”



“Yes she is.” He said quietly. “Maybe before she wasn’t, but she is now. I know it. I heard her on the phone with him the other day.”



“You did?”



“Yup.” He nodded. “Heard her telling him how bad she wanted him. How much she missed him inside of her.”



Dad was speaking softly and I swore it looked as if he was upset.



“She said she didn’t think she could wait until I went on the road, started talking about a hotel.”



I felt a wave of panic come over me. That had been me Mom had been talking too. She had told me she needed me more than ever and….



“Then she started talking dirty, saying how she couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth.”



“Well maybe…” I began, but he kept going.



“So she hangs up and I go in and grab her phone, figure I’ll get the fuckers number.”



Oh shit! I thought what the…



“But she’s pretty smart. She must have deleted his number, cause I look and the last call was to you.” He shrugged. “Classy huh? From her son to her boyfriend.”



I jumped at the sound of Dad’s cell ringing. Removing it from his pocket, he answered, “Yeah? All right, I’ll be out.”



Standing he looked down at me.



“Well I gotta get going. I’ll be back Sunday.”



“Okay.” I nodded. “Have a good trip.”



“Yeah.” He clapped me on the shoulder and left his hand there. “Think about what I said Paul. You put them in their place good once you’ll be all set.”



I simply nodded and he started to turn away then stopped and looked back at me.



“Hey, you staying awhile?”



“I guess, why?” I asked.



“Do me a favor and stick around tonight and maybe come by over the next few days.”



“Why?”



“Because I want you to keep an eye on your mother.” He gave me an attempt at a smile. “You do that for me?”



“Yeah sure.”



“Good.” He nodded. “This way I know she won’t be fucking around on me.”

Working hard not to smile I asked, “Hey dad, Julie and I are…. Taking some time off, how about I stay the weekend?”



“Hey, that would be great!” he slapped my arm again. “Hey there’s hope for you yet.”



“Thanks.” I said smiling at him.



“Okay,” he said walking away and speaking over his shoulder, “You make sure you don’t let her out of your sight.”



“Oh, don’t worry; I’ll be right on top of her.” I told him.



*****



I watched out the window as dad got into the passenger side of truck and it pulled away. Now that he was out of the house, that feeling of excitement I had run up the steps with was coming back. I forced myself to stand in front of the window for a few minutes and watch the hill over the house across the street. The on ramps to 95 north and south were there and I would be able to see the truck get on the highway.



After dads telling me he was sure Mom was fooling around on him, I wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to come right back. While I watched, I felt a wave of memories; Mom and I waiting at the window when I was little. Dad would always blow the horn of the truck when he got on the highway as his way of saying goodbye to me and I would wave as if he could see me. Back then I would be sad when he left. Flash forward a few years and I was glad to see him go. I took a deep breath and buried that old pain.



Instead, I smiled at the thought that I was going to spend the next four days in the loving arms of the most beautiful woman I knew. I thought back to the image of her letting her hair down and her bare foot in my lap. My cock began to stir as I envisioned her coming down the stairs ready to playfully flash me her amazing tits. Oh, yes four days of sex that others would think sick, but I knew was best it could ever be. There was no way Julie or any other woman could love me the way my mother did. Our taboo trysts were the best of both worlds, a mother’s love combined with the lust of an insatiable older woman.



I let out a long breath when I saw the bright yellow truck climb the hill and take north. I turned and watched it for as far as I could before turning from the window. I quickly went back into the kitchen and took the stairs two at a time. It occurred to me Mom might still be upset and would just want to lay together for awhile. That would be fine, I loved nothing more than to hold her in my arms, loving her the way she deserved. Then after that I would give her something else she deserved, a good hard fuck, the kind my limp dicked father hadn’t given her in years. After that we would go nice and slow, tease and love and play for hours. Goddamn, four fucking days of this!



I saw the door to Mom’s bedroom was closed most of the way and when I opened it, I smiled. The shades were pulled down and there were several candles lit. I closed the door behind me and saw the door to the bathroom was shut. I began to walk over to it, concerned mom was in there crying. As I passed the bed, I felt my already semi-hard cock continue to grow. The sheets were drawn down and they were black, I loved how Mom’s fair skin looked on them, never mind her hair. I remembered the first time we had sex in that bed. I’d felt weird because of my father, but Mom said I was the only man that took her there; my father hadn’t touched her in years.



I jumped at the sound of Mom’s voice.



“Hey, honey, you looking for someone?”



I turned to see her leaning against the wall next to the closet. She was still wearing the short robe, but it was closed tightly. Good thing Dad hadn’t decided to come up and see if she changed. On that note, it occurred to me that Mom had taken a chance with the candles. She was awfully bold tonight.



“Mom, are you okay?” I asked, starting towards her.



“Stop.” Mom said.



I immediately froze where I was and she smiled.



“You always did listen so well.”



“Mom, I’m sorry about Dad. I…”



“Paul?”



“What is it, Mom?”



“Your father is gone. I’m fine and I don’t want to talk about him, okay?”



“Okay.”



“What I want is to enjoy the company of my very handsome son.”



I smiled and started for her again, when she put her finger up.



“I said stay there.” She said firmly. “Stay right in front of that bed.”



I took a step back and could feel my heart beginning to beat faster. Mom was always meek around dad, but always took charge when we were together and I loved it. She stayed where she was, leaning against the wall, a slight smile on her face.



“Take your clothes off.” She said softly.



“You sure you don’t want to talk….” I began, still concerned about her, after all we had all weekend to play.



“I said I’m fine.” She said, “Now listen to your mother and take your damn clothes off!”



That tone sent a quiver through my now hard cock and putting my head down, I whispered, “Yes ma’am.”



I quickly stripped my t-shirt off and after removing my shoes and socks, unzipped my jeans. I started to pull them down, then stopped and smiled at her.



“Do you want to?”



“I want you naked Paul. I’m not Julie, you don’t have to guess, I’ll tell you exactly what I want.”



I shoved my jeans down and stepped out of them.



“Oh, honey.” Mom whispered, “Look at that.”



I looked down to see that in addition to the huge bulge my throbbing cock had made in my underwear, there was a large wet stain where the tip of my cock was dripping. I looked back up and felt my cock twitch at the look of pure lust on her face. Mom’s big blue eyes were wide and she made a show of slowly licking her lips.



“Go ahead, baby, show your mother how hard you are for her.”



I pulled my underwear down allowing my hard cock to spring free and kicked them to the side. Mom let out a breath, her eyes locked onto my cock. I smiled at the fact I was naked and hard in front of my mother, and she was looking at me with naked desire on her face.



“That’s all for me?” Mom asked walking slowly towards me.



“All of it,” I told her, “And all of me.”



“Aren’t you sweet.” Mom smiled, her eyes were still lingering on my cock. “But you have to save some for your little girlfriend don’t you?”



“Julie left me.” I whispered.



Mom looked away from my cock and asked, “Really?”



“She didn’t want me to stay with you.”



“Well you didn’t have to,” she started, but I waved her off.



“Are you kidding?” I asked. “There’s no way I’d ever take another girl over you,” I smiled, “You’re my favorite girl remember?”



“Oooh, I like that,” Mom cooed. “And since you did choose me, I guess I’m going to have to give you a treat aren’t I?”



Knowing exactly what she meant, all thoughts of Julie left my mind and my cock felt so thick it was beginning to hurt.



“Sit down Paul.”



I did as she said, and swallowed hard as I watched Mom slowly walk over to me.



“That’s right honey,” she began, stopping a couple of feet in front of me and untying the robe, “You sit back and let your mother take good care of you.”



Mom undid the robe and turning around slid it off her shoulders. I watched it drop to the floor and found myself confronted with the site Mom’s ass, in just a thin black thong. I wouldn’t say she was chubby, but my mother did have some curves and her ass was pleasantly round, yet still firm. Looking over her shoulder at me, she gave it a playful shake. I reached out to grab it, but she laughed and stepped away from me. I laughed too; glad to see she was in a playful mood. The smile left my face, when Mom quickly turned around to face me.



“Oh, Mom.” I said softly as I took in her large creamy tits with their pink nipples. Those nipples looked as hard as my cock felt, and were pointing straight at me. I licked my lips in anticipation of having them in my mouth and let my eyes drift down to her soft stomach and the flair of her hips. The thong was so thin in the front I could see the pink skin of her pussy, along the edge of the sides. Shaking my head slowly I whispered, “Damn, you’re beautiful.”



Mom, smiled and said softly, “You make me feel that way, honey I love the way you look at me.”



“I love to look at you,” I told her.



“Yeah?” Mom asked, and cupping her tits, held them up for me. “Not bad for an old lady?”



“Not bad for any lady, and you’re not old.”



“Old enough to….,” she winked, “Be your mother!”



I laughed and then stopped as letting her tits go, she gathered her long blond hair and raising her arms over her head took it up and struck a seductive pose for me. Goddamn she was sexy!



“But, you like baby?”



“Oh, yes.” I breathed as she slowly turned around, giving me another glimpse at her perfect ass.



Mom turned back around to face me and stepping up, wrapped her arm around my shoulders. I immediately went for her tit, but Mom caught my chin and titled my head up.



“What, no kiss hello?”



Without waiting for an answer, she pressed her lips to mine and I groaned as she teasingly slid them back and forth. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Mom sighed as she was drawn into my embrace and began to kiss me more firmly. I felt her relax into me and started running my right hand up and down the smooth skin of her back while her soft full lips worked against mine. I moaned when I felt her tongue dart out and parted my lips, allowing it access to my mouth.



Our tongues caressed each other as she slipped her other arm around my shoulders. I could feel her nipples pressing into my chest and my hard cock was trapped against her thigh as she stood between my legs. I moved my hands down past her hips and grabbing her ass, gave it a hard squeeze. Mom cooed delightedly as I began to fondle the cheeks of her ass, and dropping her hand, grabbed my cock. I moaned into her mouth as she gave it a squeeze and I felt the precum squirt from it. Mom started to slowly pump it and I whimpered into our kiss as she slid her thumb across the sensitive head.



“I like that little noise baby.” Mom whispered, as she removed her lips from mine. “I love when you whimper for me.”



“I…” I trailed off into another moan as Mom leaned in and started kissing my neck while she began to stroke my cock faster.



I continued to rub her ass, as she ran her lips across my neck and playfully nibbled at my ear. Mom again squeezed the head of my cock and my hips twitched as she ran her hand across the head. She started stroking harder and I could feel her hand was now slick with my cum. Sliding my hands around, I ran them up her soft stomach and grabbed the bottom of her tits, trying to find her nipples.



“You want these, honey?”



Mom leaned back enough so I could cup them in my hands and I let out a breath as I lifted her heavy tits. Holding them in the palms of my hands, I started rubbing my thumbs across her nipples.



“Oh, yes.” She whispered, closing her eyes.



Bending my head, I eagerly sucked her right nipple into my mouth while rolling the other between my finger tips. Mom started rocking back and forth, gently pushing her nipple deeper into my more than willing mouth. She had slowed her stroking of my cock and my own hips stared to move, trying to urge her to go faster. Mom put her hand on the back of my head and I sighed contentedly around her nipple as she started running her long nails through my hair. I turned my head, switching up on her nipples and Mom showed her appreciation, by sliding her hand down the length of my shaft and letting my cock go, began to massage my balls. Mom lifted her right leg and bending it, placed her knee on mine.



I knew what she wanted and was more than happy to give it to her. I let the tit I was sucking on go and running my fingers lightly down her stomach, slid my hand between her legs. I rubbing her pussy through the thong and released a moan around her nipple as I could feel how hot and wet she was even through the material. Mom moaned softly, and lifted her other leg, placing it on mine so that she was now kneeling on me with her legs wide open. My fingers trembling with excitement, I slipped them into her thong and rolled my eyes in pleasure at the feeling of her hot wet flesh.



“Yes, honey.” Mom groaned in my ear, “That’s tight you….Oh!”



Mom gasped as I pushed two fingers up into her pussy and started to slowly pump them. I was breathing hard against her nipple as she clenched her warm and very tight pussy around my thrusting fingers. I slipped my fingers out and slid them through her soft wet lips and Mom, jerked against my hand, when the tips of my fingers found her swollen clit.



“Oh, right there!” Mom purred as I began rubbing my fingers in slow circles around her hard button.



I slid my fingers back and into her quivering flesh, and working it into the thong, pressed my thumb against her clit. Mom started rocking her hips into my hand as slowly rubbed her sensitive flesh while pumping my fingers. Mom let go of my cock, and leaning forward wrapped her arms around my shoulders, as I started moving my fingers faster. I groaned in disappointment when she did, but bending her head to my ear, Mom whispered,



“Don’t worry baby, your mother’s going to take good care of you.” She emitted a low moan that caused my cock to twitch as I drove my fingers harder into her. “Hmmm, oh look at you taking such good care of me, you always were such a good boy.”



Mom punctuated that last sentence by slipping her tongue into my ear, and I my cock jumped in anticipation of that tongue caressing it. I switched nipples again and this time started sucking harder. I squeezed her other nipple harder between my fingers and began rubbing her clit in faster circles. We had plenty of time to go slow later and I wanted to get her off nice and hard the first time. Sensing my thoughts, Mom said softly,



“That’s right honey, nice and quick.” She gasped and her hips jerked as I pressed harder on her clit. “Oh, baby, I haven’t come from anything but my fingers since the last time you stayed,” she paused then purred into my ear, “Be a good boy and make your mother cum for you!”



I began plunging my fingers hard and fast into her, harder than I would dare go with Julie, but unlike Julie, Mom was a real woman and loved a firm touch. Mom rested her head on my shoulder and started moaning loudly as I opened my mouth and took her nipple as deep as I could into my mouth, while my thumb danced rapidly across her clit. Her moans began to get higher pitched and Mom started using her legs to bounce up and down, driving my fingers deeper inside of her sopping wet pussy. I squeezed her nipple harder bit down slightly on her nipple, and Mom cried out loudly in my ear,



“Oh yes! Right there honey! Don’t stop, please don’t…..Oh!”



Mom’s hips jerked and she released a loud squeal in my ear that sent a thrill though me and a shiver through my throbbing cock. I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers and she began to buck wildly on my lap, as I kept my thumb moving on her clit. Mom was emitting a series of sharp yelps each time my finger slammed into her and I could feel her pussy getting wetter as her juices began gushing around my plunging fingers. I winced as Mom’s fingernails dug into my shoulders, but quickly forgot about the pain when she wailed in my ear and I felt her pussy convulse around my fingers.



Mom’s hips jerked hard into my fingers a couple of more times, then with a satisfied sigh, the brought a smile to my face she cooed, “Oh honey, that felt soooo good. You always know just how to cheer me up don’t you?”



Releasing her nipple from my mouth, I turned my head and after kissing her neck said softly, “I love you Mom.”



It seemed strange saying it like that while we were playing dirty, but apparently it was what Mom wanted to hear. She hugged me even tighter.



“Oh honey, I love you so much!” She sighed and added. “And need you so much.”



“I’ll always be here.” I told her.



“Hmmm,” she cooed in my ear, “Speaking of needing something, I bet you need a little of your mother’s attention don’t you?”



“Oh, yes.”



Mom sat back on my knees and looking down at my swollen cock smiled, “Yeah honey, you want your mother to take care of that nice big dick of yours?”



Hearing her talk like that drove me wild and I whispered, “Please Mom?”



“Please what honey?” she asked.



She was giving me that sexy smile and I knew she loved hearing me say it as much as I loved hearing her.



“Please suck my cock, mom, please don’t tease me.”



“Okay,” she laughed, “I just wanted to make sure you remembered the manners I taught you.”



Mom slipped off of my legs and as I watched, heart pounding, she dropped to her knees between my legs. Grabbing my cock, she gave the tip a kiss, then looked up at me and opened her mouth. My precum was on her lips and I groaned at the sight of it smeared on her lips. Mom gave my cock a hard squeeze that caused a spurt of sticky fluid to erupt from my cock and bending her head, Mom started swirling her tongue around it.



“Oh, damn,” I breathed as I took in the sigh of my beautiful mother’s pink tongue lapping up my dripping cock.



Mom took my cock and began rubbing the still oozing head all over her huge tits. I moaned as my slick cock rubbed across her firm tits, causing them to glisten. Letting my cock go, Mom grabbed her tits and pressing them around my cock started to rock up and down.



“Oh yes.” I moaned as I watched my cock slide between her large creamy tits.



Mom stopped moving and said, “Go ahead baby, fuck them, fuck your mother’s tits.”



I smiled, knowing she was talking like that for my benefit and loving every minute of it. I started thrusting my hips up off the bed and watched my throbbing dick push its way through mom’s tits. I moaned at how soft they were, then gasped as she flicked her tongue out and caught the tip as it poked up at her. Mom bent her head further and parted her lips. Now when I thrust my cock through her tits, the head was sliding into her warm mouth. I moaned and stared pumping faster and trying desperately to push more of my cock into the forbidden mouth of my own mother.



There was no doubt in my mind that the fact she was my mother made everything we did even hotter. The first couple of time we were together I had felt weird, like I’d done something wrong. But after I’d had sex with mom, I quickly realized no other girl, including Julie was anywhere near the lover my mother was. Now anytime the thought that we were committing a forbidden act entered my mind, it just made me harder. I quickened my thrusts and smiled as Mom was now pushing her head down further to take more of me into her mouth.



Mom released her tits and as they dropped away from my cock, grabbed it and started pumping it hard and fast. I had been pretty worked up and my hips continued to thrust into her hand, God, I needed to cum! Mom was staring at my cock with that look of lust that I loved and after slowing down her stroking, began lightly running her tongue along the length of my shaft. I shuddered when she worked her way back up and paused over the head. Instead of sucking it, she kissed it and slid her tongue down the other side of my shaft.



“Oh, Please Mom.” I whispered, my hips twitching.



“I know, you want it baby,” She said softly as she rubbed my aching cock along the side of her face, “But I just want to enjoy it first.”



Mom then opened her mouth and I moaned as she took me more than half way down and gave me several long hard sucks. She then removed it from her mouth and started licking around the head again.



“Mom please!” I begged,



“Don’t whine dear.” She shook her head, “You know how I hate that, and” she squeezed my cock for emphasis. “Don’t argue with your mother.”



“Sorry Mom,” I breathed, “I just….Oh shit!”



I cried out as Mom ducked her head and started swirling her tongue around my balls. I rolled my eyes in pleasure as she started slowly jerking my cock while now sucking my balls into her mouth. Mom ran her tongue across my balls several more times before sliding it up the length of my shaft. She stopped with her mouth poised over my cock and smiled at me. I started to say please, then stopped and just smiled back at her.

“Good boy.” She whispered, then with no further hesitation took my cock all the way down until I felt her lips wrap around the base of my shaft.



“Oh yes!” I groaned as holding my entire cock in her mouth and throat, Mom started slowly shaking her head back and forth.



“Hmmm” Mom moaned around my hard flesh as he eyes rolled back.



My own eyes felt like rolling at the sight of how much she enjoyed having her son in her mouth. Mom wrapped her lips tightly around me and started to slowly bob her head. I could feel her soft tongue pressed against my shaft as she worked her soft lips up and down the length on my cock. Mom began following her mouth with her hand, jerking me off as she blew me and I could already feel my legs beginning to tremble. Mom’s long blonde hair fell across her face and reaching down I gently brushed it away from her face so I could watch her.



Mom grabbed my hand and placed it on her head. Taking my cue, I gathered her hair and held it while she continued to slowly suck my cock. I dropped my other hand between us and she moaned around me as I found her hard nipple with my fingers. Mom opened her eyes and started straight into mine as she picked up speed, sucking me faster and taking me deeper each time. I sat there. My wide eyes transfixed by the sight of my gorgeous mother blowing me. At this point we’d been having our taboo trysts for almost three years, but the sight of my mother giving me a blow job never failed to drive me crazy.



Mom started using her other hand to gently massage my balls and I began to push on the back of her head, not hard, but enough to guide her to begin to go faster. I sighed softly as she was moving at a perfect pace and was now using just her fingernails on my balls. Mom knew me better than any other girl ever had. I certainly knew her better than my father had ever tried to and we both always knew just how to touch each other. I could see Mom’s ass swaying back and forth and knew sucking me was working her back up.



I licked my lips knowing that I was going to be licking hers soon. My hips were beginning to move faster and I was breathing hard. My legs were starting to shake and I now found myself trying to hold back, to enjoy as much of my mother’s mouth as I could. I whimpered when mom removed my cock and looking at me whispered, “Just give it to me baby, I’m going to be tasting you all weekend.”



“Oh, that sounds so good.” I told her.



“Taste’s better,” she winked then said softly, “Now be a good boy and give your mother every drop.”



Any response I would have tried to come out with was swallowed up as Mom swallowed my cock right down to my balls. She paused briefly then started sucking me hard and fast. I moaned loudly as she was sucking so hard she was making slurping noises and her and was again busy on my balls. Mom was moaning each time she took me down and despite my best efforts, I could feel the cum beginning to race through my balls and up my shaft.



Mom took me deep once more and this time gave my balls a squeeze.



“Oh fuck!” I yelled as my cock erupted into my mother’s mouth.



“Mmm-hmm!” Mom groaned around my spurting cock as she continued to suck it.



I moaned and my hips jerked as Mom’s talented mouth and coaxed every drop of cum from me. I could my cock beginning to slow its spurting, and then gasped as mom began to suck harder. I whimpered as I felt her mouth pull a few more drops from my now fully drained cock and fell back onto the bed panting. My hips jerked and I cried out as Mom continued to swirl her cum soaked tongue around the sensitive head of my cock.



“Stop!” I groaned, pushing on her head, “Please stop.”



Mom removed my cock from her mouth and rolled her eyes, “Stop, don’t stop.” She gave an exaggerated sigh. “Kids these days just can’t make up their minds.”



She then sighed and made a show of licking her lips. “Damn that was a lot! You need that baby?”



“I need you Mom.” I said as I sat up.



Mom smiled and standing leaned over and again gave me a huge hug. There seemed to be a hint of urgency in the hug, as if she were upset, or was afraid of something. I was going to say something, but letting me go, Mom smiled and getting onto the bed crawled past me and rolling over onto her back, spread her legs open.



“See anything you want?” she asked as she pulled the thing to the side.



“Damn.” I said simply as I stared at her bald pink pussy.



Mom spread her lips open and I could see her swollen clit peeking out at me. Whatever was going on, we had plenty of time to talk later. Turning around on the bed, I started to crawl up between her legs when she stopped me by putting her foot on my shoulder.



“Hold on.” She said.



Mom then lifted her hips off the bed and working the thing over them raised her legs up and slid the thing up to her knees. Bending her leg she playfully kicked it off, and then slowly let her legs fall open, presenting me with her now completely bare pussy. I knelt there and took a moment to take in my mother’s fully naked body. Mom saw me looking and with a sexy smile made a show of putting her arms over her head and stretching. My eyes locked on her huge tits pushing out at me and I let my gaze wander along the soft curves of her lush inviting body.



Crawling between her legs I leaned over her, bracing my hands over her shoulders and leaning down, kissed her. Mom wrapped her arms around me and we shared a long passionate kiss. Removing my lips from hers, I slid down, trailing my tongue down her chest until my head was between her tits. As Mom lied back and sighed happily, I began sucking on her nipples, caressing each one with my lips and tongue before going to the next. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my thigh and leaving her tits trailed my lips down across her stomach. I playfully traced my tongue around her navel and Mom giggled like a teen ager.



As always any sound of happiness from her made me smile and I eased myself down until I was propped up on my forearms with her amazing pussy inches from my face. I turned my head and kissed the creamy inside of her thighs and could feel her trembling beneath my lips. I worked my mouth higher until I was now licking the crease between her thigh and her pussy. Mom’s hips were rocking in anticipation and I paused to take a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating scent of my mother’s pussy.



“Now who’s teasing?” she asked.



I turned to her pussy and after placing a soft kiss just over it, gently spread her lips with my fingers and blew on her clit. Mom moaned and deciding I was now teasing myself as much as her, I lowered my head and shoved my tongue inside of her sopping wet pussy. Mom released a loud groan as I swirled my tongue around inside of her, while rubbing my finger across her hard clit. I sucked hard, causing her to gasp and a sound of pleasure to come from me as I got a mouthful of my mother’s forbidden nectar.



Removing my tongue, I started to slowly swirl it around, slowly making my way up through the soft wet folds of her pussy. Mom released a soft sigh as I worked my way back down before sliding back up and gently flicking my tongue across her clit. Her hips jumped again, and after tracing a teasing circle around it, I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth. As I began to slowly suck on it, I slipped two fingers into her pussy and began pumping them in time with my sucking.



“Oh honey, you know just how I like it don’t you?”



I didn’t answer her; instead I began sucking harder on her clit and winked at her. Mom returned the wink, and bringing her hands up, began paying with her nipples, rolling her swollen pink buds between her long red nails. I watched her play with them as I released her clit from my mouth and started licking it softly. Mom’s hips were moving and I noticed her fingers were moving faster around her nipples. I started swirling my tongue faster and pressing it harder against her clit. I started thrusting my fingers faster and harder as well and Mom began moaning softly.



“There you go baby, just like that, lick faster.”



I sped my tongue up as well as my fingers and Mom’s hips started thrusting up into my face. I could hear her beginning to whimper as he back arched, pushing her clit against my rapidly moving tongue. Her whimpers were sounding desperate and I knew she was right on the edge. Bringing my other hand up, I pressed my finger against her ass and paused. Sometimes Mom was into her ass being played with, but not always.



“Oh, you bad boy,” she groaned, “Oh you do know what I need don’t you?” she moaned as I sucked her clit back into my mouth then whispered, “Go ahead honey, right there.”



I shoved my finger deep into my mother’s tight ass and at the same time sucked her clit into my mouth as hard as I could. Mom threw her head back and let out a long loud squeal as that sent her over the edge.



“Oh hell yeah!” She cried out as wrapping her legs around my head, she pinned my face between her thighs.



Mom squealed again and started grinding her hips hard into my face. I managed to keep my mouth affixed to her clit and my fingers moving as her hips jerked into me and she smeared her sopping pussy all over my face. Mom was letting out those sexy little yelps and I made her make louder ones as I started to shove my finger harder into her ass. As I did I wondered if I would get the extra special treat of shoving something else up there this weekend. On that note, I became aware of my once again hard cock pressing into the mattress and started sucking her clit even harder, keeping her cumming as long as possible so she would be that much hotter for my cock.



Mom shoved her pussy into my face and after releasing a long loud moan, slumped back panting on the bed. She dropped her legs from my face and I immediately got on my knees between her legs. Mom looked up, she was sweating, her blonde hair plastered to the sides of her face and her face was flushed. Her eyes focused between her legs and I looked down to see my erect cock pointing directly at her pussy. Mom lifted her legs and placing her feet on my shoulders, said, “Go ahead baby, take what you need.”



Not needing to be told twice, I leaned forward and drove my cock deep into my mother’s soaking wet pussy.



“Oh, fuck!” Mom cried out as I started slamming the shit out of her.



Having already cum, I wasn’t worried about being quick and just cut loose and gave it to her. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pulled up, lifting her ass off the bed and causing my cock, to drive even deeper into her.



“That’s it baby!” Mom cried out, “Fuck that pussy, it’s your pussy baby! No one else gets it!’



My mother’s pussy was my pussy! Those words sent a thrill through me and sliding my hands up I grabbed her ankles. Spreading her legs open as far as my arms could reach, I started fucking her even harder. Mom started letting out those hot little yelps and I watched smiling at the sight of her just lying back, her arms by her sides, and her huge tits bouncing. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open, emitting sounds of pleasure as she lied there letting her son fuck her the way she loved it, the way she needed it. I looked down and moaned at the sight of my glistening cock pounding in and out of Mom’s pretty pink pussy.



I was beginning to breathe hard and as much as I loved fucking her this way, the image of that round firm ass was fixed I my mind.



“Mom,” I panted as I slowed down, “Can I…”



“Anything baby,” she moaned, “Anything you want, just keep fucking me!”



I removed my cock and holding Mom’s ankles pushed her legs over to the side.



“Bad boy!” Mom laughed, but to my delight, immediately rolled over onto her stomach.



Mom put her head in the pillow and drawing her legs up underneath her pointed her round ass in the air. Unable to help myself, I leaned over, spread her cheeks and plunged my tongue into her ass.



“Oh!” Mom cried, “Oh you’re feeling nasty today aren’t you?”



I swirled my tongue around her ass a few times, then leaning up, grabbed her hips and drove my cock into her so hard I felt my balls slap against her pussy.



“Oh, my fucking God!” Mom yelled so loud I began to worry about the neighbors, Dad already though she was….



“Give it to me!” she cried out. “Go ahead, fuck me!”



Never one to disobey my mother, I squeezed her hips hard and started fucking the shit out of her. My cock looked even better slamming in between those curvy cheeks to disappear into her hot little box. Mom was now squealing continuously as I tore into her with everything I had. My eyes wandered over my cock and fixed on her pink rosebud. I slid my hand over and as I fucked her started to rub my thumb across it.



“Tomorrow, baby,” Mom panted. “How’s that for a treat? You can have my ass tomorrow; right now I just need my son’s cock right where it is.”



I didn’t know what sounded hotter, her saying I could fuck her in the ass, or that she needed her son’s cock. One or the other, I was now slamming her so hard our skin was making slapping noises and my cock was making sloppy wet sounds as it slammed into her sopping pussy. Mom threw her hair back and reaching out I grabbed it and pulled as I reared back and started going even faster.



“Yes!” she moaned. “Take me! Go ahead Paul, take your mother! Give me what your sorry excuse for a father can’t!”



Mom began slamming her ass back into me and I cried out as I felt myself getting close.



“That’s right!” Mom groaned, “Fuck me like he can’t, yeah go ahead, fuck your mother,” Mom yelped as I slammed her even harder as her talking was driving me wild. “No better than that! Fuck his wife!”



I shook the sweat from my eyes as I continued to fuck her with everything I had, Even in my lust addled state it occurred to me that Mom had never brought dad up when we fooled around.



“He thinks I’m fucking someone else?” She cried out. “Well he’s right; I’m fucking a real man! I’m fucking his son! His son that loves me the way he should have! Isn’t that right baby?”



“Oh yeah!” I groaned, barely able to get out the words.



“Yes you love me don’t you honey?”



“Yes!”



“You love your mother in every way! And I’ll let you love me in every way, all of me is your Paul, your mother is your girl honey, your….” She paused to yelp then moaned out, “Your whore honey, I’ll be your love and your whore, anything you need me to be…oh yes!”



Mom’s saying she’d be my whore sent me over the edge. I slammed into her one more time and whipping it out, I began to pump it. Under me, Mom quickly rolled over and grabbing her tits held them up. Leaning over her, I released my cock and with a loud cry, sent a huge spurt of cum splashing across her huge tits. Mom let her tit go and reaching out, grabbed my cock and started pumping it hard. I moaned as she lifted it so the next spurt went into her waiting mouth. Lowering it, Mom continued to pump it, moving it back and forth so that I was hosing both her perfect tits.



Mom kept going until I whimpered as my spent cock, gave up the last couple of drops. I sat back on my knees gasping and Mom lied back looking up at the ceiling. I marveled at the sight of her cum covered tits heaving as she fought to catch her breath. Leaning over I reached down to the floor and grabbing my t-shirt leaned over and began gently wiping the cum from her tits. When I was finished, I grabbed the bottle of water on the nightstand and passed it to her. Mom took a few sips and after I had done the same, I laid down next to her.



Mom rolled over onto her side and putting her arm across my chest nuzzled her face into my neck. I put my arm around her shoulders and closed my eyes. It wasn’t even eight, but I could go to sleep. Mom kissed my neck and I smiled as her lips lingered and her tongue flicked around my ear. Mom started sucking on my neck and her hand began to trail down my stomach. I opened my eyes, was she kidding? Apparently she wasn’t as I gasped when she grabbed my semi hard cock and started stroking it.



“Mom,” I panted, “I’m tired, I….Oh!”



Mom slid quickly down my chest and immediately took my soft cock in her mouth. I lay there groaning as she sucked it hard and fast and I could feel myself hardening in her mouth.



“Mom I…” I started.



I stopped when releasing my now hard cock from her mouth, mom laid on her back and looking at me whispered, “Make love to me? Please honey?”



My exhaustion forgotten, I rolled over and in one motion slid my arms beneath hers and eased myself into her wet pussy. Mom wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me down into a deep kiss. I began to move slowly within her and she brought her legs up, encircling my waist and drawing me even deeper inside her.



“That’s it Paul,” Mom whispered in my ear, “Nice and easy, show me how much you love me.”



Mom kissed my neck, then sighed and let her back on the pillow. I looked down at her and felt a surge of emotion as I saw not only how beautiful she was, but the way she was looking back up at me. As much fun as it was to talk dirty and fuck, this was even better. As I leaned down and our lips met, I could feel how much she wanted me, how much she loved me. I could also fell in how her hands were trembling on my back how much she needed me. I’m sure a therapist could have a field day with us, but all I cared about was making the most amazing woman in my life happy.



I started moving a little faster and pushing harder into her and Mom began making soft cooing noises each time my cock pushed deep inside her. I let my weight go on my forearms and buried my face in her neck, kissing her softly and listening to those precious little moans she was releasing. How long we made love, I couldn’t tell, we were moving slowly and not speaking, just loving and enjoying. We were pressed so close I could feel her heart beating against my chest our hips were moving in the same slow rhythm. Our bodies were completely in tune with each and we moved the way long time lovers would, both totally at ease and loving every moment of our intimacy.



I moaned softly as my tired cock began to stiffen further as my third orgasm in a short time started to build up. Mom felt me tense up and started to run her fingernails lightly across my back as I started to pump her harder.



“That’s it Paul,” she said in my ear, “Let me feel it, inside honey, deep inside.”



I moaned almost as much in relief as pleasure when my cock went off and sent a few weak spurts deep into my mother’s pussy. Mom however moaned sensually in my ear as each spurt poured into her and cooed, “Oh honey, you feel soooo good!”



I stopped moving as my cock had nothing left to give and I started to roll over, but mom held me close to her.



“Just stay right here with me.” She said softly.



I remained where I was and I heard mom sigh as my cock began to soften inside of her. She kissed my cheek.



“I love you so much Paul.”



“I love you to Mom.”



She slid her arms from me and I rolled over onto my side to look at her. Mom rolled over so she was on her elbow facing me and touching my cheek said, “Thank you for staying with me.”



“Pleasure’s mine.” I laughed. “Well both of ours.”



Mom gave me a tired smile and reaching out, I moved her sweat soaked hair from her eyes.



“I’d see if you wanted to shower,” I began, “But you might want more and lady, you’ve worn me out.”



Mom didn’t smile and I again had that feeling something was wrong.



“Honey,” She started, confirming my suspicions “I need to talk to you.”



“Everything okay?” I asked.



“That depends on how you take this.” She said quietly.



Rolling over on her back, Mom slid up until she was sitting with her back against the headboard. I sat up as well and turned to face.



“What is it?” I asked, concerned.



Mom reached out and took my hand.



“Paul, I’ve been keeping a secret from you, well you and your dad too. I usually tell you everything, but I wasn’t sure about this and….”

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