So, I'll admit, it started with me getting drunk. It was a new sensation for me having freshly turned 21, I had never really felt compelled to drink before now but it seemed that once I started I quite enjoyed it. I would go out with some of my friends and they used to pressure me all the time to drink with them and at first I didn't see the appeal at all. I would watch them chug and make faces as if it was the worst thing you could ever hope to ingest. Then, they would act like idiots and stumble and say embarrassing things. Like this one time, a friend of mine drank so much he started crying and moping about how he felt so alone in the world. I just didn't get why anyone would want to feel like that. Then it dawned on me one day that alcohol could have a use for me.
We went out to a bar and all my buddies started drinking as usual. My friends once again pestering me to drink, me once again saying no way. Then as they were kicking them back I looked around the bar and noticed there was a dance floor. There were so many women dancing and drinking, hands all over bodies. Clothes were being pulled at and things hidden being revealed. I wanted to get in on that action, but it felt like an unfair advantage being sober while they were drunk, almost like I'd be some kind of sleaze. So I picked up one of the cups of mixed drink and downed it quickly. I didn't know what I was expecting to feel but at first I didn't notice much, just the harsh taste in my throat. My friends looked up at me with surprise then started cheering and downing their drinks as well. They put another in my hand and I drank that just as fast as the first one, noticing it wasn't as bad as the prior drink. As I set the cup down I realized that I did feel a little different so feeling better about my morality I walked out to the dance floor to mingle.
I honestly had no idea what I was doing, I didn't have any experience with women so I looked around to see what others were doing. It was mostly women on the floor, laughing loudly and drinking while they danced. I did see one guy near the middle though and he would just dance to himself, legs spread out a little moving his hips. Women would dance closer and closer to him until they were grinding their asses against him. I had a blueprint, time to try it out.
I figured my odds weren't bad, I wasn't ugly. I was just under 6ft, black wavy hair down to my shoulders. I was dressed well, I knew to keep my shoes new and clean. It wasn't long before girls were making eye contact and swaying their asses closer and closer to me. Then I saw one woman who stood out from the crowd. She was older than the others, late thirties perhaps. I hadn't really considered a woman who was that much older than me before now but there was something in the way she was eyeing me that I really enjoyed. The other girls closer to my age were more timid, probably afraid of rejection. This woman was confident, it was heavily arousing.
She was dressed in a very short red dress, I quickly saw that nearly all her back was uncovered. She looked at me intensely as she started backing up toward me. Her ass was large but wonderfully both soft and firm. As she began rubbing her glutes on my thigh I felt a warm feeling come over me. My cheeks got more and more red as both her body and the alcohol worked together to heat my body up.
Suddenly I felt the room twist a little as the effect of the mixed drink became more noticeable. My thoughts changed as I felt a surge of confidence, all I wanted to do was run my hands over this woman. I was in no state of mind to fight my bodily urges as my hands went first to her belly. I kept them there for a moment somehow cognizant enough to gauge her reaction. I felt her movements increase in fever as she ground harder against me, shifting her alignment to focus more on my crotch. I communicated that I liked this by running one hand up her body while the other trailed down. I did it very slowly, I wanted to explore her but I also didn't want to cross any boundaries or reservations that she might have. My heart sank to my gut as she grabbed the wrist of my hand that was trailing closer to her waistline. I soon saw that I didn't have much to worry about as she led my hand down to her upper thigh and held it there for a few moments. I took the hint and was happy with where it ended up. Before my other hand could reach higher than her lowest couple of ribs she began leaning forward, still maintaining her rhythmic movements. I left the hand that was on her thigh and pulled the other around to her back, tracing my fingers along her. She looked back at me over her shoulder with a wicked smile, then began to more thrust herself against me than dance. I didn't really concern myself with looking around the room to gauge how acceptable this was, though it did cross my mind that it might look odd.
Then I felt it; my budding erection. It started out as just a chub, but just feeling it growing was enough to put my focus on it. I felt her round ass grind a little harder on it, making circles now as she swirled it in my boxers. I felt it standing straighter and straighter as she dropped her face closer to the ground. She began a kind of twerk against me as she flexed one cheek then the other in continual alternation against my hips. My pants were loose enough to allow myself the room needed to grow, despite my immodest length. I could feel it begin pressing between her cheeks and down, touching her thighs as well. In response she lowered her hips, dragging her body along the length of it as we dry humped. I pulled at her skirt to keep the head of my penis covered from any onlookers. Slowly she started standing back up as she brought her hand behind my head. She turned and kissed me as she clamped her thighs tightly down on my cock.
Her hand dropped down to her groin as she touched both of us, resting her thumb against her clothed clit as her fingers wrapped around the underside of my cock. It was getting to be more than I could bear. With her hand still behind my head she tuned her lips to my ear and spoke-
"Do you want more?"
Breathlessly I nodded and she walked off holding my hand, not without squeezing me between her thighs a little tighter before we parted. As we exited there were more than a few young girls watching me walk away, making eyes at me and my counterpart. The alcohol and my dance partner once again working together to make me feel quite unembarrassed; in fact I felt a little proud.
She walked me to the front door as I heard my friends at our table jeering and hooting to me. As we walked to the parking lot she pulled a key out of God knows where and unlocked a large suburban. She opened the back door and quickly set me down on the back seat as I faced her and the parking lot while she stooped down. Quickly, she began rubbing my bulge as she unbuttoned me with the other. She then unzipped and pulled my pants down out from under me as my dick flopped briefly from within my boxers. She then put one hand on my chest laying me back as she pulled my boxers down to my knees. The position she was in let her breasts lay on my erection as she laughed lustily for a moment. Her breasts were much like her ass, large soft and firm all at the same time. She stood back up admiring my young penis as she slipped her dress straps off her shoulders. My view wasn't hindered by a bra and I saw that her tits didn't lose shape without the support of the dress. Her nipples pert and a soft pink, they looked surprisingly youthful. She grabbed my knees and looked first at my cock smiling. Then she slid both her torso and her eyes up my body, dragging her tits along my leg and letting them slide over my cock again as she came up to meet my lips.
"I haven't had such a young cock in a long time." She smiled again as she kissed me then trailed her body back the same way she had brought it up, only now it was much slower and she kissed down my body every few inches. She kept her lips against my stomach for a good while as she lifted my shirt. I was proud of my taut stomach, what abs I had were hard earned and she seemed to enjoy them too. As my stiff erection once again was nestled between her breasts, her tongue slid along the grooves of my abs. The combination was better than anything I had ever done to myself. I felt her hands slowly drift from my knees as she slid them up my leg. I heard her moan against my stomach as she finally reached my cock. She gripped it firmly at the base and started slapping it against her breasts. After continuing this for a moment she grabbed her breasts instead and squeezed them against my penis much like she had done with her thighs earlier. She stopped kissing my stomach and half stood as she let saliva slowly drip from her mouth to my cock head. Then she used her full perky tits to massage the spit onto my full length. Slowly she teased at the tip of my cock using the nipples that she held in her fingertips, as the rest of her breast flesh ran along my shaft. She made little circles with both nipples going around from the underside of my head to my urethra, one nipple going clockwise and the other counter clockwise. The sensation was intense, sending hot precum out of my shaft and running down her erect nipples. As they became more and more lubed with the combination of both her spit and my precum her movements sped up until she was running her nipples down the full length of my cock. After doing this for a time she pulled her teats straight toward my face and across from one another in an X shape thus squeezing her breasts tighter against my cock. She held them like that, by her nipples and started bouncing her whole body, fucking my erect shaft with her full breasts. I moaned as I felt more of my hot precum flow out of the top of my penis. She leaned her head down as she slammed her breasts firmly against my thighs, and the head of my cock began popping up from between her lovely tits. As it came farther and farther up, her head lowered until her lips met my wet cock head for a brief kiss that was quickly repeated with every down stroke. This went on for a while until my cock slipped in past her lips, meeting her hot wet tongue. Her tight lips stayed enveloping my cock much like her tits did as she kept the rhythmic dance up. Then her tongue slid down my shaft as my head remained in her mouth, until her tongue shared the space between her tits with my cock. She lapped up and down my penis with her tongue in tandem with the movements of her breasts, while her lips made a forceful vacuum tightly enveloping her wide curved tongue and my cock.
She was an absolute pro, I had never seen nor heard of movements like she was making in all of my years watching endless porn. They say 10,000 hours made anyone a pro, so take it from a pro in viewing, she was an expert literally in motion.
After a time of this, she stopped fucking me with her breasts and began bringing her mouth lower and lower down my base, at first keeping the quick rhythm then slowing as she god closer and closer to fully taking me into her hot mouth. She held her tongue tightly pressed to the underside of my cock as she drug it and her lips up and down my shaft. When she neared the top she would swirl her tongue rapidly around my tip until it would audibly 'pop' out of her mouth, then she would slide her mouth back down to my head making me have to force apart pressed lips. I felt as if I hadn't had the mixed drink I would still feel much like I did now. I imagined that I was much more intoxicated by this beautiful fox of a woman than I was the alcohol.
I noticed that she began moaning on my cock as she plunged it deeper and deeper into her mouth, then I realized why she had stopped using her breasts to fuck me. She had one hand curled under her body, a few fingers nestled in her pussy with her palm against her clit. Her arm shook violently as her moans became trilled and frantic. Her tongue was better than a massage wand as the trills her vocal chords made reverberated through her tongue and berated my cock. I think she was cumming at this point, I seemed to muster a couple more centimeters in length as my cock began to throb in her mouth. She clearly felt me growing close to orgasm with her as she finally brought her lips all the way to my pelvic area. I felt her tight throat squeeze on my cock head as she gulped down a fresh proceeding of my precum. This made her gag briefly until my rock hard dick slid out of her throat back to her tongue and then back into the constriction of her neck. She moaned louder and more vibrantly and I felt the reverberations much better from within her throat.
It was growing to be too much. All the sensations along the whole of my penis were too much to bare. Sensing this she popped my dick out of her mouth again just long enough to speak as one hand continued feverishly pumping me as her breasts bounced below me.
"Cum! I want you to cum baby, I want to feel your hard dick pump as much of that young white hot cum as you can down my throat. I need it baby, I need to feel that youthful shaft pump that load into me. I want to taste you baby, if your cum is anything like the taste of that clean young cock or your endless fountain of precum.." (Here she moaned ecstatically) "I need it, mama needs it so bad baby. So cum" As fast as she got the words out my cock was back in her moaning throat, now with the added sensation of her tongue trailing along my balls, lifting one, then bringing my head back into her mouth and her tongue up my shaft, then back down to tug at the other testicle. I had had all that I could handle and instinctively I grabbed her head and kept her lips to my pelvis as I endless fired strand after strand of cum down her throat. She gulped and gagged as her throat once again tightened down on me while I gave her a meals worth. At the end of my climax she had another shaky and long moan as she orgasmed with me.
I was surprised it was enough for her, sucking my dick, to make her cum seemingly almost as hard as I had. This was the best and most intense night of my life. The glow would stay on my face for days I felt. And little did I know that it was only the beginning of a long and hot week.
My friends had gotten us a ride home. Usually I was the DD but as I had grabbed the drink early in the night, so we installed one of those driver apps and had someone drop us all off. I had gotten the number of the red dressed woman and eagerly looked forward to texting her in the near future. I felt a little bad not being as physical with her as she had been with me, I had barely even looked at her pussy after all. She hadn't seem to mind though, and I'm sure that she had had an orgasm at least once while sucking me off. I could always make it up to her later, I considered.
After many cheers for my plights that night in both drinking and sexual exploration, my friends finally dropped my off at my home. I staggered up the stairs holding another cup of the mixed drink one of them had smuggled out, downing it while cheering and being cheered. Then I tossed the cup into the bushes and entered my home, suddenly conscious of the fact that I was heavily buzzed and home much later than usual.
I quieted up and unlocked the door, trying to creep in and to my bedroom unheard. A quietly closed the door and turned around with a sigh to see my mother sitting on a chair with her arms folded. Something about looked different than normal. She looked rather nice actually, she was in a satin robe and seemingly fresh out of the shower. She always smelled nice, especially right before bed after her shower. I had a strong inclination to go and hug her just to smell her more closely, but she was clearly unhappy, probably having been worried. I usually at least text when I'm going to be coming home late, but I didn't think about it with all the goings on preoccupying my mind for the night. Texting home wasn't something that I minded much. I knew that my mother knew that we were going out to bars, and while alcohol in itself didn't bother her she wasn't fond of the idea of me driving drunk.
"Why didn't you text me?" He voice was surprisingly stern. "I was so worried. And I can see that you're drunk. You weren't driving were you?" She stood up to look out the window for my car.
"Mom, no, of course not. You know I would never drive after drinking."
"If you get drunk enough you should never trust yourself not to drive, I haven't seen you drink before but if your starting now then you should start taking a cab to those bars instead of driving." This was probably good advice really, I had gone for my keys absent-mindedly before one of my buddies snatched them and gotten the car for us. But, being the ass I was I couldn't help but toy with her a little.
"What's a cab?" She rolled her eyes. "Don't give me that, we both still watch Taxi together and all those other classics so don't even act like you don't know everything about them and more."
I smiled. "Just trying to lighten the mood mom."
She smiled back. I'm just so glad you're okay. I don't know what I would do without you dear, I love you so much." She held her arms out and I went to her and hugged her tight, smelling her body wash and toothpaste. "Ugh" she sighed, "you stink. You reek of alcohol." She sniffed again. "Are you wearing perfume?" I didn't talk about sex with my mother. My father wasn't in the picture, never was. In fact I had never even seen a picture of him. As far as my mother and I were concerned sex didn't even exist.. I fell out of the sky or something and I had just eaten lunchables from an infant stage, never drinking from her breasts. For a moment I found myself thinking of her breasts. It was just a couple of snap images, one was me sucking her breasts as a baby, then it was the same scene as earlier in the car with the older woman, only this time- "Hello, earth to son." She was waving her hand at me, I was staring at her breasts. I blinked and looked up at her then away embarrassed. I don't know what the hell came over me.
"Um no, I'm not um..wearing perfume. That is I mean I am of course, wearing perfume, that's what you smell, but I tried to use it to cover up the smell of the alcohol. Guess that didn't work." She looked at me quizzically. Thank God I could just brush it off as being a little drunk or absent minded.
"I think your tired sweetie. Why don't you just take a shower then come watch some old tv shows with me. I miss you."
I obliged her, hugging her again then walking off to shower. I thought about the woman again as I scrubbed off, how she had skillfully used her body in so many ways to please me. I scrubbed my dick lengthily as I thought about how it all had felt. Being squeezed in her thighs on the dance floor, her tight moaning throat. He tits rubbing up and down my cock. Here, yet again, I found myself picturing my mother in her place. It was so odd, it felt so dirty having my mothers image fly through my head as I masturbated. Once it happened it was so hard to kick out, I'd usually just get flustered and stop at that point. Usually.
This time I wasn't really aiming to climax anyway, my mom was waiting for me and I really did enjoy sitting there and watching old tv shows with her. I dried off, put on some clean yet tattered old pj's and went back to the living room. I kissed mom on the top of her head, smelling her conditioner, then sat beside her. She had made a large bowl of popcorn for us to share. I took a handful and sat back into the sofa.
It was amazing how many old shows there were on tv, you would think that you'd seen everything then something else would pop up that you'd never even heard of.
"What's this mom?" There was a guy and his mother driving around town.
"I'm not sure, I've never heard of it. It's called Ageless." I shrugged my shoulders indicating I had never heard of it either and we watched. Mom had handed me the popcorn as was customary because I would eat far more than she would. I piled in handful after handful watching the screen. I soon realized that it must not be the guys mother on tv as his hand went to her thigh, the camera kept showing her almost exposed breasts from her top as if from the guy's perspective. There were a few bumps in the road and her tits would jiggle about, almost reveling them. There was something maybe more erotic than the scene intended. Maybe because I had assumed it was the guys mother.
I brushed the thought aside looking away from the tv briefly. I look over to offer my mother some more popcorn and my eyes went immediately to her robe. She had her fingers inside of the robe near the top lightly running them up and down. It was innocent enough but it left much of her breast to my vantage. She was completely engrossed in the scene unaware that I was even looking at her. As the scene continued she mirrored it by moving her fingers continually up and down, revealing more and more of her breast. There was no bra of course, she wouldn't wear one to bed after a shower I had noticed. She was usually bra-less in bed at night I realized then. I wonder if she slept in the robe. Any second now and I would be able to see her nipple. I breathed in sharply feeling strangely excited. Then she looked over at me. "Sweetie! Are you okay?"
"Oh! Yeah, just, pop. Popcorn!" I looked up at her eyes, she just looked confused. Then she smiled.
"Sure." At first I thought she realized what I was looking for but then I realized she meant that she would take some of the popcorn. She reached out to get some from the bowl, only to find it empty.
"Oh, you meant make some more. Ha-ha, sure I can do that."
I would have told her that I would but I didn't want her to reconsider my slip in conversation, so to speak, any more. "Thanks mom" I smiled. She ruffled my hair as she went off to the kitchen and I found myself staring at her ass as she walked away. It was shapely, it reminded me again of the woman earlier. I hadn't realized how much she had looked like my mother... I felt a little guilty in some way.
On the tv, the mans hand had ridden up the woman's skirt as I noticed the whole of her breast was clearly visible now. She was looking out the window panting slightly as her hand went to his crotch. I was lost looking at the scene when my mother walked back in. Thankfully it had ended just then, cutting to a later point with them in a gas station. I don't know how much more of that I could have taken. My mother opened the bag as I held the bowl in my lap, then she began shaking the popcorn into the bowl. Usually this would be an innocent action and not something I even considered, but with all the sexual tension everywhere tonight it was somewhat exciting. I looked into her robe and realized with her leaning down like this I could see one of her breasts fully as it bounced around as she shook the bag. It was full and beautiful, hanging in front of me like ripe fruit about to fall from a limb. It seemed to take forever for all the popcorn to fall from the bag, I found myself not minding being interrupted from the show.
"There you go, save some for me this time!" She smiled and walked back into the kitchen to throw away the bag. Yes, that ass looked a lot like the woman's tonight for sure. She came back and sat down a little closer to me. She watched the couple pick out snacks from the gas station and absent-mindedly reached her hand into the bowl to get some popcorn. I began to wonder how much of the alcohol I still had in my system as I noted the feeling of the bowl moving around at my mother's hand in my lap.
On the show, the woman was eyeing up the man as he considered different snacks to buy. The camera went from her eyes and back to him, narrowing the focus with each frame change to zoom in more and more at his groin area. The woman licked her lips, then the man smiled up at her. Finally, my mom had a handful of popcorn and brought it up to her lips. I strangely felt an erection beginning to bud.
After purchasing the food,the couple went back to the car and sat down turning on the ignition. My mother had finished her handful of popcorn and was reaching for another when the man suddenly reached for the woman's throat and began kissing her feverishly. I think this took my mother by surprise as her hand fell short of the bowl and laid on my lap instead. As the man started leaning more over the woman and they ran their hands over each other my mothers hand with her not thinking started rubbing my thigh a little. I looked over at her to try to bring her attention to what she was doing but she was absolutely transfixed with the couple. This wasn't the kind of thing that we had ever watched together, although I knew she must have an interest in it with the large amount of romance novels she kept.
I found myself once again looking into her robe and, again, seeing one of her tits hanging there for my view. As the scene intensified she began squeezing tighter at my thigh, her fingers getting closer and closer until-
At this point she bit her lip. I felt her fingertip touch my penis as a pump of blood surged through it elongating it much more fully. She looked over at me still biting her lip as her fingers stayed there until a cool horror washed over her face as it dawned on her what she was doing.
"Oh! Oh sweetie! I didn't mean to! Oh my god." After saying that she finally managed to pull her hand back to her own lap. This too seemed a little less than normal as it went right to where I imagined her clit would be, then down to her knees quickly.
"I'm so sorry. Mommy's so sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to touch you there. I was just trying to grab some popcorn."
"It's okay mom, really. I could tell you just weren't paying attention, it's late and you're tired. It's fine."
She looked back to the popcorn in my lap, or perhaps attempting to look through it, then went back to looking at the tv.
"I'm so sorry." Then she looked back at me. "Why don't you let me hold the popcorn, so that doesn't happen again sweetie. I didn't mean to honest."
I shifted about a little, grabbed a blanket to cover myself then handed her the bowl.
"Good idea mom." She was already re-engrossed in the movie. She set the bowl into her lap totally engaged with the television then dug around in it for what seemed like forever as the scene went on. The couple was still in the car, now handling each other if you catch my drift. All the while my mother kept fishing about in the popcorn bowl that was presumably nestled right against her clit. I felt somewhat amazed that she could be this aroused and unaware of her actions. All these years and I had never even so much as seen her go out on a date. Although I could hear a buzzing sound from her room every now and again. I had always hoped that was some kind of lady shaver..
The show left nothing to the imagination and I began wondering if this was just some old porn of some kind. I found it quite interesting but somehow not as much as my mother rubbing her clit with the popcorn next to me. The couple on tv began moaning as they kept getting each other off. The scene was intensifying in both senses, as my mother made soft pants forgetting I was there altogether. I guess what happened next is she wanted some popcorn and forgot that it was the tool she was using to rub herself currently because her hand slowly went through the air to my groin, never taking her eyes off the screen. I could have dodged it, or spoken up or something, but I didn't I knew she was reaching, I knew where her hand was going to end up and instead of doing anything I spread my legs a little so she could get a nice handful like she wanted. Instead of reaching like she was going for the bowl he hand was extended like it was about to grab exactly what it did, my stiff erect cock. Somewhere inside she must have known what she was doing, and while I know that she would never do it intentionally, I was sure glad she was. She wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed it gently. She just kind of let her hand rest there for a minute, while she kept her hand busily going inside the bowl. After the couple started straight fucking on the show though, clearly a porno now, she slowly started stroking me up and down. It was like fire inside of me, it was beyond intense. It was somehow so much more exhilarating than anything that had happened in the bar. Me, fully clothed in my pj's getting barely a handy from my own mother. I started moving my hips in sink with her and her hand moved more fully for exactly one stroke before she looked at me, again in horror.
"Oh my god! Oh my GOD. How long have I been doing that, what the FUCK is happening." That was the first time I had ever heard my mother say anything stronger than, 'oh shoot'. Once again, a little delayed she started loosening her grip. "I am so sorr-" Her words were cut off with my action. I reached my hand down and closed it over hers, now gripping my cock together. "It's...it's okay mom. Really."
I pumped it a little as she watched, now gripping it again on her own while I moved our hands. She stated biting her lip as she looked at what she could see, a blanket with a pitch.
"No sweetie, we can't.." But she couldn't seem to take her hand off it. After a few more pumps she was back to digging in the bowl.
Here I did two things, the first was to remove the bowl, it was time to do what we were doing full on, to embrace it, to let it happen and see what happens. I removed the bowl, setting it on the floor using my mother's hand and my guidance. Then I put her hand directly onto her clit, sliding it under her robe. As I did so I felt the immense wetness coming from within her labia dripping all down her leg. I brought her hand back down to her labia letting it take on some of the wetness, then I brought it back to her clit. My mother had her eyes closed this whole time, until now. She opened her eyes and looked deep into mine as we rubbed her clit together and she let out a long yet quiet moan.
The second thing I did was release her hand from the blanket. While we looked at one another and rubbed her wet clit, I slowly brought her preciously problematic hand to the top of the blanket and pulled it down with her, setting it on the floor. Then, I brought her hand to the waistband of my pj's, and the rest she did on her own. Slowly she teased at the top, rubbing my waistline lightly, then she hooked one finger under them. She left that there for a few moments staring at my hard and clothed cock while we rubbed her clit more forcefully. We kept this up making swirling motions and hearing wet clit sounds. Then, she slowly slid her hand under my waistband and let her fingertip rest against my cock.
"Mom..." she didn't take her eyes off my penis or say anything, but hearing the name I and I alone had called her for my whole life made her gasp and arch her back a little. "Do...do you want to see it?"
She quickly nodded her head and took her hand from her clit. She leaned toward my penis and pulled down my pj's like a good mother would do for her son... just not one of this age. My erection came out forcefully and with a bounce, as a gasp escaped her lips again. Slowly she reached for it, looking from it to my eyes this time.
"Baby, are..are you sure?" Her hands were around it before she could finish asking. "Are you sure you want mama, like this?"
I nodded breathlessly, lost in the moment. I looked from her hands around my thick shaft to her smooth silk robe that almost hung open. "Mom?"
"Yes baby?" She appeared to answer my cock with her fixation.
"Keep...um..keep talking..please. I like it."
"Honey," she had a wash of seriousness over her. "We shouldn't be...um...doing this. At all. I shouldn't... A mother shouldn't be.. stroking her sons...huge...thick cock. Mommy shouldn't be rubbing this thick cock. But I just like it, I can't help it. It's been so long since I've held ANY cock, and yours is just, so perfect .Such a perfect cock, living in my house.. all this time I could have been...Stroking, this big cock. Mama just...loves, helping her baby. Mama's just helping her baby. By rubbing his cock, and rubbing mama's wet pussy. Mama loves her baby's big hard cock. Mama's gonna stroke it for you. Is that what you want? You want mama to rub her baby's cock? Answer me young man!"
"Yes! Yes!"
"Yes what young man!"
"Yes ma'am mamma. Please, please rub it"
"Yeah, you like mommy rubbing it don't you baby. You like mommy rubbing your cock? You gonna cum for mommy?"
"Yes, yes mommy, please."
"Then you better be a good boy for mommy and cum. That's it baby, mommy wants you to cum for her, can you do that for mommy? I know you fucked earlier, don't think you can lie to mommy, I smelled her on you earlier. But your mommies little boy. You're mommy's big cock now aren't you?
"Yes! Yes mommy!"
"That's right and don't you forget it. Mommy can do everything she did and more sweetie. Tell mommy, what did she do for you? Huh baby? What did that dirty little slut do for baby?"
"She...she um" It was so hard to even think about what she had done for me earlier, I had forgotten all about her for what seemed like eternity now. Suddenly mom squeezed down tight on my dick.
"Well? Answer me young man. What did that dirty slut do for you?"
"Boobs, her boobs. She used her breasts I mean, and she... um rubbed me with them."
"So you were staring at mamma's tits earlier weren't you. Huh? You wanna see mamma's tits?"
She sped up rubbing me and made full motions, going from my base all the way up just over my head with a twist on the way. The way the gaps between her fingers felt along the underside of my cock made me wonder if this was anything like a ribbed condom for a woman.
"Um..yes.. please mommy."
"Please mommy what?"
"Ma'am?"
"No. Please ma'am what?"
"Please mommy, show me your breasts. Please?"
"Good boy" She took both hands off my cock and stood up in front of me. She sauntered a bit as she untied her robe and let it fall around her. Her nipples gave a small bounce as the weight of the light robe fell against them. She held her hands out to the side like she was a show girl, then lifted them slowly over her head, accentuating her body in a beautiful way. Then she brought her hands down in front of her and let her fingertips slide along her neck, then over her breasts. As she did this she went from looking at the ecstasy on my face to the reaction of my cock, which somehow found a way to grow even harder.
Her breasts were amazing, they were bigger than I had remembered them. After bringing her hands to her breasts she moved them under them and lifted them a few times playfully. Then she trailed her hands down to her soaking pussy and teased her clit.
"I bet you like that too huh baby? Not just mommy's big tits but her wet little pussy too. You made mamma so wet baby, look."
She spread her pussy lips apart and more of her juices began flowing down her leg.
"Holy shit.."
"You better watch your mouth young man.. or I'll have to clean it out."
She looked at my lips briefly while rubbing her fingers on her pussy lips. "Oh but first. You said that woman used her 'boobs', right? Is that what you like, you like titty-fucking?"
She took my cock into her hand again and began tilting it toward her while lowering her breasts to it. They were so warm, my mothers full tits grazing against my cock. I had a small spasm, like an edge. I had done some edge-play before but I always had to stop myself. Here it was like my body forced the orgasm down, like it needed more. It was like a micro orgasm or something, I didn't cum, but I jetted out a sizable dose of precum right between her tits.
"Mmm, mommy's baby getting close? Huh? You're not going to cum for mamma already are you? No, you better not. You better hold out, mommy will make it worth it for you. You want to find out what that means?"
"Y-yes mommy"
"Good boy." She pushed her tits together with my cock in between. The precum had soaked them well enough to not need any lube, as she slid effortlessly up and don my length.
"Is this how she got my baby off? Did you cum on her tits?"
"Well...No ma'am."
"No? I hope you didn't fuck her without a condom young man."
"No. No mommy. She um.. she used her mouth."
Mom smiled, looking down at my cock. She licked her lips. "Mamma can help you with that. You want that baby? You want mommy to kiss it and make it better?"
I couldn't help but laugh at that one. She sped up her titty-fucking to stop me laughing.
"Mamma's gonna suck that big cock for you. Yeah, mamma's gonna suck her baby good."
She didn't waste anytime and went down on me, taking the entire length at once. It slid effortlessly into her throat and out, and she bobbed quickly. It was too much, I was going to cum any second. Then she slid it right back out of her mouth and stood back up letting it trail down her body, all the way to her cunt. She held it there with my dick head pressed against her clit and pushed my back into the sofa, pulling the lever on the side so it reclined. Then swiftly and without a word she swung her legs over my face and let her pussy hang in front of my lips.
Then she went back down on me, again taking me fully in and wasting no time, letting it slide swiftly over her tongue and into her throat, only to pull it right back out.
"Lick it baby, lick it for mamma."
I obeyed, licking and tasting her wetness. It was such a deep and sensual smell, her cunt mixed with her body wash that I had smelled all my life. I lapped at her endlessly beginning with her clit. She moaned and her legs shook as she bobbed quickly on my dick. It was good, it was amazing. I had little glimpses of fantasies of this moment that I wouldn't let myself enjoy because of how wrong it felt, but now I was here in this moment, living it. My mother was sucking my dick, building my orgasm and I was feeling it all while licking her slick clit. I dove my tongue into her pussy as I was taking the moment in, feeling her moan against my erect cock buried in her hot throat. Any second now and I was going to erupt with the most massive orgasm of my life. Any second and I was going to blow my hot sticky load all down her throat. I brought my fingers to her cunt as I spread her farther and lapped deeper, desperate to make her feel as amazing as I did right now.
He legs quivered more and more so I wrapped my arms around them holding them in place as I sucked and lapped at her. I slapped her ass suddenly, I don't know why, but I'm almost certain we both liked it so I did it again. She almost buckled on top of me so I held her again. I heard her gasp as my cock popped out of her mouth.
"Give it to me baby. Give it to mamma now. Let me do what she couldn't baby." I knew what she meant but I couldn't believe it. I had to be sure.
"What mamma?"
"Stick that cock in me baby, give mamma that cock in her wet little pussy. Mamma needs it. Please baby, please.."
I obeyed, like any good son would do. I let go of her legs and we quickly traded places. She bent over the sofa where I had sat, her arms at the head rest gripping tight. I wasted no time and brought my tip to her clit once again before she changed her mind. I gripped her thighs, grabbing her ass, sliding our slick parts together. Then I pushed it against her pussy lips, I slid within my mothers labia and entered where I had once exited. With a deep plunge I pushed it all the way in filling her out.
She got out one word with every thrust
"Yes, oh god baby. Oh don't stop. Don't stop baby, don't you fucking stop fucking mamma baby." It was everything, It was a full culmination of all that could be desired. I was fucking the essence of womanhood and maternity. There could be no higher depravity, no greater vice or fruition than fucking my own mother. I plunged deeper and harder, unyielding, feeling my balls tighten as my seed prepared to sow.
"Yes baby, that's it. Don't stop, cum! Cum for mamma! Cum now! Oh my god baby, yes, yes. Oh I feel it, don't stop. I feel you cumming in me. Oh it's so hot, your cum is so hot in mommy. Oh yes! I'm cumming too baby don't stop! Yes, can you feel it? Can you feel mamma squirting all over you baby? Oh yes. Oh yes baby. Oh let me taste it now."
I pulled my milky cum covered dick out of my mother and she spun back around and greedily licked up my shaft, it was like she was shoveling snow with her tongue. She swallowed dollop after dollop of my cum until she took my whole dick back into her mouth and milked the last of it out. She tasted us together, something I wasn't brave enough to do. I laid back noticing the tv again for the first time in a while, credits rolling. I collapsed and drifted into a deep sleep.
I awoke the next morning covered in a blanket on the sofa. I was back in my pj's and there was an old show on the tv again. I had wondered if it was even possible that any of that had happened. I looked up and saw my mother sitting next to me eyeing my morning wood.
"You need some help with that baby?"
-End-20 minutes earlier
My son had been much larger than I thought he would be. I was of course his mother and had seen it since his penis was first there to be seen. He had always been well endowed, I had known that since he was born, but he had grown into quite the young man. I had seen the outline of it in shorts and towels occasionally throughout the years, and yes there was the intermittent erections too. I admit I even tried to excite him without being too obvious about it here and there. I would usually wear something tight and revealing when I would clean around the house or work out and that was always enough to make him move a pillow to his lap or grab a blanket. Sometimes he would even run to the bathroom for an extended period of time. I figured he never considered that I was ever doing any of that intentionally, and that we would never cross the line into pure incest. I was so happy to be wrong.
Last night was something I had wanted for a long time, I admit, but never something that I thought would happen. There was just something about that movie that really flared up my maternal instincts. That and the smell of that woman. I always told myself that I would be supportive of my son whether he would bring home multiple girls a week, or settle down with only one, or even be gay! But there was just something about smelling that woman on him that made me so jealous. To think that here was a handsome young man, living under my own roof, whom I had raised mind you, and someone else was reaping the benefits. I know that that's just the natural order of things, and I tried to make peace with myself and that fact, but then I just got so turned on by that movie.. Well that and thinking about what he had been doing all night.
It was amazing what the subconscious was capable of. I had found myself watching the screen and then wishing so badly that it could be me and my baby behaving like that, and then I just was, not even realizing it. Was I wrong for it? Was I a terrible mother? It wasn't that I didn't care. I cared very much. I just wanted him to be happy. And who knew how to make him happier than his own mother?
As I lay there thinking about all the things that happened last night, I realized that we both had collapsed shortly after out little escapade last night. Noticing I was still naked, I looked over at him and saw it; his own naked manhood standing straighter than a flagpole. He came home a little tipsy last night, I think it was the first time in his life that he drank. It was all so wrong, to take advantage of him. But, he had gone out to get a woman, and he must have had plenty of time to sober up before we started...all that we did together.
I found that I was still sitting there, just staring at it. I knew what I would do! I'll just pull his pj's up, cover him up and then I'll just ask him if this is what he wants. I'd know that he'd be sober for sure now, and if he didn't feel right about it I'd spend the rest of my life apologizing for it and paying for his therapist. I'd get him a real looker of a therapist too for his trouble. As I reached out to pull his pj's up I let my arm graze over his thick wood. It twitched and straightened even more at my light touch. I slid my arm along it as I grabbed the waistband of his pj's, feeling the stiff rod now reaching the sensitive area of my cleavage. I reached my other hand out to pull the pj's up too, allowing me to squeeze his penis a little more between my soft breasts. His legs pinned the pajamas to the back of the sofa, I'd have to give them a little tug. A few tugs actually. As I continued to tug, my breasts jostled a bit, tugging away at his member in turn. Honestly I was not trying very hard to free his pajamas anymore as I felt my breasts become a little stickier. His preucm was leaking out of his shaft and protruding into my cleavage. It felt so wonderful, so right, having my baby nestled at my breasts again, although it be a little differently. I finally freed the pajamas and pulled them slowly up his toned legs. Just before I pulled them over his shaft I lent down and kissed it for him, like I had kissed his forehead all those years ago tucking him in. I brought my tongue to his urethra and tasted his sweet salty precum, then pulled the loose pajamas up and over the head of his penis making sure it could still stand comfortably. Then I pulled the blanket up over him, thank goodness it had been warm last night and I didn't have to worry about him catching a cold. After that I just sat there, unable to look away until he finally woke up.
***
At first, I didn't really know how to respond. It was possible that I was somehow horribly mistaken and my mother was not asking me to help with my erection. I couldn't even think of what else she could possibly be referring to in this instance though so I looked around briefly and asked just to be sure.
"Help with what mom?" She smiled a little and rolled her eyes. I tried to feel her soft naked flesh with my eyeballs as she spoke.
"Baby, I know last night was a little weird for both of us.. I just want to know.." As she spoke her hand drifted though the air, nearing my cock. My hips tightened with excitement making my head flourish just a bit more. "I just want to know if you enjoyed it as much as I did." Her hand grasped it here, through the blanket. She held the base, just lightly tensing it every few moments as we looked at it together. The way she worked it pushed more and more blood up to it, making it absolutely throb.
"Yes," I finally blurted out, I had wanted it. She was a beautiful woman and I'd have to be crazy to deny her what we both desired. "Yes mommy, please. Please don't stop."
She smiled her bright motherly smile and released my cock only long enough to pull the blanket off. She then grabbed it again, briefly swirling it like she was slowly batting eggs before pulling off my pajama bottoms and freeing it. It sprung right back to attention flinging a strand of precum that made a kind of wire connecting my shirt to my cock-head.
"Let's not waste any of that." My mother said, swiping her finger against the part of my shirt where the precum was. She brought her finger up and over my cock, gazing at the consistency of my precum briefly before her index finger scooped more of the sticky substance from the fount that was my beading head. She brought her finger to her lips like a coated honey comb, twirling it slowly to keep her treasure captive. Her tongue protruded to meet her finger and I watched her eyes close as she savored my taste. My mother scooted a little closer to me as she put one hand on my lower abdomen and the other on my thigh that was closer to her. Then while looking up to me she lowered her head slowly and opened her mouth. I felt her tongue lick just under my cock-head on the side closest to her, lifting slightly, causing my cock to tilt away from her. She repeated this a few times like it was some kind of exercise while her mouth began enveloping me. Now my penis was doing the same motion while pressing the opposite side along the soft ribbed roof of her mouth. The soft ribs dug at the flair of my cock-head as her tongue began toying more under the crown on the opposite side. I grabbed her hair and moaned.
"Where did you learn that mom?!" I felt her closed-mouthed, moan-y laugh gently vibrate me. While keeping my penis in her mouth, she moved to kneel on the ground in front of me and the sofa. Now her tongue was along the underside of my head lapping from the hole at the top down to just below the head, rocking my penis in tight quick motions against the roof of her mouth just above her teeth. It was pure ecstasy!
I felt the precum steadily being milked from my cock into her moist mouth, then to aid things further she took one hand and grabbed the base of my shaft making the head flourish more and more as she did earlier. With her other hand she began gently squeezing and tussling my testicles. My cock had become a fountain to her, ceaselessly pouring drop after drop of precum into her greedy little mouth. I heard her gulp softly and repeatedly as her head slowly rolled like she was drawing little circles with her nose.
Her tongue acted in kind as it made swirling figure 8's up and down the underside of my cock, which was growing more and more sensitive by the second. I reached my hands to her head and lightly grasped around her ears, letting my fingertips gently caresses their way around the back of her head then along her neck to her shoulders. I pulled at them lightly, feeling my cock dip deeper into her mouth. She took the hint and started smoothly bobbing up and down, reaching half the length of my shaft now. I left my hands resting there on her trapezius as my thumbs stroked her slender neck.
***
As I knelt there kneading my sons cock in my mouth I looked up at his eyes. He looked back into mine and I saw the desperation, the desire to continue this. I knew then that he wanted me, and that I was showing him what a truly good mother I could be for him. After his father left all those years ago I spent a lot of time learning all that I could on how to keep a man. I had become a champion baker, an ordained interior designer and, most importantly, I could suck cock like Mozart knew music.
I was going to do all I could to keep my baby right here at home, right here in mamma's mouth.
***
My mother bobbed her head more tenaciously, her tongue increasing in motion as well. It seemed to be everywhere at once. As a spider spindling web around its prey, her tongue coated my hard penis in saliva. Her fingers were exceptional too. At the base of my cock she was tensing each finger in turn, one after the other, starting with the pinkie and going up to the index finger in quick succession. Her other hand cradled and rocked my balls, tugging them gently here and there. The true skill was in her in mouth though, I never dreamed my mother would be this good and sucking cock. I felt like I was going to burst into flames at some point rather than spray hot cum down her throat. I was getting closer to either as she sped her work along.
She lifted my balls up to the base of my shaft and held them all together with one hand while her free hand went to her breasts. She had been nude since I awoke, the work she was performing was so tantalizing I hardly noticed after she began that her beautiful full breasts were in full view anymore. Her fingers went to her nipples and teased them as she kept bobbing on my cock. I watched her pinch and lightly twist her nipple as she continued pleasuring me.
Her movements became more full as her tongue slid along the full length of my cock, dipping down to meet my balls. She was simultaneously squeezing them as her tongue flicked against my semen filled nuts. Mom did this at the bottom of a few strokes before releasing her grip on my cock to allow her lips to flow down to the base instead. The feeling of my glans entering her throat was like the first thrust into her pussy. I brought my hands to her throat again and gently squeezed, feeling my cock stretch her throat from the inside and out. She seemed to like this as her watery eyes looked up at me, something about that look made me want to give her what she wanted. I held her neck and started thrusting my hips, driving my cock in and out of her throat like I was a jackhammer. Her eyes watered as she gripped my wrists, I quickly pulled my cock out of her mouth.
"I'm sorry mom! I got carried away, are you okay?"
"Oh honey, it's okay. I love you so much sweetie you've always been so caring and considerate. Some women like it a little rough though baby, and you mamma's one of them. I'm glad you checked though, that's always important with a woman, never forget that. Now keep fucking mommy's throat, I wanna feel that hot cum spraying into it baby. Keep fucking mommy's tight mouth and don't stop until your ball are empty baby." She engulfed me down to my base as quickly as the words were out. I held her throat again and started fucking like there was no tomorrow. Her eyes started running a little as I continued thrusting. Feeling the need to bust rise in me I stood up, popping my dick out of her mouth briefly before driving back inside. I had more fluidity of motion now and grabbed her hair up behind her, holding her head in place as I continued to thrust. It was all I could take, I felt my testicles tense almost painfully as I fired shot after shot of hot cum into her throat. My mother moaned in pleasure as she began gulping down my cum.
"Oh mom! Oh mom!" I moaned as I finished ejaculating. I started sliding out slowly as I exhaled hard. Mom grabbed my shaft at the base, holding me in her mouth and teasing out every drop she could before letting me go.
"Oh baby, you taste so good. Promise me baby, promise me you'll always be mamma's. Now that mommy tasted you I don't want to go on with out feeling that hot cum in my throat as much as I can."
"Yes, yes! I promise mommy, I'll always be your baby. You can do this anytime you want!"
My mom smiled, kissed me on the head and told me she was off to make breakfast.
"I feel bad being the only one that's eaten." she teased. She didn't bother getting dressed, although she did put on an apron..