Jimmy lay in his bed with a sheet pulled to his waist, his laptop open, and a soft-core porn site showing various models in various states of undress posing in provocative positions.
Eighteen hours earlier, he had been in his mother’s bed with his cock buried in her. He couldn’t believe the most recent turn of events. What now? The events of the past few days had been staggering. He absent-mindedly stroked himself as he relived recent events.
First, his neighbor had informed him that their lovemaking had to end. That was the beginning of a bad day. Then his mother had grilled him about his masturbating and his relationship with their neighbor. But she ended up giving him a handjob to make up for any discomfort she had created. Was it guilt or by design?
And when he thought things were crazy enough, she snuggled with him and then completed the cycle–she slipped his cock inside her pussy before he could object. Not that he would have given more than token resistance, but still, she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“I need this so badly, Honey. Go ahead and fuck me as you do with Joanne.”
What started innocently enough had become complicated beyond his wildest dreams. His father was separated from his mother, and it seemed like his mother wanted him to handle those marital duties. Not that he minded fucking her. She was a sweet piece of ass. But she was his mother!
How would this end?
When he heard a soft knock on his door, he automatically changed the screen on his computer and closed it. Of course, it now seemed ridiculous to try hiding the fact that he was looking at porn from his mother. They were way beyond that.
“Honey, are you awake? Can I come in?”
“Sure, Mom. Come in.”
She entered and sat on the bed, smiling sweetly.
“I think we’d better talk. Things have gotten a little crazy lately.”
She was wearing a pair of flannel pajamas, but her beautiful middle-aged form managed to excite him anyway. Her thick nipples had a way of making their presence known, even with the sheer bras she often wore. But braless as she was now, they were magnets.
“I don’t want you to feel like you’ve done anything wrong, Honey. I admit I’ve been acting like a teenager in heat around you. You’ve become such a man at a time when I’ve been weak. The situation with your father has been terrible, and you were a safe port in a nasty storm. When I imagined you might be having an affair with Joanne, I became jealous. She is very sexy, I know, especially to a teenager. But I wanted your attention as well.”
“Oh, Mom. I know this has not been easy. I don’t feel bad about what has happened lately. I want to help in any way I can. Joanne and I happened by accident, and that is all over. She doesn’t want to hurt you or your friendship. In the process, though, she’s taught me many important lessons. I will always value our friendship. You don’t have to be jealous. You are my mother. I would do anything for you.”
That is so nice to hear, Sweetie. We are more than mother and son, aren’t we? I’m lucky enough to have a son who is also a wonderful lover. You have made me feel wanted again. I don’t want you to feel any extra pressure as a result of all this, but I do love the attention you are giving me. And I truly enjoy making my baby boy feel good. May I lie here with you for a while? I want to do something special for you. Are you wearing underwear? You’ll need to take it off.”
She peeled back the sheet and smiled at her son’s boxers emblazoned with the Grinch’s image, a gag gift from her the previous Christmas.
“Help me slide these off. I love your body. Oh, there you are. All soft and limp. I bet I can change that.”
She bent down and picked up the flaccid sausage in her small hand and then looked her son in the eye. Even soft, her fingers could not completely wrap around his thickness. She felt it swell in her hand as soon as she touched it.
“I can’t stop looking at your beautiful penis, Honey. You have been blessed. I’m going to put it in my mouth. Okay?. I’m not sure if Joanne ever did that for you, and you don’t have to tell me. During better days, your father said I was pretty good at this. His penis is large as well, but nothing like yours. I’m going to have to open wide to fit you, you little devil.”
And with that, she licked the crown of her son’s swelling cock to lubricate it. Her long tongue swirled around the head in circles before she placed the tip between her full lips. After several seconds of sucking, she removed it.
“Lots of saliva is the secret to a good blowjob, especially for a penis this big. I bet you are surprised to see that your mother likes to do things like this. Well, I love it. The first time I did this for your father, he said he wanted to marry me on the spot. How’s that for an endorsement?”
She smiled and proceeded to lick and suck on the huge cock head. She was amazed at the scope of everything, the size of his balls, and even his piss hole. She tongued that orifice and noticed it was already leaking a thin stream of precum.
“You probably never imagined your mother performing fellatio on you, did you? I do love the feeling of a fat cock in my mouth, and yours is perfect. I only wish I could handle more of you, but this will have to do.”
She eyed him and continued talking as she licked, kissed, and sucked on his prick.
“You don’t need to jack off, that is, unless you want to, whenever I’m around. I’ll gladly suck your penis for you most any time we can have privacy. But I’ll stop talking now. It’s not polite when I have something in my mouth.”
With that, she began sucking in earnest, hollowing her cheeks and working her tongue in unison with her lips. Occasionally, she removed it and rubbed it over her face and flannel-covered breasts.
Jimmy lay there, mesmerized as his mother performed fellatio on him like a high-class whore. The difference was that it was for love, not money. She was enjoying the giving as much as the receiving. It was almost a scene of domestic bliss: the ultimate bedtime story.
She expertly stroked his shaft as she licked, kissed, and sucked what little she could manage to stuff in her mouth. Her fingers found his hairy testicles and massaged them at the same time. Joanne, her neighbor, had fellated Jimmy on several occasions, but this was a step higher on the excitement ladder. Both mother and son were in the throes of carnal pleasure. Jimmy watched in amazement as she made love to his cock.
He was doing just fine until she removed his fat appendage temporarily from her mouth and caught her breath.
“You can go ahead and cum in my mouth, Honey. I love the taste of your sperm. I can tell you are getting close, so don’t try to hold it back.” It was almost like she was reminding him to brush his teeth before going to bed.
She resumed her sucking and stroking, quickening the pace until her hand was a blur. The first discharge caught her off guard, and she flinched slightly but continued inhaling him, swallowing as best she could. Regardless, a stream of sperm leaked out of the corners of her mouth and down her hand. Gradually, it slowed and then stopped after a final weak pulse.
After one last gulp, she kissed the fat helmet and gasped. She was surprised by the puddle of sperm between her son’s thighs. She thought she had swallowed nearly all of it.
“Sorry about your sheets. You cum so hard I can’t keep up. The power of youth. Anyway, I hope you liked that. I know I did. I’ll leave you alone now. Tomorrow’s another day. Sweet dreams, Honey.”
She kissed her son goodnight with cum-coated lips and walked to the door before turning to blow one final kiss at him.
Once she was back in her bed, she regretted the fact that, as much as she liked giving head, she was still unsatisfied. Her mind wandered, and the image of Jimmy with Joanne, her neighbor, would not go away. As she envisioned them having sex in various positions, she fingered herself in an attempt to relieve her frustration..
I must be oversexed. I’ve never been so horny.
Slowly, as she drifted off into Lala land, a thought formed in her brain. She pictured herself with Jimmy’s thick cock sliding in and out of her as her neighbor encouraged him and softly kissed both of them. It was a wonderful dream.
As she awakened the next morning, those images came to mind once again.
What if…?
She decided that she was going to call Joanne.
