So while Jimmy’s relationship with his neighbor seemed to be coming to an end of sorts, things on the home front were a mixed blessing. His mother had related to him that she was separated from her husband as a result of his dalliances with other women, especially a stacked twenty-four-year-old secretary.
But then she followed that confession by giving Jimmy a handjob. Was it guilt? The result of too much wine? Or was his mother simply horny? Not likely door number three. She couldn’t get personal satisfaction from giving her son a handjob, could she? Regardless, she certainly satisfied him.
The next day and for several days after, he was uncertain how to act around her. She seemed unbothered by what had happened, but that could be his imagination. She had indicated he was now the “man of the house,” whatever that meant. And she insinuated he could do chores as he did for Joanne, their neighbor. Now that she knew he had sex with Joanne at least once, was she implying more than chores? He already had chores that he completed at home. Was she hinting at after-hours chores?
It was all so confusing.
When the next weekend arrived, Jimmy had planned a Friday night outing with his friends – a movie and hanging out at the mall. He was starting to attract the attention of girls his age as well. Jimmy seemed to have a newfound confidence about him that was like honey to a bear. Joanne’s advice about seeing girls his age was kicking in, but sex as he had with her was only a desperate dream. Where would that even take place? He didn’t even own a car.
Joanne was likely a once-in-a-lifetime fantasy. If it ended there, he was lucky to have been in the right place at the right time.
But he enjoyed his friends, male and female alike, and returned home from the night whistling and happy.
“How was the movie?”
“Okay, for a zombie production. They tend to be all the same. How was your evening?”
“Good. I watched a little TV and did some laundry.” His mother suddenly winced and closed her eyes.
“You hurt yourself?”
“Oh, nothing serious. I think I pulled something in my back. I’ll take a hot bath. It’ll go away.”
Fran excused herself, and Jimmy went to his room and got online. In minutes, he was looking at porn and jacking off when he heard his name.
“Can you help me, Honey? This is embarrassing. I can’t get out of the tub.”
Jimmy hurried to his mother’s bedroom and stood outside the master bath.
“What’s going on, Mom?”
“I’m sorry. My back is messed up. I think I need help getting out of the tub. I hate to ask, but can you help me? C’mon in. You’ve seen me before.”
Jimmy opened the door and walked into the bathroom. His mother was in the tub with suds hiding most of her body. She had her arm and one hand tried to cover her nipples.
“I guess I really pulled something. Can you get behind me and support me so I can get out and get dried off? There’s a towel on the vanity. Just get me started, and then you can wrap the towel around me. Sorry to embarrass you.”
“No, that’s fine. Whatever you need.”
He was able to stand behind his mother and wrap his arms around her under her shoulders. She placed a hand on each side of the tub to help. This put each of his hands directly over a fleshy, cone-shaped breast.
“I guess this is one way to get you to feel me up.” Enjoy it while you can.” Fran’s giggle turned to pain as, together, they helped her to a standing position. By then, Jimmy had a noticeable erection.
“Hand me that towel, Sweetie. Get a good look while you’re at it. It’s just an old lady’s body, but I did a trim job on my you-know-what. Old habit. Your dad hated spitting out pubic hairs. I know…too much information. And…geez…did I do that to you? That thing has a mind of its own.” Her eyes were glued to a tubular shape in his groin.
Jimmy only smiled, but two handfuls of her firm tits and the sight of his mother’s neatly trimmed vagina had the expected effect. He helped her step out of the tub and walked her to her bed with his arm around her thin waist. She supported herself with an arm around his shoulders as well. She hung onto her towel with her free hand as it had slipped to her waist. Jimmy couldn’t help but watch those twin torpedoes jiggle all the way to the bed.
“Thanks, Honey. Sons aren’t supposed to have to do things like this. I do appreciate your help. There is a pill bottle in the medicine cabinet with muscle relaxers. Give me two of them. They’ll help, but they tend to knock me out. Better check on me before you go to bed.
She took the pills and got into bed. Jimmy left her to rest. He returned to his room and got ready for bed after taking a shower.
After a while, he decided he’d better look in on her. She had thrown the covers off, and most of her body was exposed. With the light from a nearby table lamp, he had a great view of her from head to toe. He stared at his mother’s body. She still had a trim figure. Those pointy breasts capped with large nipples were the hallmark, but she was blessed with trim hips and only slight extra padding in a few places. Her legs were thin and shapely, as were her arms. Her narrow waist could pass for a teenager’s. Even though she was his mother, she was still sexy.
As if on cue, she opened her eyes and realized her son was gawking at her. She covered herself with a sheet, but her breasts stood out like two mountain peaks covered with snow.
“Take a picture while you’re at it, Honey. I know. I scream of old lady. You are probably disgusted.”
“Not in the least. You have a great body. I won’t even say ‘for my mother.’ Are you okay for the night? Do you need anything?”
“Just you. Will you come here and lie with me for a few minutes? I won’t bother you, and then you can go to bed and jerk off, or whatever you do late at night. Oh, sorry. I shouldn’t embarrass you. But it’s perfectly normal, Honey. Even women masturbate. I bet you never thought about that. Anyway, snuggle with me a bit.”
Jimmy lay next to her, and she kissed him–a motherly kiss.
“Thanks for your help. I feel much better now. This has happened before, and it seems to heal itself. Guess it’s just old age.”
“You’re not old. God, you have a body my friends would drool over.”
“Compliments are few and far between these days, and will get you everywhere. Thanks. Want to nibble on my nips as long as you are here? They’re big, I know. I used to get teased by my friends. Or, I can probably give you another handjob if you want.”
She flipped the sheet to the side, exposing her naked form.
“Tadaaa! Not bad for my age, I guess.”
“You don’t have to do that for me, Mom. I was happy to help.”
“I know I don’t have to…I want to. It gives me pleasure to make my son feel good. Here, play with these puppies for a while, but take off those boxers first. Let me see that horse of yours.”
With her urging and help, Jimmy slid his underwear off and smiled as his mother looked like a kid on Christmas morning opening a special gift. He removed his T-shirt, and now both mother and son were completely naked next to one another.
“This is nice, Honey. Your body next to mine feels so good. You have become quite a man.”
Fran kissed her son and grabbed his limp cock. Her fingers slowly slid up and down his thick shaft as she kissed him all over his body, starting at his stomach and working up to his face. When their lips finally met, the kisses became more urgent.
“I’ve been thinking about this penis of yours all day today, Honey. I love how you feel in my hand. So hard and thick. I’m going to make you feel good, Sweetie. Indulge me. Just let me play with it for a while.”
But Jimmy had other plans. He kissed his mother one more time, and then, before she could say a word, he slid down and planted his lips on her vulva. He gently separated her thighs and inhaled the earthy odor of that region.
“Let me make YOU feel good, Mom. You deserve this.”
And with that, Jimmy began slowly licking his mother up and down her labia and over her clitoris, just as Joanne had taught him. He couldn’t believe his tongue was entering the same vagina that gave birth to him some sixteen years prior. The taste of her excited him beyond belief. Her neatly trimmed blonde bush allowed close inspection of those intimate parts. Soon, they were glistening with his saliva. He nibbled on her swollen clitoris playfully.
“Oh, Honey! You don’t have to do this, Sweetie. But that feels so good. Mmmm, yes. Where on earth did you learn to do this? I bet I can guess. Thank you, Joanne. Oh, my god, Jimmy. You are making your mother so happy. Yes, Lord, I need this.”
His mother’s exclamations were music to his ears. Gradually, he added one finger and then another. Soon, he was sliding both his tongue and fingers inside her pussy, occasionally reaching up to fondle her perky tits and pinch her fat nipples. Her juices flowed freely, and he remembered his discussion with Joanne about the taste of pussy. As best as he could tell, his mother tasted very similar to his neighbor, but there was a difference. His mother’s pussy was even wetter than Joanne’s, and the scents from her earlier bath gave her pussy a sexy, perfumed flavor. He feasted on every inch of her labia, clitoris, and inner lips.
His mother joyfully encouraged him as she ran her hands through his hair and moaned compliments at his skills. After several minutes of this, she bade him stop for a moment.
“Is something wrong, Mom?”
“Oh, no, Honey. That feels wonderful. But, scoot up here and kiss me for a moment, Sweetie. I need to kiss your lips, you little stinker.”
Jimmy slid up and kissed her, open-mouthed and with passion, sharing her sweet juices from his glistening lips. As he did, he felt her fingers reach down and wrap around his cock, stroking it a couple of times to make sure it was hard.
“I need to make sure this tool of yours is still functioning. Mmm, it still seems to be stiff. But just to be sure, raise your hips a little. There, like that….”
Suddenly, he felt her guide him to her labia and rub his helmet up and down that sacred opening. And then, before he knew it, he felt the crown of his cock enter a soft, warm portal.
Jesus! She’s putting me inside her! What the hell!
Without a word, she adjusted her hips, and quickly, half of his cock was suddenly enveloped by warm, moist flesh.
“Mom, what are you doing?”
“I need this, Honey. It’s okay. There you are–inside me. Finally. This is all I’ve been thinking about lately. Go ahead and fuck me, Honey. I know you want to. Let me feel all of your big, beautiful cock inside my pussy, where you belong. Make love to your mother.”
Jimmy couldn’t believe what was happening, but he wasn’t about to argue at this point. He braced his arms on either side of her and slowly let his cock glide in and out of his mother’s moist, velvety Eden. He was delirious when the reality of what they were doing dawned on him. He was fucking his mother.
“God, you feel so wonderful, Honey. Nice and slow until I get used to your size. Mmmm, yes. Just like that. Careful! Not too deep at first. I can’t believe this. I’m making love with my son, and it is wonderful. Tell me what you like, Sweetie. I’ll do anything for you. Mmmm, you are so deep. Easy, Baby. I’m a little fragile until I get loosened up.”
“But, Mom. I’m not wearing a rubber!”
“No worries, Honey. I can’t get pregnant. I’ve had an operation. Babies are out of the question. Go ahead and cum in me when you are ready. I do love the feeling of a big load shooting in me.”
Jimmy kissed his mother and focused on fucking her gently. He had fantasized about this but never thought it would be remotely possible. And now, here he was between his mother’s legs with his big cock halfway buried in her. It felt so good. Underneath him, his mother smiled smugly. She wrapped her arms around him and encouraged him with her lips next to his ear.
“That’s it, Baby. Nice and slow at first. You feel as wonderful as I knew you would. Whew! You ARE a big boy! I’m not used to one this size. You are making your momma so happy.”
He pumped his cock steadily in and out of her, gradually increasing the length of his strokes as she wriggled her ass in unison with him. Her knees were spread wide and raised so he could fuck her with no limitations. She planted her feet on the bed for more control of her hips as she met him, stroke for stroke.
Jimmy was careful not to go all the way in, at least for now. He held his mother’s ass in both hands as she worked her hips in unison with his. Gradually, they gained momentum together.
“Geez, Mom. You are so tight. I don’t want to hurt you, so let me know if I need to slow down.”
“You’re doing it just right, Baby. That’s it. Gradually, you can go deeper. God, I haven’t felt anything like this in years, if ever.
Jimmy looked down and watched as his shiny shaft slid effortlessly in and out of his mother’s cunt, her labia clinging to him with each stroke. He bent down and gripped a marshmallow-sized, puffy nipple between his lips and sucked on it forcefully. His mother’s eyes were closed, and a permanent smile had formed on her closed lips as she met him, thrust for thrust. She opened her eyes and pulled her son’s lips to hers.
“I love my beautiful son. You have become such a man. I especially love your big cock. Thank you for this.”
Their kisses were urgent… frenzied even. Their tongues grappled for dominance, first in his mouth and then in hers. Whenever they would break away, Fran would moan her unbridled happiness and encouragement. Jimmy concentrated his thoughts on one thing: pleasuring his mother and not cumming in her–at least not yet. But the primitive part of his brain was working against him, and he began to feel that familiar intensity in his balls.
Periodically, he would slip out and reach down to reinsert his cock, but his mother always beat him to it. Her fingers rubbed around his shaft and occasionally even slipped into her pussy alongside his cock. His cock was covered in shiny goo.
“Go ahead and give it to me, Jimmy. Give me all of your big, beautiful prick. I love what you are doing. Oh…my…god! I haven’t been fucked like this in ages. You are a wonderful lover, Sweetie. Just like that! Yes! You’re going to make your mother cum, Honey. Can you cum with me?”
Her hips took on a life of their own. She began bucking furiously, and Jimmy responded in kind. Suddenly, she grabbed him violently, and her shapely legs extended in the air, shaking uncontrollably. She made unintelligible sounds and then let out a muffled scream as a huge wave of pleasure mixed with the wonderful pain of a violent orgasm erupted in her. Every nerve in her body tingled. Her leg muscles nearly cramped from the intensity of it.
Jimmy pumped his hips into his mother with several more long, firm strokes and then buried himself one final time and held it there. He could feel her cunt muscles squeezing him in waves as the first huge blast of sperm shot into her womb. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and held him there, their groins glued together as one.
“That’s it, Baby. Get it all out. You are so deep. Hold it there and fill me with your sweet sperm. You feel wonderful in me. You are making your mother so happy. I could cry right now.”
She squeezed him and held him tightly, quietly enjoying the raw, carnal pleasures of sex. She couldn’t remember the last time she had experienced anything so intense. She kissed his face, his lips, and even his ears as the last vestiges of sperm drained out of his cock.
For several minutes, neither mother nor son moved or said a word. Finally, Jimmy came to and slowly backed out of her, his flaccid cock slipping out and allowing her lips to close, but not before a stream of cum mixed with pussy juice dribbled out of her. It ran down between her thighs before pooling onto the sheets. Her wrinkled labia and Jimmy’s limp cock both glistened with a fresh coating of their shared fluids, and she collected some with two fingers before briefly putting them in her mouth. She was at last tasting the true essence of her son.
She kissed him on the lips.
“Jimmy, can I ask one more favor?”
“Sure, Mom. Anything.”
“Stay with me. Just for tonight. In my bed. I’ve been so lonesome.”
“Of course. I love you, Mom.” Jimmy had found a new, mature love for the woman who had raised him. This was a bond that was sexual as well as emotional.
“And I love you, Jimmy. With all my heart.”
Mother and son stayed that way, wrapped in each other’s…
