My senior year in high school was grueling, and I had little time left after college prep courses and sports. I was doing my best to get into college any way I could. I stood in front of the stove to make myself breakfast before school. Thank God it was Friday, and take a breather this weekend.
Mom came in wearing only her blue bathrobe, loosely tied about the waste, letting her breasts peek out occasionally. I got a full glimpse of her left tit, nipple, and all. My cock twitched at the sight of her giant boob. Flustered by her swinging titties, I turned my pelvis away, hoping she wouldn’t notice the tent in my boxers. An egg dropped to the floor as I pulled it out of the carton, and before I could react, Mom was on her knees wiping it up with paper towels, unfazed that her robe had come open. My cock sprang out of the fly of my boxers as I looked down at her exposed breasts and bushy beaver. Mom didn’t notice until it was staring her in the face when she tried to get up. Only an inch or two from her lips, she gasped, then exhaled her warm breath on my cock, causing it to twitch.
“Oh, good morning,” she said, kissing it on the tip.
It wasn’t just a peck. Mom’s lips lingered for a moment. She reached for my shaft, gripping it at the base with one hand and cupping my balls with the other. Mom sucked the tip between her lips, her tongue licking at its pee hole. She pulled out to the tip before taking a second and third pass. That was all I could take from her warm mouth. My balls seized, sending the first two squirts right down her throat, making her gag and causing her to pull my dick out. My third spurt shot across her nose and cheek, and the fourth and fifth landed on her lips and chin. I watched in awe as cum dripped off her chin down to onto her tits.
Mom pulled the hand towel from the oven door to wipe her face as she stood before silently leaving the kitchen. I stood there trying to get a grip on what had just happened. I turned off the burner on the stove and went to my room to get dressed for school. I heard Mom arguing with herself as I passed her bedroom door.
“My God, it’s so big. Get a grip, girl. He’s your son. Oh, what did I do?” she muttered behind the closed door.
I dressed quickly and headed for class, silently slipping out of the house. School wasn’t much of a reprieve. I couldn’t get the image of Mom’s lips on my long shaft. I’d had a perpetual since I’d left the house. I dreaded going to gym class in the next hour. I sat on the toilet in the locker room, hoping to rub one out before class started. Coach’s voice bellowed at me.
“Laps if you’re late, Turner!”
“I’m not feeling well, coach,” I replied.
“Okay, Jim, go down and see the nurse.”
Holding my books to cover a prominent bulge, I went to her office. She was finishing with another student and waved me in. I said I wasn’t feeling well and would like to go home. She protested, saying she couldn’t let me go without a good reason, and because I wasn’t eighteen yet, she’d have to call my mother first. She asked why I couldn’t be in gym class and would have to return to class if I didn’t have a good excuse. Sheepishly, I removed my books from my lap, revealing the bulge in my pants. She blushed, smirking at me.
“Well, we can’t have you walking around like that, but it’s no reason to leave school.”
“Can’t you just help me out here?” I pleaded.
Her face flushed, “I think you know how to take care of this yourself. You can use this one if you like,” pointing to the washroom in her office.
I left her office, opting for someplace with more privacy, and headed for the school’s band wing. At least here, no one would hear me beating off. I stood in front of the toilet in the last stall, dick in hand pumping madly, visions of my mom giving me head flashed through my head. It didn’t take long before my balls forcefully unleashed spurt after spurt of my cum, coating the toilet tank and seat with oozing spunk. I wiped the tip with toilet tissue but decided not to clean up the mess.
The bell rang, and I darted to the hall so no one would associate me with the mess in the last stall. I passed the nurse’s office on my way to my next class. She happened to be standing in her doorway as I walked by.
“Everything CUM out, Okay, Mr. Turner?” she smirked.
My mind was still awash with thoughts of this morning, even after defiling the bathroom stall. Sitting in English class, I heard whispers of someone jacking off in the band wing. I said it’s just a bunch of rumors. No one would be stupid enough to do that in school. The rest of the day went by quickly, but I hesitated to go home by the end of my last class. Mom would be there, and I would have to face the morning’s event again. I took my time walking home.
The house was silent when I walked in, and I was relieved that Mom wasn’t there to greet me. I paused to listen at her door, not knowing if she was home. I heard nothing and walked to my room, pulling my T-shirt off. I noticed Mom still donning her bathrobe and sitting on the edge of my bed. She lifted her head as I entered, flipping her hair back and revealing her ample cleavage. She patted the bed beside her, asking me to sit with her.
“We need to talk about what happened this morning. Did you get hard because you were looking at Mommy’s titties?”
“I get hard from a stiff breeze, Mom, plus morning wood, I don’t know why,” I replied shyly, digging the toe of my shoe into the carpet.
“Do you like seeing Mommy’s titties?” she asked.
“Yes, sometimes. You turn me on when you wear your robe open like that.” I said, pointing to her chest. “Why did you put my prick in your mouth? Why did you suck on it?” I asked to put the blame back on her.
“I don’t know either, son, I don’t know why eith…” Her words trailed off. “It’s been quite a while since I’d seen a penis. I thought it was cute that my old tits would make you hard. I was flattered. I couldn’t control myself when my lips touched your hard cock.” She said, hanging her head as if ashamed of what she’d done. “I miss your dad, his body, his arm around me. I miss his big cock in my hands, mouth, and cunt.”
I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her head to my bare chest. Her hand slid across my broad chest, running her fingers through my chest hair. What there was of it anyway. I kissed her on the top of her head, pulling her closer, her face pressed into my chest, kissing me lightly. I ran my fingers through her hair as she kissed my lips. Our open mouths met, tongues twisting as we kissed.
My hand had a mind of its own, reaching into her robe and clutching her massive tit. A gasp escaped her lips when I tweaked her nipple, pressing her mouth harder to mine and sucking on my tongue. Mom’s hand slid down my chest, fumbling with my belt and zipper. My cock stood tall out of the opening of my boxers. Mom’s kisses wandered down my chest to the tip of my cock, her warm wet mouth engulfing the tip. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, before plunging it deeper into her mouth. Her cheeks puckered as she sucked my shaft, cupping my balls as she moved her head up and down on my shaft. My hands grabbed hands full of hair as she bobbed away. She could feel my cock convulse in her hand as I was close to cumming in her mouth. She pinched it off at the base, blocking off the sensation and preventing me from blowing my wad.
She stood before me, slowly lowering her robe to the floor. Her breasts hung before me, heaving with each breath. She took my hand, holding it to her boob.
“Go ahead, honey, it’s okay, you can touch Mommy’s boobies.” She said as she brought my other hand up to her as well.
Large dark areolas encircled her nipples, just begging to be sucked. I brought my mouth to one and then the other, sucking them into my mouth, flicking my tongue around each nipple. My hands squeezing, twisting, and turning her tits playfully. Her hand gently held my head to her breast as I suckled at her breasts, as my right hand caressed its way to her wet waiting pussy. My fingers explored the folds of her vagina, slipping into her steaming cunt hole. I had done this with a few girls over the years, but nothing could compare to finger-banging my mother.
Continuing to suck her tits while sliding my fingers up her dripping snatch, rubbing her clit with my thumb causing her knees to weaken. She moaned at my touch. My lips kissed down her flat stomach to her bare pussy, dropping to my knees before her. My mouth replaced my fingers, desperately trying to reach her hole with my tongue. She moved to sit on the bed, spreading her legs wide, baring her pussy for me to devour. Mom’s hand held the back of my head as she ground her moist muffin into my mouth when my tongue found her clitoris.
“Right there, baby, yes, right there. Put your fingers in my pussy, too, baby,” she groaned as she came.
She continued grinding until her orgasm ebbed. I rose from between her knees, standing before her, my cock drooling with precum. She bent down to lick the dripping nectar off my cock, then wiggled farther onto the bed. I watched as her tits bounced and jiggled with every move she made.
I crept onto the bed like a lion on the hunt, pausing to kiss her clean-shaven pussy. She had to have shaved in preparation for this. She must have been planning this all day. I remember her unkept brown bush from this morning.
“Did you shave, or did I just imagine that Wookie bush this morning?”
Mom nodded as she pulled me on top of her.
“Have you been thinking about it all day too?” I said, sucking a nipple into my mouth.
She pulled my face to hers, our lips meeting momentarily before opening to allow our tongues to tango in a torrid dance of lust and desire. My rock-hard cock throbbed as it entered her wet puffy lips. My cock slid into her snug, silken sheath, filling her hole to my balls. She felt tight, tighter than the other girls I have been with. I wondered if it were true that women’s pussy shrinks if it’s unused.
“Ahh, that feels so good, baby,” Mom said once I was in. “Go slow for Mommy.”
I started to undulate my hips, slowly sliding my shaft in and out. My mouth opened, gasping at the sensations running through my cock. Our eyes locked together, searching for signs from each other that this was Okay. All I could do was grunt and groan intently, unable to convey the pleasure that I was experiencing. Mom’s hips humping to meet mine with equal speed and pressure. My mouth opened in awe as Mom grabbed my ass, pulling my hard into her with each thrust.
“You feel so good, baby, you’re gonna make Mommy cum soon.” She said over the sounds of our bodies slapping together.
“Me too, Mommy, me too!” I slammed into her ass hard and as fast as I could.
My body tensed, driving forward as deep as my hips would allow. Mom wrapped her long legs around my waist, still humping my shaft, clenching her pussy muscles on my cock, milking it as I filled her with cum.
“That’s it, baby, give it to Mama. Give me all of your cum. Arrrgh, Oh God, you’re making Mommy come, baby.”
Hearing her words made me want to make her cum as hard as I had. I pinned her to the bed, pounding my cock up her cunt, our mixed fluids oozing out of her dripping hole, covering my balls. She raised her knees, and I slipped my arms under them, lifting her hips off the bed. She called out again as an orgasm rushed through her. Her face contorted as if she were in agony. That must be her O-face, I thought to myself.
My hips thrust wildly as her climax waned, trying my best to please her. I don’t know if it was my enthusiasm, inexperience, or both, but my cock popped out of her cunt and right up her ass. She flinched, legs flailed, kicking me off her.
“Wrong hole, baby, wrong hole,” she said, rolling to her side, holding a hand to her butt.
I apologized profusely to her, “Oh, God, Mom, I’m so sorry. I just wanted to make you feel good.”
‘It’s okay baby, you did make Mommy feel good. I just wasn’t ready for you in that hole.” She pulled me to her chest. “This wasn’t your first time. You seemed to know your way around down there.” She smirked.
“No, it’s not my first time, and I hope it won’t be our last. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Mom.”
“It won’t be out last, honey, not with that big cock of yours.” Still smirking, she asked, “Well, how do I compare to all the young pussy you’ve been getting?”
“How do you know about that?” I Blushed red.
“I didn’t until now, but I figured as much. Look at you, and you probably have the girls lining up to suck and fuck that big cock of yours.”
I told her about the times I have had sex and with whom. She asked about how and where we’d done the deed. If any of the girls had sucked me off. I admitted hers was the first mouth to suck my cock, and how badly it disconcerted me. She laughed as I shared about the school nurse, jacking off while thinking of her and splashing the bathroom walls.
“And the school nurse didn’t offer to help you with your hard-on. What is she some lesbo?” Mom laughed.
Snuggled in her arms, I asked, “How’s your butt, Mom? Does it still hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t hurt anymore, but you can’t have that tonight.”
“Tonight?” I asked, puzzled by what she meant.
“I’m not done with you fucking my cunt if you can manage it. Mommy wants more of that cock of yours.” Her eyes sparkled as she stared into mine. “You can fuck my ass tomorrow, though.”
I looked down at my flaccid appendage. “You might have to suck start it, though.”
“Ooh, with pleasure. Have you ever sixty-nined? No, here, let Mommy show you.” she said, changing positions to straddle my face.
She spit on the tip wiping the head of my cock with it before sticking it into her mouth and lowering her pussy onto my face. Her musk mixed with the smell of my cum was intoxicating. Many a night, I had jacked my meat with Mom’s panties to my face. I found myself drawn to her scent and now drunk with the taste of our juices washing over my tongue. Being with her is better than I could have ever imagined. Even my wildest fantasies never had us 69ing, especially with her muff full of my spunk.
I’d become accustomed to the taste of my cum when one girl would only do it if she could snowball me after. I filled her cunt the most often. Most men wouldn’t, but I was happy to get laid. Now, I am getting snowballed by my mom, and she loves it. I slipped my thumb into her twat as I licked and sucked her clit, making her cum. Her mouth bobbed up and down my shaft’s length like a porn star. She would hold the tip to the back of her mouth, then come off gasping for air. Suddenly I felt my cock slip into her throat. She held it there for a few seconds before coming up, gulping for air. She took my shaft down her gullet repeatedly, her pace quickening as she took my cock from the tip to the balls. The only thing keeping me from losing my load was that I’d already cum three times today. I kept licking and sucking Mom’s clit, swirling my tongue around her gaping hole, then plunging my thumb deep.
My fingers grazed her butt hole when I buried my face hard in her pussy, sucking her cunt lips into my mouth. I rubbed her pucker again, eliciting a moan from her that sent shivers through the length of my shaft. I pushed the tip of my fingertips in her twat, coating them with her juices before slipping a tip into her bunghole and wiggling it side to side. Her mouth came off my cock, telling me to put it in her ass. I did as she asked, slipping my thumb in her cunt and two fingers up her ass, all while still licking her clit. I was pretty proud of myself as she bucked away as she came again. My fingers and thumb worked like pistons in an engine plunging into her holes. My cock slid out of her mouth as she shrieked.
“Are you close to cumming?” she inquired.
“No, not yet,” I assured her.
Mom rolled off me and onto all fours, looking over her shoulder at me, she commanded. “Shove that cock up Mommy’s…