Chapter 1667: EAGER BEAVER
There was a knock on my bedroom door, but it opened before I could answer, my mom, Diane stepping through. What's the point of knocking if you're just gonna barge in anyway? I studied the forty-year-old for a brief moment; she was in pretty decent shape, so she fit securely in the 'milf' category. Although, her frequent runs every morning before work helped out with that. Guess she kept her old college athlete routine up after all this time, but does she really have to make so much noise in the morning? Sounds like Godzilla waking up from a nap.
Her hair was a golden color and draped down just passed her shoulders. She didn't have the biggest breasts and they sagged just a bit, otherwise they were a solid 'B'. Her face more than made up for anything she was lacking, though with a perfect, small nose and full lips. Even now, she was absolutely gorgeous with no makeup, and the thick glasses that she was wearing. She seriously needs to burn those binoculars.
She was also on the shorter side but was the last person you wanted to mess with. I knew that from my share fair of personal encounters and predicted another one in the very near future - like now.
"Hey. I thought I asked you to wash the dishes last night, Aaron?" She put one hand on her hip, shifting her white t-shirt and gym shorts.
"Oh... my bad. I ended up falling asleep." I shrugged, setting my phone down and sitting up in bed more.
She raised an angry eyebrow. "You fell asleep, or you were just being lazy?"
I held back a sigh and swung both my legs over the side of the bed. "I'll do them now." So, you don't bite my head off.
"Don't bother. I'll just do them myself." She shook her head, annoyed and adjusted her glasses. "But you need to stop being so lazy. Do you think that's going to fly when you go off to college? - I don't think so. You have to straighten out your act and..."
There she went off on one of her tangents again. Usually, I remained silent, but decided to say something this time. "I told you, I was just tired, okay? That's the problem, you never listen and only see things the way you want. Why do you think Stacy left for college an entire year early?" I made sure to look into her eyes. "It's the same reason Dad left - to get away from you and your judgmental ways."
The expression on my mother's face made me regret my words instantly, but before I could say anything else, she numbly walked out of the room, like she was sleepwalking. Shit. I didn't mean to go that far... My mom was definitely the toughest person I knew, although it hadn't always been that way. Ever since she and my father divorced about five years ago, she had become a nightmare.
It was the reason my younger sister had left for college already, like I stated earlier. With her gone, it was just me and Mom in the house. But that would change soon enough when I escaped to college myself. I was home for summer break until then. Sighing out loud, I got up and headed to the bathroom, but my feet came to a stop at her bedroom door when I heard ambiguous noise from inside. Peeking through its crack, I spotted her turned to the side as she sat on the edge of her wide bed.
Is she... crying? There was a stab of pain in my chest at the sight. At that moment, I just wanted to rush in, hold her, and kiss her. Wait, kiss her? Dammit... I did it again. For the last few years, I tried to deny the growing feelings towards my mother but couldn't fight them anymore. It was the main reason why I chose to attend school out of state - otherwise, I might eventually do something reckless.
She wiped away her tears and turned to the door, so I hurriedly retreated to get from getting caught. Hiding around the corner, I hid until she exited her room and walked opposite of my hiding place. Too close. The sound of water being turned on could be heard from the kitchen. She's washing the dishes... Maybe I should go apologize? I did say I world wash them after all.
I entered the kitchen some seconds later and indeed found her with her back turned to me at the sink. So, without thinking, I approached from behind and hugged her. Her small, and firm butt sat up perfectly against my crotch, and the sweet smell of her honey hair filled my nose. What I wouldn't give to bend her over right here and jam my cock into her little pussy.
"A-Aaron?" She turned her head slightly back to me, startled. "What are you - "
"I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have said what I said just earlier." I nestled my head onto her shoulder.
She let out a relieved sigh. "I shouldn't have said all of that either..."
"So, you're not mad at me?"
She shook her head, smiling. "I'm not mad at you, sweetie."
I took my head off her. "I love you, Mom."
"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" She laughed.
"Nothing." I smiled. "Just wanted you to know that."
A warmer expression appeared on her. "Well, I love you too, sweetheart. Thank you..."
My growing erection made me back away from her. "Now move out of the way, so I can wash these dishes."
She faced me. "Oh. You don't have to do that."
"I know, but I want to. Besides, who knows when you'll get another offer like this? Better take it now." A grin formed on me.
My mother chuckled. "Fine, but only if you go with me to Morgan's for breakfast."
"Deal."
She nodded back and walked away.
I cleaned the dirty dishes for the next several minutes and made my way to the bathroom to use it as originally planned. But it was already in use, evidence by the shower running inside. Mom's naked in there... I had resisted peeking at her until now, but after feeling her tight butt earlier, I couldn't fight it anymore. Opening the door as quiet as possible, I pushed it far enough to spy through and see her behind the glass pane further inside.
My dick got rock hard seeing her virtually perfect body. Her tits were actually more perky than I thought, and her toned muscles, and washboard stomach with soft abs stole my breath away. Unfortunately, her pussy was hidden from me, but I'm sure it was just as amazing. Fuck... All I want for Christmas is to join her in that shower and bury my cock between those cheeks. My mom turned the water off, signaling the cue to leave.
We reached Morgan's diner after her shower and ordered breakfast before sitting at one of the many tables inside.
"As healthy as ever I see." My eyes strayed to the egg whites and spinach on her plate.
"I'm surprised how poorly you eat, especially considering your athletic scholarship." She smiled wryly.
"I guess I can thank you for my genes." I grinned and took a bite out of my strip of bacon. "Here, take a bite." I extended it towards her.
She immediately shook her head. "No, Aaron. I haven't eaten that stuff in years."
"One bite won't kill you, Mom." I gave her a reassuring smile.
She bit her lip. "Fine. But you have to feed it to me. I don't want to get my hands dirty."
"Alright." I put the greasy food in her mouth, so she could take a small bite.
"Well, how's Mr. Piggy taste?"
She huffed a laugh through her nose. "It... was good. But I can practically feel all the grease and fat clogging my arteries."
"It's a risk I'm willing to take." I joked and took another bite of it; a piece fell to off the table. "Oops. Let me get that." I leaned to the side in the long booth seat to retrieve it but paused under the table at the incredible sight of my mom's legs were slightly spread apart. Holy fuck!
She was wearing a skirt with no underwear, so her pussy was on display. Her lips were a bit plump and the meat in the middle was tucked in, giving her an 'innie' type. The small bulb that was her clit was hidden under a thin flap. I wish I could nibble on it... Not thinking, I reached out and put a hand on her leg, near the calf.
"A-Aaron?" She called out, sounding flustered.
Shit! I popped back up after hurriedly snatching the bit of bacon off the floor. "Got it!"
She looked like she was thinking about something as she watched me.
"Something wrong?"
"No..." She smiled reassuringly. "it's nothing."
What the hell were you thinking, Aaron!? I wasn't! Blame my dick! I quickly decided to change the subject. "A-Anyway... how's work been going?"
"That's sweet of you to ask, honey, but I don't want to bore you with the details."
"I asked because I really want to know, Mom. I know we haven't had the best relationship these last few years, but I want that to change before I go off to school."
"Aaron..." She leaned over the table and kissed me on the cheek, then sat back down. "I would really like that too."
It felt incredible to make her smile like she was now. I just wanted to make her happy...
"But to answer your question, it's been a bit stressful to be totally honest." She gave a tired sigh.
"How come?" My mom was a successful lawyer, so we were pretty well off financially, though she often worked overtime because of the nature of the job. I listened as she explained the tough case she was currently working on that involved insurance fraud.
"And I'm so close to proving he lied!" She snapped her fingers in annoyance.
I suddenly laughed.
"What's so funny?" She frowned.
"Nothing. It's just that I forgot how excited you get when you talk about your cases." I shook my head, watching her with a smile.
Her expression was slightly embarrassed. "Well enough about me. Are you ready for college?"
I shrugged. "I guess so. I'm just glad to be able to have an apartment by myself. Thanks for helping out with that, by the way." I winced. "Staying with a messy roommate was one of my biggest fears."
"You're welcome..."
"What's wrong?" I noticed her troubled look.
"I'm the reason you want to go to school away so far away from home, aren't I?" Her eyes strayed down to the table.
I put my hand on top of hers, making her look at me again. "Mom, please forget what I said earlier. I promise it's not how you think." It was true that she was the reason for my leaving, but it was due to the spell she had over me.
"Thank you for saying that, sweetie..." She was smiling, but it looked forced.
"You don't seem convinced. I guess we'll have to spend as much time together until you get sick of me." A grin spread across my face.
"Shouldn't that be other way around?" She laughed. "I'm sure you're the one that's going to get tired of your old mother."
"Are you kidding, Mom? You're still plenty young, and hot."
"I'm not sure how I feel my own son calling me 'hot'. But thank you." Her smile was sheepish.
"Hey, just calling it like I see it."
We talked for a bit longer before heading back home. Mom and I hung out much more as promised during the next month. Currently, we were sitting beside each other in a movie theater.
"It's been a long while since I've seen a movie in an actual theater. Thank you for inviting me, Aaron." She leaned into me and whispered while the lights turned off, and the other people around quieted down.
"You're welcome. I just hope you like the movie. It's supposed to have plenty of romance."
"I'm sure I will." She smiled and focused on the huge screen again.
As the movie went on, the aforementioned romance increasingly turned into raunchy sex scenes. Right now, a man had ripped off his lover's clothes and immediately began pounding her. Damn... She's gonna need a wheelchair after he's done with her. Peeking over at my parent, I noticed her legs slightly squirming and her chest was pumping faster while her transfixed eyes watched the film. Is she... turned...? A part of me wanted to reach over and stick a finger in her pussy to see how wet she was.
However, her small nipples poking out from her blouse was evidence enough. Fuck. I gotta feel one. I grabbed a handful of popcorn on the bucket between us and held it out before her, purposefully brushing one of the erect nubs along the way; she let out a quiet whimper at the brief contact.
"Want some popcorn?" My tone was low.
She stared at me for a moment, like she was drunk. "I... have to go to the bathroom. Excuse me..."
I went searching for her when she still hadn't returned and found her standing outside the door.
"Geez. You almost gave me a heart attack, woman." I placed a hand on my chest.
She chuckled. "Aren't you a bit too old for that?" She reached out and brushed some hair out of my face.
"How come you didn't come back to the movie?" I glanced at the closed door.
She tossed it an uncomfortable look too. "It was... a bit much for me."
My eyes almost popped out my head when I noticed the glistening streak that slowly crawled down the side of her leg.
"What are you looking at, sweetie?" She followed my line of sight.
"Ah, nothing! Why don't we head home now?" I hurriedly put my arm on her shoulder and forced her to walk.
"A-Are you sure? I don't want to ruin your night."
"It's fine!" I laughed out loud. Super awkward moment - successfully avoided.
Back home, she unlocked the front door and switched the living room lights on, me behind her. "Thank you again for taking me out, Aaron. Even though I kinda messed it up."
"You're welcome, Mom, and I should be the one apologizing about those sex scenes. I didn't realize when choosing the film." I rubbed the back of my head as we stopped and faced each other.
"They were certainly... interesting." A short laugh came from her throat. "But it's fine, sweetie."
The recent memory of her hard nipples and the line of pussy juice sliding down her leg filled my head.
"Aaron, did you hear me? I said I'm headed off to bed."
The images disappeared. "Oh, uh, sure. Goodnight, Mom."
"Maybe you should get some sleep too. Goodnight, honey." She laughed and made her way towards her bedroom.
Maybe she's right. I yawned and walked to my own room to crash for the night as suggested. However, I once again found myself in front of her door and couldn't stop from peeking in
Her nude breasts were visible after shedding her top and was now checking herself out in the mirror. She has the most amazing ass I've ever seen... Fuckkk, Mom. What the hell are you doing to me? I don't know how much longer I can go on without touching the soft, silkiness of your skin... tasting the sweetness of her lips... And feeling your warm, wet pussy as I shove my throbbing dick deep inside -
"A-Aaron!?" She saw me from her peripheral and spun towards me.
I ducked back in a hurry. Shit, shit, shit! She saw me! What the hell do I do!?
My question went unanswered as she suddenly appeared in front of me, dressed now in her blouse and skirt. "Aaron...? Were you..." She averted her gaze. "What were you doing?"
I can just make up an excuse, but would she really believe it after catching me red-handed? No... I'm tired of hiding my true feelings! I took the biggest breath of my eighteen-year-old life and exhaled. "...I'm not gonna lie to you, Mom. I was peeking at you."
She hugged herself. "But... why?"
"This isn't the easiest thing to confess... but I have feelings for you as a woman." My heart was pounding loud in my chest as I watched her closely for a reaction. "Y-You... think I'm a freak now, don't you?"
"I would never think that about you, sweetie... I'm just finding it difficult to understand at the moment..." Her unsure eyes met mine. "How long have you felt this way?"
I shrugged. "Ever since I started to notice women, I guess."
She was silent for a few seconds, then gave a convincing smile. "Well, I think it isn't so strange."
"R-Really?"
"Of course. You're a young man with hormones. I'm sure this happens more than people are willing to admit. You were just brave enough to confess." She nodded happily.
"Thanks for understanding, Mom. And I'm sorry for peeking at you." I smiled in relief.
"You're welcome, sweetie and I forgive you."
"...Do you think I could see you naked one more time?" I noticed the hesitant look on her face, so I quickly spoke once more. "I really don't want to spy on you again, so I want to get it out of my system."
"I..." Her head hung.
"Please, Mom?"
She didn't speak for a full minute.
"You know what, never mind. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. We'll just forget this whole night, okay?" My smile turned gentle.
"Wait." She called as I went to turn away. "I'll show you..."
A shock ran through my entire being at her words.
"Can you please turn around...?" Her gaze was still pointed down.
"Uh, S-Sure..." My heart sped even faster as I did, and heard her clothes dropping to the floor some seconds later. I can't believe my own mother is about to show me her naked body... Fuck me, man!
"Okay... You can turn around now..."
Even though I'd seen her once in the shower, her nude body up close was that much more breath-taking. Both her supple tits, bright pink nipples, taught stomach, and petite pussy burning into my vision.
"Wow... You are so beautiful, Mom..." My eyes greedily sucked in her perfect curves and slender waist.
"Please don't say that right now, Aaron..." She shyly squeezed her legs together, her cheeks turning redder.
"Sorry..." I swallowed hard.
After several seconds of me staring, she spoke up. "Is that enough...?"
I reluctantly nodded. "...Thanks, Mom."
"You're welcome... Goodnight."
We separated after and went to bed, though it was a sleepless night for me as I imagined fucking her brains out until morning.
Chapter 2 - Graduation Gift
A week passed by afterwards, and Mom and I were surprisingly getting along even better than usual. At the moment, we just finished a run around the block.
"I can't believe I almost lost..." I huffed and doubled over. "I forgot how... fast you were."
"You're exaggerating... You beat me by... at least two seconds." Her own breath came out hard.
"I don't know if that's a good thing considering I'm going to school based on a track scholarship." My lips turned up into a wry smile.
She chuckled. "Then it'll be our little secret. How's that?"
"I guess that makes two now." I grinned at her.
"Aaron... that's not something you should joke about." Her expression was somewhat troubled, obviously understanding my comment.
I stood up straighter and put my hand on her shoulder. "Don't be so serious, Mom! Or do you like awkward situations?"
"Of course, I don't. I just don't find your brand of humor very funny." She smirked.
"What!? I'm hilarious!" I took a step back. "And I'll prove it right now. Knock, knock."
"This should prove interesting." Her eyebrows went up. "Who's there?"
"Broken pencil."
"Broken pencil, who?"
"Never mind. There's no point." My shoulders bounced up and down.
"What..." Her eyes opened when she understood the joke and started laughing. "Okay. I admit, that was a little funny."
"Told you." I grinned.
We headed home after and went about our own business. I then made my way towards the living room some time later and found my mother sitting on the sofa with a laptop and smartphone.
"And how do you expect me to finish the report and work on the case at the same time? I'm one person, John." She talked a bit longer before hanging up. "If I had a stick, I would beat that man."
I laughed out loud as I walked closer. "I'm sure I can find a stick lying somewhere if you really need it."
"That sounds really tempting, but beating your boss is frowned upon in some circles." She smiled wryly and rolled her neck.
"You okay?""I'm fine. My neck has just been acting up lately."
I took the computer off her. "I'll give you a massage."
"Oh. You don't have to do that, honey. And I really need to work on that report anyway."
"Nope. You deserve a break, so your boss is just gonna have to wait." I smiled wide.
"Aren't you pushy? But I guess you do have a point." She gave a reluctant smile back.
I began the massage after we got into position with her laying on her stomach and me mounting the area below her butt.
"That feels so good, sweetie..." My mom groaned.
My dick came to life at her words and sensual noises.
"Can you do my shoulders again, sweetheart?"
Shit! I hope she doesn't notice my hard-on... I leaned over to reach higher and felt my rigid cock slide between her asscheeks.
She immediately stiffened and looked back at me. "I-I think that's enough. Thank you..."
I moved off her at once. "Sorry about that, Mom... I honestly didn't mean to do that." My expression was apologetic.
"I know... It was a natural reaction, sweetie. Don't worry about it." She offered a reassuring smile. "Are you hungry? I thought I'd get started on lunch."
"That'd be great. Thanks, Mom." I nodded.
She finished cooking after a while and we ate.
"That was amazing!" I exclaimed, sitting across the table from her when we were done with the lasagna she'd made.
"I think you're exaggerating a bit, but I'll take the complement." She laughed happily.
"No seriously. I know how hard you work, so everything you do on top of that is amazing to me..." My face was serious. "Especially since you and Dad split."
She looked at me surprised. "It really means a lot to hear you say that, Aaron... I thought you hated me for so long." She paused. "I know I wasn't the easiest person to get along with, but everything I did was for you and your sister."
"I know, Mom. You don't have to explain yourself for even a second, because I already know what type of hardworking and selfless woman you are."
"Aaron..." She rushed over and hugged me, though with me sitting, it was more of her hugging my head, so I stood up to make the hug less awkward. "I love you, honey."
"I love you too." I smiled and squeezed her tighter. "I love you so much..." I then kissed her cheek after a few seconds.
"Sweetheart, please..." She tried to pull away, but I held her close.
"You are so beautiful, Mom..."
She stopped fighting me after a short struggle, allowing me to continue my pecks towards her lips.
"Mmph..." Her breathing got heavier as I pressed my lips to her soft ones. But she finally pushed me away a bit into the kiss. "A-Aaron... I understand how you feel, but you can't do things like that..."
"Why?"
"W-Why?" She parroted.
"I don't care if people think it's wrong. I know I've never felt this strong about a woman before, and I know I can make you happy." My expression was hard.
"I... I don't know what to say..." She had her head turned to the side.
I grabbed her hand gently, making her flinch and look to me. "Just give me a chance to show you. That's all I'm asking for."
She searched my eyes for a while. "You remind me of your father when he was young..." She squeezed my hand. "Charming, kind..." She frowned. "And certainly persistent."
"You did tell me all the time as a kid I never knew when to give up." I grinned, then got serious. "So... you're give me a chance?"
"Yes..." She hesitantly nodded.
"Thank you, Mom! That's all I wanted." I moved to hug her.
"Hold on there, Eager Beaver. We need to set some ground rules." She pushed me back with a raised hand.
"R-Right. Hit me."
She looked straight into my eyes. "We are not having sexual intercourse. Do you understand?"
I didn't exactly think she was gonna spread her legs that easy anyway. "Can we at least sleep in the same bed?"
"I don't know if that's such a good idea... You might get tempted and attack me." She frowned again.
I laughed. "Geez! I'm not some beast, Mom. Besides, I would never do anything like that to hurt you." I kissed her hand. "I love you too much."
"You're a real smooth-talker, you know that? Fine." She fought the smile forming on her lips.
I abruptly pulled her close.
"What are you - "
"I should be able to at least kiss my woman, right?"
She giggled, which sounded incredibly cute to my ears. "I suppose this wouldn't be a very real relationship if even that was off-limits, would it?"
"It certainly would not." I shook my head, smiling and pushed my mouth to hers until we parted again. "I love you, Diane."
She seemed a little surprised by my use of her name. "I... love you too, Aaron."
In the morning, Diane slowly woke up and looked over at her son beside her, a soft smile on her lips. It had been about two weeks since she accepted his proposal to date. Was it really such a good idea to accept? She thought to herself. I don't know... Her initial plan was just to agree to becoming his girlfriend to pacify him and hope he would eventually lose interest, but he was taking the whole thing very serious.
He would bring her lunch when she was working, spend all his free time with her... And when he told her she was beautiful, it made her feel loved and wanted. It's been a long time since a man has made me feel this way... But he's your son! It's wrong! Her inner voice admonished. The other problem was that he was becoming more aggressive as each day went by...
His kisses would linger longer and his hands would stray to her ass or breasts. And when she would complain or warn him, he would smile and make her lose the strength to fight. It's only a matter of time until he asks for more... I have to be strong then and let him know that line can't be crossed. Despite herself, she snuggled up close to him and fell back asleep.
I woke from sleep and immediately looked at my sleeping mother. Things had been going pretty well between us, but I wanted to be more intimate. Breaking down that wall wasn't going to be easy though. Leaning over, I kissed her on the forehead to awaken her. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning." She smiled when her eyes were open.
"I'm surprised you're not up yet." I checked the temperature of her forehead. "You don't feel sick."
She laughed. "Very funny. But I just wanted to stay in bed with you a little longer."
I wasn't expecting such a sweet answer... I kissed her.
"What was that for?" She smiled curiously.
"Just because." I returned her smile. "I was thinking we could go out tonight. What do you think?"
"I would love to."
When nighttime came, Mom and I drove to the bowling alley as planned earlier in the day.
"You ready to lose, Diane?" I held a bowling ball at the top of the lane.
"Oh, that's pretty big talk considering who won last time." She stood to the side, behind me.
"Total luck! But how about we make this little game more interesting?" I faced her.
"What do you mean?"
"If you win, I'll cook for the next week and do the dishes. And if I win... you have to show me everything when we get home." A sly grin was plastered on me.
"Aaron..."
"You said no touching, but I can at least look, right? Or are you that big of a chicken?" I lowered the heavy ball and flapped one arm. "Bwak, bwak!"
Diane wanted to be serious but couldn't help laughing at his cheap attempt at provoking her. I'll just beat him and be done with it. "I guess I'm going have to remind you about my awesome skills. Don't think ill of your dear mother after this butt-whooping."
"Yeah, yeah. Talk is cheap. Let's bowl!"
Several minutes later, I ended up losing by a close margin.
"Ha! Sorry, Son, but you're a hundred years too early." She put a hand on my shoulder.
My head was casted down in defeat, watching the fallen over pins in the distance. "Yeah..."
We left the bowling alley soon after, and once home, got ready for bed in her room.
Diane stared at her son. He had been in a sullen mood ever since her bowling victory; the reason was obvious. Does he want to see me naked that badly? She tried to keep the smile off her face. He's kind of cute when he pouts like that. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to give him just a peek... She quietly took off her clothes. "Aaron."
"Hm?" I twisted my torso to see my mom's bare body, both eyes widening. "N-Not that I'm complaining even a little, but why are you naked?"
"Well... you seemed so down that I decided to throw you a bone... but don't expect it again." Her face was a light shade of red.
I swallowed and nodded, drinking in the sight of her cute pussy and boobs.
The first time her son had stared at her naked, Diane was more than uncomfortable. But she loved the way his eyes scanned every inch of her breasts, stomach... and even vagina right now. What is wrong with me? She could feel the heat spreading between her legs.
"Mom?"
"Y-Yes?" Her scattered thoughts were broken.
"Can you lean over the bed?" My face was tight in hopefulness.
She glanced at it. "What? I'm not doing that, Aaron."
"You said not to expect this again, right? I just want to remember this moment." My sincere eyes drilled into hers.
"...You're certainly taking advantage of this situation, aren't you?" She chewed her bottom lip. "Fine. Only for a second." She walked over and got on all fours on the bed, her butt pointed to me.
My penis instantly turned to steel as I moved closer for a better view, her puckered asshole and back of her twat stealing all my attention. "Your pussy is really pretty, Mom..."
"Aaron!" She spun around, rising up on her knees.
"Sorry, sorry! I'll watch my language." I laughed apologetically.
"Mmm..." She frowned at me before looking away again, then got dressed soon after.
"That was great. Thank you, Mom." I caressed her cheek when she was near.
She reluctantly smiled. "You're welcome... perv."
I chuckled and kissed her. "I won't deny that."
About another month went by as me and my mom grew even closer. I had managed to convince her to strip in front of me a few times, but it wasn't enough. Especially with me having to head off for school in just two weeks.
"Aaron, sweetie. I'm home." She strolled into the living room.
"Hey, Mom." I got up from the sofa and gave her a passionate kiss that involved a lot of tongue.
"Sweetheart - " She was cut off as I sucked on hers, causing lewd slurping noises as we swapped sticky salvia; we separated a little later.
"What was that for ...?" Her breathing was hot and heavy as she watched me, confused.
"I just really missed you. That's all." I smiled genuinely.
"I missed you too, honey..."
"Come on. Come tell me about your day." I grabbed her hand and led her to the sofa.
"Okay." She laughed.
We talked for a while before she took a shower and I cooked dinner due to the lost bet. From there, we ate and then cuddled up on the couch to watch a movie.
"Oh! I can't watch this anymore, Aaron!" She averted her gaze from the television.
I chuckled. "You go off to bed then. I'll finish the rest of the movie and join you after."
"Can you come now? I keep picturing that monster in my head..."
"Don't worry, Mom. It'll only show up if it smells your fear."
"A-Aaron!" She shot me a scared and annoyed look.
"Sorry, sorry! But you were practically asking for it." I snickered. I can't believe how scared she really gets at these kinds of movies. It's pretty cute though.
"My sweet son has a sadistic side..." She frowned.
"A little." I gave her a peck. "Come on. I'll make it up by holding you all night."
"You better..."
In bed, we were spooning, her being the small one. My parent's sugary, sweet smell wafted into my nose and her soft, honey hair was tucked under my chin as I hugged her from behind. She always made sure there was no physical contact between my crotch to her, so her butt was away from my hard-on. Let's try something.
"Did you hear that, Mom?" I craned my ear to the shut door in the corner.
"W-What!?" Immediately, she shoved her buttlebutt into my dick, forcing it poke the soft fleshiness of her pussy, though her gym shorts denied any real penetration. A surprised gasp also escaped her mouth at the unexpected contact, but there was a hint of pleasure in it too.
"You alright?" There was a ghost of a smile on my face.
She tossed over to glare up at me. "You think you're slick?"
"No clue what you're talking about." I grinned innocently.
She moved her head closer and bit one of my nipples through my shirt.
"Ow, Mom! What the hell?" I couldn't help laughing at her childish action.
She snuggled up to me. "Now we're even."
I sighed. Maybe I should be more direct from now on. Otherwise, there won't be any of me left by the time I have to leave.
The next day when we were having lunch at the kitchen table, I decided to broach the subject that had been on my mind. "Mom. I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Of course, sweetie. What's on your mind?"
"You know how I'm leaving pretty soon, right?"
"Of course I do..." She lowered her sandwich.
I reached across the table and grabbed her hand.
She gave me a sad smile. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?"
"I wanted to talk about my graduation gift."
"Of course you do." She laughed. "What did you have in mind? You know money isn't an issue."
Here goes. "Just listen to everything I'm about to say with an open mind, alright?"
She pulled her hand from mine at once. "If you're about to ask what I think you're about to ask, the answer is NO."
"Can you at least just hear me out and not be so tough like you were before?"
"I..." Her mouth opened to argue, then closed for a moment. "Fine. I'll at the very least hear your request before denying it."
This might be harder than I thought. My expression was somewhat timid. "I know that you're against us being... intimate, but before I leave in two weeks, I wanted to have a special memory, since we don't know when we'll see each other again..." I looked into her eyes. "And I know it's selfish, but I really want this from you, Mom..."
"Aaron... I love you..." She paused. "More than a mother should, but we can't cross that line."
"Then... how about with just your mouth?"
Her eyes widened at once. "What?"
"Just one time, Mom! Please, don't answer now. Just promise me you'll think about it. Okay?" I blurted out.
She sighed heavily. "The answer is still going to be no, but I'll think about it."
I smiled and leaned forward to kiss her. "That's all I'm asking for."
The days dwindled by until my departure to college was only three days away. I would gently pressure my mom about her decision for the blowjob, but she always brushed me off, saying she hadn't decided yet.
"I really liked that character too! Why do they always kill the best ones off?" She threw one of the sofa pillows at the TV.
"These shows do anything for shock value now." I laughed, sitting next to her.
"Aaron...?"
"Hola." I turned my head to her
"When... do you want your graduation gift?" Her face was full of nervousness, her voice barely louder than a whisper.
My mind went blank at hearing her unbelievable question.
"Aaron?"
"U-Uh... I'm ready whenever you are. Even right now..." My vision bounced down to my already increasing erection that was currently hidden.
She glanced at my crotch, too. "Okay... But let's get something straight. This is a one-time thing only. Understand?"
"Okay!" I quickly kissed her and pulled down my pants to spring my member free.
My mother's eyes opened at it and blushed heavily. "Your penis is much bigger than I remember..."
"That usually happens when an innocent, young lad gets older." I knowingly smirked at her.
"I see you being a smartass has grown too." Her lips turned down.
I noticed my mom was hesitating, so I leaned forward and touched our lips. When she relaxed a bit, I guided her hand to my throbbing dick and made her grab it. She flinched at first, but soon began stroking it without me making her. This. Is. Awesome! "Oh Mom... That feels so good..." I breathed, our faces only inches apart.
"Your penis is so hard..." Her hot breath hit me as she stroked even faster.
Damn... I didn't expect her to be so into it... This really is amazing! But her hand feels way too good. I kissed her again, our tongues wrapping around each other before I broke off. "Mom, can you use your mouth now? Your hand is too intense..."
"Mmm..." She groaned uncomfortably, then lowered her head to my steel rod and engulfed it with her warm, wet mouth.
"Oh, Mom... please don't stop..." A tingle went up my spine as she sucked my dick, her saliva coating the whole thing. For the next several minutes, my raging member slid up and down her throat while her soft tongue massaged it along the way, the million bumps on it making me shiver in pleasure. She's way better than I thought she would be... "Mom, I'm about to cum...!" I pushed her head down and felt my semen shoot into her mouth.
"Wha do I do wif it?" She looked genuinely confused, holding the white gunk in her open mouth.
I laughed a little. Is this the first time anyone has ever cum in her mouth? "I want you to swallow it."
"Wha?"
"This is my graduation gift, remember?" I smiled.
She hesitated before grimacing and gulping. "That was really nasty! I can't believe you made me do that." She slapped my bicep.
I hugged her tight. "I know this wasn't easy for you. Thanks, Mom... I'll never forget this." I stroked her hair.
She squeezed me back after a moment. "You better not..."
Chapter 3 - Off to College
The destined day was here at last and my mom was seeing me off at the airport where I would fly to the next state over to begin college life.
"Yes, I know! We'll just make them transfer your scholarship to a local university here." She excitedly snatched my hand and tried to pull me away.
She's been trying to come up with a good enough excuse for me to stay for the last hour. I pulled her close to stop from dragging me off and hugged her. "I'm really gonna miss you too, Mom."
She sniffled, her head buried in my shirt and released me after a while. "Call me as soon as you land, okay...?" She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes.
"Scout's honor." I raised one hand and smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too, sweetheart..."
And with that, I boarded my plane and took off.
The next two months from there zipped by as I attended school and track practices. I made sure to talk to Mom every day, so we were still closer than ever. There was something really bothering me though - I wanted to fuck her into a coma. Or rather putting it in a less barbaric way, our separation after starting our new relationship made me realize just how much I loved her, and needed to show it.
So, with my upcoming break, I planned to fly back home as a surprise for her birthday and finally win her over; I'd have to settle with seeing her over video call like right now until then.
"Hi, honey. I'm not bothering you, am I?" Her smiling face popped up in the screen; she was sitting on the living room couch with a loose t-shirt, though I couldn't see her bottoms.
"What a silly question, that's like asking if flies like shit." I was sitting at the desk in my bedroom.
She tried to hold back a laugh. "Really, Aaron?" She shook her head. "You look like you're at your desk. Were you studying?"
"Ten minutes of studying is enough. Besides, I was seriously missing your pretty face after having to sit and stare at Professor. Lambert for two hours earlier." I shook my head. "I swear that man looks more and more like a toad every time I see him."
"A-Aaron, you have to take your studying seriously! I'm hanging up." Her finger started towards the screen.
"Wait!"
She paused.
"I promise to study later; I seriously did miss you, Mom."
"What a mama's boy I've raised." The blonde sighed, her expression softening. "Fine... But you really do have to study after, okay?"
"I thought with us dating now that you'd lay off me a little bit." I sighed out loud.
She chuckled. "Well, you were severely mistaking. No man of mine is going to be a bum. And besides, I distinctly remember a passionate promise to take care of me, among other things." She raised an eyebrow.
"I mayhap possibly mentioned something or other of the sort..."
"I'm glad your memory is still intact. It's just a smidge too early for dementia at your age."
I smiled wryly. "Ah, yes. The famous Diane wit. How I've missed it."
She giggled. "Glad I could deliver."
We talked for a couple hours before her eyes widened at the time. "Oh my. I'm so sorry for keeping you, sweetie. I'm gonna let you go now - and now arguing this time."
"Alright, alright, study police." I smiled at her serious face. "But before you go... I have to know, what color panties are you wearing?"
Her cheeks got red at once. "Seriously, Aaron?"
"Come on. Don't you think I've been on my best behavior this whole video call? It'd be basically cruel and inhumane not to tell me at this point."
She rolled her eyes, laughing. "You do know I'm a lawyer, right? That was a very weak defense at best. But fine, I'll throw you a bone... they're black."
"Mmm. My favorite color."
"I thought it was blue?" She smirked.
"Well, it is, technically..." I smiled in resignation. "But I don't believe you."
"What?"
"I request the plaintiff to show proof of their claim!"
She frowned. "Since when was I on trial?"
"Let the judge witness the plaintiff is stalling." I looked at my wall, then back to her.
The forty-two-year-old chewed her lip. "Hold on." Her phone's screen went to the ceiling before it went to a bird's eye view to show small, black panties that barely covered her crotch. "Happy now?"
"Not quite, but we're getting there." I grinned.
She put the screen back on her troubled face. "Aaron, you know I'm not comfortable doing stuff over the phone... It's so easy for hackers or whatever to access everything nowadays."
"Then, we'll give them a show."
"W-What? No, I'm not doing anything... You've already made me do plenty before."
The memory of seeing her fully naked just a few days ago on video call passed in my mind. Standing up, I set the smartphone upright on the desk to pull out my hardened dick. "Look at what seeing your panties did to me."
"Put that thing away, Aaron..." She chewed her bottom lip.
"It'll only take a sec. Just put your phone on the coffee table and spread your legs for me. Otherwise, I won't be able to focus on studying and I'll fail and end up homeless. Is that want you want, Mom?"
She snorted in disbelief. "Are you trying to guilt trip me into showing you my vagina?"
"That just goes to show you how bad I wanna see it." I began stroking my rod, feeling the pulsing veins.
My mother sighed. "Okay... but this is the last time. I'm serious. I don't want my vagina all over the internet." She set the phone on the living room table and settled back on the sofa, hugging her knees to herself and removing the panties to show her little twat.
She always says it's the last time. My dick swelled even more, seeing her exposed position. "Fuck... you are so sexy, Diane..." The words came out thick with lust.
"Don't talk like that, Aaron..." She groaned.
"Spread your pussy for me."
She pressed her lips together and put two fingers in an 'A' position to part her labia and reveal the pink flesh inside, and also the small hole near the bottom.
"I swear I'll never get tired of looking at your pussy. It's so pretty." My hand moved faster along my shaft, pre-cum oozing out the tip.
Her chest visibly pumped faster as she stared at my jerking; she started rubbing the slit between her legs a few moments after.
"You like watching your own son stroke his big cock?"
Her mouth opened a bit while she massaged faster, the slick sounds becoming audible the more her juices flowed out. "Mmm... yeah..." Several seconds into the mutual masturbation, her two digits sunk into her hot hole as her moans got louder.
She's really getting into it. "Fuck, Mom... I wish I could taste how wet you are and then spread you open with my fat dick. Would you like that?"
"Yes, sweetie..." The older woman tossed her head back in ecstasy, shutting her eyes and fingerfucking her snatch violently, causing liquid to splash out. "I bet your cock would fill me right up and make me cum in two seconds..." Her entire body tensed up all of a sudden. "Oh, oh, oh...!" A glob of secretions gushed out her pussy, darkening the couch sofa underneath.
My own release came soon after and sperm shot from my dick, falling to the floor. Shit. I'll have to clean that up. It was worth it though... I smiled at the honey-colored blonde attempting to catch her breath as she focused on me again. "That was better than usual."
She blushed, closing her legs again and lowering them. "How do I let you talk me into these things...?"
"Hey. You make it sound as if I'm forcing you, but you seem to enjoy it plenty." My smiled transformed into a knowing grin. "You should've seen the look on your face, admitting how much you wanted me."
"I-I'm hanging up!" She hurried to grab the phone. "Goodnight, I love you. And you better study."
The phone call ended a second later.
"Love you too..." I laughed and shook my head. "Guess I better study now."
Flying home only three days later, I hid behind the living room sofa for her to return to work.
The door creaked open a few minutes later and she stepped inside, making her way to the main room. "I'm not sure, Tracy... I'd rather just stay in for my birthday."
The phone was on speaker, so her friend's voice was loud and clear. "Ever since Aaron left you've been so depressed! If I knew any better, I'd say you two were dating."
"D-Don't be ridiculous! I'm hanging up!" My mom's flustered voice threatened to release the laugh I was holding.
"I was just joking, Diane - " Her voice was cut off as my mother did hang up.
"That was a close one, huh?" I emerged from my hiding spot behind the couch.
"A-Aaron!?" She stared at me as if I were a ghost. A second later, she rushed over to hug me. "I'm so happy you're here... I missed you so much..."
I laughed and wiped the tears from her face. "Then you should be smiling, not crying."
"You're right." She pulled back, using her shirt sleeve to dry the tears. "But what are you doing here?"
"I have a whole week-long break because of exams, so I wanted to surprise you." I grinned and put one hand on the side of her face.
"You know I usually don't like surprises... but this one is wonderful." She planted a loving kiss on me.
"Good. But I actually have another one."
"Hm? What is it?"
"You'll have to wait for your birthday to find out..." My hand caressed her cheek. "That is if you'll spend it with me of course."
"Of course I will, sweetheart." She kissed the hand that was on her face.
My mom's birthday came the next day and we went to the surprise location, pulling up to a nightclub's parking lot.
"Aaron... You know I'm not comfortable in these kind of settings..." She nervously twisted to me in the passenger's seat; on her was a tight, black dress that accentuated her athletic body.
"Trust me, Mom. You'll see why I brought you all the way out here soon."
She let out a weak groan but followed me inside the dimly-lit place anyway where we stood amongst a crowd of people. Not long after, the club's male host appeared on stage and announced the impending, musical act.
"Did he just say Yellow Magic would be playing!?" Her expression was like she discovered a leprechaun.
"Yup." I smiled wide.
"But how did you know I liked them? They were my favorite band back in college."
"You mentioned them to me once."
"And you remembered...?"
"Everything you say is important to me, so of course I did."
My mom was always strict about any PDA for obvious reasons, but she kissed me anyway. "You're the best, do you know that?" She placed her arms around my neck and put her forehead to mine.
"That's what I keep trying to tell you." A grin split my face.
We enjoyed her favorite band and then went home. And as soon as we stepped through the front door, I pressed her against the wall and stole her lips. She stiffened by the surprise attack but soon accepted it. Our tongues batted against each other, as we exchanged warm, syrupy spit. After a bit, my hand cupped one of her solid, doughy tit, and molded the soft flesh as I massaged it.
She struggled to break the kiss, breathing hard. "I-I think we should maybe stop, Aaron..."
Okay, here it goes. This is my best shot. "Mom... I've been really trying to respect your wishes and hold back, but I honestly can't anymore..." I stared into her eyes. "Not being able to be with the woman I love is just too much."
"I... want to be with you too, but I'm really scared to cross that line... What if things change between us? We can never go back...?" Her pupils trembled.
"Diane. You think way too much. If I had let my fear control me then our relationship would've never gotten to this point, right? For tonight, don't think about anything."
She nodded hesitantly. "I... love you..."
She actually accepted...? Yahoo! "And I love you." I smiled triumphantly and grabbed her hand. "Let's go to the bedroom."
There, we resumed our passionate kissing in the middle of her room until I snaked my hand up her dress, making her squirm and squeeze her legs together. "You're not wearing any panties?" I raised an eyebrow at her, only feeling skin.
"The ones I had were visible through my dress, so I decided to go without..." She blushed.
"Mmm. Easy access, I like it." I pressed two fingers against her warm, moist slit and rubbed. "You're already so wet too."
"Oh, Aaron... don't say that." She moaned and wrapped her arms around me tighter, while I moved my fingers along her pussy faster and harder. "Oh... no..." Her hot breath tickled my ear as her breathing got quicker, like she had just run a marathon.
I slid my index finger into her steaming hole after a bit, and then another, it greedily sucking them both in. From there, I jammed the pair of digits into her cunt, forcing her to grunt, like a tennis player returning a hard serve. Hearing my serious mom make such a slutty and rough noise made me fingerfuck her more violently. She even grabbed my wrist to help me reached deeper into her meat tunnel as her juices spilled out to cover my hand.
"Wow... I didn't know you could be such a slut, Diane." Our faces were only inches apart.
She drunkenly gazed into my eyes as if she were sleepwalking, still helping me stab my fingers into her slopping gash. A puddle of gooey liquid poured from it afterwards and darkened the carpet, but neither of us paid it any attention.
"Fuck, I can't wait anymore." I ripped her dress down.
She bit her lip, seeming to regain some of her senses and went to remove her heels.
"Leave them on." I grinned.
She timidly nodded and moved on the bed to lay on her back, her legs pressed together. Hurriedly, I removed my own clothes and climbed over her.
"Make sure to do it outside... okay?" She glanced at my condomless penis.
I was surprised by her willingness to have raw sex, but gratefully nodded and pressed my fat cock's head to her slippery vagina, her breathing speeding up again at the same time. An amazing sensation spread through my entire rod as it forcefully pierced and separated her folds. Only seconds later, it reached the very end of her squishy walls while they squeezed tightly on me.
"Oh god...!" My mother gripped the sheets under both hands and her back arched off the bed, like she was being beamed up by Scotty.
"Fuck, Mom... You're pussy's so tight..." I groaned, feeling her stretchy and warn tunnel grip my cock as I continuously pumped into her.
"Aaron..." She let out one more loud gasp when I abruptly pulled back to slam deep inside her. "You're so deep...!" Her hot, vaginal muscles massaged my girthy shaft with each powerful thrust.
And for the next several minutes, I stuffed myself in and out of her compact pussy until she suddenly tensed up under me.
"Fuck...! I'm cumming!" Suddenly, a spray of clear liquid shot from my mom as she convulsed.
Whether I was surprised by her squirting or language, I didn't know. She curled into a ball thereafter, breathing heavy.
"You cursed." I smiled. "Did it feel that good?"
She bit her lip, giving me a weary look, but didn't say anything.
"But I'm still hard. Come over here and suck me off." I ordered, my horniness forcing me to speak more direct.
After a moment of staring at it, she moved down to my twitching dick and swallowed up the entire thing. Loud and wet slurping sounds sounded into the quiet room from the intense cock sucking. Holy shit...! My mom was super aggressive in her blowjob, her spit dribbling all over my swollen rod and crotch. Her tongue was also gliding all over it, further sending waves of pleasure through its whole length, and making my balls tight.
"I'm gonna cum! Where do you want it?" I pulled my dick out in a hurry once the familiar sensation materialized.
"M-My face." Her bashful eyes looked up at me.
I stroked it a few times and shot my sperm all over her face as asked for. "Ah... that was amazing..."
She timidly reached up fingered the bubbly goo crawling down her.
"I've marked you. You're officially mine now." I grinned.
"I was yours already."
Her serious and unexpected answer made me freeze. "Good. Because I'm never letting you go."
She smiled wide, some of my busted nut lining down to the corner of her mouth. "I love you, Aaron."
"I love you too."
Chapter 4 - Relocation
The next morning, I woke up to see my mom was gone from our bed. The recent memory of us having sex for the very first time last night played. I was hoping for a second-round. Getting up and retrieving my boxers off the floor, I made my way into the kitchen, hearing ambiguous noise from there. And as expected, she stood at the stove further in, cooking; her back was turned to me so I couldn't tell what.
However, the position did give me a clear view of her tight ass. It was covered by a purple robe but thin enough to make out the outline of her round buttcheeks. Creeping forward, I pressed up close and wrapped my arms around her stomach.
"Ah!" The forty-two-year-old spun around with a butter knife to my gut. "Aaron...?" She let out a tired sigh, seeing it was indeed me. "You shouldn't sneak up on me like that. What if I had hurt you?" She lowered the dull-edged object.
I chuckled, peeking at it. "I don't think you'd do very much damage with an ol' butter knife."
She smiled. "You shouldn't underestimate me." She poked me with it. "I'm actually a secret, eighth degree black belt."
I laughed and bowed. "My apologies, Karate Kid. Anyway, why are you up so early? I was hoping to find you in bed for some... extracurricular activities." My smile grew into a sleazy grin.
My parent blushed, stealing a glance at my crotch. "All you think about is sex."
"It just means I'm a healthy, eighteen-year-old." I openly sized her up. "Besides, you're like a playground full of kids who've been left alone with a pedophile."
"Oh my god, Aaron." She laughed, trying to stifle it with one hand. "You shouldn't joke like that."
"You get my point though..." I put my hand on her thigh.
"I won't lie... I want to do it, too." She bit her lip, then shook her head. "But there's no time."
"Why?" I removed my hand.
"Your aunt, Mary has been hounding me to make an appearance at the family reunion this year, and for some idiotic reason, I accepted." The honey blonde sighed.
I don't blame her for not wanting to go, especially after last time. Aunt Mary had learned of the divorce from Dad and lectured her on all the ways she probably screwed up the marriage. "Do I really have to go? I mean, I love Aunt Mary and all, but she could literally talk a deaf person into a coma."
"If you can believe it, she was twice as worse when we were younger." Mom had a wry smile. "And of course, you don't have to go..." She stuck out her bottom lip. "But I'd be really sad and lonely if you didn't."
"Wow. You're not even trying to hide the fact that you're trying to guilt trip me into going."
"You did the same to get me to show you my vagina, so we're even!" She slapped my bicep, grinning. "Now, go shower while I get breakfast ready. We have to leave soon to beat the traffic."
"Alright." I sighed.
She stopped me before I could turn around. "Give me a kiss."
"I... having morning breath." I blushed.
My mom laughed and pressed her lips to mine anyway. "I don't care about that. Okay, ow skedaddle."
No one says skedaddle... I sighed one more time, smiling.
We finished getting ready some time later and made our way to my aunt's two-story home. There were already multiple cars parked out in front and around the place. Mom and I went to the back of the house after exiting her car to see everyone milling about; they all were engaged in conversation and enjoying their plates of food. We were greeted by several when they noticed us and inevitably encountered my aunt.
She was a pretty woman, naturally being my mother's older sister with long, blonde hair and a good figure. Her appearance was gaudier and Barbie-like however, having fake, Double D breasts and tan. "Oh my god! How are you, darling?" Aunt Mary kissed her on each cheek.
"I'm good, Mary... How are you?" Mom forced a smile.
"Tom is on another business trip, probably fucking that twenty-year-old secretary of his, but that's life, right?" She giggled for a few, uncomfortable seconds and then looked my way with seductive eyes. "My, and who may I ask is your date here? You finally took my advice and found a younger man." She smirked. "They're animals in bed at his age."
"M-Mary! That is your nephew." She disappointingly shook her head, blushing. "You know, Aaron?"
Her eyes opened at once. "This is little Aaron?" She huffed out a short laugh. "Though, I guess he isn't so little anymore. How are you, sweetie?" She leaned in to kiss both my cheeks.
"I'm good, Aunt Mary." I politely nodded.
The conversation went out for a bit until my aunt inevitably started her criticisms. "You know, honey..." She lifted the shoulder cloth of my mom's summer dress. "Couldn't you have worn something more..." She waved her hand. "I don't know, eye-catching?"
She frowned, checking herself. "Why? To woo one of our uncle's or cousin's?"
"No, smarty pants. I've invited some eligible bachelors here, just for you. God knows you'll never meet anyone going straight home after slaving at that office of yours." Aunt Mary laughed.
"I told you that I don't need your help, Mary..." Mom's jaw clenched up. "You never listen to me..."
"I'm trying to help you, dear. After all, you've been divorced for five years and certainly aren't getting any younger." She pointedly eyed her from head to toe.
My mom's expression darkened at once and her head hung a bit.
I was well used to the scene taking place before me and had always watched on the sideline without a peep. But Mom was my woman now and I was going to protect her like I promised. "What are you talking about, Aunt Mary?" I slung my arm over my mother's shoulder and kissed her on the cheek, grinning wide. "I'm clearly her date today, so unfortunately all those others guys are just gonna have to back off."A-Aaron..." Mom turned her head to me, not knowing what else to say.
My aunt's expression was surprised and soon melted into a warm one. "I see you haven't just grown in size but sweetness, too. I understand. I'll lay off." She nodded and waved her hand. "Find me if you guys need anything."
"Thank you, sweetheart..." The forty-two-year-old looked up lovingly at me. "You didn't have to do that."
"I certainly did have to do that. You're my woman after all, right?"
She let out an amused laugh and nodded. "Yes... I am."
More time passed as we mingled and ate. Leaving the busy backyard and going to the bathroom inside, I emptied my full bladder, washed up and opened the door again to see my mother appear. "Geez!" I put a hand on my chest, feeling my heart pound. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack, woman?"
"I think you're a bit too young for one of those." She giggled. "Besides, I have a very good reason for sneaking after you."
I swallowed, seeing her mischievous gaze stray to my crotch. "M-Mom?"
She pushed me back into the bathroom and shut the door to lock it before hugging up to me. "I was serious about being thankful earlier..." She started rubbing the front of my pants, smiling up at me. "So, I think it would be very appropriate to give my sweet and thoughtful boy a reward. Would you like that?"
I nodded up and down so hard, I thought my head might fall off.
She giggled in amusement. "Tell Mommy what you want."
My itch still wasn't scratched from earlier in the morning, so it was obvious. "Can you... bend over the sink?"
"Mmm... right to it, eh?" The older blonde removed her hand from my growing bulge and draped herself over the sink, smiling back playfully. "But I don't mind... I'm ready." She flipped up the back of her dress to show her nicely-sculpted backside, the thin cloth between her cheeks, outlining her slender pussy lips.
I involuntarily licked my lips, grabbing my package and moved up to rub the mushy area, feeling its warm moistness. Next, I undid my bottoms to release my throbbing hard-on and brush up and down against her entrance, creating nasty noises. "Do you hear how wet you are, Diane? Do you really want your own son's dick that bad?"
Her mouth was hanging open as she was focused on where our privates touched. "Stop teasing me, Aaron..." She bit her lip in anticipation and put one hand on her left cheek to spread her pussy open. "Put it in..."
I love when she's so honest. "Alright, alright. I'll stop screwing around... and screw you..." I grinned and guided my thick meat to penetrate her hot hole, the soft folds easily parting to let me through.
"Oh yes, baby..." My parent faced forward again and leaned onto the sink with both elbows, her head hanging down weakly. She did her best to control the quiet moans escaping her mouth as I burrowed myself to the very end of her snug tunnel and repeated the process after pulling back.
I leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "Your pussy feels fucking incredible. It's squeezing me so tight..."
"And your penis keeps stretching me open every time you move..."
"Stick your tongue out." I put my hand on the side of her face to make her turn her head up, so she could do as ordered. Then, I slurped and sucked on her protruded tongue, causing our sticky saliva to drip to the sink's counter.
Standing up straight once more, I gripped her asscheeks to increase the speed and power of my thrusts, making my pelvis audibly slap into her taut butt. My stiff rod repeatedly punched into her soaked twat for the next few minutes until the inevitable sensation of an orgasm made me slow down. "Mom..."
"Are you going to cum?" She looked back at me, still breathing hard. "Please, hold it a little longer, honey..." She moaned. "I'm almost there, too..."
I nodded and did my best to control it, and thirty seconds later, her mouth and eyes opened wide, a shudder running through her body at the same time. Hurriedly yanking out my cock, I came on her right buttcheek, painting it with the thick liquid. "That was the best reward ever..." I weakly draped over her back, putting my head beside hers.
The forty-two-year-old let out a girly laugh and turned her own head to me. "Even better than the sports car you got for your birthday?"
"You're underestimating your sexiness, Diane. It's like Christmas every time we do it."
"You're so silly." She giggled more and kissed my cheek. "Now, let's return to the party before anyone comes searching for us."
The rest of the reunion passed by in no time and so did the remaining days until it was finally time for me to go back to school.
"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you to the airport, sweetie?" Mom was facing me at the front of our house.
"For the seventh time - no." I laughed and grabbed either side of her face and kissed her forehead. "You're already late for work, right?"
"Yes..."
"Then, get going. My Uber will be here soon." I slapped her butt.
"A-Aaron!" The blonde blushed and looked around for witnesses. But she soon had a sad face again, focusing on me. "Call me to let me know you got to the airport safely, okay?"
"I will. I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, sweetie..."
The next month passed with the same routine as I attended classes and spoke to her over the phone and video as much as possible. Currently, I was on my living room couch studying with a female classmate at my apartment, since we were paired up to write on a biology project.
"Oh, can you hold on for a second, Lindsey." My phone rang all of a sudden, making me excuse myself to the bathroom.
"Hi, honey." Her happy face filled the screen.
"Hey, Mom." I smiled just as wide. "You just coming home from work?" I noted her buttoned-long sleeve shirt while she sat at the kitchen table.
"Yes. And you can't believe what happened with the case today." The older woman's expression brightened.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I seriously would love to talk to you right now, but I'm studying with a classmate." I glanced at the door.
"Oh, that's completely fine, Aaron. Your studies come first, after all." She gave a reassuring smile. "Is he a friend of yours?"
"It's actually a girl and kind of, I guess. We speak a good amount since we have three classes together." I shrugged.
My mother's face went blank. "Oh. And you said you were just studying?"
"Yeah. We got paired to work on a biology project, so that's what we're working on now. I'll call you as soon as we're done. Okay?"
"Don't bother. I'm going to bed early."
"O-Oh... okay..." She's not upset, is she? "I love you."
"Me too." She hung a second later, the same empty expression on her before my phone returned to its home screen.
Oh yes. She definitely is not happy. A chuckled escaped my mouth. "She's jealous? That's actually pretty cute."
I was able to make up with her later on in the night after blowing up her phone. And to my shock, she abruptly showed up two weeks later at my front door. "M-Mom?"
She raised her hand, smiling; a suitcase was on the floor to her right. "I am her."
"What in the world are you doing here?"
"Am I not welcome? Or maybe you already have company over?" The shorter woman leaned to the side to peek passed me.
Her comment immediately made me think about the incident last week with Lindsey. "You planning to give me a hard time about that forever?" She couldn't have traveled all this way just cause she's insecure, could she? I wanted to dismiss the possibility as crazy, but the lady in front of me wasn't just my mom anymore - she was my girlfriend, and a woman with all the emotions and craziness.
"No, not forever." She moved back and smiled happily. "Just until we die."
I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, in that case, fine." I abruptly pulled her close, feeling the tight ass that was securely hidden in her jeans. "I really missed you, you know that?"
"I missed you too..." She kissed me before I could initiate it, giving me several pecks, then holding her lips to mine.
I moved my other hand down to cup both buttcheeks and squeeze, earning a soft moan. My phone alarm rang at that moment, forcing us apart. "Shit." I reached in my pocket to slide across the screen. "I got class right now."
She nodded. "I know. I actually was supposed to be here yesterday night, but my flight was delayed. I'll see you when you get back, okay?"
I watched her for a moment in thought. I know she would never let me skip and I really wanna spend time with her. "Why don't you come with me? We're just having a lecture today with a poet or something, so non-students can come."
"Hm..." My mother slowly nodded. "I guess that sounds okay. Who's the poet?"
"Uh..." I scratched the back of my thick, blonde hair. "Margery Douchbagery?"
"Oh my god, are you serious!?" She grabbed my shoulders, shaking me a bit.
I frowned. "Yes. Can you stop shaking me?"
"Sorry!" She let go, an ecstatic smile stretched across her face.
"I'm guessing you're a big fan?"
"Huge! Let's go!" The forty- two-year-old spun around and started down the hall.
"At least put your suitcase inside..." I sighed, grabbing it.
We returned sometime later after going out to eat.
"I know you want to have sex, but I seriously need a shower first, after traveling all day." She faced me once in the apartment.
"You make it sound like a chore to get out of the way." I raised an eyebrow.
She hurriedly shook her head. "I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean it like that at all..." Her face was worried.
I moved close to hug and give her a fast kiss, laughing. "Relax, Mom. I was just joking. And even if it was a chore for you, I sure as hell wouldn't complain."
"You're so silly." She giggled. "But I want to show you that I really do enjoy when we make love..." She grabbed my hand without warning and sat me on the couch.
"M-Mom?" I watched as she dropped to her knees.
"Can you raise your butt up a little, honey?" She was smiling up at me.
"Uh... sure." I lifted it, allowing her to wriggle my pants and boxers down to where my limp penis flopped out.
"Now this just won't do..." The short blonde grabbed and started massaging it; soon, it came to life as it pointed straight to the ceiling. "There we go." Her smile grew wider before she opened her mouth wide and swallowed it whole.
A sharp breath shot out of my nose at her warm mouth sucking my dick and her bumpy tongue sliding along it at the same time. Reaching into my shirt, Mom lovingly rubbed my stomach while she gave me the blowjob.
I tried to control from busting a nut as she would occasionally switch to slurping on just my cockhead, like she was slurping spaghetti. "Fuck, Mom... Your mouth feels so good..."
"I'm glad you like it..." She popped me out of her mouth and tilted her head to the side to engulf my entire nutsack and roll my balls in her mouth.
My toes curled as she then began tonging and flicking at them, too. Of course, her oral treat felt amazing, but I wanted to fuck her before blowing my load. "Mom..." I put my hand on her cheek. "I want you."
She moved her head back up, smiling softly. "Okay, sweetie... I'm all yours." She undressed quickly, presenting her fit, naked body, then moved forward to put both hands on my shoulders and raise her hips inches above my stiff rod. "Just relax, okay? I'm going to take care of you today."
"Wow. I could get used to this kind of treatment." I grinned at her.
She giggled and kissed me. "I made sure not to spoil you during childhood, so don't expect it to start now..." She gritted her teeth like she was in pain as she settled down on me, my entire length being swallowed by her snatch until she was all the way down. "You're so deep, honey..." She peeked down, touching her stomach.
"Please move, Mom..." I groaned uncomfortably, feeling her mushy, sweet walls hug me tight.
"My, so impatient." The blonde woman laughed, amused. "But Mommy won't make you wait a second longer." She lifted her hips, causing my hard-on to magically reappear before driving back down.
"Shit..." My mouth fell open as I watched her move up and down, my whole package plunging into her repeatedly.
In no time, it was completely coated in her juices and also a creamy ring. "Wow." I looked up at her. "You must be really feeling it today."
She blushed, but her face was still wrapped in pleasure. "I told you that I truly do enjoy when we make love." She pushed her soft lips into mine as she rode me. My mother switched up her movements after a short while, occasionally bearing her hips all the way down to grind back and forth, forcing my wide cockhead to scrape the entrance of her womb.
The feeling sent me over the edge, which of course meant my load coming soon. "I'm about to cum, Mom...!"
"It's okay, baby. You can cum inside me. I'm on birth control." She bounced on me even harder, her breathing also coming in faster.
She is? I grimaced as sperm sprayed from the tip of my dick and filled her up.
My mom gave me one more passionate kiss, smacking her lips against mine before pulling back with a happy smile. "That was amazing, sweetheart."
"I wholeheartedly concur." I returned her smile, then raised one brow. "But since when did you start taking birth control?"
"Not too long ago. I figured since we'd be living together, that of course meant a lot more unprotected sex."
I shook my head in confusion. "Living together?"
"Yup." She nodded. "I was able to convince the firm to let me run the affiliate one out here, although I'll have to take a bit of a pay cut."
"W-What? But what about the house and everything?" My eyes opened up.
"I put it on the market, so I'll be bumming it here." She tilted her head to the side, still smiling. "Of course, if that's alright with you?"
"Of course it is!" I gave her a dozen kisses all over her face.
"A-Aaron." The older woman giggled, trying to push me back into the couch, my now limp penis still inside of her as she sat on me.
"Sorry. I'm just unbelievably happy right now. But are you really okay with making less money, Mom?" My expression became worried. "I know it'd be a few years until I could move back home, but I eventually would have for sure."
"I know... but when that girl came over it just made me realize how scared I was to lose you..." She shook her head. "And I couldn't care less if I made another dime if it meant that we could be together."
I was speechless, watching her in awe. The fact that she was my mother who truly cared for me made me have no doubt she meant every single word. "I seriously love you... More than anything in this world, do you know that?" I put my hand on the side of her face.
Her cheeks grew a light shade of red as she held the hard eye contact, also putting her hand on mine. "I know... but it feels wonderful to hear anyway."
So, from that point on. Mom and I started living together, and every single day was amazing.
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