Chapitre 75: Weekends with Laura
bylovecraft68©
I glanced at the clock on the mantle and rolled my eyes. It was after seven which meant Laura had gotten stuck working late again. It also meant more time that I would have to wait for my weekend with her to officially start.
I sighed and stretched out on the living room couch, goddamn I was horny! The only time I have with Laura is from Friday night until Sunday night. Because of that, it's a long five day wait that's usually spent fantasizing about what we'll do during the upcoming weekend. I learned quickly that Laura has a wicked imagination that far surpasses even my sex crazed mind, and leads to the week dragging even more.
I suppose the fact that she's twenty years older than me gives her an edge in that department. What makes matters even worse is the fact that I see Laura everyday! Every morning I have to see that long auburn hair, those baby blue eyes and full lips before I go off to work. It's even worse at night.
When I get home from my evening classes and she's lounging around on the couch still dressed from her job at the office. Laura's work outfits always consist of an above the knee skirt, and a blazer, which is always off at home, exposing the little tank tops she wears underneath. Her legs are usually in thigh high stockings and I know that whatever color the skirt, the lacy things underneath will perfectly match.
Laura knows all this drives me wild and probably gets a kick out of it. I'm sure sometimes it gets to her as well because if I sneak out at night, and listen near her bedroom, I can hear her vibrator going and her moaning as she cums. It's a hell of a tease for both of us, and to be honest I'm not quite sure why we can't during the week, but Laura makes the rules and I follow them. After all it's not polite to argue with your mother.
I shook my head a little as I lied there thinking of how god awful the thought of having sex with one's mother is to most people. I have to say that if someone mentioned it to me a few months ago I'd have said the same thing. However, at this point what's done is done and since the line's been crossed why not? The fact that my mother happens to be the hottest woman I'd ever had the pleasure of sleeping with doesn't hurt either. Another Jerry Springer comment right there for you! I thought, chuckling out loud.
The Jerry Springer reference has become a private joke between me and Mom; I mean Laura. The first rule she made was that during the week, she's Mom. The woman that works her ass off to keep a roof over our heads after my asshole father took off to parts unknown with his secretary three years ago. The woman who cooks, cleans and does everything she can for me, her twenty one year old son Kevin, who also works full time to pick up dads slack and goes to school three nights a week to try to obtain a degree in graphic design.
On the weekends when we play, Mom becomes Laura, the red hot insatiable cougar who, at times has worn me out to the point that I can barely go to work on Monday morning. As is it seemed I was going to be waiting awhile, I thought about how Laura and I had gotten to this point.
Let me just say that right off the bat that I would think people would expect either some type of bizarre circumstances or a long winded explanation as to why one would want to have sex with his mother. Well for what it's worth, I really don't have much of one, except Laura is hot and had not been getting any in quite awhile and I found myself more than happy to give her the attention that she had been sorely lacking.
I suppose the one thing in my defense, although it's pretty weak, is that since becoming sexually active at the age of sixteen I have always found myself attracted to and aroused by, older women. By older I don't mean twenties, I mean thirty five plus.
To me there is nothing sexier than a professionally dressed, good looking woman in her sexual prime. Not that I haven't been with girls my age, but after hooking up with a 36 year old school teacher I had met at karate class when I was eighteen I was hooked! This woman knew more about my body than I did and spent several months teaching me how to take care of hers. Showing me how to take my time, and fully appreciate every inch of her hot needy flesh. Let's face it, these women are in their prime and the average guy their age is either a one and done, or are chasing the girls my age (see my prick father for more on that one).
Since then I've been able to land a few encounters with "cougars" or whatever you want to refer to them as. Especially since I turned twenty one and have started hanging out in bars. I'm a pretty good looking guy. Around six feet and although not "Jacked" I have been studying Martial Arts for the last six years and the 185 pounds or so I carry is lean and hard. I have my father's dark hair and even features , he was a jerk but a good looking one, but was gifted with mom's big blue eyes which all the women love.
I also grew up quite a bit when dad screwed us over and carry myself much older than I look. I'm flattering to all women, but more so older ones and have learned that being respectful and patient helps. These women want to fuck a young stud, not a teenage moron. It was this fetish for the older crowd that first put the thoughts of my mother in my head. A few months back we went to a pool party at the new neighbor's house. It was the first time I had gone swimming with Mom since I was a kid when we used to go to the beach every Saturday.
For lack of a better way to put it, I was absolutely blown away by my mother's- ok it should be Laura at this points- body. Laura is tall, and although not too large on top, jogged four days a week which gave her the best shaped legs I had seen in a long time and the bikini bottom did little to hide an amazingly firm ass. The running had also given her a hell of a tan, and with her long reddish brown hair she was nothing short of stunning.
I wasn't the only one noticing. The guy who was hosting the party almost got belted by his wife at one point for gawking and I overheard a couple of guys my age talking about how much they would love to have those legs around them. As I sat there listening, I thought I should be a little disgusted. Instead, sitting there listening to someone talk about fucking my mother had me hard right there by the pool! It was at that moment that I realized that had she not been my mother I would be all over her.
That night I lied there in my bed unable to sleep. I hadn't gotten any in a couple of weeks and was kind of horny so before I knew it I found myself jerking off. I started thinking of Jenny, a fellow student I'd hooked up with a couple of times. Half way through, an image of Laura came crashing through; bending over to dry her legs off by the pool, that perfect ass pointing straight at me. Oh Kev, you are sick I told myself, but couldn't stop. The image became more graphic, me on my knees behind her, sliding the bikini to the side exposing not only her ass, but what I would bet anything would be a smooth shaved pussy.
My cock was rock hard and my hand started stroking faster as I let my mind run away with the idea of banging my mother doggy style, listening to her call my name as she never had before. Telling me to give her what she needs. My cum exploded out of me harder than I could ever remember from just jerking off. I lied there panting, knowing this was going to be a problem. Sure enough it was. For the next couple of weeks Laura became the focus of not only every stroke session I had, but even when I hooked back up with Jenny for a night, her cute little blonde head became Laura's bobbing up and down in my lap, giving me the kind of long slow blow job only a woman her age could.
At one point, I surfed the net looking to see if there was any similar situations out there and ended up coming across an erotica site that had literally thousands of stories revolving around mothers with their sons. I read several of them, all of which gave me the desire to fuck Laura even more. The one thing I noticed is that a lot of the authors gave their characters some long winded explanations or tragic circumstances as to why and how they came to love their mothers in the carnal sense.
Mom was oblivious to this and it was driving me nuts. Walking around the house in the short red robe that she had been wearing for years and now had a whole new attraction for me. Sometimes when Mom would lie on the couch she would put her feet up, causing the robe to ride up towards her hips. One night she fell asleep like that and, after staring for awhile, I came to the conclusion that, for the robe to be that high with nothing in sight, she was either wearing a thong or nothing at all. Worse was the fact that sometimes when she was tired and stressed I would offer to rub her feet.
In the past this was a legitimate act of kindness on my part. Mom worked her ass off to support us so I wanted to do something. Now this was nothing short of torture. To feel those soft feet and have those long legs right there in front of me. It was everything I could do not to just keep sliding my hands up, which is exactly what I did in my head later when I whacked off.
Hot on the heels of my discovering that Mom was that desirable, came the thought of why the hell isn't she getting any? I'm not a little kid and god knows I hate dad at this point so I would have no qualms with her bringing a guy around. I mean work hard play hard right? One night I even brought it up to her and she told me it was just a matter of time and place.
By the time she got out of work she was beat, and at this point didn't really know where to meet someone decent. When I told her she didn't have to find a boyfriend that she could just find a good time for a night, she had laughed and asked me why I was so concerned with her love life.
To that I came out with one of my standard bar replies. Telling her it was a shame that a woman who looked as good as her had no one at home to truly appreciate her. That it was practically a sin for a woman like her to keep waking up alone. Mom laughed again saying;
"Well aren't you smooth? No wonder you don't come home every night!"
At which the twisted thought of home is exactly where I would like to be cumming every night went through my oversexed brain! It wasn't too long after that night that the last piece of the puzzle fell into place and put my perverted thoughts into overdrive. I was working in the basement, trying to fix the washer so we wouldn't have to buy another one, when I heard voices.
I looked behind me and realized I was standing under the old laundry chute. The door sometimes didn't close all the way making it so you could hear anything said from the kitchen. This had been an invaluable tool when I was growing up and could eaves- drop on Mom and Dad, especially when I thought I had done something wrong. That night put an end to any thoughts I had that I would be able to put my infatuation behind me.
Mom was talking to her friend Kate, who had stopped by and they were discussing men. Kate was a year older than mom and although not quite as attractive had caught my attention on several occasions. Matter of fact at a barbecue last summer I swear she was flirting and as much as I wanted to, Kate was Mom's best friend and that would have been awkward. Of course in the perspective of wanting to seduce my mother I guess it wouldn't have been so bad after all!
Apparently Kate had in fact been flirting, as she told Mom that what she loved once in awhile between relationships was a nice young stud. My mother had laughed it off, but then Kate painted the very accurate picture of a guy like me; good looking, built, and in total awe of a real woman and the best part of guys my age according to Kate? They were eager to please and willing to follow directions. By the end of it, Mom was showing more than a little interest, asking Kate where she found them.
Kate then dropped the name of a bar that I not only hung out in sometimes, but had even scored! It was in downtown Providence where Mom worked and tended to be full of the mid thirties to forties professional types, which is why I went there. I had never seen Kate, but from the sound of it she had done okay for herself there. To my surprise, I heard Mom tell her she would go sometime. Kate offered to go with her, but mom said she'd rather go alone, it would be weird to have her watching or trying to help. Mom then told her that on Friday nights I usually went out and as she put it;
"Must do okay, because he only comes home for half of them."
Kate added that she could see that, as I was pretty hot. Mom ignored that, but went on to say seeing as I wasn't always around she would go this week and promised Kate so she couldn't change her mind. I walked away deciding I had heard enough. My cougar mother was going hunting! The thought of any guy my age that wasn't me getting a piece of her bothered me. If a young eager guy was what she wanted then look no further! Yup, I thought as I put my tools away, Friday night I was going to go to that bar and pick up my own mother.
That had been on Tuesday night and the next three days were spent with me in a hot and heavy debate of how wrong this was as opposed to how bad I wanted it. The only thing that held me back was how would Mom react? If this backfired it would be therapy for sure, or me being told to leave. The only thing I had going for me was element of surprise and if Mom got in a huff I could always turn it around and ask her how could she think that way? I'm only trying to be affectionate. After all isn't a good pussy licking a way to show affection?
Friday dragged on forever and when I got out of work at four I rushed home to shower, shave and change into a pair of Dockers and a short sleeve collared shirt. I went immediately to the bar, figuring that since it was only a couple of blocks from Mom's office that she would go straight there rather than come home first.
I got there a little after five and took a seat close to the door so I would see her when she first came in. I started thinking she had changed her mind when 6:30 came and went and there was no sign of her. I was just about to go to the bar and pay my tab when Mom walked in and, if there had been any doubts, they quickly vanished.
Mom had gone home and changed as there was no way in hell she would dress this way for work. She was wearing a low cut red tank top that showed off her smooth tanned shoulders and was tight enough to show her smallish, but still firm, high tits. The best part though was a tie between the black thigh length mini skirt and matching stiletto heels that completed the outfit. Mom was wearing deep red lipstick that matched both her finger and toenails and her long auburn hair was down, fanning across her open back. Oh my god! Was the thought that came immediately to mind.
Mom walked past me and after standing there both looking and being looked at, went and sat at the bar. Fortunately for me there were a couple of empty seats next to her, which I'm sure was why she picked the spot. I watched as she ordered a martini then made my way over. As good as Mom looked, there was no way in hell I was going to give someone a chance to jump in. I approached her from behind and asked;
"Hey pretty lady is this seat taken?"
Mom turned with an expectant smile that faltered a bit when she saw it was me. I didn't let it bother me, after all she had come to get laid not hang with her son. Little did she know she could do both.
"Oh hey Kev," She recovered her smile. "What are you doing here?"
I sat down next to her.
"I hang out here sometimes." I told her, then decided to embellish. "I was supposed to meet someone like an hour ago, but think I got stood up."
"Aww," Mom said, putting her hand on my cheek. "Who could stand up such a good looking young man?"
I shrugged.
"Maybe she got a better offer."
"I would find that hard to believe."
"So what about you?" I asked, turning it around on her.
"Oh, well..." Mom seemed a bit uncertain which I was fine with. "I heard this was a good place, so I figured I would stop here after work."
I smiled at her.
"Oh come on Ma."
"What?"
"You went to work like that?" I asked, making it a point to look at her legs. "In those shoes?" I added. Those shoes that I would love to see up around my shoulders.
I had played it right, Mom blushed furiously.
"I well..." She sighed, shook her head, and then picked up her drink, which she drained in several long swallows before continuing.
"Kate told me this was a good place to meet guys and even you said I should be putting myself out there so I figured I would have a drink and see if I still had the bait so to speak."
"Oh I would say you definitely do." I told her.
She looked at me oddly.
"Thanks, I guess."
"You know not for nothing Ma, it's kind of embarrassing having a mother that looks like you. I mean you should hear the shit guys say about you."
Mom laughed a bit nervously, she was still red, but I think as much from chugging the drink. She then blew me away by saying;
"To bad all they do is talk about it and not come on over."
It was my turn to play awkward.
"Umm yeah okay." I said.
Mom ordered another martini and asked if I wanted another. Taking a chance I said;
"You know what Ma? Why don't I get going? You're here to meet someone and that's not going to happen with me sitting here."
With that I made to get up, but Mom stopped me with a hand on my arm.
"No stay Kev really. I ..." She sighed again. "I'm not sure I could go through with it anyway, meeting someone and taking them straight home." She shook her head.
"Hey you're a grown woman." I told her. Then tossed in. "And a pretty hot one too. What's the problem? Work hard play hard no?"
"That another one of your lines you use on the women Kev?"
Now it was my turn to blush.
"Well yeah sometimes."
"Yeah? Those older ones you chase around?" Mom smirked as I must have looked surprised.
"Umm..." I started.
"Don't deny it Kev, Kate's seen you in here. Told me she saw you go home with a couple of what are they called MILF's?"
I was stunned; this was not what I had planned. Mom picked up her second drink and swallowed half of it in a couple of quick gulps.
"I..."
"That's okay, at least I know you have taste." Mom said laughing.
Then leaning over she whispered to me;
"Besides I came here to find a young one."
"Too much information Ma." I told her. "But all the more reason for me to leave."
"Nonsense. I think you being here wasn't a coincidence."
"You don't?" I asked nervously.
She shook her head, then killing her drink waved the glass at the bartender, I had never seen her drink like this before.
"Nope. I think it's a sign this wasn't meant to be tonight."
I relaxed a bit on that note.
"So instead I'll sit here and have a couple of drinks with you. After all you spent your birthday with friends so I never did get to take you out for a drink."
"You sure?" She nodded, and as the bartender brought the third martini ordered me a Heinekin.
We sat quietly until the drinks came then Mom held up her glass. I clinked my bottle against it and we drank. Well I drank, she chugged.
"Did you drive here?" I asked.
"Nope took a cab. Figured I'd either be too drunk to drive or be getting a ride from some hot young guy." At that she smiled at me, her eyes already looking a bit glazed and said, "Guess it'll be both."
As much as that comment excited me, I told myself she hadn't meant it that way. So I kept playing along.
"I feel like I ruined your night."
"Well you got stiffed and I wasn't feeling too good about this, but at least I can say I had a drink with a good looking young guy."
Taking my cue, I tossed in;
"And I can say I took a hot older woman home."
"Exactly." She said. Mom held up her glass again and this time toasted;
"To us, the best looking couple in here."
We stayed for another hour and made small talk while watching some of the Sox game. Mom had a couple of more martinis and was definitely feeling it. Whether or not she had enough to let me feel it, was my concern. Sitting there, it was everything I could do not to stare at her legs in that short skirt, and twice when she leaned over I got a great look down her shirt at the red lace bra she was wearing. Several times I looked up just as she looked over, but a couple of times I had the uncomfortable feeling she had caught me.
Finally, we decided it was time to go and made our way out of the bar. Between the drinks and the shoes Mom was wobbling so I took her arm and we walked to the car. During the ride home Mom eased the seat back and closed her eyes, leaving me trying to negotiate traffic while staring at her thighs and down her shirt. I somehow got us home without an accident and as we entered the house she walked over and flopped down on the couch, stretching her legs out she kicked off the heels exclaiming;"Goddamn those things hurt."
"I can't see how you could walk in them." I told her as I walked over to the other end of the couch, once again looking at her legs. Well here goes I thought.
"You want me to rub your feet?
"Would you mind Kev? That would be great!"
"No problem."
I kicked off my own shoes and sat on the couch. Mom put her feet in my lap and I began to gently massage her soft skin. As I did Mom sighed and leaned her head back.
"Oh that feels soooo nice."
The way she said that sent a shiver through me, as did Mom lifting her right leg and bending it up to unsnap the ankle bracelet she was wearing. This move gave me a look straight up her skirt, all the way up those tanned legs right to the black thong between them. My eyes widened, and my cock stiffened, as looking closer, I saw that the thong was just about between her oh yeah, perfectly smooth lips. I swallowed hard as I also realized that her doing this seemed like a move, as if she was trying to get me to look. Don't get carried away, I told myself I'm the one with the sick fantasy not her, she's just drunk and not worried about her son gawking at her.
All this went through my mind in the few seconds it took her to take the bracelet off and toss it on the coffee table. I quickly looked back down to her foot in my hands. Mom put her leg back into my lap and as she did her foot pushed directly into my hard on. I froze for a second and glanced up at her. Mom was lying back with her eyes closed so I went back to rubbing her feet. As a treat to herself, Mom gets a pedicure once a week and her feet were soft to the touch, her nails perfectly painted.
As I massaged the base of each toe, she began making soft little moaning noises that I had never heard before. I was hard as a rock, my cock bent painfully in my pants, but it's not like I could adjust it. Okay now what? It had all worked fine in my head, but sitting here I felt my resolve weakening.
"So did you learn how to do that from your older girlfriends?" Mom asked softly.
"Uh no, I got good at it from rubbing yours." I answered.
"Oh so those women owe me then." She said, still lying there with her eyes closed.
"I guess," Then taking a chance; "I don't rub theirs as much though, yours are a lot prettier."
Mom laughed.
"Yeah? I have pretty feet?"
"Perfect."
Here goes nothing I thought as I raised her left foot to my lips and kissed the top of it. Mom giggled like a little girl so I quickly picked up the other one and did the same, getting another giggle which made me smile. It was nice to hear her laugh like that. It also caused my cock to throb even more painfully as I could taste her vanilla skin cream on my lips.
"That felt funny." Mom said. "Funny, but nice."
I returned to rubbing them then, mentally crossing my fingers, slid my hands up over her ankles and started massaging her calves.
"Oh that feels nice Kev, those shoes were killing my legs."
"They made your legs look killer though." I told her and received another laugh.
"Oh you are smooth my boy."
Bet you are too I thought. I made my way up her calves to the backs of her knees, gently rubbing my fingers into the soft skin there.
"Damn that's sweet."
Mom slid down a little further onto the couch. I was beside myself! Not only was this an open invitation to keep going, but her skirt rode up all the way to her hips, she must be buzzed I thought. Finished with the knees, I started lightly caressing the inside of her lower thighs with both hands.
Mom made another noise of appreciation. The moment of truth was coming, I was already above the knee and anything higher was going to be obvious. I continued what I was doing for a couple of minutes, my heart pounding. I kept telling myself I would go higher, but my hands kept stopping. I was just beginning to think that it was over, that I couldn't go through with this, when Mom asked;
"Well what are you waiting for Kevin?"
I glanced up to see her staring at me.
"Um well what?" I asked nervously, even my cock was starting to lose it at this point.
Mom rolled her eyes at me.
"Go ahead and do what you're here to do."
She lifted her left leg up from my lap and put her foot on my shoulder. Mom's skirt fell back the rest of the way, fully exposing her thighs and the black thong. I swallowed and my heart began pounding even harder. Speaking of harder, my cock went right back to full attention. This was exactly what I wanted, however the fact Mom was offering it threw me. Was this some kind of test? Was she seeing if I would? Tentatively I slid my right hand further up her thigh, the skin becoming less muscular and softer as I went. I stopped several inches from the top.
"Is that where you want to stop Kev?" Mom whispered.
"I..."
"See," Mom's hand went down between her legs and hooking her fingers into the thong, pulled it to the side exposing her... Pussy. I was looking at my mother's pussy. No, more than that, she was showing it to me. As I stared, no doubt with my mouth open, she continued softly;
"You see this is what I thought you were looking for."
She stroked her finger quickly up and down her pussy, spreading the lips. I could see she was wet and a soft groan escaped me.
"Yeah Kev? You want that?"
Her big blue eyes locked into my own. I was speechless, all these weeks and now here it was literally in front of my face and I couldn't do anything but stare. Mom smiled at me;
"What's the matter Kev, am I ruining your surprise?"
"Well I..." My hand did trail closer, but stopped again. Mom sighed.
"Kev look at me." I did, tearing my eyes away from between her legs, and once again our blue eyes met.
"I'm going to make this easy on you. I've known for awhile now."
"Known what?" I felt like a stupid kid even saying that, but was in the same defensive mode I always went into when Mom had caught me doing something I shouldn't.
"Oh please Kev, I hate to say it, but you've been pretty damn obvious. I've caught you staring so many times it's not funny."
"Well I have I guess..."
"And," Mom continued. "If I had any doubts you left the browser open on that Loving Mothers site that you've been surfing every day."
Oh shit! I thought to myself, she's messing with me I am screwed! Then again would she really show me if...
"I have to say first I was appalled, and then flattered," She paused and shrugged. "Then for some reason I started to get turned on, especially after finding out you like women my age."
As she spoke her finger continued to stroke her pussy and she twitched as her red nail went across her swollen clit.
"But I still wasn't sure so I let you hear me and Kate talking and when you showed up tonight. I knew."
"I'm sorry Mom..." I started, but she put her finger up as she always did when she wasn't finished.
"So I figure I need it, and don't want it to be just anybody. You have a thing for older women so why don't you just go ahead and do what you want before one of us loses our nerve and realizes what we're doing."
As soon as she finished I did as she said. Before I could think more about it, I slid my hand the rest of the way up her leg and plunged two fingers into her pussy, which was so hot and wet I let out another moan. Mom also let out a whimper and letting her head lie back started pumping her hips off the couch sliding my fingers in and out.
"Oh yes." She whispered.
I worked my fingers faster, watching as they slid in and out of... my mother's pussy. The thought should have been enough to set off every alarm in my head, but all it did was make me even harder, especially when I felt her pussy clench around my fingers. I slid closer, and turned a little, so I had a better angle then, putting my thumb on her clit, began to move it in slow circles.
"Oh!" Mom dropped her leg off my shoulder and straightened it, crossing her legs at her ankles, and pinning my left hand between her thighs. I started to reach up with my right hand to fondle her left tit through the shirt and bra. I wanted to see and touch them of course, but she hadn't taken them out and I realized that I had no idea how one would go about asking their mother to take her tits out.
"Um Ma..." I started and was stopped by her finger at my lips.
"Stop." She said. Oh great I fucked something up.
"There's going to be one rule with this Kev. Tonight I'm not Mom, I'm Laura understand?"
I nodded in relief as she continued.
"Tonight I'm an attractive woman whose had a few drinks and decided to go home with a good looking young guy. So you call me Laura and you treat me exactly the way you would treat one of your lady friends. You take good care of me, but be respectful doing it because;" She gave me an evil little smile,
"I'm sure you've figured out by now you get what you give so you take good care of Laura and she will take damn good care of you."
I returned to working my fingers and thumb and taking a deep breath asked;
"Laura, will you please take your tits out?"
"Tell me why and I will." Laura said again, with that evil smirk. Okay, just like any other woman I told myself.
"So I can suck on them while I play with your pussy."
"Oh, you have had some teaching haven't you?"
I nodded and watched breathlessly as Laura sat up enough to take the tank top off revealing the beautiful red lace bra that was barely containing her tits.
"Tell me again." She said.
I became bolder at this point.
"I want to suck on those sexy tits while you cum."
At that Laura simply pulled the bra down allowing her smallish, but well shaped tits to pop out. With no hesitation I leaned over and eagerly sucked her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I sped up my thumb.
"Oh yeah baby," Laura breathed out closing her eyes. She started moaning louder and I slowed down a little, figuring why rush it?
"Oh no just like you were," She told me. "Get me off nice and fast the first time. Take the edge off."
The first time? Sounded good to me! I sucked her nipple harder and went faster with my fingers. Within moments, Laura was moaning and her hips began grinding up and down into my fingers. I reached across with my free hand and started rolling her other nipple between my fingers. Laura threw her head back, letting out a loud squeal as her pussy convulsed around my fingers. After furiously pumping her hips, her squeals turned into a shuddering moan and she slumped back into the couch panting.
"Oh, goddamn I needed that!" She gasped out.
I pulled my hand out from between her legs and unable to help myself, put my fingers in my mouth. After all she had said to act natural and although respectful, I am far from shy. I groaned at how sweet her pussy tasted.
"Oh don't worry you'll get a better taste soon."
Laura swung her legs out of my lap and onto the floor. Sitting up, she reached behind her, unhooking the bra and tossing it to the floor. At this time all she was wearing was the skirt and thong underneath, and damn was it a hot look!
"You my dear, are over dressed."
Not needing to be told twice, I stripped my shirt off and standing up, undid my belt letting my pants drop to the floor. I quickly stepped out of them and made to pull my boxers off.
"Sit back and leave those for me."
Laura stood and walking directly up to me grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth down to hers. I was a bit taken aback at how hard Laura kissed. Her tongue was in my mouth immediately and she was holding the back of my head, pressing my lips against hers. I slid my tongue into her mouth as well, and let out a little whimper as she began sucking on it. I wrapped my arms around her, and trailing them down past her waist, went under her skirt and started fondling her incredibly firm ass.
Laura broke the kiss and gave me a push. My knees had been right up against the couch so I fell into a sitting position. Turning around so her back was to me she reached back and unzipping her skirt, let it drop to the floor then slowly bent over, sticking her beautiful ass directly in my face. I leaned forward and started kissing and fondling her. After a minute of this she stood up and turning around said;
"Now let's take the edge off of you. After all it's been awhile and I don't need you going off too quick."
As I watched, heart pounding, Laura dropped to her knees between my legs and leaning over, began kissing my chest, stopping to lick each nipple before slowly trailing her tongue down my stomach. She reached down and squeezed my cock through the shorts, causing me to groan.
"Oh is that all for me?" She asked looking up at me with those big blue eyes.
"Oh yeah." I whispered.
"That's good, because I want every bit of it!"
Laura reached around and grabbed the edge of my boxers, I lifted my hips and she pulled them off, causing my hard prick to spring out and stand at full attention.
"Oh that's very nice." Laura whispered.
She leaned forward and blew on it, and then grabbing it with her right hand started slowly stroking it.
"Oh that is so hard."
Laura rubbed my cock along the side of her face then, starting at my balls, licked all the way up to the tip before pausing with her mouth directly over it. I stared transfixed at the sight of my hard throbbing cock inches from my mother's mouth as she teasingly licked first her lips, then the head of my cock.
"Yeah you want it Kev? You want this hot older woman to suck on this nice young cock."
"Yes please." I said softly.
"Oh aren't you polite. Someone raised you right." She said with a wink.
Before I could respond, Laura opened her mouth and in one motion took my cock all the way down to the bottom. I could feel her lips touching the base. I let out a loud moan, sounding like an idiot, but goddamn that felt good! I wouldn't say I was hung like a horse, but I've been told I'm far from small and had never had it taken down that far, that quick. That moan was followed by another as Laura began swirling her tongue around, and better than that, let out a moan of her own. The vibration felt amazing on my cock, but I think the fact that she was moaning with me in her mouth was an even bigger turn on.
Sucking hard, Laura worked her way back up so that when she pulled her mouth off it was with a loud wet sound that made me gasp.
"Oh that is such a great cock."
She put it back in her mouth and began to bob her head in a steady rhythm, going about halfway down each time with her hand stroking right along with it. I could already feel my thighs begin to tremble. Laura stopped again and started licking my shaft up and down. After pausing to swirl her tongue around my balls, she looked up and smacking her lips said;
"Sorry I'm teasing, but I forgot how much I enjoyed sucking cock."
"Take your time." I said softly.
Laura smiled as she rubbed my cock along her cheek again.
"That's nice of you. But I'll take my time later. Like I said this is just to make sure I get a nice long ride in a little while."
With that she went back to sucking, but hard and fast this time. I looked down and saw that her hair was obscuring her face and hoping she wouldn't care reached down and held it aside. Laura stopped sucking and looked up at me.
"Yeah that's right Kev you enjoy the show just like you would with any of those whores you fuck."
Whores? Laura had a very different look on her face, her eyes looked wild and she was flushed and breathing hard. Lust I thought. My mother was kneeling between my legs, not being able to get enough of my cock. Should it bother me? Hell yeah. Did it, fuck no! I may be sick, I thought as my cock was sucked back into Laura's hot wet mouth, but at least I was a sicko getting a hell of a blow job!
Just as I felt myself getting close, Laura stopped again. I let out a disappointed moan and once again Laura gave me that nasty little smirk.
"Awww someone need to cum?
All I could do was nod. For some reason the dirty talking was getting to me as much as the fact she was blowing me.
"Don't worry Kev, your mother's not a tease. I'll take good care of you."
Mother? I thought she was Laura. Was the taboo getting to her as well? All thoughts vanished with her next comment.
"And when it's time you just let it go, a real woman takes every drop."
Laura took it all the way down again and after holding it there started sucking rapidly, but this time going right to the tip and back down to the base. I was moaning uncontrollably as Laura continued to deep throat me faster and faster. I began pushing my hips up into her mouth and she moaned every time I did. I could feel the cum building up inside, and found myself desperately trying to hold back so I could enjoy more of her mouth. Apparently she could tell by my now pathetic whimpers that I was right there, as at that moment she took her free hand and started massaging my balls.
That was all it took. I cried out loudly as my cum exploded into her mouth. I had never cum so hard! Spurt after spurt, squirting into Laura's mouth.
"Mmm hmmm!"
She encouraged me, continuing to suck even faster than before. My hips were bucking into her mouth even harder and she was letting me. In fact the entire time I was cumming her big blue eyes were staring directly into mine. After several hard squirts Laura stopped sucking and kept her head still as I fucked her mouth. I let out another groan as I saw some of my cum ooze out of the sides of her mouth. Finally I finished, collapsing back into the couch. I jumped and pumped my hips again as Laura slid her mouth up just to the tip and sucked hard, getting the last couple of drops.
"MMMM." Laura pulled my cock from her mouth then still looking me in the eye, proceeded to lick off every drop of cum that had slid down my cock. When she was done she smacked her lips and said;
"As usual, I have to clean up after you."
I looked at her breathlessly.
"Sorry." Was all I could come up with.
"That's okay Kev," Laura said, standing up. "You're going to make it up to me aren't you?"
"Whatever you want." I absolutely meant it.
"Oh you are full of good answers. Now that the edge is off, I'm done playing on the couch."
Laura extended her hand to me.
"Come on Kev tonight you're going to put me to bed."
Another mother reference, she was getting off on this! I took her hand and let her help pull me to my feet. After the way I had just cum my knees felt like rubber, Laura must have noticed as she rolled her eyes:
"Oh come on you can't be tired already; I thought that was the point of going young."
Laura led me by the hand to her bedroom. Even though the ice had been more than broken I felt myself getting antsy again. Especially when we entered the bedroom and Laura switched on the small lamp next to the bed. I stood there for a moment thinking this was where my father and she.... That thought was replaced by another sick one as it came to me that this was just another thing that I would do for Mom that he chose not to; satisfy her.
Laura let go of my hand and walked over to the bed. She was putting a little extra swing into her hips and her ass looked delicious in the black thong. Stopping at the side of the bed, she bent over and began swinging her ass back and forth, showing it off for me. Then standing up she turned and lied back on the bed. As I watched, Laura hooked her fingers into the thong then after easing it off her hips, put her legs straight up in the air, sensually sliding the thong up her legs, before bending her knees and kicking it off.
Laura then allowed her legs to spread open, giving me a full view of her glistening pussy. Propping herself up on her elbows Laura beckoned me over with her finger. As I approached the bed she made a noise of appreciation in her throat then said;
"See now that's what youth is for."
I looked down and realized my cock was already rising again. I walked up to the bed and Laura pointed at the floor. I obediently got down on my knees between her legs. I was going to go right after her pussy, but remembering to be patient, I leaned in and wrapping my arms around her waist, took the initiative and kissed her. Unlike the crazed kiss on the couch, I kissed her softly and slowly, sliding my lips back and forth across hers, and gently teasing her with my tongue. I was rewarded with a happy little sigh as Laura put her arms around my shoulders and returned my kisses.
We kissed for quite awhile, our hands wandering, hers over my shoulders and back, mine down her sides and across her breasts. I broke the kiss and slid my lips down her neck. I went further down, kissing her chest between her tits then starting with the left slowly swirled my tongue around each hard nipple. Laura moaned softly and started playing with my hair. I finished with her nipples and sitting back on my knees, trailed my tongue down her soft stomach.
When I reached the bottom of her stomach I gently pushed against her shoulder. Taking the hint, Laura lied back and lifted her legs, placing her sexy little feet on my shoulders. Forcing myself to take my time I kissed the inside of each of her thighs and was thrilled to feel them trembling in anticipation. With an act of will, I ran my tongue up each side of the crease between her upper thigh and pussy. The moan I received was more than a reward for my patience however.
I spread her pussy open and lightly blew on her clit. That's when hen Laura made me even harder moaning;
"Oh please Kev, please lick my pussy I need it so bad!"
How could I say no to that? I eagerly plunged my tongue directly into her steaming pussy and began working it in and out quickly. As I continued with my tongue I used the tip of my finger to teasingly caress her swollen clit.
"Oh look at you tongue fucking me, oh." Laura moaned.
At the words tongue fucking I moaned myself, goddamn this woman was hot! After a few more thrusts of my tongue I couldn't wait any longer and slid my tongue up the length of her sopping wet pussy and started flicking it across her clit. Laura gasped as a shudder went through her body. I took her clit into her mouth and started sucking it in and out. I slid first one then two fingers into her pussy and as she groaned, started pumping them in and out, timing it to the rhythm of my mouth.
"Ohh someone taught you well." Laura gasped.
I started speeding up then slowing down. Twice I caught her on the edge, but stopped in time to slow her down. Laura didn't complain just laid there and moaned. I looked up and saw that she was playing with her nipples, the sight made my cock throb even more. Oh I was going to fuck the shit out of her I thought. I was speeding up again when Laura started driving me even wilder;
"You like that Kev? You like licking my pussy?"
"Oh yeah."
"Then tell me. Don't be shy."
"I like licking..."
I stopped as she grabbed the back of my head by my hair.
"Like? Like is how you describe cereal. Don't be a kid Kev, be a man. And use my name when you tell me how much you're enjoying it."
Okay, if that's what she wants who am I to deny her?
"I love sucking your hot pussy Laura." I told her, replacing my tongue with my thumb on her clit as I spoke. "I love licking that sweet little clit."
"Oh that is so much better."
"It will be better in a minute when you cum in my face and make me taste every bit of it!"
With that I started sucking her clit harder and faster than before. Laura was moaning louder than ever and her hips were thrusting into my face. I hesitated; I wanted to use my best trick, but... No she said treat her like any other. Laura was getting closer, she was thrusting harder and her fingers were furiously working her nipples. I sucked her clit hard into my mouth then holding it there swirled my tongue. Quickly, before I could change my mind, I slid my left hand back and pushed my middle finger into her ass.
Laura came like a wildcat. She had still been holding my hair and used it to hold my face into her fiercely thrusting hips. Her thighs wrapped around my face and she let out a noise that was somewhere between a squeal and a wail. Her pussy gushed in my face and I found myself getting a face full as I continued to suck her clit.
"Oh my fucking god!" Laura cried out.
Her body continued to spasm in what was the longest hardest orgasm I had ever seen. Her hips finally started to slow down and she let go of my hair. With a long drawn out moan Laura dropped her legs off of my shoulders and lied there panting. I stopped licking her clit and looked at her dripping pussy. Remembering what she had said I looked up at her and smiled;
"Now who made a mess? That's okay I'll get it."
I started licking her pussy from top to bottom, lapping up as much of her juices as I possibly could. Laura's hips pumped again and she let out a whimper that made me realize how damn hard I was. I couldn't wait any longer. Fuck her like I would anyone else I told myself.
Without waiting for her to take the lead I stood up, grabbed her ankles and holding her legs up, slammed my cock into the wettest pussy I had ever felt.
"Oh yes!!!" Laura screamed, and scream was the word. I found myself wondering if the neighbors could hear this. Once again Laura took my mind off of everything else.
"Oh yes Kev give it to me! Slam that fucking pussy!"
That's exactly what I was doing, I had her legs high enough that her hips were off the bed and I was driving my cock into her as hard as I could. Laura was so wet, every thrust caused a wet smacking sound. I was slamming her so hard her tits were bouncing back and forth but what had my eye was Laura's face. Her head was back, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open as a series of loud yelps were coming from her with every thrust of my harder than ever cock.
"Yeah you like that?" I asked her, all inhibitions gone.
"No, I love it!" She cried out. "I fucking love you pounding my pussy with that big fucking cock!"
"Good," I told her. "Because I love doing it, I love hearing you scream while I fuck the shit out of you!"
"Yeah? You love it you dirty boy? You love fucking your mother?"
That got my attention. I slowed up a minute and Laura looked me in the eye.
"Doesn't matter what you call me Kev, you're fucking your mother and you're loving it!"
She let out another loud squeal as I shifted my hands from her ankles, wrapping my arms around her thighs and lifting her higher. She continued to surprise me as her fingers reached down and she started stroking her clit.
"That's okay though, you know why? Because your mother fucking loves it! Because she needs it! Oh yeah baby your mother needs that hard fucking cock buried in her pussy oh yeah she does!!"
As twisted as all this sounded it was driving me wild. I had never fucked a woman this hard. I was rearing all the way back, driving every inch of my cock in and out of her. All the while Laura was talking trash and playing with herself.
"Yeah look at you, shoving your finger up your mothers ass making her cum in your fucking face oh you bad boy!"
I felt her pussy begin to convulse around my cock. Laura let out another incredibly loud wail as her eyes rolled back in her head and her body went through its third orgasm in the last hour. I slowed up my slamming of her just a little as her orgasm finished. Then leaning over bent her legs back and started going harder.
"Ohhhh," Laura moaned, "Oh you're so fucking deep!"
She looked up at me as she spoke, Laura was sweating, her hair stuck to her neck and parts of her cheeks. Her cheeks themselves were flushed from the heat and the orgasms. God she looked beautiful.
"Like fucking me don't you?"
"Oh yeah I do." I got out in between gasps; I was starting to get close myself.
"Stop." Laura said.
As much as I didn't want to, I did. Although I did stop with my cock inside of her.
"This isn't how you thought of it though is it Kev?"
At first I wasn't sure what she meant. Laura smirked at me.
"Isn't there a way you'd rather fuck me Kev? You know maybe with my ass in the air? That ass that you've been ogling for months now?"
"Oh hell yeah!" I panted.
"Then ask me."
"Laura, would you please get on your knees so I can fuck you doggy style?"
"That was nice Kev." She told me as she slid herself back off my cock and further back onto the bed. "Now tell me why."
"So I can see that hot little ass pointed right at me while I grab your hips and make you scream."
"Oh," She cooed. "Is that anyway to talk to your mother?"
"No, but I bet that slut named Laura loves being treated that way." I told her.
"Ain't that the truth!"
Laura rolled over and after getting on her hands and knees, lowered herself onto a pillow, pushing her ass up towards me. I all but jumped onto the bed and kneeled behind her. Taking my cock, I took a minute to tease the two of us by rubbing it up and down her pussy, then keeping the tip right at her pussy, I grabbed Laura's hips and slammed my prick into her tight little box.
"Oh fuck yeah!!" She cried out as began pumping in and out.
I went slow for the first minute or so, giving myself a chance to enjoy it as I knew I wouldn't last long after the fucking from before.
"Oh don't tease Kev you can take me like this again later, hell you can take me all weekend!"
That was it! No holding back now. I started slamming her so hard it made earlier seem like we were making love. Laura was wailing nonstop now as, using her hips, I was shoving her in and out against my thrusts, pounding her even harder. Laura's back was glistening with sweat and her long hair was fanned out across it, Unable to help myself- I mean at this point what did it matter?- I reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair, not really pulling it, but just holding it.
"Oh you bad, bad boy!" Laura exclaimed.
"And you're a bad girl." I told her.
"Then give me what I gave you when you were bad."
Once again with no hesitation I gave her ass a quick slap.
"Oh come on Kev."
I slapped her harder, this time I did the left then right cheek.
"That's better now just fuck me!"
I shifted my hands from her hips to her still narrow waist and really let loose, I'm a pretty strong guy and I could not believe how much she was taking. I'd have sent Jenny home crying by now.
"Oh you like my ass in the air don't you?"
"Yes oh yes!" I groaned out.
"Yeah you love fucking me doggy style?"
"Oh god yeah."
"Yeah you like fucking your mother Kev."
"I love fucking Laura." I replied.
I was getting close, I started fucking even faster, slamming my hips into her so hard I was going to have bruises tomorrow.
"I want you to tell me you love fucking your mother Kevin."
At that I slowed down a little, was she kidding?
"Just once Kevin, just say it once and it will be Laura from now on, but I want to hear it."
"O-okay." I said and resumed fucking her. Before I could try she added;
"If you say it right I'll let you cum on my tits. Now go ahead and do as your mother tells you."
I resumed slamming the shit out of her, waiting until I was just about ready to say it so I wouldn't back down. After several more hard slams I closed my eyes and said;
"I love it! I love fucking my hot mother, I loved watching her suck my cock and I'm going to love cumming all over her tits I.. oh oh!"
Feeling the cum racing through my cock, I pulled it out and squeezed the head hard. Rolling over into a sitting position, Laura held both her tits up, framing them with her red nails. With a loud cry, I let my cock go and watched as the first tremendous spurt hit her right tit so hard it splattered, I moved my cock so the second hit the left one. I continued to jerk and another spurt hit right in-between them then Laura gave me one more treat;
"Right in my face!" She shouted.
I pointed my cock up and the last couple of shots hit her cheek and her lips. I leaned back and rested my hands on my knees totally spent. Or so I thought. Laura immediately put her mouth on my cock and began sucking. I had just cum and was so sensitive it was driving through the roof.
"Oh please stop! Please!" I told her.
Laura pushed me hard, causing me to fall onto my back on the bed. Before I could move she swung her leg over my hips and drove herself down onto my hard cock.
"Oh god!" I moaned.
Laura instantly started bucking up and down hard, driving herself on and off of my cock. The head still felt like a raw nerve and my hips were bucking, but in an attempt to pull out. Laura had me pinned however, her fingernails were digging into my chest as she pushed into me, causing me to bounce up and down into her hips.
"Oh please." I cried out. "I can't again!"
"Oh yes you can!" Laura said and somehow found a way to start riding me even harder. "Oh that's right you can, that young hard cock has one more load for its hot Laura doesn't it baby?"
To my surprise I could feel myself getting ready. I was sweating like a pig and totally exhausted, but Laura was riding me like a pornstar. She was leaning over and all that was visible through her sweat soaked hair was her lust crazed blue eyes staring straight into mine.
"Yeah that's right baby, you cum again for me, you want more of this pussy? You show me why I should give it to you. Show me how much you have for your hot little cougar."
I let out a pathetic whimper as she pushed herself up on her knees and drove down even harder, her ass slamming into my hips.
"Oh yeah, I.. oh..."
With a sense of relief I felt myself begin to cum and was surprised by how hard I did. Laura cried out;
"Oh that's right I knew you had more for me!"
Laura stopped bouncing and I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, milking every last drop out of it. When she was done she leaned over and kissed me sweetly on the lips then rolled off of me and onto her back. Where after a moment, she gave a schoolgirl like giggle and said;
"Damn I haven't had it that good in years!"
"I don't think I ever had it that good." I told her honestly, as I laid there panting.
"Well we'll work on seeing if we can do better."
My eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Damn Kev you think I'm going to let this be a onetime thing?"
She rolled over onto her side.
"Kev roll over so you can look at me."
I rolled over onto my side so we were facing each other.
"Okay listen." She said. "I think we both know that this whole thing seems very wrong, but I also think that neither one of us cares. Why? Well once again who cares? We don't tell anyone and we just enjoy okay?"
"Whatever you say Ma, Laura I mean..." She laughed at me.
"Seeing as were naked in bed its Laura okay? It will be Laura anytime we do this which for the record will be weekends only, got it?"
"Um I guess."
"You come looking any other night I'll toss you out of the room okay?"
"Have you been thinking about this?" I asked her.
"Obviously I have, most important thing is it's always Laura on the weekends so it doesn't seem so weird."
"Yeah, but you wanted me to call you Mom." I pointed out. "And you kept saying it."
To my surprise she blushed. The sighed and said;
"Okay Kev I owe you the truth. When I first saw that site I was pretty disgusted, I was going to get you to counseling, then I read a couple of the stories then a few more. Next thing you know I was reading them at work and playing with myself at night to them. It's what made me want to try it, so just once I wanted to hear what it sounded like." She smiled tiredly, shaking her head.
"Truth is, it was a hell of dirty turn on, but let's keep it at Laura. I mean that's if you want to again."
"How could I not? I mean Jesus you're hot Laura." I blushed a little myself as I added. "Best lay I ever had that's for damn sure."
"Good."
Laura stretched and I was once again amazed at how lean and tight her body was, how good her tits still looked. Not that there was a chance of me getting it up again, but I still couldn't stop looking.
"Well that wore this girl out." Laura said and turning on the bed put her head on the pillow, pulling the sheet up and sliding her legs underneath them.
"Um okay." I said. "I guess I'll go to my room."
I began to get up, but Laura grabbed my arm.
"Where you going Kev?"
"I just said I'll go..."
"Would you leave any other hot woman alone in her bed?"
"Well no."
Laura smiled and lifting up the sheet, tapped the bed next to her.
"Then get over here and cuddle up with me."
I lied down on my back next to her and Laura slid up next to me, putting her head on my chest and her arm across my waist. She sighed contentedly.
"Isn't this better?" She asked.
I have to say it felt pretty damn good, as long as I pictured it being Laura whose tits were pressed into my side and whose bare leg was draped across mine. I closed my eyes and also sighed. The air conditioning was on high and now that we weren't fucking the room was pleasantly cool and God knew I was pretty worn out.
"Besides," Laura said. "How can I wake you up by sucking your cock if you're in the other room?" She giggled then said;
"Sweet dreams Kev."
That had been a month and a half ago and since then we've gone at it like it's a sporting event. To the point where I'm not even looking for a girlfriend and Mom hasn't bothered going out again! The two of us have better sex then I could have ever imagined and after the first couple of weeks Laura even started dressing up and playing, everything from cheerleader outfits to a naughty nurse. Things like that make the week drag; it's not just the sex, but what the next game will be.
The sound of a car door slamming in the driveway snapped me out of my day dream and I immediately sat up to face the front door. A moment later my heart began to pound in anticipation as the door opened and Laura came in. She was dressed in the long overcoat she wore in the fall and all I could see was pair of heeled black boots.
"I know I'm late." She said coming over to stand before me.
"That's okay." I told her. I went to reach for her, but she stepped back.
"Well if it's any consolation it wasn't because of work."
"No?"
"No, I thought I would pick up a little something for us."
Laura undid the coat and let it drop to the floor. I think my jaw landed there first. The boots were thigh high and all she had been wearing under the coat was a black leather thong and matching bra.
"What do you think Kevin?" Laura asked as she sank down on her knees in front of me. I smiled.
"Thank God it's Friday."
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