บท 59: Mom, I Want You To...
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I jerked my head up at the sound of my cell phone ringing and sat up on the couch. I blinked at the clock and was surprised to see it was four. I had lied down to watch some TV at three and must have nodded off. Grabbing my phone, I saw who it was and answered, "Hey, mom."
"Hey Luke!" Mom chirped in my ear in that annoyingly happy voice she'd been using over the last couple of weeks, "I'm around the corner, can you come help me bring in the groceries?"
"Yeah, no problem."
I forced my aching body off the couch and winced at the pain in my back and shoulders. I'd been working out a lot lately in order to try out for the freshman varsity team in the fall and everything hurt. I dragged my tired ass out onto the porch just in time to see mom's red Mazda pull in the driveway. I went down the stairs of the porch and as Mom got out of the car and walked around to the trunk, I frowned.
In addition to the new cheery attitude she had been displaying lately, mom's mode of dress had changed and I wasn't sure I was a fan of it. Even if my mother hadn't spent the first nineteen years of my life dressing so conservatively my piece of shit father claimed it was part of the reason he cheated on her, the outfit she had on now would be surprising. Mom was wearing a red one piece dress that didn't go all that much past her ass and hugged every curve she had.
The most prominent of those curves was her more than ample chest. As I reached the car I was just in time for mom to pop the trunk and lean over to grab some bags. When she did, I noticed that not only was the dress tight across the top, but so low cut, I thought her tits were going to fall out.
Mom leaned over further and I was confronted by the sight of not just a black lace bra, but I could see so far down between her tits. I could make out the darker skin around her nipple through the lace of the flimsy bra she had on.
I quickly turned my head, feeling as embarrassed as my formerly old fashioned mother should be. Not that I would have cared seeing her dress younger, as she was far more attractive than she let on, but this was too much. Mom stood up and turning to me smiled, "Arms out!"
I stuck my arms out as I had done since I was old enough to help and mom loaded them up with bags. As she went back and forth from my arms to the trunk I caught myself glancing down her dress each time. I didn't know why I was doing it, it's not like I wanted to see my mother's rack, it was more like a train wreck, like I couldn't not look.
I wondered what the guys she worked with were thinking. She'd been at the same job for over ten years and they must be wondering where she'd been hiding them as well as her legs. Mom was pretty tall, standing around five nine which put her not too far under my own six feet and her legs seemed to go on forever.
I swore I'd seen more of those legs in the last couple of weeks than I had my entire life. Prior to this mom's work ensemble had been pantsuits or if she wore a skirt it was always knee length and never tight.
Even around the house mom wore sweats or pajama bottoms. In the summer she would sometimes wear shorts, but they were baggy and pretty boring. Not that I thought she should have been parading around in Victoria Secret, but even as a kid I had noticed she dressed older than she was.
Not today though, I thought as my eyes had worked down her long legs to stop at the heeled sandals she was wearing. The sandals had straps that wound up her leg to her knee and I noticed she was wearing a silver ankle bracelet.
"Honey?"
"Huh?" I shook my head and pulled my eyes from Mom's foot just as I saw had silver rings on the second toe of each foot.
"Can you take a couple of more?"
"Sure." I made a show of curling the bags. "No problem."
"Ohh, look at you!" Mom cooed, grabbing my right bicep and squeezing it, "You're becoming quite the man."
"Uh, yeah, thanks." I told her, trying to sound like I didn't care, but for some reason thrilled with her comment.
"You must be beating off the girls at school."
"Not at the moment." I rolled my eyes thinking beating off pretty much summed up my sex life lately. "I haven't gotten back into the swing of things since Jenny dumped me."
"Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked as she reached in for the last few bags, and again my eyes were drawn to her tits.
Mom cursed as a couple of onions rolled out of the bag and as she leaned further into the trunk I looked up in time to see the two teenage brothers who lived across the street on the porch staring at her ass. One was shaking his head and said something that made the other nod. Taking a subtle step backwards I took in the view they were getting and had to admit if this wasn't my mother, I'd be staring.
Despite the fact she had never flaunted it before my mother had a damn fine ass. Even as I took in the shape of her well rounded cheeks in the tight dress I wondered where the hell that thought had come from. It was one thing to think my mother was an attractive woman, but to start specifically thinking of her ass or tits was a little disturbing.
As Mom continued rummaging around I continued to look at her ass and noticed that was tight as the dress was I couldn't see any panty lines, meaning she was wearing a thong. Mom leaned further into the trunk and my eyes widened when the ridiculously short dress rose higher and I caught a glimpse of the cheeks of her ass.
Turning around, I saw the kids on the porch sitting there with their mouths open and quickly stepped directly behind her, blocking their view. Mom picked that moment to back up, causing her ass to push directly into my crotch. I was still holding the bags and looked down at her ass pressing against my cock and started to step back.
At that point, mom turned slightly to the side and started rocking back and forth, "Jesus, this fucking thing keeps rolling away from me!" she snapped.
I stopped moving as her ass moved side to side, caressing my cock through my thin shorts and with a feeling of dismay; my cock begin to stir. I remained still, dumbfounded by the fact contact with my mother's ass was giving me a hard on and in public no less. As my cock continued to swell, I started to step back, when Mom exclaimed, "Hey, what are you poking me with?"
She had straightened up and turning around quickly, stared at me. I felt my face, turn red and taking another step back stammered, "Umm nothing, I..."
"Oh," mom gestured to the bags in my arms, "It must have been that can of soup," reaching behind her she rubbed a spot a few inches over her ass, "That kind of hurt."
"Oh, sorry." I said, a feeling of relief flooding through me.
"That's okay," she shrugged and reaching out slipped the onions into one of the bags. "Why were you right behind me like that anyway?"
"Uh..." seeing no other way around it and figuring sounded better than, 'Hey your ass was looking and feeling pretty good' I said, "Well those kids across the street were gawking at you because your dress was, um...kind of riding up."
"Really?" she laughed, "And you didn't want them looking at your mom? Oh, how sweet are you?"
Leaning over she gave me a quick kiss that I'm sure was meant for my cheek, but instead, the edge of her red lips caught the corner of my mouth.
"Um, anytime." I said quietly, a little confused by what had been about an inch shy of an actual kiss."
"But I have to tell you, that it's pretty exciting to have two young men checking me out!" she gave me a wink, "Maybe I'll give them a better show!"
Reaching up, mom removed the clip from her hair and made a show of shaking it out. I watched as her long light brown hair cascaded down across her shoulders. Leaning back, mom moved her head side to side, causing her hair to slide across her back and then turning exclaimed, "Hey what's that?" and bent over, causing her large tits to almost fall out of her dress.
"Mom," I snapped, "Knock that off!"
"What's the matter, Luke?" she asked a frown now on her face.
"You shouldn't be showing off like that."
"Why not?" she shrugged, "No harm in flaunting what you've got." She pointed at my arms, "Tell me when you take your shirt off mowing the lawn it's not because you know a few of the girls on the street are looking?"
"I..."
"Yeah, see." She nodded, not letting me finish, "So why can't I have a little fun?"
"No reason I guess." I told her figuring I should just let it go.
"I mean, do I look bad?" she spread her arms out.
"You look good mom, but...."
"But...." She raised her eyebrows
"Well," I decided to take the plunge, "Mom that dress is really too much."
"Too much?" she looked down at herself.
"Too much as in not enough. Mom you're....well you're showing an awful lot. That's the kind of dress a girl would wear to a club."
"So I do look bad in it." She sighed, "I...should have known I didn't have what it takes for this."
"No!" I said quickly as I saw her large brown eyes start to mist over, "You...Mom you look good in it, that's the problem, it's just I don't know, maybe sends the wrong message?"
"You really think I look good?"
"You do." I nodded, "I...I can see why those kids are looking, but..."
"Again, how sweet are you?"
"Yeah well...."
"Listen Luke," slamming the trunk shut, she slipped her arm around my shoulders and guided me forwards as she walked towards the house, "I know maybe it sends the message of, oh look at the horny mif, but...."
"Milf." I corrected her with a laugh.
"Okay, Milf. But it's not about what others see; it's about how I feel. Honey, your father might have had a point when he..."
"Dad was wrong. Period!" I said heatedly. "He was a cheating dog looking for excuses."
"Easy, honey," she said, as we made our way up the walk, towards the porch. "But he was sort of right about me being too uptight. My mom raised me to be proper and made me as big of a prude as she was. I could have dressed more attractively and as for..."
She hesitated, "Well what the hell, you're nineteen and not like you didn't hear the fights, when it came to sex I held back a lot and I should have been having fun."
"Yeah, TMI mom." I said as we reached the stairs.
"Right. Anyway I wasn't about to change, but then I went to that seminar and bought that tape and..."
She stopped when I rolled my eyes, "Not that damn tape again. Mom, that guy was a con artist and that tape is useless. It doesn't put you..."
"Enough Luke, I know you don't believe it, but since I have been listening to it I feel really good! I'm more relaxed and better yet, those inhibitions are falling away. I dress better, feel better and..."
"Hey, Pam!" A voice called from next door.
We both looked over to see our next door neighbor, Ginny, on the porch.
"Hey Ginny!" Mom called out.
"Hey, can you come over for a minute when you're done with the groceries? I need to talk to you about Jack's birthday party."
"Yeah, give me a few minutes I'll..."
"Go ahead, mom." I told her, "This isn't a lot, I'll put it away."
"Thanks sweetie!" Mom smiled, "That would be great."
"No problem." I curled the bags so they wouldn't hit the stairs and leaning over so she could speak in my ear, mom said, "Speaking of looking, I bet Ginny is checking out those arms. I know she looks when you mow," she sighed in my ear. "Can't say I blame her, you're a good looking young man."
The feeling of her hot breath in my ear caused a shiver to go through me and as she finished her lips barely grazed my ear and again I felt a reaction where there shouldn't be one.
"Thanks."
Pulling away from her quickly went up the steps and sliding the handles of the bag further up my arm, managed to open the door and let myself in. Moving into the kitchen, I put the bags on the table and looking out the window saw Mom walking over to Ginny's.
I watched her ass swing back and forth and lowering my gaze took in her long legs and those what could only be described as fuck me shoes. Mom reached the stairs that led up to Ginny's porch and as she climbed them, left my view.
Turning away from the window, I began removing the groceries from the bags and putting them away. I moved quickly and did the best to ignore the fact that I was hard as a rock.
*****
I had just finished putting the groceries away and was leaning against the counter, sipping a bottle of water and wondering what was wrong with me. Thankfully my erection had faded and better yet the entire time I had it I hadn't been envisioning doing anything sexually with my mother. Again I wondered what had gotten me going. Granted if that body had been on any woman but mom, I would be well within my rights to get horny over it, but it was my mother.
As I finished the water and tossed the bottle away, I wondered if it was because she had formerly been so frumpy and I was seeing how attractive she was for the first time. I rolled my eyes at my lame attempt to justify what had been nothing short of a sick few minutes. Maybe that would be it, just some weird random occurrence.
I frowned though at the thought of how even though I hadn't pictured anything pornographic with my mother, I kept coming back to how her lips had felt so close to mine and the weird rush I'd gotten with her breathing in my ear.
My thoughts were interrupted by my cell vibrating. Taking it from my pocket I saw it a text from my best friend Rick. "Hey, I'm out front, Joe's girl is over, can I hang awhile?"
Rolling my eyes, I texted back, "Little late to ask? I'll be right out."
Walking back through the house, I saw Rick's blue Toyota out front and going out onto the porch saw he was already sitting on the bench next to the door.
"Hey," I said, giving his shoulder a playful punch, "What's the matter, Susie getting on your nerves?"
"No, but listening to her and Joe fucking is getting to me, I'm getting to the point I'm swapping to my left hand for a thrill, so I don't need to hear that shit."
"I feel your pain!" I laughed as I started to sit down on his right, "I haven't gotten any since Jenny, I..."
"Hey, sit on my left, you're ruining my view."
I stood back up and turned to see him staring next door where Mom was still on the porch talking to Ginny. Mom had her back to us, but Ginny was facing us. She was wearing a tank top and shorts and not that I thought she was unattractive, but I had never really thought she was hot.
As I sat down on the other side of Rick, I said, "You're gawking at Ginny? Man you must be getting hard up!"
"Not her," he waved his hand, "The fucking hottie she's talking to!"
"You're kidding me right?" I rolled my eyes.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked, "Dude, look at that ass and those legs, shit, she bends over I'm going to..."
"Rick, that's my mom."
"Bullshit!"
"It is."
"Stop yanking my chain, I've known you since we were twelve and your mother doesn't have a...."
He trailed off and raising his hand gave a little wave. I turned back to see Mom was now facing us and was waving at Rick.
"Holy shit, where the hell has your old lady been hiding that?"
"Not sure, but I wish she'd put it back."
"My sister has a pair of shoes like that." He shook his head, "Only wears them to the club and doesn't usually come home when she does. Those shoes only say one thing."
"C'mon Rick, she's my mother."
"She's not mine." He laughed, "But seriously, she never dressed like that. What's up, she dating some younger guy and trying to look good?"
"No, it's..." I sighed, "A long story and you'll think it's stupid."
"Hey, we're best buds, you can tell me." He pointed at Mom, "Besides, I want to know what made her go from dressing like she was freakin Amish to someone from that show cougar town."
"Okay." I nodded, "Maybe it will help so I know it's not just me thinking she's a little nuts these days."
"Go for it." He winked, "I'll just um, you know, keep enjoying the view."
Ignoring his dig I began speaking softly, as if I were afraid mom would hear.
"Well you know my old man used the excuse that mom was a real prude to cheat on her."
"Yeah, no offense, but your dad is a real dick." "None taken, cause he is" I agreed. "Well mom thought maybe he had a point, and let's face it, like you said she looked like June Cleaver before. She also um..." I paused.
"She what?"
"Well not that I was asking, but she said she was pretty boring in bed too, her mom was one of those 'girls who like sex are sluts' types I guess."
"Not that I would say your dad was anything but the dick I said he was, but shit, imagine looking at that every night and not getting much?"
"Then jerk off!" I said with more heat then I meant too.
"Whoa," Rick put his hands up, I wasn't..."
"Yeah, sorry and honestly mom is better off, maybe now she can meet somebody who will be good to her."
"She's sure to find a lot of guys who want to be good to her dressed like that!"
"No, she'll find assholes looking for an easy piece. I mean, shit there has to be a happy medium."
"If she went that extreme with her clothes, I wonder what she would be like in the..." Rick trailed off when he saw me glaring at him. "Sorry, but you know I think she looks even hotter because of how she was before. So anyway... she decided to do a three sixty."
"Well yeah, but she said she couldn't. We were talking one night and I was the one that suggested she loosen up a little. Maybe dress a little more relaxed and try getting out to a club or those dating sites."
"She couldn't?" Rick frowned, "Looks like she did."
"I'm getting there. So anyway she said she just didn't feel comfortable and was getting upset. She ends up going to this seminar where some idiot hypnotist is selling these self hypnosis tapes to use at home."
"Hypnotism?"
"Yeah, some of the tapes are for quitting smoking, some for losing weight and my mother got one for losing inhibitions."
"Fucking thing worked!"
"It's in her head; that crap doesn't work. She's doing what she wants and using that as an excuse. She lies there every night in her room and listens to it. She tells me not to bother her because she's" I rolled my eyes, "Under hypnosis until the tape wakes her up and very susceptible."
"Susceptible, like you could tell her what to do?"
"I guess."
"Oh, man that would be great you could get her to..."
"Don't be disgusting!" I snapped "That's my mother."
I instantly regretted saying it, but as soon as he had made his comment I'd flashbacked to mom's near miss kiss and had wondered what a real one would feel like.
"Umm, yeah." He gave me a weird look, "I was going to say you could get her to let you use her car or get some money."
"Oh." I said, feeling like a moron.
"What the hell would make you think I was saying you'd make her do, something...dirty?"
"I don't know." I said, hoping I didn't sound as nervous as I felt. "The whole things got me upset; she's just shy of dressing like a slut."
"Does she seem happier?"
"Really happy." I sighed, "Like sickeningly happy."
"Then, dude, who cares? Let her be happy, what's the big deal?"
"I..."
"You worried you'll get your balls busted for having a hot mom?" he laughed, "There are worse things in life."
"I just don't want her to meet a d-bag."
"She was already married to one."
"Never thought of that." I told him. "I guess I'm just worried about her, that's why it's been on my mind. I don't want people to think bad about her, or say anything about how she's dressing."
"Yeah, well I'll never say anything bad about it," he let out a low whistle, "Front's looking just as good."
I started to reply, but saw mom had left Ginny's porch and was walking over. Even from across the yard I could see the top of her tits pushing up in the tight dress and she seemed to be swinging her hips more than usual.
I noticed she was staring at us and it dawned on me she knew Rick was looking and was getting a kick out of it. Mom reached the stairs and I was aware of Rick sitting up to try to get a better glance down her shirt.
I wanted to smack him, but mom had reached the top step and coming onto the porch gave him a huge smile, "Hey Rick, long time no see! How are you?"
"I'm good." Rick returned the smile, "You look really nice today Miss Hanson."
"Miss Hanson?" Mom shook her head as she stopped directly in front of Rick. "Come on hon, you're not a kid anymore, call me Pam."
"Um, okay Pam." Rick said, his eyes locked onto mom's chest which was even with his eyes as he sat on the bench.
"That's better," she told him, "But it really has been awhile and I missed you coming around!"
Mom leaned over and gave him a hug, practically shoving her tits in his face. Even though it was my mother, I couldn't hold back a smile at the look on Rick's face as he awkwardly returned the hug while his eyes all but fell out of his head staring down her dress.
Mom leaned back, but sliding her hands down his arms gave them a squeeze.
"You're certainly filling out Rick."
"Um, thanks," Still gawking at her breasts
"And you were always so handsome! Look at me on the porch with two good looking young studs, but one's my son and the other is like a son." She sighed, "Too bad, because..."
"Mom!" I exclaimed.
"What?" she asked, straightening up and finally removing her tits from Rick's face.
"That's a little much."
"Yes dad." She laughed.
"You seem pretty happy, Miss...I mean Pam." Rick said, "I'm glad to see you feeling better, you were pretty down for awhile."
"I was, and thank you."
"So," Rick looked over at me and winked, "What brought out this playful new side of you?"
"Playful? I like that!" Mom clapped her hands, "And I'm glad you asked! I went to this seminar and got this tape and...."
"Mom, please, he doesn't want to hear it."
"Sure I do!" Rick said, giving me a smirk.
"Don't be a jerk." I told him.
"He's not," Mom looked over at me, "You are. You mock it, but when I've asked you to listen to it with me you always say no."
"Because it's not real, mom, if you feel better its cause you want to." I pointed out.
"Right, I've always wanted too, but couldn't before. That CD helps me release all my inhibitions and whenever I listen to it, I feel like losing more."
"I want to listen to it." Rick said and I looked away before I smacked him right in front of my mother.
"Really?" Mom gave him a huge smile, "When?"
"I got time now," he shrugged,
"I...I thought we were going to catch a movie" I asked, giving his foot a kick.
"You got money?" he rolled his eyes, "I'm broke, you're broke, so since I have no plans, I'll listen right now."
"Great!" Mom said excitedly
"But, "Rick gave me a sly smile, "Only if Luke listens with us."
"C'mon honey," she leaned over and put her hands on my shoulders.
I paused as I was now confronted with the view Rick had and again found it hard to look away from the sight of her tits in the lace bra. Forcing my eyes to hers, I sighed, "Yeah, Okay."
"Yay!" she clapped her hands again and in that sickeningly cheery voice said, "Thank you Rick!"
"Anytime." He winked at me.
"Okay, I'll meet you in the living room in a couple of minutes, I have to get the CD from my room, I usually listen to it in bed."
Mom turned and walked over to the screen door and as she entered the house, I noticed Rick watching her the entire time.
"Shit," he said, "I wouldn't mind listening to it in her bedroom."
"Shut up jack ass," I told him as I stood up, "Let's go in and listen and don't be a jerk, okay?"
"You're a jerk remember?" he laughed, getting up as well.
"Yeah, so I heard." I walked over and opening the door held I open for him.
Walking past me he stopped and staring into my eyes, said, "You're getting sleepy...sleepy...Ow!"
He cried out as I punched him hard in the arm, and then with a laugh entered the house. With a sigh, I followed him in. Why did I have a feeling this wasn't going to turn out well?"
*****
"Okay, you guys ready?"Mom asked as she came back out into the living room.
"Yeah, I suppose, I..." I trailed off when I saw mom had changed out of her dress and was now wearing a plain black robe that was even shorter than the damn dress.
"I know I'm ready!" Rick exclaimed from where he sat in the recliner across from where I was on the couch.
"That's the spirit!" Mom laughed and walking past us went over to the stereo in the corner.
Knowing Rick would be too busy checking her out to pay attention to me, I stared at my mother's long legs as she crossed the room and looking down saw she was now barefoot as well. Her long brown hair was still down and again I found myself thinking, 'this is my mother?'
Mom bent over to put the cd in and my eyes bulged when I saw the tip of the cheeks of her ass when the robe lifted up. For a second I thought she wasn't wearing any underwear, but as she bent over a little further I caught a brief flash of red before she straightened up.
Taking the remote with her she walked around the room drawing the blinds to make it as dark as possible. When she went by me, I looked over and saw Rick looking at me. He shook his head and mouthed, "Goddamn!"
I knew I should have told him to shut up or to knock it off, but fact was, goddamn! Mom sat down on the love seat, and then turning sideways, swung her long legs onto it. There were an awful lot of those legs showing and I quickly lay back on the couch so I was now staring at the ceiling.
"Okay," Mom started speaking, "Before I turn this on, a couple of things. Obviously no talking and try to be as relaxed and open minded as possible, it won't work if you don't want it to. You guys ready?"
"Go for it." Rick said.
I mumbled the same and Mom thumbed the button. "Now close your eyes."
I did as she said and a moment later a voice so deep it sounded fake, began speaking.
"You're listening to this because you are not content with your life. There is something you want badly, but something deep within you is holding it back. By listening to me and letting yourself slip into a state of hypnosis, you can unlock those desires and when you awake be that much closer to achieving them."
I opened my eyes so I could roll them and turning my head, saw Rick was lying there, with his eyes closed and a serious look on his face. Really? I thought. Lifting my head, I saw mom was lying there with her hands folded on her stomach. Her eyes were closed and she was taking long deep breaths.
Her tits were rising and falling with each of those breaths and I noticed the robe had loosened when she had stretched out. I could see the inner half of her left tit and found I couldn't close my eyes. Instead they wandered down to her legs and took in the view of her upper thighs.
"Are you relaxed now?" The monotone voice continued; "Good, I will now speak the word release. That word not only signifies what you will be doing to whatever inhibits you from your desire, but the word that I will speak at the end of this session. Until you hear the word again, you will remain in your meditative state. This is why it is recommended to do this alone so no one can take advantage of your being open to suggestions."
"I could think of some suggestions to make right about now." Rick whispered.
Giving up on the session and needing to pull my eyes from my mother, I slid up to a sitting position and leaning over so I was close to Rick said, "For a minute I thought you were following this dumb thing."
"I tried for like five minutes." He replied softly, "Your mom looks like she's asleep though."
"No," I grunted, "She's just relaxed and in a suggestive state, remember?"
"Let's find out." Rick gave me a sly smile.
"What do you mean," I asked nervously.
Without answering Rick got up and walking quietly over to the stereo shut off the cd. I looked over at mom and saw she still had her eyes closed and was breathing deeply.
"Why did you do that?" I whispered.
"According to that goof, your mom will be open to suggestions until someone says the word, so let's see if this works or not."
"What are you going to do?"
"Ask her to open her robe and show me her..."
He stopped talking and backed away as standing up, I went to hit him.
"Kidding!" he said, putting his hands up.
I lowered my fist, and realizing he had spoken loudly looked over to see mom still lying there peacefully.
"Okay." I nodded, "But I'll try it. Hey mom?" I called out.
Mom opened her eyes and slowly turning her head to face me asked, "What is it Luke?"
She had spoken softly and her voice sounded thick as if she had just woken up,
"Hey, Rick and I wanted to go to a movie, but we're broke, can I borrow forty dollars?"
"No," she shook her head.
"You're doing it wrong." Rick said in my ear. "You're asking, you're supposed to tell her, that's what suggestible means."
"She's awake." I told him "Aren't you mom?"
"Yes." She said simply.
"She sounds weird." Rick insisted, "Try again, the right way."
"Fine. Mom, let me borrow forty dollars so Rick and I can go to the movies."
"Sure, let me get it."
Mom got off the couch and walked over to where her pocketbook was on the end table and removed her wallet. She was moving slowly, but her eyes seemed clear.
"Is this enough?" she asked as came over to us, two twenty dollar bills in her hand.
"She's screwing with us." I said, "She wouldn't say anything we didn't ask her about. Knock it off mom." I laughed, "Gigs up."
"Knock what off?" she looked confused; "You said you wanted money."
"Hey Pam," Rick said, "Luke's not borrowing the money you're just going to give it to him; you're not getting it back."
"Okay," she shrugged and pushed the money into my hand.
"Alright mom," I started to hand her the money back, "You can..."
"I want twenty for me too." Rick said.
"Sure, whatever you want." Mom replied and turning made her way back to her purse.
"Man, this does work on her, no way would she just hand us sixty bucks!"
"She'll take it back" I told him, "She is just messing around and..."
"Hey Pam, show me your underwear." He said.
"Rick!" I exclaimed, "Don't be a..."
I stopped when his eyes widened and he said, "Holy shit."
I spun around and my jaw dropped when I saw mom had reached behind her and lifted her robe up to expose her ass. She was wearing a skimpy red thong that was little more than a string between her cheeks. Those cheeks looked damn good and...." Damn good? What the hell was wrong with me?
"Still think she's playing?" Rick asked.
"Mom, knock it off, stop acting like that!" I snapped.
"Just doing what I was told." She said without turning around.
As she spoke my eyes were locked onto her amazing ass and even though I know it sounded stupid, I said, "She...she doesn't care because it's like wearing a bikini and..."
"My mom couldn't wear that bikini." Rick said, "But okay, think she's just thinking who cares if I see her thong? Pam, take your robe off."
I looked back and saw mom drop the robe back over her ass and bring her arms back to the front. A moment later I saw the ties to the robe drop to her sides and she started sliding the robe off. I watched as more of the smooth skin of her back was exposed and it dawned on me she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Pam, turn around." Rick said, an expectant look on his face.
Mom began to turn and just past her arm, I could see the swelling of her breast.
"Mom stop!" I shouted.
She froze and I added, "Turn back around and put your robe back on."
"Hot damn! Your mom was...ugh!"
Rick grunted when I slammed my elbow into his stomach and sat back down on the chair trying to catch his breath.
"Hey," he gasped, "What's wrong with...."
"You were going to have my mother show you her tits!" I hissed at him.
"Just seeing if she was kidding or not." He said as he managed to catch his breath.
"And you would have stopped her?" I asked skeptically.
"Well...." He grinned.
"Asshole." I muttered.
"Okay, I'll make it up to you, I found a few nasty pics of my sister she had on her computer, I'll show them to you."
"Whatever," I waved my hand at him, "Let's go to the movies, but I'm going to pay her back."
"What about my twenty?" he asked.
"Fuck your twenty. Let's get the hell out of here..."
"What about your mom?" he asked, pointing.
I followed his gaze to see mom still standing with her back to us. I was quickly struck by the image of her slowly sliding off her robe. I looked over at Rick and had a sudden urge to tell him to just take the money and go without me, that way I could...could what?
Ask my mother to strip for me? I had been seconds away from seeing her tits and now wondered what they looked like. Before my sick thoughts could continue, I blurted, "Mom go back and lay on the love seat."
Mom nodded and still moving slowly went back and as she stretched out on the loveseat, I sat on the couch and snapping my fingers to get Rick's attention, pointed at the recliner. He sat back down and not wanting to give myself any time to check out my mother and get anymore twisted thoughts, said, "Release."
Mom opened her eyes and sitting up, sighed, "Hmm, I feel sooo relaxed!" she purred. Looking at us, she asked, "Did you guys feel anything?"
"I felt..." Rick stopped when I shot him a look, when he continued he said, "I feel like a got a little closer to something I wanted!"
"Great!" mom gave him a big smile and clapped her hands. "What about you Luke? Was there anything you've been holding yourself back from, that you want to go out and get now?"
"Um, sort of." I said nervously.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I...I probably shouldn't say."
"Why not?" she prodded.
Because what I want is to see you naked, I thought, but aloud told her, "I think it would hold me back if I told someone and then they started asking me how I'm doing with it."
"Makes sense." She agreed, "Well, whatever it is, I hope you get it!"
****
I sat on the couch and looked at the clock. It was almost four which meant mom would be home soon. This morning she had asked me again if I had gotten anything out of the session and not wanting to disappoint her, said I did.
She then asked if I wanted to do it again with her. She knew I didn't have to work and with my finals over couldn't use studying for an excuse. Between seeing no way out of it and how excited she seemed, I agreed to it.
The problem was I didn't trust myself. Ever since Mom had not only flashed her ass, but had come close to stripping, I couldn't get it out of my head. Even when I was at the movies with Rick, my mind just kept replaying the visual of mom's absurdly fine ass and that robe almost hitting the floor.
When I got back home, mom was on the couch sleeping with the TV on. Not only were her legs stretched out, but she had her feet up on the arm and her robe had ridden up to the point I could see the curve of her ass.
I stood there staring and recalling how good her ass looked in that skimpy thong and my cock began to swell. I kept staring and my gaze made its way up to her chest, where the top of the robe had loosened and I good see most of her left breast. I had swallowed hard and with my cock throbbing in my pants had leaned over to get an even closer look.
I could just see the beginning of the pink skin around her nipple and had the insane desire to move her robe over just a little. The urge was so strong I had begun to reach out when mom moved her arm and I stood back so fast I almost tripped. I looked at her face and saw she hadn't woken up. I started to look away when my eyes found her lips and I remembered the near miss kiss she had given me.
Her lips were full, soft and as bad as it sounded, inviting. I wondered how it would be to kiss my mother. Would it be better than kissing any of the girls I had been with before? Would it be gross because at some point it would hit me how sick it was?
For that matter what would those lips feel like around my...I shook my head as if that would clear that last god awful thought. But it stayed there. Rick had once fooled around with a woman in her late thirties and he said she sucked cock like you only read about. Mom was a little older than that and sure as hell hadn't had any in awhile and I bet she would...
"No more." I whispered and forced myself to walk down the hall and into my bedroom.
I had tried to lie down, but my cock was still hard and at this point aching. Giving in I had slipped my shorts down grabbed my cock and jerked off, imagining what it would feel like to fondle my mother's amazing ass and what her tits would look like. I'd gone off in no time and even as I pumped the last of my load from my cock it dawned on me how sick I was.
Unfortunately I had been thinking even sicker thoughts today. It struck me that if Rick hadn't been there I might not have stopped mom from taking her robe off. I tried to convince myself, that it was Rick's fault she was doing it in the first place and he was responsible for these thoughts. Fact was I had been getting aroused by her out in front of the house and that little peck at the edge o my lips had put some strange things in my mind.
Mom hadn't remembered anything from yesterday to the point she had asked me this morning if I had seen any money laying around because she seemed to be short forty dollars. Between the fact she didn't remember what happened when she was in that state and Rick wouldn't be there, I could ask her to strip for me and no one would ever know. I'd spent all day telling myself I wouldn't do anything twisted, but knew deep down that wasn't the case.
I'd gotten so worried about it I'd called work to see if they needed me, but they didn't. I called Rick to see if I could hang out over there, but he was working. I tried three other friends and they either had plans with their girls or were working. No, I had nowhere to run and was going to have to control myself. I was jarred from my thoughts by the front door opening and mom coming in,
"Hey sweetie!" she smiled as she came over to the couch.
"Hey mom," I said as I took in my mother who was dressed in a one piece black dress that was as short as her skirt was yesterday.
Mom leaned over and kissed my cheek, and my eyes were again presented with her tits all but falling out of the low cut dress. I could see she was wearing a matching black bra. I dropped my eyes to see she was wearing another pair of fuck me heels and could already feel my cock stirring.
"You okay, honey?"
"Yeah," I nodded looking up so that our faces were inches apart.
"You sure, you're flushed."
Before I could respond, mom leaned forward and pressed her lips to my forehead. I let my eyes drop to her tits again and became aware of my cock fully hard between my legs. I was only wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of running shorts and a glance down at my crotch revealed my erection was pretty obvious. Mom moved he lips from my forehead and pressed them against my cheek.
Her long brown hair was tickling my arm and the scent of her perfume along with her tits in my line of sight told me my hard on was going nowhere soon and as she stood up, I dropped my hands in my lap.
"You're a little warm, you feeling okay?"
For a minute I saw my out, I could say I hadn't been feeling well all day and was tired. I could go upstairs and pretend to sleep and get out of listening to the cd. The next two nights I had to work and by then maybe she would forget about it.
I was starting to say I was sick when mom lifted her leg and placing her foot on the couch leaned over to undo the strap on her shoe. As she did her dress rode up and I was confronted with a view of her thigh and curve of her ass from the side.
"You up to the session Luke? If not we can always do it..."
"No," I blurted, "I really want to!"
"Good." Mom smiled at me as she switched feet to remove her other shoe, "I've been looking forward to it all day, have you?"
"Oh, yeah," I whispered as straightened up and turned to face me, "I can hardly wait."
"Well, then let's go listen to it." She laughed and walking over to the stereo removed the cd and stated walking down the hallway.
"Where are you going?"
"In my bedroom. They say to do it where you were most comfortable, but I wasn't letting Rick in my room." She laughed, "He's a nice kid, but I can tell he's a little pervert. Probably would try to tell me to take my clothes off or something."
"I...I don't think he would do that." I tried to laugh.
"Yeah, well I don't trust him," stopping at her door, she frowned, "You coming honey?"
"Sure," I nodded and standing up, quickly turned to the side so she wouldn't see the bulge in my pants, "Let me grab a chair, you have nowhere to sit in there."
"Don't bother; you can lie down next to me in my bed."
Oh, fuck me, I thought as un-tucking my shirt I pulled it down to cover my crotch, this was going to be trouble.
"Let's go," Mom rolled her eyes, "I can't wait to start!"
"Me either." I muttered as I began to walk down the hall my hands awkwardly clasped in front of my raging hard on.
*****
"You comfortable?" Mom asked beside me.
"Sure." I answered, well comfortable except for the fact my cock was semi hard and I was still keeping my hands over it.
"I'm not, hold on." Mom said, then sliding close enough that our shoulders were touching, she sighed, "That's better; I usually lay in the middle of the bed."
I didn't answer instead I looked down the length of our bodies to where Mom's long leg was pressing against mine. Her skin was smooth and warm and once again my cock was making itself known. I turned my head and saw mom looking at me. Our faces were not more than a foot apart and she smiled, "Thank you for doing this with me."
"No problem."
"Good, because I really feel like I'm getting closer and closer to exactly what I want."
"What do you want?"
I instantly wanted to smack myself as I had just given her an opening to tell me how badly she needed to go out and have fun or something inappropriate. Instead, and to my great relief, she winked, "You said not to tell or it might not work remember?"
"Oh, yeah." I laughed.
"Okay, just a sec." Mom leaned over and I heard a click and looking over saw she was lighting a couple of candles on the night stand.
"Isn't it supposed to be dark?"
"It's supposed to be relaxing and I love candles." She replied, "Here, there's a couple on your side."
Mom passed me the long plastic lighter we used for the grill and rolling over onto my side, I lit the two candles. Leaving the lighter on the table I returned to lying on my back.
"Okay, here we go," she said and reaching out, turned on the small CD player on her night stand.
I closed my eyes and barely listened to the lame voice going on about relaxing and suggestibility and whatever else it was rambling. Instead I tried to let my mind drift, telling myself to just chill and stay right there until the stupid thing ended.
More importantly, I tried not to think of mom next to me and what I had been picturing since last night. That was easier said than done with her leg up against mine. Nevertheless so far so good and even my erection was finally dwindling.
"Hmmm," Mom sighed next to me.
I opened my eyes at the sound as there seemed to be a little more to it than just a noise of contentment.
"Hmm, ohhh, that's nice." Mom purred less than a foot from my ear.
I jumped when her leg lifted and draped across mine. Moving carefully, I sat up and looked down at mom.
"Goddamn," I whispered at the sight before me.
Mom was breathing heavily, her tits rising and falling and her hips were rocking up and down. The leg she had draped over mine had straightened and as I watched, her toes curled and she released a long moan that caused me to look at her face. She was flushed red and her full lips were parted. Another moan came from those lips and my cock was once again in the notice me position.
"Oh, yes." Mom groaned as her hips started moving faster.
Her hands had been clasped across her stomach, but she slid her left down and to my surprise began pulling her dress up. I sat up further and watched as she hiked it up to her hips, exposing a lacey black thong. Her hand slid back down and rubbed her pussy through the lace.
"Yes, baby, hmmm, just like that!"
Her fingers moved faster and after a moment her other hand slid down and grabbing the thing started sliding it to the side.
"Mom stop!" I blurted out.
She paused, but started to pull at the thing again. Realizing the CD was still going, I leaned over her and shut it off. When I leaned back, I saw her hand had stopped moving and her breathing was slowing down.
"Mom, what were you thinking about?"
She didn't answer and remembering that yesterday I had to tell her what to do, rephrased it.
"Mom, tell me what you're thinking about."
"I'm thinking about what I want." She said softly.
"W...what do you want?"
"I want to get fucked," she said simply.
I swallowed nervously and was aware of my heart beating hard and my cock throbbing between my legs.
"I haven't since Bill left." She continued, "I need it so bad!"
"O...okay." I replied.
"But he was right, I used to be nervous and shy, now I want to be dirty, I want to suck and fuck and..."
"Mom stop." I said.
She stopped speaking and lay there staring up at the ceiling. I could feel the heat of her leg on mine and looking down at her still parted lips I licked my mine. Even as part of me said not to do it, the rest of me figured, what the hell it was just a kiss.
"Mom sit up for me."
Without speaking she did as I asked and when she was sitting up next to me, I asked, "Will you kiss me?"
"Of course," she leaned over and kissed my cheek.
"No, uh...will you kiss me on the lips?" "You're...." she looked confused, "You're my son, I shouldn't."
Shit! That made me feel good about this.
"Pretend I'm not." I told her. "Just um, pretend I'm some young guy who thinks you're hot you want to kiss."
"Young?" she repeated her brown eyes widening, "That's what I want, a nice good looking young man to fuck me."
"Fine, but right now, just kiss me."
Mom hesitated for a moment and I felt my stomach clench. She had spoken without being asked a question and I wondered if she was coming out of the trance. I was pulled from my thoughts, by her turning on the bed to face me. She placed her hand behind my head and I watched as she closed her eyes and parting those perfect lips leaned closer.
I cocked my head and parting my own lips kept my eyes open as her face closed in on mine. It had just dawned on me how pretty she really was when her soft lips pressed against mine. I gasped, then released a soft moan as those amazing lips began working gently back and forth and after a brief 'am I really doing this' moment, I returned the kiss.
Mom moaned in her throat and her fingers curled tightly in my hair. She kissed me harder and I had just started to return it just as hard when I felt her tongue slide out against my lips. I immediately opened my mouth and groaned when her tongue entered it and slid across my own. Getting caught up, I slipped my arms around her waist and drew her into me as our tongues danced across each other. Mom moaned into my mouth and I could feel her nipples pressing into my chest even through our clothing.
It occurred to me how much better it would feel if there was no clothing and after a brief hesitation, slid my lips from hers.
"That was nice," she breathed, "I don't want to stop."
"Mom, stand up."
She shrugged and sliding off the bed stood next to it. I took a deep breath and realizing I was starting to play a very dangerous and forbidden game, said softly, "Mom, take your dress off."
Without so much as a pause, Mom slid the straps from her shoulders and pushed the dress down to her waist.
"Stop." I said softly
She did as I asked and I took a moment to stare at her impressive tits in the black lace bra. I could see the darker skin of her nipples through the lace and could see them poking through the thin material.
"You like them, my sexy young lover?" she asked.
I almost asked her why she was speaking, when I remembered that I had told her to act as if I were someone else.
"Oh, yeah." I nodded, and then feeling my nervousness fading away said, "Turn around so I can see your ass when you take the dress off."
"Whatever you say, baby." Mom said with a wink.
She turned and grabbing the sides of her dress pushed it down to the floor. She bent over as she did and I felt my cock jump in my shorts at the sight of her perfect ass in her black thong. Like yesterday, the thong left the cheeks of her ass completely exposed. Unlike yesterday however, she didn't stay still, but shimmied back and forth as she stepped out of the dress.
"Goddamn, you have a nice ass." I told her.
"I'm glad you like it," she said as she straightened up. "Bet you'd like my tits even better,"
Still keeping her back to me she reached around and started unclasping her bra. When she finished she let it go and as the straps fell away I stared at her long brown hair lying against the smooth skin of her back.
Mom slid the straps down her shoulders and a second later playfully flipped the bra over her shoulder at me. It landed on the bed, but I paid it no mind. All I could think of, was I was seconds away from seeing my mother's bare tits.
I knew there were a lot of things wrong with that thought, but at this point I admittedly could care less. No matter what happened, mom would never remember this and no one else would know.
"You want to see them, baby?" she asked.
"Turn around." I said, my heart pounding in anticipation.
Mom turned and I frowned when I saw she had her hands over her tits. That frown turned into a smile when she released a little girl giggle and said, "Tell me what you want!"
"Mom, I want you to show me your tits."
"These?" She spread her fingers so I could see her hard pink nipples protruding through them and felt a wet sensation as my cock began to drip down my leg.
"A...all of them."
"Only if you come closer." She said, with a sexy smile that caused my heart to skip a beat.
I got to my knees on the bed and shuffled forward until I was kneeling on the edge of it. I looked down at Mom's nipples peeking out at me between her red tipped fingernails and said, "I want to see your tits."
"And you will, when you take your shirt off."
"I...you're supposed to listen to what I say," I told her, and immediately felt like an idiot.
"I..." Mom frowned, "But I'm supposed to release my inhibitions and take charge, that's what this dream is about!"
Dream? So mom did still think she was under and...It hit me that this was what mom was using the tape for, she wanted to be able to cut loose and fuck a...had she said young stud? Shit, I thought, my cock twitching again in my pants, Mom really wanted to be a cougar!
Mom was looking at me and seemed confused. Not wanting to do anything that might slow her up, or worse snap her out of her relaxed state, I quickly stripped my shirt off and tossed it on the floor.
"Ooh, look at you!" she whispered.
"Now let's look at you." I replied, my voice trembling with excitement.
"Tada!" Mom exclaimed as she released her tits and raised her hands over her head.
"Holy shit." I said softly.
Mom's tits were amazing! They were perfectly rounded and bigger than I had expected, but still sitting high and firm. Her pink nipples looked as hard as my aching cock felt.
"You like them?" she asked.
"I love them!"
"Then come love them!"
"Okay, I..."
My words were cut off by her reaching out and grabbing the back of my head, shoving my mouth down to her right tit. So much for telling her what to do, but there were worse things than having your face shoved into a gorgeous breast, even if it was your mother's. I eagerly opened my mouth and mom moaned loudly when I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth.
Her fingers dug hard into my scalp, but I barely noticed the pain as right now the only thing that mattered was that my tongue was swirling around mom's swollen nipple and she loved it!
"Yes!" she cried out, "That's it, suck that tit! Show me you want it!"
I started sucking harder on it and bringing my hands up, cupped her heavy tits and stroked her other nipple with my thumb.
"Oh, I like that!" she purred, "You know what you want don't you, baby?"
"Oh, yeah!" I said, while removing her nipple from my mouth and quickly going to the other.
"Good, because I know exactly what I want."
I gasped around her tit when I felt her grab my cock, through my shorts and give it a squeeze.
"Hmmm," she cooed, "Is that all for me?"
"Yes." I moaned around her pink nipple as she squeezed again and I felt my precum begin dripping down my leg.
"Bad boy, letting me play with your nice hard cock like this."
That caught my attention. Was she coming out of it? No, she would freak and knock me on my ass if she knew who I really was.
"Why is that bad?" I asked, looking up at her.
"Because it shouldn't still be hidden, it should be in my mouth not my hand!"
Before I could reply, mom put her hands on my shoulders and gave me a hard shove. I fell awkwardly onto my back, with my legs bent beneath me. Grabbing my ankles, mom yanked my legs out and let them drop so they were hanging off the bed. As soon as she let go of my legs, she reached down and started unsnapping my shorts and I was struck by what she had said,
"Y...your mouth?" I repeated.
"Hmm-mm" Mom nodded and unzipping my shorts, grabbed the sides of them, "Lift up." She told me. "I want that cock!"
I did as she asked and Mom all but ripped my shorts and underwear down to my ankles. My cock sprang free and I groaned when she grabbed it and squeezed harder than before. I moaned at the sensation of my mother's soft hand touching my now bare cock and watched dumbstruck as she dropped quickly to her knees.
She began slowly stroking my cock and running her tongue across her lips, whispered, "Look at this nice hard dripping cock! It's been a long time since I sucked one, especially one this..." she giggled, "Young."
She brought her other hand up between my legs and I released a pathetic sounding moan as she started caressing my balls while jerking me off. She was staring at my cock and there was a look of lust in her eyes that caused my cock to jump in her hand.
She licked her lips once more and as she lowered her head I thought, 'Holy shit, my mother was going to suck my cock!'
Mom slipped her tongue out and my hips jerked as it teased across the tip of my cock. She pulled her head back and my eyes widened at the sight of a trail of my pre cum dangling from it. Her brown eyes staring into mine she slurped the sticky fluid into her mouth and smacking her lips sighed, "Hmm, that's good, but I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth."
"In your..."
"In my mouth." She gave me a sultry smile that had my cock twitching in her hand again, "Every fucking drop. That way you'll be nice and relaxed and will be able to fuck me without cumming so fast."
"I'm going to fuck you?" I asked like an idiot.
"Yes, you are baby; you are going to fuck my needy little pussy." Leaning forward she pressed her tits against my thighs and asked, "Would you like to fuck me?"
"Yes!" I moaned as grabbing her tits, she wrapped them around my aching cock.
"But you want something else first don't you, baby?"
She punctuated that remark by starting to bounce up and down causing my cock to slide between her soft tits. Bending her head, she stuck her tongue out and again caught the head of my cock as it slipped up through her tits.
"Oh, oh, please don't tease me!" I whined, like the kid she was making me feel like.
"Tell me what you want," releasing my cock from between her tits, she caught it in her hand and leaning over, placed her mouth less than an inch away from it.
"I...want you to suck my cock!"
"Hmm, better than that." She laughed and gave my cock a quick flick of her tongue that caused me to whimper,
"Mom, please!"
"Mom?" she cocked her head at me, "You want your mother to suck your cock?"
"I..." oh, fuck! I blew it! My mind began to race to try to think of something to say, but mom laughed,
"You are a naughty boy! Is that what you want deep down inside? You want your mommy to blow you? You want to fuck your sexy mommy?"
"I..."
"I'll be your mommy." She smiled, "You're my young stud and I'm your hot mommy!" she sighed, "I love these dreams!"
Dreams? I was getting confused, but all that really mattered was my throbbing dick was being stroked by my mother and her luscious lips were inches from it.
"Now, go ahead," she continued, "No holding back, tell me what you want."
She punctuated her words, by ticking my balls with her fingernails and figuring I was already damned no matter what, said, firmly,
"Mom I want you to suck my cock."
"Yes, sir!" she giggled and with no further hesitation, took my cock deep into her mouth.
I moaned in pleasure at the incredible feeling of my mother's warm wet mouth, and then cried out when she opened wider and took me all the way down to the base of my shaft.
'Oh, fuck!" I groaned as her tongue slid out and began licking my balls.
"Hmmm" Mom moaned around my cock, before slowly working her way back up to the tip.
My eyes rolled back and I was breathing heavily at the feeling of Mom's soft tongue pressed against my shaft as she once again worked her way to the base. Her eyes opened and as she looked into mine she began shaking her head back and forth.
I gasped and my hips twitched, driving my cock deeper into her mouth and she moaned in approval. Mom removed my cock from her mouth, with a wet slurping sound and licked her lips.
"Damn, I've always wanted to suck like that, but never could." Smiling up at me she winked, "Then again I never had such a nice young cock to suck before." Pushing her lips into a pout she asked, "Can I suck it some more, baby?"
"You...you can suck it all you want." I told her.
She laughed, "Yeah? All I want? Well I want to suck it until you give me a nice big load in my mouth, how's that?"
"Oh, fuck yeah." I nodded
"Hmm, so naughty," she whispered as she stroked my cock, "Wanting to cum in mommy's mouth, that's okay though, because you're mommy's pretty bad too, know why?"
"Why?" I asked as she teased her tongue around the head of my cock.
"Because your mommy wants to suck her son's big beautiful cock."
Wait, was this part of her dream, was it supposed to be what I wanted to hear?
My thoughts were cut off when mom dipped her head down and began to lick my balls.
"Oh, that feels good!" I moaned as she began to stroke me faster while her soft wet tongue bathed my balls. "No...no one's ever done that." I added, and then felt stupid again.
"Well who knows how to take care of a boy, better than his mother?" she asked
"No one?" I managed to get out as she had now taken my balls in her mouth and begun to suck on them.
Mom released my balls and smiled, "Exactly, and I'm going to prove it by sucking you off, nice and hard."
Her words were barely out of her mouth when she replaced them with my cock. Once again I cried out as mom effortlessly took my dick down to my balls. This time however, there was no teasing. Instead she began bobbing her head in a quick steady rhythm, sliding her mouth back up to the tip, before taking me deep again.
I sat there moaning and whimpering as my eyes took in the sight of my mother giving me a blow job. Her eyes were open and I could see the pleasure in them as she eagerly devoured my hard flesh. I could feel her tongue caressing my cock and the sight and feel of her soft lips sliding up and down my shaft was amazing.
Unable to help it, my hips started rocking, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth. Mom was moaning each time she took me deep and I noticed she had adjusted the speed of her sucking to my movements.
Some of Mom's hair fell across her face and reaching out; I moved it to the side. Mom grabbed my wrist and placing my hand on top of her head, winked at me. Taking the hint, I started pushing and pulling on her hair, guiding her mouth up and down my cock. I sat up further so I could look down and saw she was moving her hips as well. That sent a thrill through me; she was getting worked up sucking me off!
I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my thighs and became aware of my legs beginning to shake. Mom wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and started slowly stroking as her mouth picked up speed. Her other hand was rubbing my balls and I my hips started moving faster. I as getting close to cumming and moaned,
"Oh please don't stop mom, please keep sucking, oh, just like that!" I was at a point I was whimpering, but didn't care; all that mattered was that I was seconds away from blowing a load in my mother's mouth.
Mom giggled around my cock and taking my cock deep once again shook her head, but this time she gave my balls a pretty good squeeze.
"Oh Mom!" I cried out as my cock exploded in her mouth.
Mom squealed delightedly in her throat and began bobbing her head faster and harder than before. My hand tightened, pulling her hair, but she didn't seem to mind. Instead she was moaning almost as loudly as I was as my cock squirted into her welcoming mouth.
Mom was stroking harder as well, causing my cock to spurt even harder. My hips were bucking, sending my load even deeper into her throat, but she continued to suck and moan happily as her son's balls emptied into her mouth.
When there was nothing left, I whimpered and moaned for her to stop. Mom slipped my cock out to the tip, and then gave it another hard suck. I cried out as she managed to get a couple of more drops from my leaking dick. Mom sat back on her knees and opening her mouth, showed me her cum coated tongue. Closing it, she made a show of swallowing, and then opened it again.
"All gone!" she laughed.
"Oh man." I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
"Well," Mom began as she stood up in front of me, "I think since your mommy took good care of you, you should return the favor don't you think?"
She had turned around and hooking the sides of her thong, worked it down her hips. She bent over to slide it down to her feet and I licked my lips at the sight of her smooth, pink and even from a distance, I could tell, very wet pussy winking out from between her thighs.
"Like the view?" she asked, as she playfully shook her perfect ass at me.
"Very much." I told her.
Mom stepped out of the thong and turning around walked over to the bed, pointing at the floor, she said, "I think we should switch positions, don't you?"
"Whatever you want!" I exclaimed, sliding off the bed so fast it hurt my knees when they hit the floor.
Not that I minded as with a sexy smile, Mom sat on the edge of the bed and spreading her legs open, reached down and spread her pussy open.
"Look at that," I shook my head as I stared at her long red nails sliding through her pink lips.
"Don't look at it, baby, lick it."
Her words were followed by her beckoning to me, and sliding over, I crawled between her legs.
"That's better," she smiled, "Now be a naughty boy and make mommy cum nice and hard that way my pussy will be even wetter when you fuck me."
Placing my trembling hands on her soft thighs, I leaned in and after briefly kissing the inside of her thigh, pressed my lips to her swollen clit.
"Hmm, that's one way to kiss your mother," Mom sighed.
I paused to take a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of my mother's pussy and sliding my lips down, slipped my tongue directly into her sopping wet box. Mom gasped as my tongue swirled around inside her and my eyes rolled back at the taste of her forbidden juices. Mom raised her legs and placing her soft feet on my shoulders, placed her hand in my hair, running her fingers through it as my tongue continued to probe her pussy.
"Hmm, how does your mommy taste?" she asked, "I hope you like it, because if you do a good job, I'll let you taste it again!"
Again? Well I had no doubt in my mind that me and mom would be listening to this tape together every night at this point and I would be getting more of Her pussy. Somewhere in the back of my head I realized that was a sick thought, but who cared?
No one would know, not even her. Removing my tongue from her delicious pussy, I began working it slowly through the soft wet folds of her hot moist flesh. Mom released a soft moan that caused my semi hard cock to twitch and sliding my hand up I eased two fingers into her pussy.
"Oh, look at you." She groaned, "What a good boy you are!"
I sighed into her lips at how hot wet and tight her pussy was. I began pumping my gingers slowly in and out; enjoying the sloppy wet sound they made plunging into her dripping snatch. My tongue reached her clit and after tracing a couple of slow circles around it, I eagerly sucked it into my mouth.
Mom cried out and lifted her hips, pushing her wet flesh into my face. She was still holding her pussy open and I could feel her fingers trembling alongside my cheek as I began sucking her clit in time with my thrusting fingers. Mom was moaning continuously and her hips were rocking up and down, helping to work my fingers in deeper.
"That's it baby," she purred, "Work that clit, make mommy come for you!"
I released her clit from my mouth and pressing my tongue against it, began licking it as hard and fast as I could. Mom gasped and I could feel her fingers tighten in my hair and her thighs were starting to shake. I began plunging my fingers in, going as hard as I dared as my tongue danced across her hard little button.
"Hmm, just like that." She moaned, "Oh, honey I've needed my pussy eaten like this for a long time, suck my clit nice and hard, baby!"
Once again, I took her clit into my mouth and as she asked started sucking hard enough to cause my lips to make loud wet smacking sounds as I released her clit only to suck it quickly back in. Mom's hips were grinding harder and faster and I felt her toes curl into my shoulders. She let go of my hair and I looked up to see she was cupping her tits and stroking her nipples with her thumbs.
"Right there!" She cried out, "Oh, baby please make your mommy cum the way she needs to! Please just keep...Oh!"
I flinched at the sound of mom releasing a long loud wail of pleasure. I looked up again to see she had thrown her head back and as I drove my fingers knuckle deep into her pussy, felt it tighten around them. Mom threw her head back and screamed so loudly I wondered if the neighbors could hear her. I started to slow my sucking, but mom clamped her thighs around my face, "Keep sucking!" she cried.
I did as she asked, keeping my fingers and tongue busy as she pumped her hips, grinding her quivering flesh into my face. I was getting a mouthful of her juice and loved every minute of it as she writhed and squealed, cumming from her son's eager tongue. Mom's hips lifted and her pussy tightened hard around my fingers. Mom cried out louder than before and her pussy convulsed, sending a warm sticky stream of fluid spraying out around my fingers and into my face.
"Oh, fuck." Mom moaned as her body relaxed and her legs dropped from my shoulders, "Oh, I came so fucking hard!"
I sat back on my knees wiping my face and unable to help it, began licking the back of my hand, trying to get every drop of her sweet nectar.
"I bet that cock is ready for your mommy's pussy, isn't it?"
I stood up so she could see my once again fully hard cock and lifting her legs, she placed her feet on my chest, licking her lips she said,
"Then what are you waiting for? Fuck your naughty mother!"
There was nothing even remotely resembling remorse at this point. Grabbing her ankles, I leaned forward and with one long hard thrust plunged my cock into the hottest, wettest, and sweetest pussy I had ever felt.
We both cried out in pleasure as we crossed the ultimate line and my cock began to thrust in and out of her amazing pussy. I looked down in awe at the sight of my long hard shaft disappearing into my mother's pink hole.
The lips of her pussy looked as good as the ones on her face as they clasped and sucked at my rock hard cock as I repeatedly drove into her.
"Oh, fuck!" she screamed, "Oh, that fucking cock feels good! Oh, you are so hard for your mother aren't you?"
"Yes," I moaned as I reared back and started fucking her even harder.
"That's right, fuck your mommy! Give it to her the way you've dreamed of! Love me the way you really want to love me!"
I wasn't sure what we were doing could be called love, but far be it from me to argue with my mother. I spread my arms out, spreading her legs as far as I could and squeezing her ankles hard, continued to hammer away at her sloppy wet pussy.
"Yes, baby, yes! Oh, honey this is how I've wanted to fuck for years!"
I moaned and moved my eyes to stare at her huge tits bouncing back and forth as I dove harder and harder into her. I let her ankles go and leaning over, captured her right nipple in my mouth and started sucking on it as I continued to fuck her.
Mom moaned and wrapping her legs around my waist started bucking her hips harder into me. She grabbed my head and pushed, shoving her tit deeper into my mouth.
"Hmm, suck that tit! Oh, you are such a good boy!" she cried, "And good boys get rewards, stand up, let me move!"
With a feeling of disappointment, I straightened and removed my cock from inside her. My disappointment was short lived however as Mom quickly rolled over on her hands and knees and pointing that amazing ass at me, said, "Now really fuck me!"
Again as wrong as this was, there was nothing in me that wanted to stop. Grabbing mom by the hips, I eased the head of my cock against her oozing twat and slammed it home.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Mom cried, "Oh, that's fucking deep!"
She wasn't kidding! I was pounding her so hard I could feel my balls slapping against her pussy. I was fucking her harder than when she was on her back and she was yelping with every hard thrust of my glistening cock. I shook my head to clear the wet from my eyes and took in the sight of her amazing body.
My cock looked incredible sliding in and out from between her thighs and ass cheeks and the smooth skin of her back was covered in sweat. Her long brown hair was sticking to it in places and on a whim I reached out. Grabbing her hair, I pulled it back lifting her head.
"Oh, look at you!" she called out, "Bad boy! But I fucking love it! Oh this is what I fucking needed!"
Holding her hair I started ramming her so hard our skin was slapping together and my hips were hitting her ass so hard I would probably have bruises tomorrow. In front of me mom was just about howling as I tore into her succulent pussy.
"Pullout!" she moaned, "I want to ride that cock!"
This time I wasn't disappointed in the least. I quickly hopped onto the bed and had barely gotten onto my back, when Mom swung her leg over my hips so she was straddling me. Reaching back, she grabbed my cock and guiding it to her pussy let her weight go.
We both yelped as she impaled herself on my pole and I cried out in surprise as bracing her hands on my chest, mom started driving her hips wildly up and down on me.
"Oh, fuck me!" I moaned as she began lifting higher and coming down harder.
"That's what I'm doing!" she said as she leaned over me, her hair hanging in her face and tickling my shoulders, "I'm fucking the shit out of you!"
She wasn't kidding! Mom was riding me like I was a bronco and coming down so hard on me I could feel the bed bouncing beneath me, causing me to spring up even harder into her. Mom leaned over further and sliding her arms underneath mine hugged me close to her.
I could feel her hot breath in my air and even better her hard nipples pressing into my chest. We were both sweating and the sensation of our hot sticky skin pressing together felt damn good, then again, what about this didn't?
"Put your arms around me and fuck me!" she moaned in my ear.
Wrapping my arms around her slender waist, I pinned her tighter against me and lifting my hips started driving my cock into her as hard as I could. Mom squealed in my ear and that sound along with the fact I'd been fucking her like an animal and how good her amazing pussy felt, caused me to gasp. I could feel the cum building up within me and as I continued to thrust away, I moaned in her ear, "Oh. Mom! I...I'm going to cum! I..."
"Go ahead baby," she whispered, "Cum for me, cum for mommy, I...."
Mom's words were cut off by my crying out loudly in her ear as my cock erupted inside of her.
"Oh, honey!" she moaned as cum squirted deep inside of her incredible pussy. "Oh, yes!"
I continued to pump, each thrust ending in another hot squirt of cum. Mom moaned and whimpered in my ear, small sounds of pleasure as her son continued to paint the inside of his mother's pussy. I stopped moving then whimpered myself as Mom took over, clamping her pussy, then releasing it, milking the last of my cum from my spent cock.
"Yes, baby, every drop, you give mommy every drop."
I moaned pathetically in her ear and she stopped moving. We lay there, covered and sweat and wrapped in each other's arms. As my heart started to slow down and I caught my breath, it occurred to me how good mom felt lying there on top of me, and not just sexually, it just felt good, like it was where I belonged. As if reading my mind, mom whispered, "You feel good baby, holding you is even better than the sex."
"You do feel good." I replied kissing her neck.
"I always thought that would be the best of both worlds, hot nasty sex, but with someone you trust and love so it's not really dirty, but fun and then lay like this and feel so at peace."
Mom was starting to talk a lot more and I felt the butterflies start up in my stomach. I looked over at the CD and was trying to figure out how to slip out of her grasp and start it up again. As Mom sighed and playfully nibbled on my ear lobe, I realized I would have to get her to shower then dress, otherwise how to explain her being sweaty and...having a pussy full of cum?
Mom, solved part of the problem. With a sigh and a sweet kiss on my lips, she rolled over on her back next to me.
'I don't know about you, but I'm sleepy," she looked over at me and smiled, "Want to nap with me?"
"Well, uh..."
"Tell you what," she said, reaching down and teasing her nails along my thigh. "How about we nap, then go take a nice hot shower together and you can fuck me while we're in there." She giggled, "Be all dirty while we get clean."
I paused wondering how long this could last. I wondered if she fell asleep within her trance how she would wake up. If she woke up as herself naked and next to her equally naked son there would be hell to pay.
"Is it such a bad offer, I can't get an answer?"
"No." I told her, "I was just..."
"Just...?" she gave me a strange smile.
"Just thinking maybe we could shower now."
"Now? You could get it up again? Hmm, youth and enthusiasm!"
"Uh...sure." I told her figuring if nothing else touching her wet soapy skin would get me hard again and then I could....
"Then what?" Mom rolled over on her side so she was looking at me, "You get me to blow dry my hair, put my dress back on and..." she winked, "Say release?"
"Release?" My eyes widened and my stomach sank. "Mom....I uh....want you too..."
"To what, forget all about how my son took advantage of his hypnotized mother and fucked her?"
"Mom I'm so sorry!" I blurted, "I...I don't know why I..."
"You did it because you wanted to," she traced her fingernails down my cheek. "And ask yourself this, if I didn't want to, would I?"
"I...well maybe if you were in a...."
"Luke please. You're right, that tape is stupid."
"It is?"
"Yes, but the seminar wasn't. It talked about realizing what you wanted, what you would most hold back from and to just let go and not hold back."
"And you wanted to have sex." I said nervously, "But not with me, I..."
"How do you know?" she gave me what seemed to be an equally nervous smile. "See Luke, this is all on me. I...I started thinking about you. I really wanted to enjoy sex, but once your dad hurt me, I was crushed and who could I trust not to hurt me?"
"I would never hurt you." I told her, putting my hand over hers. Then felt like an ass because I had no problem with taking advantage of her.
"I know and I had a dream you said that to me and we had amazing sex. I couldn't shake the dream and as bad as it sounds I started dressing slutty to see if you would look and you did. So I acted like the tape worked."
She laughed, "I even let your little pervert friend see my ass. Then tonight when you started asking me?" she smiled, "Honey you couldn't have made me happier."
"But, what we did..."
"Might be wrong, but it didn't feel that way!" she told me. "And know what? Just like I am sure you were thinking, who is going to know? We can have a lot of fun honey, a lot."
Sliding closer she caused me to gasp when she grabbed my cock. "Baby I have years to make up for. I know you're young and might find a girl you like and that's fine, but in the meantime how about you keep your mom nice and happy and let her be the little slut she wants to be?"
"I..."
"Well what do you say baby?" mom asked stroking my once again interested cock.
"I..." I looked down at her amazing tits with their hard pink nipples. I licked my lips then with a smile said,
"Mom, I want you to come fuck me in the shower."
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