“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” She resumed jerking me off, this time much faster than before. “But this cock is, isn’t it? Yes it is, nice and long and thick and hard and all for your mother, your sexy slutty mother who’s sitting here giving her son a hand job and wishing you were in my mouth.”
“Oh, fuck.” I moaned, my hips moving uncontrollably and my balls tightening as they prepared to explode.
“Hmm, you like that idea? You like picturing your slutty mother on her knees with your big dick in her mouth? Her son’s big dick?” She moaned and ran her tongue across her lips, “Suck it until you beg me to cum, no, not beg, until you tell me to make you cum. How would that be? Telling your slut mother to suck your fucking cock until you cum in my hot mouth? You…”
“Oh, fuck!” I called out as my cock erupted in my mother’s hand.
“Oh, yes!” Mom exclaimed as a long thick spurt of cum squirted from the tip of my cock and landed on her arm and thigh. “Look at all of that cum!”
She pumped me hard and fast and I moaned as my cock continued to spurt, spraying cum over the both of us. The last spurts trickled down my shaft and I gasped as she used it as lube and ket stroking me, smearing my cum into my hard shaft. When I thought I had nothing left, she squeezed my cock hard enough to cause me to groan as she managed to milk a couple of more drops from me.
“Wow.” She released my cock and looked down at her dripping hand and the strips of white sticky fluid on her arm and the top of her thigh. “That’s a lot of cum! Youth and enthusiasm.” She winked, “No wonder some of my friends like them young.”
“Oh my God.” I breathed, my heart pounding as I stared down at my now semi hard, but still oozing cock.
“Like that, baby?” Mom slid down the bed, her wet pussy leaving a trail down my leg, and standing up, looked around before grabbing one of my t-shirts from a chair next to my desk.
She wiped the cum from her hands and coming over to me caused me to gasp when she wrapped the soft shirt around my cock and wiped it off. She rubbed it across my balls and sighed dramatically, “Even in bed I guess I have to clean up after you.”
“Mom, I… I can’t believe we just…”
“Shhh.” She tossed the shirt in the basket in the corner and getting on the bed lay on her side next to me. “Its fine, baby, we… after tomorrow we will never talk about this okay?”
“I… I guess, but we still… what we did…”
“Was with love honey.” She kissed my cheek softly, “The act itself was… is wrong, but we did it for all the right reasons, that’s what counts and no one will ever know.”
“We… we didn’t have to tonight, though and…”
“Yes we did, honey.” She touched my cheek, “Roll over so I can look at you.”
I started to move and realized my cock was still hanging out. For some reason, probably because the heat of the moment was over, I felt embarrassed and blushed as I pulled my underwear up.
“You’re so sweet.” Mom laughed.
“I don’t feel sweet.” I looked away from her, “Sweet sons don’t let their mother give them a hand job.”
“And I suppose most would say good mothers don’t give them out.” For the first time since she entered the room, she’d lost that confident look and seemed to be trying not to get upset. “But most aren’t as desperate as I am. I’m sorry, Ryan.” She put her head down, but not before I saw her eyes filling up.
“Hey, mom, don’t cry.” I rolled onto my side and put my arm around her shoulder, “Please, don’t be upset, I mean, look I could have fought a lot more than I did, I… its my fault and..”
“No.” she raised her eyes to mine and my heart broke at the sight of the tears on her cheeks “It’s me, Ryan. Your Uncle… he… he’s right in a way.”
I knew what she meant, but didn’t want to admit it, and simply said, “I don’t think so.”
“No, he is. I’m your mother, Ryan, but I’m also an older woman who is attractive and I… I know how to use what I have. I’ve spent months shaking my ass for tips and playing the guys to get those tips. I… I seduced a young man tonight is what I did.”
“I came in here and took advantage of you and the reason you could not tell me know is the very reason you should say no, because I’m your mother. You were raised to obey me, no matter what.”
“No, this was different, Mom I should have said no and…”
“Ryan, we had to do this tonight. That’s why I came in here. Tomorrow couldn’t be the first time you saw me as a woman. It wouldn’t work with the pressure of him being there. Tonight was important for both us. For me so I know I can take the lead and… and make sure you can do what you need to and for you to see that… that wrong as it is, we can do this and it feels good. That we can forget to a degree who we are and just… enjoy.”
“Mom, can I ask you a question?”
“Ryan, you just had your hand in my pussy I think you can ask pretty much anything at this point.”
“Were you…” I paused, then figured, she was right, what would a simple question mean at this point? “Were you really as into it as you were acting or was it, you know, just an act?”
“I…” She lowered her eyes, “The dirty talk was pretty much an act, it’s what he wants to hear tomorrow, but… I… I liked you touching me and I liked making you feel good.” She gave me a rueful smile, “I don’t think you could have been pretending, things don’t work if you’re not turned on.”
I blushed again, “Sorry, mom. I… you’re right about him having a point it was… kind of… sexy.”
“Good.” She said, then added quickly, “Good for tomorrow I mean. If we get through it we’re in the clear baby.”
“I know. So…” I had to know, “You didn’t fake… what happened?”
“You mean did I really come?” To my surprise, it was her turn to blush, “That wasn’t an act. I thought I was going to have to, but… it has been a long time Ryan, dad’s been gone for a few months and he was very sick for months before that. I… wasn’t faking; it was nice to be touched.” She ran her hand along my cheek, “Especially by someone who cares about me, even though it’s not that way.”
“Well…”
“Ryan, let’s drop this for now and I’ll make a deal. After tomorrow if you want to talk about what we did to just get it out of our minds, fine, but right now that’s not what I want. We proved we can let nature take its course,” she laughed, “Or the unnatural. So how about we just go to sleep?”
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“I want to stay here.” Moms said, softly, “Is that okay?”
“You… you want to sleep with me?”
“Yes.” She nodded, “We were very… dirty just now and I want to, I just want to be close to you after that, it will make me feel better.”
“Sure.” I kissed her cheek, “Just don’t hog the blankets okay?”
“That won’t be a problem.” She said pushing my shoulder and causing me to roll over on my back, “I plan on being very close to you.”
Mom stayed on her side, but slid over against me and put her arms around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder. “This okay?”
“Um… yeah.” I answered, putting my arm around her shoulders and holding her close to me, “It feels good.”
“It does.” She sighed, her breath hot on my chest, “Been awhile since someone’s held me. I miss it. Good night, honey.”
“Good night mom.” I kissed the top of her head and closing my eyes tried to fall asleep.
My mind wouldn’t stop racing; replaying the taboo encounter I had just shared with my mother and wondering what tomorrow would bring. Apparently mom had no trouble falling asleep as within minutes she was breathing deeply and her body had relaxed into mine. Her hair was in my face and Inhaled deeply, enjoying the smell of her strawberry shampoo. She felt good against me and I squeezed her tighter.
Mom made a happy little cooing sound that made me smile, and then draped her bare leg over mine. My smile disappeared at the feeling of her warm leg. She had drawn closer to me and I felt the heat between her legs against the side of my thigh. She was still wet and to my chagrin my cock stirred beneath the sheet. I became aware of her breasts pressing against me and wondered what they looked like, on that note, what her pussy looked like.
The thought I would see all that and more tomorrow caused my cock to continue to grow. Despite how wrong tomorrow was going to be I found myself thinking more in terms of what it was going to be like to be even dirtier with my mother than we had been tonight.
“Sick fuck.” I whispered into the darkness. “What the hell was wrong with me? Mom was doing what she had to and I was along for the ride. After tomorrow things would go back to normal, no, better than normal, because that money was going to get her out of the club and take a lot of worry from her. After the one time we would do the best we could to forget this sick situation.
Mom’s hair was tickling my cheek and turning my head, I rubbed at my face. My hand stopped when I caught a whiff of mom’s pussy on my fingers. I held my fingers under my nose and feeling like a pig, but unable to stop myself, “I took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet forbidden scent. My cock jumped and figuring things couldn’t get any sicker, I slipped my fingers into my mouth and sucked on them.
I sighed and held them in my mouth, savoring the taste of her pussy and laying there, with my mother’s body pressed against mine, I found myself recalling Uncle’s story about how badly he wanted his mother. Suddenly I had a hard time thinking he was sick as I had said he was.