“You could? Mom I…”
“Let me finish, because after this I don’t want to bring it up again, we just move forward okay?”
“Okay.” That could be good or bad, the way she had said that.
“So I put going to him out of my mind, figured something would pan out one of the banks. But what I couldn’t ignore was that I was a woman and… a lonely woman. I miss your dad, honey and he will always have a huge place in my heart, but I… needed something.”
“There’s plenty of guys who would be interested in you, mom, you’re beautiful and…”
“Ryan I know I’m a decent person and I am aware I’m attractive. I could have either gotten just laid from the club or I am sure could have found a decent man looking for someone to be good to. But every time I thought about… I couldn’t do it.”
“There were nights I went to the club horny as hell. All those guys looking at me, wanting me. I told myself a few times I would stay after my shift let someone buy me a few drinks and just have a good time. But I would always get nervous and leave.”
“I’m glad you did.”
“Me too. Then on the other end I had friends trying to fix me up, I looked at dating sites even put up a profile but I would never go out or reply to messages, just to… I don’t know, nervous. Your dad and I had been together since just after college so long with one man and such a sweet one.”
“But,” she gave me an embarrassed grin, “A little too sweet. Your dad was a gentleman even when I didn’t want him to be. The total opposite of Malcolm, your dad was… kind of a dud. A sweet lover, but not one to just… give me what I needed so I had a lot of years of pent up frustration and fantasies and it… it had been close to a year since we had done anything I needed it Ryan, so bad. But just couldn’t then…”
“Then I was doing what I’d been doing two or three times a night for months, watching porn and getting off and I ended up on one of those dumb step fantasies, but a decent one,,” she laughed, “One of Stone Cold productions Family Affairs movies. It had some acting and a story and the mother was alone and the son was trying to seduce her.”
“That was a movie though, they’re kind of well they’re fantasy.” I said feeling it’s what I should say even though I was having that fantasy right here and now as I stared longingly at my mother as she sat on my bed.
“True, but it got me thinking in ways I shouldn’t. I started looking at you differently, as a man, not a son. We’ve gotten so close and… and you take care of me, you’re sweet to me, you try to protect me, you’ve become the man of the house and I started wondering what you would be like as… as a man.”
“I started having dreams of you coming into my room and telling me you loved me and wanted me and we would make love and you would be amazing.”
“You… you could have said something.”
“Could I? Ryan before last night you wouldn’t have.”
“Well,” she was right I hadn’t had any thoughts like that until Uncle’s office and her seducing me last night
“No, well I know.” She smiled, “My son is a good man. Know how I know?”
“No.”
“Well once those thoughts were in my head, I couldn’t stop them. I wanted to. I was so disgusted with myself as a mother, but as a woman? I was lusting for you. I… I would watch those movies and wish it was you and I doing those things, crossing that line and… not just fucking like they did, but loving and… I started trying to get you to look at me.”
“You wanted me to look?”
“I did. I would keep my work outfits on to see if you would look at me as more than mom. I… I always asked you to rub my feet because I hoped maybe one night your hands would keep moving up my leg and…” she sighed,
“Ryan, every time you rubbed my feet I would go upstairs and play with myself in the shower, I would think of us on the couch, me finally just coming on to you. But I could never do that.” She shook her head, “God if you didn’t want me that could have ruined our relationship.”
“Mom, nothing would ever make me not love you.” I took her hand in mine, “Nothing.”
“You are a sweetheart.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “But I figured if I could entice you. But as I said you’re a good boy. Honey the other night when I was on the couch and opened my legs? I did that on purpose. I so wanted you to look! What did you do? You told me to fix my skirt.” She laughed, “I thought why the hell did I raise such a respectful kid?”
“Then when it got to where I had to approach Uncle and you came and sure enough he offered I saw it as an excuse. A way to not just save the house, but to have my time with you. To get what I needed and to maybe see if there would be an interest from you once we did what we had to.”
“So you weren’t faking anything?”
“No, and how do you think I got so carried away so easy talking dirty about us in his office? Because I’d thought about it, just like it was easy for me to just lose control and fuck like a damn animal today because I… I’d wanted you and this was my chance to show you how good it was how much fun I could be, how I would do anything for my son in hopes that you… look honey, I know I’m not just your mom, but I’m older and you have those cute young girls all over you at school and…”
“Hey.” I lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. “Mom, you’re the most beautiful, sexy woman I know. You’re not a girl, you’re a woman.” I winked “A hot cougar!”
“You say the sweetest thing!” she smiled, “But today… I thought what I wanted was that wild fuck, that throw caution to the wind and act like I was a slut from one of your uncle’s movies. I used his fantasy to get money and have a reason to try to… well to try to get you hooked. I wanted to be the best you ever had so you would want more.”
Mom took a deep breath and looking me in the eye asked softly, “Ryan, do you want more?”
“More?” I fought back a smile so she wouldn’t think I was making fun of her.
“Yes, more a lot more. Like all the time more.”
“You mean like we… we’re together?”
“Yes.” She nodded, “If… if you don’t want to, or you need time to think we can…”
Mom stopped talking when I leaned over, took her face in my hands and kissed her softly.
“I don’t have to think.” I said, “I… I want more of today and I want more of last night,” I smiled, “A lot of last night, you… you felt like you belonged with me.”
“Honey, we are going to take such good care of each other! But I have to say one more thing. Earlier I think I upset you at the hotel when I said, ‘this wasn’t what I wanted.'”
“A little.” I admitted, not that I cared at the moment.
“I didn’t mean it that way, see Ryan, as much as I needed that and as much as I enjoyed and… plan on enjoying it a lot more. That’s not how I would have wanted our first time.”
“No?”
“No, honey, how I wanted our first time was like this.”
Mom slipped her arms around my neck and kissed me gently. I moaned as her lips lightly teased across my lips and she drew me into her embrace. Unlike thro ugh kisses of earlier this one was slow, soft and sensual and as mom playfully flicked her tongue across my lips, I felt my body responding to her.
By the way her nipples were pressing into my chest through her thin robe mom was responding as well and I put my arms around her waist, hugging her tighter to me. Her fingers ran through my ear and sliding her lips from mine she lifted her head giving me access to the smooth skin of her neck. I eagerly kissed her there, sucking gently and enjoying her soft sigh of pleasure.
Mom slipped her hand between us and I groaned as she put her hand into my pants, encircling my cock with her slender fingers. She stroked it lightly while pulling the tie of her robe open to expose her breasts, I lowered my head and she purred as my lips found her nipple. She arched her back and held me close as I swirled my tongue around her pink flesh.
Mom pulled away from me and said, “Stand up.”
I stood at the foot of the bed and pulling my pants down, mom took my cock into her mouth and slowly bobbed her head. I fondled her tits as she sucked on me, rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her mouth still working up and down my shaft, she reached back and undid her ponytail letting her long hair flow forward and against my stomach.
Mom kissed the tip of my cock and slid back onto the bed until her head was resting on the pillows. With a sexy smile she opened her robe all the way to show she was wearing nothing beneath it and slowly spreading her legs, beckoned to me.
“Come love you mother, baby.”
I crawled onto the bed, up and between her legs and as she pulled me down into a long slow kiss, I slipped into her forbidden heat. Unlike earlier I entered her slowly, enjoying the feeling of her soft wet flesh spreading around me and she sighed in my ear when I was buried deep inside her. I moved my hips slowly, and putting her arms around my shoulders, mom whispered, “You feel so good, honey, so good!”
I kissed her neck and with a satisfied purr mom let her head fall back on the pillow allowing me access to her neck. I placed a trail of soft kisses up and down each side of her neck and she made a sexy little whimpering noise after each one. I was still pumping her slowly and rather than the tease I thought it would be, I found I was enjoying the sensation of feeling every inch each time I moved within.
Mom wrapped her legs around my waist and moved her hips in time with mine. I moaned in her ear at how incredible it felt to be engulfed by her welcoming heat as well as having our bodies entwined together. Her nipples were pressing into my chest and she was working her hips up and down each time I entered her, moaning as her clit rubbed against me.
“Yes,” she whispered, “Just like that, Ryan, make love to me, we have plenty of time for all the fun nasty stuff, but right now hmmm, I just want to love you.”
“I want to love you,” I said in her ear, “Every night in every way.”
“Oh, honey.” Mom moaned and moved her hips harder, “That feels so good! Just like that, just like that.”
Mom’s thighs were trembling against me and her breathing was becoming quicker. Her fingers dug into my shoulders and at the thought she was going to cum from my making love to her I became aware of my own body nearing its climax. I had to fight not tot thrust faster as my cock twitched inside of her seeking its release.
“Oh, a little more, Ryan.” She moaned, “I… oh, I want to come with you inside me, I… I want you to come inside me. Oh…”