It was two years ago that Hailey graduated and left, moving away into her own apartment two hours away. Now, my own graduation was looming. After Hailey left, I had very little contact with her. It was difficult to go and visit her and every time she came home, we didn't have any time alone. I would have gone crazy had I not had my mom, too. She was available a lot and we had sex a couple times a week. I was learning so many things.
I graduated last weekend and, now, it was Wednesday, just days before I was supposed to move into my own apartment. I'd already started packing up most of my stuff, keeping the boxes in the garage until Saturday, when we'd get the truck. My new apartment and job was about four hours away, north of my parents.
It was going to be a really good job, with great pay for a first real job. I was excited to get started. But I was also apprehensive... I was going to have to leave my mom. It was a sad time for both of us.
Rascal, our little eight-year-old mutt, was sitting on the bed, just watching me. I had the feeling he knew I was moving away and just wanted to spend those last few hours with me. I pet his head lovingly.
"I know, boy. I'm going to miss you, too," I said. He quickly rolled over and demanded that I rub his belly, which, as always, I did, to his enjoyment. "You know I can't keep doing this, right. I have to pack sometime," I laughed.
*****
It was about two in the afternoon and I decided to take a little break from packing. I wandered down to the living room and heard my Mom on the phone, apparently talking to my Dad. She was sitting on the couch, so I knelt in front of her and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Not now," she said, a little too loud, pushing my hands away. "Sorry," she said to my Dad, "it was just the dog. He wants to go out," she looked at me accusingly. "You know how he's always demanding my attention.... Ok... Well, everything's prepared and I made the reservation... See you soon... Love you, too. Bye."
She hung up the phone and set it on the end table. I stayed kneeling on the floor, my hands stroking her legs as I kissed her knees.
"What were you thinking? I was on the phone with your father."
"What, a son can't hug his mom?" I said, smiling.
"Vince," she said, shaking her head. "If we're not careful, he's going to find out."
"If he's not here, he can't find out," I reasoned.
"What about the time you touched me in the swimming pool? We could have been caught, right then and there."
I smiled. "I just... I saw the outline of your perfect pussy through your bikini and I couldn't help myself." My hands stroked her inner thighs, just barely sliding under her shorts, and felt the warm, tender flesh.
She laughed softly, shaking her head.
"Don't you remember how my fingers felt inside you while you tried to look normal?" I asked, sliding my fingers up and just barely touching her outer labia.
She closed her eyes for a moment as she felt the pleasure of my touch. "Baby, you shouldn't talk dirty to me like that any more."
"Come on. You used to like it."
"I still do like it... but you're moving out and I just don't want your father to find out about us. We've been so careful so far."
"He won't find out. He hasn't yet." I smiled up at her, I really wanted her. "Don't you want to see how hard you make me? I mean, my God, you get more beautiful every damn day. How can I ever keep my hands off you?"
"We... can't...," she said slowly. "You know... things between your father and I haven't been good for a long time now. Honestly, I thought they would get better, but... we've been struggling."
"I see the way you look at Dad, the way you never hold his hand," I said. "The way you kiss him. I know what love looks like. If you really loved Dad, you'd want to be by him... always."
"I do love your father," she said, almost sounding as if she wasn't sure herself. It was as if she felt she was required to say it.
"You love Dad like I love him. Like a good friend."
"Maybe you're right," she said softly, stroking my head with her hand, her fingers sliding through my hair. "Maybe... maybe I'm not in love with your father as much as I should be."
"So, what are you going to do about it?" I asked, challenging her. I wasn't sure I wanted her to love him.
"Well, I'm going to work on it," she said. "We just need to make time for each other."
"Love shouldn't have to take work."
"Baby, I'm trying to tell you that I want to be a better wife," she said. "Your father is a good man... very caring. And I need to work on our relationship so that I'm the wife he deserves."
"I'm jealous," I said. "He has what I want. I want you to be mine. And don't tell me you don't want me, too."
"Baby, I want... not... to want you," she said. "It's wrong what we've been doing and... maybe I just need to change. And... I know... it's over between us. I was just a fill-in until you grew up and found a girlfriend."
I shook my head. "You were never a fill-in to me. I love you and always will. It's just... it's time I got my own place. And I know it's far away."
"I know, I know," she said, shaking her head. "We just need to go back to being mom and son."
"I don't want to. That's not what I'm saying."
"Why don't you invite a girl over for dinner on Friday? Your father would like that."
"Dad would like that? Why would he even care?" I said. After Hailey moved out, he had no idea what was going on between my Mom and me. "Look, I'll find a girl some day, I'm just not interested right now."
"You're moving soon," she said sadly. "We should just rip the bandaid off now."
"I don't want to," I said, sitting up on my knees in front of her. "When I move out, either I'll visit you or you can visit me. I just can't live without you Mom. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."
I lay forward, putting my weight on her body, and kissed her. She held my head in her hands, cradling it. Then she suddenly broke the kiss.
"Stop," she said. "It's hard enough as it is."
"Are you breaking up with me?" I asked. I couldn't understand why she was pushing me away so hard.
"No, I'm not breaking up with you," she laughed softly. "I love you, baby. And I'll always be your mommy."
"I'd rather you were my lover," I said. "You could come and live with me...."
"Baby, that's not how this works," she said, talking to me as if I was acting silly for even suggesting it. "Things just need to go back the way they were... before."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not mad," she said. "I just need time... and space. Look, I'm going to go lay down for a while... alone." She said 'alone' as if she knew I would want to go and lay with her. She was denying me that pleasure.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes... please," she said.
I stood and helped her stand. Then watched her walk up the stairs to her bedroom.
*****
An hour later, I'd grabbed a glass of water and carried it up the stairs to her bedroom. When I opened the door, she was laying on her bed, reading a book, wearing a colorful, flowery, satin robe.
"Knock, knock," I said, stepping into her room. "I just thought I'd bring you a glass of water. I'm really sorry how all this is going down."
"Yeah, me, too."
I handed her the glass and when I turned to leave, she stopped me.
"Wait... why don't you come lay with me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Just lay with me... nothing else."
"Ok." I lay in the bed behind her, and put my hand on her shoulder. I slowly massaged her shoulder and upper arm, then slowly slid down her arm to touch and squeeze her hip, thigh, and ass.
She just moaned, softly, not stopping my advances. I slid my hand under her arm and moved up and squeezed her breast over her robe.
"I... we shouldn't... you should leave now," she said, changing her mind about me laying with her as she put her hand on mine. Her hand covered mine, but she did nothing to stop me. I swirled my fingertips over her nipple, feeling it hardening beneath me.
"Just a few more minutes."
I leaned forward and kissed her neck and shoulder, then slid up and kissed and licked her ear. She shivered and moaned beneath me.
Slowly, I opened her robe and exposed her breast to my hand and gently squeezed it. My whole hand slid up her breast squeezing it and ending the squeeze by squeezing and pulling her nipple. I could feel her writhing beneath me.
I slid my hand down from her breast, over her abdomen and towards her pussy.
"Stop," she said and suddenly sat up, breaking contact with me.
I sat up beside her. "I thought you liked it when I touched you like that."
"I do... we just... we have to stop," she said. "I need you to just go back and be my son. If anyone finds out what we've been doing the last several years, our lives will be ruined. Do you understand that?"
"I don't care... we'll still have each other," I said, not understanding why she was rejecting me. I thought for sure that she'd leave Dad and come live with me. It only made sense. "That's what counts."
"I know you don't understand," she said. "You're young and you have your life ahead of you. But I've lived paycheck-to-paycheck and I've almost been homeless before. If your father finds out, he'll take everything."
"This is about more than just money."
"Yes it is," she said, taking my hand between hers and stroking it. "But, believe me, you'll think differently about us in a year or two."
"No, I won't. I'll love you forever."
"And I'll love you, too, baby," she said quickly. "That'll never change. It's not that. It's just... we'll just behave differently. You're going to find a young girl your own age that will make you happy."
I shook my head. "But you're the one I want, the one that makes me happy."
She smiled as if I was acting childish. "If only things were different..." She turned and kissed me, her hand cradling my head again. She smiled and patted my head as I kissed her neck again.
"Please, just one more time?" I begged, sliding my hand down and over her breast again.
"I don't think that's a good idea." She squirmed a little in my arms as I started kissing her neck.
"I just want to remember how you look and what you feel like when you cum."
She moaned, obviously affected by my kisses and touch. "Don't you have enough memories after three years?"
"Please?" I begged. She turned towards me and looked at me. "Maybe... just one more kiss. And then, I promise I'll leave you alone and I'll go back to just being your son."
"Just a peck..."
"Just... an innocent kiss... a last taste."
"But this is the last time," she said. "Right?"
"Hopefully not, but I guess it better be good then," I said, smiling.
She smiled. "Better than good."
We both leaned forward and kissed, softly at first, then more and more passionately, our tongues twisting into the others mouth. I slowly pushed her to her back as I continued kissing her. My hand opened her robe a little and slid over her hot, soft skin, sliding over her stomach and down to her panty-covered pussy. Slowly I teased her pussy through her panties as I kissed her.
She whimpered as I pulled her panties aside and fingered her, with one, then two fingers, teasing her clit and labia. My fingers circled her hole, letting her feel every touch, teasing her as I felt her pussy juices flow.
She moaned softly, panting into my kisses. I opened her robe more and squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers.
She moaned as I bent over and licked her nipple while still teasing her clit. "You're so wet," I said. "You're making me so fucking hard. You look so good lying there. Can I fuck you, Mom?"
"Yes... please," she begged me. She was breathing harder getting more and more excited.
"I'm going to take my time with you, first, and please your whole body," I said. I rose to my knees and sucked on her nipple, squeezing her breast to make it pop out for my lips. I was going to show her everything she taught me.
"Yes, baby, I love your lips on me," she moaned. "Oh my God... your touch. What are you doing to me?"
"Just lay back," I said as I crawled over her leg and lay between them. I could smell her excitement. "I want to see those perfect pussy lips I love so much." I slid my finger up and down her swollen labia over her panties and flicked across her clit.
"Oh my God... what are you doing to me?"
I leaned forward and lightly licked her labia through her panties, nibbling on them lightly and then pushing my tongue between them. "Just teasing you... like you tease me..."
"I want you... so bad," she hissed, her body already needing an orgasm.
"What do you need?" I asked, teasing her. "You need to feel my lips on your lips?" I kissed around her pussy, over her panties still.
"God yes... Please," she begged.
I loved getting her so excited that she begged me to let her cum. I hooked my fingers in the gusset of her panties and pulled them aside, exposing the swollen, wet, delicious flesh beneath. "Look at that wet... pretty... pussy."
"God... please," she begged, looked down at me, watching me. She loved watching me lick her pussy. She liked watching my tongue slither and swipe across her clit, especially when either my, or her, fingers were pulling the flesh back and exposing that very sensitive nub.
"Do you want me to just lick it?" I asked, kissing her clit directly.
"Yes," she panted quickly. The teasing was getting to be just a little too much for her.
"Mmmm... let me take care of you." I pushed her legs further apart as my mouth covered her pussy and I began both licking and sucking, just as I knew she enjoyed. She'd shown me time and time again, just how to lick her clit from beneath, just how to lay my tongue over it and let it bathe in the warmth as she ground into my mouth. She showed me just how to suck her labia into my mouth, pulling and nibbling on them until she was writhing with need.
And I used everything she taught me.
"Yes," she moaned loudly, bringing one hand down to caress my head while I brought a hand up to pinch and tease her nipple.
"So wet," I whispered.
"Oh my God," she panted. "Fuck... oh yes."
"My hot, little tongue..."
"God I need you... please," she moaned, her hips rising high to push into my mouth. "Never stop... God, I've missed you."
"Nothing feels as good as this," I said as I flicked up under her clit with the tip of my tongue. "God I love the way you taste."
"That perfect... tongue," she whispered loudly, panting with need. "And sweetest mouth... is so good. Fuck! You make me so crazy!" she practically yelled. "Oh yes... that feels so amazing."
"You're so delicious... with such a sweet pussy." I slid first one, then two fingers inside her, curling them and playing with her A-spot, that delicious little bundle of nerves at the back of her pussy.
"Oh, fuck!" she yelled, grabbing my head with both her hands now, pulling my mouth into her pussy. "It's yours... it's all yours! God you drive me crazy!"
I grabbed under her hips, holding her more tightly, guaranteeing that she wouldn't be able to push me away as she came... guaranteeing that I was going to take her to the absolute peak of her pleasure.
She was panting, writhing on the bed, her hands now grabbing and squeezing her tits, clawing at her thighs. Every part of her was shaking uncontrollably.
"Yes! Fuck! I can't...," she panted, barely able to speak. "I'm cumming... oh my God... Yes! Oh!"
I could feel her pussy contracting again and again as she came. It felt so wonderful to have her thighs clamp tight on my head. Her body was begging to be mine, even if her brain wouldn't let that happen.
I finally released her, my face coated with her juices, and slid up beside her to kiss her.
"Oh my God... you're so good to me," she whispered as she licked and kissed her juices off my lips.
On Friday night, my Mom and Dad took me out to dinner at a fancy restaurant, celebrating my move and my first big job. All the boxes were packed and we had the moving truck reserved for pickup in the morning.
Both of them were going to go with me, and Hailey, too, spending the night there before coming back, since it was a four-hour drive. I definitely appreciated that. There were so many boxes to move into and out of the truck, it would take me forever to unload without help. And... it gave me a little longer with my Mom. I was going to miss her terribly.
Hailey had to work on Friday, so she was coming in late. I figured I wouldn't see her until we left on Saturday.
We drove to the restaurant together, as a family, with me sitting in the back seat. I watched the interaction between my Mom and Dad and, while they were married, it felt like they barely even acknowledged each other any more. They seemed so distant from each other.
Dad and I were wearing suits and ties and Mom was wearing her favorite burgundy dress. The maître d sat us at a table where I sat opposite of my Mom.
We all had wine and dinner was really good... horribly expensive, but good. And all the while Dad never knew that Mom's foot was stroking my leg under the table, teasing me, her toes grabbing and stroking my cock over my pants.
At the end of the night, we went to bed early, knowing that it was going to be a big day tomorrow.
*****
I was awakened at 3:00am, feeling a weight settle onto my bed between my legs, the sheet pulled off me, and a hand slide over my cock, slowly stroking it. I reached over and turned on the small lamp that sat on my nightstand.
My Mom was laying between my legs, naked, kissing and stroking my cock. She slid her lips over it and slid it over her face.
"You want to taste it?" I asked softly.
"Oh yes... my precious, big boy," she said. I could feel her hot breath on my shaft. She was teasing me so well. "You want me to wrap my lips around it? I know just how to use my tongue... and my lips... to wrap around your cock and just... suck."
"Yes, mommy... yes," I moaned.
"Oh, you're so good," she whispered, sliding her hand up and down my shaft. "You're so hard for me. I want to put it in my mouth. I do. Just not yet. I want to play with you first. But I might not be able to resist for long. It's so hard to resist. I'm sure it's harder for you, though. Isn't it?"
"Fuck... yes it is. You're such a tease," I groaned.
"But the more I edge you, the more explosive your climax will be. I wish I could have woke you up every single morning like this. How bad do you want me to put it in my mouth? How bad? 'Cause I can barely stand it now. It's so hard... and sensitive. Maybe just one lick will satisfy me."
She licked the length of my cock from my balls all the way to the tip, making me groan.
When she reached the top and her tongue left me, she looked at the head for a moment, slowly stroking my shaft below.
"Maybe another," she said, and repeated the process. This time, though, when she reached the head, she swirled her tongue over it, flicking the tip of her tongue just under the head. Then she kissed it.
"Oh... my mouth is so close," she giggled. "So close." She kept kissing and licking just the head, teasing me. "I love the head of your cock... it's just so... perfect. So... sensitive."
She slid he head into her mouth and sucked on it for a moment, then slid my shaft deeper and deeper into her mouth.
"My mouth likes making love to your cock. We can take it slow... and cherish it. We can really take our time... so I can really enjoy you."
Suddenly she pushed me all the way into her mouth, deepthroating me, and held me there as she swallowed a little, giving my cock such an incredible amount of pleasure..
She looked so beautiful looking up at me... her lips stretched by my cock as she pushed it deep into her mouth again and again. Every time she rose to the tip, she moaned as if she felt the pleasure herself. Then she sat back, slowly stroking my shaft as she gazed at it longingly. She wanted it... she needed it... she loved every inch of it.
Her big, blue eyes watched me, watched the pleasure she was giving me as it crossed my face again and again. She made me groan, made my eyes partially close and her wonderful mouth and hands made me pant excitedly.
She pulled her hair back every time it fell into her face, pushing it back behind her ear, making sure it didn't impede her... and making sure nothing kept me from watching her. She wanted me to see her, she wanted me to watch my cock stretch her lips like this.
"You wanted my mouth, you got my mouth. It's completely yours. And tonight, I'm completely yours," she said softly. She whimpered as she sucked on me, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth again and again.
"I wish I could keep you in my mouth forever," she whispered. "I want to keep you right on the edge... for as long as I can... for as long as you can take it. 'Cause I love you like this... needing me to give you relief... needing me to make you cum. Mmm."
"God, I'm going to miss your mouth mommy," I moaned softly. My cock was so hard and I really needed to cum.
She smiled. "I wanna swallow your whole dick baby and make you feel so good." She slid me deep inside her mouth again, letting it slide to the back of her throat.
"Oh... fuck... Oh my God!" I moaned loudly. I grabbed the sheet in my fists, wondering how much more teasing she'd inflict on me before letting me cum.
"Fuck! You taste so good," she whispered, smiling up at me. "But I want you to fuck me. I want you to stick this monster inside me."
"Yes," I said excitedly. "That's what I want!"
She slid her mouth off me and slowly stroked me as I rose to my knees. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down, sliding between her legs.
"I want you fuck me son," she whimpered excitedly, pulling her knees back to give me access to her wonderfully wet center. "Please... fuck me."
I slid the head of my cock through her very wet and swollen pussy, circling it around her clit for a moment. "I want to hear you beg for it," I teased.
"More... more... please!" she begged. I pushed my cock into her, slowly, letting it stretch her pussy as every inch jammed inside her. "Yes... yes... that's right son. More."
I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, teasing her nipples. "Yes... that's right. That's a good girl."
"Oh... listen to you," she giggled slightly. "You know just what mommy wants huh?"
"I know... exactly... what mommy wants," I said as I began long, slow strokes in and out of her pussy.
"Yes... oh yes, yes, you do," she panted. "Oh fuck, I needed this... your dick feels so good in mommy's pussy. You like mommy's pussy?"
"Yeah... your pussy is so good, mommy. I love fucking you."
"Yeah?" she smiled and closed her eyes as my cock slid deep inside yet again. "Oh, keep fucking me just like that. You know how I like it."
"Oh yes! Oh, God yes! I like it as much as you do," I panted.
"It's so fucking deep, baby. You make mommy feel so good," she whispered. "Oh, look at me while you fuck my pussy. Yes... like that... such a good boy. I love my good boy. Does that feel good? Does mommy fuck you the best? Tell me you want me to cum all over you. Tell me."
"Yes... I want you to cum for me, mommy," I panted. "I want you to cum all over my hard cock as I pound into you. Do it, mommy! Do it!"
"Oh fuck... yeeeeeees!" she moaned as she came. Her eyes closed as her head moved from side to side, her body tightening and quivering beneath me.
Her pussy tried to force me away, but I kept on fucking her, slow and deep.
"Oh... I can't stop cumming!" she panted, looking up at me with such pleasure on her face. "Oh fuck! It feels so good baby. So good."
"Oh mommy, you can't take this pussy away from me," I said, pushing deep and grinding against her for a moment so she could feel me deep inside her. "It's too good."
"Your dick feels so good in me, too, baby," she panted. She looked like she was going to cry she was in so much pleasure. "You're such a good boy. Your dad has never fucked me as good as you. I'm gonna miss you. I'm gonna miss this dick."
I hooked my arms under her legs and set them against my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I used this extra grip to hold her as I slid into her faster and faster, slapping my hips against her ass.
"Oh my God... oh my God... you're gonna make mommy cum again," she moaned loudly. "Oh! Oh fuck!" Her body quivered below me again as she came just as hard as last time, her juices pouring out over my cock and balls.
My cock slid from her as she lay on the bed, her skin flushed. She closed her eyes and let her hands slide all over her body, feeling every sensation she could.
"God, baby," that felt so good.
I lay next to her and wrapped her in my arms. She lay her head on my chest as I gently stroked her back and kissed her head. She turned her face up and we kissed. We kissed deeply for what seemed like an eternity.
After only about fifteen minutes she'd recovered and gently stroked my stomach with her fingertips, moving lower until they slid along my shaft. I was instantly hard again, and my body jerked as soon as I felt her touch my shaft.
"You haven't cum yet, baby," she whispered. "My pussy's kinda sore, but I want you. I want you to fuck mommy's tits. One last time, baby. One last time."
I rose to my knees again and kicked my leg over her, settling my cock between her tits. I slid my cock around her tits, teasingly, sliding it over each nipple.
She grabbed the bottle of lube I kept on my nightstand and opened it, squeezing a lot on her chest. "Are my tits wet enough for you baby?" she asked.
I dipped my cock into the slippery liquid and slid it all around and between her tits. "God yes, mommy. You're so slippery."
I grabbed my cock and pushed it between her breasts as she squeezed them, forming them around my shaft. I pushed slowly, letting her feel every inch slide against her chest. I knew that was one thing she really liked.
"Oh... yes... Give it to mommy... yes," she panted, squeezing her breasts tighter around me.
I lay my hands over her head and leaned forward, letting my hips rise and fall, forcing my cock into her cleavage again and again. My face was above hers, so I could look down on her and watch the pleasure slip over her face. She watched intently as the head of my cock slid out the top of her cleavage again and again, and flicked her tongue out over it.
"I'm gonna cum, mommy," I whispered. "I'm going to cum on your tits."
"Yes, please! Give it to me!" she panted excitedly. "Mommy wants all her boy's cum." She opened her mouth, hoping to capture as much as she could inside it and extended her tongue.
My orgasm rose quickly this time. And it was going to be huge. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum," I panted, sounding desperate. It felt like my entire body was on fire, and so much pressure was building inside me.
"Yes, baby, give it to me," she panted. She squeezed her breasts even tighter. "Mommy's baby boy fucks her so good. I love you, baby."
"Oh... oh fuck! Ugh... ugh... ugh," I panted loudly as I came, torrents of my cum spraying all over her chest, neck, and face as gush after gush ejected from my cock. The milky white substance covered her.
"Yes... that's my good boy... yes!" she panted. It felt like my entire body was pouring into her but she wanted all of it. "That's right. Give me all your cum baby."
When I finished, I collapsed beside her, so very tired at last. I kissed her forehead as she played with the cum on her chest and scooped it into her mouth.
"My boy knows just what mommy likes," she said, smiling. "I'm the one who taught you that. Come to think of it, I taught you a lot of things."
*****
Saturday, moving day, seemed to come too soon. We finished loading up the truck and hit the road, Hailey in the truck me with Mom and Dad following. Luckily Hailey was able to connect her phone to the radio, so we had music blaring the entire time.
Hailey and I never talked about the time we'd spent together in the past, almost as if it never happened. But the way things were, it was probably for the best.
When we finally arrived at my apartment, everyone helped bring the boxes inside, then helped me unpack a little. My Mom and Dad were tired, so they were a little eager to go to their hotel. Hailey had originally thought of staying at the apartment with me, but my Dad convinced her to go back to the hotel, too. I thought he was nervous about us being alone together, but he played it off as wanting to be on the road early on Sunday morning.
I gave Hailey and my Mom hugs and kisses, chaste, but still full of emotion. I truly wished my Mom would just leave my Dad and come live with me.
As Hailey and Mom walked back to the car, my Dad came over and gave me a hug, holding me a little longer than normal.
"I hope this is a great, new adventure for you, son," he said. "I just want you to know, though... that... I know. I know about you and your mother."
I was completely shocked! "Dad... I..." I tried to say, and tried to pull out of the hug, but he wouldn't let me go.
"There's nothing to say," he said. "It felt like something came between your Mom and I, but I didn't know what it was. I know she had a relationship with her father before I ever met her... so I should've expected something."
"Dad... I just... I don't know what to say."
He squeezed me one last time and then released me.
"Just tell me it's over now... ok? I don't want to make a scene and I don't want to divorce your Mom. I just want our family to be normal again."
I looked down, embarrassed that I was caught, again, in something the world considered horrific. But I loved her. I loved her as deeply, if not more deeply, than he did.
"Yeah... it's over," I admitted to him and admitted to myself.
He nodded, smiled curtly, and squeezed my upper arm with one of his hands, then turned and walked to the truck.
All three waved as they drove away, my Dad in the moving truck, Hailey and my Mom in the car.
The restaurant was noisy as Hailey, Mom, and I sat at our table. It was a large Italian place with a lot of customers in for the dinner rush on a Saturday night. It was nice to have our family back together again, even if it was for a quick visit.
"Thank you both for this," Mom said, looking a little down.
"Our pleasure, Mom," Hailey answered first. "Happy birthday!" She giggled, trying to keep it all upbeat.
"Yeah, Happy Birthday, Mom," I answered.
"Your father used to bring me here for my birthday," Mom said, looking around the restaurant, fondly remembering times past, then looking down at the table in front of her. "I'm sorry. It's been a year. I shouldn't be so down still."
"It's ok, Mom," Hailey said. "It's expected."
I reached out and touched my mom's hand and she took mine between hers, squeezing it. "It's really ok, Mom." My Dad had died about a year ago from a heart attack. A year after I left the house. He seemed to go downhill so quickly. The last time Hailey and I were home was for his funeral. Unfortunately, Rascal, our dog, died the same year, so my Mom was truly living alone.
"Well, at least I have my babies here with me," she said, smiling at both of them. "Thank you both for coming into town," Mom said.
I'd come in for a week, taking some vacation time to help Mom around the house a little bit. But Hailey was only in for the weekend, leaving tomorrow since she had to work on Monday.
Suddenly, the waiter appeared in her stark white, button-down shirt with her black apron. She held an electronic pad in her hand, ready to type in our order. "Have you decided yet?" she asked.
"Yeah, I think so," I told her, nodding and looking at the other two.
"Yeah, I'm ready," Mom said.
"What would you like?" the waitress asked her.
"I'll have... uh... how about the Chicken Marsala," Mom said.
"And you?" the waitress asked, turning towards Hailey.
"I'll have the Grilled Salmon."
"Very nice. And last but not least..." she turned towards me.
"I'll have the lasagna," I said, closing my menu. I gathered the three menus and handed them to the waitress.
"Very nice. I'll put this in. Any appetizers? Salads?" she asked.
We all shook our heads. "Ok," she said and walked towards the kitchen to put our order in.
Dinner for the next ninety minutes went really well. Our wine and the dinner were great and we were all having a good time. Hailey had bought a cake, hiding it at the house, so when it came time for dessert, we all declined. I then paid the bill and we went back to my Mom's house.
Mom and I immediately went into the living room, still talking about my job and my life outside of work with my girlfriend. Hailey went into the kitchen to get the cake ready. In just a few minutes, she peeked her head out of the archway.
"Ok, Mom. Keep your eyes closed," she said.
My mom looked at me. "Seriously?" she asked. "I'm fifty. I think I know what she has in her hands."
"Are they closed?" Hailey asked, refusing to come out until they were.
"Better do it," I suggested.
My Mom sighed as she brought her hands to her face, covering her eyes with them. "Yeah, yeah," she said.
I laughed. "I don't know... I think she's peeking."
"I'm not peeking!" she said emphatically.
Hailey walked into the room with the cake in her hands, two lit candles on top. "Ok... happy birthday Mom!" she said as she set the cake on the coffee table.
"Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you..." we sang, celebrating like school kids.
"Go on, make a wish and blow out your candles," I said when we finished singing. Hailey giggled, clapping her hands as my Mom closed her eyes for a second, then blew out the candles.
"Very good!" I said. Hailey and I both grabbed our wrapped gifts and handed them to her, letting her open them. Hailey had bought her a Kindle so she could read her books more easily. I had bought her an iPad so that she could watch her shows more easily. Our Mom was fully moving into the twenty-first century.
All in all, it was a good day and we all went to bed late. I was laying in my bed at 1:00am, just going through my socials on my phone and texting my girlfriend a little when Hailey quickly opened my door, slipped inside, and closed it behind her.
"Hey you!" she said, crawling up and kneeling on my bed. She was wearing a button-down pajama top, with the top two buttons undone. Down below, she was only wearing panties. She made my cock start to harden. "Wow, you're looking really good."
"Thank you," I answered without looking up from my phone.
"Looks like you're going to the gym more."
"Hmm?" I asked. My phone was distracting me from what she was saying. "Sorry, I don't really want to hang out right now."
"Why not?" she asked, sounding almost like a needy little girl.
"I'm just relaxing," I said. "I just kinda want to go to bed, mess around on my phone for a little bit."
"You can mess around with me, too, you know," she giggled, sliding her hands over her breasts.
"Umm... no," I laughed.
"Come on. I just want to hang out for a little bit," she said.
"Alright," I said, annoyed but we really hadn't seen each other in the last year. "If you want."
She giggled. "It was such a nice day today, with the sun out and everything... it's made me a little horny." She licked her lips and stroked her thighs as her hands continued to play over her body. "Ok, I'm really, really horny." I looked at her, not surprised. But I really was tired. "Don't act like you don't want to hear it. I thought about going back to my room and just fucking myself, but I don't want to do that again. I want some real meat."
Hailey reached out and touched my thigh, stroking it up close to my growing cock. "Yeah, you definitely look good."
"Hailey, what are you doing?" I asked, annoyed, looking up from my phone again.
"What? I'm just saying you look good."
"Ok... But I'm not going to do anything with you," I said.
"Yeah, yeah," she said. "But in case you didn't notice, I'm just a little bit sexually frustrated." She slid her hand over her pussy, playing with her clit through the thin material. "God, I'm so fucking horny."
"Quit!" I said, seeing her playing with herself. "I don't feel like doing anything tonight."
"I didn't do anything," she said, sounding like a little girl. "I just touched your thigh." I looked at her sternly, trying to convince her that I really just wanted to go to bed. "Alright. Ok, I won't."
"Just sit there, ok?" I asked.
"Ok. I'm just saying... I'm, like, leaving tomorrow."
"I know."
"I have an idea," she said, giggling, sucking on the tip of her finger. "Why don't you fuck me. I mean, the way that you're looking at me... at my tits."
"I don't know... I'm just tired," I said, setting my phone aside.
"Don't act like you don't want a piece of this," she said, squeezing her breasts. "Come on... it'll be fun... just like old times. I think I see something getting hard in your pants. Don't act like it's not happening. I just thought you'd maybe want to, you know, mess around a little bit." She unbuttoned the three buttons that held her top closed, letting it part, giving me a slight view of her naked breasts.
"I think we should do a quickie. I know you want to," she said, sliding her hands beneath her top and squeezing her breasts while I watched.
"No," I said, shaking my head. "Come on. Mom's right down the hall."
"Ok. I'll just sit here," she said. I went back to looking at my phone, but I could still see her. She slid her hand down to her pussy again and, sliding it inside her panties, slowly played with herself. "Are you sexting your girlfriend?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said, finishing up and sending a text. I loved the way my girlfriend and I teased each other when we were apart. It definitely made our time together much more exciting since we were constantly horny.
"What are you doing?" I asked, looking up at her obviously masturbating in front of me.
She giggled. "Nothing."
"I see you playing with your pussy right now," I said. That was obviously something. "Can you just go back to your room to do that?"
"What's the big deal?" she asked, licking her lips, obviously very excited.
"Nothing... just... come on." She was becoming very annoying.
"I'm just sitting here," she giggled.
"Yeah, yeah."
Right after I went back to typing another text on my phone, Hailey went right back to masturbating.
"Hailey!" I said, getting tired of this.
"I'm horny!" she said a little too loudly. I prayed that my Mom didn't hear and come to investigate it. "I haven't seen you in a long time." She smiled as she looked down at my crotch. I was only wearing shorts that I slept in and my boxers underneath. "And you kind of look bigger than the last time I saw you. Can I just touch it a little bit?"
"Really? Are you serious?"
"How about I just take your cock out," she quickly suggested, sliding her hand on my bare thigh again. "Only for a minute or two. Just... just a handjob."
I set my phone down again and looked at her. Obviously there was no way I was going to convince her to just leave me alone. "Ok, ok... Just a handjob." She giggled like a schoolgirl and bent down on all fours, sliding between my legs. "Hey! Why are you getting your face so close. I said just a handjob."
She smiled at me as her hands slid under the material at my thighs, her fingertips trying to touch my hard shaft underneath.
"I know what you're up to. Just don't, ok?" I said.
She giggled as she tugged at my shorts, trying to pull them down. I lifted my hips to help her as she started sliding them down my legs.
"Oh my God, I'm so excited. It's been over a week since I've had sex," she said. When she pulled my boxers down, my cock sprang up. It was harder than I wanted it to be for her right now. "Oh my God, it's so much bigger than I remember. Your dick is huge. My brother has a fucking, big dick."
After throwing my shorts and boxers aside, she started sliding her hand up and down my shaft. I have to admit, it did feel incredible. And once she started, I knew I was going to want even more. I moaned softly as her hands twisted around the head.
"Mmmm... yeah, you like that don't you," she moaned with me. "That cock is getting harder and harder. You like it when I jerk that big dick?"
"Mmhmm," I moaned, watching her work her magic.
"Oh, I want that big cock inside me. That is so... fucking... sexy," she said, sliding both her hands up and down in a nice rhythm. "God I want to fuck you so bad. Come on. Let's fuck. Mom won't hear a thing."
"Hailey!" I protested.
"Tell you what... how about I suck your cock while you think about it," she suggested. As I watched, she moved forward until I could feel her breath on my shaft. She ran her tongue up the length of my shaft, from my balls to the tip.
"Mmm, I remember this cock," she said.
"Your mouth feels so good on me," I moaned.
She giggled, sliding my shaft deep into her mouth several times. The heat and wetness made my cock throb with need. "You like watching my mouth stretch around your big cock? God, I love the taste of you. I love being a dirty little cock slut. You like this, right?"
"Yeah... it's really good," I moaned. "I just... I just feel like we shouldn't be doing this, though."
"It'll be ok. Don't worry," she said, trying to relax me. "Your cock is so big inside my little mouth. I love choking on it. I can't wait to feel this monster inside my pussy again. It's so nice and big and hard. I like to suck on it like a little lollipop."
She licked up the side of the shaft again and then sucked on just the head, letting her tongue flick underneath a few times. "You like it when I lick right here?"
I groaned. I absolutely loved when she licked right under the head like that. God, it sent shivers down my spine.
Suddenly she slid my cock all the way into her throat, gagging on me. When she pulled out, she was coughing and sputtering. "I love feeling you inside my mouth... so deep... gagging on your hard, hard cock." Her saliva was dripping off her chin there was so much of it. "I love being all sloppy on your dick."
She went back to deep throating me again, using her spit as lubricant to pump her hand up and down my shaft below her mouth.
"God, this makes me so fucking horny. Your cock feels so good in my mouth," she panted. "I feel like a dirty little whore, playing with your big, fat cock. It feels so good, doesn't it?"
"God yeah," I moaned, grabbing her head, wrapping my fingers in her hair.
"I'm so fucking wet for you... my panties are soaked," she panted. "Sucking on your cock makes me so horny."
I pulled her head off me. "That's enough of that for now."
"That cock is pretty tasty, though," she giggled. She loved when I got so riled up that I manhandled her.
"You know what?" I asked. "I know you want to fuck me. So... let's fuck. Come on." I sat up. "Just take your fucking clothes off. Let's do it."
Hailey, smiling excitedly, took her shirt off and threw it aside, then did the same with her panties. "I can't wait to have that big dick inside me. I really need your cock! God, I really need you to cum inside me."
She lay on her back and spread her legs wide. "Come on, get on top. I want you to fuck my pussy and make me cum so hard. I want to cum all over that big cock."
I crawled between her legs, my cock throbbing after her incredible blowjob.
"Come on. Yeah," she panted as I lay my cock against her pussy and started sliding the head up and down her slit. "Yeah, put it in, Vince. Put it in." I pushed forward, letting the head of my cock slide just inside her pussy, squeezing between her lips. "Sorry, my pussy's really tight right now. It's been so long. Oh God! Yeah... fucking put it in."
I put my hands on either side of her and leaned on them, allowing me to push my hips down even more, sliding my cock deeper and deeper.
"Oh my God!" she panted. "Oh fuck! God, I've missed your fucking big dick. Yes! Give it to me."
I moaned as I slid out slightly and fucked her slowly, moving just an inch or so either way, slowly driving deeper until I was as deep as I could go.
"Oh my God your cock feels so good," she moaned beneath me. I bent down and kissed her, letting our tongues slide together into each other's mouth. Then I started making longer strokes, sliding my cock almost all the way out, then driving in as deep as I could go. "Yeah... fuck that pussy. Oh my God you know how to fuck. That feels so good."
I sat back on my knees and grabbed her legs. I bent them and put her shins on my chest as I leaned forward again, using her legs to hold me off her. Then I lay my forearms beside her head and grabbed her head with both hands, forcing her to look up at me. Our noses were an inch apart as I began pounding into her, hard and fast.
"Fuck you like a fucking animal," I panted.
"Oh God... fuck yeah!" she moaned, looking up at me with almost a worried look on her face. She couldn't believe how good it felt. "Right there. Yeah, yeah... fuck yeah... right there. Oh my God, yes! Yeah... fuck my tight, little pussy."
I did just as she asked. I was slamming my hips into her ass hard and fast, making long strokes and sliding in deep again and again. The bed was squeaking beneath us and I prayed my Mom didn't hear it. We'd be so dead.
"Oh my God... oh my God... you're gonna make me fucking cum!" she said excitedly, barely able to breathe. "Oh fuck!"
I watched as her eyes rolled back in her head and her body started trembling below me. She tried to push me away with her legs, but I held her tightly and kept slamming into her pussy. She came hard, her pussy gushing out over my cock. I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock, trying to milk me. After a few moments, I slowed my strokes again, making them slow, long, and deep.
"Oh God!" she panted. "I haven't cum that hard in... fuck, it's been so long. Geez, your dick feels so good."
"I'm glad you like it," I laughed. "I kinda like how your pussy is feeling right now."
"I am so fucking wet," she said.
I sat up again and released her legs, but continued my long strokes. "Oh fuck," I moaned. "I am so fucking close."
"Are you going to cum?" she asked, hopeful.
"Fuck yeah... it's coming," I hissed. I could feel it building up inside of me. Her pussy felt so good wrapped around my cock like that. My girlfriend didn't even compare to my sister in fucking.
"Cum inside of me, Vince... just do it... yeah!" she panted, encouraging me. She grabbed my arms with her hands and wrapped her legs around me to put her heels on my butt. With every thrust, she pulled me with her legs, driving me in even deeper.
"Ok... cum for me," she panted excitedly. She knew the signs. She knew I was going to cum soon. "Oh my God, fucking cum... fucking cum inside me."
Suddenly, I picked up steam again, thrusting harder and faster once more. It felt so fucking good to feel her pussy clench my cock like that.
"Oh my God... oh fuck! Oh that's so... fucking... deep. Give me that hot load... cum all over me. I want all that cum. Give it to me.
"Oh... fuck! Oh!" I panted as I felt my cum spray inside her, filling her up. It felt like it was never going to stop!
"Oh my God you're so bad!" she giggled. She knew I shouldn't have cum inside her just as much as I did. If she got pregnant, that would definitely complicate our lives. "But that was just what I fucking needed."
I pulled my cock out of her, my shaft covered with our combined juices, and flopped to my back beside her. "Ok... ok... time for bed."
Hailey slid her fingers through the mess at her pussy, delighting in the warm gooiness as she slid it around her clit. Then she leaned over and kissed me. "Thanks bro. I'll see you tomorrow."
With energy I didn't know she had left, she jumped off the bed and ran out the door, closing it softly.
I think I was asleep before my head finally even made it to my pillow.
On the Tuesday after Mom's birthday party, I was sitting in the living room scrolling through my social media and texting my girlfriend Ashley.
"Yeah, yeah... happy birthday. I get it!" my Mom said as she walked down the stairs. She didn't sound too happy. When I looked over, she was sending a text on her phone. I guessed she was still getting texts from friends wishing her a happy birthday, but, for some reason, wasn't enjoying hearing it.
"Hey! Happy birthday, again, Mom," I said softly. I'd been saying it every day since Saturday, hoping she'd see it as a joyous event.
She looked up at me. "Yeah, whatever," she said. "Look, honestly, don't say it again. I really don't want to think about it."
"So... ok. What's wrong?"
She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch beside me. "Well, it's my birthday... my fiftieth birthday... and... I'm alone." She was getting depressed. "I'm completely fucking alone."
"Are you ok?" I asked, getting a little concerned.
She reached out and gently stroked my thigh. Her touch always sent bolts of pleasure straight to my cock and this time was no different. I started getting hard. "I'm sorry, I'm just kinda... upset."
"Is it about being fifty?" I asked. "I mean, it's just a number. You don't look even near fifty." She looked far younger, in fact.
"No... it's not that," she sighed. "Well, not completely about that. I... I was thinking about your father."
"Yeah," I said, understanding a little of what she was feeling. "It was sad to lose him."
"It's just... we weren't really... close... in the end," she said. "I mean, you knew that. But I still miss him being here."
She sat there, staring down at the floor as if in deep thought.
Suddenly, she looked over at me, smiled, and tapped my leg. "What's your girlfriend doing? What's her name?"
"Ashley," I said.
"Ashley... that's right... Ashley," she said, trying to remember the name. "What's Ashley doing this week? Was she ok with you coming home for so long?"
"Yeah, she's ok with it," I said. "She's just hanging around with her girlfriend. They're talking about going to see a movie tonight."
"I know I stole you from her for a while," she said, leaning on my shoulder, and wrapping her arms around me. "But... I'm really glad that you and Hailey were home for my birthday. It really means a lot to me."
She hugged me tight and then suddenly released me and sat up. She looked down at my crotch a moment, noticing my hardon and giggled. "Oh... um... I'm sorry." She looked at me and I covered up my crotch with a pillow in embarrassment, blushing a little. "No, no, you don't have anything to be embarrassed about. It's... um... it's perfectly natural. You are a virile young man."
"Ugh... sorry," I said.
"Don't worry about it," she said. "Did I tell you I was planning on dating?"
"Dating?" I asked. I was a little shocked.
"Yeah... I'm just not sure what to do," she said. "It's been so long since I dated anyone. And I'm way out of practice. Can I... can I get your opinion on something?"
"Yeah, sure," I said. She took my hand and pulled me to have me follow her. She led me to her bedroom, turned towards me, and took both my hands.
"I'm really glad that you and Hailey are home," she said. "I mean, I'm glad that you enjoy your new home and job... and that you're doing well... It's just that sometimes I wish that you were still living here." She looked down a second. "Especially... because of our history. I just don't enjoy living alone. It's been so long since I..."
I nodded, understanding what she meant. When I first moved away, it was difficult for me to live alone as well. Especially after spending so much time with my Mom before... and so much time having sex.
"But... I bet the girls are going crazy for you," she smiled up at me. "Aren't they? I mean, both you and your Dad are really attractive. Which is partly why it's so hard to date again. Plus... you were... talented."
She smiled a little deviously, which made me blush again.
"I know... sorry... you don't need to hear that," she said. "Is it ok that I'm talking about this? I mean, I don't really have anyone that I can discuss it with. Women... at least my friends... we don't really talk about... sex. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, no, I get it."
"And I miss it," she said, licking her lips. "You don't understand what it's like. You're just starting to date and everything."
"Well, not so much starting any more, with Ashley and all," I said.
"I'm a little surprised you didn't bring home your girlfriend," Mom said.
"Well... I don't want to push her into anything," I said.
"So... how... how is dating going?" she asked. "Because I've tried it a few times and it's... well it hasn't really ended horribly but it hasn't exactly ended well either. What kind of stuff do you do? What kind of stuff do the girls wear?"
"We just... you know... go out for a drink or coffee... go to dinner... go to a club... that kind of thing," I said.
She let my hands go and walked towards her dresser. "So... I haven't thought about this in so long... but... I still have some of the clothes I used to wear... for your father, but... Can I show it to you? Just to get your opinion, like... a guy and everything. I mean, you seem to have similar tastes as he did and that is definitely the kind of guy I want to attract."
"Yeah... I guess that would be ok," I said, nodding.
"I really would appreciate it," she said. "Just a couple things. I'd be really grateful."
"Ok, yeah."
"Oh... um... don't peek," she smiled as if she almost expected me to. She opened one of the drawers in the dresser and pulled out some satiny and lacy items. Then she turned away from me and started undressing by taking off her shoes, then her dress. I had my hands over my eyes, but peeked between my fingers. All she had on underneath her dress were her black thong panties and it made my cock start to throb. I always loved watching her strip for me.
I remembered her body. I remembered touching it, feeling it against me. I felt the heat and wetness of her orgasm and all those emotions rushed back to me.
"It's been so long since I've worn anything like this," she said, picking up one of the items. "Is lingerie still a thing?" She slid the black material over her head and let it slide into place. "Are you peeking?" she asked, practically giggling, just before she turned around to face me. "Ok."
That was my cue to take my hands away and look at her. She looked really good but it wasn't as flattering as I'd like. It just seemed... plain.
"It's a slip. Don't like it?" she asked, sliding her hands over the material, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together. "It's lacy and whatnot. It's kind of cute, isn't it? I mean... it's black. That's sexy, right?"
I nodded. "It's ok."
She took my hand and put it on her breast, holding it there. "Well... it's soft. And it comes off kind of easy," she said. I could feel her nipple harden in my hand and poke into my palm and I instinctively squeezed her breast and strummed my thumb over her nipple.
"No?" she asked.
She gently stroked the back of my hand as I continued caressing her breast. Then she saw the obvious bulge in my pants and giggled.
"It's... uh... pretty easy to give you an erection, isn't it?"
"Yeah... it definitely is," I laughed, embarrassed.
"So... you do like it," she said, smiling broadly. I made a face as if it wasn't my favorite outfit. "Are you sure? 'Cause it seems to me you're... uh... enjoying it."
"It's ok. Just not my favorite," I admitted.
"I have other stuff," she said. "If you think this is too... matronly. I don't want to look old. I want something that just says... MILF. Kids still say that, right?" She looked at me with a devious smile.
"Yeah... that's still a thing," I said. She was definitely a MILF to me.
"Good," she said, smiling slyly. "I, um... I wouldn't mind being considered a MILF. I'd be ok with that." While I watched, she slowly pulled down her slip, letting the thin straps fall off her shoulders, exposing her bare breasts to me. I stared at them, remembering how soft they felt in my hands, how hard her nipples got in my mouth, and my mouth watered as I thought of tasting her again.
"If you want to stop, you'll tell me, won't you?" she asked, smiling as if knowing there was no way I was going to stop this. "Good. I'm going to show you another one, alright?"
She walked over to the dresser again. "And it's ok to say that you like it. I mean... I can tell by your erection anyway," she giggled. Without warning me to cover my eyes again, she pulled the slip off and faced me in her black G-string panties. Then she turned away and hooked her thumbs in her panties and bent over, sliding them down her legs.
I remembered that ass. I remembered grabbing and holding it firmly as I thrust into her. I remembered kissing and licking it, worshiping her lovely body over and over.
She grabbed some light pink material, held it up to determine which was the front, and slid it over her head. Spreading her legs almost awkwardly, she grabbed the material at the crotch and snapped it shut, then turned and faced me.
"Ok... What do you think?" she asked. There were thin straps that went over her shoulders and the front plunged down low, highlighting her ample breasts. Four, small buttons fastened down the front, down to her bellybutton. I could see her nipples poking through the thin satin.
"It's called a teddy. Your dad really liked it," she said. "I mean, I like it too. It's cute. Don't you think? I mean... it's satin and lace." She slid her hands over the front, squeezing her breasts and then playing with the small buttons.
"It's kind of fun to tease with the buttons and everything," she smiled. "I could tease you." She unfastened the top button, showing even more breast. "Do you think that's fun? Come on, you like it a little bit don't you? You can tell me. I'm your mom."
I exhaled heavily. Yeah, her teasing was getting to me. "Yeah... it's... it's great."
"It's pink... it's all lace and satin," she said, coming even closer to me. "Oh, you're so shy." She looked down and could see my throbbing bulge showing just how much I liked it. "Do you want to touch this one too? Come on." She took my hand again and put it on her breast, letting me feel the satiny material and the softness of the hidden mound of flesh beneath. She pressed my hand into her breast, forcing my hand to squeeze it once again.
"It's ok," she said, her face showing that she was enjoying my touch. My thumb strummed back and forth over her hard nipple, making her bite her lip. She grabbed and squeezed her other breast, too. "Yeah... that... feels good," she said, moaning softly. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah... a lot," I whispered, barely able to speak.
"Well, I'll have to remember that," she smiled. "Might be something fun for me to wear around the house if it gets your attention." She giggled. "Would that keep you home more if mommy wears really, really sexy lingerie around the house."
I nodded, unable to speak as I watched my hand playing with one breast, hers playing with the other.
"What's wrong? Don't the girls you date have tits?"
I licked my lips in excitement. It had been so long since I'd been with my mother. I didn't even know if she was still interested in me or not in that way.
The spaghetti straps fell off one shoulder, exposing her breast and my hand settled on the naked flesh. I lightly pinched and rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She dropped the shoulder strap from her other shoulder and played with her bare nipple with her own fingers, tugging on it gently.
"You are such a bad boy. You're getting mommy all excited," she smiled. She nodded, giving me permission to use both of my hands to squeeze and play with her breasts. She used one hand to hold the back of my hands, encouraging me. With the other, she cupped my cock, gently squeezing it.
"You don't thinks it's.... too much?" she asked, licking her lips. Her hand started stroking me, making me even harder.
"No... it's perfect," I whispered, my husky voice betraying my extreme desire for her.
"That's good," she said. "I was hoping you would like it. But I want you to experience the whole thing."
"What do you mean?" I asked, barely able to think.
"Baby... I love to fucking tease you and all... but I want you... to go lie down on the bed," she said, staring me straight in the eyes, her hand stroking my cock faster. "Then I want you to... fuck... me like I haven't been fucked in ages. Mommy really needs it. I need it so bad. Will you give it to me?"
"Yeah," I nodded. I wanted to fuck her so badly now.
She smiled. "Yeah? That's what I wished for the other day. Come give mommy the big cock she needs." She took my hand and led us to the bed, where I lay onto my back. She crawled on, slid between my legs, and started stroking my cock through my jeans.
"I really want it," she whispered, desire obvious in her voice. "But I still want you to really want it."
"Yeah... I really want to fuck you," I hissed. "I've missed that."
She smiled, loving that she got me all hot and bothered. She unfastened my pants and slid them down to my knees. My cock quickly tented my boxers. She slid her hand over the thin material, stroking my cock through it.
"Oh... your cock is just as nice as I remember it." She pulled my boxers down, too, and then stared at my cock as she held it up. "Oh my God... that's beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous." She started stroking it, slowly sliding up and down its length. "I haven't touched your cock in so long. Oh my God."
She leaned forward, kissed it, then held it against her face and inhaled. "I miss that smell. That special smell." She started kissing it all over as I watched. "This is such maleness... it's so thick." She licked it, licking under the head.
The she sat up and helped me pull my jeans and boxers all the way off, tossing them aside. My cock was throbbing as she slid back between my legs. She pulled the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and pushed the teddy down, baring her breasts to me.
"You have a beautiful, beautiful cock," she said, stroking me again and then sucking me into her mouth. She slid up and down my shaft, making it shine with her spit, while looking up at me. Her face was so full of pleasure. She took me out of her mouth and started just stroking me. "That's nice. It's so big. Oh my God, I love your dick. I have been masturbating to memories of your big, gorgeous cock. Mommy just wants to worship it."
She stroked me for a few minutes, occasionally sliding me into her mouth and licking up the length of my shaft. "How do you feel about mommy taking you for a ride?" she asked, licking her lips excitedly. "I know it'll feel absolutely amazing again. And it's just what mommy needs."
"God yeah... do it," I hissed. She had me so hard. I really wanted to be inside her pussy.
"Ok? Yeah?" she smiled. She quickly moved to her knees and unsnapped the teddy at her crotch. Then she crawled up and kicked her leg over me, her pussy now right by my cock. She moved into position and held my cock against her pussy, grinding against it. "Yeah, right there on my clit." Her pussy was so hot and wet and I yearned for her to go the next step.
And she did quickly. She pushed my cock up into her pussy and slowly lowered her hips, sliding me deeper and deeper inside her.
"Oh fuck... oh my God," she hissed, feeling my cock fill her completely. Her pussy was squeezing my cock as I went deeper and it felt like I was stretching her open again. "Oh yeah... finally!" she whispered as she started sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, riding me.
"Oh my God," I moaned. God, her pussy felt so good, so hot and wet! I didn't realize how badly I missed her.
"Oh sweetie," she whispered, sliding up and down my shaft. "Good boy... oh yeah! My pussy is so wet."
The bed was squeaking a little with every bounce, but her moans were even louder. I remembered how vocal she was and it drove me crazy.
"Fuck, that's so good," she hissed, her face scrunched up in pleasure. "You're spoiling mommy. Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy. You're making me feel so, so good."
As she slid down on my cock, I thrust my hips upward, driving even deeper inside her wetness. She threw her head back for a second, feeling the wonderful pleasure flow through her.
"Yes... fuck me mommy," I hissed. I could feel my balls boiling, wanting to spray so deep inside her.
"Oh my God... oh fuck!" she moaned loudly. "Good boy... oh, good boy. So sweet. You're so sweet. And your cock is so, so amazing."
I reached up and grabbed her breasts squeezing them and teasing her nipples by pinching and pulling them. I remembered just how responsive she was when I played with her nipples.
"Yeah, that's a good boy," she said, smiling down at me. "Play with mommy's titties. That feels so good."
She started bouncing even faster as she got closer and closer to her orgasm and I held on for dear life. I squeezed her breasts and pulled them, making her moan louder and louder.
"Uh huh... uh huh... oh fuck!" she yelled. "You're so sweet to fuck mommy like this. Your big fat cock makes mommy feel so good. Oh my God... oh wow!"
Suddenly she stopped and pulled me out of her. Then she bent down and licked and sucked on my cock once again. I guessed that she didn't want to cum too quickly. She was teasing herself as much as me.
"Mmm... Your cock is really fucking amazing," she said, sliding her tongue over the head before sliding it deep into her mouth again. "I've really missed it."
I sat up and slid her off me. "It's your turn now," I said as I pushed her to her back and slid between her legs. I lay down on my stomach as I kissed her thigh, moving closer and closer to her pussy.
"Oh yeah! Oh my God... yeah," she moaned.
I took a moment to smell her, her musky scent showing her excitement. Then I softly blew on her labia. "You like it when I eat your pussy?" I asked, looking up at her.
She licked her lips excitedly and nodded. "Oh yes... you know I do." She smiled, expectantly.
I licked her lips, gently, sliding my tongue around the edge of her pussy. Her lips were so swollen and open, ready for penetration. Her clit was just starting to peek out and I flicked my tongue over it.
"You taste so good," I whispered as I caressed her clit with the flat of my tongue. As I licked her, I teased her with my fingers, slowly circling her hole, getting my finger more and more wet with her leaking juices, and then slid a finger inside her. I slowly fingered her, curling it to caress her G-spot.
"Oh my God. Oooh, yes," she moaned, writhing on the bed below me. She grabbed my head with both hands and I knew she was about to cum. I didn't have to wait long. "Fuck!" she yelled. "Oh my God! I'm cumming! Ohhhhhhhh!"
She held my head tightly to her pussy and I gently sucked on her clit as she came, drenching my chin, neck, and chest. God, I loved her taste!
As I sat up, she put her hands on her face, breathing heavy from her orgasm. I grabbed under her knee on one side and turned her to her stomach, then pulled her hips up until she was on all fours.
"Oh yes, more," she whimpered. "More, more, more. Make mommy feel so good."
I slapped the big, beautiful ass that she presented to me, leaving it a little pinkish.
"Oh my God! You've never done that before," she panted, looking back at me.
"More?" I asked.
She licked her lips in hesitation, then nodded. So I slapped her ass again, first one cheek, then the other, until she was all beautifully pinkish. She was moaning into the bed, her face resting on the pillow.
I grabbed her hips and slid my cock into her. She hissed, her breath catching as I surprised her. "Oh fuck! Wow... you're so big," she moaned. I pushed in deeper and deeper, easily going all the way into her. "There you go. Yes! Get it in deep... all the way in."
Then I held onto her hips tightly as I started thrusting, sliding in and out slowly, letting her feel the entire length of my shaft. She had her eyes closed and was moaning into the pillow. I could feel my own orgasm building inside me. Her pussy was so perfect for me. I remembered just why I'd fallen so deeply in love with her. We were so perfect together.
The bed started creaking, the headboard bumping against the wall, as I started fucking her faster and harder, slamming my hips into her.
"Oh my God... fuck!" she yelled excitedly. "Beat mommy's pussy up. Oh yeah! Oh my God that's it! Oh fuck! That's it!"
I thrust hard and fast, working up a good sweat. Occasionally, I slapped her ass again, and reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, reminding her that I was in control.
"Fuck yeah, mommy," I moaned. "Take my big dick."
Her eyes were closed and I could see her spittle dripping from her chin. She was losing control quickly. "Please don't stop! Please make me cum!" she begged. "Please make me cum! Fuck! Oh yeah! That's what I wanted. You're so fucking big! Fuck! Just what mommy needs, baby!"
She was just the perfect fuck for me. Her body was so responsive and open for my cock. I was her perfect fit. I pushed down on her, making her lie flat, as I bore my weight down on her back. My legs rested outside of hers, my cock still buried in her pussy as I continued fucking her.
"More like that!" she panted. "Oh yeah, mommy needs to be treated just like this. Mommy needs to be treated like a slut. Use mommy's pussy. Just like that. Mommy's pussy just needs to be so fucking used. Oh my God."
I put one hand on her back to lift myself up and give me a better angle. With the other, I grabbed her hair again and forced her head back. She was such a perfect slut for me.
"Oh my God! I love that I raised a boy who can fuck like this!" she panted. "Yeah, fuck mommy like a dirty boy. Your cock feels so fucking good right now."
"My dirty mommy," I hissed. "My dirty, slutty mommy."
"Yes... yes I am," she panted. "Please! Please use mommy's pussy. It's been so long since a man's been in mommy's pussy. Oh my God... oh geez... that's what mommy wants! That's just what mommy wants! Oh my God!"
My cock was thrusting so deeply into her and I could feel her pussy spasming on me. Her orgasm was coming quickly.
"I'm gonna fucking cum in you mommy," I hissed. "I'm gonna fill you up so full." I was giving her almost all my body weight as I held her down and continued thrusting into her.
"Oh my God, baby, that's pushing right on mommy's G-spot," she panted. "Oh, sweetie. You're so rough. Fuck! Oh, I'm cumming! Oh that's so good! Oh! Oh!" She was panting loudly, exhaling with nearly every thrust of my cock as if my cock was pushing on her lungs. Her body trembled against me and I could feel her pussy gushing and squeezing me as she came for the second time.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I moaned as my own orgasm was triggered. I could feel it welling up inside me, taking over. The pleasure made me fuck her even harder and faster. Then my body froze a moment, my muscles tightening and shaking, as I came again and again, filling her with so much cum.
"Yeah baby, just like that," she panted. "Give it to me. Make a mess of mommy. Good boy. Such a good boy."
When my orgasm ended, I pulled out of her and fell to my back. She turned towards me and lay her head on my chest, her hand gently stroking my shaft, playing with my cum.
"Thank you, baby. Mommy needed that so bad," she whispered. "Mommy really, really, really needed that."
*****
For the rest of my vacation there, my mom went out and bought more lingerie, wearing a new piece every day. And every day... we fucked. There was no need to hide... no need to be quiet or reserved. We could do whatever we liked.
I was sad to leave at the end of the week. Ashley had sent me a flirty text, telling me that she had a big surprise for me when I got back. But nothing she did could ever feel as good as my own mother.
after 9pm.
I got back into the car and continued driving to my Mom's arriving a little after 10pm. I grabbed my suitcase and came inside. My mom was certainly happy to see me.
"Vince!" she squealed when she heard me come inside and ran out of the kitchen.
"Hi Mom," I said, setting my suitcase down to give her a big hug.
She gave me a quick kiss... not at all a motherly kiss... and then moved back. "Your room is all ready for you," she said. "Or... if you want... my room is ready for you, too," she smiled deviously.
I laughed. "My room's fine. Is Hailey here?"
"No, not yet," she said. "She's staying with Brent's family until Christmas day. She's making sure everyone in his family gets to see Evelyn. I have a lot of stuff in her room, so they can't stay here."
"Ok... Well, I'm going to get cleaned up and hit the sack, if you don't mind," I said, starting to walk up the stairs to my room. "I'm really tired."
"Ok, honey," she said, sounding happy to see me, but a little sad that I was just going to bed. "I'll see you in the morning."