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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Dude, That's My Mom! Part 3 by DaddyOh (mF, inc, oral, first, cons)
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Summary: After catching Steve and his friend James watching a porn
movie she had been in 20 years before, to which the boys were
masturbating, Steve's mom comes to talk to him about the events of the
afternoon after everyone else has gone to bed. The talk leads Stacy
and her son Steve to a whole new level of mother/son closeness.

Intended for Adults Only. If you are under 18, this is not for you.
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Story: Dude, That's My Mom! by DaddyOh (mF, inc, oral, first, cons)

For the next few hours, Steve thought he had dreamed the events of the
afternoon. His mother's behavior with his brothers and sister would
suggest that nothing was out of the ordinary. But Steve was well aware
that his mother Stacy had not only caught him and his friend James
masturbating while watching a porn video she herself appeared in, but
she stripped and gave James a blowjob. And now, it felt like she was
conducting business as usual.

Stacy prepared dinner for the family as she usually did. They had an
empty chair at the table since Steve's dad was out of town on
business. Steve couldn't help wonder how his mother might have behaved
differently if his father were home. She probably wouldn't have done
what she did. Of course, if his father were home, Steve wouldn't have
found the code for the adult channels and he and James wouldn't have
been jerking off in the first place.

Once the other kids were in their rooms, Stacy knocked at Steve's
door.

"Yea?" he answered. Stacy opened the door and stuck her head in.

"Can we talk?" she asked, very sweetly.

"Sure," Steve said. "Come on in." Stacy accepted his invitation and
entered his bedroom. Steve pushed himself back against the headboard
so his mother would have room to sit.

"How are you doing, Honey?" Stacy inquired. Steve rolled his eyes
dramatically.

"Mom," he began. "How do you think I'm doing? I don't even know where
to start. Do I ask about why you were in a porn video 20 years ago? Do
I ask why you stripped in front of my friend and me? Or do I ask why
you sucked him off while I watched."

"Yea, Sweetie, I know," Stacy said. "That's a pretty good recap of
what happened. How about if you start with how you felt about the
video?"

"Fine," Steve responded. "Mom, what the hell were you doing?"

"Well, Steve," Stacy began. "I was in college when I did it. I've
never talked to you about it, but my mom & dad were pretty prudish
about sex. When I got away from home, I felt like I had to make up for
lost time. So I was pretty promiscuous."

"Promiscuous doesn't necessarily mean porn, Mom," Steve said.

"No, you're right, of course," Stacy replied. "Well, I was dancing for
a while and..."

"Stripping?" Steve said, even more incredulous. "Is that what you
mean? You were stripping?"

"Yes, Steve Honey," Stacy replied. "I'm sure this is hard for you to
hear. But in college I needed extra money. And I had gotten totally
into my body and, sex...and I thought it would be something to do for
kicks and for a little income."

"And?" Steve said.

"And," Stacy replied, "A couple of guys who were making some videos
saw me dance and asked me if I wanted to be in a movie. The first one
I was in paid as much as I made in a three days at the club."

"The first one?" Steve said. "You made more than one? Shit!"

"I know," Stacy said, "This is hard for you to hear, Honey."

"I just had no idea," Steve said.

"Of course not," his mother replied. "How could you?"

"So, how come Dad doesn't know about it?" Steve asked.

"Well, you know I met Dad in grad school," Stacy began. "He thought I
worked in the campus library, which I actually did for a while. But
when I first started dating him, I had no idea what he'd think of my
dancing, much less the videos I had done. In fact, he was so
conservative, I didn't even want him to know how wild I was. So I
played everything pretty straight. Does that make sense?"

"I guess so," Steve said. "So you kept all that a secret?"

"Yes," Stacy said. "And the more I got to like Dad and knew I wanted
to be with him, the more I wanted to put all that in my past."

"And you didn't think Dad would understand?" Steve asked.

"No, I sure didn't," Stacy said. "But even if I thought he would, I
just didn't want him to know. I wasn't ashamed of what I did. Not at
all. I just wanted a clean slate and to put those few wild years
behind me. But like I said, Dad was conservative. Uptight in fact."

"Dad?" Steve said. "That seems weird."

"I know," Stacy replied with a smile. "I've loosened him up quite a
bit over the years!"

"Well, yea I guess so," Steve said. "But how come you guys are so into
sex and watching porn on cable at all, but you still think Dad would
be upset about you being in those videos?"

"Like I said," Stacy replied. "He's into it now. But that's a whole
different story than him being O.K. with his wife doing it, even
twenty years ago. I don't think he's become that open minded. And
besides, I don't think all the organizations we do charity work for
would be too thrilled either."

"Wow," Steve said after taking a few moments to consider his mother's
words. "So, how come you did what you did downstairs?"

"I told you," Stacy replied. "I wanted to make sure neither you or
James would tell anyone."

"Mom," Steve said. "You know I wouldn't tell. And I really don't think
James would have. He's one of my best friends." Stacy considered her
son's words.

"I don't think he would have told either," she said.

"Then why did you do it?" Steve asked.

"Let me ask you a question first," Stacy said. "You didn't leave when
I started to undress. And you didn't leave when I started with James.
In fact, I noticed that not only did you not put yourself away, you
kept it in your hand and you even stroked it some while you were
watching me." Steve looked at his mother as if he had again been
caught at something naughty, which in a way, he had. "So. Why did you
do that? Why did you keep watching and why did you touch yourself?"

"Um," Steve said, trying to collect his thoughts. "Um...I...wanted to
see you that way, I guess."

"Uh-huh," Stacy said. "Anything else?"

"Well," Steve said, "I guess I was turned on from everything."

"O.K.," Stacy replied. "Same answer. Me too."

"What do you mean?" Steve asked.

"I mean, I was turned on too," Stacy answered.

"You were?" Steve said. "You seemed so upset. How were you turned on?"

"I was totally shocked," Stacy said. "I was surprised to find you and
James doing what you were doing. But that didn't upset me. That's what
teen boys do. But finding out that video still exists was what shocked
and worried me."

"But you said you were, turned on," Steve said. "By what?"

"Honestly, I think a little by the video," Stacy replied. "I mean, it
brought back a rush of very wild, very fun memories. But...oh Steve,
do you really want me to say this?" Steve nodded, indicating he wanted
to hear what was on his mother's mind. "The truth is that I was turned
on by what you and James had been doing and that you were watching my
video when you did it."

"Are you serious?" Steve asked. Stacy nodded this time. "You were
turned on by...us?" She nodded again. "Even me? You're my mom!"

"Yes, I'm your mom," Stacy replied. "So how do you explain you
watching me get undressed and give your friend a blowjob while you
stroke yourself?" Steve had no reply. "Exactly. You can't help what
turns you on and neither can I."

"I guess that makes sense," Steve said.

"Do you think I'm horrible?" Stacy asked somewhat coyly.

"Of course not, Mom," Steve replied. "It's just such a shock to hear
all this. And, to have seen all that."

"So you didn't hate it?" Stacy said.

"Mom, I just told you I was turned on," Steve said.

"Really?" Stacy said brightly. "That makes me feel good, which
probably makes me horrible!"

"Not at all, Mom," Steve said. "You're so cool. And you're absolutely
beautiful. I'm sure I'll be thinking about what I saw really soon."

"You feel free, Sweetie," Stacy said with a smirk. "Now I think it's
time for me to get to bed." Stacy leaned over to her son and kissed
him briefly on the lips. Steve hadn't expected this gesture. He didn't
know how to read it, but it gave him a thrill down to his toes. "Good
night, Steve Honey."

"Good night, Mom," Steve said. He wanted to grab his mother and pull
her into his bed, then take her, no matter how she felt about it. But
this was all too much for him to comprehend. Nonetheless, when Stacy
left the room, Steve couldn't even consider sleeping. He turned out
the light and his thoughts immediately want to his mother. "What the
hell is wrong with me? How can I be thinking about my mom? But why did
she do all that? And why did she kiss me?"

Before long Steve's hand made it into his briefs to grasp his hard
cock. Visions of his mother stripping, sucking James and getting
fucked came easily as he jerked himself.

Meanwhile, Stacy was tossing and turning in her own bed. She couldn't
believe she had kissed her son on the mouth, much less all the other
things she had done that day. "How could I tell him all those things?"
Stacy whispered to herself. "And how could could I have done all that
in front of my son?" After fifteen minutes of a very restless mind,
Stacy decided to return to Steve's room and apologize for her
behavior, which had gotten out of hand and was completely
inappropriate.

When Stacy reached Steve's door and quietly knocked, there was no
answer. She knocked a bit louder, then decided he must have gone to
sleep already. She opened the door a crack to peek. But Steve was not
there. She knew he sometimes went downstairs at night to watch TV,
which she figured was what he had done tonight. Determined to put the
matter to rest before bed, Stacy ventured downstairs.

She knew she had guessed right when she heard the TV and saw the soft
glow from around the corner. What she had not anticipated was what her
son would be watching. Steve had come downstairs to get another look
at his mother's porn video. As Stacy approached the couch from behind,
she could see herself eating the woman in the movie while the man
entered her from behind. As Stacy came closer she saw that her son's
shorts were off and he again had his erection in his hand. This time
he wasn't shy about stroking it while he watched his mother having sex
on screen. Stacy stepped into Steve's view and startled him.

"Mom!" he said with surprise. "I...I didn't..."

"I thought we were done with this video," Stacy said. Steve just
stared, completely unsure what to say. "Give me that remote."
Tentatively, Steve handed his mother the remote control with the hand
that had not been in use. Stacy pointed the device at the TV and
immediately turned it off. The room was now mostly dark with just a
small amount of light from the next room. But there was enough dim
light for Steve to see his mother standing next to him. As was there
enough for him to tell what she did next.

Stacy was dressed in cotton pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. In one move
she lifted the shirt over her head. Steve could just make out his
mother's small but lovely breasts in the semi-darkness. Stacy moved
directly in front of her son and dropped to her knees, just as she had
done with his friend James a few hours earlier.

"Mom," Steve said, just above a whisper. "What are you doing?" Stacy
moved Steve's hand from his erection and replaced it with her own.
"I'm not big like James." He couldn't think of what else to say.

"You don't need to be big like him, Steve Sweetheart," Stacy said as
she caressed his erection. "You have a beautiful cock my baby boy. And
I need to have it in my mouth." With that, Stacy brought Steve's penis
to her mouth and held the glans against her lips, which she soon
parted to allow it inside.

"Oh, Mom!" Steve exclaimed, still keeping his voice low. "Ohhhhhhh,
wwwwwwooowwwww..." Stacy sucked the head of her son's cock gently
before sliding her mouth down on it. She was well aware that it was
not as big as his friend's big, black cock. But Stacy thought it fit
perfectly in her mouth and she loved every inch of it. As she lifted
her mouth up she made sure that she got the rod well lubricated. She
kept the glans in her mouth again and slid her hand up and down the
slick pole.

"Does my baby like that?" Stacy inquired as she momentarily took her
son's hard penis from her mouth.

"Oh, Mom..." he replied. "It's soooooo good."

"You had to come down and see Mommy getting fucked again, huh?" Stacy
said, removing him once again briefly.

"I couldn't help it, Mom," Steve replied. "You're so beautiful, both
now and back then. And, well...after you kissed me upstairs..."

"I'm sorry Baby," Stacy said. "I thought about it and I shouldn't have
done that. I just felt like I needed to be really close to you. You
think this is close enough?" She plunged his dick back into her mouth.

"Oh, Mom," Steve said. "This feels really, really close...Oh,
Mom...you're so fucking awesome."

"Thank you, Sweetheart," Stacy replied. "But I'm afraid it's just not
close enough for me." Stacy stood up. Steve's eyes had adjusted to the
darkness and he could see his mother's long, slender body in the dim
light. She dropped her pajama bottoms in one move and Steve observed
her gorgeous long legs as she separated them and moved toward her son.
Stacy climbed onto Steve and began rubbing her naked crotch against
his cock.

"Oh, Mom!" Steve said in surprise. "What are you doing?" His mother
ignored his question. Just to make sure her son would have no trouble
entering her, Stacy put her fingers to her mouth and covered them with
saliva. She then brought her hand to her pussy and lubricated herself
well with her spit. "Mom...are you gonna..." Stacy responded with
action and not words. She grasped her son's hard-on and positioned it
at her now very wet hole. Stacy was horny and very eager to have a
dick inside her. As soon as Steve's erection was in place, she lowered
herself onto it. Then she finally spoke.

"Mommy needed to fuck, Baby," Stacy whispered in her son's ear. As he
entered her, she put her arms around his neck and pulled herself close
to him. He responded by wrapping his arms around his mother's firm
body and returned her embrace.

"Ohhhhhh...MMMmoooommmmmm," Steve moaned. "Was it me you wanted to do
it with?" Stacy looked her son in the eyes, then kissed him full on
the mouth.

"I didn't realize it until I came down, Sweetie," Stacy said. "When I
saw you watching me again, with your dick in your hand, I knew I had
to have you. I guess your first fuck is with your Mommy, huh?" Stacy
laughed softly, pulled her son close again and moved her hips up and
down, grinding onto his cock as she rode him.

"I'm so glad, Mom," Steve said. "I was really horny for you." He
leaned his mother back a bit and kissed her again. Then back a bit
more so he could kiss her neck, then down to her breasts.

"Oh Baby," Stacy moaned. "Kiss my tits...yessss....Oh Yeeaaaa...lick
my nipples Baby...oh, that's sooo good." Steve moved his hands down to
his mother's shapely ass and hips, caressing them lovingly as he
followed her movements up and down. "Fuck your mommy, Steve...it feels
so good to ride on your hard cock...Ohhh, fuck me Baby, fuck your
mommy...MMmmmm."

Although it was his first time, Stacy thought her son was doing a
great job of holding her and moving her on his cock. She went from
holding him to kissing him, to kissing his chest, to him kissing her
chest. Stacy knew that as horny as they both were, and because it was
her son's first time, it wouldn't take very long to reach climax. Sure
enough, the next time Steve licked and bit her nipples, she knew that
her orgasm was at hand.

"I'm gonna cum soon, Mom," Steve said as if on cue. Stacy noticed that
in his inexperience, her son didn't ask if he could cum inside her.
She doubted he was aware she was on the pill. He was just a very horny
boy who had the surprise fuck of his life and all he wanted to do was
finish it, inside her. She figured they could discuss protection
another time.

"Oh, Steve...I'm gonna cum too..." Stacy whispered in his ear. "Ohhh,
fuck me, Baby...fuck Mommy's pussy...yesssss...I'm cumming...I'm
cumming...I'm cumming...Oh, right there.
Give me that cock my baby...Ohhhhhhh..."

"Yea, Mommy," Steve said. "It feels sooo good inside you. Ride it
hard, Mommy...ooohhhhhhh fuck it's so good. I'm cumming Mommy,
I'm...ooohhh, oohhh, ohhhh, oooooooooo...fffffuuuucckkk!!!" Mother and
son orgasmed together and Steve held his mom tightly down on his
erection as he filled her with his semen. Then he held her naked body
close as they came down from their place of ecstasy.

"Oh, Baby," Stacy whispered. "We're so bad!"

"I know, Mom," Steve replied. "Now, I want you to promise me that you
won't tell anyone, O.K.?" Stacy chuckled in her son's ear.

"You little creep," she whispered.

"Come on now," Steve joked. "Promise you won't tell Dad when he gets
home. Let's see...what can I do to make sure...any ideas?"

Stacy brought her face to her son's and kissed him deeply. She had no
idea what she would be saying to her husband on his return, nor what
she would say when she saw James again. But in the afterglow of her
son-induced orgasm, she didn't really care.

END OF PART 3

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