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ONE HOT DATE
CHAPTER 1
My name is Tom and I'm from the Midwestern United States. I'm a 20 year old
college student and have what I would call a pretty normal suburban family. I
have two sisters, Mary and Lisa, they are both still in high school. My dad's
name is James, he's a banker and works long hours at his office most of the
time. My mom's name is Rachel, she works at the local health club as a
fitness trainer.
Most of my time is spent either studying for classes, going to parties with
friends, watching TV, and other usual activities. Sometimes I go out on dates,
I'm an all right looking guy and get my fair share of action, but then again
some days I get nothing at all.
It all started on one of those particular days in fact. My girlfriend at the
time had just stormed out of the house after I had, what she thought, gone too
far. We were making out on the couch watching, or not watching, TV when I
started rubbing her crotch. At first she did nothing and I thought she liked it,
but all of a sudden she pushed me away and slapped me, calling me a pig and then
leaving the room and my house. At first I was mad and wanted to chase after her,
but I knew it wasn't worth it and sat back on the couch, thinking about my
increasing horny state.
About an hour had passed, I was in the kitchen with my Sociology book, when my
mom came home from her day at the health club. She usually stays after to do her
own personal workout and this day was no different, although usually I'm not
home to greet her.
At first I almost didn't recognize her. She walked in the door still wearing her
workout clothes which were all sweaty still from her training. She had on a blue
sports bra that just barely kept her full breasts in check, and a pair of tight,
biker shorts that hugged her shapely legs. Her long, brown hair was tied back
and allowed me to view all of her very pretty face. I guess you could say she
was a real knock out standing there, but I couldn't let on about that, she was
my mother for Christ's sake.
"Hi mom."
She was surprised, "Oh, hi sweetie. What are you doing home this early on a
Friday night? No hot dates?"
I kind of laughed and shrugged my shoulders. "I thought I'd get ahead on my
homework tonight." I couldn't exactly tell her I struck out with Heather and now
was suffering and needed some relief.
"Hmmm. Where is the rest of the household?"
"Dad is still out, Mary and Lisa are probably on dates or something."
"Just mother and son then this evening? That will be nice for a change."
"Sure." God, she looked hot! The whole time she was talking to me she was
busying herself in the kitchen, reaching in cupboards, bending down for things,
allowing me peeks at her fabulous chest and ass. It was hard not to think of my
mother in a sexual way in the state I was in. After all, she was only 37 and in
great shape from all the years as a health instructor, plus she was pretty, more
pretty then most moms her age. What's a son to do?
"We don't get to see each other much anymore, it'll be nice to talk to my son
over diner, we have a lot of catching up to do," she said.
"I guess we do mom. I've been so busy with finals and all, I really don't see
any of the family anymore."
"I'm just as guilty as you, the club keeps me so busy and I'm always burnt out
when I get home. What does your father look like these days?"
We both laughed as I helped her set the table and get the food ready, setting my
books aside for the moment. Before long the food was ready and mom and I sat
down and had our diner.
The conversation was good and it was actually nice to talk to my mother for more
then a few minutes at a time. We talked a lot when I was younger but as the
years went on we both became so busy. She told me about all the fun times she
has at the club and how she practically lives there, and I told her about my
life at school and my classes and such. Then we talked about our plans for the
summer and I told her I wanted to get back in shape and asked her if I could
come to the health club sometime. Of course she was excited I was interested in
anything she was involved with and said I could get in for free any time I want.
So that would be the plan once school was over.
After we finished supper and cleaned up our dishes, I went back to my studies
and she went upstairs to shower and change. I was a little disappointed my mom
would not be keeping her revealing outfit on for the rest of the night, but the
thought of her in the shower made my cock jump even more. I tried to keep my
mind on my work but it was difficult, I daydreamed as I listened to the water
running up in my parents bathroom. I imagined her soaping herself up, starting
with her perfect breasts, then moving to her flat stomach, slender legs and
sweet ass, then to her crotch and...
"Hi son."
"Whoa!! Oh, hi dad." He had awoken me from my incestual slumber. "You
startled me."
"Sorry boy. I bet I know what you were thinking about."
"What?" I was a stunned, stupefied, mortified by him reading my mind like that.
How could he possibly know?
"You had another date with Heather, huh?" Oh, I guess was overreacting a little
with that mind reading shit. "She really is something else Tom."
"She sure is dad." Little did he know I was talking about his very wife and my
own mother when I said that.
"Hard at it again? Keep up those good grades son, finals are soon and I know
you'll do well." He patted me on the back and then headed upstairs.
"Thanks dad."
Well, the rest of my night consisted of trying to study and thinking of my
beautiful mother. How great she would look naked, or with a dick in her mouth,
MY dick in fact. What I wouldn't give to bury my boner in her steaming pussy.
Whoa there boy! Finally I decided to just watch TV and get my mind on other
things, it just wasn't right to think of my mom as anything but mom. It was sick
and twisted, what kind of son was I to think these unclean thoughts. So I
watched the Disney channel, they were having a Donald Duck marathon. That's it,
nice wholesome cartoons.
The cartoons worked and before I knew it my sisters had both come home, we said
a few words and they went upstairs to bed. After a few more cartoons and when I
couldn't laugh out loud for fear of waking my family, I also headed to bed, down
to my room in the basement.
CHAPTER 2
The next couple of weeks went by quickly. I managed to concentrate long enough
to study and I did quite good on my final exams. On the last weekend there were
a few parties and I had a good time even though Heather was telling everyone how
much of a jerk I was, no one seemed to care though because they knew enough
about her to know I was not that way. Secretly I think she still liked me
though, but it was over as far as I was concerned.
Finally summer vacation was here. I got a job at the Walmart in town and
enjoyed a fixed schedule and a nice pay check each week. I still hung around
with my friends and caught up on goofing off and keeping the yard work up to
par at the old homestead, with both my parents gone most of the time it was a
good thing I did too.
But then I remembered something. I was going to be spending time at the health
club with my mom, as I expressed an interest earlier in the month. I wanted to
get back into shape but I also knew I'd get to see mom in her little fitness
outfit on a regular basis, which could mean many a sleepless night. But I did
promise her, and I wanted to go myself, so I did.
The first night was a little awkward. Mom took me on a tour of the place and
then showed me a good workout routine to build muscle. Seeing her straining
herself with the different machines and sweating doing the different exercises
had me in a lust for her all over again. But I was determined, I mean, how tough
could it be? It's the first day, an introduction day of sorts, once I know my
way around I wouldn't have to see her as much. She had classes after all, and a
workout regime and life of her own.
By the second and third night I was focusing on my muscle building workouts with
no problem. Some lifting here, a little running there, then off to basketball
and then to the pool for a quick swim. If I even saw mom it was in the hallway
on my way to the next part of my workout, and there wasn't enough time to
linger. She never stopped looking fabulous though, but I also was in the zone, I
kept saying to myself: "She's your mother Tom, not some college girl ripe for
the plucking." But it was obvious mom liked having me there, she even said so on
numerous occasions. On the rides home we'd share some health bars or shakes and
then eat a nice meal when we got home. It almost became like we were dating, but
you didn't hear me say that, so forget it entirely.
But then things changed a little on me. It was another night at the fitness
center and my mom and I were about to leave. I was waiting by the door to the
girl's locker room for her to finish changing when I saw Heather coming in
the entrance. I tried to look the other way so she wouldn't notice me but she
did anyway.
"Tom!" she was practically screaming my name, although not in the context I had
once envisioned. "How are you?"
"Hi Heather, I'm fine." I didn't want to give her anything to talk about with
me. Just go away, I thought.
"Are you getting strong!" she grabbed my arm and squeezed my biceps. I guess I
was getting more muscular, but she didn't have to throw herself at me.
"Thanks. I do what I can." I was being a jerk but it wasn't working. Then a
miracle happened, my mom finally came out of the dressing rooms and came up next
to me, putting her arm in mine and getting Heather to back off. I was relieved
but wondered what she was up to.
"Hi, I'm Heather. Who might you be?" She seemed angry and jealous, it was
just like her.
Then mom answered her, "I'm Tom's girlfriend Rachel." I was dumfounded. I
couldn't believe I heard her right, and by the looks of it, Heather was in shock
too. Not that my mom looks her age or that Heather knew she was really my
mother, but she is ten times prettier then Heather, or any girl for that matter.
She could be a supermodel for that matter. I was about to clear things up when
Heather spoke again.
"Ugh, nice to meet you. I was just about to invite Tom here to a party at my
house this weekend." I could tell she was gritting her teeth.
"Sounds like fun, we'll be there. Won't we honey?" I was again awestruck. Was my
mother really saying she would go to a drunken college party with me? I didn't
know what to say but I managed something. "Yeah."
"Great, seeya guys then." Then Heather went off into the locker room area and
mom and I went out the door to the car.
We got in the car and headed towards home. I was first to break the silence.
"Mom, what was that all about back there? Are you feeling all right?"
"Sure honey. I'm fine," she kind of giggled in a girlish way. "I just saved your
butt didn't I?" She touched my hand in a motherly way. "From where I stood it
looked like Heather was going for it all right there in the lobby sweetheart."
Again she giggled.
"Mom!" I was surprised by what she was implying.
"And I know you don't like her anymore so I gave you an excuse I suppose. Who
knew she would invite us to a party?"
"Well, we don't have to go to the party. You've done enough already,
thanks mom."
"You're welcome Tommy, but I want to go to that college party. I need to unwind
this weekend for once, and you're coming with me. How else do you expect Heather
to get off your back?"
"Oh my God, this is too weird" I wanted to go, but I was feeling funny about
having my mom as a date for that night. How would we act, how far would she
take it? I guess all I could do was wait and find out. "But I guess you're
right mom."
CHAPTER 3
So, it's the night of the party, of course I'm nervous and shaking like a leaf
all day long. And my mom is just really looking forward to a good night out with
her son. Twilight zone! At a college party with lots of beer and lots of dancing
and a sex charged atmosphere, this wasn't right! Or was it what I've always
dreamed of? I'm all ready and waiting in the kitchen for my mom to come down,
sweaty palms and all, just like a first date or something. She calls from
upstairs so I'm prepared, nothing could prepare me for what I saw though.
My mom came down in what had to be the skimpiest little black dress in her
closet. My jaw dropped. The skirt only covered a quarter of her milky thighs,
and the top was a V neck showing a lot of wonderful cleavage. Her hair was down,
wavy and flowing, framing her beautiful face, of which she had a good amount of
make up on. She looked great. She obviously noticed my awe and giggled as she
came to the kitchen.
"You like?"
"Wow," was all I could get out.
"I guess you do." She giggled again. "We have to impress some people tonight,
don't we?"
"M...M...Mom, you l...look incredible. Are you sure we should be doing this?
What would dad say?"
"Oh, you're father's gone out of town, he won't care. What's a few beers and a
few dances?"
Once my excitement subsided and I had the strength to stand, we got in the car
and headed over to the party. By the time we arrived it was already raging,
there had to be about 100 people at Heather's house. We went inside, I didn't
see a whole lot of my friends, which was good I guess because they may recognize
my mom, or they might not in her glorified state.
Mom really enjoyed herself, she was sucking the beers down like water and
twirling around me like a ballet dancer. I will admit, I wasn't having such a
bad time myself. I hadn't seen Heather yet, which was good, and getting a look
at my mother in that tight dress really got my hormones raging. We danced to a
few faster songs and then a few slow ones as well, I'm sure she could feel my
throbbing hard-on through my pants because we were real close on the dance
floor. But it didn't seem to matter, we were getting drunker by the second.
I could tell a lot of the guys there were ogling my mother, she must have known
it too, it merely added to her enjoyment. But it didn't matter to me, either it
was all the beer, or I was really enamored with my mom that night myself.
Everyone else disappeared for a while as she placed her head on my shoulder for
a slower tune. Having my hands on her hips was heaven. I was really getting to
feel the fruits of her labor, all those nights spent at the gym paid off and I
was holding the rewards, her tight gorgeous body. I wasn't sure, but I thought I
even felt her hard nipples poking my chest through her dress.
After a while we decided to take a break and sat down on an open couch, my mom
was holding my hand most of the evening but now she had her arms around my neck
like we were two lovers. It was quite astonishing, but that was only the
beginning. We rested for a while and made small talk. Meanwhile, a couple of
guys even asked my mom to dance but she respectfully declined their offers,
saying she was with the only guy she ever needed. Boy, she sure was taking this
fake relationship thing seriously. Or was she serious?
A few more minutes had gone by and then I saw Heather come in the room with her
new boyfriend, she hadn't spotted us yet but she was headed in our direction and
would see us soon. Then my mom Rachel saw her, next thing I know she pulls me on
top of her and tells me to kiss her. I hesitate so she does it for me, pulling
my lips down to hers rather forcefully. Now any inhibitions on my part were out
the window and I returned the furver of her kiss fully. And it got better, she
was jamming her tongue down my throat, running her hands all over my head and
back, moaning and slobbering all over my face. What had come over her? To say
that I was bewildered by this turn of events is putting it mildly, and I was
practically jizzing in my pants.
Well, by this time I was sure Heather and her new man had passed us by, not
wanting to interrupt our incestuous kissing. Hell, we were making out like
animals! Thinking this I withdrew from my hot as a firecracker mother to be
sure Heather had left, what I didn't expect was for mom to pull me back down to
her for necking more passionate then the first time. Here we were on a
stranger's couch, kissing like mother and son are never supposed to, and we
were both loving it. Neither of us let up in intensity, I was sliding my hands
up and down mom's smooth, sexy legs and she had her hand up my shirt, rubbing
my chest. I even felt a nice piece of mom's ass and she nearly began rubbing my
cock though my pants.
Finally we separated our lip lock, both of us gasping for air. Mom was looking
into my eyes with a seductive grin on her face, but I returned her smile with
only a look of confusion, horny as hell confusion.
"We should get home son and continue this in private," breathlessly she
whispered.
"Huh?" I was dumbfounded.
"What's the matter? Afraid of your own mother?" She was teasing me now.
"All right gorgeous, let's get outta here," I answered and she smiled at me and
gave me another peck on the lips.
CHAPTER 4
So we headed out to the car, not stopping to thank our hostess or even say any
farewells, mom grabbed us two road beers and told me to drive. Maybe she was a
little more tipsy then I was or maybe she really wanted all this to happen from
the start. Either way I was hoping my dreams of sleeping with my mother were
finally about to come true. The drive home took forever, mom was constantly
rubbing her legs back and forth, as if she was uncomfortable in her seat. My
pants weren't exactly comfortable either, my dick was straining to break free.
My mother must have sensed this and placed one of her hands on my crotch,
rubbing up and down over my cock. She was moaning and going on about how good it
felt and how big her little boy had gotten. I let out a few groans myself as
mom's stimulating was talking it's effect.
"Mom, are you sure we should be doing this?" I could actually hear my dick slap
my brain for asking such a question.
"Oh God Tom, let's just not think about that right now. Just get us home baby."
We eventually arrived at our destination, no one was home nor would they be for
most of the weekend. Mom and I practically fell in the doorway, giving into our
passions since getting out of the car, kissing and fondling each other wildly.
Somehow we managed to make it upstairs to my parent's bed room. We toppled onto
the bed, wrestling around a while with our tongues down each other's throats.
Eventually mom ended up on top of me, she had her arms on either side of me and
was grinding our crotches together, sort of a dry fuck if you will. I nibbled
her neck and ears, and helped her out by grabbing on to that delectable ass of
hers with both hands. Groaning with her eyes closed, I could feel her incredible
breasts sliding up and down my chest through our clothes.
She sat upright and got my shirt off my head, then she reached under the back of
her dress, unhooked her bra and pulled it out. She laughed and tossed it to the
floor. She then pulled the top of her dress down and pushed her bountiful
breasts out for me to see, kneading and squeezing them, pinching her red
nipples. There they were, the breasts I sucked on as a baby, the boobs that fed
me with sweet mother milk. They were beautiful, she was beautiful, the most
wonderful mom a boy could have.
She stuffed a nipple into my mouth and I began sucking and teasing it with my
tongue. I alternated between breasts, licking and pulling on the hard nipples,
swirling my tongue around though whole breast and pinkish aereoles. Mom was
loving it and began grinding her hips harder into my crotch, she must have been
close to coming and her pussy hadn't even been touched yet! After a few more
seconds she pulled her chest away, I felt like my world had ended but the fun
was about to get better.
Mom scooted back 'til her butt was resting on my ankles, undid my pants and
then slid them down to my knees. She rubbed my dick through my underwear and
watched it grow more and more from her touch. Pretty soon the head popped out
the top and she reached in and pulled out all my seven inches, now stroking
the full length of it and playing with my balls. I was groaning with ecstasy,
she looked up at me and smiled, then bent her pretty head down and started
licking my throbbing manhood. "Oh mom, that feels so good." She swabbed my
shaft with her thick tongue, slicking it with her saliva, stopping at the head
to kiss it and swirl her tongue around my piss hole. Up and down she went with
her tongue and next her lips, all the while my ass bunched up and I urged
myself into her hot mouth. She hummed and moaned as she took my entire length
down her throat, willing me to come, but I wanted to hold out so she could get
some enjoyment too.
I couldn't believe what a great cock sucker my own loving mother was, and boy
did she look great with my meat in her mouth. Every now and then she would look
up at her son with her bedroom eyes and smile, all the while giving me a
fabulous blow job. Her hair was in disarray all over my crotch as she continued
doing a number on my rod with her fabulous lips and tongue. I could also feel
her nipples as they grazed across my thighs, sending wonderful chills through my
body. But soon mom was through and I could tell she needed my stiff member
inside her.
"Oh God, my baby son tastes so good, but I need you inside me so bad," she had
proven me right, almost to the letter.
I only nodded in agreement, too engrossed in looking at her breasts jiggling
all around as she maneuvered herself so her pussy was on top of my dick. She
reached under her little dress and somehow got her black laced panties off. Wow
was she wet underneath! Sucking her own son off must have made her creaming and
hot and I felt her juices streaming over my still hard prick, now pinned
between us. I ran my hand up and down her milky thighs, very muscular from all
her nights at the gym. We both kind of just stayed in that position for a
while, caressing each other, knowing full well that we were about to cross the
point of no return.
Then, as if reading my thoughts, mom lifted herself above me, grabbed my cock
and guided it into her already burning pussy. It slid in like we were made for
each other, all the way down to the hilt, her cunt had swallowed me in one gulp.
It seemed like heaven returning from my point of origin, the womb where I was
born, and mom seemed to agree by her panting and dirty talk.
"Oh yeah, that feels so great! Tommy you're loving your mommie so good right
now! Please don't ever stop!"
"I won't mom! You're fantastic, I love you so much!"
"I love you too baby!"
Gradually the initial excitement subsided, ever so slightly mind you, and we got
into a slow rhythm. Mom sliding her slick cunt over her son's throbbing fuck
pole, she was so wet I could hear the sloshing sounds every time she moved her
beautiful ass downward. I helped out by thrusting upwards to meet her, causing
her and I greater pleasure each time. I reached down, grabbed the ends of her
skirt and slid her dress up more so I could get a good view of our fucking.
"You like looking at mommie's pussy swallowing her son's beautiful cock?"
"Oh yeah mom! You're so tight, I feel like I might come soon."
"That's what I want sweetie. I want you to come in your mommie's cunt!"
Mom picked up the pace a little then, impaling herself further on my manhood
and with more force. Her breasts were bouncing all over the place, I reached up
and squeezed them hard, rubbed them together and pinched her nipples. She went
wild at this.
"Squeeze mommie's tits, God that feels great! Suck them too, please suck my
nipples they need a son's touch again so bad!"
She brought her chest down and I reached my tongue out and gave them a lick,
then stuffed one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and biting them. Her pace
increased again and I tried to keep up with her which proved difficult at times.
"I'm gonna come Tommie, I'm gonna come with my son inside me!!!!!! Ooooohhh
Fuuucckkk!!!"
"Me too mom, I'm gonna squirt it in you!! Oooohhh Yyyyeeaahhh!!!"
"Please! I need your hot cum so bad! Put it all in me!!"
Mom arched her back, moaning as if she was short of breath, an almost painful
look came over her face as she started her orgasm. I could feel her pussy clamp
down on my cock as that familiar feeling began pooling in my loins. Then I
grunted and was spurting my seed deep in my mother's sucking pussy, breathing
hard in time with her gasps and sobs. I came again and again like I had years
worth of cum stored up in me just for this occasion, each time I shot my load
mom reacted with a tremor, part from her orgasm and no doubt part from feeling
her son coming inside her. Mom's cunt held my dick like a vice and kept milking
every once till my balls were empty. Soon her tremors had quit and we were now
mildly grinding our pelvis' together, my prick still buried in her hot box. She
had a smile on her face that was both sexy and motherly in the same breath as
she looked down on her son.
"Wow," she was whispering and panting the words out. "That was wonderful Tom.
You are the greatest son."
"Mom, words can't express what I'm feeling right now."
With that mom bent down, her big boobs pressing into my chest, and started
kissing me like we did earlier at the party. Sort of a thank you kiss for a date
that will never be forgotten, and never repeated. Or maybe there will be a
second date? Stay tuned.
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