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Mommie's Boy
By
Norm DePloom
In my whole young life I never expected to experience
what was happening to me. How often does a Junior in
high school wake up with his mothers naked body
against his back and her arm draped over him with her
hand massaging the base of his hard cock and his
balls? How many times does he hear her voice
whispering in his ear.
"Do you want to fuck Mommy before you go to school?"
If your mother looked like mine you would do the same
thing I did. My mother looked better than any of the
cheerleaders at school. In fact she had been a
cheerleader when she got pregnant and gave birth to
me, her wonderful loving son. I responded like any
healthy horny teenage boy would.
"Hell yes," I said as I turned towards her. She threw
her leg over me and lowered herself down on my cock
with such dexterity that, if my brain hadn't been
turned to mush just then by the feeling of my cock
slipping into a hot wet cunt for the second time in my
life, I would have wondered just how much of a slut
she had been in High School.
When she began to slide her pussy up and down my
shaft, and rub her breasts on my chest I lost any
concern I may have had for her past moral
indiscretions. To this day the feeling of my cock
slipping into a warm well-lubricated vagina will turn
me into a drooling idiot, totally oblivious to the
world around me. If World War III happened while I
was slipping my cock into a hot wet pussy I would
never know it.
Getting back to that morning before school, I grabbed
one of her tits and began to suck on her nipple like I
was a starving baby. While I sucked on her hard
nipple I pumped my rigid cock up into her wet cunt
matching my thrusts to her pussy sliding up and down
on my shaft. Her loud moans let me know how much she
appreciated my efforts.
How, you might ask, did I end up fucking my mother
before school that morning? Glad you asked. As I
said my mom got pregnant when she was a junior in High
School. She was a Cheerleader and got knocked up by
the football team. That's right, the whole team,
including the Coach.
She, and one other Cheerleader, used to reward the
team for winning games. They also used to console the
team when they lost games. Actually they were pretty
much the team's private fuck toys. Like I said my mom
was quite the slut when she was in high school, but
who am I to complain? Hell, I wouldn't be here if she
hadn't been, and I wouldn't be enjoying some of the
best pussy in the western universe if she still
weren't somewhat of a slut.
Her home life had not been anything to 'write home'
about, so she took off on her own and moved to the
'big city' where she got a job in a restaurant and
saved her money until she was to big to work. After I
was born she discovered well fare and AFDC. That and
what money she could earn 'under the table' (I
understand some of it was earned literally under the
table from some of her 'boyfriends'). Kept her going
while she learned some computer skills and arranged a
gig where she could work at home while she raised me.
All that happened before I was old enough to remember.
All I know is that my mom has been home for me after
school every day of my life. The only reason I know
about this stuff is because she told me. She said she
always wanted to be honest with me. She gave up
'boyfriends' and gave up sex to make sure I would have
someplace nice to come home to. She must have been
good at her computer work, we had a nice home to live
in and I went to at good school. And now being able
to fuck her each morning before first period was going
to make my life nearly perfect.
Anyway, it all started one night a few weeks ago when
I got up to go to the bathroom and walked by my
mother's bedroom door. It was slightly open and I
could hear soft moaning coming from inside her room.
I started to push the door open and ask if she was OK
then, just before I spoke, I noticed a soft buzzing
sound accompanying her moans. I decided to take a
closer look through the crack in the door.
There was my mom, her legs pulled up and spread as
wide as they would go, working herself with a vibrator
while she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples
with the other hand. No wonder she was moaning. The
sight of her glistening wet pussy transfixed me.
There was just enough light for me to see the vibrator
slipping in and out of her. She would work it in and
out a few times, then move the tip up and around her
clitoris, then back down inside her pussy again. The
white vibrator stood out in stark contrast to her
dark, almost black pubic hair.
I, of course, got a boner immediately and instantly
forgot about my need to pee. I had never seen a real
live pussy before. It excited me beyond anything I
could ever have imagined to have my first pussy
sighting be my mother's. She started cuming, and I
silently slipped back into my room.
I laid on my bed and yanked on my hard cock like there
was no tomorrow. I think I set a new 'personal best'
for distance when I came. I waited for awhile to give
my mother a chance to get to sleep, then went into the
bathroom and peed. I went back to bed and jerked off
again, and again. I couldn't get the image of that
vibrator fucking in and out of my mother's pussy out
of my mind, and every time I thought about it I would
get hard and jerk off again. I finally fell asleep
from utter exhaustion. The next day was Saturday, and
my mom was already up and fixing breakfast when I
finally made it into the kitchen after waking up and
jerking off two more times.
"Did you sleep well?" she asked me as I walked into
the room and sat at the table. I sat down quickly
because I was already getting hard again and I didn't
want her to see the bulge.
"Fine." Was all I said. I looked at my mom cooking
pancakes, and saw her in an entirely new light. I had
always known that my mom was a 'looker', but now I was
seeing her as a sexual person. I couldn't look at her
without picturing her with the vibrator pumping in and
out of her wet cunt. I wondered if her pussy was wet
right now.
Her back was to me, and I studied her thighs and rump.
The tight shorts she wore accentuated them. As I
looked at her my cock got really hard. I mean harder
than it had ever been, it felt like it was going to
burst. I had this vision of my mom laying on her bed
and me on top of her...I tried to stop the fantasy,
after all I couldn't go around day dreaming about
fucking my own mother, could I?
My mother turned from the stove with a plate full of
pancakes and walked over to me. She was wearing a T-
shirt, and it was obvious that she was not wearing a
bra. My mother dressed like this almost every morning
but, somehow, after last night it was different. I
imagined what she would look like walking towards me
naked. I never would have believed it, but my cock
got even harder. She sat the plate of food in front
of me.
"Is everything OK?" she asked.
"Yeah mom, everything's fine." I looked up directly
at her right tit swaying gently under the thin cotton
material and could just make out her dark aureoles, or
at least thought I could. By that time my imagination
was living a life of it's own and was totally out of
control. She leaned over and kissed me on the
forehead and I got a peek down the neck of her shirt
and saw her tits hanging down. I got a quick glance
of her nipple and my cock jerked inside my pants.
I was going to have to get to the bathroom soon or I
was going to have a wet spot on my jeans. I scarffed
my pancakes and dashed for the bathroom. All I can
really remember about that weekend is jerking off. I
pulled on my dick until I thought I was going to rip
it off. I no longer had anything to shot when I came,
but every time I thought about my mother my dick would
get hard and I would end up in my bedroom, or in the
bathroom, jerking off again.
That night I stayed awake until my mom went to bed
then stationed myself just outside her bedroom. This
time the door was closed, but in the quite house I
could hear her moans and the buzz of the vibrator.
The buzzing sound got louder and softer as she pushed
it in and out of her hot flesh. My imagination easily
supplied the rest. I was outside my mom's room every
night after that hoping that she would leave the door
open a crack again. It was another two weeks of
listening to her moans and the buzz of her vibrator
before I got lucky again. Mean while I had snagged a
pair of her underwear from the laundry hamper, and
would smell them while I listened to her moans and
jerked on my hard cock. Now I had the smell, as well
as the sight of her wet pussy burned into my brain
forever.
I remember it was a Monday night when I discovered her
door open again. It was open just a small crack, just
like the last time. I could hear the moans and the
vibrator. I imagined I could smell her. I pushed the
door gently to open it further. The moans stopped,
and the motions of her legs and hands stopped. I
froze, terrified that I had been caught trying to
watch my mom masturbating, but after a few seconds the
moaning began again and the bedsprings began squeak as
she bounced gently.
I felt guilty spying on my mother while she fucked
herself with the vibrator, but not guilty enough to
overcome my teenage lust. I crouched down and peered
through the widened crack in the door. I reached
inside my pajama pants and gently stroked my ever-hard
cock while I watched the vibrator slipping in and our
of my mother's wide-open cunt. When the show was over
I slipped back into my bedroom and masturbated myself
into an exhausted sleep.
The next morning my mom woke me up and left the room.
As she disappeared down the hallway I realized that I
had fallen asleep with my pajama's down around my
ankles. I had been in the middle of a dream about
fucking my mom and was laying there with my hard cock
sticking straight up in the air. Not even the
embarrassment of being caught 'with my pants down'
could stop me. I jerked off again before getting
dressed and going to the kitchen for breakfast.
I was apprehensive, not knowing what my mother was
going to say to me about what she saw. I couldn't be
sure, but I thought my mom was fighting to keep from
smiling. Her nipples seemed to be more prominent than
usual. While I ate my breakfast I kept expecting her
to say something, even if it was just a warning to
keep my door shut. She didn't, she sat across from me,
ate her own breakfast and looked at me occasionally
with what appeared to be amusement. I finished my
breakfast then bolted to the bathroom to jerk off
again before I went to school. Thank god for school,
other wise I probably would have pulled my dick off
during those weeks leading up to this mornings pre-
school mother fuck.
I spent the whole day trying to keep my hardon hidden
as I walked from class to class. I found a reason to
avoid gym class, no way could I have hidden my
erection while taking a shower with the other guys,
and I did not want to have to explain to them why I
had what seemed to be a permanent boner. I looked
around at the girls in each class, and decided that
none of them could hold a candle to my mother.
I came home after school and, after waving a 'hi'
to my mom at her computer, ran into my bedroom and
began to jerk off again. Without realizing it, or
maybe it was on purpose subconsciously, I had not
closed the door completely. I thought I heard
something in the hallway, but was to obsessed to stop
until I shot another load onto my chest. Then I
looked around, but could find nothing. I went back
into the kitchen to get a snack and saw my mom still
at her desk. She smiled at me warmly.
"Everything come out OK?" she asked.
"Sure mom, everything is fine." I replied trying to
sound innocent. Did she intend a double meaning with
her question? Or was she just asking an innocent
question? Again her smile had the hint of amusement.
Could it be that she had been spying on me in my
bedroom? Could she be watching me when I jerked off?
Imagining my mom watching me gave me another in a long
line of boners and I headed back to my bedroom for
another jerk session. That night we had pizza for
dinner, a special treat for both of us.
"What's the occasion?" I asked her as I sat down at
the table.
"Oh nothing really, just wanted to do something
special for you." She looked different somehow, she
was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt like always, but
the T-shirt seemed to be a little tighter and a little
thinner than usual, accenting her firm breasts. It
was also cut off just below her breasts, a style
popular with the girls at school, but one I had never
seen my mother wear. Her nipples were just peeking
through the material, and began to stick out more as I
looked at them. Her firm smooth skinned stomach
stretched from the bottom of her cut off T-shirt to
the tops of her tighter than usual shorts.
I immediately imagined myself ripping off her T-shirt
and sucking on her nipples as I forced my hand down
the front of her shorts and pushed my fingers into
that wet cunt she had between her legs. I blushed and
looked away. I saw a sly smile on my mom's lips when
that happened. My ever-present erection throbbed in
my pants.
We ate pizza and talked. The talk had an intimacy
about it that I had never experienced with anyone
before. Neither one of us said anything remotely
sexual, but sex seemed to hang in the air between us,
mixed with the smell of our large combo pizza. I
desperately wanted do know if her pussy was wet. What
it would feel like to push my finger into it. What it
would smell like, what it would taste like if I licked
it. More than anything else I wanted to know what it
would feel like to push my hard cock into it. If I
hadn't already completely drained my balls jerking off
all evening I'm sure I would have cum in my pants.
After our pizza I went to my room to do my homework.
I left the door about halfway open and jerked off
three or four times during the evening. I never saw,
or heard anything, but I was sure that I was being
watched part of the time. About ten o'clock I went to
tell my mother good night and found her already in her
bedroom. She was wearing just a T-shirt, sitting on
the edge of her bed. The shirt was long enough to
cover her completely, but I found it extremely
enticing and struggled to hide the growing bulge in my
pajamas.
"Good night honey," she said kissing me on the cheek,
"I'm going to go to bed early too, I'm really tired."
She glanced down at my crotch and smiled. "Go on to
bed dear."
I almost ran back to my bedroom and pulled my pajamas
down as I hurled myself onto my bed. I was stroking
myself before I hit the mattress. As I jerked myself
off I heard the familiar sound of my mom's vibrator
and realized that both our bedroom doors were wide
open. She can't possible think I'm already asleep. I
said to myself. The sound of the vibrator, and the
chance to see her naked again drew me like a man in a
trance. I got out of bed and walked down the hallway
to her bedroom doorway. I stood out of sight and
massaged my cock while I listened to her moans.
Then the most preposterous thought struck me. The
moans were louder than they had ever been before, her
door was wide open, and she wanted me to hear her.
She was putting on a show for me. No, I told myself,
she wouldn't do that. Then the image of my mom
fucking the entire football team came to mind. Yes,
she just might be doing that, I thought.
I crouched down near the floor and peaked into the
room. The same thrill I had felt the last two times
swept through me again. There was my mom, her legs
spread, pushing the white vibrator in and out of her
wet pussy. Again I reached inside my pajamas and
started working my cock while I watched her. Suddenly
she stopped and pulled the vibrator out of herself.
She sat up and looked right at me.
"Come in here." I froze. I had been caught peeping on
my mom. I felt like running and hiding. "Come on, I
want you to come in here right know." I stood up and
went into her bedroom with my hand down the front of
my pajamas still holding onto my hard cock. I walked
over to where she was sitting on the edge of her bed.
I looked down at my mother's naked body, adrenaline
and lust surged through my body. I was transported I
felt like I was immersed in a pool of eroticism.
Everything I looked at took on an erotic aura. Even
my mother's dimmed bedside lamp seemed to be immensely
erotic. Her body was more beautiful than anything I
had ever seen in my life, she seemed to glow in the
darkness.
"Take off your pajamas." I hesitated, then pulled my
pajamas down and stood naked in front of my mother.
My cock was so hard it ached. It jerked and pulsed up
and down, and small drops of fluid oozed out of the
tip. Get down on your knees and don't touch
yourself." I slowly got down on my knees in front of
her. She looked like a sex goddess to me. If she had
handed me a knife and told me to cut off my dick as a
sacrifice I would have. She lifted her left leg and
placed her foot on the edge of the bed opening her
self to my view. She leaned back on her right elbow
and began to stroke herself with her left hand.
"Is this what your want?" she asked with a soft sultry
voice. My face was only inches from her wet open
pussy as she rubbed herself and slid a finger inside.
"I've been wet all day waiting for you." Her smell
was intoxicating, I wanted to dive into her and spend
my life between her legs.
"I had to use my vibrator five times today, I kept
thinking about how you looked this morning with your
lovely hard cock sticking up in the air." I blushed.
My cock throbbed. I leaned closer to her, the smell
of her pussy was intoxicating. Her finger moved in
and out of her pussy. It was covered with her juices
and glistened in the dim light.
"I was tempted to wake you up by sucking your cock
this morning." The sight of her finger moving slowly
in and out of her pussy and the sound of her soft
sultry voice saying the most erotic things I had ever
heard kept me entranced.
"I know you've been spying on me when I left the door
open. I think I subconsciously left it open so you
would." I stared transfixed as her finger continued
to slide in and out of the most beautiful place I had
ever seen. I started to reach for my cock.
"No, honey, don't touch yourself yet." Even though
her voice was still soft and sultry I jumped and
looked guilty.
"I can't help it. I have to. I'm going to go crazy
if I don't." I looked at her pleadingly. She pulled
her finger out of her wet hole and took my hands in
hers.
"Put your hands on my thighs. That's it, now gently
rub your hands up and down my legs. Yeah, that's it.
OK, know I want you to kiss me." I started to stand
up so I could reach her mouth.
"No son, kiss me where you came out. Kiss your
mommie's hot pussy." I leaned forward and put my lips
on her glistening outer pussy lips. I kissed gently
and reverently, then tenderly licked up and down the
fleshy outer folds of her cunt. As soon as my tongue
touched her pussy I was addicted. I was hooked on
pussy forever. I was hooked on my mother's pussy. I
pushed my tongue in as far as I could, and rubbed my
nose against her clitoris. She leaned back on both
elbows and moaned. She put her hands on each side of
my head and gently directed my tongue and lips to her
most sensitive areas.
I no longer cared what happened to me. I could have
died at that moment and been happy. I could not
believe that anything could be better than my first
taste of pussy. I kneaded and caressed her inner
thighs with my hands as I licked and sucked every wet
musky nook and cranny of her wonderful pussy. I heard
her moan as she began to rock her hips smearing her
cunt up and down on my face, and realized that she was
about to cum. I redoubled my efforts and held on for
dear life as she began bucking her hips.
"Oh my god lick you mommie's cunt you little pervert.
Make me cum. Oh god oh god Oh god...." Her voice went
from soft and sultry to hard and demanding. Her whole
body tensed and I thought she was going to break my
neck as she clenched her legs around my head and held
me tight against her humping crotch. Then she relaxed
and fell back on the bed.
I sat back on my heals and waited. I wanted to prove
to her that I was a good son and worthy of her
glorious body so I waited without touching myself. It
was the most difficult thing I had ever done. My cock
was so hard it ached. I watched as her thighs
trembled and her breasts heaved.
Then she sat up and took my head between her hands and
pulled me towards her. Her soft sensuous lips touched
mine. Her tongue slithered into my mouth like a small
snake darting over my teeth and gums. It pushed
against my tongue until I responded and pushed my
tongue into her mouth. I had heard about 'French
kissing' before but never experienced it. Just like
everything else that was happening to me, I found it
wonderful and exciting. I pushed my tongue back into
her mouth and our tongues danced and played with each
other. During all this time clear liquid had
continued to ooze from the tip of my hard cock and run
down it's underside. Mother broke off the kiss and
stared into my eyes.
"That was the best pussy licking I have ever
received." I blushed and beamed with pride. I had
pleased my mother. After all she had done for me, it
was the least I could do for her.
"Now stand up and let me look at my studly son." I
stood up and started to cover myself in embarrassment.
"Don't cover yourself." She said to me gently. She
looked at me then reached out and took my cock gently
in her hand. Her touch sent surges of erotic feelings
through my body, my cock jerked and twitched in her
hand. I almost came on her then and she could tell.
"Tell me what you're feeling." She looked into my eyes
as she gently rubbed my balls.
"It feels so much better when someone else touches it.
I think I'm about to ah you know."
"Cum?"
"Yes."
"That's OK honey, I think you will be able to cum more
than once tonight." With that I let go a spurt that
hit her on her left tit. She smiled and laughed
gently as the next spurt hit her arm and then the rest
kind of oozed out onto the palm of her hand. While
continuing to stare deeply into my eyes she released
my cock and brought her hand up to her mouth. I
watched in amazement as she grinned back at me and
licked my cum off her palm, then used the same hand to
rub my come into her breast like it was a precious
body oil. Next she lifted her arm licked my cum from
it. She grinned the whole time.
"Your taste intoxicates me like a fine wine." She
slipped down to sit on the floor with her back against
the side of the bed. Put her hands on my buttocks and
pulled me forward. I gasped as she took my entire
hard cock into her mouth.
I suppose a woman who satisfied an entire football
team when she was a Junior in high school would have
no problem her teenage son. I put my hands on her
shoulders and looked down to watch my coock appearing
and disappearing in and out of her mouth. Her tongue
swirled around my cock like a wet whirlwind. This was
even better than licking her pussy, and I couldn't
wait to try them booth at the same time.
She pulled me all the way into her mouth and pushed
the tip of her finger into my ass. I started cuming
again. Cuming like I never had before. I'm sure
there wasn't very much semen, but my eyes rolled up in
my head and I almost past out from pleasure. When she
took her mouth away from my cock I collapsed. I
slowly sank into her lap like I used to when I was
younger, with my head resting on her shoulder.
As I recovered from my first blow job I reached out
and began to reverently touched her left nipple. It
grew hard as I played with it. Mother showered my
face with wet soft lipped kisses ending up on my mouth
for another intense tongue session. While we kissed
she reached down and began to stroke my still hard
cock.
"Doesn't this thing ever get soft?" she asked breaking
our kiss.
"Not since I saw you with that vibrator two weeks
ago." I continued to gently pinch her nipples. She
showered my face with kisses again and continued to
stroke my cock.
"I knew this morning when I saw you laying in bed with
your hard cock sticking up in the air that I was going
to end up fucking you." As she talked I ran my hand
down between her legs and slipped a finger into her.
She spread her legs and rocked her hips to expose more
of herself for my enjoyment.
"As soon as you were out the door this morning I was
back in her fucking myself with that vibrator. I came
twice before I could settle down and get some work
done. Mmmm, that feels so good, don't stop." I had
no intention of stopping, I would finger her pussy
until the turn of the century if that's what she
wanted.
"I was back in the bedroom an hour later. That's the
way it was all day, every time I thought of your
beautiful cock sticking up in the air I would have to
come back in here and do myself again." Her body
tensed and I could tell that she was having another
small orgasm. I leaned over and sucked on her nipple
while I continued to slip my finger in and out of her.
I took my mouth away from her nipple after her orgasm
died away.
"I don't know which I want to do more, lick you again,
or have you suck me again. They were both the best
things I ever felt." Mother looked into my eyes again
I could feel her love.
"Why don't we do both?" She climbed up on the bed and
laid down on her back with her legs spread she reached
out her hand to me "Come on honey, you stick your
head down between my legs and lick my pussy and I'll
suck you marvelous young cock at the same time."
I did as she suggested and sank my tongue into her
while she sucked me deep into her mouth. I used my
fingers to pull her outer lips apart and licked the
inner walls of her warm moist cunt. Her tongue was
swirling around my cock again. I began to fuck in and
out of her mouth. She squeezed my buttocks with one
hand and reached around and gently squeezed my balls
with the other. I was in heaven. Nothing, I thought
could ever be better than this.
I remembered what she had done the first time she
sucked my cock and dipped a finger into her to get
lubrication then pushed the tip of it into her ass
while I concentrated on sucking on her clitoris. I
felt her moan vibrating around my cock and new I was
doing the right thing. I pushed my finger deeper into
her and was rewarded with another moan. She took her
mouth off my cock for a second.
"Tomorrow you can do that with your cock." I almost
came when she said that. My cock twitched in
anticipation as she slipped her mouth back over it. I
had never thought about doing that, but the thought of
fucking my mother's ass turned me on more than ever.
I worked my finger in and out of her like a piston and
tongued her clitoris like it was a miniature cock.
The idea must have turned her on also, she wrapped
both arms around my waist and began to hump her ass on
my finger while she sucked on my cock like a wild
woman. I thought she was going to suck my entire body
out through the end of my rod.
I stuck a second finger into her ass and began to fuck
them both in and out of her. At the same time I
inserted three fingers from my other hand into her
gapping cunt hole and fucked them in and out with all
the force I could muster. I continued to suck and
tongue her clitoris in time to the fingers fucking in
and out of both her holes. I felt her whole body
tense and rock as rhythmic waves passed through her
muscles. I could feel her pussy clamping down on my
fingers and felt fluid shooting out of her just like
she was a man. My body tensed and I deposited another
few drops of cum into her mouth. This was my ninth
or tenth orgasm in one evening and I had nothing left
to shoot. Our bodies relaxed and I laid beside her
with my fingers still buried in her pussy and ass. I
was almost asleep when she shook me.
"Wake ups sleepy head, we're not done yet." She gave
me a leering predatory grin.
"Wha???" was my brilliant reply.
"You're not going to sleep stud until you fuck your
mommy." I looked down at myself, after two weeks of
constant jerking off my cock was finally beginning to
get soft. A few strokes from her expert fingers
reversed that trend and soon had me as hard as ever.
Mother pushed me down on the bed and
straddled me.
"Don't worry honey," she leered, "I'll do all the work
for you. You just keep that dick of your hard for a
while longer." Hearing my mother talk dirty like that
helped tremendously. My cock stood straight up and
pointed directly at her gapping wet hole.
This whole evening had been a series of revelations.
Someone else touching my cock felt a thousand times
better than touching it myself. Licking a pussy was a
thousand times better than that. Having my cock
sucked was a thousand times better than licking a
pussy. Licking a pussy while having my cock sucked
was another thousand times better. And now as my
mother slowly sank her hot wet cunt down over my hard
cock I found paradise. This was a million times
better than all the rest put together.
This started a new phase in our relationship. My
mother's old slut personality came back out and we
fucked ourselves into deliriums every chance we got.
I only have one question that's never been answered.
Does having a cock pushed into her feel as good to a
woman as pushing a cock into her feels to a man?