Mommy's Boy

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Mommy's Boy

Norm DePloom

n 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?

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