Hello this is my first story on Literotica, and I really hope you like it! This story is about a college student moving in with his girlfriend and her mom for the lockdown. All characters are over 18 years of age. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons is coincidental. A big thanks to kenjisato for the editing. I would highly recommend kenjisato for any editing needs.
In lockdown with my girlfriend and her mom ...
As I lay in bed, in my dorm room, my eyes closed; enjoying the wonderful feeling of my girlfriend playing with my cock, with her wonderful, warm, and wet mouth sliding up and down my shaft, her tongue circling my head. Driving me closer with every flick of her tongue, when all of a sudden her phone starts ringing, she looks down to see it's her mom calling. I look down and tell her to ignore it. Almost two minutes later, her mom calls again, and starts texting her, " 911 CALL ME BACK NOW. "
My girlfriend looks at me, and tells me it must be important for her mom to text 911, and that she needs to call her mom back. I say, "Okay, but you're going to get punished for making me wait."
She nods and in the sweetest and cutest little voice says, "Yes, daddy."
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I guess this is a good time to give you a little background. My name is Jonathan, but everyone calls me John. I am 19 years old, am 5'9" tall, and weigh 190 lbs. I have long brown hair that comes to my shoulders, I have hazel eyes; and I have a nine inch cock. I am in petty good shape, as I played football and wrestled in high school; I workout four times a week, and run three miles every day.
My girlfriend is your typical Texas blond bombshell. Her name is Samantha, but everyone calls her Sami. Like me, she is 19 years old; and is 5'6" and 120 lbs. She has long blonde hair that comes down to the middle of her back; and beautiful light grey eyes, 34D breasts, and a pair of legs that go up and make an ass out of themselves. And what an ass they make, she has a big juicy ass that every girl wishes she had, and every guy wishes to get into. She is a mix of her mom who is white, and her dad who is Latino. She played volleyball and soccer in high school and her body shows it; we work out together every day.
Now I have never met Sami's mom before; I have only talked to her on the phone every now and then, she is funny and easy to talk to. I have asked Sami why she doesn't have any pictures of her mom or dad in her room, and she has said her dad was killed when she was really young by a drunk driver. Her mom only has some pictures of him at home. She has pictures of her mom and dad on her phone; but doesn't like people she doesn't really know, looking at her personal items like family pictures.
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Sami calls her mom back and asks what happened, tellings her that she just got out of the shower, and saw a bunch of missed calls and the 911 text. Her mom asks her if she had left college, and where is she right now. Her mom says she is going to get Sami a rental car and for her to leave tomorrow morning, and that she is to stay at my dorm for the night .
"What is this all about mom?!" asks Sami.
Her mom goes on to tell her that there's talks of a nationwide lockdown going into effect soon; that all travel, foreign and domestic, has already been canceled. Airports, buses, and train stations are now closed.
I sit up when I hear this. My mom is scheduled to come back from Hong Kong where she is with my dad. Due to COVID-19, my parents decided that one of them needed to come back to America. I don't have any family close by, and they don't want me to be alone, in case of an emergency; so my mom was going to return and rent a house to be with me.
When I started college, my mom and dad took this opportunity to open a new manufacturing company in Hong Kong. They said that with me in college for the next four to five years, this was the best opportunity to grow the business; they sold our house and moved. Now panicking for my mom's safety, I grab my phone and call my dad; it rings and goes to voicemail. I call my mom next, and after five rings she picks up and all I hear are people arguing fighting and yelling. I ask my mom what's going on. She tells me all flights are canceled and there's no way back to the U.S., and that the airline is not willing to give everyone their money back, but rather, offering airline vouchers being the government is canceling all flights, and not the airline.
My mom says that it looks like I am on my own until the airports open back up, and who knows when that's going to be. As I think of what I can do in my current situation, my mom has three options for me:
1. If I can make it back to New York, she can call some family or friends to see if I can stay with them;
2. She can send me some money to rent a small apartment; or
3. If I have a friend I can stay with, she will send me money to help them out with some bills, groceries, and rent if need be, for letting me stay with them.
As I think over my options; first driving from California to New York will take two to three days, or more. With everything going on, I don't know if I can get a hotel room or would I have to sleep in my car; and what about food, is the restaurant even going to be open?
Option two: rent in California is way too high, and I will need to get everything for a new apartment. On my last trip to the grocery store, I noticed that everything was running low as people were starting to panic; and shit was just starting. So, my only option is the third one.
I look up at Sami with a big smile, and she has the biggest smile looking back at me, knowing what I was thinking. Her mom, this whole time, was listening to my conversation with my mom, and knows the situation I was in.
So as Sami, in her little kid voice, can only say, "Mommy," and before she can say anything else, I hear her mom sigh and say, "Fine, he can stay with us. We can't very well have him alone and by himself; who knows what he will get himself into."
I look at Sami, and say in a low voice, so as to not let our moms hear, "I know what I want to get into right now." This makes her start giggling like a schoolgirl.
My mom on the phone gives a sigh of relief and says she will put money in my account; and for me, to check in with her or my dad at least two or three times a week. I say okay; and let Sami's mom know we will be on the road first thing in the morning, and say our goodbyes.
After we get off the phone with our moms, she looks at me with a big smile and says, "Now, where was I?"
I grab my now soft cock and say with a big smile, "Somewhere around here, I think."
She wastes no time getting me rock hard again. After about five minutes of her working her magic on my cock, I look at her and say, "So are you ready for your punishment?"