Thank you to mo573john for editing this chapter.
In the past few days, my main focus has been trying to figure out what is going on with me. It was something that occupied most of my mind really. The powers I'd inherited from my father, realising that this was a hereditary link. I combed through many of my family photo albums. Amazingly, I could find tons of pictures of mom and her sister Susan. Tons of them with their parents, their cousins and so on. I had a great understanding of my mom's side, Dad's side was shrouded in mystery, most of the men who I saw with him worked for or with him.
There were a couple of wedding pics, and even then. Those only had more of his associates. One picture from that wedding, however, I noticed a man with strikingly similar features to me and my dad. He had our piercing eyes, while my hair was brown. All our hair grew the same, and more so it was the way our jaws curved. This guy was related to me, but how. In the picture it's just him and my dad in suits, standing in front of a strip club. Was it the bachelor party? Maybe it is my uncle? But no, I don't remember dad mentioning a brother.
I gave up and came to my mother, she was making my favourite meal. Part of our new Friday tradition, this was going to be an interesting night.
"Mom, who's this?"
Mom looked at it, a quick glance really.
"That's your Grandpa, Davy Clark."
Once I heard the name, I connected the dots. I remembered my grandpa somewhat fondly. He showed up to a couple of family gatherings. He always came draped in women, and even though he was well older than dad he looked like his brother. I even wondered if he aged or if he really was some immortal man. I thought about how I used to idolise him, as some sort of Casanova.
"Um do you know where I can find him?"
"Yeah... he lives somewhere on the west side. I'll send you the address once I find one of the letters he sent."
"Okay thanks mom." I gave her a kiss on the cheek, which earned a cute smile. I was about to see more of her as she made my meal. It had been exactly 2 months since we had that sexual encounter. For the first two weeks after, we sort of pretended it never happened. The event with Susan killed that, and mom could not be denied anymore.
Now Friday night is dedicated to her, where she'll make my favourite meal like she did on my birthday.
Then she'll take a shower and dress up in lingerie before coming to my bedroom. There, she'll play one of two roles, the first is the wanton whore who needs a good fucking from her son. The other, a seductive temptress who is going to milk her son's dick of all his cum before giving him a taste of her creamy pussy.
This role was up to her, she often alternated so I didn't know what was coming. I knew though that we were going to do something steamy tonight. I could sense mom's lust; it was as intoxicating as the food she was cooking. Once I got the information I needed from her, I went to the lounge and watched some crime dramas. Not long after, mom placed my pie on the table and asked me to eat up. Just like fateful night, I ate the whole thing. My hunger was not limited to women, mom watched, in awe, as I scarfed it down.
"You certainly have an appetite, is that why you've grown so much recently."
It was true, I'd undergone a second growth spurt. Mom probably noticed a long time ago; this was just her first time mentioning it. I finished my meal and stopped mom from collecting the plates, I took them to the kitchen and insisted on doing the dishes.
"You're such a sweetie, I'll make sure you get an extra special reward later."
Mom left me in the kitchen and went to take her inevitable shower. I didn't take long to wash the plates; it was just the two of us. Once I was done, I made my way to my room. Making sure to lock the doors and turn off the lights in the lounge. I'd not usually done these things; it's just I had lots of energy. I rarely got tired or felt lazy. My addiction to sex was enough to satiate all these things.
I sat on my desk and texted my friends, Jake was going to come get the bike in the morning. We needed to finalise a time. It made me wonder what college girls are like, one thing that I thought about is that they probably do anal or other crazy sexual acts. I lay back on my chair and started imagining my future varsity life, the number of coed targets that will likely be present in that environment.
"Hun..." My mom was here, in her robe. Slightly see through, evident by the visible red corset lingerie.
"I'm here..." She announced as she crept in, her warm smile breaking me out of my imagination. Mom was elegant, confident, not clumsy at all. I watched her sway her hips towards me, making my eyes gravitate towards her bouncy butt. Her lace panties were also visible, and they got my mind thinking about her pussy. I reminisced about how it felt inside her warm wet pussy, the intense and passionate way she fucked me.
"I was just daydreaming," I blurted out.
"No need to daydream anymore, sweetie, your dream is right here."
Mom pulled me out of my chair and onto the bed, she sat down next to me.
"You've been a really good boy recently, so I think mommy needs to take care of you."
I could never protest that; I had a slight preference for temptress mommy. This version fit our usual relationship better, I could never be rough with my mom. I knew I was a momma's boy, it was still my natural state. Mom perhaps preferred more dominant men, but I could tell she got a kick out of being in control.
"Come here baby." Mom moved closer and put her hands in my pants, she licked my neck then gave me her iconically warm and soft kisses. Her hands fished my dick out of my pants and started stroking gently.
"You like mommy playing with your dick, baby."
"Yes mom." I said, breathless from the attention she gave me.
I loved this treatment, I felt at peace. Mom knew her way around my dick, she eased her hands to my balls and rubbed them a bit. Gave them a good squeeze, then returned her hands to my shaft.
"Is this what you were dreaming about, mommy touching that big dick of yours. For someone so well-behaved you have naughty thoughts don't you. You like being milked by mommy don't you, your dick is so hard in my palm."
Mom was trying to coach an orgasm out of me, it was working. I was her prey tonight. She slowly used her other hand to undo her robe to reveal the beautiful body and outfit underneath. Mom then grabbed my hand and placed it on her breasts.
"Don't focus on yourself, honey, touch mommy's breasts."
I did as she asked, feeling her soft skin and supple tits. It was a new experience, touching mom's body for pleasure. Not because we loved each other as mother and son, but because we had primal desires. We coveted each other's flesh, our carnal base instincts ignoring our otherwise more emotional relationship.
Mom licked my neck as I touched her, she whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I did so.
Most of which were, 'you're such a good boy, touch your sexy mommy, let mommy milk you.' I could hardly resist cumming.
Mom, still taking full charge of our situation, pushed me down on to the bed without breaking her grip on my engorged dick. With ease, she swung her body over mine and straddled my face.
"Move mommy's panties to the side and lick my clit, baby. Mommy wants you to drink her cum. Let me suck this cock for you while you eat me out."
I followed her orders and moved her sticky panties out of the way. Her pussy dripped onto my nose, even before I placed my tongue on her erect clit. I placed my hands on her thick ass and pulled her down towards me. I got her clit in my mouth and started sucking on it. I cooed and squealed at the sensation of my mouth sucking on her sensitive clit. As she promised, drops of her pussy juice flows directly into my hungry mouth.
Simultaneously, she placed her mouth over my dick, the warm breath a new sensation compared to her warm hands still softly stroking. I could feel her kissing my dick, soft kisses like the ones she gave me. I loved the way she made love to my dick, treating it like it was, well... me her son. Mom showed adoration to it, affection, worship, and once her teasing elicited a loud groan from me.
It was go time and mom devoured my dick. Pushing her head down until her nose hit my balls. I'd never had anyone deep throat me so easily and quickly before. Although, mom had regular practice with my dick. Often after school, if she felt like it. I never asked, but mom was well acquainted with my dick, which is what separated her from most girls. She'd learned my spots, my tells, my weaknesses, she could make me cum without even thinking about it.
I felt the back of her throat, it was warm and wet. Much like a pussy with a tongue slurping inside it. I bucked up, wanting to fuck her face whilst simultaneously sucking harder on her clit. Mom grunted into my dick before letting it free. My dick was drenched in her saliva, and she continued her stroking as she leaned back, pushing her butt on to my face and bringing darkness to my sight. It also meant her pussy was now dripping onto my face and my nose poked her asshole.
I got a good whiff of her pussy, a musky scent that was intoxicating. It tastes just as good as the tang, and she gasped again as I adjusted my mouth. I stuck my tongue into her wet hole, getting another good taste of her pussy. It was a lovely salty taste of girl cum, mom was losing the control she started with. She was now at my mercy, reaching orgasm from me tongue fucking her.
"Yes baby...oh yes baby...make mommy cum all over your mouth...ahh, make mommy cum in your mouth. Get a helping of some mommy cum...ohh....ohh...ahh. I'm wet just for you sweetie, you make mommy so horny. I want you ahh...fuck...to taste how horny you make me...ooh, ahh...fuck...ahh...ahh, I want you to see how much of a good boy you are. Making me...ahh ooh...making umnn...umm...ahh... so horny and wet for you. I want to cum in your mouth."
Mom began bucking up and down, on to my tongue. Going in and out of her, she kept one hand on my dick and her other was probably occupied with her breasts or reaching down to rub her clit. I didn't know, I couldn't see anything other than her butt. I couldn't hear much other than mom's gasping and moaning, mom's ass smacking against my face, my tongue spreading her holes open and getting a taste of her wet pussy.
"Ahh baby, ahh fuck!" Mom bucked once more before suddenly wrenching her legs tight. Squeezing my head hard but dripping a lot of cum down on to my chin, mouth, some on my neck. Mom had never cum this hard, before tonight. Mom usually had micro-orgasms, but this was the first big one.
She fell forward and started slowly and delicately licking my dick, in definite appreciation. She was still treating my dick like a dog with a bone. Something she couldn't go without. Mom unwrenched her legs and let me breathe, I could hear more of her whispers of sweet nothings. This time to my dick as she gave it its praise.
'You're such a good boy, eating out your mommy, let mommy milk you some more.'
Mom got up, she felt hot, and the extra clothing was in the way. Without much hesitation, she just took everything off. I'd probably never seen mom completely naked.
"I think honey, from now on I probably won't wear much around here."
"Okay..." I said with a smile, wondering what mom being scantily clad will be like. Once mom was naked though she sat me up, my back against the wall.
She then straddled me and aligned my cock at her entrance with her hand. Once positioned, Mom sat down on my cock till I was all the way inside of her.
"I'm sorry, I need to go slow, I'm a bit sensitive."
