THIS STORY HAS A SON BEING ROUGH WITH HIS MOM! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE ROUGHNESS, PLEASE FIND ANOTHER STORY!
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"Charles, I think it's high time you got a job and get on with your life. You've done nothing since high school and that's going on two years ago." Misty Jones said as she sipped her coffee and puffed her cigarette. "By the time I was your age...I had my first Law degree and going for my second, even with you by my side and that took some doing," she added with a laugh and gave him a smile.
Chuck sat at the table and knew mom was right, plus he was sick of bumming money from her and he wanted his own car too. "I know mom and you're right. One of my friends found a place that's hiring downtown and it pays good! So, I'm going call him and see if I can tag along." Chuck said as looked at her parted robe and mom's large, more than half exposed right breast, feeling his cock starting to swell and quickly looked to her face. Mom was fluffing her short, black hair and giving him a smile.
"Great and if you get hired on...I'll go ahead and sign for that car you've been eyeing, but..." Misty said, but was stopped by a tight hug from Charles. "Well thank you and as I was saying, if you leave or get fired, I'll take it, continue to pay for it and use it myself!"
Chuck jumped up and grabbed his very sexy mom. "Thank you, mom and I'll stick with it, I promise!" he said with excitement, but she brought him back down to earth. "That's harsh, mom!" Chuck added, realizing that her right breast was against his hand and it felt so nice. She had big chest and loved showing them off. Even to him and he was her son.
She felt his big hand on her breast and Misty sucked in a deep breath. "If not, I've always wanted a car like that!" she smiled with her big, puffy lips and blew him a kiss. "Enough with feeling up your mother for today, go back to your seat now!" Misty teased and watched his face start to turn red.
Chuck laughed, but he knew mom couldn't be fooled for a second and she'd nail him up by his balls. She was the city's top prosecutor and it was her job to 'nail' the bad guys. So, growing up with her was a challenge and he never got into any kind of trouble. "I wasn't feeling you up and what if I was? You're a damn-good looking lady, mom and um...hot too!"
"Oh really now, I'm fifty pounds overweight and going on forty, but you're saying I'm good-looking and hot!" she laughed and gave him an odd look. Misty wasn't sure if she should say thank you or try and suppress the strange burning between her legs.
"Yes mom, you are and all my friends think you are too!" he said and loved the look on her pretty face.
She heard him and couldn't believe that. "I think that you need to get out more and stop eyeing your mother! Find a girl your age and as you kids say, tap her ass and tap it good!" Misty teased and knew she would be using her big vibrator tonight. 'I'm going to burn in hell, but...thank you, sweet-heart!' she thought and wondered if Charles was hard now.
He had a big, long dick and Misty saw it many times. She had the honor of waking Charles for school every morning and there was always something for a woman to admire. He was long, just over two and a half hands, Misty guessed and he was thick. It was a little bigger than her hand could grip and she thought about doing it many times. Her Charles was horny and flirting with her, but Misty liked it and wanted more.
She knew he loved looking at her in the morning and as of late, Misty liked showing him and it was getting on her nerves. She was horny day and night, but had a very busy life and no time for sex. Misty needed a big, stiff cock up her pussy and she needed one soon.
"So mom, anything planned for this weekend or are you just hanging out here?" Chuck asked, hoping to see more of mom's big, juicy breasts and maybe her ass too. She was a little over-weight, but she carried it well and looked damn good. He and many of his friends used her image at night.
"I have plans for tonight and it's something I can't get out of, but I'm free Saturday night, if you're asking me on a date young man," she teased and reached for another cup of coffee, knowing her robe would open again and flash Charles her breasts. Misty felt the silk robe slide off her left shoulder and she felt cool air rush across her breast.
Chuck watched and mom reached for the coffee pot. His eyes looked at the small robe and before he could blink, the thing slid half way off her body and exposed mom's left breast and beautiful, meaty thigh. Mom had work today and was in the process of dressing. She always wore black stockings and they drove him crazy. "Damn mom, are you trying to kill me?" he laughed and shook his head.
"You sissy, can't you handle seeing a nice tit?"
"Mom, have you gone insane or what?" he laughed and started to wonder if she liked the morning flirting as much as he did. "And yes, I can handle seeing a big tit!" he smiled back and looked into her big, sexy brown eyes and her black eye shadow.
She smiled and knew he would be hard now. Blood would be racing down his long shaft and it would quickly swell. Misty thought of holding him, stroking him, but she couldn't, Charles was her son and he came from her body. 'I'm calling them and doing it tonight! I'm dying and this shit has to stop! I'm on fire!' she thought and drank her coffee. "I'm off and if I don't see you before I leave, here's twenty bucks and good luck with the job!" Misty smiled, leaned right over in front of him and watched her son's eyes go down. "You're a bad boy for looking at your mom's breasts!" she laughed and gave him a small kiss.
He looked down and his cock jumped. He could see all of mom's right breast and most of the other one. "You're bad for showing them off and if I could...I'd spank your sexy ass!" he laughed swung his left arm back and Chuck slapped her thick, meaty ass. Mom jumped, her face quickly turned red and he watched her nipples swelling.
"You better watch it, bud! I am your mother!" she winked, rubbed her stinging ass and went to her room. 'I'm calling them as soon as I leave the house!' she said to herself and ran to relieve her bladder.
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Misty held the small phone to her ear and waited for someone to answer. "Hello." A man with a deep and very commanding voice said.
"I'm calling um...a friend gave me this number and..." Misty said with a shaky voice and her hands trembled.
"Well spit it out, woman! I do not have all day!" the man growled into phone.