25-year-old Mick walked into his mother's house. After his father died 2 years before, she had sold the old house and moved into a small two bedroom apartment.
He had asked his mother many times when he was younger why they didn't give him a brother or sister. Apparently she had such a hard time with him that they had both been fixed after he was born. Mick wished at times that he wasn't an only child but he had learned to accept it over the years.
Andrea was sitting at the kitchen table dressed in just a robe covering her slender body when Mick walked into the room. He stood in the doorway for a minute and just stared at her. Even at 45, he thought she was beautiful. Her dark brown hair didn't have any gray to mark it up, her pale blue eyes moved as she read the paper.
As he stared at her, Mick felt his 8 1/2 inch cock jerk in his tight jeans. He had discovered a little over a year ago when he accidentally walked in on his mother when she was just getting out of the shower that he had the hots for her. The thought of her pussy, wrapped around his hard cock kept him awake most nights. He had spent a lot of nights jerking off to that thought.
"Mom?" He said softly sitting down next to her at the table.
Andrea lifted her eyes from the paper and smiled at her son, she thought he looked more and more like his father everyday. He had Rick's jet black hair and amber eyes. He even took his medium build from his father.
Looking at the man she loved in their son, made her pussy start leaking its juices. "Hey sweetie." she said pulling her robe closer around her body as she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "How long have you been home?"
Mick had moved back home about a year and a half ago after his marriage fell apart, he kept saying he was going to get his own place, but so far hadn't bothered. His mother seemed to enjoy the company and he didn't like the idea of living alone.
"Just a few minutes." He said standing up and walking over to the coffee pot. He refilled his mother's cup then filled one for him. "Happy mothers day." He said with a smile as he took a sip of his coffee.
Andrea smiled, "thanks, you gonna take me to dinner?"
Mick's eyes sparkled as he thought about the plans for the evening. "Yup, I made reservations at Roberto's."
Andrea looked at him, "Roberto's? That's a pretty spendy place." Roberto's was the local Italian restaurant. Their prices were high but the food was definitely worth it.
Mick just shrugged as he drank his coffee. "You're worth it."
Andrea stood up and hugged her son, her 36C breasts pressing against his arm. "I love you honey."
Mick inhaled her scent and felt his cock jump again. Forcing his hands to stay on the table, he kissed her on the cheek. "I love you to mom. Why don't you get dressed? The reservations are for 7."
Andrea pulled away from her son and looked at the clock, it was a little after 5. "Okay, I'll grab a shower and be ready soon." She kissed him again then ran from the room.
Mick sat in the kitchen drinking his coffee until he heard the shower running. Standing up, he walked quietly down the hall and silently opened the bathroom door. He could see his mother standing under the shower, the curtain giving him a perfect view of her body.
His cock hardened in his jeans as he looked at her and licked his lips. He had wanted her for over a year and tonight he was going to have her.
By the time they returned from dinner, Andrea was feeling a little tipsy. She knew she should have said no when Mick refilled her wine glass for the fourth time but she was having such a good time that she figured what the hell.
She laughed as she took off her coat and tried to hang it up, only to have it land in a heap on the floor of the closet. "Oopsy..." She said with a grin.
Mick hung up her coat then turned towards her. "I think we should get you to bed mom." He said his eyes darkening.
Andrea threw her arms around her son and pressed her body tightly against his. "I think that is a good idea." She said with a giggle.
She didn't protest when he lifted her up in his arms or carried her to her room. She just rested her head against his broad chest and closed her eyes.
She kept her eyes closed as she felt the bed come up to meet her. They opened abruptly a minute later when she felt Mick's hands working at the buttons of her shirt. "What are you doing Mick?" She asked trying to focus on him as he opened her shirt then unclasped her front clasp bra.
"Shhhh..." He said quietly. "It's okay."
She let him help her sit up so he could slip her clothes from her body then laid back down, watching him through half closed eyes.
Mick didn't say a word; he just unzipped her skirt, sliding it down over her legs.
She grasped his hands when he reached for her panties but he just pushed them away and slid the panties down her legs. "Mick, I don't think..." She started to say when he suddenly lowered his face towards her breast.
"I need you mom. I have wanted you for so long, I need you tonight." he said huskily lifting his eyes to hers. Andrea's eyes widened at the lust she saw there.
"Mick, no, this isn't right." She protested as she reached for the blanket to cover herself.
Mick grabbed her hand and holding it with the other one, held them above her head as he once again lowered his mouth to her breast.
Andrea whimpered as his tongue moved over her breast, making the nipple harden under his gentle teasing. "Mick, baby, please, don't do this to me." She begged as he took her nipple between his lips, sucking gently on it.
Mick didn't respond to her pleas. He held her hands easily in one hand as he brought his other hand to her body. He teased her other breast while he sucked greedily at the one in his mouth.
Andrea moaned and instinctively pressed her body up against him. He let his hand move over her breast then slowly moved it down her body until he was resting just above her mound.
Andrea's breath was coming heavier as he moved his mouth to her other breast and sucked hard on it. Her eyes drifted down over his head to his hand.
She closed her legs tightly as she tried to pull her hands free. "Mick, you're my son." She protested weakly as he brought her body to life. It had been so long since she was with anybody and her body was getting turned on something fierce.
Keeping his mouth on her breast, with his tongue moving slowly over the nipple, Mick moved his body so he was lying next to her on the bed. His jean covered cock pressed against her side, making her gasp. He reached his hand down lower over her body. Gripping one of her legs, he pulled it open even as she tried to keep them closed.
"Mick..." She shrieked as he pulled her legs apart and laid one of his over hers so she couldn't close them.
Mick sucked harder at her nipple, making Andrea mewl in pleasure as he moved his hand to her mound. Andrea whimpered in shock, fear and desire as she watched his hand move between her legs. "Mick..." She said softly watching his hand move towards her pussy. "Oh god," She breathed when he let his finger brush over her clit.