An Opportunity 2

An Opportunity Realized-Chapter one

I had no idea how much my life was about to change as I pulled into our driveway. I looked up to see my mother's boyfriend shutting the front door and walking towards my car. He was nice enough to me, but I always felt like something was off about him. I kept it to myself though since my mother seemed to like him.

He waited for me to get out of my car and put one hand on my shoulder then said, "If I ever see you again, you can thank me then. Tell your mother I won't be back." A sly smile creeped across his lips as he walked to his car and drove off. "Well, that's weird." I thought to myself. "I was under the impression they were getting along spectacularly. They must not have been."

I locked my car and headed towards the front door. I was expecting to find my mother upset that her boyfriend had walked out on her, but all I found was a quiet house. I threw my backpack down by the front door and headed to the fridge for something to drink. After quenching my thirst, I headed down the hall to my room.

The further down the hall I got, I heard what sounded like moaning coming from my mothers' room. Her door is at the end of the hall and curiosity got the better of me as I walked past my room until I was directly in front of her door. The door was wide open and as I looked in to see where the noise was coming from, I froze where I stood in the doorway.

The scene in front of me took my breath away and it took a good 30 seconds before I could even register what was happening was real. Sitting on, or more accurately, leaning back on some kind of sex chair was my mother.

First off, my mother is most definitely a milf. She's been my inspiration for so many, jerk off sessions I couldn't possibly count them if I wanted to.

Let me tell you what it looked like as I stood in the doorway.

My mother had a thick black bondage hood on, that covered her entire head. The thick collar was snug against her throat and held her head against the chair, keeping her completely in the dark and immobile. Her arms were fastened with heavy duty leather cuffs and tied up to the headboard.

Rope was tied into a makeshift bra type harness and was holding breast pumps firmly against her chest. Two bottles hung from her breasts and were half full of milk. The sound of the pump coincided with milk splashing into them after every cycle of the pump. Holy shit I couldn't believe my mom had breasts full of milk.

Continuing my survey of her body, I could see a two-inch thick strap wrapped around her waist, that held her to the seat she was in. Between her legs, a small fucking machine was slowly driving a good-sized dildo in and out of her quivering pussy. Her swollen lips were dripping with her juices and her thighs were vibrating. Both of her legs were tied so that her legs were forced to stay open.

I don't know how long she'd been strapped to the chair, but from the sheen of sweat covering her body, I'd say at least through a couple of orgasms at the least. Her breath was labored, and the sound of her continuous moaning was making me harder than I've ever been.

I still couldn't believe that my mother was splayed out in front of me like this. I had to think. Do I turn off the pump and machine? She doesn't even realize I'm standing right in front of her. The only thing she thinks is that her boyfriend tied her up and is having his way with her.

It dawned on me right then why he said to thank him later. He wanted me to find her like this, to see my mother being helpless while she was being relentlessly stimulated. I will most definitely thank him if I ever see him again. A few of my fantasies about being with my mother were being played out right in front of me. How could I not thank him for making that possible?

It was decision time. Do I give in to my lust or be the good son and get her out of her situation?

My rock-hard cock made that decision for me as I reached out and squeezed her inner thigh. I could feel the silicone cock slowly plunging in and out of her and right then she grunted as an orgasm hit her. Her body shook and she flailed back and forth as much as the leather straps would let her. In her mind, her boyfriend was squeezing her thigh. Little did she know her son had just pushed her over the edge.

When she seemed to get through it, I reached over and turned off the breast pump but left the dildo to keep plunging into her sopping wet folds. I ran my hands from her belly button up to just under her breasts and cupped one breast in my hand. I squeezed gently and could feel her breast had not given up all of its nectar just yet. The bottles were both at the 6oz mark and were pulling down on her breasts due to the weight of her milk.

I reached up and was able to remove the bottle off her left breast and as I did, five or six streams of milk were spraying out of her rather large swollen nipple. Her areola was a dark reddish-brown color, and her nipple was a little lighter and covered in a layer of white milk. With my heart racing a thousand beats a minute, I leaned down and latched onto her distended nipple.

I drew her entire areola in and sealed my mouth to her breast. Instantly the taste of warm milk was filling my mouth. The letdown she was having made it, so I didn't need to suck. All I had to do was hold suction as her size F breast poured its prize into my mouth. I was gulping milk down as fast as I could swallow. I'd hadn't tried breast milk since I was a baby and I have to say, it's the best tasting drink on the planet. It was sweet and creamy and light all at the same time. Utterly delicious.

While I was nursing my mother's breast, my hands began roaming her body. I wanted to feel every inch of her, in case this was the only time I would get the opportunity. I had no idea how she would react once I took the hood off her head. Until then, I was going to enjoy myself as much as humanly possible.

After a few minutes the streams had slowed down enough that I was now actively suckling her breast. I felt her swollen nipple touching the back of my mouth as I continued to pull her milk out. Too soon though, her breast had relinquished every last drop, and I quickly switched to her other breast.

I have never leaked so much pre cum in my entire life as I did when I was gorging myself on her breasts. My pants were soaked. Another orgasm overtook her as I sucked hard on her right breast. I held her tightly as her body convulsed and shook in raw pleasure.

I felt a little guilty for not untying her, because I really do love my mother. She has always been my champion no matter what and I wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for her. We spent so much time together that we could finish each other's sentences. We would tell each other details about dates and would talk about and everything, no matter the subject.

I didn't stop nursing from her breast until her milk had been completely drained. At that point, I got off the bed and quickly stripped my clothes off. Then I reached over and turned the machine off then slowly pulled the dildo out of her and set it on the floor out of the way.

I climbed in between her legs; my aching cock was leading the way. I reached out with both hands and gripped her right where her legs bend at her hips. I slowly ran both thumbs down both sides of her drenched pussy and eased myself forward until my swollen head was lying against her. The heat and slickness of her lips caressing my manhood was intoxicating.

Being brought to so many orgasms by her toy, had her inner and outer lips opened like flower that was bright pink and swollen with excitement. I pushed forward an inch and felt the helmet of my cock being wrapped in warm silk. I stayed like that for a minute so I could savor this moment.

Moving my hands up to her breasts, I took her nipples in between my thumbs and index fingers and pulled them towards me as I pushed myself completely inside her. I'm not huge by any means, but I am bigger than the fake cock that had just fucked her, so I instantly stretched her out even further.

I let both breasts fall back to her chest and started massaging them, as I held myself buried in her slick womb. The walls of her canal literally felt like they were sending micro shocks of electricity through my rod. I could feel her muscles pulsating around me, trying to milk me of my seed.

I tried to focus a little before she pushed me past the point of no return. Ever so slowly, I started to pull out, until just the very tip of my cock was surrounded by her lips and then pushed in until I had myself completely buried again. I did this over and over again and again until mom's breathing turned into deep moans, that turned into sounds of an impending orgasm. Her voice got higher in pitch, and she strained against her bonds as best she could, to no avail.

I was very close to cumming, but for our first time, I wanted to make sure we came together. One final deep push in and as I held myself as firmly against her, she began to climax. The spams of her pussy pushed me over the edge, as I started to shoot rope after rope of cum directly into my mothers' cervix.

I can't remember ever having a more intense orgasm. It seemed to last a longer than anything I had felt before. I knew I was giving her a very large amount of sperm and had a fleeting thought of the possibility of her getting pregnant. It was short lived though, as I continued to hold myself as deep as I could.

After we had both calmed down, I reached up and unbuckled the strap that secured the hood on her head. I slowly started lifting the hood and as I got it over her chin, I noticed a gag was inserted into her mouth, strapped in place. It appeared to be a penis gag that completely filled her mouth and made her cheeks bulge out a little.

Now I know why she couldn't talk and it made what I was about to do that much easier from my point of view.

I continued to lift the hood until I pulled it completely off her head. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she looked up and realized who it was that had their still very hard cock buried inside of her. I didn't say a word but looked her in the eyes with all the love and lust only a son could give his own mother. The gag kept her from saying anything as we continued to look at one another.

Her body was betraying what her mind was telling her. I could see it all over her face. The struggle of what was happening and what had already happened played like a movie in her eyes as she replayed everything that had happened up to this point. I reached up and softly caressed her cheek. She leaned her head into my hand, as I started to slowly pull out and push back in. I found a steady rhythm and never broke eye contact, as I made love to her.

After a few minutes had passed, we were both moaning and breathing hard when I reached up and loosened the strap holding the gag in her mouth. I held against her mouth for a few seconds and then pulled it out without hurrying.

She didn't say a word; only closed her mouth and kept my gaze as intently as I kept hers. I leaned down until my upper body was lying against hers and ever so gently kissed her lips.

I kept stroking myself into her as our mouths opened and allowed our tongues to dance with one other. It was slow at first but quickly became frantic. Kissing each other quickly pushed us both to another orgasm. This time I got to watch the look of pleasure on my mother's face.

I held myself against her until I started to soften and then let myself slide out of her. A river of our combined juices flowed out and ran down my mother's ass and pooled on the seat below her. I scooped as much of our combined juices into the palm of my hand as I could and then lifted it up to her waiting lips. She greedily sucked my fingers clean.

The desire to hold my mother in my arms was overwhelming and spurred me to start taking off the cuffs holding her to the chair. As soon as the last buckle was pulled open, she wrapped her arms and legs around me forcing our bodies together. Hugging her back, allowed my hands to roam freely around her backside.

With an ass cheek being gripped by my left hand and her hair being held with my right hand, I pulled her head back and gave her a proper kiss. Her body melted into mine as we held one another, unsure what was to come next.

My thoughts however were in overdrive, pondering how to ensure this wasn't the last time we would be lovers. My first thought was that my mother is obviously submissive and I could definitely use that to my advantage. I quickly formulated a plan. I would have to take the lead and step into the role of her Dom though. To be continued...