"Fitzgerald Llewellyn!" A voice rang out waking Fitz up. Yes, his mother used his first and middle names when she wanted to get his undivided attention. Most everyone just called him Fitz now, after a nickname his sister gave him when they were kids.
"Fitz - are you up yet?" The voice beckoned him again.
"Coming!" He jumped out of bed and threw on some clothes. He passed his bathroom on the way out to check himself in the mirror. He was 22 years old, with a slender 6'2" frame, brown hair and brown eyes.
He raced down to the kitchen where he found his mom, Bernadette. She was 48, stood 5'4" with black hair and brown eyes. But it was her large DD breasts and curvy figure that were her outstanding features. You could see the resemblance to his sister Maddy, but she was definitely more well-endowed.
Her close friends called her Bernie. Fitz didn't like to use her given name - but she didn't like being called mother or even mom. He thought it had something to do with getting old - but regardless he tried to respect her wishes.
"What's up?" He entered the kitchen where he found her emptying the dishwasher.
"The day is wasting away, sleepy head!" She teased him.
"But mom, it's Saturday!" She immediately gave him a look. "Sorry. It's Saturday and I don't have work or school today, so there was no need for an early wake up call."
"Saturday is an extra day to get things done," she went back to putting dishes in the cupboard. "And I have some things for you to help me with."
"Such as?"
"I need you to take my car in for an oil change and have them check the brakes. And when you get back you might as well wash it - it's been a while."
"Sure thing," Fitz said knowing his mom overtime a lot and needed the help. She had threatened to charge him rent after he graduated high school. But he countered by working part time through college to pay for books and his own expenses like car insurance and gas.
"There's some cash for the car plus some extra for lunch," she nodded to the money on the counter. "That should occupy you for a couple of hours."
He wondered why she said that, but he decided against any further inquiry.
"What are those?" She nodded over to the counter by the fridge, where there were two long green vegetables.
"Uh, cucumbers?" He wondered why she would ask such an odd question.
"What I meant was, do you know what they're for?"
"I don't know... Maddy must have left them," Fitz smiled as he noticed one was a lot larger than the other. "I think she wants you to use them."
"Use them?" Bernie shot him a look. Had it really been that long - was that why she was cranky and irritable as his sister had suggested?
"What? No... I meant," he fumbled trying to recover. "You know Maddy's been on a health food kick lately. She must be suggesting salad for dinner tonight. Look, why don't you just ask her."
"She was gone when I got up. I think she said she was going to the beach with her friends."
"So much for Saturday being an extra day to help get things done."
"Now don't be like that. Tomorrow is laundry day and I'll have plenty of things for her to help with that we don't ask you to do."
"Yes ma'am." Fitz said humbly.
"That's better."
"I'll just go take the car in now." He grabbed the money on the counter and left.
"Thanks, Fitz," his mom said as she finished putting everything away.
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Fitz drove his mom's car to the local oil change and brake shop. They went there about every 3-4 months to keep the maintenance up. But this time there was a long line of cars.
"Sorry, it's about a 90-minute wait," the attendant told him. "We're down a man due to Covid."
Fitz ate lunch at a local fast-food joint, then headed home. He parked the car in the garage and entered through the kitchen. It was all quiet as he checked the living and dining rooms - nobody was around.
Fitz hoped to find his mom sunbathing out on the back deck. Often, he had watched her and her DD breasts basking in the sun - even rubbing one out more than a few times. But it was all quiet - maybe she had gone over to the neighbor's or something.
He ascended the stairs to the second floor, wondering if he had enough alone time to jerk off himself to some Family Porn. But he stopped just outside his room hearing faint moaning down the hall.
Quietly he took off his shoes and tiptoed down to the primary bedroom. The door was slightly ajar. Bernie wasn't expecting anyone home so soon.
Fitz peered through, quietly watching his mother. Her beautiful, naked body was sprawled out over the white comforter on top of her king-sized bed. Her head was back in the soft pillow and her chest pushed out - her large DD breasts were on full display.
He noticed her hand working furiously between her legs. The bed was oriented towards the door - and with her legs spread he had a great view of her inserting something inside her pussy.
His mom Bernie squirmed as she alternated between quick thrusts and deep insertions with the makeshift dildo. She was masturbating with the larger of the two cucumbers!
Fitz's eyes bulged as he watched in amazement and interest, with fascination and perversion.
"God yes - I love your cock!" She moaned quietly to herself, unaware of the audience she had. "It's been so long since I've been fucked by something this big!"
Fitz instinctively reached into his shorts and fondled his cock until it was hard. He leaned against the wall and slowly began jerking himself as he watched his mother work her pussy with the thick cucumber.
Then she grabbed a breast in one hand and massaged herself. She rolled her own nipple and pinched it, squirming at the tingly sensation.
Fitz was enthralled - he stroked himself faster. As if on cue, his mom worked her pussy quicker too - thrusting the cucumber deep into her and groaning louder with each successive penetration.
Then she released her breast and with her free hand began to rub her pussy from above. She found her clit and ran circles around it, over it, then pinched it - eliciting more groans.
Fitz pinched his cockhead with one hand while jerking his shaft with the other. He watched his mom's beautiful, naked body on the bed, in the midst of her own self-pleasuring act. She was working herself expertly as only each individual knows about themselves... and she was reaching the edge.
"Oh, fuck yes! Fuck me with your big cock, you naughty boy! Argh!" She jammed the cucumber far up into her as her body strained against it.
Naughty boy?
Who was she referring to? For years Fitz had jerked off to thoughts of making it with gorgeous MILFs - and recently this has included his own mom. He had imagined fucking her big tits, her wet pussy, and most of all her plump, soft, beautiful ass.
It was enough to send him over the edge. The first blast of jizz caught him by surprise in how hard he came and how far it went, hitting the opposite wall. He managed to put his hand over the head and corral the rest in his shorts.
He moved to retreat, but the shift in weight onto his other leg caused the floorboard to creak.
"Is someone there?" His mom called out as she propped herself up with her arms.
Fitz panicked and turned back against the wall, just out of sight. He tried to hold his breath, desperately trying to remain quiet.
He heard her get out of bed. A few seconds later she approached the bedroom door.
"Fitz? Is that you?"
'Oh shit' he thought to himself - he's caught! But then he thought, if it was the house shifting naturally, then nobody would answer.
After a moment of tense silence, she opened her bedroom door fully. She peered around the corner and found him standing there in the hallway.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" She had a curious look, not angry as he might have thought.
