Mum holds her body tightly against mine; I can feel muscular surges of her orgasm rippling through out her body. Hearing her grasping and panting for air as her composure slowly returns too normal. My now soften cock is slowly retreating from her virginal canal. After a minute, she uses the strength in her arms to push herself away from me. Looking into my eyes, she yells at me, “Noel, how in god name did allow it to enter me, what have you done to me?”
“Mum, what do you mean, what I done to you, I don’t understand what your saying?”
“O yes you do young man, you know quiet well what I’m talking about, don’t you.”
“No, not really.”
“What I’m talking about is when you went inside of me.”
“Mum, we were both doing a fair amount of moving around down there between us and it just sort of slipped inside of you.”
“It just sort of slipped in you say, how on earth could you allow it happen, I was happy for you rub it between my legs, but you had to put it in my vagina and you ejaculated in me, what do you have to say about yourself.”
“Mum, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop myself from cuming even if I wanted to. I was about to cum when it entered your, you know.”
“You mean my vagina or my cunt, what is it going to be!”
“Oh, um, yes, your vagina mum.”
“Didn’t you hear me when I said that I not on any birth control.”
“Yes.”
“I can still become pregnant you know, even now. What going to happen to me if I conceive a child to you.”
Before I can say another thing, she turns away and runs crying to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Then I knew I was in big trouble, mum was quiet happy me just to slide my cock in and out on the outside of her vaginal mound. I walk into my room get dress and walk out the front door. Wondering how I am going to face mum after what just happen inside the lounge room. Many thoughts are crashing through my mind as I walking down the now darken street heading in no direction that came to mind, just aimlessly walking.
Realising that I have transgress well beyond the bounds of what is considered a normal relationship mother and son. Even now, as I am walking, I have no guilt of what we have done, why should I, I live her and will forever love her. I have received from her the right signals to carry on with what we were doing. She even move her hips forward when my harden penis neared her vaginal opening.
By 12.30 am, it is getting cold and I have not put on a jacket nor a jumper and I have walked to around in circles and ended up at the park at the end of our street. I can see that the outside light on the porch is on; mum has turned it on for me. What do I say to her, how can I look her in the eyes knowing I want to do it again.
When the bathroom door slams behind me, I try to control the rage of guilt screaming through my mind. Why am I crying, I let him do it to me, I wanted to feel that cock of his fill my cunt. I got what I wanted, why is this stupid feeling now, like some young teenager. Turning on the shower, I remove the silk negligee and get under the stream of hot water. Enjoying the massage of the droplet of hot water over my body, staying under for a short time, I turn it off, grab the large bath towel, and dry myself. Rapping the towel around me, I hear him walk heavily pass the bathroom door.
Having just opened the bathroom door, I hearing the front door bang shut, I run to it and open it to see Noel walking down the dark street briskly with his hands stuffed into pockets of his jeans. Knowing my sons body language, I can see that he is upset, then it hits me like a brick. Those words I said to him in the lounge room before, “I can still become pregnant you know, even now. What going to happen if I conceive a child to you.” It must of have been like a sledgehammer blow to the guts for him to hear me say that.
I was going to run after him and realised that I only have a lager bath towel wrapped around me. Looking at him as he disappears down the street into the distance merging into the dark of the night. Lowering my head, I stair at my bare feet for a few moments. Looking up again I know he won’t be home for some while, steeping backward, I close the door and turn on the outside light. What have I done to my boy, I let him fuck me standing up in the lounge room, that treat him like a leper and now he wondering the street alone and confused.
Walking slowly back to the bathroom, I pick up the silk negligee before heading to my bedroom. Putting it back on I lay on my bed, the same bed I hope that I would have my son share with me tonight. Pulling the covers over me, I lay thinking how do I resolve this situation with noel. The seen of us in the lounge room comes into my mind. Closing my eyes, I can see his cock, hard and sticking straight out from his crutch.
I eventually doze off but the cold air blowing through the partly open window wakes me up. Looking over to the clock on the chest of draws, I see that it’s 12.30 am and hear Noel quietly climbing the front stairs. I will give him some time before I want to try to talk to him about what happened between us and find out his feelings towards me.
I hear the door lock slowly click open, the door swinging open even more slowly and shuts at the same rate. I can hear his slow progress up the hall to his room, as his sock covered feet tread lightly on the polish wooden floor. I want to jump up, hug him, and tell him how sorry for that way I spoke to him earlier tonight. However, my instincts kick in and say, stay where you are and give him some to think thing out for himself. If he has on guilt of having sex with you earlier this evening, he will want to bring up the subject with me, when he thinks the time is right. I will allow him to decide which direction our relationship is heading, I not going to change how I dress inside, I will carry on as usual.
Removed my wet shoes and leave them on the porch before opening the door as slowly as I possibly can to not to make any noise. Closing it the same way, slowly I creep along the hallway to my bedroom. I glad I made it and close my door without waking mum, I still have a few things to resolve in my mind before I want to come face to face with mum. Undressing and putting on my flannelette PJ, I notice that mum has folded back one corner of the sheet and blanket. I slide in, pull them all the way up, and cover my head; warmth begins to return to my body, god it feel good to be in my bed. I think about the homeless people who wonder the street and find whatever shelter they can on a night like this.
One feeling that still is overwhelming me is the feeling of my cock inside of mum’s cunt. I can feel the heat, the wetness, the velvet softness of it grip upon my cock. I can feel the familiar sensation as my cock hardens in my PJ pants. Just thinking of it get me hard, closing my eyes, I picture mum in the silk negligee again, then it comes fully erect. I now know that I still want to male love to her repeatedly, I will give her some time and try to bring up the subject of last night. I have a late class today at Uni, so there no rush for me to be out of bed too early.
Wakening up, I look over to the alarm clock on the chest of draws, seeing it 7:30 am. Rubbing the sleep form both eyes, I swing my legs out of the bed and look at myself in the mirror doors on the walk in wardrobes. I still like what I see under the silk negligee, a body that held together well for all these years. I walk to the bathroom and have a hot shower, walk naked back to my room to get dressed for work. I leave home about 8:30 for the short drive to my office at the factory, knowing that Noel has a late class and will be home just before me. I have put a change of clothing in the car before I back it out of the garage. I have selected a white see through top along with a short white shirt. I have placed in a small handbag; my sexiest black lace bra and G string knickers. This is what I am going to be wearing home tonight for my hansom son, and hopefully my lifetime lover.
“What the bloody hell is that racket.” Slowly coming awake, I looking to where the noise is coming from, I see that the alarm clock gone off. “Can’t be that time, shit I better hurry or I going to miss my class. I need this class for my final exam shortly. O well there goes breakfast, can’t believe it’s 11:00 am, I’d didn’t think I sleep that long, class starts in half an hour.” I did not have time for a shower, I run out the door pulling it shut behind me, hearing it click as it locked.
Just as I start to walk down the road, a car pulls up beside me and I hear, “Jump in Noel, I’ll give you a lift to the university.” Looking into the car, I see that it’s old Mr Tom Baker from a few houses up the street.
“ Thanks Mr Baker, I sort of slept in this morning, I set the alarm clock, but still managed to sleep in, waking when the alarm started the second time. I have one that sounds very loud if it not cancelled the first time.”
“Wished I’d hade one of those when I was your age, I don’t mind driving you Noel, its the least I can do for you, especially when you were a great help around the house last month when I was sick. How is your mother these days, we don’t see much of her as we used too.”
“Mum has been very busy these days down at the factory, I like for her to sell it and relax and take it easy for a while.”
“Your mother was the one who has all the brains when your father and her set up the business all those years ago. She did the right thing by buying him out and running it herself, she never looked back from that day on.”
“Mum has not told me the reason why she did that and why he left when he did.”
“Knowing your mother, she will tell you in her own good time. She is very proud of you for taking on the responsibility of looking after the house. She has said to Joan, that you are the man of the house and do a good job. You two are good for one another, besides being mother and son, you are good friends, do a lot of things together.”
“I know we do a lot of things together Mr. Backer, Mum did say once that she was going to see that I did not suffer after Dad left us. I enjoy being with her, we talk, and we like to do the same things. Is that normal for a boy to like being around his mother as much as I do.”
“Me and my mother were very close, we did some things that were not suppose to be done between us, but we did. I never regretted any of it, I still miss her, even after twenty years since she passed away, I still remember those days as if it was yesterday. Any time you want to have a man to man talk with me, bring down a couple of beer’s, we will adjourn to the shed out back, where we can talk secrete men’s business. Well here we are, at the Uni, you do well in your exams Noel and you will go a long way in your life.”
“Thanks for the lift Mr. Backer, I like to have a talk with you soon about things, I not sure on how to approach them. May be some one outside of the family may be able to help me out with my problem. ”
