So this is my second time posting this story. The first version had a bunch of errors because I rewrote it a dozen times do comply with the Lit guidelines. I hope everybody is happy now and its (mostly) free of mistakes :)
Shawn, or as his mom called him 'Babycakes', turned 18 a few months ago. The morning after his birthday he woke up, brushed his teeth and stood before the bathroom mirror. His body was scrawny and short, standing barely 5 feet 5 inches tall -- or short. He didn't like his appearance very much, but his mom (his only relative since his dad had died a few years after his birth) had often tried to convince him that he was beautiful.
Just as he was putting his shirt for the day on, his mom walked into the small bathroom. Jess was a good bit taller than her son, almost 5''10', tall for a woman. But what really made people take a second (and men a third, fourth and fifth) glance, was her incredible beauty. She was the pin-up version of a "hot MILF", complete with full lips, a big bust, slender waist and wide hips.
"Hey, babycakes," Jess gleefully greeted her son. "How do you feel after your big day?" She took her toothbrush and started brushing, even this mundane task looking sexy when performed by her. Her bed-tousled hair was swinging gently and her bosom and ass jiggled ever so slightly with every movement of her arm.
Shawn, as always when his mother was around, could hardly take his eyes of her body. He always was a clingy son, always wanting to be the one and only in his mom's life.
A few years ago her mother had a boyfriend, Bill. He was a sleazy ass, but only when Jess wasn't around. With her he was a well-behaved gentleman. But when his mom left for the hairdresser for instance, he would pop open a beer and sit on the couch instead of doing the chores like Jess had ordered him to. As his mom seemed happy with him, Shawn always did the chores given to Bill. And even that didn't stop Bill from occasionally throwing a fit in Shawn's direction. He sometimes would shout: "Get me another beer, little shithead." or "Hey small-ass, where does your mom keep her good stuff?" Shawn hated him, but endured him for Jess' sake. But after about three months, he broke his own neck. Shawn had left for the safety of his room and in the meantime Bill noticed someone entering the living room. Assuming it was Shawn, he said: "Little shit, is the laundry done already? Bring me one of your mom's panties, so I can have a better feelin'." After a long silence he repeated himself, and after another minute of silence he turned around ... to see Jess standing there with a death glare directed at him. Two minutes later, Bill was out of their lives for good.
Then, just days after Shawn's 18
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birthday, Jess brought a date back from home. Assuming Shawn was sleeping tight already, they fucked like bunnies, moans, slaps and bed-creaking echoing through the apartment. Only Shawn wasn't asleep ... Thinking about this guy being with his beloved mother nearly made him vomit. After his mom's date left, she asked Shawn about his opinion, having met him for breakfast and then being alone with him for about an hour while his mom ran errands. And actually, the guy wasn't a percent as bad as Bill had been. But still, the thought of his mom being pleasured by this muscle-man, was just too much for Shawn to handle. So Shawn just looked his mother in the eyes, cast a solmn glance her way, dropped his head and shook it. With that, another man was gone from their lives.
That was the last time his mom had brought a man back home from anywhere.
"Babycakes, everything fine?" His mom had turned around and gave him a concerned, motherly look. Her eyes shone with sincere love and for reasons unknown to Shawn, it not only made his heart flutter, but his cock hard as a rock. His penis not being very thick or long, barely thicker than a finger and just short of reaching 5 inches, in these situations he was actually thankful for not being bigger in a certain area. Otherwise, who knows what his mom would have thought.
"Yes, mom. It's just ... I don't feel all that good today."
Jess was with him in a heartbeat, hugging him and pushing her bountiful breasts directly in his face. "Oh babycakes, you really should rest then. And as I don't have anything to do today, what about we watch a movie on the couch? I'll make you some juice and breakfast and then you can rest."
Shawn was almost suffocated by his mom's cleavage, like most times when they would hug, being just on the perfect height for that. He felt a nipple poke his cheek and had to resist the urge to give it a kiss. "Yes, mom" he said. "Some breakfast and a movie with you sounds great."
Jess gave him a kiss on his cheek and then left the bathroom.
Shawn could hardly believe his luck. Just a few weeks ago was his 18
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birthday with presents and cake, and today he would be able to lounge about with his beautiful mother.
About half an hour later, Jess sat on the couch, both her legs up and under a blanket and selected a movie for them to watch. "You'll really like this one" she smiled and pushed 'Play'.
