All characters are purely fictional. All parties in the story are18 years or older.
I would like to greatly thank Todger64 for taking the time to review my story.
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"Oh... Oh yes... Yes just like that... Oh yes I'm so close. Oh Fuck! I'm... I'm... I'M CUMMING!!" I screamed as I awoke from my dream. Covered in sweat I sat up and noticed that once again I had cum in my sleep.
Fuck! Another sex dream about Mom.
I thought as I leaped up and stripped the stain covered sheet from my bed.
As I tossed the soiled linen into my hamper I mumbled, "Maybe it's natural to have dreams like this?"
Who the fuck am I kidding. No way can this be natural.
I rationalized and sighed.
"Honey, are you up?" I heard causing me to jump.
It was my mother just outside my bedroom. I stood in silence as her next words vibrated through the door. "I made you breakfast."
My eyes fixated on the jiggling of my door handle causing my heartbeat to quicken.
Strangely, I became sexually stimulated when I realized my mother was about to see me naked.
Thankfully, I hadn't lost all of my morals yet and yelled, "Yeah! I'm up! Don't come in I'm not decent."
Mom gave no response but I let out a light sigh when I heard her footsteps going away.
"Get a grip Tucker. She's your mother." I muffled to myself as I went to my dresser for a pair of briefs.
As I dressed for the day, I ponder over my one of many sinful dreams and remembered back to when they first came to light.
It all started two months ago when I happened to come across Mom doing her morning exercises like she'd done so many times in the past. Only, for some reason, when I glanced at her this time something deep inside me started to stir, and as I continued to survey her womanly figure a strange urge overcame me.
These new desires grew as Mom was bent over touching her toes and my eyes fixated on her slender figure. Her long blonde hair grazed across the floor and just before she straightened up my eyes noticed how her sheer white spandex yoga pants beautifully showed off her wonderful firm ass and well-toned legs. Suddenly, Mom twisted her body to the left, and that was when I caught sight of how her milky fitted sports bra seemed to exaggerate her nice c size melons.
It quickly became evident that Mom was no longer just the loving woman who gave birth to me, but this sexy older woman whom I was now lusting over.
I don't know how long I just stood admiring her body as she was exercising, but it was apparent she hadn't noticed me and kept with her routing. My heartbeat quickened as I observed Mom put her hands out to her sides while standing legs spread before leaning over and bouncing her upper body up and down to the beat with the music that was playing on the TV.
I couldn't stand it anymore and felt my cock hardening by the second as her tight tush pushed back just a little every time her upper body would push downward. My mouth became dry as my sexual urges built to the point where I almost wanted to rush in there and ram my steel pole deep into her pussy. Lost in my deranged thoughts, I wasn't aware Mom had looked over her shoulder and said, "Oh Tucker... You scared me. Everything okay?"
"Umm... Yeah Mom. I was just. Um... Just..." Was all I could muster as the feelings of guilt washed over me for thinking such thoughts. I couldn't see it. But I knew my face had to be turning different colors.
Mom, on the other hand, played it cool and just gave me a big smile while straightening up and facing me. She then grabbed a towel that was next to her and rubbed it slowly across her neck while cocking her head to the left and wooed, "Honey can you get me a water from the refrig?"
"Um... Yeah... I can do that." I said and quickly ran off to the kitchen.
It wasn't until I opened the refrigerator door that I realized my dick was still hard like a rock and clearly showed a large bulge in my pants.
Not knowing what to do I waited by the refrigerator and just hoped it would subside. But alas I guess I was gone too long and heard Mom behind me saying, "What are you doing?"
Shocked I spun around holding Mom's water and noticed her eyes shift down to my crotch and widen as she gazed on it.
OH fuck!
My brain screamed as Mom obviously was fixated on my hard dick causing me to freeze up in total embarrassment. Mom, on the other hand, lifted her gazed and smirked while walking up to me.
I began to sweat as she took the water bottle from my clutches.
"It's okay Tucker, it happens to boys your age."
"I... I... I..." I stuttered in a feeble attempt to answer. However, I stopped abruptly when Mom leaned in and kissed my cheek whilst softly saying, "Thanks for the water sweetie."
Her kiss was like a bolt of lightning, and I felt my cock spew some of its built-up pressure of sperm in my shorts.
Quickly, I stepped back and gave a rapid nod before making a mad dash out of the kitchen. I started to feel numb as I ran up to my room. Confused and horny I couldn't stop the flood of wicked images of Mom that taunted my brain. Lying on my bed, I closed my eyes and stroked myself off several times to the vision of her sexy body that now plagued my mind. To say the least, I never did leave my room that day.
Clearing my head of what took place back then I tucked in my shirt and made my way out into the hall.
"About time." Mom announced as I walked into the dining room and took a seat.
"Sorry Mom. I was having trouble finding a shirt." I lied as Mom set my breakfast plate down in front of me.
With my head tucked down I ate my eggs while Mom stood next to the stove. However, I couldn't help myself from stealing a glance at her firm rear as she prepared her own meal. The way Mom's white skirt hugged her wonderful round backside was taunting me once more as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other causing my dick to stiffen again.
Fuck this is driving me crazy!
I thought and then heard, "Is everything alright?"
I glanced up from Mom's backside to see her staring at me and replied, "Um yeah why you ask?"
"Well I heard you groaning this morning and opened your door to see you were still sleeping. I thought you might be coming down with something."
Oh my god I was making sounds in my sleep.
I thought. And in a panic said. "No everything is fine; it was just a bad dream that's all. How about you?"
"What do you mean?"
Fuck why did I say that?
I thought and followed with. "Um you know I just wanted to know if you're ok with Dad being away so much."
"What made you think of that?"
Shrugging my shoulders I remarked, "I don't know I just did."
Mom sat down and said, "Well since you asked I feel a bit lonely at night when he's away."
"Why? I'm still here with you?"
Mom gave a chuckle and said, "Yes, but it's different. There's just something about sleeping next to a person that you tend to miss when they're gone."
I swallowed hard and mumbled, "Oh."
But I then started to think what it might be like to be sleeping next to her.
Wicked thoughts began to fill my mind of what I might do if I was lying next to her and then happened to notice the top two buttons on her blouse were undone just as she leaned forward to stand up.
Holy fuck!
My mind screamed as very large portion of her bare cleavage came into view causing me to stare endlessly at her silky white breast.
However, my gawking didn't go unnoticed and I heard Mom clear her throat loudly. Shifting my glance upward I was met with her eyes piercing back at me, and I swallowed hard realizing Mom was aware of my staring.
Aw Shit here comes the scolding.
I thought as Mom shook her head and crossed her arms sternly.
There was an eerie silence as I waited for Mom to reprimand me about my wandering eyes, but instead she just glared.
I was just about to apologize when Mom finally said, "You better get going before you're late for school." I then turned sharply and proceeded to go down to the sink as if nothing happened.
"Okay Mom." I uttered confused. However, I knew I'd better not push my luck and quickly rushed out the door.
That day at school seemed to just drag on as I ponder over why Mom didn't say anything. Did she not want to talk about it? Or better yet did it excite her knowing I was staring at her cleavage? I didn't have a clue. But really, I was hoping for the latter to be true.
Thankfully, the day finally ended, and I made it home just in time to hear Mom on the phone with Dad and once again found out, he would be working late again.
It wasn't always that way. You see my Dad is a truck driver but several months ago he started to work for a new company that paid more. But as it turns out, he also has to work longer hours in the process.
So once again Mom and I will be the only people eating together. This really doesn't bother me since with Dad not here; it made it much easier to steal a glance or two at her beautiful body.
"Hi Mom." I said making my presence known.
"Hi sweetie. Go wash up, dinner will be ready shortly."
"Okay Mom." I said as I passed by her and made my way up the stairs to my room.
I must have been gone for only about fifteen minutes before I heard her calling me back down to eat.
"Mmm. It smells good Mom." I said as she put the roast down on the table.
"Thanks honey." She replied as we both filled our plates.
I was in the middle of taking a bite when Mom said, "So the school called me today."
Hovering my fork in front of my mouth, I replied, "They did?"
"Yes care to tell me why your grades are dropping?"
"Huh??? I... I don't know." That of course was a fib.
I did, in fact, know why. Ever since my dreams started I've had trouble concentrating on anything I did. However, I knew I couldn't tell her that.
"Well apparently, they are so tonight I think I should quiz you a little on your homework."
Mom hadn't given me a quiz on my school studies in over five years, and I replied, "Really Mom?"
"Yes really." She said very sternly.
"Okay..." I mumbled while looking down at my fork.
So after dinner while Mom washed the dishes, I went to my room and did my assignments. Thankfully it was only math questions and I knew they shouldn't take too long for Mom to quiz me on. Boy was I wrong because I no sooner finished my homework when I heard Mom rap on my door.
