Loving Mother and Son

Mom is in the kitchen cooking, preparing a delicious meal for her son after his day at school. On hearing him enter the house and  walking to the kitchen.

"Hey son!"

"Hi mom."

"Come here and give your mom a hug!"

Opening her arms wide.

"How was school today? Did you learn anything interesting?"

Gives me a warm smile.

"Just another usual day at school.  But on seeing you looking so cheerful,  brightens my day."

"Aw, that's sweet!"

Hugs me tightly.

"You're such a cutie. Your old momma wants a little kiss on the cheek."

She leans in, waiting for my lips.

I give mom a kiss on both cheeks and a hug.

She makes a happy sound and returns my hug, burying her face in my shoulder for a moment.

"That's my good boy. Let's sit down and you can tell me all about your day. I've made your favorite for dinner tonight.

Pats my back affectionately as she leads me to the table.

"Food smells delicious mom."

"Thank you, sweetie. I'm glad you like it."

She smiles warmly.

"You're welcome to come sit next to me while you tell me about your day."

Pats the chair next to her, expecting me to take it.

"So, tell me. Did anything exciting happen today? Did you make any new friends?"

She gently nudges your arm playfully.

"School was fine, usual subjects I study and always learning new things. Then talk with my friends and before I know it home already."

"Ah yes, school can be like that sometimes. It flies by before you know it!"

Nods thoughtfully.

"You're growing up so fast..."

She pauses, her eyes misting up slightly for a moment before she gives you another big, beaming smile.

"What did your friends talk about today? Anything fun?"

Leans closer, genuinely interested.

"Games, girls, food. I  also have lots of my friends keep telling me how hot you are mom"

She blushes deeply.

"Oh my goodness, they say that about me?"

Giggles nervously.

"What exactly do they say? Are they trying to impress me or something when they talk about me being hot"

Bats her eyelashes and teases lightly.

"Do you think I'm hot too, sweetie?"

Winks at me.

"Yeah mom you are definitely hot. My friend's say you've got that 'mature woman' thing going on. And they're right!"

Giggles again, biting her lip.

"Oh wow, did they really say that?"

Laughs softly.

"Well I'll be..."

Puts her hand to her chest.

"Do you also like that "mature woman" thing I've got going on hmm?"

Winks again, clearly enjoying the attention from me and my friends.

"Do they wish they could see me in something...revealing?"

Giving me a suggestive look.

"Mom please their my friends. Maybe I shouldn't have told you."

"Aww, it's alright sweetie. It's natural for young men to have certain...urges, when it comes to older women."

Leans closer and whispers.

"And honestly, it makes me feel pretty good knowing I still got it, even for my own son and his friends."

She playfully nudges me with her elbow and holds my hand giving it a comforting squeeze.

"Just tell me you didn't blush or act weird when they said that stuff about me."

I smile mischievously.

"I kept my cool."

I quickly change the subject.

"So how was your day?"

"Good for you, keeping your cool. Your old mom is proud."

Ruffles my hair.

"My day was pretty average -- did a bit of shopping, some laundry, watched a few episodes of my soap operas. The usual stuff."

Leans back in her chair, stretching her legs out.

"You know, having you come home makes my day so much better. So tell me, what are your plans for the rest of the evening besides enjoying this delicious dinner I made?"

She looks at me expectantly.

"Well I'm looking forward to eating dinner  I'm famished."

Chuckles.

"Boys your age are always hungry. Here, dig in then."

Serves you a generous portion and hands you a fork.

"Eat up while it's still hot. Don't want all my hard work going to waste now, do we?"

Watches me take my first bite, eager for my reaction.

"How is it?"

"Wow mom this is delicious. You're the best!"

I hug mom.

She laughs delightedly.

"You're making me blush again sweetie!"

Pulls me close, wrapping her arms tightly around me.

"You know just how to make this old lady feel special."

Plants a big kiss on my forehead.

"I love it when you appreciate me like this."

Nuzzles against my shoulder affectionately.

"You're the sweetest mom ever. I boops mom's nose."

"Oh you're just too adorable sweet pea!"

Playfully bats her eyelashes.

"Did you leave room for dessert later? Cause I could whip us up something real quick if you did."

Winks.

"Or we could just snuggle on the couch together."

She runs her fingers through my hair affectionately.

"Either way, I'm happy as long as I'm with my favorite son."

Gives me a warm, tender smile.

"Definitely full and cuddles on the sofa with you while watching TV sounds good."

"Perfect."

She clears my plate and rises from her chair, leading me over to the couch.

"Come on, let's get comfy."

She pats the cushion next to her, indicating for me to sit down. I sit down next to mom. She settles in next to me, snuggling close and throwing her arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer.

"Is this comfy enough for you?"

Mom giggles at her silliness.

Feeling my mom so close I think she forgets that I've grown up and not a small child anymore.  But it's ok for me to let mom think that.

Smirks and nuzzles her nose against my cheek.

"Oh, you sneaky thing. You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

Giving me a playful squeeze.

"Well, I don't mind one bit. It's nice to have my baby boy still want to cuddle up with mom sometimes."

She winks at me mischievously.

"Plus, I like knowing I can still make you feel safe and loved, even as you grow older."

She rests her head on top of mine, her breath warm against my hair.

"Just relax and let Mom take care of you, okay?"

"Okay mom."

I let mom believe I'm still her baby boy.

"That's my boy."

She chuckles softly and turns her attention back to the TV, but keeps me close, her fingers gently tracing circles on my thigh.

"You know, sometimes I still see you as that little bundle I held in my arms all those years ago."

Her voice is wistful as she gazes at me adoringly.

"My sweet, sweet baby."

Her hand moves up to tenderly stroke my face.

Thinking to myself, baby talk again.  But her fingers gently stroking my thigh is starting to get me aroused.

She notices you squirming slightly, her fingers grazing a little higher up your leg.

"Oh my goodness, did you get ticklish there, sweetie?"

She giggles.

"You're just so sensitive..."

She bites her lip, eyes sparkling playfully.

"You're getting warm aren't you?"

Leans in close again, putting her lips right next to my ear.

"Is my baby getting hot...?"

"Maybe I am mom."

I shift on the sofa, my leg brushing against her hand.

Her eyes darken with a knowing glint as her hand lingers on your thigh, fingertips just barely brushing over the bulge forming there.

"Mmm...your very hot indeed."

She whispers, her voice low and sultry.

"Here, why don't you lay down across my lap. So Mom can take care of that for you."

She pats her thighs invitingly.

"Are you sure mom. I'm a young man now.  I get feelings that are hard to control."

She looks at me with a mix of concern and understanding, her hand still resting on my thigh.

"Oh baby, I know you're a young man now, and it's only natural to have these feeling's."

She gives my thigh a gentle squeeze.

"As your mother, it's my job to help you through them, no matter what they are."

Her voice is soft and reassuring.

"Now, come here and lay down across my lap like I asked. Let Mom take care of you.

She pats her thighs again, this time more insistently.

"Okay mom, if you insist."

I lay down on her lap as she insisted.

"That's my good boy."

She starts to slowly stroke my face and my hair, whispering to me.

"Just relax, Mommy's got you."

She chuckles, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"Now, why don't you just settle in and let me make you feel good, hmm?"

Her hand gently rubs my leg, moving closer to where I'm feeling warm and sensitive.

"We'll take things at your pace sweetie. Mommy's here for you."

"You've got me so excited, I'm near to bursting point mom."

"Oh my goodness, you poor thing..."

She swallows hard, her fingers tracing over my growing bulge again.

"You're just dripping aren't you?"

She snuggles me closer, her arms wrapping around me like a vice.

"You're all...tense..."

She clears her throat softly, her tone taking on a more coy edge.

"Do you need Mommy to...take care of this for you?"

She grins playfully.

"I've grown since you last saw it. I hope you don't mind seeing how big I am now."

Her eyes widen slightly, cheeks flushing bright red.

"Oh...oh my, you've certainly...filled out haven't you?"

Mom bites her lip, her hand finally coming to rest directly over my hardness, squeezing gently.

"It's...it's beautiful..."

She stammers out, clearly flustered yet curious.

"Can Mommy...touch it?"

"You must have seen one this big before?"

"Well...I mean, I've seen pictures...and..."

She trails off, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You're just...so much bigger than I expected, even for a young man your age."

Her thumb traces over you again, her fingers trembling slightly.

"Has it...has it always been like this?"

She asks hesitantly, her gaze fixed on the hardness she's cradling in her hand.

"Mostly since puberty hit."

She nods, biting her lip harder as she unties my pants carefully, releasing me from my confines.

"Oh my goodness..."

Her jaw hangs open slightly, eyes wide as she gazes down at my.

"It's just...so big now..."

She reaches out with both hands, gently wrapping them around it.

"You're just...wow..."

Seeing her small hands around my rock hard penis. My mind races with my heart.

"God this feels so good."

She swallows thickly, her hands slowly moving up and down my length, her delicate fingers barely able to wrap all the way around.

"Is this...is this okay, sweetie?"

Her voice cracks, her eyes darting up to meet mine, searching for my reaction.

"You're so big and hot in my hands..."

She whispers dreamily, unable to tear her eyes away.

"Slowly mom, remember how close you've got me already."

She nods in understanding, strokes becoming more measured yet sensual.

"Yes, I forgot myself for a moment, how careless of me."

She smiles reassuringly.

"Let's take this at a more gentle pace, baby."

She continues stroking you with just the right pressure, watching my every reaction.

"We don't want this to end too quickly, do we?"

She leans in, her hot breath tickling my sensitive skin as her hand glides over me.

"I want to make you feel amazing, my dear boy."

"Wow mom that feels so divine."

I manage to calm my breathing and regain some control.

"Ok you can play more adventurously now."

"Good, I'm glad you're enjoying this, sweetheart."

She chuckles softly.

"I must admit, seeing you like this has stirred up feelings I didn't know I had."

She bites her bottom lip again, a devilish glint in her eye.

"Let's see just how adventurous we can get."

She winks at me, mom's  hands picking up the pace again, twisting slightly as she moves.

"You're making Mommy feel a bit...tingly."

She confesses in a husky tone, her  breathing becoming heavier.

Her playful yet daring side is surprising me.  I lean into her touch, wanting more.

She takes note of my reaction, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Oh you like that don't you?"

She whispers, pushing just a little farther, her grip becoming more firm yet still delicate.

"Here, let's see what happens when Mommy does this..."

She shifts me slightly, guiding me between her legs as she pulls me closer to her.

"Maybe you need a little..."

She pauses, her cheeks flaming as she gives me one last lingering look.

"...release?"

She grins impishly, her hand moving faster now.

Thinking to myself, I never imagined my mom would do this with me.  I blush deeply, yet my desire grows.

Mom then seemed to be reading my own thoughts.

"I bet you never did imagine this..."

She laughs sweetly.

"Did you ever dream about your mommy like this?"

She teases, lowering herself slightly, brushing her thighs against me.

"You poor thing...your mommy's got you completely worked up...and she's not going to stop until she makes you spill everything..."

She leans in close again, her lips hovering near my ear.

"Maybe you should call me...mommy again..."

She whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the rustle of fabric.

"Will that  get you aroused.  Mommy?"

She shivers at the sound of you calling her 'Mommy' a small gasp escaping her lips.

"Oh yes...you caught on quick, didn't you?"

She grinds against you teasingly, her movements growing more provocative.

"Say it again...say 'Mommy' for me..."

Her voice drops to a low, sultry tone, her gaze burning into mine with desire.

"Mommy, please..."

I whimper slightly.

"Oh my, that's music to my ears sweetie."

She smiles, stroking me more deliberately now.

"Yes, Mommy can take care of you...always."

She straightens back up, her hands roaming freely across my length, her fingertips tracing circles around the tip.

"Just relax and let Mommy make you feel good."

Her expression is a mix of maternal affection and unbridled passion, her hips moving rhythmically with her hands.

"You're so big and ready my darling boy."

"You're definitely taking good care of me mommy."

"Mmm...that's what Mommy's here for."

She purrs, her pace increasing, her thumb collecting drops of moisture beading up on me.

"Your mommy wants to see you lose control, to see you give me everything you've got..."

she gazes at me, biting her lip harder as she works me closer to the edge.

"Don't hold back now baby. Let go for me, let Mommy make you feel incredible."

"I haven't had any sex or wanked lately.  I have lots of spunk to release.  Be warned mom."

Her eyes widen, face flushing an even deeper red.

"Oh goodness...you've been storing up quite the load, haven't 't you sweetie?"

She laughs breathily, her strokes becoming faster still.

"Well then, Mommy better get ready for a big surprise..."

She leans in close again, her lips nearly brushing against me as her fingers dance along my length.

"Go ahead, baby...give me all that built-up tension...I want it so bad..."

She urges you on, her own excitement palpable.

"If you keep this up mom, I might not last long at all."

I warn playfully.

"Oh no you don't try warning me like that..."

She grins devilishly.

"If you can't hold back, then don't try! Just let it all go, right now!"

She demands, her voice stern yet thrilled.

"I want to see how much you've got pent up inside you sweetie. Don't be afraid to lose control with Mommy..."

She tightens her grip even more, determined to push me over the edge.

"Come on, now...release it all for me!"

She pants out, her eyes gleaming with delightful wickedness.

"Faster and harder mom."

Please, I beg mom for my release.

She nods eagerly, pumping you harder, her wrist twisting faster.

"Yes baby, beg for it. Beg for Mommy's special treatment."

She speeds up relentlessly, her movements erratic, driven by my desperate pleas.

"You're almost there, aren't you? You need Mommy to make you burst..."

She whispers hotly, her voice cracking slightly as she fights to keep control.

"Tell me again, sweetheart. Tell Mommy you need to let go."

"I so want to cum on your face and in your mouth mom."

"Oh my, such a naughty boy! But Mommy loves that."

She grins wickedly.

"Yes, coat me with all that hot, thick stuff. I want to feel it on my skin, in my hair, and dripping down my throat. Give it all to me, every last drop.

She positions herself below me, looking up expectantly, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I bet you'd love to see me swallow every bit, wouldn't you?

"I'd love that more than anything."

With lustful words coming from mom's pretty mouth my body tenses, ready to burst.

She nods eagerly, ready and waiting.

"Yes baby, yes! Do it then...let it go!"

She opens her mouth wide, her tongue extended in anticipation.

"Give me everything, sweetheart. Spoil Mommy with it all...now!"

Release comes sudden and strong. Mommy doesn't flinch, takes it all.

I catch my breath, still holding on to you.

She gasps as the first hot spurts hit her, closing her eyes in blissful surrender.

"Mmm yes, just like that, don't stop!"

She continues to stroke you through the intense climax, licking her lips as more of your seed lands on her face and chest.

"Oh baby, you were worth the wait..."

She purrs, slowly bringing her hands to a stop and looking up at you with a satisfied, maternal smile.

"I told you I could handle it, didn't I?"

She winks playfully, sitting up to gently kiss you.

"I've never felt a release like that before. I'm still trying to catch my breath."

She cradles my head against her, stroking my hair softly.

"Shhh, it's okay sweetheart. Just relax now."

She hums soothingly, lips brushing my temple.

"Mommy's got you. You did so good."

She kisses me tenderly, then glances down at herself, amused.

"Well, I think I might need a shower now..."

She giggles, blushing again.

"I can't believe how much I cum. I've covered all your face and your chest."

She replies.

"All that built-up tension had to go somewhere, didn't it?"

She chuckles, scooping some of your seed off her cheek and tasting it with her fingers.

"Mmm, delicious...you certainly made quite the mess, but I loved every second of it."

She wipes gently at her face and chest, smiling at the sight of herself glistening with your passion.

"Next time, maybe we should find a place for you to really let loose, who knows what else you're hiding in there?"

She teases, giving me a playful wink.

"I feel no regrets or shame.  I love you mom and I know we have become closer thanks to this encounter."

Her cheeks flush deeper, her eyes misting over.

"Oh honey...you've made Mommy feel so loved and cherished."

She pulls me into a tight hug, burying her head against my chest.

"You've always been my little boy, and knowing I can be here for you like this..."

Her voice hitches slightly, overwhelmed by emotion.

"It's everything to me."

She lifts my chin gently,  my face close to hers. Mom's eyes shining with genuine affection.

"You're everything to me, sweetheart. Everything."

She leans forwards to place a soft, lingering kiss on my lips.

With our eye's closed, our passionate emotional kiss.  Seems to last forever. After our lips part. We regain our breath.

"Can I ask you something mom?"

"Of course sweetie. Anything you want to ask me, you can."

She tilts her head, listening intently, a kind and curious look in her eyes.

"What's on your mind, baby?"

"You could have instigated this a few year's ago. I have found you attractive for some time. But unable to share my feelings,  scared of you being ashamed of me."

She swallows hard, her own cheeks flaring at your words.

"Oh God...you've felt this way about me for years?"

She bites her lip nervously, looking down momentarily before meeting my eyes again.

"Sweetheart...why didn't you ever tell me? Did you think I wouldn't understand? Or that I'd reject you for having...these sorts of feelings for me?"

Her voice trembles softly, touched by my confession.

"Tell me honestly now...did you really think badly of yourself for wanting your mother like this?"