Author's Note:
Hey guys,
Just wanted to throw up a short story here. I haven't decided if I will continue this storyline, but if there's enough requests or good feedback, I definitely can.
I am still working on "My Mother Reiko" with new chapters coming soon. I'm also thinking about a Christmas themed short story, maybe mommy had a little too much spiked eggnog?
As always, thank you for reading my story,
TabooSins
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"Ricky, can you grab me some sugar from the pantry?" Elaine shouted.
Tonight was her husband Don's 50th birthday, and she was going to bake a cake to celebrate the occasion.
"Tiramisu cake. His favourite." Elaine said to herself. She had been slaving away all day in the kitchen preparing this meal. Don decided to go over to his buddies to watch some Sunday football. Eight hours of men tackling each other over an odd shaped ball. She never understood the appeal of it.
"Where is that boy with the sugar?" Elaine asked herself, "Ricky?!" She yelled again. "What is he doing?!"
Ricky was in his first year at college, and came home to celebrate his dad's birthday. But what was really bothering him was that he still hadn't gotten laid. It's been four months since the semester started and he hasn't even gotten so much as a hand job. It was frustrating to say the least, suddenly he heard his mom yelling for him from the kitchen.
What does she want now?
"I've been calling you to get me some sugar from the pantry." Elaine said sternly.
"Sorry mom, I was busy."
"Well go. I gotta get this cake ready for tonight. And there's so much left to be done." Elaine said as she went back to preparing the big meal for later.
As Ricky made his way downstairs, he couldn't help but think his mother was overreacting to the whole situation. It was only going to be the three of them and she was cooking up a storm. She was like that though. He remembered how she was like when he was younger, extremely overprotective. Even at his peewee softball games, she would make sure he wouldn't get hurt.
It was baseball, for Christ's sake. He thought.
"Here." Ricky said as he plopped the bag of sugar on the counter.
"Thank you, dear." Elaine said as she grabbed the sugar and began adding it to the mixture, whipping it manually.
Ricky noticed his mom's breasts wiggle as she whipped the mixture. She was wearing an apron but he could make out the outline of her breast as they heaved back and forth. He felt a slight tingling in his pants.
"Uh, anything else, mom?" He asked nervously.
"No, that'll be all, sweetie. Why don't you go back to whatever you were doing and I'll call you down when dinner is ready?" She replied.
Ricky quickly turned around and made his way back to his room.
What the fuck, why am I getting a boner?
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"Looks like you've still got it, girl." Elaine said to herself.
She was posing in front of the mirror, holding her blonde hair up with both arms, wearing a black lingerie set she had picked up earlier in the week. She wanted to do something special for Don tonight, as any loving wife would.
"Hmmm, these look good indeed." Elaine cupped her DD breasts. The bra had pushed them up, making them look even larger. She then turned around to see how her ass looked in the mirror. It looked plump as ever, the garter belt and thong combination was magnificent. She couldn't wait to see her husband's reaction.
"Hey, mom, do you think dad-," Ricky said as he walked in on his mom.
"Ah! No!" Elaine screamed to see her son standing there, she tried covering herself with her hands, "Ricky! Don't look!"
"Sorry! I just wanted to show you the present I got dad!" He blurted out. He was still in awe of seeing his mother like this. Even though she was covering herself up, Ricky could still make out his mother in her lingerie get up.
Her tits are almost hanging out, and her ass. She looks amazing, he thought to himself. He could now feel the semi erection he had in his shorts.
"Get outta here!" She yelled.
"Sorry!" Ricky said as he slammed the door shut.
"Fuck, damn it," Elaine sat down on her bed. She was upset with herself for not locking the door. She had gotten used to certain things since Ricky went away for college, such as walking around the house naked from time to time, and not having to lock doors anymore. She now remembered that her son was in the house again.
"Was that? No. Oh god." Elaine facepalmed as she was sure that she saw something protruding in Ricky's shorts, and definitely saw it sticking out as he turned to leave the room.
Great job, Elaine. You just gave your own son a boner, she thought.
Elaine threw on a robe. She sat back down on the bed and thought about what had transpired.
"He must be so confused, poor boy." She said to herself. This was Ricky's first year at college, having real experiences, maybe even sexual ones.
I wonder if he's still a virgin. Get a hold of yourself, Elaine! She thought.
"My little boy." Elaine suddenly became emotional. She remembered taking him to softball games, how they would spend Sunday afternoons at the park, and then coming home to bake cookies. And now he's becoming a man. She picked herself up off the bed and decided that they would need to talk about what just happened.
Ricky laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was still trying to process what happened. All the images of his mom were running through his head. Her long blonde hair dangling on her large breasts, the way her round ass reflected in the mirror in the thong when she turned around.
Dude, this is my mom. I can't think of her this way! He thought.
He could feel an erection building up again as he thought about her more, just then there was a knock on the door.
"Ricky? Can I come in?"
Ricky quickly pulled the blanket up to cover his erection. He didn't want his mom to see it again.
"Y-yeah, sure mom." He shouted out.
Elaine opened the door to see her son laying in bed, tucked under the covers. She closed the door and sat down on the bed next to him.
"Hey, sweetie. I wanted to talk about what just happened." She said calmly.
"Sure mom." Ricky never realized how beautiful his mom was. He wasn't sure what was happening or why he was feeling this way. But he could feel his heart beating faster and faster.
"Look, I understand it's been a while since you've been home. But you can't just barge into mommy's room like that."
Mommy? I haven't called her that in years. Ricky thought to himself.
"I'm sorry, mom. I was just excited to show you dad's present."