Mom's Dilemma

Mom's Dilemma

John's jaw dropped when his mother, Lori, walked into the room. She was an absolute vision. Her red hair, make-up, and gorgeous legs were perfect. The kicker was the short black dress she wore. It was low cut, form fitting, surprisingly short, and screamed fuck me. John also noticed that his mother was making an extra effort not to look at him.

"Wow! If I didn't know better, I'd think you've got a date tonight," he said.

Lori didn't reply and looked down at the floor with a guilty look on her face.

"Mom, are you cheating on dad?" he asked seriously.

She covered her face with her hands as she began sobbing, then turned and ran back to her bedroom.

'

Holy shit,'

he thought. '

She is.

' John was shocked. Never in a million years would he have suspected anything like this. As far as he knew his parents' marriage was rock solid. He thought they were devoted to each other. He sat staring at the television. No longer watching the show, his mind just in a fog of disbelief.

Lori walked through the living room about fifteen minutes later, now barefoot and wearing her long fuzzy robe. She had removed her makeup, and her eyes were still red from crying. She walked past him to the kitchen and returned a moment later with two glasses of wine.

"We need to talk," she said, handing him a glass then sitting next to him on the sofa.

"Okay."

"I've never cheated on your father."

"From your reaction to what I said...," John began.

"I know. Yes, I was about to," she admitted.

Her son didn't reply as he took a sip of his drink.

"Will you give me a chance to explain?" she asked.

"It's between you and dad. You don't need to explain anything to me. If you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I don't want to know about it. I'll pack my stuff and be out of here by morning."

"I don't. Let me explain, please?" she pleaded.

"Go ahead."

"I'm sure you noticed the recent tension between your father and me."

"I did, but it seemed like everything was back to normal before his deployment."

"It was. About a year ago, my libido bottomed out. I had no drive or interest in intimacy. Your father still did," his mother said.

"Dad cheated?" John asked.

"No. At first he was patient with me, but when it didn't improve, we started arguing and pulling away from each other. We finally agreed that something needed to be done before we ruined our marriage. We still love each other, and neither of us wanted that. I made an appointment with my GYN. Your father came with me. The three of us talked about the problem. She did an exam and some blood work. My hormones showed that I was in early menopause. Do you know what that is?"

"The change. I didn't realize it affected libido. I thought it was more about fertility," John replied.

"It can change the drive in some women, both to increase or decrease. She started me on some medication to balance things out but said it would take time. She also referred us to a marriage counselor."

"So, the medicine worked?"

"It took about a month, but yes, it worked. The marriage counselor recommended lots of things. One, in particular, seemed a bit farfetched to me. After talking it over with your father, we decided to try it. Between that and the medicine, I have a libido that's way beyond anything I've ever experienced. With Rick being away, I'm losing my mind. Sex is the only damn thing I can think about."

"What was it the counselor recommended?" her son asked.

Lori blushed before answering. "A clit piercing. Every time I move, it rubs me. It's like being fingered all day long."

"If it's driving you nuts, take it out," her son recommended.

"Your father likes it. I spoke with my doctor, and she thinks the hormones should balance out within a few months and I'll get my normal libido back. Your father and I agreed to leave the piercing in."

"But if it's going to drive you to cheat, it's not a good thing."

"No, it isn't. Your father suggested that I come up with a solution but doesn't want to know the specifics."

"So, he gave you the okay to cheat?"

"That idea was never, specifically, brought up. It was implied."

"Was tonight a kind of last resort?" her son asked.

"Pretty much. I've tried everything else."

"Such as?" John asked.

Lori blushed again, but replied, "Toys, fingers...you name it, I've tried it. Nothing worked."

"Before dad deployed, did having sex work?"

"Yes, but twelve hours later I was needy again," she said.

"So, if it only helped for twelve hours, how was hooking up tonight going to help?"

"I'm desperate. I don't know what else to do. If I stop the hormones I go back to being frigid. If I remove the piercing, I disappoint your father. I've got about six to eight more weeks until everything is supposed to balance out again. If I can't figure something out, I'm going to lose my mind," she said tearing.

Her son sat quietly thinking for a moment, then picked up their wine glasses and refilled them. He sat, once again, on the sofa with her as the wheels turned in his head.

"I have an idea, but I don't think it's what you're hoping for," he told her.

"John, I'm desperate. What is it?"

"Me," he replied.

"You, what?"

"I can give you what you need while dad's gone."

Lori's brow raised. "We can't do that."

"Why not?"

"You're my son. It's incest."

"I'm not suggesting we make a baby. I'm here and have the right parts to satisfy your needs as often as you want. I'm clean, so you aren't running the risk of catching something. And there's essentially no risk of getting caught," her son assured her.

"But it's incest. It's against the law."

"So is speeding," he countered.

"Incest is different."

"Is it? Two consenting adults sharing love. If I was a minor, or one of us was being forced, I'd agree it's inappropriate. We're adults. You have a medical problem that I can help with. I'd give you blood or a kidney if you needed it. I love you, mom."

"That's different. Incest crosses a line that you can't uncross."

"At least think about it," he suggested.

Lori downed the rest of her wine then looked at her son. "I'll think about it," she said, then refilled her glass before going to her room.

John had often fantasized about his mother but had never actually considered the possibility of really having sex with her. Their discussion this evening had gotten him aroused. She hadn't refused his offer and had actually agreed to think about it. His reasoning had been sound. It would offer her at least a temporary fix while his father was away, and it would also let him fulfill his greatest fantasy.

He finished his wine then went to his room to relieve his throbbing erection before going to bed. Even after jerking off in the shower his arousal remained. He finally did it a second time before falling asleep.

Lori was going through the same problem, except for now, her son was at the forefront of her fantasy as she relieved herself.

*****

When John walked into the kitchen on Saturday morning, his mother, still in her robe, sat at the table drinking her coffee and browsing the internet on her laptop.

"Good morning," he said as he passed.

"Good morning," his mother replied.

John poured himself a glass of orange juice, fixed a bowl of cereal, and sat across from her at the small table. After several minutes, she closed the laptop and looked up at him.

"Were you serious about your offer?" she asked.

"Completely serious."

"John, I wouldn't want anything to interfere with our mother/son relationship."

"I wouldn't either. If anything, I think it would strengthen it," he replied.

She was quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"I've done some checking online. Apparently, incest is more common than I realized. If done between consenting adults, the main issue is with offspring. Since my tubes were tied after you were born, that's not a concern. It could provide a solution to my libido issue. Obviously, it's safer than my original plan. As long as word of it never leaves the house, there's no issue with the legality of it."

"So, you're agreeing?" he asked.

"I just don't want it to interfere with what we have. I'm still your mother and I don't want that to change."

"Mom, I'm not suggesting that I replace dad. I don't want that. All I'm suggesting is that I fill in for him until he either returns or your issue resolves; nothing more."

"I understand that. I love your father. If we do this, you can never tell him. Or anyone else for that matter."

"I know," her son replied.

They both sat quietly for several minutes before John got up and put his dishes in the dishwasher, then returned to his seat.

"I don't like degrading talk or brutality," his mother said.

"Okay."

"No means no."

"Agreed," he replied.

"I think, before committing to anything more formal, we should see how it goes. If either of us is uncomfortable we can call it off."

John's cock was about ready to burst through his pants.

"I'm fine with that," he said.

"What's on your agenda today?" his mother asked.

"I have nothing planned."

"I'm going to go shower. Meet me in my room in an hour," she said getting up from the table and leaving.

'Holy fuck! This is really going to happen,'

he thought, rubbing his hand over his swollen cock.

John went to his room and straight to the shower. He always jacked off before dates, hoping that it would give him more staying power if the opportunity for sex presented itself. It rarely did, but he wanted to be ready. He relieved himself, showered, shaved, and brushed his teeth. Next came figuring out what to wear. After a lot of thought, he decided on a polo shirt, his special black briefs he only wore on dates, and a pair of tan shorts.

Lori had planned on dressing in her little black dress again, but after some thought, decided against it. Although what she was about to do was still cheating, she didn't like what the dress now represented. She opted for a tank top, shorts, and regular panties; nothing special. Her makeup was simple, just like any other day at home. As the clock neared the one-hour mark, she went to the kitchen for another glass of wine to steady her nerves. Her son was standing at the kitchen counter with the same idea.

"Pour me one too, please?" she requested.

She could see his hand tremble as he poured.

"I'm a nervous wreck," he admitted.

"Me too," she agreed, taking the glass. "Let's sit in the living room."

He nodded and followed her to the sofa then sat a comfortable distance away looking at her. Lori saw the bulge in her son's shorts and smiled.

"I was going to ask if you're sure about this, but from what I can see, part of you seems to be," she said.

"Yeah, that part has been sure all morning."

"Is that part familiar with what we're planning?" his mother asked.

"You mean is it experienced?"

"Yeah. Your experience was never a subject we approached."

"Let's say I have limited experience," he said.

She smiled at him. "Would you believe my body count is one?"

"Really?"

"I did a little touching as a teen, but your father is the only man I've ever been with. What's your actual count?" his mother asked.

"That's kind of personal, don't you think?"

"I think we're past the personal part, aren't we?"

"I guess so. Touching is four. All the way with two," he said blushing.

"Any oral?" she asked.

"One each, giving and receiving. You?"

His mother laughed. "I've been married to your father for twenty-two years. Probably in the thousands for both. Oral has always been a big part of our lovemaking."

"Dad is going to be a tough act to follow."

"I'm open enough to tell you what I want, and not afraid to coach if needed. I hope you'll do the same for me. You're starting to leak," she said, pointing to the wet spot on her son's shorts.

"Yeah, this discussion is causing that."

"I know the feeling. Do you like kissing?" his mother asked.

"Yeah. I like that a lot."

Lori stood and set their glasses on the coffee table then straddled her son with her face to him.

"Kiss me like we were on a date," his mother said leaning forward.

As their lips met, his mother melted into him. Their tongues eagerly explored each other's mouths. It wasn't long before her son's hands slid from her back to her ass and squeezed. Lori moaned and began sliding her crotch over her son's lap. After several minutes she sat up and looked at him.

"You're a good kisser, but you're also about to make a mess in your pants. I'd rather you do that somewhere else. Is that okay?"

"Yeah," he whimpered.

His mother climbed off then knelt between his legs. She unfastened his shorts and tugged. John raised his hips as she pulled down both the shorts and underwear, smiling as his hard cock stood straight up in front of her face.

"This probably isn't going to take long. Don't hold back. Just let it go when you're ready," she said.

John nodded and watched as his mother licked away the pre-cum on his cock. Her eyes never left his. With her hands resting comfortably on his thighs, she took the head into her mouth and began swirling her tongue over it.

"Oh, mom," he sighed as he tensed.

She had swallowed about half of his length when he grunted and began erupting into her mouth. She seemed unfazed by the number of streams and their volume. John groaned with each ejaculation. Lori didn't stop moving as her mouth milked him of everything. When she sensed he had finished, she pulled off and opened her mouth to show her son what he had given her. Lori played in it with her tongue before swallowing it all, then smiled at him.

"I'll be wanting more of that later," she told him.

"Okay," he sighed.

His cock was still just as hard as it had been. His mother used her hand to milk the last from him and lick it away, then stood and took his hand.

"Let's go to my room. It's your turn now."

John stood and stepped clumsily out of his shorts and underwear then followed her to the bedroom. The second they entered the room Lori pulled off her top and dropped it onto the floor. Her shorts were next, then she turned her back and pulled down her panties. He smiled seeing his mother's pussy and asshole for the first time as she bent over. She stood and faced him.

"Wow!" her son said admiringly.

Her hourglass body was perfect. Her breasts were all natural with slightly upturned nipples. Her hips were womanly with a beautiful curve. Between her legs was a well-groomed triangle of red hair, just above her puffy lips and surrounding her dark red hard clit with the silver piercing running nearly its full length.

His mother climbed onto the bed and sat back on the pillows she had arranged earlier then spread her legs invitingly. She patted the bed between her legs, showing her son where she wanted him. John joined her with his face just inches from his mother's pussy.

He'd never actually seen a pussy up close in the daylight. The two he had seen were mostly in the dark. His mother's rock-hard clit with the barbell shaped piercing fascinated him. Her labia looked swollen and between the inner lips he could see her moisture.

As John watched his mother's face, he stuck his tongue into the moisture for a taste. His mother moaned softly as he did. Sticking his tongue farther inside, her hips rose from the bed reflexively and she moaned again. John slid his tongue from the vagina up between the labia and over her pierced clit. With another moan, louder this time, her hands moved to the sides of his head, holding him at her clit. Taking the hint, he began dragging his tongue softly its full length. Her moaning became continuous and after a moment her thighs came together holding his head where it was.

Lori literally screamed as her entire body tightened. Her legs began to tremble and pinned him even harder. The waves of her orgasm seemed to continue for over a minute before she relaxed and held his head away from her pussy. She continued with more spasms about every five to ten seconds for another minute before opening her eyes and looking at her son.

"I've never cum that hard or that fast," she whimpered.

"Can we do it again?"

"Not yet. I'm too sensitive. Let me have a few minutes to recover."

John crawled up beside her and began sucking one breast as he kneaded the other. She put her hand on the back of his head lovingly. After a few minutes, she pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Using her hand to line him up, she slid down onto him. They both moaned as she took him fully inside.

"I've needed this so bad," she said as she slowly rose and fell on her son.

Her son's hands moved to her breasts as he watched his mother slowly ride his cock. She closed her eyes and smiled as she enjoyed herself. Her pace increased and her eyes opened looking at him. Her expression changed from a smile to a grimace as she suddenly froze and stiffened. He could feel her pussy contracting on him in time with the spasms of her body. Her grip on his shoulders tightened to an almost uncomfortable degree as she came for the second time. After about a minute she seemed to relax but continued with intermittent spasms.

Lori laughed and leaned forward kissing her son passionately. After about a minute, she began rocking her hips.

"I'm going to cum again. Cum in me when I do. I want to feel it," she told him.

John was already close and after about a minute his mother stiffened again.

"Ohhhh!" she moaned as her orgasm began.

John grunted as his first load coated his mother's cunt.

"Fill me, baby. Cum to me," she groaned as she trembled.

Her son did just that as his cock spewed large amounts of his seed into her. Both were wet with perspiration when she finally rested on his chest. Neither moved nor spoke for several minutes as they lay together. When her son's dick softened and slid out she rolled over onto her side with one leg still across him.

"Are you okay with what we've done?" she asked a couple of minutes later.

"I loved it. How do you feel?"

"Sated for the first time in weeks. Blessed that I have such a wonderful son. Amazed that I came that hard or that quickly. And messy. I need a shower and probably a nap afterward." Lori sat up on the bed facing her son. "This has to stay between us."

"I know."

"I expect I'll be needy again by tonight. I don't want you to feel like this is all one sided. I'll be wearing dresses when we're at home. I'm not going to wear panties, so if you want my pussy or my mouth just let me know. I'm available whenever it's just us here. I mean that." Lori grinned at her son. "Don't be shy. I want this."

"Like freeuse?" he asked.

"I'm not familiar with the term, but it sounds about right."

"Anything special I should be doing?"

"Your father has the same underwear you were wearing. That flap in the front lets you have everything on display when pulled down. It makes you easily accessible to me. I wouldn't mind you wearing those to lounge around in."

"I only have one pair of those."

"After my nap we can go to Kohl's and pick up a few more," she suggested.

"Okay. Mom, is cowgirl your favorite position?"

"For vaginal sex, yes. Doggie runs a close second. For oral, I like 69 best. I like everything really, but those are my favorites."

"Anal?"

"Fingers are fine. Actual anal is good, but not something I want regularly. Have you done that?"

"No."

"We will sometime soon. Anything else you want to do?"

"Yeah, teach me what to do with my fingers and tongue," he requested.

"I can do that. Is that it?"

"That's all I can think of at the moment."

"I'll see you after my nap," she said leaning over and kissing him gently on the lips. "You smell like pussy."

John grinned at her.

*****

It was about two when John and his mother left to go shopping. Knowing she wasn't wearing panties under her floral sun dress kept him hard the entire trip.