"Don't forget, we've got fucking pictures whore."
"Ahhhh!" Mom shot straight up; awakened by the sound of her alarm clock, she was a sweaty sticky mess. "What a terrible dream.." Mom thought to herself. She laid in bed and continued to recount what had just occurred in her dream; blackmailed by my roommate and his friend, she was horrified.
Around lunch time I received the following text:
"Matthew, please give me a call. It's urgent. Love, Mom."
I called Mom several times; no answer. I even called her work; nothing. Perhaps something serious was going on. I figured I'd make the drive once again up to Palmdale to check on her. It appeared Mom was home, her car in the driveway; the front door was unlocked yet again so I decided to let myself in this time as opposed to knocking.
"Mom?" I called out; again no response. This was all too familiar.
I made my way up to her bedroom; the door was open. It sounded like she was just getting out of the shower.
"Mom, it's me." I shouted from the doorway, so as not to startle her.
"Matthew?" She called back. "Oh my god, what are you doing here?"
"You texted me earlier and said it was urgent; you weren't returning any of my calls so I got worried."
"Oh, shit. I'm sorry Honey. Let me throw something on, I'm just getting ready for a date with your father." Mom yelled through the bathroom door.
"You know, you really should start locking your front door. You never know who could drop in." I said, jokingly.
Mom emerged from the bathroom in a smooth silk purple night gown; a cloud of steam from the hot shower followed behind her and quickly evaporated. She had on her black leggings and garter belt; her face was fully done up in make-up. Suffice to say, Mom was looking sexy as all hell; I was truly jealous of my dad.
"Oh, you know how forgetful I am." Mom laughed.
"So really, what was so urgent?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, baby. Really it's nothing." Mom told me, "I had a bad dream last night and I got caught up in my head. I'm sorry you drove all this way. I didn't mean to scare you."
"A bad dream? That's it? About what?" I attempted to pry more information out of her.
"I'd rather not talk about it." Mom stopped me, dead in my tracks. "What did your roommate say about the other day?"
"Oh, God." I said, "He was freaked out."
"What did you tell him?" She asked.
"The truth. I simply told him the truth."
"Matthew.." Mom started.
"No, don't worry. I explained it all. I told him there was a mix up and I was hired for your birthday party; I told him how things got carried away and by the time we realized it it was too late."
"Yeah but what about the other day!!" Mom said, anxiously.
"I placed it all on myself; I told him you were angry that I've been hiding the fact I was a stripper for all these years and somehow convinced him that I took advantage of you and seduced you, right there in my room."
Mom couldn't believe that I admitted to my friend that I seduced my own mother; she seemed to truly regret the entire situation. Mom sat down on the bed and tried to find the right thing to say.
"Here, have a seat." Mom instructed me to sit on the bed beside her. "Look, I'm really sorry this all happened in the first place."
"Mom, it's fine.."
"No, it's not." She interrupted. "Your father has been working late night overtime a lot lately and we haven't been seeing each other much. I've kind of been going through a mid-life crisis, I guess. With all the stress of getting older and not having your father around as much to talk to, it's been.. Hard."
"I.. I didn't realize that, Mom." I tried to calm her nerves.
"Of course not! You shouldn't have to deal with these things. It's my fault; I should have stopped things that first night at my party but I just couldn't.." Mom continued, "I took advantage of you! I needed someone to fulfill my needs and I ended up using my own son as the outlet. I am a terrible Mother."
"What?! No you aren't. Mom. If anything, you're the greatest mom on the planet. You're certainly the best woman I know. You didn't take advantage of me, I wanted you just as badly as you wanted me." I explained.
"Aww, thank you sweetie. I really needed to hear that." Mom said, resting her hand on my thigh. I could feel my cock begin to twitch beneath my pants; this was not the time nor the place.
"Well, I guess I should get going. You need to finish getting ready for your date." I told her.
Mom leaned in closer; she stared down at her hand which was still on my thigh. The closer she got, the further her hand went up; she skipped straight passed my cock and ran her hand up my chest. She reached the top of my shirt and her finger swirled around the top button; carefully undoing it.
"Well.. Maybe you should stay for a while?" Mom asked, indecisively.
"Mom, I don't think we should.." I said, as Mom unbuttoned the second button down my shirt. I pulled back and said, "Seriously, I don't think it's a good idea."
Just as I pulled back Mom pulled me closer by the shirt and ripped open the rest of the buttons. She could tell that I wanted her and my will power was growing weaker by the second.
"Mom! What about Dad?" I asked.
"He won't be home for another hour.." She said as her hand caressed it's way up my chest until she reached my neck; she pulled me in and began kissing me.
Our tongues met and we kissed passionately, "Fuck, I want you Mom." I moaned through a deep breath. We both paused, our faces so close to the other that our noses were still touching; I could feel Mom's mouth begin to widen as she tried to hold back her smile.
"I'm all yours, baby." Mom said, as she held me in her arms and carefully fell back onto the bed.
We continued to kiss but Mom was quick to get my cock in her mouth; she pivoted on the mattress and unzipped my pants, yanking my cock out as quickly as possible. She grabbed the base of my cock and ran her tongue around the head; I could feel the warm tease of her breath. Mom's ass was sitting right beside my head, almost in a 69 position except she was beside me; I pulled the night gown up over the curve of her voluptuous body and admired the view.
"Fuck.." I moaned as Mom started to slide the head of my cock into her mouth; I could feel the slight pressure from her teeth bearing down on the shaft as she let out a slight giggle.
Mom ran her other hand over my thigh and grabbed a tight handful of my balls and started to lick them while stroking the shaft.
"You like it when your Mom sucks your cock, don't you?" She asked, already aware of the answer.
I couldn't take it; my instincts had taken over yet again. I reached under and grabbed Mom around the waist and lifted her off the bed and onto my face; she sat back on her knees with my cock still in hand as I pulled her thong to the side and my tongue found it's way inside her wet hole. I could hear the clench of Mom's jaw slamming shut as her teeth grinded against themselves; the arch in her back weakened and she fell forward as she softly moaned.
I feasted upon Mom's sweet pussy for the first time with no regret or shame; for the first time we both knew what we were doing and we both wanted it. Mom continued to suck my cock as I ate her vagina; her strokes became shorter and shorter until she could no longer handle it. She released my cock from her mouth and screamed out in ecstasy; her legs trembled and I felt the spit from her mouth dripping down my shaft and balls.
With all her strength Mom broke the grip I had around her thighs and hopped off my face; she pivoted once again and pulled her thong off quickly. Mom positioned my cock at the base of her cunt, cowgirl style and shoved the soaking wet thong into my mouth.
"I want you to taste my pussy as I cum on that cock." She whispered in my ear, lowering herself down upon my shaft.
Mom hugged me tightly; her arms wrapped around my head as she slammed her throbbing vagina up and down taking every inch of my cock down to the balls. I could literally feel Mom's cunt throbbing with every last pump; tightening and squeezing as it gushed upon me until finally her strokes slowed down. Mom's speed became more sensual as her entire body started to tremble; she sat all the way down, her pussy swallowing my cock and screamed.
Mom lost control of her body as she started to cum so I hugged her tightly as she had been hugging me and started thrusting my hips as hard and as deep as I could to send her orgasm over the edge. Mom continued to scream, attempting to make out the words "I'm cumming" but to no avail; she had lost all motor function.
I could feel my cock begin to tighten inside of her vagina; I rolled Mom onto her back and quickly switched to a missionary position, with both of her legs cradled over my shoulders. I pumped slow and deep making sure to get every inch inside of her; Mom knew it was time.
"Cum for me, baby." Mom said, softly caressing my face with her hand. "Look me in the eyes, while you cum inside me."
Mom held my face tightly so that our eyes were locked; my mouth dropped wide and I struggled to find my breath as I pumped my final strokes into Mom's pussy before my cock erupted inside of her. I exhaled deeply as I started to cum and when I did Mom pulled my face even closer to hers and buried her tongue deeply in my mouth as I continued to push all the way inside her.
We made out long after my orgasm ended until I was lying on top of her motionless, with the exception of a slight twitch in my cock; we were both a sweaty mess.
Mom glanced over at the clock.
"OH shit! Your father." She said, pushing me off of her, "I forgot about our date." Mom stood up and checked herself out in the vanity mirror beside the bed. "Oh my God, my make-up! I have to take another shower and get ready. He'll be home soon. Will you lock the door on your way out?" Mom asked.
I nodded as Mom rushed to back into the bathroom to get ready; I was in a complete state of euphoria. I laid there completely relaxed in a pool of our juices, in my parents bed and just thought about how lucky I was. As per Mom's request, I got dressed and made my way out; locking the door behind me.
As Mom was getting out of the shower she heard a knock at the door; she rushed down thinking I must have forgotten something. She opened the door to find her best friend; the one who originally hired me for Mom's birthday party.
"Kristy! What are you doing here?" Mom said, surprised.
"That's all I get! What are you doing here?!" Kristy asked, "I hadn't heard from you in a while and I was in the neighborhood so I thought I'd drop by."
"Oh, I just thought you were someone else.." Mom explained.
"Oh really? Like who? Like that young man I just saw leave your house?"
"Kristy! Are you kidding? That was just my son." Mom continued explaining.
"Sure, whatever you say Ari." Kristy teased.
