I sat on the couch watching TV, the thoughts of what happened earlier boggling my mind. I had just made love to my beautiful mother; never in my wildest imaginations would that have ever come true. Earlier after our intimate encounter we had discussed, what we should do if it turned out she became pregnant. She didn't think it was wise to keep the baby, but wanted my consent for her to have an abortion, if that was the case.
We ended up getting into an argument. I couldn't agree with her doing something like that. I know about the repercussions of having a inbred child, there's a number of things that could go wrong,
genetic deficiencies, weaker immunity, etc. I was being selfish, of course there was also a chance that she wasn't even pregnant, but I had never expected her to suggest something like that.
TV wasn't helping to take my mind off anything. Shutting it off, I decided to head to bed. Later that night mom knocked on the door, coming in she sat at the foot of my bed.
"Locke, why are you sleeping in here?" She asked in a meek voice.
"It doesn't really matter, does it?" I asked trying to sound as harsh as possible. I soon ended up regretting my choice of words.
"We don't even know if I'm pregnant or not; yet you're acting like a complete asshole!" She yelled getting off the bed.
"Wait, Mom."
"Wait, nothing. Do you think it was easy to suggest that we should kill it? Because it wasn't! God, Locke, I'm starting to wish I never slept with you in the first place. I should have just fucked that guy from the other night."
That stabbed at my heart, how could she say something so cruel?
"What so he could've knocked you up instead?!" I screamed back in a fit of fury.
It was dark so I couldn't see her face but she must of been stunned by what I said.
"H..How.. could you?" She cried out, leaving the room.
I quickly chased after her, calling her name but she just entered her room, shutting the door in my face.
"Mom, I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean that."
She didn't reply, but I could hear her faint sobs behind the door.
"Listen, I know I was acting like a brat, please forgive me. We've already gone through enough emotional turmoil."
I stood there a few minutes just listening to sound of her weeping through the door. The more I listened, the more I felt like shit.
Eventually she opened the door, her cheeks wet, and eyes red. I kissed her lips passionately, before pulling her head into my chest.
"I'm sorry Mom, I was wrong please forgive me."
She wrapped her arms around my back, holding me tight. "You really hurt me you know," she sniffled.
"I know, I'll do anything I can to make it up to you."
"Really, anything?"
"Anything."
"Then I want you to start calling me by my name."
"Huh?" I was baffled, is that all she really wanted?
"I mean we made love earlier, and I'm possibly pregnant so shouldn't you start treating me like your lover?" She asked searching my face for an answer.
It wasn't really a problem, but I did find it slightly awkward. I mean, she had brought me up calling her "Mom", or "Mommy". So this would be an adjustment.
"If that's what you want, Claire," I said, sorta awkwardly.
Mom smiled in response, kissing me on my cheek. "It's late, we should get some sleep," she suggested.
I agreed taking my hand, she led me to bed. Mom went and grabbed another pillow from her closet for me. After we got under the covers, she snuggle close against me. I wrapped my arm around her in response.
"It's kind of weird, sleeping in Dad's spot," I blurted out.
There was a moment of silence.
"It's an adjustment, but I'm sure he'd want both of us to find happiness," Mom replied with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Anyway, is there anything special you want to do tomorrow?" She asked. "I mean it is the weekend so I thought we could go out."
I have to admit, I became pretty excited. It would be my first date after all, and I'd be going out with mom. Maybe we'd go to the park, catch a movie, then have a romantic dinner. I was about to happily reply, when I remembered that I had promised the guys I would hang out with them. "Damn it,"I cursed myself. I would have just canceled but this wasn't the first time they invited me, only for me to decline. It wouldn't be right, after all they did help cheer me up. I also didn't want to hurt mom's feelings, though.
"My college buddies, sorta invited me to hang out with them tomorrow."
"Oh, I see... that's great honey," she replied, doing her best to sound happy for me.
I somehow got a wild idea to ask if she wanted to come. I mean if we were really going to be lovers, she'd have to meet them sooner or later.
"W-Why don't you come with me?"
She looked at me in disbelief.
"That's alright, I am sure they'd think it was lame of you to bring your own mother to hang out."
"They won't know, and you look really nice for your age so I'm sure they'll think you're my girlfriend."
I didn't plan on letting her know that I discussed a few things about us with Rick and Ed.
"I'd really rather not, I mean I need to adjust a bit first, you know? We haven't even gone out on a date yet."
"It's not really that different, we're just more intimate now, didn't you have feelings for me before this?"
"Yes, but it's not the same, we're going to actually be a couple now, not mother and son."
"I understand, then we can go out Sunday. How about that?"
Mom kissed my cheek, "I'd like that."
***
The next morning; I awoke to a soft sensual touch on my groin. "Huh?"
"Shush, I'm going to take care of this for you. A familiar voice called out."
Mom buried my face in her cleavage, working her soft hands into my pajamas, grabbing my raging hard-on. Mom slowly began rubbing her hand up and down my morning-wood.
"You're so big for me, aren't you lover? Look, I can't even fit my hand around your big cock."
I didn't plan on looking at anything, I was in heaven, my head nestled between her lovely tits. Not only that but hearing her talk dirty like this caused another pint of blood to rush to my cock.
Mom gasped in shock,"You're getting even bigger, does talking dirty turn you on that much?"
All I could do was give out a muffled pitiful moan in response. Pulling her hand away, she used her foot to push my pajamas down, setting my bulging erection free. Suddenly, cupping my chin, mom lifted my face to hers. We passionately french-kissed, seeking each others fluids. As our lips parted, I began to get up.
"Mom, I want you no-" She interrupted putting a finger to my lip.
"It's Claire now, lover, and I told you I was going to take care of you so lay back down and enjoy," she commanded.
I plopped my head on the pillow.
"Good boy," she said kissing my cheek, then my neck, "Kids who listen get rewarded for good behavior," she winked.
Mom slowly began moving herself down to my cock, grabbing it, she looked at it in amazement, her hot breath on my member. "Wow your dick is so big, even more than yesterday. Locke, do you enjoy being ordered around?" she questioned, with a evil seductive smile.
"Y-Yes, Moth- I mean Claire."
"Tell me honey, what do you want your lover to do?"
Mom was torturing me her explicit naughty talk, along with her hot breath hitting my cock with every word that came out her mouth was driving me crazy.
"I want you to suck my cock."
"Hmm, what was that?" she asked again rubbing my cock over her soft heated cheeks.
"Suck me off, please!" I cried out.
"Hmm, I don't know, not after how you acted yesterday afternoon."
She kissed the head of my cock, and poked the hole with her tongue, before she began rubbing my prick over her beautiful heated face again.
This vindictive minx, she was still mad about yesterday. I couldn't help but find myself wondering if all women held grudges like this. Mom began kissing up and down the shaft of my cock, furthering my frustration.
"Suck my fucking cock!" I yelled in anger.
A minute of silence, (maybe several) passed by, the shock of what I had just said was apparent on both of our faces.
"M-Mom.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean it, I-I just..."
In the flash of an instant mom took my cock into her hot slippery mouth. Locking eyes with me, she began bobbing her head up and down on my cock.
"Ahhh" I moaned.
She licked my hole, then under the head, before she began working my frenulum, as she sucked with amazing enthusiasm. Her ecstasy-filled moans sent shivers down my spine, the electric like stimulation was astounding. Twisting her hand around the base of my prick she jerked me, never losing eye contact.
I had no comparison, as I have never gotten a blowjob before, but she was fucking amazing. I highly doubt any of the younger girls could of sucked with such passion, and intimacy. Perspiration started to form on her forehead, as she sucked the head of my cock. Her beautiful smooth lips, wrapped around my member, those amazing sea blue eyes, her sensual beautiful well-filled lips, no one could compare to my goddess.
"Mmmm, ummmpph," she moaned around me.
I quickly felt myself building up to a climax. "Mom, I'm going to cum," I warned her. She responded by sucking and jerking me even harder into her vacuum-like mouth.
"Ugghhhh"
My body convulsed and spasmed, as the first shot of my milk sprayed the inside of her mouth.
"Mmmph," mom moaned as the first load hit the back of her throat. Then the second, followed quickly by the third. Swallowing some, she lifted her face off my cock, opening her mouth. My seed coated her tongue white, my cream dripping down the inside of her cheeks, then she consumed the rest.
"Mmmmm, that was really tasty, Locke," Mom purred, pulling her lower lip with her index finger before laying in my arms.
