A continuation of the story that began with "My First Time With Mom" followed by "My Next Time With Mom"
Part III
I shut Mom's door behind me, and rested my head on it for a few seconds, beginning to tremble from anxiety and excitement at the night ahead. I took a breath and slowly turned towards the bed. Mom was sitting on it, staring at me, the moonlight shining through her window and illuminating the otherwise dark room. We both ran our eyes over each other's naked bodies, like animals on the hunt, ready to devour. We knew how wrong this was, and we didn't fucking care anymore.
Mom smiled and slowly beckoned to me. Wordlessly, I made my way over to her. Now inches apart, I slowly took my hand and traced it up Mom's leg to her already wet pussy. I slid my finger inside for just a moment, and Mom sucked in her breath and closed her eyes. Then I withdrew my finger, wet with Mom's juices, and continued tracing it up her body, between her breasts and to her mouth. Mom opened her eyes and mouth, and stared at me as she took my finger in and began sucking. I smirked at her, took my finger out, and ran my hand down to her throat, and slowly squeezed.
Mom's eyes widened. "Bad boy...." she purred as I climbed onto the bed on top of her. I leaned down and our mouths and tongues engulfed each other in a lustful kiss. I moved my hand to the back of Mom's head and grabbed her hair as we continued to make out, saliva dripping from the corner of our mouths, moaning softly, our naked bodies pressed against each other. No one else in the world seemed to exist in this moment.
Mom finally broke away, sighing with pleasure, as we both caressed each other's moonlit bodies, wanting more. She gestured to the bedside table.
"There's something in there I need," she cooed. I quickly rolled over and opened the table drawer, rummaging around, and felt my hand close around something plastic. I took the object from the drawer, and smiled, turning back to Mom, who had begun to position herself at the headboard.
"Your father never wanted to do this to me," she said softly. "Would you?"
The butterflies in my stomach churned as I took the zip tie and crawled over to Mom. She reached her arms back, crossing her hands together, smiling.
"I would love to," I hissed, as I looped the zip tie around her hands and through the hole in the metal headboard. I yanked, and the zip tie screeched as it tightened. Mom grunted as her legs began to wrap around me, and my cock got even harder than it already was. Mom stared into my eyes.
"Punish me," she whispered.
A moan escaped me as I slid my cock into Mom, and she cried out, closing her eyes. Last night there was hesitation, a reluctance to go through with the illicit act. Not anymore. I was back where I belonged. I wrapped my hand around Mom's throat again, and she gurgled with pleasure.
Our shadows danced above and the headboard smacked repeatedly against the wall as I fucked Mom again. We moaned in ecstasy as the zip tie dug into her wrists. I couldn't believe Mom had this side to her, a secret freak caged by my father. Tonight I had the key to unlock it.
"Fuck me, my sweet boy," she cried out as I bit into her shoulder, growling like a rabid dog as my cock slid in and out of her, pleasuring the hole that I had been birthed from. Time had stopped, and all that mattered was this moment, our sweaty bodies sliding against each other. I watched as Mom's tits bounced up and down in sync with my thrusts. I felt my orgasm nearing, and felt Mom began to shudder as well. I let go of her throat.
"Cum inside me baby," she got out between moans, her legs tightening around me.
"Are you sure?" I stammered. I couldn't hold back any longer.
"CUM INSIDE MOMMY!" she screamed as our orgasms hit simultaneously. Our eyes rolled back, our mouths opened. I buried my cock deep inside Mom and exploded into her steaming hole. It was heaven. I yelled and bit down onto Mom's neck. We writhed back and forth, twitching in ecstasy, our eyes closed, our brains numb, gasping for air.
After what seemed like an eternity, we finally arrived back on Earth and I slowly withdrew my cock. I collapsed onto my back next to Mom, and we both lay there staring at the ceiling, panting softly as our heartbeats slowed.
"Hun?" Mom finally said. I looked over at her. "Think you could grab a scissors quick? This zip tie is starting to hurt a little." We both laughed and came back to our senses, and I nodded, quickly getting out of bed and heading to the storage closet. I grabbed a pair of scissors and came back into the room, taking a second to gaze at Mom's sweaty naked body, still tied up. She smirked at me. "What have we gotten ourselves into?" she asked slyly. I smiled, responding by going over and freeing her wrists. She rubbed them as I crawled back into bed next to her.
"I don't want this to stop," I finally said. Mom grunted in agreement, and turned on her side, burying her face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my cheek on her blonde hair. Our sweaty, exhausted bodies fell asleep, with only the moon as a witness to our secret.
Before I knew it, the sun had replaced the moon and the light shone into my eyes as I woke up, blinding me for a second. I yawned and looked over at Mom, who also was clumsily waking up as well. I kissed her forehead, and she smiled and opened her eyes. "Morning hun," she said sleepily, and sprawled out on her back, her breasts swaying slightly. I gazed at her naked body now bathed in daylight, as she did the same to mine, and my cock began to awaken as well. We both seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"Morning sex?" I asked, grinning.
Mom smiled and crawled on top of me. "Morning sex," she whispered in my ear as she began to lick it. I moaned as she grabbed my cock and guided it into her already wet pussy. She sat down and moaned, placing her hands on my chest. I wrapped my arms around Mom and gripped her ass as she began to ride slowly, back and forth, up and down.
"Fuck Mom, I love this," I whispered as she grunted in response. The slow, and sensual way she rode me was incredible. I leaned up and sucked my Mom's nipple into my mouth, nibbling and whirling my tongue around it.
"Oh, my baby boy," she cooed. "You like Mommy's nipples in your mouth, don't you?"
"Mhm," I murmured as I slurped some more, then gave the other nipple attention, smacking her ass as well. Mom yelped in delight.
Before long, I could feel myself getting ready to finish, and Mom could tell. "You gonna come inside Mommy's pussy, baby?" she moaned as she got closer as well.
"Yes, Mom, ooooooooo fuckkkkk," I stammered, and I shot my load inside Mom again. I was still rock hard, and soon Mom's moans became louder.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned as she came, and collapsed on top of me, shaking. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tight, my cock still inside her as we lay there peacefully, breathing heavily. After a few minutes, Mom sighed and finally got off of me, my cock flopping out of her pussy, wet with cum and juices.
"Now that's how you start a day," I said, laughing. Mom laughed as well, and got up to go shower. I smacked her ass as she stood up, and she looked back at me, giving me a sly grin as she disappeared into the bathroom. I lay there, gazing out the window, wondering how this week could get any better, and not worrying about any impending consequences. This new sexual relationship had awakened me inside, and I think Mom felt the same way. There was no more guilt, only ecstasy to come.
A little while later, Mom came back into the room, wearing a towel, her hair wet from the shower. I smiled as I thought back to a couple nights ago when she came downstairs looking exactly the same to apologize to me. The moment before everything had changed between them forever.
Mom let the towel fall away, and I soaked in her naked body once more as she fumbled around in her drawer for a bra and panties, shaking her ass for me as she bent over. I laughed.
"So what's on tap for today?" I asked.
"Well," Mom said as she hooked her bra and secured her tits, "I have to run errands, and then I'm catching up with some friends for a late lunch, so the house is yours again."
I sighed. "Alright. What about tonight?"
"Hmmm, maybe we can go watch that new movie you wanted to see at the theater later."
"Oooh, date night?" I laughed.
Mom laughed. "It's a date." She finished getting dressed and moved over to the bed, giving me a long passionate kiss before waving goodbye and leaving. I lay there in Mom's bed a little while longer, smelling her pillow and the baby powder scent it had, then stood up. I smirked as I noticed the cut zip tie laying on the floor, and thought back to last night. My mother was my whore now, and she knew it and liked it.
I went into the bathroom and showered, deciding what to do with my day. I got dressed, grabbed my keys, and drove into town to grab a bite to eat, my head spinning at everything that had transpired over the last couple days. However, things seemed strangely normal to me, like this was always meant to happen. I hit a drive-thru and headed back to the house to eat. Then I went out to the pool to tan and play on my phone, trying to pass the time before Mom came home and we could play some more.
A few hours later, as the sun began to set, I heard Mom's car pull up in the driveway. Soon enough, I saw her peering over the pool fence at me. "Hey hun," she said. "We still on for the movie? Starts in an hour."
"Sure," I said, and got up. We went inside together, and shared a short make out session away from any prying eyes. Mom disappeared to her room to get ready, and I did the same. We came out of our rooms, and I noticed Mom had a sexy string top on with a skirt, making her look younger. I whistled and she blushed. We headed outside and took Mom's car to the local theater.
We got our tickets for the new action movie I'd been wanting to see and headed into the darkly lit theater. A few people were in their seats already. "Up here," Mom whispered, and led me to the top row where no one was sitting. We sat next to each other and held hands under the seats, smiling at each other. A few more people came in as the movie began, but Mom and I remained alone in the top row.
The theater darkened completely as the movie got underway. About twenty minutes in, I felt Mom let go of my hand. I looked over at her, and she smirked and moved her hand to her skirt. I sucked in my breath as she pulled the skirt up, revealing her bush and bare pussy. Mom hadn't worn panties to the movie.
My chest got tight as she grabbed my hand and led it to her pussy, which was already getting wet. "Mom, chill," I hissed quietly, aware of the other people in the theater. She giggled and reached over and slid her hand down my pants. I was scared and turned on at the same time. Now Mom was even bold enough to play with me in public. I slowly moved my finger around her clit, and she let out a small whimper. A moviegoer turned back and looked quizzically at Mom, and we both froze. His chair blocked any view of our hands, and he turned back around, shaking his head.
