Proud to Be a Mommy's-Boy

My mother has to be the sexiest MILF on the planet, that's what my friends tell me and I agree. As a child, I took for granted how sexy my mother looked parading around the house wearing nothing but a bra and panties during the summer months. Now that I'm older and attending college, I'm beginning to see my mother in a different light. I love going through the photographs of Mom and me together.

I remember jerking off when I was younger, wrapping Mom's lacy underwear around my cock as I stroked to orgasm. I loved going through her underwear drawer and fondling her bras and panties as I fantasized about women.

I just completed my freshman year of college and was packing up my belongings to take home when I came across a pair of panties I must have taken from her and forgotten about. I also had some great pictures of Mom and I together, I especially loved the one of us on the beach in Cancun, Mexico. She was wearing a tiny yellow bikini, I thought nothing of it at the time. I stood looking at the photo now, seeing us in an entirely different way.

I've always been a Mommy's-boy, losing my father to cancer when I was only nine years old. I'm also an only child so Mom and I were good friends as well. She was only sixteen when she had me, she's still a young woman at only thirty five, and I see her as being younger as I grow older and closer to her age.

Mom keeps herself in fantastic shape, works out several times a week and looks better then most of my female classmates. Throughout high school my friends loved spending time at my house, staring at Mom and hoping to get a glimpse of her in one of her bikinis out by the pool. Mom never had a problem flashing her tits around me, usually provoking me into taking a quick trip to the bathroom to jerk off before she'd notice my erection.

As I stood reminiscing about my childhood close encounters with Mom, my cock swelled, begging for release. I couldn't help myself, I set the photo of us on my night stand and unzipped. My cock throbbed as I wrapped Mom's panties around the shaft and stroked until I came, spewing within seconds, fantasizing about my cock sliding between Mom's perfect tits.

I couldn't wait to get home and quickly finished packing and loaded the car. During the two hour drive home, I found myself again thinking about what sex would be like with Mom. Damn, I needed to get a girlfriend!

Mom was expecting my arrival and was waiting at the door when I opened it. For the first time, I noticed how full and firm her tits were as she hugged me. I swear she was younger and sexier then I remembered only eight months ago. My cock reacted as as I pressed against her. I know she noticed and stepped back, looking me over, her eyes pausing at my crotch.

"You've grown into such a man!"

"Thanks Mom, it's good to be home."

"It's so good to have you home, it's not the same without you here."

"Why don't you start dating Mom?"

"Who says I don't? I'm just not going to get married again, nobody could ever replace your father."

"Of course not Mom, but we all have needs."

"And just what would those be?" Mom glanced momentarily at my crotch.

"You know what I'm talking about Mom, you're a young, beautiful woman."

"Well thank you Josh. So is there a woman in your life you'd like to tell me about?"

"No, I just hang out with the guys, but date occasionally. Wanna help me unload the car?"

"Sure, then let's get something to eat."

As we carried boxes and my stuff into the house, I couldn't help but notice that Mom wasn't wearing a bra. It was warm and we were both perspiring, so her top clung nicely to her tits, her nipples were hard and tits were firm. I was thinking maybe she had a boob job while I was at school but didn't dare ask. She must have noticed me staring and finally said something.

"Do I have something on my shirt?"

"No, why?"

"You just keep looking at my shirt. Is something wrong?"

"To be honest, I just don't remember you looking so good. You really take great care of yourself Mom."

"Thank you, that means a lot coming from you. Want me to help you unpack?'

"If you have the time, but I can handle it if you have things to do."

We started opening boxes and hanging my clothes in the closet and putting things away in my dresser.

Mom stopped abruptly as she held up a bra by the straps.

"Isn't this my bra? I have been looking for this for months."

"It can't be, one of the girls who visited my room must have left it."

"I swear it's mine, it's from a specialty shop in New York City." Mom looked at me curiously but decided not to pursue a discussion on the matter.

"Aren't these my panties too?"

"They can't be, why would I have your panties?"

"Hmmm, I don't know, but I am positive they're mine."

I was busted so figured the best way out was to say nothing more and continued unpacking and changed the subject.

"So, what would you like to do this summer? I was hoping to get to spend some quality time with you before I return to school."

"I'd like to spend as much time as possible with you, I have a lot of vacation time built up and couldn't think of a better way to use it."

My best friend Mark barged in the door without knocking. "Hey there mister smart college shit, how's life?"

"Hey Mark, great to see you," I said as we did our old high school handshake.

Mark's eyes went right to Mom's tits, not even trying to be inconspicuous. "How have you been Mrs. Thompson?"

"It's been quiet around here with Josh in school but all is good. What have you been doing since high school graduation?"

"I've been taking a few night classes and working odd jobs, work is so hard to come by in this economy and I can't afford to attend school full time."

"I understand that, we've had many lay-offs at work but I seem to be hanging on."

I could swear I noticed Mom checking out Mark's package, he was wearing fairly tight shorts, showing a bit of a bulge, not that I noticed. He returned the stares and looked like he was flirting with her.

"You want to do something tonight to celebrate returning home Josh?" Mark asked.

" Sure, unless Mom has plans."

"You boys, or should I say men, go ahead and have fun but don't get into any trouble."

"A bunch of us have planned having a bonfire on the beach at the state park if you're interested," Mark said. "Your Mom would fit right in, she should join us."

"Please call me Angie, we're almost the same age and I'd be more comfortable if you would."

"OK Angie, it's a date then."

We finished unpacking, I think Mom forgot about the underwear incident. It was a warm, early summer day so Mom and I dressed for the warm evening after Mark left to get ready. Mom wore a pair of very short shorts and a matching bikini top. I just threw on a pair of swim trunks and sandals.

"Damn Mom, that's a bit revealing isn't it?"

"Are you ashamed of your Mother? I can go change into something more conservative."

"I don't think any of the guys will mind but the girls might get jealous."

"I have nothing to be jealous of, they're all fifteen years younger then me."

"But I bet you'll be the hottest woman on the beach."

"I doubt that!"

"We'll see."

We packed a cooler with soft drinks and sandwiches and used Mom's little convertible for the ride. I couldn't help the naughty thoughts going through my mind as we drove. Her tits bounced nicely, making it impossible to keep from stealing glances at them. I had to readjust a few times as my cock swelled. What was wrong with me? Staring at my own Mother!

As we drove along, Mom couldn't resist revisiting the underwear topic. "So, why did you have my lingerie packed away in your stuff?'

I sat there thinking, taking a long pause before I could figure out a believable response. "They must have been mixed together with my laundry when I left for school."

"I don't mind if you tell me the real reason son," Mom said, resting her hand on my knee as she drove. "I know you're a young man with raging hormones, that's reason enough if it's true."

"Not every guy has a Mom who looks like you, I can't help the way my thoughts drift sometime."

"And just where do your thoughts drift son?"

"You know."

"No, I don't know, I can only imagine."

We drove in silence the rest of the way, getting there just as the bonfire was being torched. At least twenty college aged kids were gathered around the fire. All eyes were on us as we approached, most looking Mom over with a few getting up to greet us, giving us the old neighborhood handshake and hugs.

Mom seamed a little out of place but I knew she'd fit right in, not many guys brought their mother to a gathering like this. But, not many college kids had moms that looked and acted like mine, she was cool and sexy.

"Hi guys, this is Angie, my mom," she smiled at me for introducing her by her first name, helping her fit in.

Many of the kids stood and shook her hand, some hugged her, especially the guys who may have have squeezed her just a bit more then appropriate, but I could see that some were already drinking and in the partying mood.

Mom was such a flirt, she squeezed right back, grinding into the muscular guys who must have aroused her. One of the guys in particular held on for quite a bit, even grinding into her. Damn, that got me horny just seeing it. I was just a bit jealous too.

"Your mom is fucking hot," my friend Mark whispered. "She's the sexiest woman here."

"She's my mother, show a little respect."

Mom was offered a beer as soon as we sat down and took a long draw from it, almost finishing it in one tip. "Ahh, that's so good," she said.

Someone brought a portable stereo and the music started playing. Immediately, couples paired off and danced as the flames flickered high into the sky, stoked continuously by two guys throwing huge pieces of driftwood onto the fire.

Mom fit right in, danced with Mark while drinking another beer. I couldn't believe how seductive she danced, bumping and grinding just like the other girls. I was getting hard watching her move, swaying her tits and grabbing Mark's ass as they moved together. Mark's hands were all over her, grabbing her ass cheeks and sliding up and down her torso, pausing just under her arm pits, his thumbs grazing her tits. I couldn't believe she was letting him!

Out of all the girls at the party, the one I'd choose to fuck would have been my mom. What am I thinking? I had my fair share of attention from a few other girls but kept my eye on Mom, until she disappeared. One minute she sat between two of my friends, the next they were all three missing.

My mom was old enough to make her own decisions and to take care of herself but I needed to know what had happened to her, so I got up and asked a few people if they knew where she'd gone. Nobody knew anything except one girl said she thought the three of them went for a walk down the beach. Being the good son that I am I had to go looking for them, quietly.

I knew there was only one direction they could go so I proceeded down the beach to find them. I had walked probably a quarter mile before I figured out what was going on. I came upon a bank of large boulders along the shoreline and could see three figures in the dark. I didn't want to spook them so I carefully made my way toward them for a closer look. The closer I got, the more I saw and heard. The two men were standing in front of my mother as she knelt between them stroking and sucking their cocks.

At this point I crawled along the sandy beach so as not to be seen until I could get behind a rock and watch. I was only twenty or so feet from them and could see and hear everything.

Mom slurped on one cock, then switched to the other. Each man had a hand on a tit and one on her head guiding back and forth, from one cock to the other. She attacked their cocks hungrily, gagging and slurping as she plunged downward until one guy pulled away and sat on the sand, his cock pointing toward the stars.

Mom positioned over him, slid onto his tool and reached for the other cock to stuff back into her mouth. It was such a sight, my mother sliding up and down a big cock while swallowing the other. I couldn't take it, dropped my shorts and started jerking off as I watched. Mom was cumming, moaning and shuddering as the guy beneath her exploded, his ass pushed upward as he roared.

The other guy face-fucked her and came in her mouth, Mom gargled and moaned. I felt my eruption coming too as I bucked, trying to be quiet and shot my load while watching the action.. I fantasized about being one of them, fucking my Mom as she came. As I exploded, I groaned and had to concentrate not to be heard as a steady stream jetted from my shaft in waves.

I quickly pulled my shorts up and tucked behind the rock as the three of them finished and got dressed. I couldn't hear what they were saying but they scurried back to the group like three little kids, running down the beach holding hands. I was in shock, seeing Mom in action. As perverted as it is, I couldn't wait to get my chance.

I arrived back at the fire a few minutes after they did and Mom asked, "Where have you been?"

"Just went for a walk on the beach. Where were you?"

"Same here, just went for a walk."

After a few hours of watching the fire and chatting with everyone, we decided it was time to go home. On the way home we didn't speak, I didn't know what to say. As soon as we got home I told Mom I was tired and was ready for bed.

I lay in bed thinking about what I'd witnessed and I started getting hard again. I got out of bed and retrieved Mom's panties from my dresser, so lacy and soft, and wrapped them around my cock as I slowly stroked. I closed my eyes and envisioned Mom sucking my cock as her panties slid up and down my shaft. It didn't take long before I felt that tingle and rush of an orgasm build. My pace quickened as I exploded into Mom's panties, pretending it was her mouth. I grunted so loud I was afraid she may have heard me as I soaked her panties with my sticky cum. I opened my eyes just in time to see my bedroom door close, at least I thought it did.

Could Mom have witnessed me jerking off? Now I had to do something with her cum soaked panties too. I cleaned up as best I could and took the panties to the bathroom with me to rinse out. As I walked by Mom's bedroom I was tempted to see if she was sleeping but didn't, though I thought I heard something inside, moaning perhaps. I decided to ignore it and keep moving. I went to bed and fell into a deep sleep until late morning.

Mom must have slept in late too as I could smell the coffee brewing.

"Good morning," I said, entering the kitchen, going right for the coffee.

"Good morning,. How did you sleep?"

"Slept great, took a while to fall asleep though."

"I bet it did," Mom said with a sly grin. "Did you stay up late in your room?"

"No, just had to catch up on a few things."

"If there's anything I can help you with, let me know," she said, still grinning.

"I just might do that."

We had a great day together, did some shopping and other things that needed to be done before returning home.

"Anything you'd like to do tonight?" Mom asked.

"I think I'll turn in early, maybe watch a movie in my room."

"I'll watch a movie with you."

"No, I need some down time." I really wanted to watch a porn in the room without being interrupted."

"OK, if you decide you want company, let me know."

"Thanks Mom."

I went to bed and finished unpacking while listening to music, then I put in one of my movies I'd collected while living in the dorm. It was an incest movie about a mother and son called Taboo. It was an older movie but exactly up my alley. The star in the movie looked nothing like Mom, she had huge tits, Mom's are average, yet perfect. I'd seen the movie a dozen times but it was still my favorite. I don't think I ever really watched the entire movie though, unable to hold off from cumming before seeing it from start to finish. There was just something about the way Christie Canyon sucked her son's cock that drove me insane, I always came during that scene.

About halfway through the movie my bedroom door opened as Mom peeked in. "Is everything OK? I heard some moaning in here, are you sick?"

I was on my bed, spread eagle with my cock in my hand as she stood staring at me.

"I'm sorry Mom, it's been a long time." I pulled the sheets up to cover my raging erection.

"It's OK son, it's a natural thing we all do. Besides, I love this movie, especially this part." It was the part when the mother walked in on her son, then took his cock into her mouth.

Mom sat on the bed, her eyes fixed on the screen. I swear I could detect her breathing getting heavier. Mine was too as I resumed playing with myself under the blankets.

"May I watch it with you?" Mom lay down on the bed next to me, staring at the screen.

She kept glancing at me out of the corner of her eye, noticing the bulge under the blanket.

"You know yours is even bigger then his?" she said. "Her tits are so much bigger then mine too."

I didn't dare to say anything for a minute, then said, "Yours are nicer then hers though. I had no idea you watched these kind of movies."

"Your father and I loved to. You really think my breasts are nicer then her's?" She undid her nightshirt and exposed them.

"Oh yes, they're perfect." I couldn't take my eyes off her heaving breasts.

"So is your penis, it's just like your father's was."

Mom removed her shirt and my cock almost exploded immediately. She moved closer, lifting the sheets, exposing my raging erection. I stopped touching myself, now conscious of how I looked. She stared, first at my cock, then at the movie.

"You go ahead and stroke yourself, it's a natural thing. I want to watch you."

"Mom, I'm embarrassed."

"Don't be, I'm your mother and have seen you naked hundreds of times. I remember your many trips to the bathroom when you were younger. I knew what you were doing."

She reached for my hand, placing it over my cock, her fingers curled around mine surrounding my shaft. She guided my hand upward, then down, slowly encouraging me to jerk off.

"You have a great cock," she said as she helped stroke me. Then the good part came in the movie, when Christie deep-throated her son.

"Mmm, that is sexy," Mom said, her chest heaved as she looked back and forth between the movie and my cock.

"Ahh, that feels good," was all I could say, my eyes rolled back into my head.

"You shouldn't have to do that all by yourself. Would you think it was weird if I helped you out just a little?"

"Oh my God Mom, I'd love it, please touch me."

Mom moved closer, her bare breasts were within inches of my face as she wrapped her delicate fingers around the base of my shaft. At first, she gently squeezed the base of my cock, then began lightly stroking the entire length, pausing at the tip to smear the oozing pre-cum over the head with her thumb. She leaned in closer, her nipple now rested on my lips, tempting me to take it. I didn't want to be too aggressive so just touched the nipple with the tip of my tongue, then circled it before taking it into my mouth. Her nipples reacted immediately by becoming longer and hard. A deep moan followed as her eyes closed and she tilted her head back.

I sucked for a few minutes as her hands explored, caressed and stroked my throbbing member.

"Oh Mom, I have fantasized about this for so long."

"I know."

As Christie Canyon's lips covered her son's cock in the movie, Mom looked into my eyes, then began kissing her way down my body. First, she kissed behind my ear, whispering, "I love you son."

Then she kissed my chest, taking time to suck each of my nipples for a few moments, all the while she continued caressing my cock. I was having to concentrate in order to not lose my load too early, I was ready to explode.