Purest Form of Love

This is a fictional story based on real characters (me and my family). Names have been changed for privacy purposes. This is my first time writing something like this so i hope you enjoy!

I have been in love since i could understand what "it" is. For reference, I have always been a mommas boy. We've always had a healthy parent/son bond and relationship, but, as i got older, it grew over time. Eventually I came to realize that i cared for my mom, not as my mom, but as a lover would.

Before I get into our story, I should probably introduce us. My mom is Leslie, European by heritage, 45 years old, 5'4, petite and slim overall with long straight brunette hair that reaches her mid back, round perky B cup breasts, thick thighs and a cute fit bubble butt. She is, in many ways, the definition of the perfect mom and housewife. She is sweet, gentle, caring, innocent and religious. The last one is what made it so hard to get to where we are now.

I am Jay, 22 years old, mixed white from moms side, but with a darker skin tone from my dads Latino side, 5'7, nearly jet black hair, brown eyes, a fit body with tattoos and a 7 inch uncut cock.

A few things other things you should know. My parents divorced a long time ago and mom ended up marrying my stepdad, Paul. He is a short, chubby, balding man and it's safe to say that we never really got along. At first I couldn't figure out why, but now I know it was a mix of protectiveness and jealousy for my mom.

I finished college a while back and live on my own just working, but I made a point to come around to spend time with the family, mom especially, whenever I can.

My stepdad travels alot for work and is usually only really home on the weekends which gave me the opportunity to spend some quality, one on one time with mom.

I had been working a slow seduction, the long game for quite some time now. Always making a point to compliment her no matter what she looked like, hug and kiss her cheek every time I saw her, and just make sure to spend time with her.

One of the biggest ways we kept our bond as i got older was to watch a tv show together one night during the week. I loved these times as we usually ended up cuddling in her bed and just talking before and after the show.

I'm sure many guys have had similar fantasies but I knew that I couldn't and wouldn't stop until I made mine a reality.

This leads us up to tonight. Tonight I'm going to make my move. I just had no idea that everything would fall so perfectly into place...

I use my keys to walk into moms house wearing a tanktop to show off my tattoos and muscular arms and a pair of basketball shorts, commando style letting my soft cock hang free.

I head up to moms room to find her already laying back in bed wearing a very cute pair of light pink silky pajamas which comprised of a tshirt and pants.

"Hey momma," I lean down to hug her and kiss her cheek. She smells sweet. Like she just got out of the shower.

"Hello my son. How are you?" she hugs me back.

Talking to her as i make my way around the bed and slide in next to her, "I'm pretty good but i've been looking forward to my favorite night of the week." flashing her a smile.

She laughs lightheartedly and makes room for me to cuddle up next to her, "I'm just glad you still want to make time for your old mom."

"You're not old mom. You can't be a day over 30," I respond flashing her another smile.

This gets another laugh from her as it's a bit I like to do, "Thank you honey, but look I have a gray hair now." She separates a strand of gray hair for me to see.

I take it and brush it back in with the rest of her hair letting my hand brush against her cheek, "I don't see anything mom."

She blushes and smiles then kisses my cheek saying sweetly, "How did I end up with a such an amazing son like you?"

Teasing her a little I say, "Well i wasn't there but I'm sure I know how I ended up here."

She smiles again playfully hitting my arm which is around her now, "That's not what I was talking about and you know it mister."

I fight back the urge to kiss her right then but instead I turn on the tv, "I'm not a mind reader you know."

She smiles and rolls her eyes as she gets comfortable against me.

We're watching the show for a while when I glance down to see tears in her eyes. I quickly hit pause and turn my head to full look at her, "Mom, what's wrong?"

She wipes her eyes saying, "Nothing honey, don't worry about it."

I reach up with my free hand and cup her cheek making her meet my eyes, "Mom please talk to me."

She takes a deep breath then let's it all out, "Its just been hard with Paul working all the time. He's gone so much and sometimes even when he is home its like he isnt even here. I cant help but worry that hes cheating on me."

My hatred towards Paul sparks up again wondering how he could ever bring such a sweet, loving, amazing woman like her to sadness.

"I'm so sorry momma. He shouldn't be treating you like this but I'm here for you, whatever you need. I'll even come over every night of the week to watch our show if you need the company," I speak earnestly to her wanting to portray how serious I am.

She laughs and I can feel her body relax in my arms, "You're so sweet and caring son, I don't know how you don't have a girlfriend."

I worry she will take it as a joke but I respond, "Why would I need a girlfriend when I have you?"

The look on her face is priceless and I think she's going to start crying again but instead she pulls me in hugging me. "You really are the best son a mom could ever ask for," She whispers.

I hold her against me like that for a few minutes before I pull back just enough to look into her eyes. "Mom I love you more than anyone in the entire world and I would do anything for you. I want to take care of you and make you happy."

She reaches out to cup my cheek smiling but looking sad as she quietly says, "Thank you honey but I'm not sure what more you could do for me."

Before I can even think I find myself leaning in and pressing my lips against hers.

She starts to kiss me back then pulls away in shock exclaiming, "Oh my word. You're my son. I can't be kissing you!"

"Why not mom? Don't you love me?"

"Of course I love you honey...but its just not right," She looks away clearly nervous and maybe a little uncomfortable.

"That shouldn't matter mom because I love you. Like really love you and I hate seeing you sad. I know I can take care of you so let me." I tilt her chin up so she looks at me.

She's quiet for what feels like forever studying my face and I know she can tell I'm being serious so she ever so slightly nods. "Okay then show me," She whispers so quiet I almost can't hear it.

I know she's nervous and conflicted so I take my time as I lean in and kiss her again.

After a few moments she wraps her arms around my neck and starts to kiss me back. Her lips are perfect. So sweet and soft and her kisses feel like love.

I deepen our kiss pushing against her lips with my tongue until she opens her mouth to let me in. The second I feel her tongue meet mine its like fireworks go off. I shift my body so I'm leaning over her as we let our tongues dance around together and explore each others mouths for the first time.

Finally we break from our kiss and look into each others eyes. Shes breathing heavy and my hearts pounding. I can feel my erection begging to be let out of my shorts. "Let me love you mom the way that dad and Paul should have done."

She still looks uncertain, but responds, "Love me son."

I pull the blankets back and notice her eying my bulging shorts as I move between her legs and pull my shirt off.

She studies my fit tatted torso before helping me take off her top. She sits up enough to reach back and unclip her bra then slowly pull it away revealing her perfect round perky tits.

I lean down and cup one in my palm as I start sucking the other and I hear her first moan for me. I can feel her nipples harden in my mouth as my tongue swirls around them.

She runs her fingers through my hair letting me kiss, lick and play with her breasts and nipples.

Eventually I feel her hands slide down my body until she's pushing at my shorts.

I sit back up and manage to get them off letting her get her first look at her sons grown hard cock.

I can tell she's nervous again so I lean down kissing her with all the passion I can muster. She moans into my mouth wrestling with my tongue again.

As our lips part I ask, "Are you sure you want to do this mom?"

"Yes son," Her breath is shaky but I can tell she's finally convinced.

I kneel back up slowly pulling her pajama bottoms and panties down together. She lifts her hips letting me take them off.

My cock twitches seeing her already wet hairy little pussy...my moms pussy, I think to myself.

I position myself over her propping my body up on my forearms. Her hand reaches down and wraps around my cock slowly guiding it to her entrance. I take over from there sliding inside her. Her eyes close and her mouth opens in a sweet moan.

When I say being inside my moms pussy feels like heaven, I mean it.

She wraps her arms and legs around me kissing me much more eagerly now as i slide in and out of her slowly, but getting deeper each time.

"More Jay. Don't stop." She begs.

She never calls me by my name and it makes me feel like she is mine now.

I pull nearly all the way out then shove in as deep as I can until I feel my tip press against her cervix.

She moans out so loud and her body starts shaking.

"Paul doesn't make you feel like this does he Leslie?" Trying out her name for the first time.

She smiles hearing me say her name and seductively says, "No he doesn't and I doubt he ever can. He's not as big as you are Jay."

I pull out then thrust again with a little force making her cry out in pleasure. I lean down and whisper right in her ear, "After tonight, Leslie, you can have as much of my cock as you want."

Her entire body is shaking now as I keep thrusting and she cries out in pleasure, "Ohhhh yes baby! And my body is yours"

We get lost in another deep passionate tongue filled kiss as I keep making love to her pussy. The bed shaking and creaking under our passion. My balls start to tighten and I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on.

"A little faster Jay, I'm so close. Please I haven't cum in so long," she begs.

I never thought I would hear those words come out of her mouth so I do as she wishes. My full balls smacking against her. Thrusting faster and faster and until she screams and orgasms all over my cock

"Oh mom!" I cry out as I push all the way in and shoot the biggest load of cum I've ever had deep into her fertile pussy.

Both of us breathing heavy, I slowly pull out and lay back down pulling her into my arms. Her head against my chest and her body still shaking. I kiss her forehead, "I love you so much mom."

She lets out a deep breath, her body immensely pleased and her pussy full of my cum, "I love you too son, more than I ever thought was possible."