**All characters in this story are over the age of 18!**
"You need some help with that baby?" The words from her beautiful mouth echoed like a choir of angelic bells in my ears. If there was any doubt that last night had happened it was gone in an instant. There she was, perched on her legs sitting right beside me, completely nude and staring at my rock hard morning wood. It might seem like a mostly normal interaction between two intimate peoples, but what was so different about it was that this was my own mother.
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20 minutes earlier
My son had been much larger than I thought he would be. I was of course his mother and had seen it since his penis was first there to be seen. He had always been well endowed, I had known that since he was born, but he had grown into quite the young man. I had seen the outline of it in shorts and towels occasionally throughout the years, and yes there was the intermittent erections too. I admit I even tried to excite him without being too obvious about it here and there. I would usually wear something tight and revealing when I would clean around the house or work out and that was always enough to make him move a pillow to his lap or grab a blanket. Sometimes he would even run to the bathroom for an extended period of time. I figured he never considered that I was ever doing any of that intentionally, and that we would never cross the line into pure incest. I was so happy to be wrong.
Last night was something I had wanted for a long time, I admit, but never something that I thought would happen. There was just something about that movie that really flared up my maternal instincts. That and the smell of that woman. I always told myself that I would be supportive of my son whether he would bring home multiple girls a week, or settle down with only one, or even be gay! But there was just something about smelling that woman on him that made me so jealous. To think that here was a handsome young man, living under my own roof, whom I had raised mind you, and someone else was reaping the benefits. I know that that's just the natural order of things, and I tried to make peace with myself and that fact, but then I just got so turned on by that movie.. Well that and thinking about what he had been doing all night.
It was amazing what the subconscious was capable of. I had found myself watching the screen and then wishing so badly that it could be me and my baby behaving like that, and then I just was, not even realizing it. Was I wrong for it? Was I a terrible mother? It wasn't that I didn't care. I cared very much. I just wanted him to be happy. And who knew how to make him happier than his own mother?
As I lay there thinking about all the things that happened last night, I realized that we both had collapsed shortly after out little escapade last night. Noticing I was still naked, I looked over at him and saw it; his own naked manhood standing straighter than a flagpole. He came home a little tipsy last night, I think it was the first time in his life that he drank. It was all so wrong, to take advantage of him. But, he had gone out to get a woman, and he must have had plenty of time to sober up before we started...all that we did together.
I found that I was still sitting there, just staring at it. I knew what I would do! I'll just pull his pj's up, cover him up and then I'll just ask him if this is what he wants. I'd know that he'd be sober for sure now, and if he didn't feel right about it I'd spend the rest of my life apologizing for it and paying for his therapist. I'd get him a real looker of a therapist too for his trouble. As I reached out to pull his pj's up I let my arm graze over his thick wood. It twitched and straightened even more at my light touch. I slid my arm along it as I grabbed the waistband of his pj's, feeling the stiff rod now reaching the sensitive area of my cleavage. I reached my other hand out to pull the pj's up too, allowing me to squeeze his penis a little more between my soft breasts. His legs pinned the pajamas to the back of the sofa, I'd have to give them a little tug. A few tugs actually. As I continued to tug, my breasts jostled a bit, tugging away at his member in turn. Honestly I was not trying very hard to free his pajamas anymore as I felt my breasts become a little stickier. His preucm was leaking out of his shaft and protruding into my cleavage. It felt so wonderful, so right, having my baby nestled at my breasts again, although it be a little differently. I finally freed the pajamas and pulled them slowly up his toned legs. Just before I pulled them over his shaft I lent down and kissed it for him, like I had kissed his forehead all those years ago tucking him in. I brought my tongue to his urethra and tasted his sweet salty precum, then pulled the loose pajamas up and over the head of his penis making sure it could still stand comfortably. Then I pulled the blanket up over him, thank goodness it had been warm last night and I didn't have to worry about him catching a cold. After that I just sat there, unable to look away until he finally woke up.
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At first, I didn't really know how to respond. It was possible that I was somehow horribly mistaken and my mother was not asking me to help with my erection. I couldn't even think of what else she could possibly be referring to in this instance though so I looked around briefly and asked just to be sure.
"Help with what mom?" She smiled a little and rolled her eyes. I tried to feel her soft naked flesh with my eyeballs as she spoke.
"Baby, I know last night was a little weird for both of us.. I just want to know.." As she spoke her hand drifted though the air, nearing my cock. My hips tightened with excitement making my head flourish just a bit more. "I just want to know if you enjoyed it as much as I did." Her hand grasped it here, through the blanket. She held the base, just lightly tensing it every few moments as we looked at it together. The way she worked it pushed more and more blood up to it, making it absolutely throb.
"Yes," I finally blurted out, I had wanted it. She was a beautiful woman and I'd have to be crazy to deny her what we both desired. "Yes mommy, please. Please don't stop."
She smiled her bright motherly smile and released my cock only long enough to pull the blanket off. She then grabbed it again, briefly swirling it like she was slowly batting eggs before pulling off my pajama bottoms and freeing it. It sprung right back to attention flinging a strand of precum that made a kind of wire connecting my shirt to my cock-head.
"Let's not waste any of that." My mother said, swiping her finger against the part of my shirt where the precum was. She brought her finger up and over my cock, gazing at the consistency of my precum briefly before her index finger scooped more of the sticky substance from the fount that was my beading head. She brought her finger to her lips like a coated honey comb, twirling it slowly to keep her treasure captive. Her tongue protruded to meet her finger and I watched her eyes close as she savored my taste. My mother scooted a little closer to me as she put one hand on my lower abdomen and the other on my thigh that was closer to her. Then while looking up to me she lowered her head slowly and opened her mouth. I felt her tongue lick just under my cock-head on the side closest to her, lifting slightly, causing my cock to tilt away from her. She repeated this a few times like it was some kind of exercise while her mouth began enveloping me. Now my penis was doing the same motion while pressing the opposite side along the soft ribbed roof of her mouth. The soft ribs dug at the flair of my cock-head as her tongue began toying more under the crown on the opposite side. I grabbed her hair and moaned.
"Where did you learn that mom?!" I felt her closed-mouthed, moan-y laugh gently vibrate me. While keeping my penis in her mouth, she moved to kneel on the ground in front of me and the sofa. Now her tongue was along the underside of my head lapping from the hole at the top down to just below the head, rocking my penis in tight quick motions against the roof of her mouth just above her teeth. It was pure ecstasy!
