Succumb to Love - Act 01

SUCCUMB TO LOVE

A VALENTINE'S DAY FANTASY IN THREE ACTS

By Roy Hoffman

{Disclaimer: All the beings in this tale are over the age of eighteen. Honest. I checked their I.D.s)

ACT ONE

Warmth accompanied by a sweet smell awoke Jeremy from his slumber. He felt a presence on his bed. His bedside lamp clicked on, revealing his mother bathed in the soft glow of low light. As if it were happening to someone else, Jeremy felt his eyes widen and his mouth gape as his sleep-bleary eyes cleared, and he beheld his mother.

Always beautiful, his mom, Cassandra, now looked like a goddess. Although she still wore her brown hair in an asymmetrical bob, it was full-bodied and shimmered like silk. She very rarely wore cosmetics other than a touch of lip gloss, but tonight she was fully made up with mascara, blue eye shadow, and vibrant red lipstick. Instead of her usual beige flannel pajamas, she wore a translucent negligee that reached her mid-thigh. Jeremy's mother sat on the edge of his bed with her knees crooked, giving him a nice view of her smooth, shapely legs. His eyes wandered past her legs and he admired how snugly the nightie fit against her round, perfectly shaped butt.

The soft light created very interesting shadows in the translucent material of her nightgown. Yet it was bright enough to reveal that she wore nothing else beneath it. Her large, full breasts jiggled before Jeremy eye's drawing attention to her hard, upthrusting nipples which seemed to point directly toward his mouth.

The bobbing, dark mounds beneath his mom's translucent gown conjured up one of his favorite images.

A year or so ago, his grandmother had him clean out his grandfather's shed. He had found a stash of Playboy magazines from the 1960s, 70s and 80s. To please his grandma, he had pretended to throw them out but had later retrieved them and secretly taken them home. Although there were plenty of nude women on the internet, he found the models in the magazines to be oddly alluring. Not simply because the hairstyles and fashions were so different, but because how the models comported themselves was not what he had been accustomed to seeing. Instead of displaying their sex like a readily available commodity, the magazine models posed themselves in alluring and sensual, yet almost innocuous ways. Also, he found the full bushes that most of them possessed to be exotic and sexy.

One of his favorite models was the Playboy, December 1970 Playmate. One picture, with her in a pleated, translucent nightgown, shadowed charms, and large, hard nipples had been the most frequent image he had used at his peak. It was only at this moment when his mom was sitting on his bed in a similar nightie that he realized that the model resembled Cassandra a great deal. The natural response he had to thoughts about the model and, often to the sensual presence of his mother, swelled underneath his blanket. However, there was no way to sneak off and hide his erection as he usually did. He just hoped that she wouldn't notice.

"Umm.. is everything alright, Mom?" He winced at the squeak in his voice.

Cassandra stroked his hair as she gave him a loving smile. She moved a bit closer to him. Pressure and heat from her naked thigh rubbed against him, stiffening him even more. "Oh, everything is fine, Sweetie. It just turned Valentine's Day and I wanted to exchange gifts with you early this year."

His mom and dad divorced shortly before Valentine's Day nine years ago. 9-year-old Jeffrey had declared he would be his mom's new boyfriend and had given her a card and candy. He had kept up this tradition every year. Her gifts to him had varied over the years, although of late she had usually given him a game he had wanted.

"Uh, okay, I'll get your card and candy." As he started sitting up, his mother gently placed her hand on his chest. Although feather-light, this touch was enough to stop his movement. He noticed for the first time she also had her nails done; instead of the closely clipped, clear polished style she usually favored, her nails were bright red stilettos. "A card and a box of candy, Jeremy?" she asked mockingly. "Oh, honey, you are a man this year, a card and candy won't cut it."

"Wha.. what would you like, Mom?"

Cassandra's soft, tinkling laugh sent a chill of excitement through him. "Sweetheart, I'm in your bed dressed in a nightie like the one worn by your favorite Playmate. I'm wearing my sexiest perfume and have had a makeover. What do you think I want? Love, baby, love." She leaned forward, pressed her lips against his, and kissed him passionately.

Jeremy was enveloped in a swirl of sensations. Her warm lips moving against his, her tongue questing and darting against his, the sweet heady scent of her perfume, hair spray, and an oddly arousing musk. Full breasts pressed against him with little aroused acorns; two very apparent sensations of heat on his chest. Furthermore, her hand cupped and stroked his blanket covered balls and hardened shaft.

His heart hammered with fear and excitement when she finally leaned back. She grinned at him, fanning her face with a long-nailed hand. "Whew! Momma hasn't been kissed like that in some time. It made me quite warm. A couple more kisses like that and I just might have to take my undies off." She winked. Jeremy's mom knelt on the bed, straddling Jeremy's body. Her movements demonstrated that she indeed was not wearing panties. A dark shadow across her pubes further confirmed that she did have a full bush as he had always suspected.

Her vivid green eyes sparkled as she tracked his line of sight. "I did have a Brazilian up until a few months ago when I started growing it out again for today. Once, I learned

you

like a full bush."

Initially, pleased that she had done that for him, Jeremy thought about the import of her words and shot her an accusatory look, shocked that she was spying on him.

"I wasn't snooping, darling, but you aren't too careful about shutting off your computer or putting away your... magazines, tissues, or... other things." A spike of fear went through him. Did she know about... what he had borrowed?

"So for the exchange of gifts today. I'll give you mine," she sat on his legs and stroked her crotch forward "and you can give me yours." She pressed her crotch against his cock which was now so swollen that not even the blanket hid it.

Jeremy looked at her with incredulity. His most secret, most shameful fantasy, was seemingly about to happen. She verified this by saying, "This year you and Momma are going to make love. Not just once, but all day. It's time you kept your promise and became Mommy's boyfriend for real."

Cassandra laughed softly and her eyes twinkled with humor. "Oh baby, don't you think I've heard you moan Mommy when you're masturbating?" Her cherry-red full full-lipped grin widened, "Or if I searched this room wouldn't I find at least one of my used panties all crusty with your semen?" He blushed hotly.

She touched his nose with her nail tip and gave him an affectionate smile, "You see, Momma knows all about those, well, let's not call them naughty thoughts, but rather, intimate thoughts you have about me. Momma loves you too, baby." She took his face between her hands and leaned in to kiss him again. This time her kiss was even more passionate than before, hugging him even tighter and moving her groin to sit atop his. As she thoroughly kissed Jeremy, Cassandra slowly rocked her hips back and forth. Soon Jeremy felt her warmth seeping through his blanket as his mom rubbed her furry snatch against his hardness.

While Jeremy was still a bit weirded out by his mother's unexpected appearance and her seduction of him, most of his anxiety had faded. He melted into her kiss and grabbed onto her, although he did pause when his hands slipped under her nightie. She moaned as his fingers dug into the meaty globes of her ass.

As the kiss ended she pulled down his blanket exposing his distended boxer shorts. Eyes glimmering with humor bounced between his hopeful face and the aching bulge. Cassandra's hard downward yank of his boxers was accompanied by a full-lipped smile "Let's see my Valentine's gift." Her lips formed into a small kiss as laugh lines crinkled around her sparkling green eyes.

Jeremy's hard member popped into view. From his communal showers in gym class Jeremy knew he wasn't anything special in that department. Yet his mother looked as though she had won a prize. "Thank you, baby!" she cooed. Taking his stiff cock between her stiletto nails she licked her ruby lips as she teased and tickled his shaft with her nail ends. Jeremy groaned at the unexpected surge of pleasure. Nothing he had ever done to his cock had ever felt that good! Holding his dick between her nails she lifted it upright and took the bulbous head in between her lips and gave him a lingering sucking kiss.

His mom's eyes bore into his Jeremy, as he was transfixed by the glorious vision of his cock head encircled by his mother's full red lips. He clutched at his sheets not wanting to blast off ten seconds after the start of his first blowjob. He had never thought it was possible for his cock to feel so damned good! Without pausing her suck, Cassandra smiled at his reaction. When he was at the point of popping off she suddenly stopped. Once the imminent danger had passed she took his entire cock into her mouth and gave it a saliva bath. Once it was nice and wet she slowly bobbed her head up and down. Her red lips and gorgeous eyes were hypnotic as Jeremy watched his loving mother lovingly fellate him.

It wasn't just the sight of Cassandra's beautiful face and sexy lips sliding across his cock that brought him to the edge rapidly but rather the absolute pleasure that his mother's seemed to have in orally pleasing him. The woman he adored was sucking him off with all the gusto and loving devotion she had during every mother-son activity they did together.

The pleasure was all-encompassing and seemed timeless but he knew it was only a few moments after her lips had surrounded his cock that he was going to explode. However, she brought him to the edge and stopped once again. She did this several more times until Jeremy had reached the point of no return. He unconscionably moaned, "Oh Mommy, Mommy I'm...." he did not even complete the phrase before he gushed his seed into Cassandra's loving mouth. Her eyes widened slightly as the hot cum spilled across her tongue but she never stopped sucking him until his last shot.

Cassandra slowly slid her lips up his drained but semi-hard cock and let it slip out of her mouth. She scooted down until her furry mound was pressed against his cock. She rose to her knees, held his cock upright, and hovered her pussy above it, watching Jeremy's anticipatory excitement with amusement. She grinned at him as she dropped his cock and sat on him just above his now turgid cock. Giggling his mother lifted her legs slightly and scooted, making small hops upwards, across his stomach and chest, softly slapping him with her engorged pussy. His skin shimmered in spots, speckled with her moisture. As she reached his head she placed her thighs against his cheeks and looked down at him. "Mommy's turn!" She lowered her sopping lips and moist bush down onto his face.

Eating his mother's pussy turned out to be a surreal experience and not just because it was his mother's pussy he was eating. Since Cassandra still wore her nightie, as she bent down folds of it pooled about his face. As she rocked her cunt in time to his inexperienced licks and sucks he found himself looking at her from beneath her nightie as well as from outside of it.

Since most of his face was covered by the nightie he didn't see much clearly but it was highly erotic to see her big bouncing breasts still wobbling inside her translucent nightgown as well as the sight of her face in constant motion as it shifted through the stages of ecstasy. Underneath her nightie, he caught the fullness of her underboob and her mostly toned stomach and thighs. He discovered that despite keeping in shape, Cassandra still had some aging looseness to the skin over her belly and thighs. Oddly Jeremy found this erotic. Knowing his tongue was inside his Mom's pussy was even hotter than if it had been that Playmate he lusted over. His cock throbbed at the prospect of sinking deep inside his own mother.

His mom let out a little whine and Jeremy focused his attention on the furry moistness mashing against his face. Cassandra's fingers cupped his cheeks as she skimmed her pussy against his face. His cock pulsed at the tickling sensation her nails made across his face. As her pleasure deepened her fingers ran through his hair, stroking his head, sometimes nails digging into his scalp with a deep moan. And of course, being his mother, she praised and encouraged his efforts.

"Oh, you are doing such a great job, honey. Yes.. yes.. Baby, you are making Mommy feel so good!"

After a few moments, Cassandra's fingers pulled hard on his hair, her thighs nearly crushed his cheeks as she mashed her muff against his mouth shivering and jerking her hips back and forth. Although it was not by any means a deluge, his mouth was rewarded with a slight increase of the sweet, salty sour juice that his mother exuded from her pussy. Cassandra's face was all scrunched up, with her lips indrawn and her eyes shut as if she were experiencing great pain.

After a moment she stopped shaking and her face resumed its natural delineations although it had a joyful expression. Her nails stroked across his lubricant-slicked lips and chin. "I hope you found that tasty, sweetheart because that's going to be on your menu quite a lot from now on." She leaned over and took his lamp switch between her fingers and clicked it twice turning the light from low to high light and dispelling any shadows in the room. "Now it's time for the main event and I want to be sure you see me clearly."

Cassandra reached down and grabbed the hem of her nightie and with one quick movement took it off and tossed it to the side of the bed. For the first time, Jeremy saw his mother totally naked in full light. "I'm not a Playboy model fantasy, I'm not some online MILF fantasy. I'm your mother with graying hair, wrinkles, and middle-aged sag."

It was as if a veil fell from his eyes and instead of seeing his mother as an idealized Milf, he saw her as she was. While her make-up may have hidden most of the crow's feet and lines on her face, her maturity showed elsewhere. Her full breasts sagged a bit and had some wattle between them, her butt had some cottage cheese, and there was gray scattered through her hair and pubes. Jeremy still thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Cassandra looked at his rampant cock and grinned, "But that's what you really wanted all along isn't it, baby? You... want... to... fuck...your...Mommy!"

Up to the moment that he had found his mother sitting on his bed that night, Jeremy had avoided acknowledging this. Even when he used her panties as an aid, and thoughts of her would drift into his thoughts, he would quickly concentrate on someone else. However, quite often at the moment of climax, his mother's face or her naked body would slip into his fantasies and he would have breathtaking climaxes. After those disturbing events, he would often try being celibate for a time yet inevitably his sexual fast would be broken by wet dreams in which his mother was the main actress. So he finally admitted what he knew to be true.

Jeremy's voice broke with emotion. "Yes, Momma!" His mother took his hands and placed them full on her breasts as she knelt above him. She then used one hand to take hold of his pink tower and the other to splay open the folds of her vagina. He moaned as the crown of his penis touched the very warm and very wet opening to her pussy. Cassandra slid down, pushing his cock deeper inside her, wriggling her hips slightly to work him in, cooing in delight as she was filled.

"God, Mom, you are so tight!" He exclaimed in surprise.

In mock anger, she shook her finger in his face. "Oh and were you expecting Mommy's pussy to be all loosey-goosey?" She placed her hands on her hips and rocked back and forth sending waves of pleasure through him. "Oh my! Sweetie, you sure feel much better going in than you did coming out!"

Cassandra tittered at Jeremy's shocked expression. "Yes, darling boy, I am your mother and you are inside me, once again! My titties might sag a bit, I may have a few lines on my face and my butt might be a bit meaty but my coochie is just as tight and juicy as any of those little whores at your school. And what's more, it's better, because I know how to use it." She leaned over a bit and supported her weight by resting her hands on his chest. She raised her hips a bit and Jeremy felt her pussy massage his cock like a stroking hand. She gave him a sultry grin. "See, honey, I have experience and I do kegel exercises." To emphasize the latter her pussy squeezed his cock again and she chuckled when Jeremy moaned, "Oh, Mom!"

Her pussy squeezed even tighter until it was almost painful. She shook her finger at him. "Now Jeremy, call me Mommy when you're fucking me!" She giggled. "It sounds a bit naughty and quite hot, doesn't it?"

Her vise-like grip on his cock made it throb with a delight that only increased as she humped up and down, side to side and back and forth. Instinctively, Jeremy thrust up and down to meet her movements. It was a good thing Jeremy had cum earlier because the feeling of being inside a pussy for the first time was so intense that he felt a climax was fast approaching. His immense sexual pleasure was enhanced by a swirl of strong emotions. Being inside his mother's pussy evoked feelings of romance and intimacy but also acute feelings of security, comfort, and profound love. This latter made him hold onto the near frission of cumming for as long as he could. Not only because it was so enjoyable but also because he didn't want to disappoint his mom by cumming too soon.

"You never told me how you like your Valentine's gift, Jeremy." Her pussy clamped his cock once more. Jeremy clenched her shoulders tightly as he fought to maintain control. Cassandra smiled, knowing as if knowing his struggle.

His voice was a bit strangled as he said, "Oh, Mommy I love it. I love it, Mommy, and I love you."

Cassandra's face crinkled as she beamed at him. "That's just what a Mother wants to hear, sweetheart" Jeremy's heart thumped at her expression of maternal love. And his cock quivered as her eyes closed and her mouth trembled with the intensity of their sexual union.

"Now baby, I don't want you to worry about trying to please me, that can happen later. Right now I just want you to keep holding Momma's titties so you can feel her heart, which is so full of love for you. Remember these are the breasts that fed you as a baby. Look at Momma's face, the first face you ever saw, let that be the first face you see when you lose your virginity. Look at Momma and think of all the times I hugged you, and kissed you when you were hurt or sad. I know you try and peek at Momma when she's undressing or in the shower. Well, now you can see every inch of Momma's body as she rides you."

Cassandra's words made him appreciate what was happening. He had been so enthralled with the sensation of the sex and entranced by her beautiful face that he had yet to take in the full view. This was partly because he was afraid to do so. He was afraid that actually seeing him and his mother so intimately connected would cause him to blow his load immediately.

Jeremy looked down from his Mom's face and his attention was immediately riveted to the vision of his fingers clenching her Honeycrisp-sized breasts. Her turgid nipples poked between his splayed fingers and tickled the web of his finger as her breasts rose up and down in time to their stroking hips. He had to clench when he saw that or nut immediately. His eyes dropped from her breasts to her stomach and hips. Her slight middle-aged pooch jiggled with every thrust of her hips. She often complained how no matter how many stomach crunches she did, she could not get rid of it.