"Keep on washing the dishes." That was the first 'order' he ever gave her. He says that to this day that's the sentence in his head that most turns him on. Probably because he had come up behind her as she stood at the sink, and pressed his cock against her ass. Probably because his hands were cupping her breasts as he said it: and probably because it was his mother's breasts and ass.
At least that's what he told me. His name is Steven and he's been my closest friend since we were in grade school. We shared everything and we told everything but this was the first word I'd heard about him and his mom. It's not surprising. I guess most guys would have trouble saying words like "I fucked my mom": even to their best friend.
What was surprising was how easily it all came out once he started recounting the events and how undisturbed he seemed by it all. He said it started the way it probably does for most people in these situations. A single young mother is raising a boy in a very small apartment. There are lots of opportunities to watch the dressing and the undressing: lots of opportunities to bump into each other in the single bathroom, and lots of opportunities for intimate talk.
It's also surprising to think of Steve fucking his mom because she seems so shy. She's so quiet and reserved. I've been in their house so many times and yet I never heard her voice above a whisper. If you tell her she looks pretty or nicely dressed, she gets flustered and turns red. How could she be fucking her son?
It makes it a little more understandable when you know what she looks like. Laura is quite beautiful. She has blonde hair that comes to her shoulders but she's not a 'flashy' blonde. Her gray eyes and gentle smile set off the fine features of her face. Even though she doesn't wear tight clothes, you can tell she has a great body: long legs, slim waist and Steve says her breasts are much heavier and fuller than they look when she's dressed.
Steve said he first realized things might 'happen' because in the last few months she was looking at his crotch all the time. He said he even overheard her mention his cock to her friends. They were playing cards and didn't realize he could see and hear them from the kitchen. The other women were talking about the size of their husband's dicks and whether it mattered how long or thick they were. At one point he saw his mother blushing and laughing, showing a ten-inch spread between her hands and whispering, "little Stevie isn't little anymore". His mother was talking about his cock! That's understandable too. He happens to have the biggest, thickest cock you ever saw.
After hearing her refer to his size, he started teasing her when he caught her looking. "What is it mom, is my fly open?" Or; "are these pants too tight for my bulge?" She'd just stammer and he'd laugh. He also took to going to bed nude with the door left open. He made sure he was in a position that showed all his length and width.
One night as he feigned sleep, he could see Laura outside his door through his barely opened eyes. She was just standing and looking at him. Five minutes went by: that's a long time to remain motionless. She was compelled and transfixed. He was about to say something when her hand went between her legs. She lifted her nightgown and he saw the light patch of hair before she covered it and began to rub. His mother was massaging her cunt as she looked at his massive rod. She began breathing deeply and walked away before Steve could react. He heard her sighing and whimpering for the rest of the night through the thin walls.
The next morning was when it happened. As she did the dishes, his hands and cock were on her. She didn't push him away or remove his hands from her breasts. She moaned and said, "No Stevie you mustn't". He said, "Mom, I'm not going to play that game. If you tell me 'no' now, that's the end: I never touch you again. If what you really want is for me to fuck you, say it, and say it out loud; and then never say no to anything I ask you - ever again.
"Yes", she said.
He put his mouth on her ear and biting it, he said forcefully, "that's not good enough, Laura".
"Oh sweetheart…please fuck me…please fuck me…please…"
"Keep washing the dishes". She obeyed.
He lifted her thin robe and pulled her panties down. He reached up and started unhooking her bra. The clasp stuck and in his aroused state he grabbed the two back straps and tore them apart…
At this point you're probably thinking … "something's wrong here, this guy knows too many details. Maybe…Ok, you're right; there is no 'friend'. It was just easier for me to start telling you about it as if it happened to someone else, but I'm all right with it now. I want to tell what really happened, it feels good and it's getting me up for tonight, not that I need much encouragement; just looking at her face makes me want to come.
Here it is: I tear the straps apart and say, "don't ever wear a bra or panties in the house again unless I tell you to".
I took hold of her big tits and started pinching her nipples. "Do you understand?"
"Yes Stevie"
"It's Steven", I said, as I pinched a little harder.
"Yes Steven, I'll do whatever you ask. I'm so tired of being the one who had to make the decisions all these years alone, never knowing if I was doing the right thing."
"That's over now", I told her as my dick started to swell into the crack of her ass. I thought I'd probably have to grease her cunt up good to get my cock even halfway up into her but when I reached between her legs, she was sopping wet.
"You're ready for me aren't you, you hot bitch?"
"Yes, I'm ready for you baby ... mama's ready for her boy's big cock…mama's been wet for your beautiful…"
Before she could finish I guided about three or four inches into her slit from behind as she stood against the sink. She must have been surprised by the width of it, because she grabbed the edge of the sink with both hands and kept repeating "
oh … oh…oh…oh…
"
Even though her tits are big, she's slender and I was afraid if I gave her too much more I'd split her open; but I was so hot I couldn't stop there. She was dripping juices all over my rod and that made it easier, and spurred me on. "Here's your boy's cock Laura, take it".
I felt the walls of her tight channel grasping my meat as she started to spasm. "
Yes…yes…fuck me …fuck your Laura… fuck your mother…oh…
"
Almost all of me was in her and I was surprised, but I knew if I went any higher into her belly I would come and I didn't think she was protected. I pulled out.
"No…no…I want you in me… I want you fucking me … I need your cock…"
I turned my mother around to face me. "You'll get fucked when I'm ready to fuck you; do you understand? Make an appointment today with Dr. Berne. Tomorrow you go and get a diaphragm or the pill. You're going to need it from now on."
She calmed and cast her eyes down. "All right Steven."
Looking into her face, I thought how odd it was that I had been in her cunt and yet had never really kissed her. I put my mouth over hers and her tongue began to explore. I kissed her more deeply as my hands and fingers went into her pleasure zones. I put one of my slippery fingers between our lips she sucked on it and went down to her cunt to get more. As she licked I guided her to a kitchen chair. She sat. I spread her legs with my knees and my stiff cock was in her face.
"It's so huge baby, and it's so hard for your momma isn't it? Let me suck it for you. Let me suck it for me. I've wanted to taste it for so long. Do you know what it does to me to think about having that thick pole in me every night?"
"Yes momma I know that it does this to you." I reached down and touched a drop of the syrup that had leaked out of her cunt onto the chair. I put my finger to her full lips.
I took my cock in my hand. It was throbbing. The head was so engorged it looked almost purple. I'd never felt so hard. It looked like a steel rod. My mother placed one hand over my hand near the base and her other hand farther up on the shaft. I fed my mother my cock.
Her lips were stretched as she sucked back and forth. I stopped her. I placed my hands on her face holding her head steady. I started to fuck her mouth. As my hips moved I slowly gave her more. She closed her eyes.
"Look at me", I said. "I want to see your eyes as you suck me. I want you to see me as I fill your mouth with cock"
I showed her how to relax her throat. She gagged a few times but soon she had more of my cock in her mouth than any woman I'd ever been with. Mom's mouth was stuffed with cock but she still slid her tongue along the shaft. I felt my balls tighten and knew that all the cum that I'd been saving for her over the last months was ready to splatter her mouth and throat.
I started to shoot and held my mother's head because I expected her to pull back after the first bullet of cum hit her throat but she swallowed and stayed with it. Load after load until my knees were shaky.
"It's so good to have your sweet cum in my mouth…I'm so hot love … make me come…oh …please help momma come."
"No" I said. She looked at me pleadingly, uncomprehending.
"I want you to want me all day today and all night tonight. You'll sleep in my bed from now on. Don't touch yourself. Tomorrow when you get home, I'll fuck you until you come, and then I'll fuck again."
