This Is Our Life Now, Ch. 01
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Note: The "Patsy" depicted in this story is not intended to be the same mother as in my first story on Literotica, "All Mom's Holes." I simply think it's a good name for a mom and wanted to use it again in what I think is a better story.
Of course Patsy knew it was wrong. Of course she would never be able to admit what was happening. But that did not keep Patsy from acknowledging that the sex she was having with her son was the hottest and most fulfilling relationship she had ever had in her life.
It developed in a similar way to many stories that you read about the subject. After graduating from college, her son Tyler had moved back home. Patsy hadn't had anyone else living in the house for some time, and it took some getting used to. One morning, she exited the bathroom entirely naked, still somewhat wet from her shower, forgetting that her son might see her. Sure enough, he exited his room at just the right moment and got a full view of her nude, fit body. Patsy couldn't help but notice that his own subsequent shower was about three times its normal length. She knew what he was probably doing in there, and had to give herself a little pat on the back for still being able to turn a man on.
"I should start charging you for water, if they're all going to be that long," she joked when he came downstairs later.
"Sorry, Mom. I was just... really enjoying it."
"Nothing wrong with that," she said with a smile. "Actually, since I got that new hand-held shower head, I've
really enjoyed
some showers of my own."
Patsy had no idea where that came from. She never had talked or joked sexually with her son before, but it just seemed natural at the time. Tyler's jaw dropped comically.
"Sorry, too much information. Forget I said anything," Patsy said.
"No worries, Mom."
Patsy made sure to cover up better after the shower incident. Soon, however, she started to notice that her panties would briefly go missing, or shift around in her drawer in ways that she knew were not her doing. At one point, when loading the washing machine, she found a black, silky pair that had an obvious stain on them. Not only was Tyler jerking off with her panties, but he had had the audacity to cum right in a pair of them and hope she wouldn't notice.
Now, all Patsy could think about was the idea of her son masturbating with her panties. All she could imagine was the way he must look - his young, strong body with its muscular arms, furiously stroking his hard cock until he exploded into her most intimate garments. Was he loud? Did he say dirty things about her while he brought himself to orgasm? Did he moan for her as he fired off his thick load?
Patsy had to find out.
The plan was for her to go grocery shopping while Tyler was home and conveniently "forget" her purse, forcing her to return to the house much sooner than expected. With any luck, Tyler would already be jerking with her panties by the time she got back.
"Running to the store! I'll be back in like an hour," she called up to him.
"Sounds good. See you!" he replied.
Patsy left, closing the front door loudly to let him know she was gone. She drove off and decided to circle the neighborhood a few times before returning home. She wanted to give him time to get into it.
After about twenty minutes of killing time, Patsy pulled back up to the house, but stopped her car on the street where she knew it would be out of sight of Tyler's bedroom window. She walked around the side of the house and entered through the back door, making sure not to make any noise.
Almost immediately, she heard what she had been hoping for. It was a series of low, mostly wordless moans coming from upstairs. Tyler was clearly already well into his routine. Patsy removed her shoes and crept silently towards the stairs. She felt a tingle in her pussy as she imagined what her son was doing.
The wordless moans began to form coherent syllables. They also began to rise in volume.
"Oh... oh... oh God, yes... yes, Mom... just like that... just like that, take it just like that... suck my fucking cock, Mom. Suck that dick... oh, fuck yes, such a good mommy."
Patsy was getting wetter by the second as her son's vocalizations became more explicit in nature.
"That's it Mom... take the whole thing, take the whole fucking thing... get this cock nice and wet before I put it up your ass."
Patsy barely held in a gasp. Her ass? Her son was thinking about fucking her in the ass? She hadn't even thought about getting her ass fucked in years, but now that the idea was in her head it grew like wildfire. How would it feel to have a young, strong man use her tight, back passage? How would it feel for her own son to deposit a load of cum in there? How would she handle an assfucking after so long without practice?
Patsy knew she had to see her son's cock to answer those questions, so she steeled herself and began to silently ascend the staircase.
As she neared the top of the stairs, the angle of her vision allowed her to see into Tyler's room. He was fortunately facing mostly away from her, standing naked and jerking his cock with both hands. What appeared to be her favorite pair of lacy black panties were wrapped around his dick as he stroked it. He was looking at something on his computer screen, but she couldn't see what it was.
"Take it, Mom... take it you fucking slut. Take it up your tight ass... oh yes, oh fuck yeah, just like that Mommy... you love it up your fucking ass... I know you do... mmm yes, such a good Mommy for me... gonna cum in your tight ass, Mommy."
Patsy couldn't help herself from getting turned on at the filthy language her son was using to fantasize about her. He was fantasizing not just about committing the taboo act of sex with his own mother, but also roughly sodomizing her and giving her an anal creampie. Patsy almost got lost in her own fantasies before she snapped out of it at the realization that Tyler was about to cum.
His moans increased in volume as his strokes increased in speed. He was working his big cock with both hands as his filthy monologue rose to its climax.
"Oh yes... yes Mommy... yes Mommy... throw your ass back on that cock... gonna make me fucking cum... fucking cum up your slutty ass... thick load, filling you up... ohhh fuck I'm cumming for you Mommy... huge fucking load for your ass."
With this, Tyler started shooting his load into the pair of panties. Patsy had to smirk at the shamelessness he was exhibiting, clearly not concerned about her noticing any stains on her underwear later. He moaned wordlessly as his orgasm reached its peak and then quickly subsided. Patsy wisely crept back down the staircase to avoid being detected.
But what to do now?
She had clear confirmation that her son wanted her. And, in all honesty, she wanted him too. Of course it was wrong, but... maybe she could rationalize it in her head.
She was a mature woman who desperately needed to be sexually satisfied. He was a horny young man with no apparent romantic life and a cock that would make most guys envious. It was only logical that, when living together, two such individuals would take advantage of the situation by screwing each other's brains out as often as possible. Still, she needed to think.
She made her way to the kitchen where she had left her things after returning home, and decided to give Tyler a little surprise. Putting her shoes back on, she silently exited the house and went back to her car to pull it into the driveway. This time, she made no secret about entering the house, trying to make as much noise as possible. She slammed the door shut as she went in, and stomped her feet louder than normal on the hardwood of the kitchen floor.
"Tyler! I'm home! I forgot my purse!"
She heard shuffling from upstairs. Tyler must have still been reveling in his post-orgasmic bliss and not gotten himself dressed again. Finally he made his way to the bannister, looking clearly red in the face.
"Oh you're early..." he said, staring down at her. She thought she noticed his eyes darting down to her cleavage as he did.
"Yeah, I forgot my purse. At this point, I'll just stay home. Nothing super important I needed so I'll just go out again tomorrow. Hope I didn't spoil your fun with the house to yourself." She decided to give him an over-the-top wink, implying that she knew exactly what young guys get up to when they're alone.
"Oh no, n-n-not at all. Just hanging out."
"Cool. Well I need to get into my comfy clothes and then do some hanging out of my own."
Patsy ascended the stairs and entered her bedroom. She made an audible show of opening and closing several of her drawers, making sounds of consternation like she was looking for something, in hopes that Tyler would worry that she noticed her missing black panties already. Eventually she settled on one of her "boring" pairs of panties, a pair of sweatpants, and an old t-shirt she had gotten from running a 5k.
"Tyler! I'm just going to freshen up in the bathroom for a bit. Think about what you want for dinner."
"Sure thing, Mom!"
Patsy wanted to give Tyler time to return the panties to her hamper, so she spent about 15 minutes with her bathroom door closed and her radio on. She had also taken a mental image of the top of her hamper to remember what items had been where. Sure enough, when she checked after exiting the bathroom, several things had moved around. The most notable change was, of course, her favorite pair of black panties, now clearly stained with a not yet entirely dry load of cum.
It must have truly been a massive load if it still hadn't dried. Almost involuntarily, Patsy raised the panties to her mouth, allowing her tongue to snake out between her lips. She knew it was so wrong, but... was it really? After all, they were
her
panties... plus, Tyler had clearly been thinking of her when he shot this big load. He wanted her to have it. So really, the cum belonged to her. She could do anything she wanted with it, guilt-free. And right now, she needed to taste it.
Patsy had never loved the taste of cum. She swallowed because the idea of it was hot for her, but would never have said she enjoyed the physical act of tasting semen. After a few big licks, Patsy had collected what remained of her son's load into her mouth and closed her eyes, savoring the dirty feelings coursing through her. After nearly a minute of reveling in her incestuous fantasy world, she gulped it down. She had swallowed her son's load.
