It has been 18 months since my dad left me and mom for a girl I was dating in high school. Fortunately, she had already turned eighteen... But that isn't what this story is about.
I couldn't believe my dad would leave my mother, I'll admit she was a little over weight, but holy cow, she's still hot! Especially her large breasts and legs, they were hot as hell. On top of that, her mannerisms made her beautiful. She carried her weight with dignity and grace, so much so I never could take my eyes off my mother when I was around her.
We made the best of it with my dad being gone, playing games on the weekends helped the time pass and gave me and my mother a chance to get to know each other on a much more personal level. I was amazed how smart and experienced she was, my mom was really a wonderful lady.
One of the things I learned about my mother was how competitive she is. For the last year and a half, I lost every game we have ever played, whether it was cards, board games, even bowling or arcade games, she won them all!
I started to get disconcerted and was about to give up on game day completely... Witch led us to the inevitable conversation...
"Mom, I really don't feel like being destroyed and debased again today, what do you say to a little television or something like that?"
My mother looked stricken. "What do you mean destroyed? I won all those games fair and Square."
"Mother." I explained, "You have beaten me in every game we have played for the last eighteen months, I am tired of losing, can't we do something else??"
"I look forward all week to playing games with you on Saturday son..." She said as her eyes started welling up before turning red.
OH great, I can't fight mom's tears, shit, what now I thought to myself. "Ok, we can play, but let's play something I have at least a chance to win at."
I could see hope in mom's face as she began to think. "What do you have in mind?" she asked.
Right then the stupidest thought came to my mind, and if you think the thought was stupid, what came out of my mouth topped the stupidity cart completely. My only defense was, mom is really pretty... "How about Truth or Dare?"
"Why Truth or Dare?"
"It's one game you could never win." I answered.
She laughed then looked at me. "You think?" she said with a glowing smile.
I returned the smile nodding at the same time.
"You're on..." she held out her hand to shake mine. "So, why do you think I can't win truth or dare?" she asked.
"Mom, you're a girl and a woman as well as being somewhat shy and stuff. I am a guy and not afraid to show off a little."
Mom smiled and simply replied. "Who goes first?"
I crossed my arms in front of me, then with a victorious arrogant smile on my lips, knowing that I was going to beat my mother for the first time in over 18 months. I spoke. "Be my guest Mommy."
"Truth or dare?" she asked.
"Truth."
"Who was the first girl you really kissed, when and where and how far did you get with her?"
I blushed a little, but it really wasn't anything I didn't think she'd already knew. "Elizabeth Mackey, " I confessed, "It was my first day in high school while she was waiting for the bus. It didn't go anywhere but first base from there..."
I looked at my mother and said "Truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"When and who was the first man who had his tongue down your throat? How far did he get, and where were you at the time?"
"I watched her lips curl as a smile of confidence erupted on her face. "Your Uncle Bill, it was before I dated your dad, we were in the woods, I was still in school, and he got to second base." She giggled, "over the shirt only." Giggling some more my mom admitted, "Well that day anyway that was all he got."
My mouth dropped open, my tongue fell out and I must have looked astonished as my mother said. "You still think you can win son?"
After pulling myself back together again I nodded my head and said. "We haven't gotten to the dare part of the game yet mom."
"How many truths are we allowed?" she asked.
"What do you say? 5?"
With the same smile she said. "Fine with me." Then continued "Truth or dare son?"
I decided to save my four truths for later to see how daring my mother might be, I already had my finish moves ready to go, there was no way she could ever do what I had in mind. So, I simply said. "Dare..."
This caught her off guard even if she didn't show it. My mom had an excellent poker face.
"Great," she said, crossing her arms in front of her while getting ready for her first dare to me.
"Kiss me". She simply said. I started to get up and go to her when she held up her hand and told me "Not like a mother... kiss me like you did Elizabeth."
My eyes rounded in surprise as my mouth fell opened. "Uh, we made out like, for about ten minutes mom. How much of a kiss do you dare me to give you?"
Mom looked at me thinking, I wandered for a second if she wanted the whole ten minutes of it, then I thought better of it and waited.
"You pick, but it better include some tongue or I will declare myself the victor."
I got up and moved across to my mother whom I was about to French kiss. I noticed that my dick had hardened to the point of showing through my pants. Quickly turning to adjust myself so it wouldn't be so obvious, then I went and sat beside my mother much like I sat with Elizabeth that memorable day. After which I put my arms around mom's neck moving to face her. In response my mother came towards me as I tilted my head closing my eyes at the same time then went in for the kiss.
It was then I felt my mother's soft moist lips touching mine. I could feel my cock harden in my pants even more as she moved her lips over mine. I began to open my lips moving my tongue over hers. Mom opened her mouth as expected. I then invaded my mother's mouth. Our tongues started to dance a sonnet of lust with each other. I broke the kiss quickly, even though I really didn't want to. I have to admit, it took everything I had not to go for second base as I backed away and returned to my seat. Let me tell you, my mother could kiss!!
Mom sat there on the sofa; her smile as big as my dick which had gotten harder than I'd ever known before. "Not bad son. You can really kiss.
Then, I felt my mouth say "Truth or dare." But what I heard it say was "TTTRRRth, dRRTTEE" I cleared my throat and relaxed for a moment. Then I managed, "Truth or dare?"
My mother's laugh was embarrassing as she found humor in my discomfort. "Truth." She said.
I decided to end this game here and now. "Mom, how far did Uncle Bill get with you, how often when and where."
My dad in a drunken stupor told me one day, how he suspected mom of cheating on him with Uncle Bill. I was sure I would win the game because I knew mom would never divulge this to me.
`"Shit son," Mom said as her cheeks turned a deep shade of bright red, her mouth wide open, her eyes big and round. She swallowed, while looking down, contemplating, I was sure of ending the game. "What happens if I lose the game son?" she asked.
"Nothing," I say "I will just get up and finish the dishes and go to bed."
Without looking up she said. "All the way... Many, many times... and yes, when your father and I were married too. Your Uncle Bill came over numerous times while you were at school and dad was at work. But we broke it off about six months before your dad left us." She looked at me with a look that said 'please don't hate me son.'
I smiled. "You were very discreet about it mom."
She smiled and nodded. "I had to be, for yours and your dad's sake."
"Did you know dad was aware of your affair?" I asked.
Her poker face wasn't working now. As her surprise was plain to see. "No, he didn't, he couldn't... no, really, he knew?" She asked.
"Yes, he told me about it almost two years ago. He never could keep his mouth shut when he was drunk. I didn't believe him at the time, in fact, I didn't believe him till right now. I never would have thought you'd cheat on him mom..."
She kept her blush. "It started in high school and it never ended. I loved your dad, and me and Bill could never live in the same house together, but he was great in bed and, well your dad wasn't that good. So, to tell you the truth, that's why I kept him on the side. I am not real proud of it, but I am not ashamed of it either. I loved your dad, and I liked your Uncle. But I have all sorts of love for you and that is what is most important.
Absolutely shocked by what I had just found out, I got up on shaky legs and went to the kitchen. I poured a glass of red wine for my mother and made myself a stiff whisky and coke. It was still early in the day and I was only nineteen, but I was just too shocked and needed something...
When I returned and handed her the wine, she asked what I was drinking. I told her the truth then sat and asked "Truth or dare?"
"It's my turn son." I shook my head. "You asked me what I was drinking. I answered."
She cocked her head and gave me a grave look. I said "No, mom just kidding, Go ahead. I pick truth."
Mom looked at me very serious this time, her eyes started to teer up and turn red. Then in a low voice I heard her say. "Do you hate me now?" Without looking at me.
I flew into my mother's lap wrapping her in my arms. "I could never hate you mom, that could never happen, no matter what you have done." Then I kissed her, tasting her lips again, but this time it was more of a son mother kiss than a lover as our previous kisses were. I have to tell you, I wanted to kiss her more, I wanted to ravish her mouth like a lover. But my concern was with my mom right then and not my dick...
I held my mother for a good long time until I finally heard her say. "Truth or dare."
I laughed at my mother's determination, and even though it was my turn, I figured that I still had my end game, so I simply answered. "Dare."
"Kiss me again, like you did the first time..." mom whispered out almost as a question???
So, I did, this time I took my time, exploring her body with my hands, as I also explored my mother's mouth with my tongue. I didn't go for second base or anything like that, but I used my hands to caress her neck and cheeks as I explored her mouth.
