A Family is What You Make It Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – A Family is What You Make It Pt. 02 by Thrognar,Thrognar I woke up the next morning to the sound of yelling coming from the living room. I slipped out of bed, grabbed my shirt and shorts from the floor where I had dropped them and slipped them back on. I exited the room and lucky for me, due to the way the house is set up, no one could tell which room I came from, since my room is right next to mom’s. I walked into the living room to see mom, Aunt Roxy and my grandparents Dora and Victor staring down two people I had never seen before. I realized right away that they must be James and Sharon, my birth parents. I came in the middle of my mother yelling at them.

“… have no reason to be here!” Mom yelled.

“I just thought–” James (I couldn’t think of this man as my father) started to say.

“What?” I asked, and everyone turned to look at me, “What did you think? That I would come running with a smile on my face saying ‘Daddy’? I don’t even know you.”

James and Sharon looked at me with shock before Sharon (just like I couldn’t think of James as my father, I couldn’t think of Sharon as my mother) took a tentative step forward raising her arms as if to hug me. “Ricky…”

“His name is Andrew.” mom hissed, and Sharon’s face fell and she backed up a step.

“You changed my son’s name?” She asked.

“HE’S NOT YOUR SON!” Mom and grandma yelled at her simultaneously.

“Yes, I legally changed his name,” mom said, “That’s my right as his mother. I’ve always liked that name, so I changed it when I adopted him. One less thing tying him to you.”

“Don’t act like you care now, after all this time.” I said.

“Do you realize what you put us, all of us, through?” grandma asked, “I thought you were dead!”

“That can still be arranged,” Aunt Roxy said, cracking her knuckles.

“No Roxanne,” grandma said, “I want to hear him out. So tell me James, why did you abandon my grandson?”

“We realized we weren’t ready…” James said.

“Oh bullshit!” Grandma said, “You had nine months to get ready. If you needed any advice or help all you had to do was ask me or Victor. We raised two children.”

I had never heard my grandmother curse before, but I knew that she had a built in bullshit detector. I learned early on that lying to her was not a good idea, she always knew when I was trying to pull a fast one on her and she never let me get away with it.

“Although I’m trying to figure out where we went wrong with you.” my grandfather said.

“You weren’t ready?” mom asked. “You think I was?! You could have asked mom, or bought one of a million books written on how to raise a child, or looked up information online. That’s what I did!”

“You know all those parental bonding things we were supposed to do?” I asked James and Sharon. “They did it. Grandpa taught me how to play sports and ride a bike, grandma taught me how to cook, Aunt Roxy taught me how to drive. And mom…”

I saw Sharon’s face fall when I called Janet my mother. I put an arm around mom’s shoulder.

“…she did everything else. She taught me right from wrong. She comforted me when I needed it, she supported me, she was there for me through the good times and the bad. When I felt like the world was going to shit, I turned to her and she made it all better. She succeeded where you failed. These four people did everything you were supposed to do. They gave me the love and attention that I needed to thrive and grow. I owe EVERYTHING I am to them. As for you, I didn’t even know you existed until two days ago. And looking at you I just realized I don’t look anything like either one of you, if anything I look more like grandpa.”

It was true. I had more of my grandfather’s facial features than I did of the man standing before me. In fact when I was a kid, especially between 9 and 13 years old, I was almost the spitting image of my grandfather. About the only thing I had in common with the two people standing before me was eye color, and even that was passed down from grandpa.

“I think the real question is why are you here James?” grandpa asked. The fact that he used James’ name and didn’t refer to him as his son seemed to hurt James. In fact, no one in the room had once referred to James by their relationship to him. They just called him by his name. I could tell just by the look on his face that hurt him a lot. I couldn’t find it in myself to feel sorry for him.

“Yeah, why are you here?” Aunt Roxy asked, “Did you think you could make up for the last 18 years with a simple ‘I’m sorry’? Because I think you know, that’s not going to cut it. The only reason I haven’t called the cops is because Dora told me not to, at least not yet. Do you realize how much shit you’re in? You could be fined thousands of dollars, possibly even thrown in jail. Please Dora, let me call them.”

“Not so fast, Roxy,” mom said, “I want to know too.”

All eyes were on the two people that gave birth to me. The sperm donor and the incubator as Aunt Roxy called them.

“We felt really bad about what we did,” James said, “And we wanted a chance to come back and make things right. We wanted to see Ric — I mean Andrew now that he’s all grown up. We realized we made a huge mistake, and we wanted to see if there was any way to make things up to our son.”

“It took you 18 goddamn years to figure that out?” mom asked. “And I told you before, he’s not your son. He’s mine! I’m the one who was left to raise him after you ran off to wherever the fuck you ran off to! I made huge sacrifices when I took him in! My boss understood the situation I was in and allowed me to spend more time at home by reducing my workload without cutting my pay. He even let me work from home for the first couple of years.”

“Oh, and I also found out about how unhappy you were when you found out you were pregnant,” I said, specifically to Sharon, “Makes me wonder why you had me if you were so unhappy with the prospect of motherhood. I’m thinking it may have been your idea to run off and not his.”

It looked like I hit the nail on the head, she couldn’t even look at me.

“Everyone was so happy when they found out I was pregnant,” she said, starting to cry, but I didn’t buy it, and I don’t think anyone else did either. “I felt obligated to have you. But I realized I didn’t have it in me to be a mother, I wouldn’t be able to properly provide for you, so I talked James into dropping you off with your aunt and just taking off. I figured you’d be better off without us, but I also knew everyone would be mad at us, so after he dropped you off, we went to the bank, cleaned out our accounts and we left town.”

“And you went along with it you stupid son-of-a-bitch,” Aunt Roxy said, then turned to grandma, “No offense Dora.”

“None taken,” grandma said, “After all, he’s no son of mine.”

James looked shocked, “What do you mean?”

“You know, I’ve been waiting 18 years to say this,” grandma said, “But you are not my son. When we found out you ran off, I disowned you. We all did. Did you think we would just let it slide? You can’t do what you did and expect not to suffer the consequences.”

“If you wanted me to take him in, all you had to do was ask.” mom said, “I would have happily done it. There was no need for all this subterfuge. That’s why we’re mad at you, all you had to do was say you couldn’t handle the responsibility of raising a kid, and would I mind taking him in. But instead you just dropped him in my lap and ran off. If it wasn’t for mom, dad and Roxy I would have been totally lost. With their help I made it work, I took care of him and gave him all the love and attention I could. I never saw him as a burden. I saw him as an innocent baby who was abandoned by two thoughtless assholes. He needed a strong parental figure, and I gave him that. He needed a loving, caring, nurturing environment, and I gave him that. He needed a family, and we gave him that. Most importantly I saw him as my son. I formed that bond with him, not you. But you know what? I’m sick of this shit. Roxy, call the cops.”

“No wait,” grandma said, touching my arm, “Andrew, what do you want to do?”

Everyone looked at me, I looked around from mom, to my grandparents to Aunt Roxy, then finally to the two people who bought me into this world.

“You know,” I finally said, “After that phone call two days ago and mom telling me everything, I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know if I should be angry, heartbroken, bitter, distressed or what. I didn’t know how I’d feel if you showed up, but now that you have, now that I’ve seen you face to face, and heard your excuses, I don’t feel anything.”

James and Sharon looked like I had just gut punched the both of them (something I’m sure Aunt Roxy wanted to do). Definitely not what they were expecting to hear. I’m not sure what they expected, but it certainly was not the icy reception they got. I could tell every word from us hurt them more than any physical blow could.

“You said you came back to see if there was any way to make things up to me,” I continued, “Well there isn’t. You abandoned me! You can’t make up for that! After 18 fucking years, there’s nothing you can do or say to make up for that. You say you make a huge mistake? No, you did me a favor. It’s like mom said the other day, you leaving me with her was a blessing in disguise. You left me in the care of the most compassionate woman I have ever known. She loves me more than anything else in the world. You two? You just gave birth to me, but she nurtured me, she took care of me, she molded me into the person I am today. Do you realize what you did to her? How hard it was for her to tell me about you? She held it in for 18 years because she didn’t know how to tell me, or how I’d react. She actually thought I’d be upset with her, but I could never be upset at my mother.”

Again, I could see Sharon almost cringe in pain when I referred to Janet as my mother, but like I said, that’s what she was to me. It’s what I always called her, and would until the day I die.

“But you two…” I paused for a moment, I’d been speaking from the heart, but I picked my next words carefully, “No, you know what I’m not mad at you. I don’t even hate you. I don’t feel anything for you.”

“I’m kind of paraphrasing an old saying here,” grandpa said, “Anyone can be a mother or father, but it takes a special person to be a parent. Neither one of you fit that mold. Janet does. She may not have given birth to Andy, but she’s his mother. She bonded with him and spent the last 18 years raising him. Dora, Roxy and I helped, but Janet took care of most of it on her own. And I think she did a damn fine job.”

“Thank you dad,” mom said, then turned her eyes back on James and Sharon. “You provided the raw material, but I was the sculptor. I hate to think how he would have grown up with you two as his role models. You said you figured he’d be better off without you? You were right.”

“This woman,” I put my arm around mom again, and leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “Raised me, she gave up everything for me, and made me the center of her world for the last 18 years. As far as I’m concerned — as far as everyone in this room is concerned — SHE is my mother. You two are complete strangers to me. I don’t want you fined, I don’t even want to see you arrested. The only thing I want from you is to take a look at my family, not yours, mine. The only family I’ve ever known, and think about everything you missed. My first steps, the first time I said ‘mama’, my first tooth, all the birthdays, hell, all the milestones that come with raising a child. You will NEVER experience those things. When I grow up, eventually get married and have kids of my own, you’ll miss out on that too. You threw all that away. In fact, to answer grandma’s question, that’s what I want. I want you two to live with that.”

“And I want you to live with the fact that I never want to see you again.” Mom added.

“None of us do.” Aunt Roxy added.

“Go and crawl back under whatever rock you crawled out from and never. Come. Back.” Mom said.

James opened his mouth to say something, but grandma cut him off.

“You heard her,” she said, “Get. Out.”

“Mom, please…” he said.

“I am NOT your mother,” grandma hissed, “Roxanne, call the police.”

That did it, as Aunt Roxy pulled out her phone, James moved to the door, opened it and ushered Sharon out, we heard the sound of them getting into a car, the car starting up and eventually the sound of them driving away. I could feel the tension leave the room as everyone let out a collective breath. Mom turned to me and gave me a hug. I hugged her back.

“Thank you sweetheart,” she said, “We didn’t mean to wake you up, but I’m glad we did.”

She finally let me go and kissed me on the cheek.

“Did you see the way her face fell when you called Janet your mom?” Aunt Roxy asked, almost giddy with excitement.

“Well why wouldn’t I call her that?” I asked, “That’s what she is. I told you that yesterday. But just out of curiosity what are all you guys doing here? How did you know he was going to be here today? I thought you said he was coming here for my graduation.”

“He was,” mom said, “He said he’d be here a day early, so I called Roxy and mom and dad because I knew I couldn’t face him alone. I didn’t even want him to see you, but I’m glad he did. Hearing YOU tell him you wanted nothing to do with him was more effective than me telling him that.”

“Are you okay, Andy?” grandma asked me.

“Oh yeah, grandma, I’m fine,” I said, “Like I said, I don’t feel anything for them. Why should I? I don’t know who those people were. You’re the only family I’ve ever known, and the only family I’ll ever need. I’m more concerned about mom.”

“I’m fine honey,” she said, “Better than fine, actually. I was nervous as hell, but having mom and dad, Roxy and especially you to back me up took all that away. I realized as soon as he walked in, that I felt nothing towards him. Not anger, not disgust, not even pity, just a whole lot of nothing. Yelling at him the other day, I got it all out of my system. I was still a little angry of course, but nowhere near as angry as I thought I would be.”

“Well I’m glad we could be here for you pumkin,” grandpa said, giving mom a hug, “And if he ever dares to show his face again, Roxy and I will make sure the police never find the body.”

Mom laughed, “Thanks dad, but we’ve got more important things to think about now.” she said, “Like a certain someone who’s graduating tomorrow.”

“Mom…” I said, blushing.

“Speaking of which…” Aunt Roxy said, “Should I wait, or can I give it to him now?”

“You have it with you?” Mom asked.

“Of course.”

“Well since you’re here, why not?” mom said.

“What are you two talking about?” I asked.

“Your graduation present,” Aunt Roxy said, “Well, one of them anyway. Close your eyes and hold out your hand.”

“Aunt Roxy, I’m not five anymore.” I said, rolling my eyes.

She laughed, “Fine, here. Happy graduation.”

She dropped a car key in my hands.

“The key to your car?” I asked.

“No,” she said, “The key to your car. I just bought a new SUV, so figured I’d give you the car, since that’s what we used for your driving lessons. Of course we’ll have to go to the DMV to make it official, but yeah, it’s yours.”

The car in question was only two years old, and I knew Aunt Roxy had kept it in good shape.

I gave her a big hug, “Thanks Aunt Roxy!”

“Oof! You’re welcome!” she said, laughing and hugging me back, “Ok, Andy, I can’t breathe.”

“Sorry,” I said, letting her go, “But this is so cool!”

“You’ll get everything else tomorrow after the ceremony. Now, I don’t know about anyone else, but since I didn’t have a chance to get breakfast before that asshole showed up, I’m starved.” mom said.

Mom and grandma whipped up breakfast for all of us, and after we ate, I took a shower and went with Aunt Roxy back to her place to pick up the car. My car. Mom and I spent the rest of the day getting ready for the graduation ceremony the next day, the previous night not coming up in the conversation as mom was more concerned with making sure my dress clothes were washed and ironed.

That night, without being told, I headed to mom’s room for bed. Mom followed me in, and we casually stripped naked before slipping into bed. Mom took me into her arms and gave me a passionate kiss.

“I’m so proud of the way you handled things this morning.” She said, “As much as I didn’t want him to see you, I was worried about what would happen if he did. I wasn’t sure how you were feeling about him.”

“Well, like you, I felt better with grandma and grandpa and Aunt Roxy here,” I said, “And I wasn’t lying, I honestly don’t feel anything towards them. I have no memory of them. All I can see when I think back on my life is you. You sacrificed so much for me, and I will be eternally thankful to you for that. I love you so much, mom.”

“I love you too baby,” she said, reaching down to grab my cock, “God, I still can’t get over how big you are. Last time I saw you naked you were like four years old. I remember I was trying to give you a bath and you kept splashing water at me saying ‘Mommy, I can wash myself, stop!’ So after that I stopped bathing you, and I realized my little boy was growing up, and now look at you, about to graduate high school and go off to college. But right now, I think you need to get your fingers in my pussy, while I stroke this gorgeous cock of yours.”

She took my fingers and just like last night sucked on them until they had a nice coating of saliva on them, and then without her needing to tell me I reached between her legs and slid them inside her warm pussy. She spat into her hand and started stroking my cock and she moved so I could get one of her tits into my mouth. For several minutes there was no sound in the room except for our quiet moans of pleasure and the squelching sound of my fingers in my mother’s cunt. Mom shifted, and started kissing her way down my body, unfortunately pulling my fingers from her pussy, and her tit from my mouth, but the next thing I felt was her warm, soft tongue on my cock. She licked up the shaft and swirled her tongue around the head. I moaned as her tongue replaced her hand. She looked up at me.

“Mom, are you gonna…?” I asked.

“Suck your cock? Yes, I am honey.” She said casually. “Did your girlfriend ever do this for you?”

“No, we never got that far,” I said.

“Then just lay back, relax and enjoy it.” she said. “Let me show you what you’ve been missing.”

I knew how good it felt to fuck someone, but getting a blowjob was a whole new experience for me. My mother wrapped her lips around my cock and slowly took the whole length of my tool in her mouth, not stopping until her lips touched my scrotum. Her mouth was so warm, I thought I would cum right then and there, but mom had other plans. She slowly came back up until just the head was in her mouth, she teased it with her silky smooth tongue before going back down and giving me my first blowjob. My mother started sucking my cock in earnest, and I was in heaven. I can’t say it was the best blowjob I’d ever had, because I had nothing to compare it to. However, it didn’t hurt that mom knew exactly what she was doing, she was deep throating me, teasing the shaft of my throbbing cock with her tongue, as well as caressing my balls with her hand. I don’t know how I held on as long as I did, all I knew was I didn’t want it to stop.

I looked down to watch her work. She noticed me looking and moved her hair out of the way so I could watch my cock slide in and out of her mouth. She stopped for a moment, licked the head and looked at me with those gorgeous green eyes of hers.

“You like?”

“I fucking love it.” I said.

“Good, only the best for my baby.” she said, and went back to work.

In the space of just two days, I had gone from solo masturbation to mutual masturbation with my mother, and now she was sucking my cock. I admit that while I had fantasized about some of my friend’s mothers (especially Alex’s mom, goddamn that woman was hot), I had never had any sexual thoughts about mine. But after the last couple of days that all changed. Now all I could think about was sex with her. I was hoping she’d let me fuck her, but even if this was all we ever did, it would be enough. She was so gentle and caring, she wanted me to enjoy this as much as she was.

Finally I felt the familiar sensation that told me I was going to cum. I was trying desperately to hold back because I didn’t want her to stop, but there was nothing I could do.

“Oh fuck, mom,” I groaned, “I’m… oh god… I’m gonna fuckin’ cum.”

I felt her go all the way down, engulfing my entire prick in her warm mouth and I groaned again as I exploded in her mouth. I realized that mom was swallowing all my cum. Jet after jet went into her mouth and straight down her throat. Once she knew I was spent, she released my cock and gave it one last lick before she kissed her way up my body.

“Your cum tastes so good, sweetie,” she said, “I love it when a man cums in my mouth.”

“That was incredible mom,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “I never realized it could feel that good.”

“Well it doesn’t hurt that I like sucking cock, and I have no gag reflex,” she said, “Especially with that monster you’ve been blessed with.”

“Can we do that again?” I asked.

“Of course.” she said, smiling before reaching back to turn off the light, “But right now, you need to get some sleep, you’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

She snuggled me into her arms with my head against her chest so I could hear her heart beating. Unsurprisingly I fell asleep quickly and slept like a baby.

The next morning I felt mom gently shaking me awake.

“Andy, come on, wake up sleepyhead,” she said, “Rise and shine. I made you breakfast.”

I slowly opened my eyes and rolled onto my back, “Mmm, hey mom.” I said, sleepily.

She was wearing a fluffy yellow bathrobe that grandpa had gotten her for Christmas 5 years ago. It was loosely tied and I could clearly see her tits as she bent over. She noticed where I was looking and smiled.

“That’s not breakfast. Come on get up.” she said, laughing.

I got out of bed, got dressed and followed her to the kitchen where she had made all my favorites. Waffles, bacon, hash browns and scrambled eggs.

“You still okay after yesterday?” mom asked, as we started eating.

“I should be asking you that.” I said, “Like I said, I have no memory of those two people. You on the other hand had to grow up with James.”

She sighed, and washed down a bite of eggs with a sip of coffee. “Yeah, but he’s not the same person I grew up with. He was a good big brother, he always looked out for me, occasionally teased me like older siblings tend to do, and I loved him. But the guy who just dumped you in my lap and ran off without even a ‘Thanks sis’ was not my brother. He was so excited to be a father, but somehow Sharon talked him into abandoning you and running off to god knows where. At that moment I hated him so much, but at the same time I was heartbroken that he could do such a heartless thing. I hope they stay gone this time.”

“You don’t think they’re gonna try to show up at the ceremony today, do you?” I asked.

“Not if they know what’s good for them.” mom said. “If they’re smart, they’re halfway back to wherever they’ve been hiding for the last 18 years. But enough about that.”

Mom changed the subject and for the record we never did see or hear from James or Sharon ever again.

Once we were done eating, mom headed to the bathroom and started up the shower, she took her robe off and looked at me. “Well, are you coming or what?”

I pulled off my clothes, and mom gave an appreciative look to my boner as we stepped into the shower.

“I am so proud of you.” she said as she grabbed the soap and motioned for me to turn around.

“Well I couldn’t have done it without your help,” I said as she started to soap up my back, “You stayed on me and made sure I didn’t slack off.”

“Yeah, well, your grandmother would never forgive me if I didn’t.” she said, running her hands over my shoulders. “You should really be thanking her, she stayed on me to make sure I stayed on you. I’ll tell you a little secret, although I was allowed to walk with my graduating class, I didn’t actually graduate. I had to go to summer school before I could officially get my diploma. Grandma wanted to make sure that didn’t happen to you.”

“I’ll thank her lat — ooh mom…”

She had moved her hands around to my chest and eventually down to my cock, she took my tool in her soapy hand and started slowly stroking me. I leaned back into her and felt her tits pressing into my soapy back.

“That’s it baby,” she said, in her soothing voice in my ear, ” Just relax. Let mommy take care of this for you.”

“Oh god, mom…” I moaned as she sped up due to the lubrication provided by the soap and water.

“Cum for me,” she purred in my ear, “That’s a good boy. Shoot out all that thick sweet cum for your mother. Show mommy how much you appreciate this.”

After a few minutes I felt my orgasm building and braced myself against the wall.

“Oh fuck!” I groaned, “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Mom held me up as I erupted, my cock throbbing in her soapy hand.

“Yes,” she cooed, “Look at that. Cum for me baby. That’s it. Good boy.”

She kissed me gently on the side of my head as she drained me dry. I turned in her arms and we wrapped our arms around each other as our lips met.

“You are the best mom ever,” I said, once we broke the kiss.

“Really?” she asked, teasingly, “Then why don’t you show me?”

We switched positions and I reached around between her legs and easily slid two fingers into her. She leaned her head back against my chest and moaned as I pushed my fingers as far into her as I could get them. I used my other hand to grope one of her tits. She was playing with the other one, and using her other hand to rub her clit while I finger fucked her. She ground her ass into my semi-hard cock as we stood there under the water, moaning and groaning in incestuous pleasure.

Mom finally hit her apex after a few minutes of me driving my fingers in and out of her cunt.

“Oh fuck, Andy,” she panted, “Mommy’s cumming!”

She let out an ear splitting scream that was even louder when amplified by the acoustics of the bathroom. Like me she had to brace herself against the wall, as her legs gave out and she slumped back into me. I could feel her pussy grip my fingers and the extra warmth of her orgasmic fluids leaking out. She finally let my fingers go, and was able to stand on her own. She turned to face me and took my face in her hands and planted another passionate kiss on me.

“Ok, now let’s actually wash up, because your grandparents and aunt will be here soon.” she said.

So we did. We still had fun touching each other as we washed up but were able to control ourselves. Once out of the shower we dried each other off, got dressed (mom insisted we get dressed separately to avoid the temptation to start messing around again), and were presentable by the time my grandparents and Aunt Roxy arrived. We took a few pictures before we headed out to the ceremony, and as I predicted it was long and boring. A lot of speeches, and a couple of performances by the orchestra. I would have been bored to death if I wasn’t lucky enough to be sitting next to one of my best friends and we quietly joked with each other throughout the ceremony which took an agonizing three hours.

Eventually it was all over, and we all filed out, saying goodbyes, promising (most likely in vain) to keep in touch, and find our families. As I made my way through the throng of blue robes I ran into Helen.

“Hey, I was hoping to see you today,” she said, “I wanted to say goodbye to you in person. I wanted to make sure you were okay with the way we ended things.”

“I am.” I said, “It sucks, but it’s what’s best for us in the long run.”

A week earlier we had a conversation about our relationship.

“Andy,” she said, “About us… God, I don’t want to do this.”

“I think I know where you’re going with this.” I said. “Just say it.”

“I love you Andy, and I care about you, I really do, but I’m going to be over a thousand miles away, and it’s not fair to either of us. I think we…” she said, trailing off.

“Should break up?” I finished for her.

She nodded and looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “I hate doing this. My cousin tried a long distance relationship, and it ended badly, I don’t want that to happen to us.”

“I understand,” I said, taking her face in my hands, “I love you too. You’ll always hold a special place in my heart. But I agree with you. I don’t want you missing out on meeting a nice guy and eventually getting married and having kids or whatever.”

“I’ll always remember the good times we had together, but this is what’s best for us.” she said, “I’m glad you understand, I’m sure you’ll meet the future Mrs. Peterson out there somewhere.”

That was the last chance we had to see each other in person before the ceremony. Now, looking at her for what would most likely be the last time I flashed back to the first time she and I had sex, and I smiled. She caught the gleam in my eyes and playfully punched me in the chest.

“Stop mentally undressing me.” she said, laughing.

“Can’t help it, you’ve got a nice body.” I said.

“So do you, and I’m glad I was the first one to see it.” she said, blushing a bit. “That’s something no one can take away from us. I’m gonna miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too,” I said, “So don’t be a stranger. Drop me a line on social media or shoot me a text every now and then.”

“You too,” she said, smiling.

Over her shoulder I saw Aunt Roxy waving to me.

“Well, there’s my crazy aunt,” I said, “I gotta go.”

“Yeah, and I can see my dad,” she said, looking behind me.

We hugged each other and she gave me a kiss on the cheek, we broke the embrace and went our separate ways. Mom, grandma, grandpa, Aunt Roxy and I went to a local restaurant for a post graduation meal (as did most everyone else) before heading back home.

Once we got back home it was time for more graduation gifts. On top of Aunt Roxy’s car, mom got me a new phone and a Playstation 5, my grandparents got me a new laptop, and a prepaid Visa card with $100 on it. Aunt Roxy just looked at me.

“What?” she said, “I already gave you your present.”

“Roxanne!” Grandma chided her.

“I’m just kidding Dora,” she said, laughing. “Here you go.”

“Another key?” I asked, “What’s this one for?”

“Your apartment,” she said, “Remember how I told you we would help you find someplace to live? Well, as luck would have it, an old friend of mine, who owes me a favor, is a realtor in the area where your college is. She works with students who want to live in off-campus housing. She found you a nice place, and I’m gonna pay for it, so now you have somewhere to stay when you move in the fall.”

My college was just over the state line, about a five hour drive.

“You are the greatest aunt in the entire world.” I said.

“Who’s going to pay for it?” mom asked.

Aunt Roxy sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine. WE’RE going to pay for it. It even comes fully furnished. All it needs is an Andrew. Know where I can find one?”

“I think I might be able to help you with that.” I said.

Aunt Roxy and my grandparents stayed with mom and I for another hour before heading out leaving mom and I alone.

“I have one more present for you baby,” mom said once they were gone. She walked over to me, took me into her arms and kissed me. “It’s in the bedroom.”

I could feel my cock stirring in my pants, and hoped this was going where I thought it was. Once in the bedroom mom turned her back to me.

“Unzip me.” she said. “Get me out of this dress.”

I pulled the zipper down on the dress she had on and I slid it down off her shoulders until gravity took over and it pooled around her feet. She stepped out of it and kicked it off to the corner of the room. She turned to me in a sexy matching black bra and panty set. No wonder she wanted us to get dressed separately. This looked brand new.

“You like it?” she asked, “I got it just for you.”

“You look amazing mom.” I said. I started to take my clothes off, but she stopped me.

“Uh-uh,” she said, wiggling a finger at me. “Let me do that.”

She unbuttoned my dress shirt and ran her fingers over my torso before moving behind me pulling the shirt off, and tossed it to the opposite corner of the room. She circled back around in front of me and turned her back to me.

“Take off my bra.” she said.

I unclasped the bra and she slowly turned back around and let it fall away, revealing her gorgeous tits. I remembered running my hands over those magnificent orbs this morning in the shower, and wanted nothing more than to play with them again, but mom had other plans. She dropped to her knees and pulled my shoes and socks off, tossing them off into the corner of the room. She ran her hands up my legs and over the bulge in my crotch.

“Mmm, you’re ready for me aren’t you?” she purred, looking up at me with her captivating green eyes.

She slowly undid my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my dress pants. She looked up at me as she slowly pulled them down before focusing on the bulge in my underwear. I stepped out of my pants and they joined my shirt and shoes in the corner. She then hooked her fingers in the waistband of my underwear and pulled them down until my hard cock sprang free.

“So beautiful,” she sighed as she pulled my underwear off and tossed them off into the corner with the rest of my clothes.

She stood up and motioned for me to get on my knees in front of her. I knew what she wanted and dropped down, and with the same deliberate slowness, hooked my fingers in the waistband of her sexy black panties and pulled them down, revealing her bald pussy to me. She stepped out of her panties and motioned for me to stand up. She planted another kiss on me, pulling our bodies together. My cock throbbed as it was sandwiched between us.

“Get in bed.” she said, her voice down to a sultry whisper.

We slipped into bed and she gently ran her fingers along my torso, down to my cock.

“This is my final graduation present to you,” she said, “I’ve gone too long without a man between my legs, and I’ve teased you enough over the last couple of days. No more teasing. It’s time for you to fuck me.”

“Ever since the other night, all I could think about was sinking my cock into you and fucking your brains out.” I said. “It’s only been a couple of days, but I feel like I’ve been waiting a lifetime for you to say that.”

“We’re going to work up to that,” she said, “We have all night, and there’s a little something called foreplay.”

With Helen we had always gotten straight to the fucking, we were both too excited to work up to it. We got naked, I slapped on a condom and dove right in. We didn’t have all night, which was probably part of the reason it only took us 15 minutes tops from start to finish. The other part of it being we were excited to even be having sex, and make no mistake about it, Helen was a gorgeous girl, and the first time I feasted my eyes on her nubile 18 year old body, my cock was hard enough to break rocks. Even though it was the first time for both of us, and we had no idea of what to do other than insert tab A into slot B. It felt good, better than I could have imagined. But as exciting and fun as it was, I still had a curfew, so if mom thought I was out with my friends, I still had to be back at a certain time, so the sex was rushed with no foreplay.

“I know you’re excited, maybe a little nervous, but don’t be,” mom said, “I love you more than anything else in the world, and you know I would never do anything to hurt you.”

“I know mom,” I said, “I trust you.”

It was all so surreal; for the last 18 years, I had thought this woman was my biological mother, the woman who had bought me kicking and screaming into this world, I thought my father was just some jerk who she didn’t get along with, and I never looked at her as anything other than my good looking mother. Now in the space of just a few days, all that changed. I found out she was actually my aunt, but I’d been calling her my mother my entire life and saw no reason to stop, my father was her brother, and he and my birth mother had dropped me off with mom and taken off for parts unknown. She had never found the right way or time to tell me the truth until he called a couple of days ago wanting to come to my graduation and reconnect with me, despite the fact that he was facing serious legal ramifications. That night mom caught me jerking off, and that triggered something in her that led to her finishing me off. The next night she let me finger her, and last night she even sucked my cock. We had gotten each other off in the shower this morning and now we were about to fuck. I had never thought of my mother sexually, but for the last couple of days, it was all I could think about.

We kissed and were laying on our sides facing each other. “You’re a good kisser, but there’s so much more you can do with your mouth.”

She brushed her hair away from her neck, and I got the idea. While Helen and I hadn’t done any foreplay, she did like me nibbling on her neck during our hot and heavy make out sessions. She liked it even more when I did it when we started fucking. As my lips touched my mother’s smooth neck, I could still smell the lingering traces of her perfume.

“Mmm, very nice sweetie,” she purred as she ran her hands up and down my back. After letting me nibble on her neck for a couple of minutes, she guided my face back to hers so she could kiss me again. “Why don’t you suck on mommy’s tits for a bit. I know you like playing with my tits, and I like it too.”

I moved my face down to her chest and alternated running my tongue over both of her pert pink nipples. I sucked on her magnificent orbs, gently pinching her nipples with my hand while I had the other tit in my mouth. I felt her reach down between our bodies and grab my raging hard on. I was already leaking pre cum and she used her thumb to coat the head of my cock with the fluid and tease me. She would occasionally give my cock an appreciative squeeze, before going back to teasing the head.

I reached down between us and mom spread her legs, I easily found her engorged clit and started gently rubbing it. She sucked in a surprised breath as my fingers massaged her sensitive nub.

She pulled me up for another kiss, this one more passionate than the previous lip locks we shared.

“That’s it baby,” she moaned, “You’ve got the hang of this.”

She then pushed my head to the side and started nibbling on my neck. The feeling of her soft lips and warm breath on my neck made my cock throb in her hand, and I could feel her laugh.

“You like that, do you?” she asked, her lips pressed against my neck.

Before I could answer, I felt her tongue snake out and tease my neck as well. She kissed her way back up to my face, and licked my chin up to my lips before sliding her tongue into my mouth for another deep, passionate kiss. All the time still playing with my cock, while I played with her clit. I could feel the heat radiating out from her pussy, and I slid a finger down and could tell she was wet with anticipation. I slipped a finger into her and she squealed in pleasure as I worked a second finger into her warm opening.

She started stroking my cock as we kissed and masturbated each other

“Mom, I can’t wait any more, I need to fuck you.” I said, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”

“Then fuck me baby.” she said. “It is your present after all.”

Mom rolled onto her back and I crawled on top of her, our eyes met.

“I love you so much, mom.” I said.

“I love you too, baby,” she said, “Now fuck me.”

I reached down and guided my cock into my mother’s pussy. Due to my fingering of her, she was soaking wet and I easily slid all the way inside her. Mom moaned with pleasure. It felt different without a condom, I could feel each inch of my mother’s warm pussy wrap around my shaft as I sank into her depths.

“Oh my god,” I moaned, “You feel so good mom.”

“It’s all for you baby. The thought of your cock in me made me so wet.” she moaned, “I want this as much as you do. You feel so good inside me. Fuck me. Show me what you can do with that nice thick cock of yours.”

I started fucking my mother the same way I used to fuck Helen, but mom put a hand on my chest.

“Hey, hey, hey,” she said, “Slow down. What’s the rush? Take your time, I’m not going anywhere. We have all night.”

“Sorry mom,” I said, “But when Helen and I did it…”

“I’m not Helen,” mom said, “No offense to her, but she’s just a girl. I’m a woman, but I’m not just any woman. I’m your mother, and I’m going to teach you how to properly fuck a woman. By the time I get done with you, the girls will be breaking down your door for the chance to fuck you. Now roll over and lay on your back.”

I reluctantly pulled out of mom and rolled onto my back. She sat up and stretched and I admired her body as she did, then she straddled my body.

“We’re going to take this slow Andrew,” she said, reaching down and grabbing my cock, slick with her juices, “I’m not sending you out into the world without knowing how to please a woman. There’s more than one way to fuck a woman. I’m going to teach you all of them. You just follow my lead, okay?”

“Anything you say mom.” I said.

She lowered herself down and guided my cock into her and sank all the way down until our hips met, my cock all the way inside her warm, silky smooth cunt. I watched almost enraptured as her gorgeous shaved pussy swallowed my pulsating rod.

“We call this the cowgirl,” she said, leaning forward, planting her hands on either side of me.

She slowly started riding my cock, raising her hips until just the head was inside her, before slowly engulfing my cock in her warm embrace, then up again, slowly picking up the pace. I reached up and grabbed her tits that were jiggling just out of reach of my face. Mom lowered herself just a little more so I could get her tits into my mouth, and moaned as she picked up the pace even more.

“God your cock feels so good in my cunt,” she moaned, “Shit, I didn’t know it would be this good. Holy fuck baby, I can’t believe how big your cock is.”

She pushed herself up and grabbed my hands and put them on her tits as she pushed her chest out. I squeezed her tits as she kept riding me. She was going at a steady pace, just fast enough that we were both enjoying the feel of me inside her, but not so fast that we’d cum before we were ready.

After several pleasurable minutes she leaned down and kissed me again, “You get the idea?” she said. “I’m gonna roll us back over, and I want you to fuck me just like this, okay?”

I nodded, and mom expertly locked her arms and legs around me and rolled us over so I was on top of her. I started fucking her at the same even pace she had used.

“That’s it baby,” she said, “Stretch mommy’s pussy out with that cock. Drive that fucking monster deep inside me. Show me how much you love me, how much you appreciate everything I’ve done for you.”

I looked down at the woman who, while she hadn’t given birth to me, had sacrificed just as much as if she had. She was always there for me, and I couldn’t help but to think of all the times she hugged me close and made me feel like all that existed was just the two of us. I felt the same way now. Nothing else existed, no one else existed. Just the two of us. I let my eyes trail down from her gorgeous face to her perfect tits, across her flat stomach and down to where my 18 year old cock was driving into her 44 year old pussy. While I wasn’t keeping accurate time or anything, I knew that if I was with Helen, we would have probably been done by now. Mom started teasing me by clamping down as I pulled out and smiled up at me when I looked at her with a surprised look on my face.

“I bet Helen never did that, did she?” mom asked.

“That feels fucking amazing,” I grunted.

“That’s my way of telling you to slow down,” mom said, “Remember, we have all night, and this is only the beginning. I hope you didn’t make any plans for tomorrow, because you won’t be able to walk when I get done with you. Tonight, you belong to me.”

I didn’t realize I had picked up the pace. “Sorry mom, but it feels so fucking good.”

“I know it does,” she said, “But that doesn’t mean you have to slam into my pussy like a wild animal. There’s a time and place for that. But not tonight, take your time, enjoy the feel of my body.”

I went back to the steady pace we had established before, and within a few minutes mom was on the edge.

“Oh fuck baby,” she grunted, “I’m so fucking close! Give it to me honey, fuck your mother! Fuck me with that huge cock! Make me cum! OH FUCK!”

Mom let loose with another ear splitting scream of pleasure that echoed throughout the house as her body vibrated beneath me, and I felt her pussy clamp down on me and I realized I had just fucked my mother to an intense orgasm. I could feel her pussy juices flowing out of her as I continued to hammer her cunt.

It all became too much. The smell of sex in the room, the faint scent of mom’s perfume, the sight of her naked body beneath me, the warmth of her cunt now that she had cum and was even wetter than before, the indescribable feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her and the fact that she was my mother was just too much to take.

“Oh fuck, mom, I can’t… fuck… I can’t hold out… fuck, I’m cumming!”

“Yes, baby,” she purred, “Cum in mommy’s cunt. Fill me up with that sweet young cum!”

I let loose with a wordless howl of pleasure as I exploded deep inside my mother’s pussy. I shoved my pulsating dick deep inside her and collapsed on top of her, moaning into her shoulder as my cock throbbed inside her, filling her with all the cum I’d been saving all day just for her.

“Yes, that’s it baby,” she cooed in my ear, “Shoot all that hot cum inside me, don’t hold back. Give me every drop.”

I didn’t think I had so much cum in me, but it felt like I would never stop cumming, but eventually I did. I slowly pulled out and rolled off of her.

“You did so good, baby,” mom said, gently stroking my sweat-covered face. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Oh my god mom,” I gasped, “That was… that was… I can’t even find the words to describe how good that felt.”

“It’s okay Andy,” she said, “You don’t need to say anything. I know how you feel. I can feel your sweet cum inside me. That says more than any words can. Why don’t you rest for a bit and when you’re ready we can go again.”

“Again?” I asked, finally turning to look at her. “Mom, I don’t know if I can go again.”

“You let me worry about that.” she said, smiling. “I have my ways to get you up again. Just relax.”

She pulled me to her, and snuggled with me, my face just above her tits. She was running one hand along my side from my hip up along my chest to my shoulder and back down, gently trailing her nails along my skin. With her other hand she was stroking my hair as she held me to her chest. She was using her soothing tone of voice telling me how much she loved me, how proud she was of me, and what a good son I was. I’m not sure how long we stayed like that, but the sound of her soothing voice, the smell of her perfume (faint, but it was still there), the feel of her body pressed against mine and her hand lightly trailing up and down my side soon got the blood flowing to my cock again.

“See?” she said, when she felt my cock brush her leg as it grew. “I told you I have my ways.”

We both looked down to watch my cock grow back to its full length. I’d never been able to go twice in such a short period of time. I once tried masturbating twice in a row, but I had to give up when my dick stayed limp and my arm got sore.

“You ready to fuck me again?” mom asked. “Because I need to feel you in me again.”

I gently cupped my mother’s face in my hand and kissed her. “Let’s fuck mom.”

“You ever fuck Helen from behind?” Mom asked as we disengaged from our embrace and she got up on her hands and knees, “Because I want to feel your cock hammering me from behind.”

In response I got in position behind mom, and looked down at the smooth, firm skin of her ass.

“Damn mom,” I said, “You’ve got an amazing ass.”

She wiggled it at me, “You like it baby?”

“It’s exquisite.”

I grabbed my cock and instead of entering mom, I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit. She moaned and whined with disappointment when I didn’t enter her.

“Andrew, stop teasing me,” mom whined, “Fuck me.”

I teased her one last time and then pushed my cock deep inside her, and she squealed with pleasure as I slowly penetrated her, until I was all the way in. Mom looked back over her shoulder at me.

“Remember what I said before about taking it slow?” She said, “Forget that. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can. Hammer my fucking cunt.”

“Anything for you mom,” I said, grabbing her hips, “Ready?”

“I’ll always be ready for you baby,” she said.

I started off slow to get into a rhythm, and then gave my mother what she wanted, a fast and furious fucking like I used to give Helen. The only difference was when I fucked Helen, we used to go fast because we knew we didn’t have all the time in the world, since we could only get together when her father was on one of his business trips. He would occasionally call to make sure she was okay, and if she didn’t answer right away he’d keep calling worried that something was wrong. Once he’d called literally just as I entered her, and that almost killed the mood. But now I was under no such restrictions. My mother wanted it hard and fast, so I gave it to her. She was grunting and moaning, whipping her head back and forth, and I could feel her reaching back to massage her clit as I slammed into her.

“Oh my fucking god, baby,” she moaned, “You are fucking mommy so good. Fuck me harder, honey. Give me everything you’ve got! That’s it! Slam that fucking hard cock into my cunt!”

I looked from where my cock was entering mom’s pussy, watched the firm flesh of her perfect ass jiggle as my hips collided with it, up along her sweaty back, to the mane of platinum blonde hair that was whipping back and forth in sexual ecstasy.

“Oh god, Andy,” she screamed, “You’re making mommy cum! OH FUCK!”

She screamed out a wordless cry of orgasmic pleasure as she came, and clamped her pussy down on my cock, and I could feel her juices seep out of her, and soak my balls and the inside of her thighs as her body shuddered.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, once her orgasm had run it’s course. “That was fucking intense.”

I had slowed down a bit as mom came, and she slowly pulled herself off of my still stiff prick. She rolled over onto her back, spread her legs and held her arms out to me. I took the cue, mounted my mother and slid my cock back into her. She pulled me down for a long, deep, passionate kiss as I started fucking her again.

“I have the best son in the entire world,” she said, “Takes such good care of his mommy.”

“I’ve got the best mom in the world,” I said, “Not to mention the hottest. I love you so fucking much mom.”

“I love you too baby,” she purred, “My sweet, sweet boy.”

I used the same pace as earlier, when I first fucked mom. As much fun as it was fucking her from behind, being on top of her like this, being able to look at her beautiful face, the pride in her eyes as she watched me fuck her, the moans of pleasure as my cock slid in and out of her, the feel of her hands on my body, her legs wrapped around my hips, the feel of her tits against my chest, the feel of her lips against mine when we kissed and of course the silky smooth walls of her cunt engulfing my thrusting cock was so much better.

I lasted longer than I had the first time, but eventually I felt my orgasm building, and knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh fuck mom… I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum on my tits,” she said, “I want to feel your hot cum on my tits. I want to watch your cum shoot out of your cock.”

I pumped her a few more times and then pulled my cock out and moved up to straddle her chest, using my free hand to balance myself on the headboard, I used my other hand to masturbate over my mother’s heaving tits which she pressed together, a look of breathless anticipation on her face.

I let loose with a cry of pleasure as I came, aiming the head of my cock at my mother’s majestic mounds. The second orgasm felt more intense than the first one, and to my surprise, I came just as much as I did the first time, covering both of my mother’s jugs with a generous slathering of cum. She looked like a kid at Christmas as she watched my cum shoot out of my cock and onto her tits.

When I was spent I collapsed on the bed next to her, and she looked over at me, still holding her cum covered tits. She wiped most of it up on her fingers and licked them clean.

“I think I’m gonna need another shower,” she said, “Care to join me?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“No.”

We washed up and slipped back into bed.

“That was good baby,” she said, “But I’ve got so much more to show you. I’m going to spend all summer showing you how to please a woman. Like I said, the girls will be kicking in your door for a chance to get at that cock of yours. But for now, it’s mine, and so are you.”

She kissed me one last time, turned off the lights and once again we snuggled together and as we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. I thought things couldn’t get better than this.

I was wrong.