Literotic asexstories – Genius Mother to Dumb Mommy by bombasticbabes,bombasticbabes Chapter 1 The Crash
“Get me the report first thing tomorrow morning, Stevens!” Angela was angry. Why are people so stupid? Especially men. She always had to put out fires her employees started. Sometimes because they were being dumb, other times because they were lazy. She hung up the phone. “When did working hard and working smart become so rare, Farid?” Her driver Farid was one of the people she could depend on.
“I don’t know Miss.” Farid always called her Miss. Actually it’s Mrs. she thought. I am married but then again I didn’t even take his last name. I wear the proverbial pants in this relationship, I am the provider. The only reason she got married in the first place is because her husband John got her pregnant in college. It was some kind of issue with her birth control, unforeseeable. She was ready to abort but her husband offered to take care of the child so she could focus on her career, which was more promising than his anyway. “I need you to hurry today Farid, I can not be late to this next meeting.” She felt the limousine speed up.
Ivy league college, math major, straight A’s. Her trajectory was clear. She appreciated her husband’s gesture, it was clearly rational, at least if you want the keep the child. At the time she got more comfortable with the idea. What if it’s a girl? She thought. She could educate her, teach her and ultimately she would have her perfect successor. Someone who understands what it’s like to be the smartest in every room.
When her son was born, Angela couldn’t help but be disappointed. She didn’t hate men but they have so many flaws. They are impulsive, physically aggressive and beholden to their urges. Well, maybe she did hate them a little bit. Her husband suggested the name ‘Adam’. “He could be a fresh start for the male sex. The first man that lives up to your standard” He said. Angela wondered if that was a dig against her or her husband. She also wasn’t religious at all but she did know that Adam did not live up to God’s standards and was kicked out of Eden. That irony must have escaped her husband. “Take the right on 3rd. we can take. shortcut.” “As you wish, Miss.”
Adam turned 18 a week ago and he was everything Angela had feared he would be.
He was a lazy slob, obsessed with girls and video games. He did work out but only for vanity and he had no interest in the things that actually mattered. She had noticed that he had gotten cocky in recent months. He had started to fill out and was now almost 200 lbs. At 6 foot 2 he towered over her.
At his age, Angela was applying to the best colleges, doing extra curricular activities to boost her resume and studying the semester course work ahead of time. Adam was squandering the potential he had. He did get half of her genes. Adam was smart, she would give him that. He had an easy time at school despite never picking up a textbook.
She theorised that her husband John was to blame for her son’s lack of ambition. Men are primitive and they learn by example. John had no ambition either. He seemed content with being a house husband. He kept himself in shape, went to events with her, could hold pleasant conversation with shareholders but that was about the extent of his skills. John was a trophy husband. He was handsome and tall, presentable, she thought. Unlike successful men and their trophy wives however, there was no sexual tension between them. John had an obnoxiously high libido but Angela had no time for such things. Not only was her mind at work all the time, she did not feel attracted to John. Being a stay at home husband did not exactly send sparks flying for her.
“Farid, we really need to hurry.”
Her son had definitely inherited his libido from his father. Being a teenager it was already in overdrive. She knew this because why else would an 18 year old lock his bedroom door or shower for 30 minutes. Adam’s masturbatory behaviour had gotten out of hand (no pun intended). He was horny all the time. Angela had caught him ogling her friend Karen’s breasts. Karen liked the attention, which is why she got her breasts enhanced in the first place but it was still embarrassing.
“Just overtake him Farid!”
When she got home, she and her husband would have a serious discussion with Adam, maybe even cut his allowance. No more laziness, no more jerking off everywhere.
A jolt went through the car. Farid had tried overtaking a truck. The oncoming traffic was getting a bit too close too fast, so Farid swerved back into his lane. The limousine’s rear hit the truck’s front and they turned sideways. The truck must have weighed several tons and showed no signs of stopping. The limousine flipped and Angela was thrown around the backseat. She caught glimpses of grey street and blue sky in quick succession outside the window. Angela was catapulted to the front. She saw the dashboard rushing toward her. Then nothing. Black.
Chapter 2 Bad news
Adam was sprinting up the stairs, taking 3 steps at a time. In his mind was the image of his classmate Becky, showing her skills on the balance beam. Her voluptuous tits fighting against her sports bra and gravity while a dozen teenage boys stared at her, drooling. Adam was one of those boys and now he had an erection the size of the Eiffel tower trying to break free from his pants. P.E. class had been the source of many of these erections and this one was particularly bad. He made it to his room in record time. No one home, he thought. He grabbed the tub of vaseline he kept in his nightstand and plopped down at his desk. Throwing off his pants, his enormous cock sprang free.
Like second nature, Adam had opened Becky’s Instagram account on his laptop. Becky made being a slut an artform and social media was her canvas. Rows and rows of scantily clad bikini photos decorated her page. Ever since she turned 18, the pictures had reached a new level of promiscuity. Rumor has it that even teachers followed her page and jerked off to her perfectly sculpted E cup knockers.
Adam reached into the vaseline and spread a good amount on his hands. He had recently started using both hands to masturbate. The size of his dick made fitting two hands at once no problem and he started massaging in the vaseline. Looking at Becky’s newest photo, he imagined what it would be like to have his face between her soft globes. Adam was definitely a boob guy, there was no doubt. No big breasted woman was safe from being ravaged in his fantasies. Karen, a friend of his mom had especially gotten his attention. Her mature yet fit body made him salivate. She had mammaries that were too perfect to be natural, he thought. His mom would probably know, but there was no way he could ask her. Adam’s mom Angela had appeared in some of his recent fantasies. A fact that he was not too happy about. It was not like the other fantasies. When he masturbated to the thought of Karen’s body, his mom’s face sometimes appeared instead of Karen’s. They were the same age at 36.
Adam’s mom was not exactly his type. He did like milfs but his mom did not have large boobs. She was also not as fit as he would usually prefer. Her ass was great though, there was no hiding that thing, no matter how formal her clothing was. Adam would feel worse about the fantasies if his mom was not such a bitch to him. He could feel his orgasm getting close, stroking the length of his dick. Grabbing a bunch of tissues from his desk, he got ready. He listened one last time to make sure nobody was home, then he let go. “Oh fuck yes Becky! Take it you slut!” He yelled. He could feel the ropes of cum travel along every inch of his dick. Adam knew he came a lot. Pornstars were his reference and even their cum shots looked like dribble next to the flood of sperm he would produce. Cumming inside the tissues he held over his cockhead, Adam relaxed. His sex drive was a full time job. Sneaking off at school, at dinner, at friend’s houses. He just had to get it out or he could not function. He cleaned up and put his pants back on. The thought of his mom lingered in his mind.
“ADAM! GET DOWN HERE!” John yelled up the staircase. Oh shit, Adam thought, he heard me. “Yes, I am coming, chill out.” John heard his son shout back. The kid does not understand the seriousness of this situation John thought.
“What’s up dad?” Adam asked trotting down the stairs.
“Adam, listen to me. Your mom is in the hospital, she had a car accident. She is still alive but badly injured. We have to go there right now.”
Adam thought his dad was kidding for a second, then the reality set in. He saw the concerned look, the shaking hands, the uneasy stance.
“I know this is a lot but you need to drive. I am to shaken up and I do not want to risk anything else happening today. Here.” John handed his son the car keys.
Adam was to stunned to speak but he took the keys and put on his shoes.
In the car Adam finally spoke up “How bad is it?”
“The doctor said she is unconscious. She took a very bad hit to the head.”
“Fuck, but you said she’ll live? Was she driving?”
“No, Farid was driving. He tried overtaking a truck and messed up. The car flipped several times.”
Farid was Angela’s driver and had always been nice to Adam. He was concerned. “Is Farid okay?”
“Farid got it worse than your mom. He is in a coma right now.”
“Holy fuck. When did this happen?”
“About an hour ago, I came right from the gym to pick you up.”
Chapter 3 The hospital
Arriving at the hospital, a nurse led them to Angela’s room. Under different circumstances, Adam might have noticed the nurse’s inappropriate cleavage but he had other worries. They reached a room in the ICU where his mom laid on a bed. She was dressed in a hospital gown. Her head was heavily bandaged and IVs were hooked up to her arm. A doctor was standing over her, listening to her heart with a stethoscope. “Are you the family of Mrs. Whittaker? Husband and son? My name is Doctor Kline.”
“Doctor, give it to me straight. How bad is it?” His dad asked.
“Mr. Whittaker, the crash left your wife in a bad state. We have stabilized her but she suffered serious head trauma. We have discovered several bleeds in her brain.”
“Oh God, what does that mean? Will she be paraplegic? In a vegetative state?”
“No not quite. Her physical body will recover fully. The bleeds we have analyzed are consistent with brain imbecility mediated by occlusion.”
“Can you speak English?” Adam got increasingly mad at the situation.
“The bleeding shut of important pathways in her brain and we do not know how much damage was done. Your mother will most likely experience a substantial decline in intelligence. We will not know until she wakes up but we are expecting a drop of around 60 IQ points.”
Adam was speechless. His genius mother would wake up an idiot? This was insane. How would she do her job? Would they have to take care of her 24 hours a day?
“Doctor, this is a lot all at once…” John said. “I understand Mr. Whittaker. The good news is, your wife will wake up in the next hour or so. I will leave you some time alone. Please stay here and call the nurse when she does.” The doctor left the room. Adam looked at his Dad. John slumped down into a chair and buried his face in his hands. Going over to his mother, Adam took a closer look. She had scratches and bruises but it was a miracle that she did not break any bones. Damn, he thought, her head must have taken the entire impact.
“Dad, do you need anything? Can I get you a water or something?” Adam asked John. “No Adam. Thank you but I can’t drink anything right now. I can’t do anything right now. This is bad son.” Adam nodded.
Angela groaned, slowly opening her eyes and adjusting to the bright room she was in. “Where am I?” She whispered. “Honey, oh my God you are awake!” John ran over to the bed. “Stay calm, you are in the hospital with Adam and me. You were in a car crash. Do you remember?”
“I don’t know. It’s hazy…”
“Adam go get the nurse!”
Adam quickly left the room and rushed down the hallway to the nurse’s desk. When he saw her he noticed her looks for the first time. Wow, he thought, she is hot. Shaking his head he tried to concentrate on the matter at hand. “Hey, the doctor said to get you when my mom wakes up. Well, she just did.”
“Oh, that’s great. I will come right away. You poor boy. I am so sorry for what happened to you.” Boy? She is barely older than I am, he thought. “It’s fine. I mean it sucks but at least she is alive.”
“Right, I can not imagine how hard this must be for you and your dad. He must be heartbroken that his wife was so badly hurt. What is his name again?” His name? She did not even ask for my name. “It’s John, can we go now? My mom needs some medical attention.” He said annoyed at this chick wasting time. He glanced at her name tag, Clara. He also quickly glanced over to her cleavage. He would make sure to have nurse Clara scream his name in his dreams tonight, even if she did not ask for it.
Arriving at his mom’s room, Nurse Clara went over to Adam’s dad. “Mr. Whittaker, I am so sorry for what you are going through.” She put a hand on his arm. What the fuck, Adam thought, is this bitch flirting with my dad while my injured mom is right next to him? “It’s fine, please take a look at my wife.” John said. Clara lingered on his arm a bit too long, keeping eye contact. Then she went over to Angela. “Mrs. Whittaker, my name is Clara, I am your nurse. Do you know where you are?”
“The hospital?”
“Yes that is correct. You were in a car accident and suffered severe head trauma.”
“I don’t know a Shawna.”
Everyone was silent for a second. Adam and John looked at each other, worried.
“What?” Nurse Clara asked perplexed.
“You said ‘several Shawnas’ or something, right? I don’t know a Shawna.”
“Mrs. Whittaker, I said ‘severe head trauma’.”
“Oh, okay. Big word.” Angela chuckled. “My head hurts, ouchy”
“I can give you some pain medication to help with that.” Clara went over to the IV and opened a valve. “I will now have to perform a few tests with you, Mrs. Whittaker. Don’t worry, they are routine.”
“Okay. That’s fine…right honey?” Angela asked John.
“Uh, yeah, that’s fine of course. Go ahead Clara.” His wife never asked for his opinion on anything, he thought.
“Okay, please follow my finger with your eyes.” Clara extended her index finger and slowly moved it from left to right in front of Angela’s face.
Adam and John watched in shock, as Angela struggled to keep up with the slow and steady movement of the nurse’s hand.
“Was that good? How did I do?” Angela asked innocently.
“This is not about doing good or bad. The test is just to establish a baseline. For the next test, I will need you to count to 10 and back down again.”
Come on, Adam thought. Surely it could not be that bad…
“Oh this I can do!” Angela said excitedly. “One, two, three…four…five……seve- no…six……….” John watched as his ex-genius wife started counting with her fingers and mouthing the numbers. Adam tried his best to hold in a chuckle. This was ridiculous. His mother was a math wizard always on his case for not bringing homes A’s in calculus.
“….seven….eight….nine…..ten!” Angela said proudly, looking at nurse Clara.
“Good job Mrs. Whittaker. We will skip counting down for now. I will ask you a few questions now. What is your name?”
“Angela.”
“Good. And where do you live?”
“A house” Adam stared at his mom.
“Right…and what do you do for work?”
“I have a company. I do numbers but much bigger than the numbers we just did. They are really, really big.” Angela extended her arms to indicate how big the numbers were.
“Mhm and how old are you?”
Angela looked confused. I was born on May 1st, she thought. 1988 was the year. What a high number…it was overwhelming.
“More than this much.” Angela showed her ten fingers.
“Stop kidding around mom. She’s 36.” Adam snarled. “Adam! Watch your tone.” His father said.
“Okay. Thank you Mrs. Whittaker. That will be all.” Clara turned to John. “Mr. Whittaker, John. Do you mind if I call you John?” I mind, Adam thought. “We have to keep your wife over night. Tomorrow at noon, you are clear to take her home. Clearly the damage is extensive. Do not worry.” She put her hand on his arm again. “I will be with you every step of the way. There will be regular check ups to assess your wife’s development.”
“Thank you nurse…erm, Clara.” John said.
Clara left the room. Adam looked at his mom who was staring blankly at the wall. He walked over to his dad. “Dad, what was up with that nurse, huh? She was overtly flirting with you, while mom is in this condition. That’s wildly inappropriate.” Adam whispered.
“Oh, uh, I didn’t notice to be honest but yeah, it would be.” His dad responded. Adam could tell he meant it.
“Honey, are you feeling better? Still in pain?” John asked his wife.
“Oh no honey, I feel fine. The nice nurse really helped.” Angela said.
“That’s good. Honey do you understand what happened? The crash really hurt your head.”
“Oh yes I can tell.”
“You can?”
“Well yeah, I got this big bandage on it and it hurts.”
“Right…there will be a lot of things to take care of Angela. I think it would be best, if Adam and I gave you some rest. Tomorrow we will take you home with us. Is that okay.”
“Sure honey, that sounds good!”
John gave his son a look. “Um, okay mom. I hope you get better soon. Uh…bye?” Adam did not know what to say in this situation.
“Bye baby. See you tomorrow. I love you both.” Angela said and smiled.
What the hell is going on, Adam thought. Did she just call me ‘baby’? Did she just smile? At me? ‘I love you both’? She never said those things. “Okay, yeah…you too mom.”
Chapter 4 Business as usual
Back at home Adam was sitting on his bed. His father had told him to get some sleep and that they would talk to the company board after school. After the meeting they would go pick up his mom. On the ride home, thinking of the sexy nurse had given Adam an erection but he had quickly lost it, thinking of how she treated him and made moves on his dad. He lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. How would his life change now that his mom had her ‘condition’? Adam had to admit to himself that he did not know what his mother did at work or even what the company did. Doesn’t matter, he thought. If it is anything more complicated than counting to 10 she won’t be able to do it anyway. What a crazy thought. His mother can barely count to ten. School was quite easy for Adam. He could get by without putting in effort in any of his classes. At least his mother had given him that. Of course ‘getting by’ did not meet his mom’s standard. She insisted that he be top of the class but he had other things on his mind. Things his mom could not understand. His ‘new’ mom could not even understand words at a 5th grade level. Adam sighed.
John was also on his bed. He thought about his wife back when they met. She was 18, the youngest senior in college. John only got into the college because of a football scholarship. He was a promising quarter back then. His son unfortunately did not care for sports, only for ‘working out’. Angela was not only a genius, she was beautiful. People compared her to a younger Christy Turlington back then. At first, John thought he had no chance with her. Her ambition outshined any advances made by other students. One day she came to him, sat him down and talked about how they should start dating. Her reasoning was purely rational. She had ambitions in a business world dominated by men. A quarter back husband would give her an in with many fat cats. John did not care why she proposed dating but he was not going to say no. The first time they had sex, she was cold and clinical. There was no passion, just something she would have to put up with in their relationship. She was on a birth control pill of some kind. Two weeks after John took her virginity, she told him he had gotten her pregnant. She was on a birth control pill of some kind. Initially, John thought she had gotten pregnant on purpose to trap him into a marriage. The way she put blame on him and was genuinely angry showed him that it really was an accident. She offered to abort the baby but John would not accept that. It felt wrong, emotionally. His wife did not have quarrels like that. In her mind, this baby stood in the way of her career. It would sabotage her success before she even graduated. That was when John offered to take care of the child. His college courses had not given him the slightest idea of what he wanted to do as a career and he figured that his football playing was more promising anyway. He could train and compete with a kid, he thought. Then, when he one his first ring, Angela would take a step back from her career and focus on the child and house herself.
Of course that did not happen. 6 months after the child was born, Angela was already working in some hedgefund, making more money, than John’s rich uncle. John meanwhile had crushed his knee cap in a scuffle, so his football career was over. That’s when their dynamic was set into stone. He was the house husband, stay at home dad, she was the boss bitch, showing the business world how it’s done. Over the years, John had built up quite a lot of frustration about this situation. He loved his son of course but they did not really share a bond. His wife barely slept with him and it seemed that while she was happy with their arrangement, it made him less attractive to her.
He remembered what his son had told him at the hospital. That nurse Clara…She did flirt with him. He was not ugly. In fact he was handsome, tall man in his prime. His wife did not understand what she was missing. Clara was young and beautiful. She could have anyone but chose to flirt with him. This realization gave him confidence and put him at ease. Of course he was not going to reciprocate Clara’s advances. He was married after all. On the other hand, he had no idea who it was that he was bringing home tomorrow after noon. His ‘old’ wife was gone…
The next day, Adam was sitting in school. He had zoned out completely. His friend Tyler kicked him under the table, pulling him out of his trance. “Bro, you have been staring at Ms. Carver’s ass for 15 minutes. I know she has bangin body but I feel like I have to step in before she catches you doing it.” Tyler said.
“I wasn’t staring at her ass. I just zoned out.” Adam said, leaning back in his chair.
“Yeah whatever bro. You were locked the fuck in. What is up with you? Is it your mom?”
“Yes. We will go pick her up today after school. I am not sure how to feel about it.”
“I know this sucks. You told me she was different though. Nicer.”
“I guess so…She was also really, really dumb. You would not believe it. I mean, you know her so let me tell you it’s jarring.”
“That’s too bad. I always liked how bossy your mom was. It made her even hotter.”
Now Adam kicked Tyler under the table. “Shut the fuck up you pervert. If she quits her job my dad will have to go to work and I will be stuck at home with that airhead. My dad has not had a job ever. What is he even gonna do?”
“But doesn’t your mom run a whole company? You guys are probably loaded and don’t even know. I wouldn’t mind being stuck at home with your mom…” Tyler grinned. Adam gave him an angry look.
“I have no idea how the company is doing. What if it’s on the verge of bankruptcy and we just get loaded with debt?”
“Knowing your mom, that’s not the case.”
Tyler was right. Adam’s ‘old’ mom was the smartest woman he knew. The company was probably fine.
“Well, I will find out soon. They scheduled a board meeting to inform us about the next steps.”
When Adam came into the office, his dad was already trying to set up the laptop. The board asked for the meeting to be remote, because some members would be attending from other countries. Adam had no idea the company had an international presence. “Let me help you with that.” He told his dad. John very rarely stepped foot into his wife’s office. Why would he?
Adam booted up the meeting software. There were 20 people in the call. Names from all over the world. The board had already made a decision on how to proceed. They were very matter of fact. Figures, Adam thought. His mom would not have hired emotional people, let alone appointed them to her board.
After assessing Angela’s condition, they had set up a new dividend structure. As CEO, Angela had reinvested all dividend back into the company and took home relatively little. Her stake in the company meant that she earned tens of millions of dollars every year. Adam and John were dumbfounded. They had no idea Angela was making this much money. The board had set up a trust, giving half the dividends to Angela and the other half to John. Everyone agreed that this was best. It was unclear whether ‘new’ Angela could responsibly handle the money and there would be a trial period. The call took maybe 5 minutes. There was no time for questions. As Adam shut down the laptop his father stared out the window.
“I can not believe she hid this from us.” He said.
“Well, maybe she just had no reason to tell us. She was best informed to handle the money anyway, right?” Adam responded.
“I don’t know. I am relieved actually. At least financially we have nothing to worry about, obviously. Even if the company goes down next year, we’ll have enough for this life.”
John was torn between being mad at Angela for not telling him and feeling elated that they were taking care of thanks to her.
“Alright, let’s go pick up your mom.”
Chapter 5 Homecoming
Adam and John helped his mom down the stairs of the hospital. She was a bit shaky on her feet. Adam let her in the car, opening the door for her. “Thank you, what a mentalman.” His mom said.
“What? Do you mean gentleman?”
“Oh uh…yes maybe. Mental is a word I heard a lot today.” Angela giggled.
Adam shook his head and closed the door.
“I’ll go inside to talk to the doctor one more time. Stay here and wait for me.” John told his son. Adam sighed. “Fine.”
His mother was sitting in the backseat, smiling lightly. “Um…do you wanna sit in the front? I mean, maybe you have a bad feeling back there.”
“No I am fine. Why would I feel bad?” Angela asked.
“Nevermind, it’s fine.”
“Baby, could you turn on some music?”
Adam turned around and stared at his mother. What? His ‘old’ mom found Mozart to be ‘just noise’. “You wan’t me to put on music? What do you want to listen to?”
“Hmm, I don’t know…radio?”
Radio…Adam turned the radio to some channel playing the most recent one hit wonders. He looked back at his mom, who was tapping her fingers to the beat and rhythmically swaying. Adam took a quick glance at her chest. He imagined what Karen’s boobs would look like bouncing up and down to the music. His mom wore a t-shirt she got from the hospital. There was no bouncing to be seen. Adam was relieved. He did not need his urges to be triggered right now. He looked outside and saw his father saying something to nurse Clara and making his way down the steps. He entered the car. “Okay. I just talked to the doctor and he has given me the date for your next appointment. He also gave me a workout plan he wants you to follow. Do you understand?”
“Yes honey.” his wife said.
“The ‘doctor’ huh?” Adam said, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes. Doctor Grey.” ‘Doctor Kline’ Adam thought. His Dad was showing some interest in Clara. Whatever, his Dad was just not used to the attention.
When they got home, they helped his mother up the stairs to the master bedroom. “Okay honey, I think you should take a shower to wash off the hospital.”
“But we just left the hospital. How would I wash it off?”
Adam snickered. John glared at him. “It was a turn of phrase. I just meant that you should wash yourself.”
“Oh okay.” Angela said.
Adam turned around to leave. “Wait a minute Adam. I need to talk to you for a second. I know this is hard for you. It’s hard for all of us. Especially your mother. That is why we need your help. I need you to pitch in while she gets better okay?”
Adam was had not heard a word of what his dad said. He was staring at his mom who had just stripped down to just her panties and was in the process of taking those off too. John turned around to see what was taking Adam’s attention. “Angela! What are you doing?”
“Getting naked? I used to shower naked right?”
“Of course but can you wait until your son is out of the room? Jesus. Adam get out, quit staring.” John pushed Adam out of the room and shut the door.
Adam entered his room. He was breathing heavy. He locked himself in. Holy shit, he thought. He hadn’t seen this much of his mother’s body, ever. She never even went to the pool. All she ever wore were business outfits, emphasizing modesty, professionalism and formality. When she undressed, she revealed her curvy body to him. He knew or suspected that her ass was well shaped but her entire body had curves in all the right places. She had wide hips and a small waist that made her look like a fertility statue or something. Adam gulped. An erection of apocalyptic proportions was threatening to burst out of his pants. He took them off and looked at his dick, engorged with blood. His heart pounding. He sat down at his desk and could not help himself but start stroking. He was thinking about his mother’s legs and how they perfectly accentuated her matronly hourglass figure. Her boobs were about what he expected. Not big but nicely shaped. She carried a few extra pounds but they only exaggerated the curvy landscape that was seared into Adam’s brain. Adam spit in his hands, there was no time to get lube. He was stroking his cock violently. In his mind, he was licking a bead of sweat of his mothers hip, running his hands along her legs, kissing her ass and fondling her tits. Without warning, Adam exploded shooting rope after rope of cum on his desk. Even for him this was ridiculous. For a second he thought he might die of dehydration when the flow of spunk finally subsided. Adam slumped back into his chair. Jesus Christ. Jesus H. Fucking Christ. That was the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. He did not feel as spent as he should. Just thinking of his mom made his cock twitch again. Reality started to set it. This was not as easy to deny as the times his mother’s face appeared in his fantasies. He did not jerk off to Karen, her jerked off to his mom full stop.
Why was this happening? He felt little attraction to his ‘old’ mom other than the occasional glance at her ass. But that could have been anyone’s ass. What he just saw was inextricably linked with his mom. Why was this happening to him? Maybe his ‘old’ mom’s personality acted as a dam against the flood of oedipal urges that were just released.
He was having a hard time accepting this. What if the stress was causing him to act this way? No. The news about his mom’s accident stressed him but that all went away after the board meeting. His family was rich and his bitchy mom had gotten a behavioral adjustment. So if the feelings were in fact real…what can he do about it? He could ask Becky out if he wanted, hell even asking Karen out on a date felt more plausible than making advances on his own mom. But then…would his ‘new’ mom even notice if he tried to seduce her? An idea crept into his mind. An idea that stormed through all of the ethical walls he had put up in his brain. An idea that was so fucked up it made him shudder.
Could he manipulate his ‘new’ dumb mom into having sex with him? Adam inhaled sharply. Holy shit, that is too much to think about right now. Alright, this is what he was going to do. He would give himself two weeks. Two weeks where he would let his urges develop or die out. Maybe this really was just a fluke. If the feelings persisted, he would get serious.
John had heard his wife showering and blow drying her hair. Angela left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. “You were right honey. I feel better now.” She had taken the bandage off her head. There was no visible wound. Apparently, the impact was dull. The hospital did not even have to cut her hair.
“Angela honey, I need to ask you something.” John said.
“Are you okay with your situation? The company and your job were your life.”
“Yes, I think so. It means that I get more time with you and Adam. That’s good. I really don’t remember what I did at my job. Something with numbers. Big numbers, like way bigger than 10.” John looked at her. He still felt bad.
“Right. What do you want to do now?”
“I don’t know, maybe sit down.”
“No, I mean in general. With your life, your time?”
“Oh. I am not sure…what do you do?”
“You know what I do. I take care of the house and Adam. I have hobbies, I work out.”
“Well, that’s what I wanna do!” Angela’s face lit up. “I can take care of the house and Adam. I want hobbies. I already have a training plan from the doctor!”
John thought about this for a minute. Could Angela help in the house without starting a fire? “Okay, honey how about this. Tomorrow you can help me with some chores. We’ll see how you like it.”
“Really honey? Oh thank you so much!” Angela kissed John on the cheek. ‘Old’ Angela sometimes kissed him on the cheek but it was just to fulfill her marital obligations. This kiss was full of love and gratitude. He was ashamed to admit that it made him think of nurse Clara and the way she touched him.
He wondered if Angela noticed the looks Clara gave him. ‘Old’ Angela would have. It was just a fleeting escape from reality, he thought. There was no way he would actually cheat on Angela but was it actually Angela he would be cheating on? Would she even notice or care? Clara was 19 and a nurse in training. Damn, he thought. She is my son’s age. She could be one of his girlfriends or his sister. The thought having a woman half his age, lust after him, excited him a lot. It’s been months since he last had sex. Maybe he could call the clinic tomorrow, just to check in…
Chapter 6 Ultimatum
At first Angela was unsure what John meant by ‘taking care of the house’ but he did it for all those years so she figured it had to be fun and it was. Over the week, John showed her how to do laundry, wash dishes and vacuum. He was impressed by how quickly she learned. Each activity had to be shown to Angela only once and she was able to perform as well as John. He wondered if there was some maternal housewife instinct buried in Angela or if her mind was so empty that she picked up the new skills like a sponge.
Adam, who was watching this process closely had a theory of his own. He remembered overhearing his mom say that ‘Men are primitive, they learn by example. They advance through imitation.’ Was his ‘new’ mom ‘primitive’?
This thought was on repeat in his mind as he observed his mother doing chores for the first time in his life. He had decided to analyze his feelings during this week but it was increasingly obvious that his urges were only getting stronger. Seeing his mother’s ass swaying as she was scrubbing floors sent his hormones into hyperdrive. The way an apron emphasized her motherly hips made him drool. He had to constantly sneak off to masturbate, which in his mind actually helped keep his dad from noticing his obsessive stares.
John would call the hospital or to be more precise Clara, everyday. He would find an excuse to dial her desk number and they’d talk, sometimes for an hour or more. He made sure to only do this when Adam was at school. John had developed a serious crush on Clara and even her sultry voice made him horny.
Angela had begun following the doctor’s workout plan and Adam volunteered to help her. Included with the workouts were instructional videos on how to perform each exercise. These were a great help for Angela but Adam sometimes had to guide her, lightly touching her hips or leg. Feeling his mother in that way made a trip to the bathroom inevitable. Angela was happy that her son was so eager to spend time with him.
When week two rolled around, Adam’s mind was filled with indecent thoughts about the woman that gave birth to him. He would imagine performing all sorts of naughty things with his mom. The workouts he and his mom shared were especially conducive to his primal lust. ‘Old’ Angela only did what was absolutely necessary in terms of fitness. ‘New’ Angela stuck to her training regiment religiously and Adam’s support spurred her on. Each day she could feel herself getting better at the fun exercises her doctor recommended. It was easy to keep track off because they were the same every day. ‘New’ Angela did not have any sexy gym clothes because ‘old’ Angela never wanted any. She usually wore a grey t-shirt and sweatpants. They were not much to look at but Adam’s imagination was working overtime. Whenever he saw the outline of his mom’s ass press against her pants or sweat making her shirt stick to her skin, he would go wild inside. Angela was improving fast. Adam told her she experienced ‘newbie gains’, what a funny word. That meant Angela’s ass would quickly outgrow her sweatpants. The workouts started to get more intense and she ran hot sometimes. Adam had the great idea that she could tie a knot in the front of her t-shirt to allow for more air to reach her skin. His heart pounded out of his chest when he suggested that. His ‘old’ mom and any other reasonable person would have understood how inappropriate this was for a son to ask his mother. His ‘new’ mom just smiled and thanked him. Seeing her bare tummy again almost made him bust right then and there and he had to spend the rest of the workout sitting down to hide the enormous pole in his pants.
Tyler, his friend, had noticed his absent mind at school. He figured Adam was day dreaming about what to do with all of the money they now had. Other than a new gaming laptop and gym clothes, Adam had not made any significant purchases yet. Why would he? He was singularly focused on his mom. Another person had noticed that Adam changed. Becky had never paid attention to Adam but he did to her. She had literal hundreds of men at her beck and call. Adam was the only one who ignored her. She knew he was not gay because of course she remembered how we would overtly stare at her in gym class. Something was different. This observation enticed her. Adam was handsome, tall, buff and emotionally unavailable, exactly her type. She would try smiling at him or meeting his eyes without reaction. Adam was imagining his mom hungrily sucking down his fat cock. Becky would even greet him in the hallway, which she only did with teachers when she needed a better grade. Adam ignored her. He was miles away, his mom grinding on top of him while he fucked up into her tight warmth. This was driving Becky nuts.
Angela had learned all of the regular household chores and could even do them by herself or with Adam’s watchful eyes on her. John used the free time he now had to visit Clara at the hospital. Each time he brought increasingly more obvious gifts. A snack from the vending machine, a flower from outside, a box of chocolates. He was having an emotional affair with her and he was ready to take it to the next level. Clara was clearly reciprocating and liked the attention this older, handsome man gave her. That John was absolutely loaded did not hurt either. The end of this week marked the day John and Clara crossed the line into full blown affair. She led him to a supply closet where he ripped her uniform off. He could not wait to finally fuck his teenage secret. The closet was cramped but John and Clara managed to try all sorts of positions. John was on cloud nine, ramming his cock into a fresh young pussy for the first time in almost two decades. Clara was not a bad fuck either. She was clearly experienced and did all sorts of things ‘old’ Angela would never have. She would deep throat John and even allow him to take the reigns, grabbing her head and fucking her face. There was a certain power dynamic that existed between the rich older man and the young nurse. John loved it. The only thing that bothered him when he was pounding his vixen from behind was the thought of returning home to his ‘wife’. Fucking Clara gave him a new confidence he desperately needed. He had to come up with a plan and take charge of his situation.
Chapter 7 Man of the House
Adam had fully committed to his feelings. The last two weeks had solidified his sexual attraction. He had decided to come up with a plan to fuck his imbecilic mom. Admitting this to himself was actually freeing. He could now focus his mental energy on this goal. Angela was in the kitchen cooking one of the 5 meals she had learned to prepare in the last two weeks. Cooking was challenging for her. John said it was easy because you only had to follow the recipe but each recipe was different. The activities by themselves were easy enough but putting the all together to make a meal was daunting. Now she could comfortably make a few meals. She was so happy that her husband and son enjoyed her cooking. Her son liked it so much he would keep her company in the kitchen just to watch her. That was good, she thought. He could help her if she had any questions and he was always so nice. The affirmation she got for doing a good job in the house fulfilled her more than her old job ever could have. She did not remember what she used to do but this was clearly what she was meant for.
“Adam can I ask you something?”
“Anything mom.”
“Someone called the house today. I tried picking up the phone but I must have gotten confused and hung up. I could see there was a name on the little screen thing. Do you know a Karen?” Adam chuckled. He totally forgot about his mom’s big titted friend.
“Yeah I know Karen. She is your friend.”
“Oh really? How nice! I can’t believe I forgot. I am not so good with names…can you describe her to me?”
Adam gulped. “Um, she is about your age, so mid thirties. She is your height and has blonde hair. I don’t know. She has a poodle.”
“I don’t remember anyone with a pool…”
“No, a poodle. A type of fluffy dog.”
“Oh right! I remember now. She has those big boobs you like so much!”
Adam stood there like a deer in headlights. He stammered “Um, erm, yes she has pretty big tits.” Oh fuck. He just said ‘tits’ to his mom.
“Tits? What a funny word. Tits. Tits. Tits. So fun to say. I remember you staring at them, so I figured you like them.”
Wow. His ‘old’ mom would have freaked out over what he said. His ‘new’ mom learned a new word. “This is kind of embarrassing but yes I like them I suppose. What can I say, guys like boobs.”
“All guys like tits?”
“Most of them, yes. Some like big ones and some like small ones.”
“And you like the big ones?”
“Generally.” Never in a million years would this conversation have taken place a few weeks ago. “Good to know.” Angela said, smiling at Adam.
He smiled back and reverted his focus back to watching his mom’s ass move around the kitchen counter. He imagined what it would be like to rub the length of his cock along her cheeks. Maybe they could use a a harmless cooking oil to lube her up. He could use the lube to prepare her asshole for-
“Hey you two.” John said.
Adam jumped out of his skin when he heard his father greet them. “He- hey Dad. You’re finally home.” He said through gritted teeth. “Thank you Angela for making dinner.” Angela was beaming. “I need to talk to the two of you. We have something serious to discuss.” Adam’s heart sank. What does his dad want to discuss? Oh God, he noticed the indecent looks Adam gave his mom. Of course he noticed. Adam was so focused on his dumb mom that he forgot about his not-dumb dad. What teenage son would willingly spend this much time with his mother? Did his Dad hear him jerking off and whispering to himself? Maybe this was for the best. His dad would intervene before Adam could do something really stupid that would change the relationship with his mom forever. His dad was still his mom’s husband. He just hoped he could forgive his son. Time to face the music.
They sat down at the dinner table, his mom setting the pasta on the table. Adam felt sick, there was no way he could eat. “Okay. I do not know how to put this.” I wouldn’t either, Adam thought.
“The company called me today. They are building a new factory in South America. Apparently it is customary for family businesses to send a representative of the family to the inauguration. The board has decided that I should be attending. If I decline, the construction could not go forward, costing us millions.” Adam sighed a sigh of relief but quickly caught himself and put on a serious face.
“I accepted. The construction will take 3 months and I will be needed the entire time. I will be going alone, since Adam needs to focus on school. The decision was made last minute, so my flight will leave tomorrow just before you go to school. I will pack my things tonight.”
Oh my God, thought Adam. This is the best day of my life. He would be alone at home with his mom for 3 months. That would be plenty of time to achieve all of his sinful goals.
“Angela, you have been a great help in the household these last two weeks and I trust that you will take great care of the house and Adam over these 3 months.” Angela was glowing. The trust her husband had in her made her feel warm inside. And spending 3 months with her son sounded great. They could work out and cook and bond. Oh she is going to take great care of me alright, Adam thought.
“Adam you will of course watch after your mom while I am gone. Take her to any appointments at the hospital and if anything comes up you can always call me.” I can’t believe that I will fuck my mom.
“Are there any questions?” John was nervous. He just told a completely made up story to get away from home. The truth was that there is no factory in South America. There is only a hotel room with a view of the ocean in Mexico. A hotel room where he would fuck his 19 year old lover’s brains out 24 hours a day.
Adam cleared his throat. “Dad, I understand that this was not an easy decision to make but this is for the benefit of our family. Thank you. This is really noble from you.” Adam wondered if he was maybe exaggerating a bit but he really was elated. He wanted to kiss his father, not like he wanted to kiss his mother but he never loved him more.
“Wow, thank you Adam. I am glad you see it that way.” John felt relief. His son took it better than expected. A teenager stuck at home with his mok did not sound desirable but Angela and Adam have really been getting along well. Probably because they now shared a hobby at the gym. Maybe Adam just needed a mother and the ‘new’ Angela finally filled this role. She was kind, caring and homely.
“Angela what do you think? You got out of the hospital only 2 weeks ago, is this okay for you?”
“Oh yes honey! Thank you for doing this for us. I am not sure I understand completely but I am sure you know what is best for us.” Angela could not point to South America on a map but her Son’s reaction put her at ease.
“Thank you honey. This is a sacrifice for all of us but I am certain our family will grow from this.” Maybe Adam gets a new stepmom, John thought. Maybe I’ll get a sibling, Adam thought. Maybe I’ll start eating now, Angela thought.
That night, Adam was in his bed, staring at the ceiling. The white paint was a canvas for his personal pornographic fantasies. He was writer, producer and actor at once and his mom was his co-star. He saw himself grabbing his mom from behind and sensually kissing her neck. Slowly, he took of her top, revealing her breasts. They were both breathing heavy when Adam turned her toward him. He leaned down and started sucking on her breast just like he used to do. Neither of them remembered but there was a primal connection between his mouth and his mother’s nipples. His tongue swirled and explore his mom’s fleshy globes. Angela moaned loudly. He grabbed her face and while holding intense eye contact, he pushed her to her knees. Angela did as instructed, running her hands along her son’s hard abdominal muscles. He guided her hands towards his zipper. Angela pulled his pants down to his ankles. His massive erection sprang free. She gasped and immediately reached for it, slowly and deliberately stroking his huge cock.
Wow, she mouthed. Adam reached down and caressed her hair. Then he slowly pulled her head towards his dick. Angela opened her mouth and they locked eyes as she took his length inch by inch down her throat. Once Adam’s balls hit his mother’s chin and he had bottomed out, she started pulling back and bobbing on his cock. At first she was cautious and gentle. Her son was so well endowed that she could use one of her hands to stroke him while she sucked on his throbbing pole. Imagining the sounds his mom would make while his dick disappeared down her eager mouth sent Adam into a frenzy. He started taking control of the depth and rhythm. Each hand grabbing a fistful of his mom’s almond hair, he started bucking against her head. Angela reached around and grabbed her son’s ass, pushing him into her. She opened her throat to let her son use it to his liking.
Adam was now full on fucking his mom’s face, ramming his cock down her throat. She made a wonderful ‘gluk’ sound each time he had reached her full capacity. He felt his orgasm approaching fast as his mothers tongue and neck muscles massaged his shaft and head. Angela had noticed that her son was getting close. She reached out her other hand and started playing with his balls, feeling the contractions getting more frequent. She pulled away from him if just for a second. She had no need to breathe as serving her son was giving her life. She looked up at Adam and while stroking him said “Yes Adam baby, cum for Mommy. Fuck my face and pump my mouth full of your hot jizz. Please give it to me baby. Your slutty mommy wants to drink it all up!”
Imagining these words coming out of his former genius mother activated a part of his brain that had been dormant since his birth. He pushed back into her, frantically ramming his cock into her mouth. His abs tingled, he felt light headed and finally his balls contracted, shooting what seemed like a gallon of potent cream in his mom’s mouth. Angela started swallowing as much of her son’s valuable sperm as she could manage. It was so much that it stretched her mouth and escaped her mouth, running down her chin. One hand still on his balls, feeling each contraction as they emptied, she held the other hand under her chin to catch any strays. Her son’s enormous load pooled in her hand. Adam groaned “Oh FUCK. TAKE ALL OF IT MOM! I MADE IT ALL FOR YOUUUU!” He held her head in place so she could not move but she did not want to anyway. She wanted to receive the gift he was giving her. A gift for a job well done.
Real Adam, who lay naked on his bed, his imagination doing all the work had not even put a hand on his dick. That would have been unnecessary as just his thoughts alone had triggered an erection of biblical proportions and a subsequent orgasm that sent strands of cum flying straight up into the air. He could see them out of the corner of his eye, almost reaching the ceiling and felt the hot impact on his hips and legs. He had never cum without any physical stimulation. This was further proof that his life mission had to be fucking his mother.
Angela had swallowed all she had been given, licking up any leftovers she managed to catch in her hand. She kissed and licked Adam’s sensitive cockhead and whispered “Thank you baby. You made mommy the happiest mom in the world.”
With that the camera shut off and Adam was back in his room. He reached over to the box of tissues at his nightstand and tried his best to clean up all the jizz he had shot on himself. Thankfully none of it landed on the bed. Finally clean again. He closed his eyes. Tomorrow would be the first day of the best 3 months he would ever have. He needed to get some rest but he knew exactly what he would dream of tonight.
John was also still awake. He had spent the evening reassuring his wife that everything was going to be fine. In reality he was talking to himself. Angela barely understood what was happening and he was feeling guilty. His guilt was overshadowed by the sheer joy he felt that his plan had gone over so well. Angela was in the bed next to him already sleeping. There were no thoughts to keep her awake. Each night she was out like a light. John thought about Clara and her perfect body. She reminded him of some of Adam’s classmates. He definitely had a thing for younger women he thought. The fact that Clara was 19 made her so much more attractive in his mind. He felt powerful and desirable. Women reach their prime somewhere between 17 and 28, he thought. He would get to savour most of Clara’s prime. Of course with all of the cum he was depositing in her pussy and cum still to come, there was a chance she would get pregnant. She was at her most fertile. She said she was taking birth control but Angela was too back then. He sighed. That was the 2000s, this is different. Also, would it really be that awful to have another kid? This time Clara could take care of it and John had enough money to hire a full time nanny. He relaxed. The idea of fucking a baby into her made his cock twitch. He imagined her with a big belly and her tits swelling to an even more preposterous size, leaking milk. He closed his eyes. Tomorrow would be the first day of the best 3 months of his life. He needed to rest but he knew exactly what he was going to dream of tonight.
Chapter 8 Plotting and Scheming
Angela had made breakfast for her two men. Eggs for Adam, Beans and Toast for John. Now that John would be gone for a while she hoped that she would not forget how to make Beans and Toast.
Adam was quickly stuffing down the eggs and drinking a quart of milk. He needed to replenish fluids and proteins. This morning he had woken up dehydrated from blowing several ridiculous loads yesterday.
John was also eating quickly. He couldn’t wait to finally leave for the airport. He had arranged for Clara to pick him up in a black limousine that fit the lie about his trip being work related. The windows would be tinted, so there would be no way Angela or Adam could see who it was that picked him up. John finished the last of his toast.
“Okay you two. Angela thank you for making breakfast. Adam, remember what we talked about. I love both of you and I will write as soon as I get there.” He gave Angela a kiss on the cheek, which pleased Adam. Her mouth was reserved for him. John gave Adam a hug and got his suitcase from the stairs. The limousine was waiting outside. He opened the trunk and put the suitcase inside. That’s weird, thought Adam. Why didn’t the driver get out and do that? Maybe good drivers like Farid are hard to find.
John waved to his wife and son and opened the passenger door. Also weird, why would he drive shotgun? Adam squinted his eyes. As the passenger door opened, the light that shone in the car, made the outline of the driver visible. He could make out a woman, a pair of very big tits. Holy shit, I know those tits and that side profile, he thought. Adam ran over to the limousine. He stopped right next to the passenger side. John looked at Adam.
“Oh, one last thing Dad. I know this was thrust upon you but please, try to have fun. South America is a beautiful continent. Great landscape too, hills and valleys. Enjoy yourself.” Adam said.
His Dad gulped. His throat dried out. “Thanks Adam. I will do my best.” They shook hands over the roof of the car. They both waited, looking at each other.
“Well? Aren’t you gonna get in?” Adam grinned.
“Right. Yes. Goodbye Adam.” John wanted Adam to get back in the house but he relented and got in the passenger seat. Adam took a step back and looked at the dark driver side window. From this distance he could clearly see Clara the nurse. She was wearing a revealing white top, the seatbelt nestled between her tits, pushing them apart. Adam smiled. So this is what was happening. This was a great start to the day because now, he did not feel a lick of guilt about what he was going to do with his dad’s wife. John was cheating on her with a 19 year old. His wife would be cheating on him with his 18 year old son. Perfectly equivalent.
Adam walked back to the house, waving at the car. The limousine sped off down the road. Adam went over to his mom. “Okay. Now we have the house to ourselves. I am glad we get to spend 3 months with each other. I really enjoyed the last few weeks and we haven’t had much of a chance to bond before your accident.”
“It was a happy accident.” Angela smiled. “I also had fun. Can’t wait.”
Adam hugged his mom. This was the first time he had hugged her in years. ‘Old’ Angela once hugged him when he won a math competition in 8th grade. His ‘new’ mom hugged him back. Adam could feel her boobs pressed against his chest. He held back from pushing his hips into her as he had a huge erection that he didn’t want her to feel just yet. He had one hand on her back and another slid down to just over her ass. He wanted his mom to get comfortable with physical contact between them. He kept hugging her tightly. Angela noticeably relaxed. She felt secure in her son’s arms. She could tell how much he cared for her and that he would look after her for the next 3 months.
Adam broke the hug, sliding his hands along her shoulders down to her arms and hands. He held her hands saying “Okay, Mom I am off to school now.”
“Okay baby. I love you.” Angela smiled.
“Love you too mom. More than you know.”
Adam had no mind for his classes. He had to come up with a plan to get his dick inside his mom. The hug this morning meant that he hit the ground running. That was a more intimate moment than anything he and his ‘old’ mom ever had. He was chewing on a pencil, thinking hard. There were many options. He did not know how dumb his ‘new’ mom really was. He could straight up ask her to suck his dick and let him fuck her but that was too risky. Even if it worked, he liked the idea of slowly seducing her and breaking her down. No, he thought. He would have to be more calculating. Over the last few weeks he had noticed that his mom learned by example. There was something there. Something to exploit. Maybe he could somehow give her an example that would either trigger sexual attraction to him or make her sluttier. He thought about this. When Tyler tapped his shoulder. “Dude, you will not fucking believe this.” Tyler handed Adam a folded up piece of paper.
Adam took the piece of paper and unfolded it. Inside someone had written ‘heyyyy’ and a Snapchat. “What is this?”
“It’s for you bro. It’s from Becky.”
Adam looked up, searching for Becky in the room. She was sitting by the window, twirling her hair. She had a lollipop in her mouth and was leaning on her arms to push out her tits. She wore a tight white top and an inappropriately short black skirt. It was her slutty spin on the classic school girl outfit. She was smiling seductively at Adam. She might as well have ‘FUCK ME’ written on her forehead.
“I seriously hate you right now. What the fuck did you do to get Becky to be interested in you?”
Adam had no idea. He hadn’t even thought about Becky in the last weeks. He was to busy lusting after his mom. “I guess I am just that hot.” Adam said. He opened his phone and put in Becky’s Snapchat. When he opened the account, he saw that it was set to private. Becky had made a new account that was not meant for everyone. Adam looked back at Becky. She reached for her phone and started typing.
B>Heyyy Adam
A>Hi
B>Mr. Hilton’s class is sooo boring…
B>I thought it would be much more fun to chat with youu
A>The intricacies of the chinese dynastic system are boring to you?
B>hahaha your funny
B>how come we never talk?
A>about what
B>Idk. I think we have a lot in common
A>like what
B>Like this boring class lol
A>right
Three weeks ago, Adam would have jumped up and down, pumping his fist in the air if Becky looked at him. Now she was writing him somewhat flirty messages and keeping a one sided conversation going. He looked at her again. Becky was the biggest slut he knew. She didn’t sleep around and he personally didn’t know anyone that got into her pants but she dressed like a slut, talked like a slut and presented herself like a slut. He thought about his mom. If he took Becky home to his house, he could show his mom an example of what a slut is. Whatever he was doing, Becky liked it. Clearly Becky had issues. Why else would she fall for the one guy ignoring her?
B>your kinda cold ngl
A>yeah. look if you want something from me just say it. I don’t have time for games.
Wow, Becky thought. Did Adam not find her attractive? Am I giving him a chance or is he giving me one?
B>okayyy. don’t get mad at me. I like your style Adam. Idk why we haven’t gotten to know each other but I wanna change that. can you give me a chance?
B>pretty pleeeeease
Adam looked up at Becky. She took the lollipop out of her mouth with a loud plop. Then she winked at him.
A>yea fine by me. what do you wanna do?
B>how about we meet up this week to learn for this stupid history exam? would be less boring that wayyy
A>k. my place. tuesday. after class.
Adam sent his address. Becky bit her lip and looked at him. She smiled.
“So? Did you fuck it up?”
“We’re meeting tomorrow afternoon to study” Adam said.
“What the fuck. You are my hero and I hate you.” Tyler slumped back in his chair. “Bro please if you get nudes, you gotta share them. This chick is so fucking hot.”
Adam smiled too. This might actually work.
Adam did his best to give Becky the cold shoulder for the rest of the day. His top priority was his mom of course but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the attention Becky gave him. He did have crush on her for years. She had developed faster than all his other female classmates and perfectly fit his type. Big tits, extremely fit body, wide hips, slim waist, blonde hair, juicy lips, a fat ass and a face like a model. He was into the hyper feminine barbie – pornstar hybrid look. His mom did not look like that. She had the model face, the big ass, wide hips and was well on her way to peak physical fitness but she had something even more attractive. She was his mom. The taboo nature of his sexual attraction increased his urges by orders of magnitude.
Adam entered the house. His mom was folding laundry. He snuck up on her and hugged her from behind. “Hey Mom! I am home again.”
“Oh Adam, how nice. I am glad. We can spend the rest of the day together. I want to do our training!” Angela beamed. Adam touching her felt so nice.
Adam had his hands wrapped around her, his forearms pushing up against her boobs. Feeling her tight ass against his hips, his cock nestled in her crack made him unbelievably horny. He quickly let go of her otherwise his dick would burst through his pants and impale her right then and there.
“Sure mom. I’ll go to my room to change, then we can start.”
Adam went to his room and quickly jerked off to relieve some of the pressure in his dick. He changed into his gym clothes. He had cut off the sleeves on a shirt that was getting a little to small for him. His abs were visible through the fabric and it rode up to his belly button when he stretched. He put on some loose pants just in case he had to hide his excitement and went downstairs. He grabbed a bottle of water and took a big sip to rehydrate. His mom came down the stairs. She wore her usual outfit. A grey t shirt that she had tied a knot into to expose her stomach and a pair of black sweatpants that had gotten tight over the last two weeks. Her training plan had her doing a lot of squats and hip thrusts which made her legs, hips and ass grow. The sweatpants would soon be a hindrance to her.
“Ready mom?”
“Ready!” Angela was excited. She loved training with Adam. it was her favorite part of the day. Maybe, Adam thought, I can convince her that sex is part of our exercise routine. on the other hand, Adam did not want to just trick his mom into sex. He wanted her to want him. His goal would be achieved when Angela begged him to fuck her brains out. Or what was left of them.
They did a quick warm-up. Angela knew all the movements by heart. Instructional videos and Adam’s guidance had helped her adopt great form. He motivated her, sometimes saying “One more mom!” or “Good job Mom!”. It felt great to know that she was doing something right. Her son was so smart when it came to training. She did not remember whether she had noticed this before her accident but looking at his body, it was clear that he was fit. She wondered whether she could achieve abs like his with time. “Adam, you are very fit. I can see your abs even through your shirt! Do you think I can get abs?”
“Of course mom!” The compliment immediately increased blood flow to his nether regions. “If you keep working out you can achieve anything. If you’re serious about this, maybe we should get you some new gym clothes.” Adam would love to go shopping with her and pick out exactly what he’d like to see on her.
“Hmm that’s a good idea. We can do that soon.” Angela didn’t want to buy new clothes right away. She had a surprise planned for her son tomorrow.
“Great. I’ll go shopping with you. I know exactly what you need for maximum performance.”
Angela started with her leg workout. She was getting hot, her heart was beating faster. It was a feeling she enjoyed. Planting her feet shoulder width apart, she began doing squats. Adam went over to her and asked “Where do you feel this exercise mom?”
“I feel it in my legs, right here?” she pointed to her thigh.
“Those are your quads. That’s good but you should also feel it right there.” Adam pointed at her ass. Angela tried to see where he was pointing.
“Where?” She asked.
“Erm, your butt.”
“I should feel it in my butt?” Angela asked. She was confused. She did not feel it inside her butt.
“Well, not literally inside your butt. You should feel your glutes working.”
“Where are my glutes?”
“Oh uh, can I touch you to show you?”
“Of course baby. Please touch me.” What a great idea. Adam would show her exactly where to feel the ‘burn’ as he called it.
“Okay. You should feel it right…here.” Adam touched Angela’s ass cheek with his index finger. He felt the perfect mixture of muscle and soft skin, contracting under his finger.
“Ah. I feel your finger. Should I only feel it at that specific spot?”
“Um no, you should feel on both sides and all over your butt.”
“Can you show me?”
Adam’s heart was beating up to his neck. He could not believe that his mom asked him to touch her butt. She clearly had no sexual intentions and was looking for help. To him this was extremely sexual however. There was no way he could keep his professional distance as her trainer when he had her perfect ass in his hands.
“I’ll show you.” he said, putting a hand on each of her glutes. He grabbed and lightly squeezed his mom’s fit bum. “Do you feel this?”
“Oh yes baby. I feel it.”
Adam ran his hands over her butt, from her hamstrings up to her lower back. He took a step back so his raging erection didn’t poke her. “You should feel it all over your posterior chain.” He panted.
“See this is why you should touch me. I would never have understood those big words. Your hands are much better! Please keep guiding me through this set.” Angela told her son.
Adam was having the time of his life, groping and squeezing his mother’s ass through her sweatpants. He was massaging and rubbing from her hips to her waist. This was the first day without his dad and he was already much further along than he’d hoped. His cock was screaming to be let out and ravage his mom’s pussy, leaking precum into his underwear. It took all of his strength not to moan out loud while he was grabbing handfuls of his mother’s ass meat.
Angela felt great. She never had a squat set that felt so good. Her son’s strong hands not only guided her through the exercise, they were massaging her at the same time. Maybe her son could give her a real massage some time.
Adam was getting bolder and bolder, sneaking his fingers in between his mothers ass cheeks. He couldn’t get very far because her tight sweatpants shielded her crack from his probing fingers. Adam was counting out reps for his mom because numbers over ten made her lose focus. “…19….20. Great job mom. I could really feel your muscles working back there.”
“That’s so great baby. I could tell how much better this was. I know where to feel the squats now. I feel much less exhausted this time. I think your hands massaged by butt. Do you think you could do this for all my sets from now on?”
“Mom. I would love to. Of course I will.” Adam grinned. This would make their workouts much more fun. He was already having a great time undressing her with his eyes but now he could touch her as well.
When they got done with their workout, Angela was spent. Sweat was dripping down her face. “Thank you baby for another great workout today. I will hop in the shower now.” For a second, Adam considered asking to accompany her but he figured he’d take it slow.
“Yeah mom this was great. I will also take a shower. I will have a friend over after school tomorrow, is that okay?”
“Oh” Angela thought about the surprise she had planned “Um, I think that’s fine. Who is your friend?”
“A girl from school. We’ll study for an exam tomorrow.”
Angela felt a twinge in her heart. Adam was having a girl over? Why did she feel bad about this? She disliked the girl without even knowing her. She would make sure that the surprise she had planned for tomorrow would knock Adam out of his socks. “Yes I that’s fine. Who is the girl?”
“Her name is Becky. You haven’t met her.”
“Oh okay.” Becky. Angela did not like that name. Becky, Becky, Becky. She’ll have to wait and see who this girl was.
The rest of the day, Adam spent watching his mom scrub floors and cook dinner. He was thinking about how his mom would react to Becky and how he could maximise Becky’s sluttiness for tomorrow.
Chapter 9 Huge surprise
Adam was greeted by Becky. She wore a green v neck top that showed her bursting cleavage and a pair of tight jeans that clung to her round teenage ass. “Heyyy Adam. Nice to see you.” Becky cooed. And extended her arms, awaiting a hug.
“Hi. Is that what you’re gonna wear? I didn’t know you were prude like that. We’ll meet after last period. Got it?”
Becky was shocked as Adam just walked past her. He did not take the chance to hug her? Any man would have fallen to his knees before her. This guy just told her ‘see you later’. What the fuck. And he thought what she was wearing was prude? Was her cleavage not showing? She was wearing her favourite jeans…She felt her pussy tingling. She had to have him.
Tyler was waiting at Adam’s desk. He had trouble picking his jaw up from the floor.
“Are you fucking serious? Did you just refuse a hug from motherfucking Becky? Bro I would have rubbed my chest against her fat tits and copped a feel of her tight ass and you just left her hanging? Did you get hit on the head like your mom?”
“Watch it.” Adam snarled. “Listen, this is what Becky wants and why she is into me in the first place. Sorry that you have to sit here with blue balls.”
“This is everything anyone is talking about dude. The entire school knows about the note and the private Snapchat. There are bets going on whether she sent you nudes over it or something. Did she? Please tell me she did.”
“Sorry Tyler. She didn’t. She just sent me a good night and good morning message.”
“Woooow. That’s crazy. Are you fucking today?”
“We’re studying. Get your dick back in your pants. I don’t want you imagining me fucking Becky.”
“Sorry already happened. You have a really small dick you know?”
“Sure I do. Seems big enough for Becky though.”
“I am so jealous.” Tyler resigned.
After class, Becky was nervously waiting for Adam. She had used one of the breaks to sprint home and change into a new outfit. Adam had called her prude and she would have none of it. She got a white blouse that she unbuttoned and tied together. Her defined stomach was showing. She decided to straight up ditch her bra. Her nipples were poking through the white fabric, her tits trying to untie the knot keeping them confined. The jeans she wore were apparently not showing enough skin so she went and put on a pair of hot pants. They were cut up and had stitched holes in the back that showed glimpses of her ass. Part of her ass cheeks was visible because her pants were so short. She had put on a g string and pulled it up so it rode on her hips. Her blonde hair was tied up to a messy knot and she put on her ‘fuck me boots’ that went up to her knees. This was by far the riskiest outfit she had ever worn at school or anywhere. It was a little humiliating even for her. She could feel the stares of teachers and students as she waited at the gate for Adam. People whispered. Girls were shooting daggers with their eyes. Boys were falling over themselves taking pictures with their phones.
Finally she saw Adam leave the school building, walking towards her. The school went quiet, watching intently as he closed the distance to her. Becky popped her hip, striking the most fuckable pose she had perfected for her social media. Adam took one look at her and said “Can we go?” and kept walking. A gasp went through the crowd. Becky was speechless. She just turned around and followed the boy who had stolen her heart.
When they got to Adam’s house, he still had not said a word. Becky talked about school and history class, gossiping about her girlfriends but he just listened. He let her in the house. “Mom, I am home.” No answer. “Mom?” Still nothing. He led becky into the kitchen. “If you’re thirsty you can get a glass here. The tap is over there.” He pointed to the sink. “Thanks.” Becky said. He didn’t offer anything except tap water. Wow.
“I see you changed. At least you don’t dress like a prude.” Finally, she thought. The first time he acknowledged her. You could almost say it was a compliment. What did he mean at least? Did she act like a prude?
“Let’s go to my room. We’ll study there.” Adam took a look around. Where was his mom? Hopefully she didn’t wander off to far. She was vulnerable, easy to take advantage of. If anyone knew, he did.
Becky and Adam entered his room. “You can sit wherever.” Becky immediately plopped down on the bed. “Wooow.” she said. “sooo soft. I wish I could sleep on a bed like this.”
“It’s alright. I am guessing you didn’t take any notes during class?”
“Actually,” Becky said, sitting up. “I did. I want to make sure we study real hard, you know.” She gave him a meaningful look.
“Good. Give me your notes, I’ll take pictures of them.”
Becky reached into her bag fishing out her notes. When she sat back up, her flimsy blouse had ridden up and exposed her right boob.
“Here you go.”
Adam grabbed the notes and pointed at her breast. “Your tit is showing.” He turned around and started spreading the notes on his desk.
Becky quickly pulled the blouse over her boobs. I just flashed this guy and he didn’t stammer or go cross eyed. He saw my most valuable asset in full and didn’t react.
“Oh shit hahaha. Well that happens if you dress hot like this.” She stood up. Time to really put the pressure on him. “So…did you like what you saw?” Becky put her hands on Adam’s muscular shoulders.
Downstairs, someone opened the door. Adam brushed Becky’s hands off him and left the room. Becky fumed.
“Mom? Is that you?”
“Yes baby! Come down. I have a suprise for you!” Angela said excitedly. She was so proud of the idea she had. She was sore but happy with the results and she was sure Adam would be as well.
Adam went downstairs, Becky following him.
When he turned the corner and saw his mom his jaw dropped so hard, it probably caused a tsunami in Japan. His mom was standing in the doorway. She was wearing a sports bra. Her tits had tripled in size and were spilling out of her bra that was now several sizes to small.
“Wha- How? Did- I uh…” Adam stammered.
“I got new tits baby.” Angela said proudly.
“I got them while you were at school.”
Adam’s head was spinning. Angela looked at Becky. Wow, she thought. This girl was barely dressed. Angela could see that Becky also had large tits but her new enhancement outclassed Becky’s natural endowment. Angela was beaming. Adam would definitely like her tits more than Becky’s.
“You must be Adam’s friend. My name is Mrs. Whittaker. I am Adam’s mom.” Angela said.
What the fuck is happening, Becky thought. What a weird way to get to know Adam’s mom.
“Uh yea. My name is Becky. Nice to meet you Mrs. Whittaker.”
Adam was still in shock. He pinched his arm hard to see if he would wake up. His mom had gotten breast implants. She said it was a surprise. Did she get these for him? What the actual fuck. He could not believe his eyes. The surgeon clearly did a great job. Adam could tell that her boobs still had a natural softness by the way they were spilling out of his mom’s bra.
“So Adam…do you like them?” Angela asked.
Becky looked at Adam. What kind of question is that? Did she just ask her son if he liked her implants?
“Um. Mom. Can we talk later? I have to, um, we have to keep studying.” Adam said.
Angela’s heart sank. Did he not like them? Did she go through all this trouble and now he didn’t like her tits?
“Oh. Okay. School is important. I understand.” Angela hung her head. “I’ll go change. This bra does not really fit anymore.” Adam and Becky watched as his mom trotted up the stairs to her bedroom.
“Um. Was that weird or is it just me?” Becky asked.
Yes that was really fucking weird, Adam thought.
“Why? I guess you can change your clothes but can’t change what’s in there.” Adam said pointing at Becky’s head. He had to keep up the charade.
Is this family like really sex positive or something? She looked Adam up and down. Damn this guy is experienced I guess.
“Let’s get back to studying.”
As they entered Adam’s bedroom, he sat back in his chair. “Becky. It’s clear that you’re nervous and uneasy. I feel like you’re tense, so we should do something to get rid of the tension.”
Finally, Becky thought. “You’re right. So perceptive. What do you have in mind?” She slowly walked towards him, undressing him with her eyes.
“You tell me. You’re the one with the anxiety problem. If you can’t concentrate we have to deal with it.”
“How about you take my blouse off? Would you like that?” Becky cooed, putting her hands on his shoulders and straddling him.
“No.” Adam said pushing her off him. “This is your problem. I am not doing any work here. You’re old enough to do this yourself.”
Did he seriously just push her off him? She was ready to pounce. Her pussy was sopping wet. She needed his cock inside her, pounding her. She started taking off her blouse. Her tits sprang free. Adam showed no reaction, he was still thinking about his ‘new’ mom’s new tits. The thought made his dick rock hard.
“You’re right Adam. I’ll do the work. Just relax.”
She dropped to her knees, running her hands along his legs and up his shirt. Her fingernails scratched Adam’s hard abs. She skillfully opened his belt with her mouth. Pulling it out of every loop, she put it loosely around her neck. She was gonna show him what a bad girl she could be. She wasn’t a prude.
Becky unzipped Adam’s jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. Becky gasped. Adam’s cock was clearly gigantic. It almost ripped through his boxers. If he is this hard for me, I guess he likes what he sees, she thought. Becky stood up, slowly taking off her own pants. “Wow, you’re a big boy, aren’t you? That thing is a fucking baseball bat.” She was seriously impressed. Adam had a dick that would make pornstars blush. No wonder he was so cocky.
Becky had stripped down to her g string that was barely covering anything. Her entire perfectly sculpted body was on display. She began with a seductive lap dance on Adam’s erection. Mentally, he was elsewhere. He had closed his eyes, thinking of his mother. Her new tits had just catapulted her further above any other woman on earth. He wondered how he triggered this modification and if she would do more for him.
Becky put everything she had into riling up the hunk that was before her. She was rubbing her ass up and down the huge pole that was standing in Adam’s underwear. She could barely move it, it was so hard. There was no way she could wait any longer. She straddled him again, pulling her g string to the side. Her pussy was gushing with wetness. Adam’s throbbing erection was poking at her entrance.
He returned to reality and pushed Becky off him again. “I am not fucking you. I don’t see how you have earned this yet. You can suck it but get your pussy away from me.” He told her. Becky was going crazy. Was seriously not gonne fuck her? How could he resist her? He was hard as a diamond and she had a waterfall between her legs. Fine, she thought. I’ll suck his soul out. Then he’ll understand what he’s missing. She dropped to her knees and pulled his boxers off. It was clear before that Adam had a huge cock. Seeing it in full form however made her gulp. This cock truly deserved the term. It was not a penis, not a dick, that was a cock.
She looked up at Adam who had his eyes closed. He isn’t even looking at me…Becky put her hands on the trunk that towered before her. She could barely fit her fingers around its girth. She almost had to get off her knees just to get high enough to get his head to her mouth. Opening up, she put the head in her mouth. The taste of his precum was on her tongue as she swirled around his glands. He might act cold but there was no hiding his bodily reaction. Adam shivered as he felt the warmth envelop his cockhead. In his mind, his mom had just taken him in her mouth and was licking him. Becky noticed his reaction and started pushing his cock deeper into her. His girth stretch her lips and she felt like her jaw was going to dislocate. There was no way she would stop though. She could not let this dickhead win and his cock couldn’t win either.
Her mouth started producing saliva to match the wetness in her pussy. She did her best to get Adam’s cock as slick and lubed as possible. She reached down to her pussy and fingered herself. She was so horny at the thought of this hunky, dominant man who had allowed her to taste his cock. She transferred her pussy juices back to Adam’s dick.
Sliding up and down his shaft, it was finally wet enough to enter her further. Becky opened her throat and relaxed her tongue. She was determined to go balls deep. Adam pushed into her slowly.
Becky stopped breathing as Adam snaked down her throat. She felt her neck muscles contracting at the foreign object that was blocking her airways. Adam felt Becky squirming between his legs. She asked for this.
She was starting to struggle for air when she could finally feel Adam’s abs against her nose and his huge balls settled on her chin. She held him there for as long as she could until she got light headed. Then she pulled back. Adam felt his cock sliding out of his teenage slut’s gullet. Becky took a deep breath of air that smelled of pussy and balls.
Then she sucked Adam back in. She started bobbing her head, each time reaching depths she hadn’t thought possible. Adam put a hand on the back of her had, grabbing the blonde hair she had tied in a messy knot. He guided and pushed her down on him. Keeping the rhythm he imagined his mother would keep in his imagination. Bucking into her, he got more aggressive.
Becky grabbed his balls with her left hand and used her right hand to give Adam the belt she had tied around her neck. His strong hands took the leather. At first he slapped her tit with it, which made her whimper. Show me how slutty you can be. Then he pulled it taught. Becky felt her air and blood flow reduce. This is what it takes to satisfy a man like this, she thought. He can have anyone but he gave me a chance. Adam had Becky’s hair in one hand and the belt in the other while he fucked into her face like it owed him money.
He had denied her pussy. His mom’s would be the first cunt to receive him. Becky’s mouth however was his for the taking. Maybe he could use her to pass the time while he seduced his mom. Her tits would probably need some time to heal after her augmentation. Becky’s tits were ready to be groped, squeezed and sucked on. He was gonna talk to his mom later, when his balls were drained. He needed a clear head to talk about what she had done. His balls started to contract and he could feel that he was getting close. Becky was dizzy. Her face was being fucked relentlessly by the biggest cock ever. Adam was pulling her hair and the belt was tying off her circulation. Through the haze she felt Adam’s balls twitching. He was going to cum and she was ready to receive. He pumped in and out until his spunk started travelling up his shaft.
He flexed his glutes and exploded into Becky’s hot mouth. She eagerly received his cum, swallowing all she could get. Maybe it was the belt cutting oxygen to her brain but it tasted amazing. There was more than she could reasonably swallow so she pulled Adam out of her mouth. He kept spurting gobs of cum on her tits and face, letting go of the belt.
Becky gasped for air while she was assaulted with rockets of hot cum. She held out her tongue and Adam shot the last drops into her mouth.
Becky knelt before her lover. She was breathing heavy and painted with cum. It was dripping down her face onto her tits.
“Thank…..you…” Becky whispered.
“Clean up.” He told the slut before him. Becky had lived up to her reputation.
Becky started licking herself like a cat. She sucked on her own tits to get them clean. “Clean my cock first.” Adam said. Becky stopped and licked Adam’s cock and balls to get her pussy juices off and any remaining cum that dribbled out. “You did good Becky.”
That is all she needed to hear. She reached down to touch her sensitive clit. She rubbed it for 2 seconds and came hard. Adam watched as the slutty blonde that had just received his cumshot writhed on the floor in ecstasy. She is fun, he thought.
Becky had an intense orgasm at the affirmation she had received from him. The truth was that she was a virgin. This was her first blowjob. Her reputation as a slut was true in a sense. She was a slut for attention. Adam was the first man she had wanted to fuck. Even though this was just a blowjob, she felt like he thoroughly railed her.
He pulled his boxers back up and put on his pants. “Let’s stop for today. Now that we know how to help with your concentration, we can study more effectively next time. Get your things and leave. You know how to get out, I assume?”
Becky nodded, scooping up specs of cum from her tits and licking them. She grabbed her clothes and hastily put them on. As she was leaving she said “So we can do this again? Right? I think you really helped today. With history, you know?.”
“I’ll be in touch.” Adam said.
“Oh, okay. Thank you again Adam. I’ll see you in school.” She said, rushing out the door.
Now back to my mom, Adam thought.
Chapter 10 Reassuring mom
Angela was standing in front of the mirror. She had taken off her bra and was inspecting her new tits. When Adam had told her he liked big tits, she had decided to get some herself. Her son was so nice to her and she wanted to do something nice in return. His reaction made her uneasy. Where they too small? Or too big even? She had stitches and bandages under her tits. One week, the doctor said, then she could go back to hard physical activity. That meant she would have to take it easy during her workouts. A sacrifice she was willing to make if it meant Adam liked her more.
That stupid girl Becky. Maybe she was the reason why Adam reacted that way. She had big boobs. What if he preferred her tits over his mom’s. Angela was angry with herself. This was meant to be a great surprise but she messed it up.
Someone knocked on the door. “Come in.” Angela said. Adam slowly opened the door. Taking one look inside, he saw his mom standing in the room topless. He quickly shut the door. “Uh Mom, is now not a good time?”
“No baby please come in.” Angela said.
Fuck, Adam thought. There is nothing weird about his situation to her? It was a good idea to have Becky drain his balls or else he would not be able to have a conversation with his topless mom. He entered the room.
His mom went from a B cup to what must have been at least E cups. Her new tits had a natural sag and softness. Adam’s mouth started to water. His mother was standing there, the woman of his dreams, now with the best tits he had ever seen.
“I am sorry Adam. I am sorry that I got new tits without asking first. It was meant to be a surprise for you but I think you don’t like them.” Angela hung her head.
“What? No Mom. You’ve got this wrong. I do like them. They are beautiful.” Adam reassured her. Angela looked up.
“Really? You like them? I thought from your reaction that there was something wrong with them…”
“No no no. They are perfect. You are perfect. I am sorry. I was just overwhelmed. This came out of nowhere for me. I am glad you did this for me…but why?” Adam was full on staring at his mom’s tits. He had to fight the urge to leap at them.
“Do you remember what we talked about the night before your dad left? We talked about my friend Karen and how you liked big tits. I figured I would surprise you by getting big tits of my own. You helped me so much these last weeks. I wanted to do something nice for you.”
Adam’s heart was doing somersaults. His mom wanted to reward him and her first thought was getting breast implants. This was day two of his dad being gone. This was going to be tough to explain if and when he came back but for now Adam was extremely happy and excited.
“Yes I remember our talk. You’re right. I do love big tits and yours are definitely big. They’re much better than Karen’s.”
Angela was beaming from ear to ear at her son’s compliment. Her surprise worked. She was so happy.
“So did you walk to a plastic surgeon? I am guessing you used the credit card.”
“I had someone show me how to use the bus and yes I did use the credit card. They cost a number I can’t remember. It was big though. I figured we have enough money now.”
Damn she figured out how to use the bus? He wondered how much she paid for the operation.
“Mom, I think it would be best if we talked about spending money together from now on. How about this. I’ll take the credit card for now and of you need anything, you can just ask me.”
That was a bold proposal. Having the credit card meant he could access millions of dollars every month.
“Oh okay. I hope it was okay that I used it…of course you can have it baby. I’ll just ask when I need something.”
“You did everything right mom, don’t worry.” Angela handed him the card. Adam’s hand was shaking when he took it from her. There he was. A teenage millionaire who had just gotten his dick properly sucked by the hottest chick in school. His mom had gotten huge tits only to please him and his dad was on another continent, busy fucking a teenage girlfriend of his own. He could get used to this, he thought.
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