Got Lucky and I’m Not Dead (2022)

“Got Lucky, and I’m not Dead.”

Damn it! If I live till tomorrow, it will be a miracle. All I had to do was to get to Mom’s bathroom and steal a pair of used panties to wack off with later. I hear Mom coming up the stairs, so I hide in the closet with her panties in my pocket. My Mom is stunning in the right dress, maybe weighs a buck and a quarter, her hourglass figure and short stature, five foot two, unlike me, a six foot two, blue eye long hair eighteen-year-old high school senior. I weighed in at one hundred and eighty pounds.

Behind the slightly opened closet door, I see her blue eyes crying as she drops her pants and then spreads her blouse. Her crying kills me. Still wearing her bra and panties, I watch–getting harder. I can’t let her keep hurting, but I’m standing all seven inches hard–a good three inches around–I might add. I’m sure I going to die.

This is my last act on earth so be it, stepping into the bedroom. I say, “Stop, Mom, let me take your pain away please; it’s been two years since we tossed him out on his ass for doing your sister. You’re much hotter.”

She grabs for her blouse, trying to cover her body. She tosses sheets over a lube bottle and some weird toy I was unsure of that lay on the bed.

I cut her off before she could speak, “Sorry, Mom. I came to steal a pair of your panties that smelled like you. I was going to do exactly what you think I would do with them.” I walked closer to the bed, took her right shoe off, and began to rub her feet. She let me.

I say, “Sorry, but Mom, you’re so sexy but alone. Why not date?”

“I can’t bring guys home; it’s unfair to you,” She says.

I answer. “So, you rather sit here trying to feel sexy and crying.”

I take your other shoe off and say, “Well, Mom, I’m here; you’re here, and I’m why you are in this state. Let me I fix that for you, Mom. You’ve been my everything, Mom. Let me do this for you, my love.”

I stand and take my shirt off. Soon, I am nude sporting a boner. I keep my eyes directly on hers. Mom is frozen but tries hard to speak, but she keeps watching me touch my smooth body, whispering loving words. I see a fight in her eyes, but my hard body and soft voice are needed.

I say in a deeper and more mature voice, “My dear Mother, let me take this off you. I want to melt your day away for you.”

She helps me take her blouse away from her body. I flip her face down as I straddle you.

I grab the massage oil and start to rub her shoulders. My hard cock also rubs the side of your ass cheeks. She gives a pleasurable sigh as her body relaxes. My hands remove your bra. I rub downwards, enjoying every inch as I pull off her panties, making her as naked as I am.

Our bodies begin to sway together as I rub closer to you. Between your legs, My hard cock sips down. It bumps your hot pussy lips from behind. Mom only moans. I flip you to your back; my cock rides on her pussy as it pushes her lips apart. her clit pulses on me. I kiss my Mom like a woman; she moans again. I kiss you deeply along your neck while my cock stays deep inside of her.

I lift my face to hers and assure her. “You’re my first, Mom.”

She smiles and kisses me some more.

“Didn’t they take your lady parts out, and I don’t need a condom?”

“Damn, I can’t believe it. We’ll burn in hell or not, but I don’t care anymore.” She says as she grabs my cock and pushes it deeper inside of her.

I slide in and out slowly– afraid she might break if I fuck too fast.

Less than halfway in her again, she seems uncertain and flexes her hips. At balls deep, I start small strokes as my fingers find her clit as if to calm her anxiousness. I play with her wet clit to a soothing rhythm in my head, just like I saw watching porn.

It was too much for me I scream out. “I’m coming Mother.” My come drips but the idea keeps me hard. Me rubbing one out with your panties pales to this act.

She feels the beat as well and worms her body along. Soon, my Mom screams from the explosion inside, then she arches her back, trying to get me in deeper for some more of my cock goodness. I flip us over without slipping out. I let her take a turn on top and pick the pace. Her weight pushes her hot, swollen clit against my hard stomach, and she lets herself cum once more.

She pulled me out and got on her knees. As she bent over, her ass cheeks spread with you hands, showing me all her charms. My mouth foams as I think of licking the place I came from. I welcome her clit to my face. Her squeal says it all. My nose plays with her asshole as I water her pussy with my mouth and tongue.

I slide back into her sweet insides. I play with her breast.

“I hope you feel my love, baby. I’ve wanted you since dad left; he’s such an ass. But, Mom, you feel how hard you make me; you feel me throb?”

Mom starts to sweat and moan between moans. Finally, she says, “I’m ready to burn in hell for you; you fill me up so.”

I hold still and slap her ass a few times until she moves, and she does move. We continue to make slapping noises, and it gets wetter. I break out in a sweat; everything is wet. Our hair drips with wetness around us. I can see the fog on the bedroom windows, but we aren’t stopping. She starts moaning as she melts with cum on my cock. Her pussy wraps tight around my cock, and it feels like I am fucking a glove. I cum too, but it doesn’t slow me down. I roll her over to the side and lift her leg.

I pick up speed and want to cum again, but something is missing from this perfect fuck. I feel her hand playing with my balls, and this does it. My Mom screams sound loud, but mine rattles the windows when my cum splashes in my Mom’s pussy. She explores juicy cum with me. I pick her up with her legs around my waist. Towards the master bath, we hold each other until we reach the shower. I start it.

In the shower, I rub her breast and then her pussy. Its lips feel swollen. She moves about under the shower until my hot cock finds her pussy again. I bounce her on my hard cock as it becomes harder. Finally, like a rag-doll, she stops moaning and passes out. I cum so hard I slide sideways, but my arm stays up and sits us on the bench. I wash us off under the warm shower.

After showering, the bed is a mess and damp in her bedroom. I took her to mine and slipped my arms around her as we drifted off to dreamland.

The morning wakes while she is still in my arms. I say, “You’re not a one-night stand; you’re not some chick to break up with because I am holding out for something I dreamt about.”

I roll over closer to her and hold her so she can feel me. I say, “Shame you’re too sore for thirds, but I know how to care for you, my love.”

I kiss your thighs, and her pussy lips open as my lips find her clit, and ever so softly and slowly, I know she is tender there. She grabs my hair, moving me where it feels good to taste her pussy. Her cum flavor is different from before. I sit up and try to kiss her, but she stops me. So I moved a little closer and say, “Trust me; you’ll love your cum.”

She stops stopping me.

I kiss her passionately. She likes the taste and licks it off my face. I say, “We will be the perfect Mom and son; when it’s just us, you will be loved every day, my love. You’re going to be my perfect slut, Mom. I’ll make you come every day and hope to make you feel cherished and loved. Should we move to another town that does not know who we are? You can be the rich, slightly older woman with her boy toy, or we could be married. I’m offering you my love, now and forever. I do not want kids; thanks.”

I take the fact that Mom tells me in her mouth that we would be some version that will work out as we go.

A few kind words could make a part two.