Mom's Loving Children

By the time my son reached eighteen, I told myself I was not going to clean up after him anymore. After all, he was a senior in high school; he played soccer, and got straight ‘A’s — so, he sure as heck ought to be able to clean his own room.

But one Saturday morning, a few years ago, I wanted to get an early start on doing laundry. I was still in my nightie tearing through the house collecting dirty cloths — Bill had left hours earlier to play golf with his buddies, and my daughter Sara, two years younger than my son, was sleeping over at her girlfriend’s house.

“Tommy … I need your dirty cloths!” I yelled as loud as I could. I was upstairs; just finishing gathering up Sara’s cloths that she’d left strewn all over her room.

“I’m in the bathroom, mom … I’ll get ’em in a minute.” Came the faint and muffled reply from my son.

As a mom, I knew exactly what “in a minute” meant when uttered by offspring; translate as, “whenever I feel like it, or next Thursday, whichever is sooner, but only if it’s the fifth Thursday of the month.”

If I wanted to wash his dirty cloths during my lifetime, then I knew I’d have to get them myself; I charged into his room, plopped the laundry basket on the floor at the foot of his bed, and started tossing his dirty cloths into the basket. Tommy’s dirty cloths were also scattered about his room.

When I picked up a pair of Tommy’s dirty socks from his desk — and just why they were on his desk, I had no idea – I must have bumped his computer, or the mouse, or something, because the blank screen suddenly lit up. I might not have paid any attention to it had there not been movement on the screen; but there was, and it caught my eye. So, I stopped momentarily and looked over at what my son had on his computer.

And I froze.

There, on my son’s computer screen, was a cute young blonde being fucked from behind by some big black guy while she sucked another guy’s monster cock.

I was stunned.

I thought, this is my baby’s computer … my little Tommy … how could this be on his …

My mind was reeling.

As I watched, the scene shifted, and the girl was straddling the black guy; his mammoth cock stuffed in her pussy. A guy stepped into the picture and stuffed her mouth with yet another huge piece of meat. Without thinking, I sat on the edge of Tommy’s bed and just stared. As shocked as I was, I was becoming conscious of something else; I was getting turned on! I sensed that there was moisture building between my legs; and that awareness shocked me almost as much as the discovery of the porn on my son’s computer. Try as I might, I could not deny, or stop, my growing state of arousal.

“Aw mom … I told you that I was gonna get my cloths for … holy shit!” Tommy said as he barged into the room. He came to an abrupt halt when he realized what I was watching.

“Geez mom … I’m sorry … I thought I killed that before I went …” As he spoke, he took a step toward his computer and reached out; presumably to turn it off or cancel the porn flick.

I grabbed Tommy by the wrist and pulled his hand back.

“Sit down!” I shouted at him.

It was pretty obvious to him that I was agitated; so he did as he was told and sat next to me on the edge of his bed. I didn’t let go of his wrist.

“Mom … I’m sorry … I’ll get rid of it … scrub it from the hard drive … honest!” Tommy pleaded.

“I … I don’t understand … when … I mean … why … oh my gawd … look at what they’re doing to her … I can’t believe …” I stammered.

A third guy on the screen had just come into view. The camera angle changed and there was a close up of the new guy penetrating the blonde’s asshole. The camera panned back and we saw that she had a cock in every orifice — they were all pumping into her young body. I was so excited; I didn’t know what to do.

“Please mom let me turn it …”

“No!”

I was confused. I knew that I should be angry with Tommy; but more than anything, I was so horny that I couldn’t stand it. I pulled on Tommy’s wrist and guided his hand between my legs and then pulled his fingers into the warm damp softness there.

“Feel how wet I am Tommy! Do you feel it? Do you?!”

My hips slowly started to undulate against his unwilling hand.

“Geeeeez mom! What are you doing?”

Tommy struggled to pull his hand away. I used both hands and held him tight as I continued to rub my pussy up against his fingers.

“Oh gawd Tommy … look at all that cum dripping from her chin … Tommy do you see the cum … oh that is sooooo hot!”

“Mom!” Tommy didn’t know what to do or how to react. Who would?

“You’ve got to help me Tommy … you’ve got to … you’re the only one … please Tommy I need you to help me … please!” I am sure that I sounded half demented, but I was desperate with need, and Tommy really was the only one who could help.

“What mom … I don’t understand … what …”

Tommy was wearing only his white jockey shorts — we’d never been prudes in our house, though we didn’t go around the house naked, either. But any one of us running around the house in underwear was not unusual. I removed one hand from Tommy’s wrist, but held tight with the other, and reached over and grasped Tommy’s cock through his shorts.

“Shit mom … what are you …” He was startled but he was also growing hard as I held him.

“I need something Tommy … right now … and you have to help me … you’re the only one who can.” I told him; pleaded with him.

I pulled his shorts down and his cock sprang out. It was very large. Of course, I’d seen it when he was a small child; but that had been many years ago, and never with the adoring eyes I had for his cock that day. I squeezed his penis and started stroking him.

“Mom … this isn’t right … we shouldn’t be …”

“I know … I know … but I can’t help it … I need to do this …” I leaned down and took his throbbing cock in my mouth. It tasted so marvelous; pre-cum oozed from the tip and I tasted the salty liquid. I lifted my head and begged him even more.

“Rub my pussy baby … please rub my clit … I need you Tommy … please.”

I placed my mouth back over his cock; I felt him tremble all over. Then I felt his fingers pull my panties aside and search for my little nub. When he connected and began to flick his fingers over the tip I screamed in delight; although, with Tommy’s cock filling my mouth, my shriek of bliss was muffled.

Tommy began groaning. His hips started pumping his hard dick into my mouth. My loins were on fire and chills spread through my body. I felt my tummy and my pussy begin to spasm.

Hot salty liquid erupted into my mouth, again and again. My mouth filled quickly and I tried to swallow it all, but some escaped. I lifted my head and scooped up the cum that was running down my chin with my fingers. I licked my fingers; it tasted so good.

“Was that good Tommy? Did you like that?”

“Oh mom … well yes, of course, but … I … I … we shouldn’t …”

“It’s alright Tommy … really … we won’t tell anyone … but … Tommy, I still need something … please …”

He was still hard but I took him back into my mouth and sucked him just to make sure he stayed really hard.

I pushed him down on the bed and stood up; then I pulled my nightie up and over my head. I tugged my panties down and let them drop to the floor. Crawling onto the bed, I threw my leg over my son’s hips and lowered my burning pussy toward his stiff cock. With my fingers wrapped around his erection, I guided him to the swollen lips of my vagina. I felt the warmth from the head of his cock and rubbed it against my clit and moaned. Pushing his dick back towards the entrance to my sex; I lowered myself on his rigid member and felt my son penetrate me. Slowly, my pussy slid all the way down the length of his stiff cock. The sensation of having my son’s cock buried deep inside my tingling cunt was so incredible.

“Oh gawd … uh … uh … oh Tommy that feels so … aaaaaaaaw … oh Tommy how does it feel … being inside me Tommy … how does it feel …”

I felt his hips gently start to pump his stiff shaft up into my body.

“Ah shit … it feels good … really good …” Tommy responded.

“Oh Tommy that’s it … just like that … harder Tommy … harder!”

My son reached up and squeezed my breasts; the same breasts he suckled as a baby. I reached for his head and pulled it up to my breasts and encouraged him to suck my nipples; he did not disappoint me. Feeling his hot breath on my nipple and his lips sucking there drove me wild. His hard cock was stroking the inside of me. It slid back and forth in my slippery tunnel and sent waves of hot rapture through my body. My toes curled, I threw my head back, squeezed my eyes shut, and my pussy clinched my son’s hard meat as I was driven over the edge into some other reality.

I shuddered. I screamed my bliss … my breathing was ragged and quick … my body was covered with sweat. Tommy kept pounding into me and sucking at my breast. I took his head and tilted it up then placed my lips on his; my tongue invaded his mouth just as his cock was invading my cunt. His tongue responded. My hips matched the rhythm of his manhood pumping into my cunt and I came again.

Lost in my delirium, I vaguely remember feeling his cock spasm and throb as he pumped his seed into me. He’d cum twice in just minutes; I’d forgotten how resilient young men could be.

Our bodies, wet from sweat, slipped and slithered over each other. Our hot breath mingled since our mouths were still pressed tightly together as we both came down from our orgasms.

“Thank you Tommy … I needed that so much … your dad and me, we … we … haven’t, you know … for such a long time … thank you …” I told my son. “Was it OK … I mean, it wasn’t too bad for you honey?”

“Oh geez, no … it wasn’t bad, it was great … a lot better than Susan, she just lays there and … oops.” Tommy realized, too late, that he was telling his mom about screwing his girlfriend.

“That’s OK Tommy, I’ve assumed you and Susan were doing it.” I told him. I was still astride my son, rocking slowly back and forth on his still hard cock. I rolled over onto my back and pulled Tommy along with me — my ankles were wrapped around the backs of his legs and I held him close so that his cock remained inside me.