Photo Finish – The Beginning

‘Let’s get bed shots,’ I suggested. She moved to the ginormous bed. Laying on the bed, legs held wide open for a close up view of her pleasure zone.

‘Wendy, lick my pussy please. I know you want to.’

I dropped my camera. I moved in between her legs, glancing at her breasts proudly uprising from her chest. My lips now on her lips.

‘Wendy. Fuck me with your lips and tongue. I have waited patiently for you.’

My tongue now inside her pussy. I was sucking her clit when someone tapped me on the shoulder.

‘Mom, I thought I was the only one you had oral sex with. Why are you doing that with my girlfriend?’

I turned toward him, I pulled down his shorts, He had an unbelievable erection.

‘You are right honey. Let me take it now.’

I grasped the bottom of his shaft by the root. I wrapped my lips around the head, licking the precum, twirling my tongue all around his large head, caressing the large testicles.

‘Mom, I am going to cum. Please stay on me.’

Another tap on the shoulder.

‘Let me finish him, Wendy.’ She took his cock and immediately deep throated him while I continued to caress his balls.

‘I want the cum, give it back to me!’

I grabbed it back, but before I could put it in my mouth, he was shooting cum all over Jill and me.

***

What a dream, it shook me. No, the extreme turbulence shook me awake.

‘This your captain speaking. Please return to your seats and buckle your safety belts. We will be out of this turbulence in about 10 minutes. I apologize for the rough ride.’

One time, in a famous Houston bar, I rode a bucking bull machine. That was tame compared to this ride. I hope I live to see Chase. I love him so. After that dream, I need to show him how much his Mom loves him. A Mom who will do anything for her son, anything.

Smooth landing after 10 minutes of terror. Down at baggage return, there he was. My son Chase. I was so happy to see him. Extreme hugs and kisses. I didn’t want to let go. I couldn’t help but think about the dream and his enormous cock. It can’t be that big. Just a dream.

With his NIL deal, he was driving in style in a four door Porsche. If I was a stud QB, I would have chosen something sportier although the stats on his car were amazing. He said he was being practical? Ok.

Uneventful ride home. Mostly sports small talk. I tried to be in tune with MLB, his true career target. Tough to do in Fiji.

Back home, totally the gentleman, Chase took care of my bags taking them into my room.

We congregated at the kitchen table for a light dinner before the game. More small talk.

‘Mom, I have some news.’

Uh-oh. Someone pregnant?

‘Brace yourself.’

What the fuck. I actually grabbed the table.

‘Dad is getting married. He asked me today to be his best man.’

Dead air. This was a nuclear bomb right before an important, no very important game. Chase’s championship game day. What a dick his Dad is. He dropped the news today on purpose, I am sure.

I moved in close to Chase. I caressed his cheek.

‘Honey, I know this is too much to drop on you today. I wished he waited until tomorrow.’

‘Me too.’

He broke out in tears and moved in close, burying his head on my breasts. This is my son. Stop it. I gently moved his head up and looked him in the eye.

‘Chase, I am OK if you do it. He is your father.’

‘Mom, she is one year older than me! She could be my sister! Or my girlfriend. This is crazy.’

Back to my breasts, crying. My mind drifted off to Chase caressing my breasts in un-motherly way. Ripping off my blouse, flicking his fingers on the back of my bra to release my tits for his enjoyment and mine. Sucking on my hard nipples.

‘What are you going to do? I will support you in whatever your decide.’

‘Mom, if you will be my plus one, I will do it.’

Wow, wow, wow said Noho.Hank. I abhor the idea at being at my ex’s marriage to someone half my age. If I did the math correctly, taking into account his 4 year absence from Chase’s game, they might have started when she was sixteen. Disgusting thought, I hope I am wrong.

Fuck It. I will do it. His Dad will be so uncomfortable with me attending. You know, I love the idea.

‘Chase, I am in. When is it? Where is it?’

I hoped for some time in the distant future.

‘He said they were moving fast, next Sunday in a Catholic church in Houston.’

Must be pregnant. No wait, he is infertile. He used that to his advantage with anyone with tits and a pussy. It worked.

We live in the Dallas area. So does Greg. Must be her family. Can’t wait to meet them. It will mess up our plan a little. We will move right away to Malibu. We will fly back to Dallas for the Friday dinner party rehearsal and wedding party dinner. Then back to Dallas for the Saturday team celebration. Onto Houston Sunday morning for the wedding. Nice to have money and a private jet.

‘No problem, we can adjust. Let’s focus on the game and forget about Dad tonight. Do what you do to get ready.’

‘Mom, I embarrassed to say, I masturbate. I read a study that it would raise your T-levels. I did it. It worked for me.’

Mixed discussion on that, but if he thinks it works for him, so be it.

‘OK, my turn to be embarrassed. Do you need any help?

Tried to phrase as an open question. I was willing to help physically. Hand on cock. I want to win as much as he does.

‘Mom, really?’

‘Honey, sorry it sounded that way. Do I need to get you photos, videos, a porn site? You know, whatever it takes. I am here to help.’

I didn’t mention the other option. I take your cock in my hand, wrap my lips around the head. Stroke it, till you cum in your Mom’s mouth. That would work for me. Stop it, you slut, my inner voice said. Must be the good voice.

‘I have photos from Jill the SI model. She said you know her. If that is not true, I will ignore her, but her photos are really…’

‘Yes, I know her. She is hot. We are friends. She is doing a shoot in LA. We are going to meet up when we hit Malibu.’

We is me.

‘Yeah, she told me that. I invited her to our place. Maybe I shouldn’t have.’

Shit, I was trying to avoid that. She will be on our doorstep. I don’t know what she is really up to.

‘No problem baby. Go take of your business. Let me know if you need anything else. I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do.’

Door wide open. Stop talking like that. It’s your son. I just sat there for a moment. I waited until I heard his footsteps from above. His bedroom is right above the kitchen. I wonder if he will leave the door ajar. I ran up the stairs. It was slightly ajar. Would it be open enough to see him. It wasn’t enough. That frustrated me.

I could pop it open and use some excuse. Tell him I had more pictures of Jill or something. I had pictures in my room of Jill, so I would need to grab them. Need to have them in hand.

I picked them out of my bag and looked at them. She is so sexy, and she is interested in me. I jumped on the bed with the pictures. I was excited at the thought of being with her. My fingers down to my pussy, rubbing it gently, stirring up my excitement. Fingers inside the lips, pressing down on my clit. Jill’s fingers. I pulled my shorts and panties off. I sat up briefly to take off my shirt and bra. I felt the wetness.

I laid back down, spread my legs wide. Gently playing with myself to build back the excitement. Jill’s fingers now hard at work, pushing in, pulling out. Her lips on my clit, sucking it, licking it, driving me forward to climax.

The passion building, rolling through me from top of my head to my toes. Bucking up against Jill’s fingers and talented licks dominating my world. She was so good, she knew exactly what to do and when to do it. It’s happening, I am cumming. I am cumming hard. I screamed out loud.

‘Jill, I am cumming!’

I came hard, the ripples of satisfaction traveling my body. I was so wet, so satisfied. I had to make Jill work. It would be my first time with a woman. I laid there for a moment, glowing with the now and the promise of the future.

‘Mom! Are you OK? I heard your scream and came running to you. Your naked! You’re, you’re….’

He did a 180 and left. He was upstairs, I am downstairs. Was I that loud?

I forgot to close and lock my door like I always do when I masturbate. I hadn’t intended to pleasure myself. How stupid of me. Now I knew he knew what I was doing. That’s OK. His Mom needs sexual satisfaction just like him. Tonight, maybe more for him if it helps him win.

***

After an hour, he came down dressed in his baseball uniform. Looking good. I was in my full battle gear. Number 0 Delaney jersey, matching shorts, cameras fully charged. Spare batteries just in case.

‘Mom, two minutes ago Dad said he would be there tonight with Emily.’

I didn’t remind Chase, that this is the first high school game Dad ever attended. What an asshole. Hope to speak with Emily and… no, I will take the high road. No, I won’t. Yes, I would only if it was the right thing to say. She could be my daughter. Did she anything in him except money. Maybe she is smart. Half an empire divided by two is still a lot.

***

Chase drove us in his Porsche. Nice. I could afford million dollar Ferraris. I didn’t see the need.

He has an unmarked reserved parking place at the football stadium. Wow!

We exited his car, and he was immediately greeted with more than his fair share of fans. Off to the back, I saw asshole and Emily.

She looked better with clothes on. My blood was boiling. Chase moved to the clubhouse, I went to the field, snapping b-roll pics of the fans for the video as I walked. Everyone pumped. Some recognized me. I posed for many pictures with Moms, Dads and wanna be girl friends for Chase. Oh to be young again.