The pitcher stared into the catcher, He nodded. He wound up and delivered. Thinking back to it, I remembered The Natural slow motion scene where Roy Hobbs drives the ball over the fence. Chase swung at a ball out of the strike zone and connected. The ball shot off his bat and carried the 400 foot center field fence.
Chase did it, he did it! He is The Natural. A two run home run! We win! We win because of my beloved Chase who I nurtured in his baseball career from five years old. All by myself. I should get some credit.
No thanks to Dad who is now probably working the stands talking all the credit. Such a narcissist.
The whole team was waiting for him. He jumped up and then down on the plate in a dramatic fashion. Game over! Champions! 3 out of 4 for his high school years! So good, so good.
I took control after the jubilant celebration. Time to torture the team with multiple team poses. Twenty years from now, they will appreciate it. Kept it short as best I could. Got all the photos I needed for the on field portion of the celebration.
They ran to the clubhouse, I asked coach if I was done. I really didn’t want to do the clubhouse. It is there place, a private place to go crazy after the win. Snapping towels against bare asses, that sort of thing.
‘Nope, I have recognitions and speeches to make. You need to capture them.’
‘But I am worried… worried about seeing them…’
‘Naked, I will tell them to cover up, give me 5 minutes.’
I waited ten minutes and walked in, still so many naked, muscular bodies. So many penises in open view. Should have been exciting, but just not the right setting.
I was about to walk out when coach called out. ‘Lady in the room, cover up.’
Most did immediately. One lagged behind. he was drying his feet on a bench, his muscular, tight cheeks right there. He stood up without his towel, turned and gave me a full frontal view. I gasped, literally gasped. His penis was at last 6 inches limp. It was so desirable. I thought, I will take one those. I can wrap my lips around it.
I heard someone say, ‘Hey elephant cover up.’
Clearly peer recognition of his size.
Then just as I looked up to the face of the owner…
‘Mom, I am so sorry’
He quickly wrapped a towel over something I had literally dreamed about.
The coach quickly apologized.
‘I am so sorry, I told them you were coming. Maybe they need their hearing tested.’
***
In the Porsche.
‘Chase, you were unbelievable. Pitching, hitting, wow!’
‘Mom, stop it. That is what I do.’
So true. We pulled in the garage. Up to the living room.
‘Chase, would you like a glass of wine to celebrate?’
‘Sure, why not.’
We sat next to each other on the couch. We had one glass, then another, then another, then another. Two bottles gone.
Slurring his speech, Chase asked if there was more wine. I popped open another and poured it. He gulped the first glass down.
‘Mom, Jill asked for photos of me.’
‘That’s not a problem. I have hundreds maybe a thousand in your high school years alone.’
‘Well, she has asked for naked photos, not selfies, but professionally taken’
She is a sly little fox this Jill.
‘Do you plan to comply?’
‘Yes but…’
‘You want me to take them?’
‘Yes. Just so you know, before you say yes, she asked for erotic photos.’
‘Tell me her specifics’
‘She requested at least one photo where a partner had my…’
‘Penis in her mouth?
‘Yes Mom. don’t know how we could do that just me and you.’
I do. I have camera stands and remote controls hooked up to viewing screens.
‘Honey, you are right. Tell her… tell her to f…, forget about it.’
‘Mom, I like her.’ Chase stammered.
I don’t know how he can like her. They have never met in person. I guess that is what makes online dating work.
‘I want to have sex with her, we talked about it, she wants to have sex with me. She said we could be just fuck buddies. But I am so inexperienced. She might be disappointed in me and just drop me.’
‘Come here.’ I gave him a hug.
‘Do you really need her to have sex?’
I was fishing.
‘No, I guess I don’t.’
‘Do you want to learn more about sex to be ready for her?’
‘Yes Mom!’
The big ask.
‘Can your Mom teach you?’
I said it in a way it sounded like Mom was a third person.
‘I am sure she… you can.’
‘Do you want me to do that? I taught you baseball, swimming, skiing, tennis. I helped you with your studies. Who better than your Mom to teach you?’
He thought about it for long time.’
‘Mom, isn’t that a sin?’
I lied. ‘No, only of it is forced on your Mom. If I ask for it, its OK.’
I guess Mom could force it too.
‘Well, that is good.’
I wasted no time. I hugged and kissed him, running my hand down to the 6 inch limp cock wondering just how big the end game is.
I unbuckled his baseball pants belt. I undid the clasp. I pulled down the zipper. Just the compression shorts to deal with. I needed complete access for what I was planning. I dropped between his legs. Pulled off the black Nike flip flops. Reached up to the pants, pulled them down and off.
The tight white compression shorts clearly defining the outline of my son’s semi-erect cock. I kissed the head on my way up to pull down the shorts. I slowly pulled down the shorts to tease me. A little bit of the shaft visible at a time, each exposed area receiving a kiss. Shorts down halfway, more of the shaft to kiss. His erection growing. Down to just the covered head. Lots of shaft to kiss! He must be fully erect, if not oh my gosh, he would be gigantic.
The big moment, compression shorts all the way down, cock snapping to full vertical. Veins visible on the bottom of the shaft. Cock twitching, throbbing, beckoning my lips to kiss and hold in my mouth.
I kneeled between his legs.
I gently placed my hand on the base of his thick shaft. I needed full control. I moved in closer. Lips an inch from the bulbous head. A small trickle of fluid sitting on the top of the head.
I licked the bottom of the head.
‘Oh Mom, that feels so good.’
‘Chase, call me Jill. You are practicing for Jill. I am just standing in for her, don’t think of me as Mom. Imagine it is her about to perform oral sex on you.’
‘OK, M…Jill.’
I continued taking the head in my mouth, lips holding tight just below the corona. Tongue swirling around the head, gentle sucks. Easy stroking. He started shifting around then thrusted his erection deeper into my mouth. I picked up the speed of the up and down motion, holding my lips tightly on my dream cock.
I gently caressed his scrotum, touching, playing with one testicle, then other.
I plunged down, my lips resting on the pubic hair surrounding the thick shaft. His cock head squeezed into my throat opening. I held my position. I looked up at him. His head wiggling back and forth. Come on Chase.
It didn’t take long. He is inexperienced and hormone laden.
‘Jill, Jill, Jill, I am….’
He exploded, gushing cum into my warm mouth, some of the spurts heading right down my throat. I let up, but kept sucking, stroking, sucking, stroking.
‘Jill, that feels so great…’ his voice trailing off. He relaxed and closed his eyes. It looked like he was going to sleep.
I retreated, releasing control of his cock back to him. He was still hard, still vertical. I squeezed out whatever cum left behind and licked it up. I had a mouth full of my son’s cum.
I tapped his leg, he looked up. I opened my mouth to show off all his creamy white ejaculation. I let a little drip out for effect. I closed and swallowed, opened back up, mouth emptied of his cum.
‘Mom, that is so sexy. Mom, I can’t believe how hard I came. I can’t believe how much cum you swallowed!’
I wanted full credit that Mom not Jill gives a great blowjob so I didn’t correct him.
Dropping my shorts and panties, I laid on top of him, his cock pushed down onto his stomach, parting my labia. I kissed him passionately.
‘Chase, it is time to please Jill.’
Lifting up, I created enough space to allow me to take his still hard erection and guide it to my wet pussy. I held onto the top of the shaft and slowly lowered myself onto my son’s marvelous cock. The head contacting my pussy lips. I slid all the way down. Oh so good.
The doorbell rang, shocking both of us. My phone was on the couch, next to Chase. The camera app sprung to life. He picked it up.
‘Mom, it is Dad.’
Chase had inadvertently turned on the microphone. Dad would have heard his remark.
‘Chase, we came to congratulate you. Please let us in.’
There was no getting around it. We had to answer. I grabbed the phone.
‘OK, I will be right there.’ I shutdown the app.
I got off of him.
‘Chase, go put some clothes on, but don’t come out until Mom and Jill’s favorite cock calms down.’
I gave the head a kiss and then kissed him.
‘We will continue this later.’
He nodded with a big smile. He loved having his Mom give him a blowjob. Shortly he will be back deep inside her pussy. I took a paper towel and dabbed my soaked pussy. Up went the panties and shorts, stopping at the mirror. Good thing, some dried cum on the edge of my mouth. Whew, that would have been tough to explain if Greg noticed. Deep breath, I opened the door. Of course, Emily was with him.
‘Wendy, this is Emily.’
‘Nice to meet you,’ I said as monotone as possible.
Yeah, right. She did make me rich, however. I have to admit, she was quite attractive.
‘May we come in?’
Greg didn’t wait for a response. They walked right by me.
‘Where’s our hero?’
Chase walked in. I quick look at his package area, everything was under control.
Acting stand offish Chase replied, ‘Hi Dad. And I guess this is Emily?’
Was that a gentle jab at old Dad? Chase knew Emily was coming to the game.
Emily extended her hand, ‘So nice to finally meet the best man. You look so much like your Dad. So handsome. I really liked your work in the Rolling Stone. Kind of hot.’
Was she hitting on him or just being polite with Gen Z typical compliments?
Always polite, something I taught him, he replied, ‘Thank you very much.’
‘Chase, we won’t stay long. We are here to congratulate you and give you a present. A brand new Rolls Royce Silver Cloud! You can keep it, sell it or give it to Mom. I know she loved it. Helped her get rich.’
I was fuming and showed it. Number one I hated that car long before catching him fucking Emily in the back seat. Number two that car does not make sense. Number three we can’t get into a competition for Chase showering him with expensive gifts. Number four maybe it doesn’t matter as I can do things for Chase that Dad can’t. Scratch that, Dad loved kinky stuff, maybe he would.
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