At times during their conversation, she would naturally cross and uncross her legs that would push the hem of her short terrycloth bathrobe to slide midway up her mature voluptuous thighs and legs.
At one point Mrs. Ryan asked, “I’ve meant to ask you. How did you get those deep red scratches on your arms and shoulders? ”
“I guess I got those scratches when I fell in my dorm room,” responded Ronald with a chuckle.
“I doubt that’s how you got those scratches,” responded his mother with a giggle knowing it was probably the result of her son being with a college girl.
“Maybe you are right mom,” responded Ronald as both laughed as he refilled her wine glass.
Ronald had made it a point to repeatedly refill his mother’s wine glass during their entire conversation as he urged her to enjoy the alcoholic drink and relax.
Unbeknownst to Mrs. Ryan because of the amount of wine she had drank, her 18-year-old son’s young cock was now rock hard as his eyes took in his mother’s flawless thighs and legs.
She had no idea that Ronald, her 18-year-old son, devoted considerable time at the bars around State College picking up attractive older married women in their 40s and 50s – and enjoyed their motherly talents at the motels that prominently promoted “Mom and Son” nights.
The so called “Mom and Son” nights had become extremely popular at the college town since the new policies had been implemented at the Parker Corporation.
The motel bars were filled with women in their 40s, 50s and early 60s mingling with boys that were barely 18 years old and little older. – many of them winding up in one of the motel rooms for the night.
It was noteworthy that all the motels and bars were owned and managed by the Parker family.
When it hit 11 PM, Mrs. Ryan said, “It’s time to go to bed my sweety boy, I know you must get up early tomorrow and head back to college. And I must start looking for a job since your father nearly cleaned out our joint bank account” she declared.
They got up from the couch and faced each other as Mrs. Ryan smiled, “Ronald, I appreciate you took this weekend from school and decided to be with me after your father abandoned me. It’s obvious you’d rather be with those young college girls than with your old mother,” said Mrs. Ryan with her loving motherly smile as she knowingly looked at the red scratches on his arms and shoulders.
“I’d rather be here alone with you, mom,” replied Ronald with a broad smile.
“Oh, that’s so sweet Ronald. Give your mom a nice big hug,” Mrs. Ryan responded with her motherly smile as she then kissed her son’s cheek as he tightly hugged his mother.
However, during his hug that seemed to linger for a while too long, she thought she felt a stiff boner pressed against her flat trim stomach. However, she promptly dismissed her thought as she rationalized, she had drunk too much wine.
After the long lingering hug, Mrs. Ryan asked in her concern as a mother, “Sweety, can I make you something to eat before you go to bed?”
“No mom, there’s nothing in the kitchen I’m interested in eating,” responded Ronald with a sly smile that she had never seen on his face before.
“Okay sweety,” she replied still not understanding that sly smile on his face.
Mrs. Ryan then unsteadily walked around the first floor and turned off all the lights for the night.
Ronald could clearly tell that his mom was wobbling as she walked because of all the red wine that was now circulating through her body.
He then followed his wobbling mother toward the base of the staircase as he admired her swaying wide motherly hips. “Damn, there’s nothing hotter than wide motherly hips of a well-preserved older woman. Their vintage wide hips are tailor made for a wild fucking by a teenage boy with raging hormones” he chuckled to himself as his throbbing young cock seemed to sniff out the ultimate taboo for a teenage boy.
Ronald had been in this situation many times with inebriated attractive older married women that he had met at bars around State College. He knew from experience that this was the time to get what he wanted from a vulnerable older woman.
“Mom, I see you have had too much to drink. I will help you up the stairs and get you ready for bed,” said Ronald with a broad smile as his arm wrapped around her waist and guided her to the staircase.
“That’s not necessary sweety,” responded the inebriated mother.
“I insist mom,” as Ronald guided her up the stairs, while his arm slowly slid down from around her waist to around her hips with his young strong hand palming her soft firm ass cheek.
“I guess I did have too much to drink tonight,” responded Mrs. Ryan with a giggle in a slurred voice not realizing that her son was assessing the firmness of her mature ass.
As they got up to the second-floor hallway, Ronald had a broad smile on his face as he guided his mother toward her bedroom door with his young strong hand still on his mother’s firm ass cheek.
As Ronald was about to open his mother’s bedroom door he said, “Mom it is time to get you ready for bed. I will help you remove your unnecessary robe.”
“No Ronald!” responded his mother as she suddenly burst out of her stupor and became cognizant of what was about to happen and pushed him away from her bedroom door.
Ronald quickly reacted as he spun his mother around and plunged his tongue deep into her mouth giving her a passionate deep kiss as his young strong hands tightly grabbed the cheeks of her mature ass. His nice sized young cock pressed against her flat trim stomach – her body only being shielded by her thin robe.
“Stop Ronald! I am your mother!” Mrs. Ryan yelled at her son as she tried her best to push him away.
“You are so hot mom. I am going to fuck you whether you like it or not. I am going to show you that dad was a fool for leaving you,” said Ronald as his hands quickly ripped the sash off her robe that then revealed his mother’s bra and panties that barely covered her ripe ample motherly breasts and mature pussy – the pussy that he had emerged from 18 years ago.
“Stop! I am your mother! What has come over you!”
“You look so hot mom! I am going to suckle on your nipples and cum in your pussy on your marital bed,” said Ronald as he marveled at his voluptuous mother’s ripe mature body.
“Ronald! You are talking crazy! I am your mother! Are you taking drugs?” Mrs. Ryan cried out to her son.
Ronald did not respond to his mother’s question about the drugs. He simply responded with that broad sly smile on his face, “Mom, I know you loved the feel of my hard young cock pressed on your nice flat stomach. Let’s test whether I can make your nice flat stomach grow over the next nine months,” responded Ronald as he laughed in what seemed to be an uncontrollable manner.
“Ronald, you are talking crazy. I can no longer get pregnant. What has come over you! This is not consistent with the proper upbringing we taught you. You must be on drugs!” Mrs. Ryan cried out to her son.
“Mom, I have gone to bed with several married women your age recently. I know you need a stiff young cock stuffed in your pussy – just like them. All women your age love a pulsating young cock slamming into their lonely ripe pussy -especially the way the situation is here in Lee County,” responded Ronald as he was about to grab both her ample breasts with his young strong hands.
At that moment, Mrs. Ryan somehow gained the strength to push her son’s body away from her and rushed toward her bedroom door.
Ronald grabbed onto his mother’s robe as he watched her round mature hips sway as she ran in her skimpy bra and panties into her bedroom and then slammed and locked the door.
Mrs. Ryan was shocked at what her son had tried to do. She could not emotionally grasp that her youngest son had attempted to fuck her. “He is probably taking drugs. What else could it be,” she thought.
“Open the door, mom!” Ronald yelled as he banged his fist against her bedroom door.
Mrs. Ryan refused to respond to her son.
“Mom, I want to show you something that I know that will make you forget about dad and our financial problems. Open the door!” Ronald shouted as he looked down at the mushroom shaped head of his bulging cock that was now peaking above the elastic waistband of his underwear briefs.
“Please go to your bedroom and go to sleep! Please! You are acting crazy!” Mrs. Ryan cried out at the top of her lungs.
Mrs. Ryan tried her best to contain her emotions as she pressed her ear against her locked bedroom door- until she felt comfortable when she heard her son walk away and return to his bedroom.
She then walked from the door to her once marital bed and laid down and continued to mull over what had just happened.
The unthinkable act of a teenage boy lusting to go to bed with his mother a woman in her fifties was ruminating through her mind.
She could not believe that he even mentioned that he had gone to bed with older married women her age that he met at the bars near State College.
“Is that possible that women my age go to college bars to be picked up by young boys that could be their son – or even grandson?” Mrs. Ryan thought as she shook her head in a totally confused way.
Mrs. Ryan tried to deny to herself that the feel of her son’s young rock-hard cock with its full load of fertile cum that he had pressed against her flat stomach had not altered her repulsive thoughts about having sex with a boy – especially her teenage son.
She also began to feel envious of the older married women that her 18-year-old son had fucked.
As these thoughts ruminated through Mrs. Ryan’s head as she lied on the bed, two of her fingers instinctively found its way into her lonely ripe pussy to create a body shaking orgasm that put her to sleep.
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