A Maternal Comfort by WeirdOne

It was the summer of 2017 and I had just graduated from high school and I had been 18 years old for a few months already. I lived in a decent sized town at the time. My parents split when I was around 6, so most of my childhood and my teen years, I had been living with my father, whom I was really close with. But he passed away in 2015 due to cancer. Since then I’ve been living with my mother for the last year and a half. She and I however, did not have a great relationship. A lot of unresolved issues and she always had a drinking problem, since I was little. That is why I stayed with my father. Even during their divorce, she wanted my father to have full custody because she could not take care of me. Eventually things were slowly getting better with her and I and we were able to patch things up, more or less. Upon graduating, I immediately landed a job at a large warehouse, just stacking boxes and loading them onto trucks. The job was pretty crappy, but the pay was decent enough for my first job. I did not have that many friends in this town, I always had a small circle of friends and as luck would have it – basically all of my friends were gone for the summer, most of them had also gone off to college, while I decided to take a gap year and work, to save some money up. So I didn’t socialize all that much since my dad passed. My only company was my mom, who thinks that me listening to her complain is an actual conversation. Aside from that, I had a little brother, he was born 10 months before my father had passed away, which was just gut wrenching. Now, just to specify – he is my half brother. My dad remarried in 2013 and had him with my step-mom. Her name is Julia and at the time she was 37. My dad and Julia met when I was around 11 years old, back then they were just dating on and off, but I would see her every now and again. She always tried to be nice to me, but once I hit puberty we didn’t get along too well. At that point, she had moved in with me and my dad. I admit: I was a little shit to her and she just took it at first and let it slide, but eventually her patience ran out and she became cold to me as well, for a while. Regardless, we haven’t had a great relationship, up until my dad’s death. I would visit my little brother and Julia multiple times a week. I would stay the night, since my room was still there and I would even stay over on the weekends. My mom hated it when I stayed over there, though. But I honestly preferred it that way. Julia was great she’s good at cooking, she always did my laundry, she kept the house clean and in all honestly – I just liked staying there because that is where I grew up. My room was there, my bed, most of my clothes and belongings and of course the most important part that makes any household “your home” for a young guy – my computer was there! So, needless to say, I stayed with Julia and my little brother quite a lot, therefore me and her started getting along really well. We were both shattered by the passing of my dad, so we found comfort in each other. What started as a thing of comfort for me, however became something different and unspeakable. See I was 18, a young and healthy guy and she is insanely attractive. I mean it when I say this: Julia is unreasonably hot and I had started developing a crush on her for the past year or so. I was insanely troubled that I have these thoughts, but lucky for me – no one can read my mind, so it’s whatever. I figured this crush would go away. You see, I’m 18 and stupid, I’m not at all emotionally mature, I of course did try to self diagnose myself, thinking this was just some silly mommy issue because of my problematic relationship with my mother or it’s the fact that I never saw Julia as my mother, because I always had my own mother, as troubled as she might be. But of course the latter version contradicted the mommy issues version, so I would just hurt my own brain in confusion, trying to understand why this was happening. I did my best to block it out though and I did a really good job of it. You’ve no idea how many times I was tempted to smell her dirty laundry or underwear, while staying at that house. How many times I had to force myself to not check her out and look away instead. Not an easy thing to do. Despite having given birth recently, Julia was in amazing shape. She was more or less skinny when she and my dad met. But since then she had gotten some amazing curves. She started going to the gym a lot to get herself into great shape, since giving birth.

She had an hourglass shape, her tits were perfect – large and round, D-Cups. Her ass was amazing, big, pear shaped and looked so nice and juicy. She had those childbearing hips. She had really nice legs too. She is slightly taller than me and I’m around 5’9”. She was very beautiful in the face too. She had luscious full lips, facial features all symmetrical, cute button nose. beautiful blue eyes and blonde hair. Like I said before, unreasonably hot and desired by many, whenever she and my dad would go out and I would be there too, I often saw how people were looking at her and there were instances, like when one of my dad’s co-workers approached her and tried to shoot his shot with her, while my dad wasn’t looking, this colleague was asking her if she and my dad had something “serious”. So, there being very unprofessional men at a company picnic trying to steal my dad’s girl, was already an indicator that these dudes would’ve probably fought my dad over her, in the Elden times. So, trying “not to look” was not an easy task. Especially because she felt so comfortable around me she would often wear revealing clothes. At that point I had seen her in her underwear, swimwear, sportswear – hell, I even had a glance at her titties once, because she was changing and did not close the door. That was super awkward and we did not talk about it, though. Even though she did not say a word, I know that she saw me looking.

Julia was super thrilled that I had found a job and one that requires physical strength at that. She always disliked that I spent time on the computer and given that my dad had a desk job himself, she had hinted at the fact that my father’s unhealthy lifestyle could’ve contributed to his illness. So with her being obsessed with fitness, she was happy that I was physically active, often called me the “working man” and would touch my biceps and massage my shoulders, at times.

It was towards the middle of July when my mom went away on vacation, to visit her sister in another country. I was supposed to go with her, but I had to stay and work. So, naturally I did not even bother going to my mom’s place, I went and stayed with Julia, after work. She was an early riser and always made me breakfast, I started helping out around the house, cleaning, doing chores, grocery shopping. Did a lot of maintenance around the house and Julia was thrilled to “Have a man around the house”. It was so nice, not having the anxiety of my mom’s wrath lingering over me for staying with Julia, I really liked staying with her.

I came home on a Friday once and Julia had just arrived from work recently as well. She was working in an accounting firm at the time and made a good living, without having to work long hours. She asked if I wanted to go out for a drink downtown. My brother was at a sleepover with Julia’s best friend and her kids. Naturally, I agreed. I went to take a shower, put on my nicest shirt and sprayed a bunch of cologne on me that Julia had gotten me a while back. I came downstairs and Julia was also ready, she wore a nice green summer dress and some high heels sandals, her hair and make-up looked gorgeous. We got a cab and went out to a nice place, got some dinner and a few drinks. Afterwards we decided to go for a walk on the beach. We stayed out and watched the sunset. I don’t remember a lot of the conversations we had that night, but we did talk about how lonely we both were and that it’s been difficult to adjust to life. Then Julia asked me if I had a girlfriend, which of course made it super awkward. She started asking me if I’ve had sex before and my stupid ass being tipsy from 3 beers decided to be super honest and tell her that I’m a virgin. I had kissed a girl before and played around with her titties, while she touched my dick, but nothing more. I have watched an unreasonable amount of porn though, so I wasn’t completely oblivious to how sex works. Obviously, I just told her that I’ve fooled around with a girl, but that nothing happened. Julia played it off as if she did not believe me. Laughing and saying that I’m mean for lying to her. It got dark outside, I gave Julia my jacket and we walked towards the parking lot to take a cab back home. When we got home, Julia and I went out into the backyard and had some wine there. We just sat there, watching the stars and after a bit she said that she started feeling the alcohol. She got up and made me dance with her under the stars. We slow danced with no music. I mean, it was just awkward, because I had no idea how to dance, so it was just one of those “hold each other and sway from side to side” dances. But She was so close to me. Her tits were pressed up against my chest, her hand holding mine and her arm wrapped around my neck. She smelled so nice, despite the fact that I could smell the alcohol on her breath, I could still smell all the oils and perfume on her body, she smelled like raspberries. I just wanted to kiss her and taste the wine on her lips. But I restrained myself. I told myself that there’s nothing more fucked up than kissing the mother of your half-sibling. We danced for quite a bit and it actually got a bit more intense as she tried to do some rockabilly type of shit and I did my best to keep up, after a few minutes of goofing around and dancing, she stopped and hugged me. We were breathing heavily from all the dancing and we decided to call it a night. Julia returned my jacket to me and she went to take a shower. I went to bed. After taking a shower myself, Julia knocked on my door and came into my room. She was wearing a black night gown. She sat down on my bed next to me and told me how much it meant to her that I spent time with her. She said she was very fond of me and loved having me around. I was laying in bed already and she went in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around me and her titties were literally in my face. She smelled fantastic, she smelled like coconut now. God, I wanted to put her titties in my mouth. We wished each other a good night and she went to sleep. I could not get Julia out of my head. After tossing and turning in bed for hours. I got up and grabbed my jacket that Julia had worn during the evening and took it to bed with me. I hid under the covers and placed the jacket on my face and began to sniff it. Julia’s scent was still there, that raspberry smell. I got hard and started jerking off and I came almost instantly, that’s how horny she made me. I fell asleep shortly after.