MOM ALWAYS MAKES IT BETTER!

"Damn, mom, you look good sucking my cock!"

"Damn straight she does." I whispered to the lucky bastard on my laptop as I slowly pumped my cock.

The young man in the video moaned and moved his 'mother's' hair from her face so the camera could get a good look at her sucking his long thick cock.

The site was Mommy loves me best and they put out the hottest mother son movies around. The moms were older porn stars in their late thirties and early forties, but who still looked damn hot and this woman was no exception.

Making it better she was just my type, slender, but with big tits along with long black hair and big brown eyes.

Those eyes were currently looking up at her 'son' as she knelt between his legs blowing him.

She bobbed her head, her deep red lips sliding along his glistening shaft. She removed his cock with a loud slurping sound,

"Yeah, you like your naughty mother blowing you, baby?" she licked her lips, "I hope so because I love sucking my son's nice big dick!"

"Bet you do." I sighed as I jerked my cock faster, "Bet you like fucking your son too!"

As if hearing me, mom stood up, turned around and sat on her son's big fat cock. She leaned back and placing her feet on his legs bounced up and down.

"Oh, Bobby! Honey, you have such a big dick! So much bigger than your dads!"

That comment caused me to smile, just like it had the first time I'd heard it a couple of years ago.

Not that coming from an actor in a scripted fantasy was anywhere near as hot as having it whispered in your ear while your cock was deep inside the forbidden pussy of your mother, but it was the closest I could get right now.

I jerked my aching cock faster and the increased pleasure caused me to focus more on the movie in front of me rather than replaying the home movies in my mind.

Those images, ones that would be a perfect fit for any site like this, were getting harder and harder to keep at bay and I'd been watching mommy videos and jerking off like it was a sporting event lately.

Not that most twenty year old guys didn't spank it a lot, but considering I was currently living with a pretty young coed whom I'd been dating for close to a year, it was a little abnormal.

Most guys would be thrilled to be sharing a bed with a sexy little petite blonde who was as sweet as she was pretty, but they had never experienced the ultimate lover, their own mother.

"Yes, baby! Oh fuck!" Mom was now on her hands and knees with her son behind her, his hands digging into her slender hips as he relentlessly drove his cock into her.

"That's it Bobby!" she cried out, "Give mommy what she needs! Oh God, you're daddy doesn't fuck me like this!"

No he didn't and even as I stroked my cock towards yet another wasted load spilled over a video rather than the real thing, I wondered if mom was thinking of me as much as I was her. It had been ten months since the last time we'd been together.

The day after I had spent the night at Amy's place mom had told me maybe she was the one and to be-as she put it-like the rest of the boys and enjoy a pretty young girl my age that could turn out to be something special.

I hadn't wanted to break things off with mom, after all, how could any girl my age compare with a woman who not only fucked like a sex starved cougar, but who loved me more than any other woman ever would?

But mom loved dad as well and would never want to break his heart so we snuck around, me giving mom everything dad couldn't in bed...like a good hard fuck, and mom was my private little milf porn star.

So on the occasions I met someone I took an interest in mom had a rule that she would back off and see if I could find a special someone I could be happy with and maybe even marry and have some kids of my own.

As I watched Bobby roll his mother over, lift her legs in the air and start driving his huge dick inside her glistening pink slit while she rubbed her clit, I longed to be him.

"Yes, baby!" Mom screamed from the screen, her red lips parted and her long dark hair fanned out on the pillow.

Her huge tits were bouncing wildly as her son spread her legs as wide as he could and continued his assault on his mother's smooth pussy.

She captured one of her nipples and tugged on it, while her fingers rubbed her clit in furious circles.

"Loser," I muttered, "You should be playing with her pussy, not her." I know I would be, and not just with my fingers, if that were my mother I would be licking that pussy until my tongue cramped.

But her red tipped nails did look good stroking her swollen clit and when she moaned and called out that she was going to cum on her son's hard cock mine twitched in my hand and I moaned softly.

Knowing there was only a minute left in the clip, I slowed my stroking so I could cum when the son did in an attempt to live vicariously through him.

"Fuck! I'm cumming for you, baby!" Mom howled from the lap top, her head falling back as she released what in the back of my mind I knew to be fake cries of pleasure.

But they sounded damn good and the son was moaning as well as he pounded his mother's convulsing pussy.

I recalled being in his exact position, my mother on her back, releasing real sounds of ecstasy as her hot wet pussy quivered around my hard cock. My hand increased its speed when the son whipped his cock out and pumped it.

His mother sat up, holding her tits up for him and when his cock erupted, sending a long stream of cum across his mother's big beautiful tits, I moaned and sent a pretty impressive spurt spraying...all over my bare stomach.

Mom grabbed her son's cock and jerked it hard, while moving it side to side to paint each of her tits. I continued to make a pathetic mess all over my stomach all the while yearning for it to be all over my mom's tits, or her face, or ass, hell even her feet.

"Hmm, that felt so good, honey." Mom pulled her son's head down and gave him a long tongue filled kiss and I licked my lips at the memory of the sweet taste of my mom's lips.

"Now, let's go take a nice hot shower and clean up before your dad gets home." She giggled, "Don't want him knowing he's getting his son's sloppy seconds, do we?"

"No we don't." I sighed, and as the video froze on a close up of the mother's cum covered tits, I leaned back in the chair at my desk and sighed.

I looked down at the puddle of cum on my stomach and wondered what the hell was wrong with me? Granted in a perfect-for me anyway-world that sticky mess would be somewhere on my mother's anatomy, or maybe down her throat or deep inside her, but beyond that, Amy was more than happy to have sex.

Not just happy to have it, but Amy was a fun girl, she loved to give head, would get into any position and would pretty much try anything once, including role playing. My eyes narrowed at the thought of asking her to role play mother son with me, but as open as she was, I was sure like most people her reaction would be that it was sick.

The closest I had gotten to it was when she wore a black wig for Halloween and I had gotten so hot seeing her brunette I had talked her into wearing it to bed a few times for me, telling her it was like role playing.

Initially Amy hadn't minded wearing it because she loved how hard I fucked her when she did. That made me feel badly as what she didn't know is when she donned the wig all I saw was my mother in her place. But the last couple of times I'd asked her to wear it she had refused.

Fact was our sex life had been failing the last couple of months and it was all on me. It had started when Amy and I had spent the night at my parent's house and unable to sleep I had gotten up to watch TV.

Well, that was what I told myself I was going to do. The reality was my mother had been playfully flirting with me at dinner and slipped me a quick kiss on the deck when Amy and dad had been inside.

We hadn't been together in six months and I thought she was giving me a signal to come play with her. I knew it was wrong to do that to Amy, but she had been doing me behind dad's back for two years and claimed it was okay, that it was different for us, because who would ever suspect it?

So I went out and sure enough found mom on the couch in a sexy little robe. She didn't seem surprised to see me and gave me another un-motherly kiss, this one longer, deeper and tongue filled. I started to untie her robe, but mom had stopped me. I had asked if she were worried about Amy and told her she slept like the dead and wouldn't wake up.

But mom had said she couldn't because Amy and I seemed serious. She said it was killing her not to have me, but when she had first seduced me she had made a deal with herself that if I could be happy with someone then she would step back.

"A mother always does what's best for her son."

She had said then gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to bed, leaving me sitting on the couch with a raging hard on. I'd slipped back into my bed and took my frustration out on Amy, fucking her long and hard, but all the time imagining it being my mother's pussy I was pounding away on.

Since that visit I had been obsessed with being back with mom and as enticing as Amy was I had lost interest in sex with her or anyone else except my mother.

I heard the front door open and went to grab my shorts to pull them over my still semi hard oozing cock, but stopped when I saw it was only three.

Amy worked until five, so it was probably just Renee coming home. Amy and Renee had been roommates for over a year before I had moved in and although I hated the fact we weren't entirely alone, the rent was pretty cheap split three ways.

I listened to the sound of heels walking down the hall then past our room, I relaxed back into the chair and stared at the lap top screen.

The video had ended on a still of the mom holding up her cum glazed tits, smiling up at her son, his still dripping cock hanging in her face.

The words "Mommy loves me best!" were over the picture in pink lettering that looked as if it were done with lipstick.

I sighed and wondered if the people who produced these movies had any idea how true that was or if they were just taking advantage of what was a hot taboo fetish.

My eyes lingered on the Mom's smile. The actress was good, her brown eyes were wide and bright and the smile full of sexy mischief. I looked over on the corner of my desk to a picture my mother with me at my high school graduation.

Mom looked damn good in a sexy red sundress and I still remember having a hard time keeping my eyes towards the camera and not looking down her dress.

It was great picture, we were sideways to the camera and mom had her arms around me, as we smiled. Dad had taken the picture and to this day said it was his favorite, commenting on how great it was to see mom and me so happy together.

I often wondered what dad would think if he knew the reason we were both smiling was mom had whispered how she would leave her dress on for me later that night when I had what she called my real party.

Probably about as happy as he would be if he knew my big day had started with Mom slipping into my bedroom before he woke up and giving her son a long, slow, mind blowing happy graduation blow job.

That was the same gift I had received for my eighteenth birthday, any time I did well in school, any Saturday morning dad had to work and, at one glorious stretch when mom and dad had been fighting, any day that ended with Y.

I closed my eyes and thought back to that magical first night with my mother. My father had to travel for work and I had been a little disappointed he couldn't be there.

Worse, my girlfriend of close to a year and the only girl I'd slept with, Mandy had broken up with me the week before.

I'd been alone in my room, feeling more than a little sorry for myself, when mom had come in wearing a short little red robe and saying that now that I was officially a man, maybe it was time I was ready for a very special gift, one just from her.

I had always thought my mother was attractive, no more than that, I knew she was hot. I'd had some occasional dirty thoughts about her especially after watching Kay Parker's famous movie Taboo.

Those fantasies were few and far between and nothing I obsessed about, but when my mother removed her rove exposing the fact she was naked beneath, sank to her knees and slipped my cock from my pants, I did little to resist except to worry about hurting dad's feelings or him finding out.

Mom had made me forget those concerns pretty quickly by taking me into her glorious mouth and licking, teasing and sucking me to the point I was whimpering and begging to come in my mother's mouth.

After that surreal blow job mom had given me the option to leave my room and leave things at that or she would stay the night and let the birthday boy have anything I wanted. I grinned at the thought of how much sweeter my mother's pussy was than any birthday cake could ever be!

Mom had guided me on how to take my time and lick her pussy and after I made her cum nice and hard she pushed me back, climbed up on top of me and for the first time took her son's cock deep into her...

"Ryan!"

I jerked my head up and realized I had dozed off.

"What the fuck is this?"

I sat up to see Amy standing over me, her normally bright blue eyes filled with anger, and her lips set in a frown of disgust.

"I...um..." Christ what the hell could I say? I was sitting here with a puddle of jizz on my stomach and porn on the lap top.

At that thought I panicked; the name of the website was right there in big bold pink letters. I wanted to reach out and close the site, but right now Amy was looking at me, not the lap top and if I moved she would look that way.

"Umm?" she mocked me, "That the best you have?"

"Amy, look, I was just...well..."

"You were jerking off!" she snapped at me, "You disgusting pig! Jerking off and just laying here with your fucking load all over you!"

"Hey, so I jerk off sometimes, what you never play?" I grabbed the small towel I kept near the computer and wiped my stomach off, "What about those toys you have?"

"Those toys are what I used before you and what I use sometimes now because it seems my boyfriend would rather play with his dick then let me do it!"

She looked at the towel as I dropped it on the floor to pull my pants over my hips, "Eww, that's nasty! I thought you kept that there in case you spilled anything."

"I do, sort of." I gave her a pathetic grin.

"You think this is funny?" she crossed her arms over her chest and glowered down at me, "I don't!"

The expression 'you're cute when you're mad' came to mind as I looked at her. Then again Amy was cute period. Her long blonde hair was down and the tight pink t-short she had on flattered her perky little tits.

Her long tanned legs were on full display in her denim shorts and again I thought there wasn't a guy I knew, other than myself, that would be choosing to jerk off when he had a girl like this in his life.

"Amy, I'm sorry, I was kind of horny and you weren't around and..."

"Bullshit, Ryan!" She pointed down at me, "You got out of class at two thirty, you've only been here since three and you know I get out at five, you couldn't fucking wait?"

"I...hey," I noticed the time on the clock behind her on the wall, "Its only four."

"I know I got out early, I figured maybe seeing you keep saying you're tired at night I'd surprise you." She grunted disgustedly, "Guess you're so tired at night because you do this all the time!"

"You should have let me know I would have..."

"Would have what? Found an excuse to leave, said you were sick, not in the mood? That's why I'm fucking pissed Ryan, if we had sex like we used to I wouldn't care if you felt like jerking off here and there, but you never fuck me anymore!"

"No, we um...we had sex last weekend."

"Last weekend?" She asked, spreading her arms out, "We're twenty years old, Ryan, we have our own room! Christ my girlfriends half to beat their boyfriends off when it comes to sex, mine?" she rolled her eyes, "Rather beat himself off."

"Amy, its just that..."

"Whatever, I don't want to hear it." She looked away and I was glad it was to the right, away from the lap top.

I leaned forward slightly, and slowly moving my hand reached for the mouse to try to close the video.

"You know I thought maybe it was me." She turned back to me and I brought my hand up to scratch my cheek, trying to keep her attention away from my desk. "But know what, Ryan? Screw that bullshit; I know it's not me!"

"Well sometimes..." I had no idea where I was going to go with this, it wasn't her at all, but it would look worse if I didn't argue and I was hoping she would get pissed enough to storm off so I could get rid of the movie.

"How dare you even try!" She yelled at me, "I'm not perfect, Ryan, I know that, but I'm cute, I'm good to you, and I want to have sex! We used to then all of a sudden you lost interest! I bought new lingerie I've offered to watch porn with you, do a little strip for you, I like to give head..." she shrugged, "I'm a fun girl Ryan and I want to have fun, but you don't."

I started to speak, but she held her hand up to stop me.

"But...you said we had sex last weekend?"

"We did." I nodded, "You had a good time, didn't you?"

"I did. You really fucked me," she smiled, "Didn't you baby?"

"I did." I relaxed, "Twice, and nice and hard doggie the way you like it."

"Yup, you even went down on me," she sighed, "It was really nice."

"Well maybe...um later we can..."

"Know why it was so nice, sweetie?" she put her hand on my shoulder and leaned in close to me as if she were going to kiss me.

Damn, I was somehow dodging this bullet, I thought and as she lowered her face to mine, my hand once again reached for the mouse.

"Why?" I asked, turning my head to kiss her.

"Because I wore that fucking stupid wig!" She shouted in my face causing me to flinch back in the chair.

"I thought you didn't mind things like that." I reminded her, "You like to role play." As I spoke I relaxed somewhat when the computer had finally gone into sleep mode, causing the screen to darken.

"I like to role play sometimes, but I like us to be us and the only time you've fucked me right in the last couple of months is if I put that damn wig on!"

"I think its hot." At least that was the truth, "I...I don't know I like dark hair."

"Oh, maybe I should dye mine for you?"

"Would you?"

"No!" She snapped, "So who is she Ryan?"

"What?"

"Who's the brunette you want to fuck so bad you only want me if I make it easy for you to pretend I'm her!"

"Honey, there's no one, really."

"Don't honey me!" she put her hands on the arms of the chair and leaned over me. "There's someone, Ryan, who is it?"

"No one! There's no other girl, honest."

"Is that so?" She kept her eyes on mine, "So then why is it we were happy for months and we had sex all the time, and really good sex, then a couple of months ago you act like you don't want to touch me unless I wear that dumb wig."

"I..." I frowned, what the hell could I say, there is someone, but don't worry it's just my mom and she's not having sex with me right now? "Look, Amy its just..."

"What, it's just what? Christ, Ryan last night I came to bed and tried to go down on you and you said you were tired, what guy your age says that? Then I come home and you're whacking off, you'd rather have your hand than me?"

"I...at least my hands aren't on another girl." I offeredYou think this is fucking funny? I bet you were whacking off because your dark haired slut isn't around." She looked over at the lap top and I I held back a sigh of relief that the screen was dark.

"In fact, I bet if I look at what you were whacking off to, it's some porn star with long black hair." she nodded, "Oh, and brown eyes, don't think I forgot about you asking if I'd wear color contacts for you."

"That was just um, part of the game." I gave her a nervous smile. "Hey, I'll be someone for you, who do you want me to be?"

"My fucking boyfriend, the one you used to be before you became a two timing dog."

"Amy, there's..."

"So let's see if I'm right."

"Amy don't!" I exclaimed as she reached for the desk.

Amy grabbed the mouse and shook it and I swallowed hard, a sinking feeling in my stomach.

"I knew it!" she declared, "Look at her, long black hair, big brown eyes...oh, and look big tits, your girlfriend have big tits, Ryan? Mine too small for you?"

"You're perfect Amy."

"I'm the perfect opposite of what you like! I..." she paused, "What the hell?"

I reached for the mouse to shut the video off, but moved it away from me as she read aloud.

"Mommy loves me best."

"It's just make believe." I said quickly, "Actors, I...I didn't even know what the site was I just clicked on the picture.

"Mommy? That's fucking sick." She shook her head, "Accident? Let's see."

Amy clicked on recent history and I knew I was in deep shit.

"Mommy sucks, Loving mothers, Mom's loving their sons." Amy read the list and each name caused my stomach to twist.

She faced me with a look of disgust on her face that made me slink down into the chair as if I could somehow hide from her.

"You..." she stopped and turning around picked up the picture of my graduation picture.

"Oh...my ...God." she whispered. "The wig...the websites, that woman looks like...," she pointed at the picture frozen on the lap top. "You want to fuck your mother!"

"No!" I put my hands up, "Amy it's just, um, look they're fantasy sites and lots of people watch them! It's like any other fantasy."

"Bullshit! A threesome is an okay fantasy, bondage is a fantasy, wanting to fuck your own mother? Jesus Christ, Ryan, you're sick!"

She dropped the picture and backed away from me, a look of disgust on her face.

"Please, Amy, it's just...okay, look it's kind of hot, like that old movie Taboo. A lot of people like this stuff.

"Like it enough to make their girlfriend look like their mother? The last time we role played and I wore that wig you had me pretend to be a lot older than you."

"Sure, a Milf."

"Your milf!" she shouted, "Disgusting, Ryan, you're disgusting! This isn't just something you watch, you're obsessed with it!"

"All those sites are up and down your history you watch them all the time." She threw her hands in the air, "Every time I'm not home you're whacking off to guys fucking someone that's acting like their mom! You get hard over that and not me!"

"Amy..."

"Shut up!" She yelled, stunning me with her anger, "Just shut up! You fucking sick pig! What kind of boy wants to fuck his mother?"

"Shh!" I sat up, "Renee..."

"Oh, well if it's so normal why would you care if she hears us? So what do you do Ryan, visit your mother and sit there with a hard on? You stare at her and think about banging her? You..."

She stopped and her eyes widened

"What?" I asked nervously.

"The last time I went with you to visit her, we spent the night. You fucked me so hard I was sore the next day. You were hot from seeing her! You fucked me thinking of her."

"That's..." Exactly true, but I lied anyway. "Crazy."

"And that was the last time we had sex unless I wore the wig. You...you're so into her you don't even want me anymore."

"Amy you're making a big deal out of nothing."

"You want to fuck your mother, obviously you can't so you want me to look like her and since I don't you just jerk off thinking of her or watching this filth."

"It's not filth, its..."

"So does she know, Ryan?"

"Know..."

"Your mother know you want to bang her, does she know her little boy, her pride and joy, makes his girlfriend suck his cock with a wig on so he can pretend it's her? Does she?"

Of course she does, but again, this was not the time for honesty, "No of course she doesn't know I watch these videos, but I don't think of her it's, um, hot for some other mom."

"Please, I'm a psyche major remember?" she grunted, "I should have seen it, you and her are way to close, she dotes on you and you think she's fucking perfect. I see why now, you want her, bad." She sighed, "Fucking Oedipus complex."

"Okay, Amy, look..."

"Ryan, get the fuck out."

"What?"

"You heard me. Get the fuck out. You...you're a nice guy, Ryan, you are, it's why I fell for you, you've got a good heart, but its obvious you don't want me anymore and now that I know who you want? I don't even want to be in the same room with you never mind bed."

"Amy, please."

"Ryan, just leave, we're through. I'm going to grab Renee go have a cup of coffee and probably a good dry, when I come back if you're still here I'll call your mother and tell her everything."

Not like that was a threat, but...

"No," she gave me a nasty smirk, "Not your mother, I'll tell your father, tell him the son he is so proud of wants to have sex with his wife."

That on struck home. "Yeah, sure I'll pack my stuff." I nodded, "But where am I supposed to go?"

"Oh, please, you should be thanking me for this, Ryan. You'll go home and stay with mommy, hell maybe you can stake out the bathroom and get some peeks while she's in the shower."

"Come on, Amy, you don't have to be like this."

"No? I just found out that every time my boyfriend fooled around with me he was wishing I was his mother." She shuddered, "God I can just imagine you thinking 'oh, mom' when I sucked your cock. Just go, okay?"

"Amy we can work this out."

"No, we can't." she shook her head, "But know what, Ryan? This will be good for you."

"It will?"

"Yup, just think you can turn this into one of those sick movies! Hey mom, my mean girlfriend threw me out, can I come stay with you? And she'll say yes and then you can take it from there." She snorted derisively, "You could call it Let Mommy make it better!"

*****

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around the room, making sure I'd packed everything. None of the furniture was mine and after making a mental run through the books, CDs and DVDs that were mine I nodded to myself.

I had packed all of them along with my clothes and lap top. I saw a picture of Amy and me Renee had taken at the beach and shook my head. This was all on me. Maybe Amy was right, this was a sick obsession, and hell, she didn't even know I had slept with my mother and thought it was sick.

She was a good girl, everything any guy would want and I'd become so fixated on my mother I wasn't even able to pretend to be interested in her. What was wrong with me? After all, it's not like I could have mom all the time and when I did we were sneaking around on dad.

Dad, like Amy, was always good to me and I'm sure deserved better than to have his wife cheating on him with his son, but then again, like mom always said, he would never know or suspect anything. In their case it was dad who never wanted to fool around so it's not like mom was denying him anything.

Mom had also made the point that we loved each other very much as family and this was just a very special way of showing it and she still loved dad and wanted me to be able to love someone too. Thing was I was wondering if I ever would. If Amy wasn't enough to get my mind off mom, what would be?

However, even as I questioned my bizarre relationship with mom, there was a part of me that was excited. With Amy no longer in the picture and me going back home...Mom would have no reason not to pick up where we left off. In fact what if I took my time finding another girlfriend?

I smiled at the thought of a nice long stretch of being with mom. Sure we were sneaking and I shared her with dad, but that limited time with her was so much better than spending every moment with anyone else.

Of course that was assuming I would be able to stay with them. I doubted that would be a problem, but I know Dad was proud of me for living somewhat on my own and might say I should try to stay somewhere else.

I called mom's cell rather than the home phone to make sure I spoke to her first.

"Hey, honey, how are you?" She answered.

My mother's voice had a slight rasp to it, smoky, my father had called it, and it was the voice of phone sex operator or porn star, it sounded sexy no matter what she was saying.

"Um, well not so good, mom."

"What's wrong?"

"Amy...she...well we broke up."

"Really? Why, you guys seemed to be getting along great!"

"Yeah, well...it's a long story, but she wants me out tonight."

"Wow! That must have been some fight."

"Thing is mom, I really don't have anywhere to go and..."

"Ryan! How could you even think that? You come right back home, baby! You're always welcome here."

"Dad won't give me the I should stay on my own lecture?"

"Of course not!" Mom laughed, "Honey, he's proud of you living on your own and going to college, but he wants you to be in a decent safe place and he misses you, he might say he doesn't, but he does."

"Great!"

"Not as much as your mommy misses you though." Mom's voice had dropped even lower and my cock twitched in my pants at that seductive purr, "Baby, your mother's really been missing you."

"You...you have?"

"So much, honey, I miss you so much." She sighed, "Your father acts like he's seventy and toys just don't cut it."

"No?" I smiled.

"Hmm-mm, but you know what does?"

"I might know." I teased.

"My son's big hard cock." She breathed into the phone, "Buried nice and deep in his mother's needy pussy," she gave me the naughty giggle that I lived for, "After it's been in my mouth of course."

"So, um...that means we can..."

"Hmm, well you know honey, maybe I shouldn't tease." Her voice went back to normal, "You and Amy, you sure it's over, she's not just taking a fit that she'll get over?"

"Oh, no, she's done." I told her.

"Well, I'll tell you what, Ryan you come on over, your father's working late so we haven't eaten yet. Have dinner with us and get your things put away and we'll talk."

"Just talk? I thought you said you missed me?"

"I do and...I shouldn't have started coming on all hot and heavy on you right away. I want to know what happened with you guys and if it really is over, then...well then I'll just have to remind you of something."

"What's that?"

"That your mom can always make it better." I burst out laughing and she asked, "I was hoping you would think that was sexy, not funny."

"It is sexy, mom, but...well I'll tell you later why it's funny."

"Well hurry over then, its only five thirty and your father doesn't get home until seven so if you get here quick..."

"Gotta go!" I laughed and ending the call grabbed my laptop bag, and ran out of the apartment, pausing to leave the keys on the table for Amy.

I felt bad leaving this easily and would make sure I would write her a letter saying I was sorry and how great she was, but right now all I could think of us pretty much what I'd been thinking of for months; my mother.

*****

I drove like a maniac, speeding, slipping through yellow lights and taking corners like I was auditioning for the fast and the furious. I had just broken up with Amy and knew I should feel some remorse, especially because she now thinks I'm twisted.

In fact I was proving how twisted by risking a ticket just to try to get home before my father and get what I needed from mom.

I would most likely have my time of feeling sorry for Amy and wondering if I would ever be able to have a normal relationship, but that would be tomorrow or the next day or whenever, but for now I felt like a junkie racing to meet his dealer for a fix.

In my case that fix was a tall slender brunette with big doe eyes, amazing lips, and the most perfect set of tits I'd ever laid eyes on.

As I turned the corner of my parent's street my heart raced when I spotted mom standing on the porch, waiting for me.

I slowed the car down so she wouldn't yell at me for speeding and by the time I pulled into the driveway next to her black Nissan, my cock was semi hard and I jumped out of the car, leaving my bags in the trunk and back seat, plenty of time to get them later.

"There's my baby!" Mom exclaimed, having already left the porch on her way to meet me in the driveway.

"Mom, you look...damn." I gave her a whistle and she laughed delightedly.

Mom was wearing one of the cute one piece sun dresses I loved on her. This one was a playful pink color that belied her forty five years and as always the dress wasn't so short it was inappropriate, but short enough to show off her long slender legs.

The top matched, not low cut enough to look slutty, but showing a fair amount of her ample cleavage. Mom's long hair was pulled back in a simple pony tail and she was wearing a pair of pink sandals that strapped around her ankles.

The entire outfit was more fitting for a girl my age rather than hers, but my mother pulled it off and damn well.

She wasn't wearing any make up and that, coupled with her adorable huge brown eyes added to her looking more like a young woman in her twenties than that of a woman married twenty five years with a twenty year old son.

"Damn?" Mom laughed as she threw her arms around my neck, "I will take damn from a good looking young man any day!"

I hugged her back tightly, but making sure my arms stayed above her waist as we were in full view of the houses around us. Mom kissed my cheek and whispered, "I've missed you honey."

"I come by once a week for dinner." I reminded her.

"No, I miss you in my bed, in my arms," she sighed in my ear, "Between my legs."

"Hey, that would make a great Hallmark card." I told her. "From mom to her son, baby...Ow." I stopped when she gave me a playful slap in the back of my head.

"Behave yourself." She said softly, "Remember what getting fresh with your mother gets you."

"A blow job?" I asked.

This time mom laughed and I smiled at the sound. She was still hugging me and I said, "Um. Mom, neighbors?"

"Yeah I know." She eased back from me, but kept her hands on my shoulders. "You upset about Amy, honey?"

"Kind of, but things weren't going to well lately anyway."

"How come?"

"Its..." I wondered if I should tell her the truth or not, "Can I tell you later when we have more time?"

"We don't have time now?" She raised her eyebrows, "Was there something else we should be doing?"

"Well..." Giving up all pretense of kidding, I said, "Mom, I want to be with you."

"Be with me?" She gave me a playful smile, "Are you twelve? Is this a PG conversation? I thought I'd made you a man, baby."

My cock swelled as she looked at me expectantly. Mom loved to talk dirty, on occasions the two of us had gone slow and sweet, but for the most part we fucked. Mom said dad always made love to her and was sweet so with me she wanted to be hot and nasty and the dirtier we talked the hornier she got.

"Mom, let's go in the house so I can fuck you."

"Ohh, you want to fuck your mother?"

"I do, and..." I glanced around to make sure none of the neighbors were outside and watching our rather extended embrace. "But first, I want to watch her suck my cock, shove it in her slutty mouth and blow a nice hot load down her throat."

"Oh, honey." Mom whispered, her face flushing and not from the sun, "That sounds so good!" she laughed, "I don't know who I was kidding on the phone, even if you end up back with Amy, you're not with her now."

She let go of me and nodded towards the house, "Come on, baby, let's go upstairs so you can show your mother how much you missed her."

"Watch out, I missed you a lot," I warned her.

"Hmm, good thing, your father has to work tomorrow morning then, isn't it?"

"But it's Saturday."

"He has to go in for half a day for a meeting." Mom smiled wickedly, "So I figure you get your ass up early, I'll make us breakfast, then you can make me your breakfast."

"I missed you!"

"Then why the hell as we still talking, baby." she glanced around, then leaning into me grabbed my crotch. "Damn, I missed that!" She gave me a squeeze that caused me to moan, and look around nervously.

There was no one outside, but that didn't mean someone couldn't be looking out their window. Mom loved to take chances, playing around like this in public and putting us in situations that dad could catch us in. I knew it added to the thrill for her, but always made me nervous.

"You like my dress, honey?" she breathed in my ear, "Its new and I put it on right after you called, is seeing me in this sexy little dress getting you this hard?"

"Just seeing you is." I told her, my cock aching as she gripped it through my jeans.

'Good answer!" She let me go, "Now let's get in the house and..."

Mom trailed off and following her gaze down the driveway, I sighed in disappointment.

Dad was pulling in.

*****

"Jeez Ryan, that's too bad about Amy." Dad said from across the head of the dining room table, "I liked her, she was a nice girl."

"Yeah, she was." I gave a dramatic sigh and noticed mom grinning at me from where she was sitting across from me.

Mom knew I was a little upset about Amy, but far more interested in rekindling our taboo relationship, but for my father I needed to act broken up and nodded glumly

"I really thought she might be the one."

"Well, you're a little young for the one, Ryan." Dad put his hand on my shoulder, "You're only twenty and in college, plenty of fun to be had, kid. Its Amy's loss and you'll move on and have a good time, no need to settle down so soon."

"True." I looked at mom, "I guess I could maybe just play around for awhile."

"Well be careful with playing around," Dad warned, "You don't want a rep as an asshole and your mom and I raised you to be respectful to girls, don't use them."

"No sir." I shook my head, "If all I want is fun I'll make sure she feels the same way."

"Good man." Dad clapped my shoulder, "We raised a good boy, didn't we Tina?

"He's a very good boy." Mom winked at me, "Very good to his ladies."

"So what happened with you two?" Dad asked as he cut into his pork chop, "Seemed pretty happy when she stayed here with you a couple of months ago."

"Yeah, well she...I don't know dad we just kind of drifted apart and she um, thought I wanted another girl" I was getting tired of lying to my father and figured I'd at least cut him a half truth.

"Oh? There wasn't was there?"

"Hell no, you guys always told me not to be a dog, I never cheated on her or wanted to."

"Then why would she think that?" He pressed and I saw mom narrow her eyes and look from him to me as if saying to be careful.

"I guess because..."

"You know how insecure young girls are, John." Mom spoke up, "Ryan said they were getting distant so she assumed he was interested in someone else."

"Good point." Dad agreed and I mouthed the words "Thank you" to mom.

"Anyway, your mom said you were asking about staying here and honestly, I can't believe you would ask that."

"Really?" I said alarmed, "You mean I can't?"

"Of course you can!" Dad rolled his eyes, "I meant you shouldn't have thought you had to ask! You're our son, you're always welcome here, stay as long as you want Ryan."

"You sure? I know you were proud of me for having a place on my own." I felt my phone vibrate on my hip and slipping it from its case, saw I had a text.

"I was...I am proud of you, if you want to work on finding a roommate, great, but in the meantime you're working part time and going to school I can't ask for more, you're very responsible, Ryan.""Thanks." I said as I read the text, it was from mom, "Drop something and pick it up."

I hesitated, then with a mental shrug, pushed my knife onto the floor.

"Shit!" I muttered and bent down to pick it up.

When I looked under the table I saw mom had her legs spread open and she wasn't wearing anything under her dress. My hand closed around the knife, but I remained where I was, my eyes locked onto the sight of my mother's gorgeous pink pussy.

Mom's pussy was smooth except for a small strip of brown fuzz just above it and I licked my lips while staring at her soft pink lips. Mom's hand appeared under the table and she spread herself open for me.

She teased her long pink nail through her lips and around her clit. She moved her finger back down and my heart pounded as I watched her slip it inside her.

"You get lost under there?" I heard dad say.

I jerked my head up so fast I banged it on the table and winced at the sudden pain.

"Damn, Ryan, be careful." Dad said, and then laughed, "Sorry, that was kind of funny."

"Yeah, I'm a real clutz." I muttered rubbing my head while looking at my mother who was smiling away at me.

Dad dropped the subject of Amy and talked about everything from the Red Sox to how busy his advertising form was getting and about the big meeting they had tomorrow. As he spoke I ate my food and nodded, occasionally tossing in a comment so he knew I was listening.

Mom on the other hand was chatting away, as if nothing was amiss, as if she weren't sitting there with no panties on and had just flashed her son her pussy with every intention of letting him have it later.

I shifted my focus to dad and wondered what was up with him, that he didn't take care of mom in the bedroom. Granted dad was a few years older than her, he was turning forty eight next month, but he was in good shape for his age.

Dad went to the gym twice a week, played golf and watched his diet so I doubted it had anything to do with being tired.

Dad was still a pretty good looking guy; at least I hoped he was seeing I looked just like him.

His dirty blonde hair was showing no sign of thinning and he only had a few grays along his temples. The deep blue eyes I had inherited from him were his best feature as was his almost permanent smile.

Dad was a good natured, mellow guy with a good sense of humor, good job and a beautiful wife he referred to as his trophy wife even though mom had a pretty good job as an office manager. He always said he loved his life which included his son whom he was proud of.

Watching him chat away happily I again had that pang of guilt that I was betraying him. But again, he didn't take care of mom's needs and I knew that wasn't a lie as for a couple of years before mom had seduced me I'd heard them fighting constantly about how he never wanted her.

Dad's response was she still acted like a horny teenager and needed to act her age. Aside from that my parents never fought at all and part of mom's reasoning for being with me was she was getting frustrated enough to think about stepping out on dad, but wouldn't want to do that and she felt I was a better option.

I'd been shy around girls and still a virgin at eighteen and when mom found that out my special present from her for my birthday was her becoming my first lover. After that I had done well with girls.

I was a decent looking guy and with the experience I had gotten from my mother was now a confident lover and every girl I had been with including Amy remarked on how good I was at making them happy.

I guess mom and I had helped each other and according to her I had helped her marriage because I was why she never had to leave the house to get what she needed.

I knew in my heart we were still cheating and betraying dad, but...he would be heartbroken if she left him over not being satisfied and it's not like he would ever suspect us.

I was pulled from my thoughts by something grazing my leg. I glanced down to see my mother's bare foot sliding playfully along my jeans.

I looked across the table at her and she casually took a sip of her coke while her foot slipped beneath my cuff and her toes wiggled against my calf.

She removed her foot and a moment later I gasped when she placed it on my crotch.

"You okay, Ryan?" Dad asked.

"Uh, yeah, just swallowed wrong." I replied as mom ran her foot along my rapidly stiffening cock.

"That happens sometimes." Dad nodded. "Things go down the wrong way

"Never happens to me." Mom winked, "Everything goes down just fine."

"Maybe you chew your food more than most people." Dad replied, totally missing my mother's dirty remark.

I had to hold back another sound, this one a moan, as mom was rubbing her foot along my now fully hard cock.

I looked down at my lap and watched her foot work my crotch. Mom's toes were painted in the same hot pink as her fingers and her foot looked damn sexy on the large bulge in my jeans.

I put my hand in my lap and ran my fingers across the top of her foot marveling at how soft her skin was.

Mom rewarded me with a smile, and then curled her toes into my cock. I began to breathe through my mouth as mom continued to tease me and caressed the top of her foot as she did.

I brought my other hand down and capturing mom's foot between them, began to massage it. Mom bit her lip and I smiled as I worked my strong fingers into the bottom of her toes. Mom loved me playing with her feet, not just rubbing them, but licking and sucking them as well.

My cock ached as I stroked her soft foot while envisioning it being on my chest while I fucked her, or better yet, sucking her toes as I pounded that beautiful pussy she had just flashed me.

I allowed myself a satisfied smile as mom was now breathing heavier and squirming in her seat as I played my fingers lightly across the sole of her foot.

I jumped when she placed her other foot on my cock and our eyes met as she played with my cock and I rubbed her foot. I pressed her foot to my cock, then grabbed the other, holding them on either side of my trapped cock.

With a naughty smile, mom moved her legs, working her feet up and down my cock and I wished to hell I could unzip right there. Mom had given me foot jobs before and I found them to be a tease, but goddamn hot as hell.

Mom's hand disappeared under the table and I noticed her face was flushing. She was playing with herself under the table. My fingers teased along her insteps as her worked her feet against my concealed cock and I was beginning to think I might pop off right there in my jeans when dad said,

"Ryan, what are you doing under the table?"

"Um...nothing." I had to speak slowly as mom kept moving her feet along my cock.

"Takes two hands to do nothing," He raised his eyebrows, "I know what you're doing."

Oh, I don't think you do, I thought, but nevertheless put my hands back on the table.

"That's better; I've told you before no texting at the table."

"Sorry Dad." I said, trying to keep a straight face as mom's feet continued to move.

Dad started to reply, then rolled his eyes when his cell rang.

"No phones at the table, David." Mom wagged her finger at him.

"I know, I know." He removed his phone from his belt and looked at it, "Shit, I have to take this."

"That's okay," Mom replied, "I know works crazy right now."

"Hey, Bill?" Dad answered, "Hold on a minute, okay?" he covered the phone with his hand, "Give me five minutes? Then we can have some coffee and maybe play some cards, how's that sound?"

"Great." I gave him a forced smile, "Sounds like fun."

Dad nodded then pushing his chair out turned and left the dining room, speaking into the phone as he headed down the hallway.

"Look in the mirror over the mantle," Mom said, "Can you see dad walking to his office?"

"Yeah." I nodded, seeing him enter the room at the end of the hall and flop into his armchair.

"Good, keep watching him."

"Why, what are you...Oh my God, mom!"

My mother had pushed her chair back, slipped down onto her knees and crawled beneath the table.

"Mom, get up, dad could...Oh..."

I trailed off as mom practically ripped my jeans open; she pulled my zipper down and reaching into my underwear, expertly pulled my cock through them.

"God, I have missed this cock." She whispered her brown eyes wide and glazed over with lust. "And my poor baby is all worked up, isn't he?"

"M...mom, this is, oh yes." I sighed as mom took my cock deep into her mouth.

I glanced into the mirror then back down to see my mother bobbing her head in my lap. I moaned softly as my cock slid into her warm wet mouth and her soft tongue slid along my hard shaft. I grabbed her pony tail and wrapped it around my hand and mom moaned as I gently guided her head along my cock.

Her eyes were fixed on mine as she blew me and I couldn't believe she was being this daring! I could faintly hear dad talking and forced my eyes from the amazing sight of my mother sucking my cock long enough to make sure dad was still sitting in his chair.

My eyes returned to the incredible show of my mother slipping my cock from her mouth and running her tongue along the length of my shaft.

"Is this what you need, baby? You need mommy to take care of this nice big dick of yours?"

"Yes." I moaned as she flicked her tongue teasingly around my purple head, "I missed you sucking my cock."

"I bet every son tells his mother that." She winked, "But that's okay, because I missed having my son in my mouth, you make such cute noises when I blow you."

"Mom," I breathed as she grabbed my cock and pumped it while swirling her tongue around the sensitive underside of the tip. "D...dad."

"Then I guess we'll have to see how fast mommy can make her baby cum."

Mom took my cock back into her mouth and I had to cover mine to muffle the loud moan that escaped me as she worked her pink lips all the way down to the base of my shaft. A shiver went through me when her tongue slipped out and caressed my balls before she bobbed her head rapidly.

My hand clenched in her hair and I leaned back in the chair as my mother didn't just suck, but devoured my cock. She was making sloppy gurgling sounds and I watched as long strands of spit oozed from her mouth and down my shaft only to be slurped up when she took me deep again.

"Umm, hmmm." Mom was moaning and her eyes were now only partially open as she sucked her son's cock.

She put her hands on my thighs and sucked even faster. I moaned deep in my throat and lifted my hips, pushing my cock deeper into her hot mouth as she showed off her skills, giving me a hands free blow job.

I'd been pretty worked up from mom's feet and lusting after her throughout dinner and my legs were trembling as her expert sucking already had me close to cumming. I remembered dad and looked into the mirror.

"Oh, shit." I groaned as I saw him rising from his chair. "M...mom, dad's coming, I..."

I stopped trying to speak as mom continued, somehow working her head even faster. She was sucking as if it was a race and at this point it was. Dad was still standing in the doorway of his office, the phone to his ear, but as I watched he placed the phone back on his hip.

"Mom, I...I...oh!" I buried my face in my hand as mom now had just the tip of my cock in her mouth and was shaking her head back and forth.

Her tongue was swirling around my head and my balls tightened as they prepared to explode. Dad was just starting to walk back to the dining room and my legs were shaking violently as mom used her best trick on me, the one that never failed to make me...

My hips jerked and I bit down on my lip as my cock erupted, sending a long stream of cum into my mother's waiting mouth. I whimpered in my throat as mom continued to shake her head, her tongue caressing the sensitive front of my cock.

She had stop pumping me and I moaned as she let her tongue and lips do all the work. I lifted my hips, but mom pushed down on my thighs, telling me not to. I squirmed in my chair as she continued to suck just the tip of my cock.

I took a quick look down and was blown away by the look of pure bliss on mom's face as she milked my cock, eagerly taking every drop between her pink painted lips. I tore my eyes from her and saw dad was halfway down the hallway.

"Mom, please...stop..." I almost cried out when she grabbed my cock and jerked it, helping my balls empty into her mouth more quickly.

Dad was only a few steps from the doorway and letting mom's hair go, I sat up in my chair and grabbing my napkin wiped at the sweat on my forehead. Mom gave me one last hard suck that caused another of those cute noises as she called them and released my cock with a smack of her lips.

I grabbed my jeans and hurriedly zipped them up. Dad was almost in the doorway and I panicked thinking she would never get back up into her seat without him seeing where she came from.

As always mom was calm and knew just what to do. Reaching up to the table, she grabbed my can of coke and dropped it on the floor, the contents spilling around the chair.

Just as dad entered the room she exclaimed, "Jesus, Ryan, you really are a klutz tonight!"

She rose onto her knees and grabbing some napkins bent over under the table and wiped at the spilled soda.

"Damn, kid, don't let your mother do that, you spilled it." Dad spoke as he came into the room.

"I...I told her I'd get it." I told him, but slid off my chair and grabbing the napkins from mom, took over cleaning up the coke.

"Spilling everything tonight, aren't you?" Dad laughed.

"He must take after you, Dave," Mom said and with her back to dad opened her mouth showing me the cum still on her tongue, "I never spill a drop."

*****

"I'll see your bet and raise you five." Dad said, sliding five toothpicks into the pile in the middle of the table.

I stared at the pair of sixes in my hand and dropped my cards on the table.

"Fold."

"Not me." Mom gave Dad a sly smile, "I think you're bluffing big boy."

"Cost you five to find out." Dad winked.

I leaned back in the chair as they bantered back and forth and contemplated the bizarre scenario I was. My mother, who an hour ago had dropped to her knees like a whore in an alley and sucked me off under the table, was joking and laughing as if nothing had happened.

I was also playing my part, sitting there with a wet spot in my underwear from when my cock had continued to ooze after mom had blown me. I was playing poker with my father and making small talk with him while he sat there unaware of the fact that not only had his wife just blown his son, but at some point tonight she would come into my room and fuck me.

For two years we had done this with varying frequency, sometimes only once in awhile, sometimes every night for weeks at a time and the entire time acting as if nothing were going on. For my part I often felt pangs of regret and sometimes had a hard time pretending it was okay to do this to my father.

Mom on the other hand was so casual with it, it was a bit disturbing. Like tonight, not five minutes after she had taken a load in her mouth, she had brought dad out a cup of coffee and given him a kiss.

She was not just acting nonchalant with dad, but her demeanor with me had changed as well. She was no longer giving me nasty smiles and looks of raw lust, but now acting much more like a mom. Now when she smiled at me, it was sweet and sincere and she looked genuinely happy, remarking how nice it was for the three of us to be spending time together.

Mom had claimed she was sucking me off because I needed it, but I think it was just as much for her. Blowing me had settled her down and she was back to acting like any other mom, rather than one straight out of a screenplay for the latest installment of Mommy loves me best.

But even as I debated the morality of our relationship as well as the unfairness to my father, my eyes were glued to her.

She had let her hair down and I loved how it fell across the creamy skin of her shoulders. The dress displayed her prominent breasts well and all I could think of was how bad I wanted to see them, to fondle them, to suck on her beautiful nipples.

Whenever mom got up to get more coffee or clean something from the table I watched her long legs and the delightful swing of her hips.

The dress hugged her ass nicely and like her tits, I kept envisioning my hands all over it, not just my hands, but my lips; kissing her cheeks, spreading them open and licking her pussy as she bent over in front of me.

Whether it was right or wrong I was hopelessly addicted to my mother and would never be able to tell her no. Unfortunately she seemed able to do it to me, staying clear while I was with Amy.

Then again from the second I had arrived here, she couldn't keep her eyes and eventually her lips off me. Maybe this time she would just let me keep playing with her and...

"Hey, you in there?"

I blinked and looked at dad, "Oh, sorry, just kind of fogging out."

"Well no wonder you're losing." Dad slid my cards from me and began shuffling.

"Go easy on him, Dave; he had a tough day today." Mom said, "He just lost his pretty little girlfriend."

"Nope, her loss." Dad corrected her. "Anyway, how about we play some Texas hold em?"

"Know what dad; I think I've had enough I'm going to go upstairs." Of the cards anyway, because there was definitely something else at the table I could never get enough of."

"It's only eight o clock." He looked at his watch, "Too early to go to bed."

"I might read for awhile." I told him, "It's been a long day."

"Right." He nodded, "Well I have to work tomorrow, but how about when I get back we go play some golf? You know, some quality guy time?"

"Sure, that would be great." I smiled while thinking that would be after a morning of quality time with mom.

"Well you go get some rest honey." Mom said, as she took my empty coffee cup from in front of me and stood up to take it to the kitchen. "Maybe you can get up early and have breakfast with us tomorrow, before dad goes to work."

"Sounds good." I rose from the table, "Night mom,"

"Night, honey." She blew me a kiss as she went into the kitchen.

"Night dad."

"Night kid," He grinned, "Of course I know why you're heading up to bed so early."

"I'm tired."

"I'm sure you are, but not that tired." He looked towards the kitchen, then back to me, "You're going upstairs to wait for your mother."

"I...what?" My heart skipped a beat, "Why would I be waiting for mom?"

"Oh, please you don't think I know you two?" I stared at him with a growing knot in my stomach and he continued. "You're going upstairs and in about a half hour your mom will say she's heading upstairs to read or watch TV in our room, but she'll go right into yours."

"Dad it's not what you think." I blurted, wishing to hell mom would come back out and as always have the right thing to say.

"Hey, Ryan, it's okay, I know how it is, you want your mom."

"No! I..."

"Of course you do." He gave me a reassuring smile, "And I don't blame you, your mother is just what you need right now."

"She...she is?" Something was wrong here, had I fallen asleep at the damn table?

"Sure she is." He laughed, "Hey, Ryan don't worry about it, I'm not jealous."

"Um, you're not?"

"No. Look I understand how it is, you just broke up with your girlfriend and you need to talk about it, but you'd rather talk to mom."

"Talk...right." I nodded, "Yeah, you got me. It's not that I don't like to talk to you, but..."

"You don't have to explain. Things like this you're better off with your mother, she's better at the whole emotion thing than I am."

"Yeah."

"I just think it's great you want to try to pretend that's not what you want."

"I don't want to be a mama's boy you know." I winked, "Us men, we're supposed to be tough not need to talk.""With any other woman maybe, but your mom's different."

"That she is." I agreed.

"You know Ryan, someday you'll meet a girl even better than Amy and you'll fall in love, get married, have some kids and you'll love your wife with all your heart, but know what?"

"What?"

"You're mom will always be your mom and she will still be special to you and know you and love you in a way your wife never will."

Don't bet on that I thought but simply nodded.

"And no matter how old you are and what happens, there's one thing you'll always be able to count on."

"What's that dad?"

"Your mother will always be able to make it better."

*****

I lifted my head from the pillow and strained my ears to hear the sound I had been waiting for; the tell tale creak of the floorboards just outside my room. For the tenth time since I'd come up here an hour ago I was disappointed and let my head fall back on the pillow.

I'd been laying there with my eyes closed hoping to drift off until mom showed up, but my mind wouldn't stop racing. Despite having been sucked off a couple of hours ago, my cock kept swelling each time I thought of the fact I was finally going to be with mom again.

I was laying there in just my boxers and the spreading wet stain on the front of them was a testament to how horny I was. What was she waiting for? Even dad knew she was going to come up here. Of course he thought it was to simply talk with me and make me feel better in a strictly maternal way, not as a favorite lover, but still if he was fine with her coming up where was she?

I told myself to just be patient. I hadn't been with mom in months another hour wouldn't be so bad. Besides, mom was probably playing her part in the game, spending some more time with dad before heading up to take care of her heartbroken, but horny son.

I jerked up into a sitting position as this time I was sure I heard footsteps on the stair case. I grabbed the sheet, ready to pull it over myself in case for some reason dad had come up and held my breath in anticipation.

The creak outside my door sent a thrill of excitement through me and when it was followed my a soft knock and mom calling, "Ryan, honey, you awake?" It was everything I could do to keep my voice at a normal volume when I replied. "Sure, mom, come on in."

Mom entered my room and shutting the door behind her caused my cock to twitch when she thumbed the lock on the door. She was now barefoot and when she turned around to face me I noted with great appreciation she had removed her bra.

Her nipples were already hard and poking through the thin material of her dress and the fact she was totally named beneath it had me pitching a tent that mom immediately noticed.

"Hmm, I love that I get that reaction from you." She came over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I missed you mom." I swung my legs off the bed so I was sitting next to her, and slid my arm around her shoulders.

"Missed you too, baby." She placed her hand on my cheek and turning my face to hers kissed me.

I moaned in pure joy at the feeling of her soft lips against mine and mom sighed softly as she parted her lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth. Her other slid up and down my chest as we kissed and I groaned when she teased her fingernails around my nipple.

She trailed her fingers lightly down my stomach and I gasped when she grabbed my cock. I turned towards her and wrapping my arms around her kissed her harder. Mom eagerly accepted my kiss, her tongue dancing across mine and her hand pumping my cock through my sticky boxers.

"Someone's been very excited." Mom whispered as she slid her lips from mine, and placed them to my ear.

Her hot breath on my neck sent a shiver through me and running one hand up through her long hair, I found the zipper to her dress with the other and pulled it down. Mom's breathing became heavier in my ear as the back of her dress opened and I ran my hands along the smooth skin of her back.

"You been waiting for mommy, baby?" she flicked her tongue playfully across my ear, "Been up here with this nice big dick thinking about all the naughty things you want your mother to do to her naughty son?"

"And what I want to do to you." I moved her hair to the side and kissed her neck, "Every inch of you."

"I love that." Mom purred, leaning her head to the side to allow me better access to the soft skin of her neck.

I ran my tongue along the length of her neck up to her ear and felt her shudder against me.

"Careful with that," she moaned, "You know what that does to me."

"That's why I'm doing it," I kissed her neck then sucked gently on it.

"Easy, baby, no marks."

I nodded into her neck and sliding my hands up her back, grabbed the straps of her dress and began to ease them from her shoulders.

"Hold on." Mom eased away from me, then stood up between my legs with her back to me. "Go ahead, nice and slow."

My fingers trembling with excitement, I eased the straps down her arms. As I did I leaned in and placed a series of soft kisses across the back of her shoulders.

"Oh, that's so sweet, baby." She cooed, "I love how you kiss me."

I kissed the back of her neck then worked my way down her back as I pulled the straps further down her arms. Mom pulled her arms from the straps and grabbing the sides of her dress I eased it down to her hips.

I paused as I trailed my lips down the middle of her back and sliding off the bed knelt behind her, my lips teasing across the small of her back, just above the dress.

"Honey." Mom breathed, "You make me feel so sexy."

"You are." I slipped my arms around her and placing my hands on her soft stomach worked them slowly upwards until they come into contact with her breasts.

Mom gasped when I captured her nipples between my fingers and rolled them. I moaned into her back as I continued to force myself to go slow, to play and tease and show mom I was a good lover and a not a grabby little boy.

Mom put her hands on her hips and wiggling her ass pushed her dress down. I licked my lips at the sight of her exposed ass, inches from my face and cupping her tits gave them a squeeze. Mom turned away from me so she was facing the bed again and to my delight bent over it.

I slid over so I was kneeling behind her and grabbing her ass, kissed each cheek. Mom giggled and now spreading her cheeks open I ran my tongue along the inside of them. Mom gasped and her legs tensed in anticipation of where my tongue was about to go.

I ran it along her cheek once more, and then teased a slow circle around her asshole.

"Dirty boy." Mom moaned as I placed the tip of my tongue against her pink rosebud.

She moaned as I pushed my rigid tongue into her ass and squirmed when I swirled it around her ass. I squeezed the cheeks of her ass harder and sighed as I worked my tongue in and out of her ass before gently licking the edges of it. Mom alternately moaned and giggled as I teased her and myself by worshipping her ass.

My cock was aching and I wanted nothing more than to simply pull my boxers down and slam my cock inside my mother's pussy. Instead I continued licking her ass enjoying the thought that there weren't too many guys around who could say they gave their mother a rim job.

"That feels good, baby, but I think there's a better place for that sweet tongue of yours, don't you?"

I didn't have to be told twice and sliding my tongue from her ass I plunged it directly into her hot wet pussy. Mom gasped and I moaned as I swirled my tongue inside her and received a mouthful of her sweet juices.

I moved my head back and forth; tongue fucking her and mom moaned her approval as my rigid tongue plundered her sopping slit. I eased my fingertip into her ass and pushed back into me causing my finger to slide deep into her asshole.

I worked my tongue down through the wet folds of her pussy and she whimpered when I licked her swollen clit. I traced a slow circle around her hard button before sucking it gently into my mouth. Mom's thighs trembled against me and her ass contracted around my finger as I bated her clit with my tongue.

"Oh, honey how I missed that tongue! Your father hardly ever goes down on me, thinks we're too old for that stuff, but you? Hmmm you love eating mommy's pussy don't you?"

"Its my favorite pussy." I spoke into her hot wet flesh.

"It better be," Mom moaned as I eased a finger into her pussy and pumped it. "Your mom should always be your favorite pussy."

"She always will be." I assured her as I moved my finger in her ass, enjoying the way I could feel my fingers touching though the thin skin between her pussy and ass.

"Hope so, after all I was your first wasn't I?"

"Yes."

"My baby was shy around girls until his mommy took good care of him and showed him how to make his little girlfriends happy"

"They all owe you." I laughed between her legs and she giggled.

I changed the giggle into a long moan when I slid a second finger into her pussy while sucking on her clit. Mom spread her legs wider and I burying my face into her pink pussy I inhaled deeply, then moaned at the forbidden scent of my mother's pussy.

I licked her clit hard for a moment, then slow, then repeated the motions. Mom's hips would rock and she would squirm when I licked her fast, but when I slowed down she would stop and whimper, I loved that sound, but when I started to slow up again, she groaned,

"Just make me come baby! I haven't come hard since that last time you played with me!"

Spurred on by her words, I sucked her clit hard into my mouth and thrust my fingers faster. Mom's legs were trembling against me and her hips rolled, grinding her pussy back into my tongue and fingers.

"That's it, baby." She moaned, "Suck that clit! Show mommy how much you love licking her pussy." She sighed, "Just like I love sucking my son's big hard cock! Your mother was a bad girl tonight wasn't she?"

"She's still being a bad girl." I spoke around her clit between my lips.

"True, but I was a nasty slut before, crawling under the table like a fucking whore and sucking my son off right there in the dining room!"

"You did." I moaned as my own hips moved, my cock yearning to be where my face was.

"And it was a nice big lad too, all that hot cum shooting down your mother's throat!" She gasped and her hips jerked as I swirled my tongue around her clit as fast as I could.

"You know I could taste your cum the entire time we played cards. Hmm sitting there with my pussy wet thinking about how good that cock felt in my mouth and how you whimper when I lick your balls! I'm going to suck your cock again, baby, but this time after you've been inside me so I can taste my pussy off my son's cock and...Oh!"

I'd continued moving my fingers and tongue as mom worked herself up and as her body tensed and she released a long moan that told me she was right on the edge, I slammed my finger into her ass as hard as I dared while plunging my fingers knuckle deep into her pussy and sucking on her clit.

Mom shoved her pussy hard into my face and released a long muffled scream into the bed as she exploded into orgasm. Her ass and pussy contracted around my thrusting fingers and she worked her hips in a circular motion grinding her quivering flesh into my flickering tongue.

She writhed and squirmed, releasing squeal after squeal into the sheets. I wished dad wasn't home so I could hear her screaming her pleasure, but that was okay, I would hear plenty of that when he went to work tomorrow.

Even as mom continued to whimper and work her pussy into my tongue I caught a quick vision of my father downstairs watching the Sox game or reading the paper, completely unaware that upstairs his son was licking his wife's pussy.

But as always in the heat of the moment I had no remorse in fact at times like this it was the opposite. When I was with mom I had the audacity to be upset he was home at all and mom wouldn't be able to spend the night with me, but would have to leave to go sleep with him.

What a waste! My father went to bed with this amazing woman every night and ignored her to the point she had to turn to her son to be satisfied.

"Oh, honey." Mom moaned as her legs relaxed and she stopped squirming, "I came so hard for you!"

"Seeing you're talking about hard." I slid my fingers from her holes and standing up, pushed my boxers down, grabbed her hips and drove my cock balls deep into her sweet pussy.

"Fuck!" Mom cried out,

"Shhh!" I stopped moving, leaving my cock buried within her still quivering pussy.

"Sorry, but oh, its been so long!" Mom slid a pillow over to her and said, "Go ahead, baby, fuck your mother, nice and hard like you need to."

She buried her face in the pillow and sliding my cock out so just the tip was between her tight lips I drove forward again. Mom yelped into the pillow and inspired by the sound I took a deep breath and tore into her.

Mom cried out into the pillow each time I slammed my cock home inside her and I smiled in satisfaction at the sound of my mother enjoying her son's cock. As I continued to hammer away at her, I was grateful she had sucked me off downstairs or I would have cum in less than a minute of being inside her hot tight pussy.

Mom was pushing back into me as much as her position would allow and leaning forward I put my hand in the middle of her back, holding her down on the bed. Mom moaned into the pillow and I knew my taking charge of her had caused that sound.

Most of the time mom controlled our sex and the games we would play, but sometimes she would just let me take her and that's what I was doing right now, taking my mother's pussy. Mom played into it and stretched her arms out across the bed.

She grabbed the sheets and squeezed them as I continued my relentless assault on her body. I shifted my hand from her back to her hair and wrapped my fingers into it, pulling enough for effect, but to not really hurt her.

Mom whimpered and moaned, and turning her head began speaking,

"Oh, not so hard, honey, oh easy with mommy's pussy. It's been a long time since I had that big hard cock! Please, please. Oh..."

I smiled as she played the part. I knew damn well she was playing and even if I wasn't sure the look on her face told the truth. Mom's brown eyes were wide and glazed over with lust and her perfect lips were parted as she moaned each time her son slid the full length of his cock into her needy pussy.

Her face was flushed and the sexiest part of all of it was the way she was just lying there unmoving, just laying there taking it, completely surrendering to her sons needs. I looked down and watched my cock slide in and out of my mother.

My shaft was glistening from her juices and her pink lips were wrapped tightly around my hard flesh. The cheeks of her ass looked damn good around me and seeing her pink asshole winking up at me I eased a finger into it.

Mom moaned and contracted her ass around my finger causing me to do the same. I slowed my thrusting to enjoy the feeling of my cock sliding along my finger through her skin and to also hold off from cumming. Mom and I would have plenty of time tomorrow, but tonight I knew it would be just the once.

"Stop, baby." Mom moaned, "I want to roll over."

"Roll over?"

"My titties need some attention baby, besides, I love watching you fuck me." She giggled, "Besides, don't you want me to suck your cock some more?"

I quickly slid from inside her and stepped back as mom rolled over onto her back, then slid up to the edge of the bed and sat up. Grabbing my cock she guided it to her mouth and I moaned when she took me between her lips.

Mom bobbed her head slowly, her lips working my cock just the way her other lips had and when she popped it from her mouth, she sighed, "Damn I taste good on my son's cock."

She resumed her sucking and as I moaned softly, I cupped her large breasts and teased her nipples with my thumbs. Mom groaned around my cock as she took her time sucking me and I fondled her huge tits.

Mom looked up at me, her brown eyes wide as her mouth worked along the length of my shaft. I could feel her tongue pressed against my cock and she was shaking her head slowly back and forth as she blew me.

She cupped my balls and caressed them with her fingers as she enjoyed her son's cock in her mouth. I looked to the side and smiled at the image of us in the mirror over the dresser. Me standing naked before my mother and her sucking my cock.

I saw her eyes follow my gaze and looking at me in the mirror winked at me. She eased her head back, making a show of taking a long trail of spit and pre cum with her, then slurping it loudly back up. She placed the tip of my cock on her cheek and pressed it hard against it causing my pre cum to ooze out onto her face.

She smiled and sliding my dripping tip across her lips, painted her other cheek with my sticky fluid before taking me back into her mouth once more. I put my hands on her head and mom stopped moving. Taking my cue I guided her head along my cock and she moaned in appreciation.

I stopped moving her head and thrust my hips, slowly fucking her mouth and her eyes rolled back as I did so. There was no doubt mom was turned on by the fact we didn't just have sex, but that she could be a dirty slut with me. That though caused my cock to twitch and I moaned and moved my hips faster.

Mom put her hands on my stomach to stop me from moving and I obediently removed my cock from her mouth.

"No coming yet, baby." She whispered, then lay back on the bed, "Come up here and suck on my tits, they missed you!"

Leaning over the bed, I slid my cock slowly inside her and taking her right nipple into my mouth eagerly sucked on it. Mom moaned and wrapping her legs around my waist moved her hips in time with mine.

I fucked her slowly as I took turns licking and sucking her beautiful pink nipples. Mom lay there were her arms over her head and a look of pure bliss on her face as her son worshipped her amazing breasts with his lips and tongue.

I captured her nipples in my fingers and squeezed them, as I went back and forth licking them. Mom was working her hips faster into me and moaned, "Baby, I need to come again! Fuck me nice and hard and let me come on that big dick!"

I stood up, grabbed her ankles, spread her legs, and fucked her as hard as I did before. Mom turned her head into the pillow next to her and squealed into it as I opened her legs as wide as I good and hammered away at her.

Her tits were bouncing wildly and her long dark hair was sticking to her cheek where she had begun to sweat, damn she looked hot!

"Make me cum!" She moaned as she cupped her tits and stroked her nipples.

Placing her right foot on my shoulder, I reached between her legs and found her clit with my thumb. Mom gasped as I rubbed it in hard fast circles and turning my head I flicked my tongue across her toes.

"Suck on them." Mom breathed as she thrust her hips into my driving cock.

I sucked two of her toes into my mouth and swirled my tongue around them, causing her to giggle, but her pussy contracted around my cock and her hips moved faster.

"That's it, be a good boy and kiss my feet."

I kissed each of her toes, then as she lifted her foot up I ran my tongue along it, licking the bottom of her foot from heel to toe. Mom whimpered and tugged on her nipples, stretching them as her hips ground into my cock.

I was thrusting as fast as I could and rubbing her clit just as fast. Mom gasped and arched her back, lifting her ass off the bed. Sucking all her toes into my mouth, I drove my cock deep inside of it and holding it there, gave her clit a gentle pinch.

Mom howled into the pillow and even with it muffling her the sound of her cry was loud in the room. Even as I continued t manipulate her clit with my thumb and fuck her with long hard stroke I hoped to hell my father couldn't hear this over the TV.Mom's pussy clenched around my thrusting cock and I gasped when I felt my balls tighten and my cock twitch inside her. I whimpered as I fought to hold off to let her finish cumming, but looking up at me, mom moaned, "Let it go, baby! Cum with me, cum inside me!"

No longer able to hold back I moaned around her toes as my cock erupted. Mom squealed delightedly as I continued to thrust, each pump ending in another strem of cum deep inside of her.

"Yes," she moaned, "Oh, yes, I love when you cum inside me!"

Mom's hips were bucking wildly and her pussy was contracting around me, causing me to cum even harder. I whimpered around her toes as my mother's skilled pussy milked my cock sucking every drop from me. I kept fucking her, plunging my cock into her and painting her pussy with what felt a like and even bigger load than earlier.

Again I had one of those bizarre thoughts, wondering how many sons had gotten to not only cum in their mother's mouth and pussy, but both within hours. I released mom's toes from my mouth and slid my spent cock from inside her.

As I did I watched a thin trail of cum slide out with it and ooze down her thigh. Mom looked up at me with a satisfied smile and put her arms out to me. I leaned over and as she hugged me tightly she kissed me gently, "I love you, Ryan."

" I love you to mom." I returned the kiss then nuzzled my head into her neck.

"Here, come lay with me."

Mom turned so she was laying the right way on the bed and I climbing onto it I gratefully fell down onto it next to her. Mom rolled onto her side and patted her chest. With a smile and a wave of emotion, I rolled into her embrace, nestling my face between her breasts as she hugged me close to her.

I slid my arms around her waist and we lay there, silently enjoying the after effects of our forbidden encounter. Mom played with my hair and sighed, "You feel so good, baby."

"Wish you could stay." I sighed, kissing her chest.

"You know I can't, but your dad has to go on a trip in two weeks, how does three nights in my bed sound, sweetie?"

"Better than a year in anyone other woman's bed." I told her.

"That's so sweet." She kissed the top of my head, "But, baby, we need to talk."

"About what?" I eased from her embrace so I could face her.

"Honey, tell me what happened with Amy, and the truth,"

I paused as we lay there on our sides, propped up on our elbows facing each other. I took a deep breath and as I always did, told mom everything. About how I had begun to lose interest in Amy and thinking more and more about her and about the video and our last argument.

"Honey, you need to be careful!" Mom warned me, "The wig, her catching you with those movies? That's careless, she might have thought..."

"Careless? Mom you blew me under the kitchen table." I reminded her, "You flirt with me and play with me right with dad there sometimes."

'That's different and not as big of a risk as you think."

"What do you...?"

"Never mind me." She touched my cheek, "Honey, you missed out with Amy, she was an amazing girl that you could have gotten back if not for her finding that out."

"I...I don't want her back, it wasn't fair to her, mom. She really wanted me and I wanted someone else."

"That's very sweet." Mom smiled, "It is, Ryan, you didn't want to use her. But you need someone, I can't be all the time, baby."

"Maybe I'll settle for what time you have." I told her. "Mom, we mess around all the time when I'm here."

"But I can hardly ever sleep with you and it can't be out in the open and I love your dad, Ryan. I love you too, but you deserve all of a woman's heart, not part of it."

"But it's okay for you?"

"I have dad, honey." She shrugged, "He's a great man, sweet, loving, good provider, great father and husband, he just lacks in sex and I get that from you. You need that person to be everything to you that I can't be."

"But when I'm with them I still want you and it...:" I stopped as it struck me what the problem had become with Amy.

"It what?" Mom asked, "What is it, honey?"

"I just realized...look mom, it's not that I didn't enjoy Amy, she was fun in bed, and everywhere else. What bothered me wasn't that you and I weren't playing anymore, but it was the idea we never would again."

"I don't understand."

"In other words, it's one thing to think okay we can't all the time now, but we still could sometimes, but to know that I'd never be with you again, that I have to choose once and for all is too much. That's why I was different with Amy, that night we stayed and you turned me down, made me realize it was never."

"I see." She nodded, "It bothered me too, Ryan, but I figured I was doing the right thing by you. Ryan I love being with you, but it would be selfish to keep you hooked on me and not let you find a special someone, your someone."

"Its not right for us to do this anyway, mom, its wrong for dad, but we do it."

"You saved my marriage, Ryan. Crazy as it sounds I was very close to either an affair or leaving your father. Sex is not everything, but he rarely has any desire for it and I need it! We being together? I stay satisfied and he and I stay happy."

"So if we never do again, will you leave him?"

"Well. Maybe not now. I don't know, but I know I need to grow up and let my son go."

"But I don't want to." I snapped my fingers, "Mom, I'll make a deal with you."

"Deal?"

"Yes. I'll try to meet someone and if I do and she's great then I'll make the effort to be with her and you know...maybe settle down and marry and kids. But I still want us to be able to sometimes. Not all the time, but here and there, a special time for we can look forward to."

"Mom with benefits." She grunted.

"That's what you are now, it will just be less, but it will be no different than what you do to dad. My special someone will just never know about us and we'll all be happy."

"Okay, fair enough." She nodded, "But I want to say two things to you."

"What's that?"

"One, I would like you to try to work something out with Amy. Give her time then call her, no, in fact I'll call her and talk to her."

"But she knows."

"If she says anything to me, I'll tell her it's a fetish, people have them, you tell her that too. Come clean and just say those movies turn you on and you're sorry it offends her and go from there."

"I'll try."

"Good because you're not going to find a better girl than her."

"What was the other thing?"

"Ryan, you always bring up feeling bad about dad, and that's another sign of you being a good young man. You worry about other people."

"Yeah, sometimes I feel guilty."

"Ryan, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

Mom put her hand along my cheek and gave me a sly smile.

"What makes you so sure that your father doesn't know about us?"