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don't know why. Maybe it was the iced teas or maybe it was because I was caught up in the moment. Whatever the reason, I unzipped my pants and released my cock.

Now in the open, I stroked it slowly and heard Stacey say, "That is a nice looking cock."

Stacey ground harder on Mom, causing her skirt to rise up a little. I watched as she took her left hand and tucked it under Mom's skirt, cupping her mound.

Mom moaned and tilted her head back while grabbing Stacey's sweet tush.

I stroked my dick a little harder as both girls appeared to be thoroughly enjoying the moment. But suddenly, Mom spoke and said, "I think Glen might like some of this."

Chuckling, Stacey said, "Yes I think he might. Maybe you should give him a lap dance."

"What! Wait!" I protested.

"You think?" I heard my Mom ask.

"Oh yes! Not to mention how hot that would be to see."

"I... I don't know girls..." I tried to interject but Mom had that same devilish grin I saw the night she fucked Dad.

"So you think that would be hot to see, Stacey?" Mom asked.

"Yes...extremely hot!" I heard her bark.

Slowly, Stacey stood up as I said under distress, "Wait Mom. I don't think you should be doing this."

But alas she ignored my words and quickly straddled my thighs, facing me.

"Mmmommm..." I huffed as she slowly started to grind her mound across my already hard cock.

"Oh sshhitt!!" I groaned as she moved a little faster while Stacey stood right beside us.

Mom purred in my ear, "What do you think, Glen? Is Mommy making you horny?"

"Jesus, Kerry, this is so fucking hot," I heard Stacey say before I unexpectedly felt her tugging at my mother skirt, pulling it up from the back until only her thin panties were raking across my bare cock.

"Oh... FFFUCK!!" I cringed as I felt the light fabric clinging to her pussy, causing my cock to slide between her lips. I could feel her wetness soaking through her panties as Mom vigorously dragged her pussy across my throbbing dick.

Mom's breath was as ragged as mine. Her body went to and fro extremely fast as my hands grasped at her sides. I couldn't hold back any longer. Her hot pussy was sending me on a forbidden ride that I could no longer control.

"Oh. Mom. Jesus. You're going to make me cum," I said. I was shocked when I felt a palm pushing my cock harder into my mom, almost pushing it past her panties and into her warm snatch.

I opened my eyes to see that it was Stacey, her hand was behind Mom's ass and was forcing my cock to grind hard against Mom's clit.

"Cum together," I heard her say as she pushed up harder. I want to see both of you cum. Cum for me."

"OH... OH... OH..." Mom wailed as she gyrated on me. I couldn't take it any longer, and my own body was lifting up off the sofa; I swear my cock slipped inside her a couple of times.

"Yes...baby!! I'm cumming. Mommy's cumming!"

"SHITTT!!" I croaked as my cock exploded.

I could feel Stacey's hand still holding my dick as it squirted its juices all over my mother's panties. Mom's body shook, and she grabbed my neck, pushing her breasts into my face, causing me to open my mouth and suck on her through her top.

I held Mom as I felt Stacey's hand move away and then I heard her say, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Mom sat upright and huffed, "Yes... I found it most thrilling myself."

I was still in a drunken haze after the fact and fought with the perplexity of the situation. Yes, I did enjoy this unthinkable sexual encounter. However, this was still my mother and I felt ashamed for feeling that way.

"What have we done, Mom?" I questioned as I tried to ease her off my body.

"Didn't you enjoy it Glen? You did cum."

"Jesus Mom!" I yelled, forcing her off of my lap and staggering to my feet.

As I fixed my trousers, I heard Stacey say, "Listen, I have to get back. You two can talk here for a bit if you like."

I watched as she handed something to Mom before leaving the room and in a loud tone I said, "Mom...really what just happened?"

"Calm down Glen. We just helped you feel better. Don't you feel better now?"

I really didn't know how to answer that. Yeah it felt good at the time. But now, I had this horrible feeling inside. I just crossed another line that normal mothers and sons never cross. What was really troubling was the fact that I didn't regret it and that scared me.

"I got to get out of here and think," I said as I exited the room with Mom in tow.

"Glen, you can't drive in this condition. We're both too drunk."

Shit. I knew she was right. So I made an effort to call a cab. My head was spinning and the last thing I remember was sitting in a booth with Mom by my side.

I awoke with a start, trying to get my bearings. Somehow I was in my own bed, and apparently, it was the next day since I focused on the clock and noticed that it was 8 a.m.

What the fuck happened? I thought as I pulled the covers off myself and realized that I was also naked.

For the life of me, I couldn't remember a thing, and as I got dressed, thinking, my door opened and Stacey walked in.

"You!" I said covering myself since I was still half naked.

"Oh sorry you're already up," I heard her say, setting my clothes from last night down on top of my dresser.

"What happened? Where's Mom? Why do you have my clothes?"

"Glen calm down. Your mom's in her bed. You passed out last night, and I helped both of you get home. On the way, you got sick and barfed all over yourself. So I helped you to bed and got you out of those clothes."

Puzzled I replied, "Thanks I guess. But why are you still here?"Stacey smiled and teased, "I slept here after we fucked."

"What!"

She laughed loudly and said, "Take it easy Glen, I'm only joking with you. I just got back from my house and wanted to drop off your clothes. But seriously, would having sex with me be that shocking?"

"Oh...sorry...I didn't mean for it to sound that way. Truthfully I can't remember anything."

"Nothing?"

"Well, no. I mean I can't remember anything after. You know. Mom and I... errr."

Again, she laughed and said, "Dry humped to a climax."

I blushed and nodded, "Yeah that."

"I wasn't lying when I said that was the hottest thing I've seen. You and your mom must be very close."

I sat on my bed and hung my head low and replied, "I thought we were. But now...I really don't know. That was just too intense last night. I mean, she's my mother."

"Yeah and she must really love you a lot to please you like that."

"I don't know, maybe that's it."

"After what she told me about how depressed you've been after your divorce, I would have to say that is it exactly. You really loved her didn't you?"

I felt myself choke up when I replied, "With all my heart."

"Then it's time for someone else to have it."

Stacey sat next to me and gently lifted my chin until our eyes meet. I looked into them deeply and noticed something different in her gaze. She looked sincere, and I felt my grief slowly slipping away. I went to speak but when I opened my mouth, her lips crashed against mine. In that second, a peaceful feeling ran over me, as if this was meant to be. I wrapped my arms over her as she did the same. We fell backwards onto my bed and very passionately kissed. Her lips felt so tender, her mouth so sweet. Slowly, I was letting this girl into my heart. However, as we scooted ourselves up higher onto the bed and she wiggled her pants off, I found myself having second thoughts. For some reason, I felt like I was cheating on Rochelle.

Again, we embraced and our legs intertwined, our thighs rubbing intimately against each other, but that nagging feeling of betrayal still taunted me. I had to stop this before it went too far so I hesitated and broke away, temporarily ending our foreplay. That's when I saw Mom standing outside my window. Startled, I huffed loudly and heard Stacey say, "Something wrong?"

I heard her words but couldn't respond since a weird tingling entered my body as I looked at my mother. Mom wasn't just watching me. She was rubbing herself over the same little red skirt from the night before. My cock throbbed as a wickedness grew from my depths. Mom's expression of self-pleasure unleashed a hidden side of me that I hadn't known existed.

"Glen?" I heard and looked at Stacey.

"Huh? Oh yeah everything is fine," I quickly said, kissing her again but keeping my eyes fixated on Mom.

I felt Stacey's hand reach down and stroke my hard shaft while Mom lifted her little skirt and dug into her panties. I don't know why but her lewd actions were definitely affecting me.

I covered Stacey's mound with my palm as our mutual excitement built.

I watched as Mom tickled her little bud and followed suit,

stimulating Stacey's.

She broke our kiss, panting hard as her body thrust upwards.

I went to kiss her again and felt her hand lightly push on my chest, stopping me mid-stream as she whispered, "Fuck me Glen."

I caught movement at the window and quickly stole a glance. Mom had her right hand braced on the glass as her fingers sank into her snatch. Then I read her lips, which very clearly said the words, "Fuck her."

That was it. I went nuts. Filled with raw lust, I rolled her onto her back and positioned myself between her thighs. Looking into her eyes, I gently nudged myself forward, feeling her soft labia opening up to accept my stiff penis.

"Oh Glen..." she cooed as I eased myself further inside her warm canal.

Slowly and passionately I eased myself in and out. It felt so dirty. So exciting. I saw Mom's fingers slamming feverishly inside her snatch as Stacey wrapped her legs around my waist, motioning for me to go faster with her hands. I thrust hard and groaned as she moaned in pleasure. Faster and deeper, I drove my cock until both of us were fucking like wild animals. Mom's body tensed up and knowing that she was cumming only drove me further into a lustful rage. Grabbing Stacey's legs, I lifted them over my shoulders and heaved forward. Her back arched as her pussy tightened around my tool while I jack-hammered into her.

"Fuck Glen. I'm cumming!" she screamed as I plowed into her abyss. I felt my cum ready to explode. I looked at Mom. Her body was shaking, and her hand on the window was clenched in a fist. I noticed her eyes close as her mouth opened. She was obviously climaxing. My heart raced seeing her cum. It felt so taboo, so exhilarating, and, at that moment, I wished it was me slamming my cock into her making her cum like that.

"Shit!!" I croaked as my dick exploded still nestled inside Stacey.

"Glen!" She screamed, trying to wiggle her snatch away from my pumping cock.

Her moving only intensified the sensation. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop, and I drove it even further in as my body quivered while looking at Mom.

"Glen pull out!"

Shit, I thought, realizing what I had just done and easing my already spent prick from her depths.

"Jesus. What were you thinking?" She shouted as she sat upright.

I glanced at the window, and noticed that Mom had left. I felt so ashamed. Truthfully, I wasn't aware, but in my state of excitement I couldn't help it.

"Stacey I'm so sorry. I...I don't know what came over me."

"Well I know what came in me!" she yelled. However, not in a mad way. More of a chuckling astonished way.

I saw her look of dismay turn into a light-hearted smile, and I again apologized for my actions.

"It's okay, Glen, I guess not being with a woman in such a long time got the best of you."

I just nodded in agreement as if to say yes...that's what it was.

We both got dressed, and I asked her if she wanted to have some breakfast before I had to leave for work.

"Thanks Glen, but I must be getting back. I told my mother I wouldn't be gone long."

"Oh okay."

Stacey reached into her purse and took out a pen; grabbing my hand, she jotted down her phone number while saying, "Give me a call later."

I happily replied, "You can count on it."

She just opened my door and standing there was Mom. Not in her red miniskirt but wrapped in a long pink bathrobe.

When did she have time to change? I wondered as I heard her say. "Oh Stacey, you're still here? I was just coming over to check on Glen."

"No. I just came back this morning."

"That's so sweet of you to do. Wasn't it Glen?" Mom said with a grin.

I just nodded since I was still amazed at how quickly she had changed.

"Well since you're here, why don't you stop by the house?"

"Sorry, Kerry, I really must be going," Stacey said as she stepped to the side of Mom.

"Okay dear. But you really must let me make it up to you. I don't think I could have managed Glen last night by myself."

"Really, it was nothing."

Mom smiled, looking at me, and said, "Nonsense. I insist. Why don't you come back for dinner?"

"Can I bring my mother? She's been asking all sort of questions about you and Glen. I really don't have a clue as to why."

"Why of course, dear. I'd like to meet your mother. Is seven o'clock okay?"

"It's my day off, so that should be fine. I'll tell Mom you'd like to meet her."

"Great, I'll let you get going then," Mom said, giving Stacey a quick peck.

Stacey ran off while Mom entered my room. She looked at me and with a big smile and said, "I really like her."

"Yeah I can tell."

I heard Stacey's car pull away and I sat on my bed and sighed, "Mom I think we should talk."

Mom sat next to me, placing her hand on my thigh, and replied, "Okay shoot."

"Listen Mom. What's going on with you?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, squeezing my thigh lightly.

"Like this. This stuff," I replied, pulling her hand away. "And like before at my window. Jesus!! I don't even know who you are anymore?"

Mom stood up and very seductively asked, "Didn't you like it?"

"Honestly...I don't know what I was feeling."

"Now Glen come on. I saw how excited you got when you saw me standing there. You were about to send Stacey away weren't you?"

Stunned, I stuttered, "H... h... how did you know?"

"Because Moms know their sons. Just like I knew what would make you change your mind."

"I'm so confused."

"I know Glen. That's why I'm here. To help you through this. Wasn't last night fun?"

"It was different, that's for sure."

"And how about before. Didn't that feel good?"

"Yeah, but don't you find it...I don't know...weird?"

Mom chuckled as she knelt in front of me. Placing her hands on both of my thighs, she rubbed them and whispered, "Didn't I get you excited seeing me like that?"

"Mmmom...what are you doing?"

"Shhhh..." she cooed as she unbuttoned my pants."

"Mom!" I protested and tried to stop her. But, alas, she had already tugged them down and exposed my penis.

Mom pushed me backwards as she quickly jerked on my cock, causing me to groan while she hissed, "Just relax and enjoy it, honey."

"Oh fuck Mom. It's wrong... to...oh shit!" I faded off saying.

Mom once again worked her magical touch on my tool, sending wave after wave of sinful pleasure throughout my body.

I closed my eyes as my incestuous side acceded to her touch. I felt my ass bucking up as I croaked, "Shit you're doing it again to me."

Mom's hand went faster as I heard her say, "Doing what, Glen?"

I blurted out loudly, "Making me like this."

"That's the idea," I heard her say before feeling her moist lips encompass my bulging head.

"OH...fuck!" I blurted out as she skillfully bobbed on my dick.

I clutched at the sheets as Mom brought me ever closer to another climax. No longer did I feel uncertain about what she was doing. I wanted it.

"Jesus, Mom. You're going to make me cum again!" I grunted.

Mom eased my cock out from her warm mouth and rose up. Smiling, she disrobed, saying, "Good, lets cum together then." I gasped as the robe puddled to the floor, revealing her nude sexy figure underneath.

"Mom!" I gulped as she straddled me, resting her warm mound upon my raging hard-on.

Slowly, Mom rocked back and forth, sliding her hot box across my rock-hard shaft.

"Mmmm Ohhh nnnnn," I groaned as she went faster. Her pussy juices flowed, slicking up my shaft even more. I was consumed by lust as the incestuous experience overtook me. Uncontrollably, I heaved upward, causing my cock to slightly ease inside, however Mom teasingly lifted up, denying me access to the place I wickedly wanted to explore.

"Not in me, Glen."

I nodded as Mom gyrated faster and harder until she was sending me over the edge. I couldn't take it. I wanted - no, needed - to fuck her. To send my cock deep into my mother's sex. I tried again to thrust my dick into her snatch, but once again she lifted up, only this time she held my cock against her mound and rocked her clit on it.

"Oh...oh...oh..." she moaned. Her legs stiffened, and she squeezed my dick hard.

I couldn't last and came again for the second time that day, spewing my seed into her hand as she climaxed herself.

Mom leaned forward as my breath raced and whispered, "Fucking Mommy would be crossing the line."

Panting, I replied, "Okay Mom. You're right."

Mom got off me and put her robe back on and with a smile said, "You better get ready for work now."

Work? Shit, I thought. I had completely forgotten about work. Hastily, I jumped up as Mom left my apartment. Rushing around, I tossed on some jeans and a shirt and mad-dashed to the car. Thankfully, my boss was an understanding fellow and wasn't too mad when I told him that I'd overslept.

That day at work was one of the best I'd ever had. Maybe Mom was right, since I actually did feel almost like myself again. Not to mention the fact that Rochelle wasn't on my mind. However, that day still had some surprises in store for me.

I went home that evening and got ready while Mom made dinner for our guests. Since this was the first time I would be meeting Stacey's mother, I dressed in somewhat formal attire consisting of a nice light blue dress shirt and black dress pants with a leather belt. I forwent a tie since I figured that might be overkill and headed over to the house.

Mom looked quite nice in a white floral dress that went down to her knees, and I must say the scooped neck showcased her bosom nicely.

It was just about six thirty when I set the table while Mom finished tossing the salad. I heard the doorbell and yelled to Mom that I got it.

I opened the door and was taken aback by how good looking Stacey's mom was, and I choked out a, "Hello."

"Hi Glen, this is my mom Ava."

"Nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand while taking in her nice figure. Ava had on a dress similar in length to my mom's, except her dress was lightly colored pink. I did my best not to stare too long at her ample breasts, barely hidden behind the straining top of her dress.

"Please come in. Mom's just finishing in the kitchen," I said, extending my hand out to show them in.

We walked into the dining room and sat just as Mom came in. I'll never forget the expression on Mom's face when she saw Ava. I swear I thought she was going to drop the salad bowl when she paused suddenly and said in a very startled tone, "No...it can't be you?"

Ava smiled and replied, "Hi Kerry. Yes, it's me."

"Mom? You know her?" I questioned, and I could tell by Stacey's expression that she was just as lost as I was.

Mom steadied herself, holding the back of a chair as she sat down. I could tell Mom was still in a state of shock when she looked at me and nodded before saying, "I thought you moved away?"

"Yes I did. But after I divorced Frank, me and Stacey moved back here."

"How long ago was that?"

"Oh about a year now."

"So is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on here!" I interrupted.

Mom looked at me and, in an unsteady voice, said, "Remember that lost love I told you about?"

"Yeah?" I replied, quite puzzled. "No...no way. It was a girl who broke your heart?"

Ava smiled and nodded just as Mom mumbled a barely audible, "Yes."

Holy fuck! Mom was a lesbian! my brain screamed in my head. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe it. She was married to my father, a guy, not to mention everything she had done with me. Was it all an act? Does she really like girls? My mind went into overdrive as I tried to comprehend this twisted turn of events. I was just about to short circuit when I felt Stacey's hand lightly grab mine as she asked, "You okay, Glen?"

"No I'm not okay! This is insane!" I yelled, standing quickly and exiting the house.

I rushed over to my apartment and locked the door. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" I screamed. What the hell is happing to my life! I thought and then came the light knock at my door.

"Glen...it's me. Can you open the door please?" I heard Stacey ask.

Really, I wasn't going to, but I figured she must have been as in the dark about this as I was.

I slowly opened the door, never looking up at her as I shuffled my sorry ass to my bed and sat.

"So I take it you're not happy about our mothers' past relationship."

I looked up at her and replied, "You are?"

"I don't know. She never mentioned your mom, or that she was bi."

"Bi?" I questioned, crossing my arms.

"Yeah, what else would you call it? Our mothers like both men and women."

"I guess. But still that doesn't excuse them from not telling us after all these years."

Stacey sat next to me and held my hand softly and said, "Really Glen. Did you tell your mother everything you've done? Even if it might have hurt her?"

"Of course not. But...okay I guess you might have a point."

"So...you going to stay here and pout or go back over and find out more about them?"

I shook my head and stood up. I paused as I gazed upon Stacey's sweet face and thought, She really is a very smart woman.

We walked back over to the house, and I apologized for my rude behavior. After sitting back down, Mom and Ava explained how they met back when they both were strippers and then went on to explain what caused the break-up even though I'd already gotten the...abridged...version from Mom. I looked at Stacey and really couldn't believe she was a year older than me since her complexion made her look much younger.

Things started to settled down as we ate our salads, followed by Mom's homemade spaghetti sauce and ziti noodles. I couldn't help but noticed how happy Mom seemed to be as she chatted up a storm with Ava over all their lost years.

When dinner was over, I told Mom that they should all go into the living room while I got us a bottle of wine, which of course she wholeheartedly agreed to.

What I didn't expect was, by the time I got back, Mom and Ava were in a lovers' embrace, kissing passionately.

Dumbfounded, I just stood there watching them until Stacey waved me over to her on the couch.

I sat down next to her and whispered, "What the hell is going on?"

Stacey giggled and softly replied, "What do you think?"

I opened the bottle and filled two glasses, handing one to Stacey while watching our mothers out of the corner of my eye. Okay, I have to admit it. Seeing Mom like that was getting me turned on. What I didn't realize was that it was also turning Stacey on just as much.

I sat back on the couch just as Stacey placed her hand on my thigh and hissed in my ear, "Isn't that so hot?"

I nodded as her hand gently strolled up and down my leg. I placed my hand on her leg and did the same as we both watched our mothers slowly caressing each other's breasts.

My cock was like a rock when I noticed Ava ease her hand under Mom's dress.

Shit this was so hot. My heart beat faster as I felt Stacey unzipping my pants and ease them down.

I looked at her, and she smiled devilishly as she worked my stiff pecker out from his hiding place.

In return, I fumbled my hand at her waistband until I wiggled my fingers inside. Digging my digits downward, I was greeted with her already very moist pussy, saying, "You're so wet girl."

"Oh course. They're making me horny," she replied as she lowered her head down to my solid cock.

"Fuck..." I groaned as she bobbed up and down while I watched as Ava dove under Mom's dress. Her legs dangled over Ava's shoulders as she wailed loudly, "Yes! God yes. I've so missed this!"

My cock juices raced upward as Mom rocked her pussy across Ava's face. I held Stacey's head as I thrust my manhood inside her hot little mouth.

I was just about to pop when Stacey sat up and whispered, "Want to see something really hot?"

I just looked at her, puzzled, as Stacey slipped off her pants and top and then leaned over and softly whispered, "I'm bi too."

She then very seductively sashayed over to our mothers and dropped to her knees. Lifting her mother's dress, she buried her face between her legs.

Holy Fuck! I thought. Ok that is hands down the hottest thing I've seen. She was licking her own mother's crotch, and she was letting her. I couldn't help but sit there in awe as I stroked myself. Stacy eased her mother's panties off and went right back to devouring her snatch while my mother bucked up and down on Ava's face chanting, "Yes, Ava, yes. I'm cumming. Christ I'm cumming!" It didn't take Ava long to follow suit, and she started to moan from Stacey's licking. Her mother's ass started to pivot up and down, and her legs spread wider. Stacey removed her face, and I stared as she sunk three fingers into her mother's pussy and rubbed her clit hard with her other hand saying, "Cum, Mama. Cum for me."

Mom wiggled herself out from in front of Ava as her daughter brought her ever closer to her climax. I could hear Ava wailing, "Oh god Stacey...I never knew you could do this."

Stacey fired back as her fingers feverishly worked on her mother's excited snatch, "I always wanted to make you cum Mama. Now I got the chance."

Mom stood in front of me and had that same wicked grin on her face when she said, "My poor boy is all alone. Let Mommy help you with that."

Mom straddled my legs as she did earlier and my throbbing cock nestled nicely between her outer lips. Like before, Mom rocked back and forth, sending me once again on my incestuous journey.

"Shit Mom..." I groaned as Ava screamed, "I'm cumming!"

Mom went faster, and she grabbed my shoulders, pushing her wonderful tits into my face. I sucked her left tit inside my mouth and lightly nibbled on it, causing her to moan.

My body involuntarily lifted up, trying to push my cock into the place it so desperately wanted to find. However, once again, I heard Mom hiss, "No fucking Mommy, Glen."

"Oh... Mom...God do I want to though...oh shit!" I groaned under my breath.

It was then that I felt a hand brush against my throbbing head as Mom heaved herself backwards. I looked up to see Stacey's fingers dabbling over Mom's clit, causing her to actually gyrate even harder. As if that weren't enough, Ava was behind Mom and had both of her hands on Mom's breasts, pinching and kneading her already hard nipples while she sucked on her neck.

"Oh God..." Mom moaned as the girls quickly brought Mom to orgasm. I could feel her legs starting to buckle from the excitement while my own climax was rapidly approaching. I tilted my head back and croaked, "Shit, Mom, I can feel you quivering."

Suddenly, Stacey's hand grabbed my tool as Mom pushed forward, holding it in place just as Mom was sliding back, sending my cock head into her wet snatch.

"Oh Glen!" I heard Mom gasp as I lifted my ass up, quickly thrusting half of my length into her sopping wet pussy.

"Fuck, Mom..." I moaned, and I felt Mom come crashing down, burying my entire dick deep inside her.

I felt Mom trying to lift upwards, but saw Ava pushing on her shoulders, sending her pussy back down onto my cock.

"Fuck him...fuck your son!" I heard Ava command, and then I felt Mom start to grind back and forth. Slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed, she rested her hands on my knees while both girls chanted, "Fuck him Kerry. Make your baby boy cum."

"Oh God...we're really fucking!" I heard Mom coo as her pussy gripped onto my tool. I grabbed her waist as she slid herself back and forth, smashing her clit over me.

"Mom!" I yelled as I felt the onset of my climax.

Mom went faster while the girls played with her tits.

"Yes...oh fuck yes...I'm cumming, Glen. Mommy's cumming!" Mom screamed, pushing me over the edge. I shook as my cock exploded. I could feel her juices mixing with mine while both of our bodies quaked. Mom huffed loudly and rested her head on top of mine and said, "My God, Glen, I've never cum that hard."

"Never have I," I replied, thrusting myself upwards once more.

The girls helped Mom off of me just as my cell phone rang.

I felt like I had just been stabbed in the chest when I notice the name. It was Rochelle and, without even thinking, I answered it.

"Hello?" I said very shyly.

"Glen...I think I made a mistake."

"What...what do you mean?" I choked.

"Listen baby. I think we should try again."

I never got a chance to reply. Stacey grabbed the phone out of my hands and said, "Listen, bitch! He's with me now. So go find someone else's mind to fuck with!"

I could hear Rochelle protesting in the background, "Who's this?"

"This is the girl who will be fucking Glen from now on, and by the time we're done fucking him tonight you're going to be a distant memory."

"Who's we!" I heard her say just as Stacey hung up the phone and smiled, "You ready for round two?"

I looked at all the women as they slowly approached me and yelled, "Fuck yeah!"

Needless to say, I had one hell of a night. And I guess I owe it all to Mom.

Who, by the way, finally divorced my father and is living with Ava.

As for me...well it turns out the girl of my dreams had been right before my eyes and hopefully when I give her this ring we'll all be one big happy family.

"Oh... Oh yes... Yes just like that... Oh yes I'm so close. Oh Fuck! I'm... I'm... I'M CUMMING!!" I screamed as I awoke from my dream. Covered in sweat I sat up and noticed that once again I had cum in my sleep.

Fuck! Another sex dream about Mom. I thought as I leaped up and stripped the stain covered sheet from my bed.

As I tossed the soiled linen into my hamper I mumbled, "Maybe it's natural to have dreams like this?"

Who the fuck am I kidding. No way can this be natural. I rationalized and sighed.

"Honey, are you up?" I heard causing me to jump.

It was my mother just outside my bedroom. I stood in silence as her next words vibrated through the door. "I made you breakfast."

My eyes fixated on the jiggling of my door handle causing my heartbeat to quicken.

Strangely, I became sexually stimulated when I realized my mother was about to see me naked.

Thankfully, I hadn't lost all of my morals yet and yelled, "Yeah! I'm up! Don't come in I'm not decent."

Mom gave no response but I let out a light sigh when I heard her footsteps going away.

"Get a grip Tucker. She's your mother." I muffled to myself as I went to my dresser for a pair of briefs.

As I dressed for the day, I ponder over my one of many sinful dreams and remembered back to when they first came to light.

It all started two months ago when I happened to come across Mom doing her morning exercises like she'd done so many times in the past. Only, for some reason, when I glanced at her this time something deep inside me started to stir, and as I continued to survey her womanly figure a strange urge overcame me.

These new desires grew as Mom was bent over touching her toes and my eyes fixated on her slender figure. Her long blonde hair grazed across the floor and just before she straightened up my eyes noticed how her sheer white spandex yoga pants beautifully showed off her wonderful firm ass and well-toned legs. Suddenly, Mom twisted her body to the left, and that was when I caught sight of how her milky fitted sports bra seemed to exaggerate her nice c size melons.

It quickly became evident that Mom was no longer just the loving woman who gave birth to me, but this sexy older woman whom I was now lusting over.

I don't know how long I just stood admiring her body as she was exercising, but it was apparent she hadn't noticed me and kept with her routing. My heartbeat quickened as I observed Mom put her hands out to her sides while standing legs spread before leaning over and bouncing her upper body up and down to the beat with the music that was playing on the TV.

I couldn't stand it anymore and felt my cock hardening by the second as her tight tush pushed back just a little every time her upper body would push downward. My mouth became dry as my sexual urges built to the point where I almost wanted to rush in there and ram my steel pole deep into her pussy. Lost in my deranged thoughts, I wasn't aware Mom had looked over her shoulder and said, "Oh Tucker... You scared me. Everything okay?"

"Umm... Yeah Mom. I was just. Um... Just..." Was all I could muster as the feelings of guilt washed over me for thinking such thoughts. I couldn't see it. But I knew my face had to be turning different colors.

Mom, on the other hand, played it cool and just gave me a big smile while straightening up and facing me. She then grabbed a towel that was next to her and rubbed it slowly across her neck while cocking her head to the left and wooed, "Honey can you get me a water from the refrig?"

"Um... Yeah... I can do that." I said and quickly ran off to the kitchen.

It wasn't until I opened the refrigerator door that I realized my dick was still hard like a rock and clearly showed a large bulge in my pants.

Not knowing what to do I waited by the refrigerator and just hoped it would subside. But alas I guess I was gone too long and heard Mom behind me saying, "What are you doing?"

Shocked I spun around holding Mom's water and noticed her eyes shift down to my crotch and widen as she gazed on it.

OH fuck! My brain screamed as Mom obviously was fixated on my hard dick causing me to freeze up in total embarrassment. Mom, on the other hand, lifted her gazed and smirked while walking up to me.

I began to sweat as she took the water bottle from my clutches.

"It's okay Tucker, it happens to boys your age."

"I... I... I..." I stuttered in a feeble attempt to answer. However, I stopped abruptly when Mom leaned in and kissed my cheek whilst softly saying, "Thanks for the water sweetie."

Her kiss was like a bolt of lightning, and I felt my cock spew some of its built-up pressure of sperm in my shorts.

Quickly, I stepped back and gave a rapid nod before making a mad dash out of the kitchen. I started to feel numb as I ran up to my room. Confused and horny I couldn't stop the flood of wicked images of Mom that taunted my brain. Lying on my bed, I closed my eyes and stroked myself off several times to the vision of her sexy body that now plagued my mind. To say the least, I never did leave my room that day.

Clearing my head of what took place back then I tucked in my shirt and made my way out into the hall.

"About time." Mom announced as I walked into the dining room and took a seat.

"Sorry Mom. I was having trouble finding a shirt." I lied as Mom set my breakfast plate down in front of me.

With my head tucked down I ate my eggs while Mom stood next to the stove. However, I couldn't help myself from stealing a glance at her firm rear as she prepared her own meal. The way Mom's white skirt hugged her wonderful round backside was taunting me once more as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other causing my dick to stiffen again.

Fuck this is driving me crazy! I thought and then heard, "Is everything alright?"

I glanced up from Mom's backside to see her staring at me and replied, "Um yeah why you ask?"

"Well I heard you groaning this morning and opened your door to see you were still sleeping. I thought you might be coming down with something."

Oh my god I was making sounds in my sleep. I thought. And in a panic said. "No everything is fine; it was just a bad dream that's all. How about you?"

"What do you mean?"

Fuck why did I say that? I thought and followed with. "Um you know I just wanted to know if you're ok with Dad being away so much."

"What made you think of that?"

Shrugging my shoulders I remarked, "I don't know I just did."

Mom sat down and said, "Well since you asked I feel a bit lonely at night when he's away."

"Why? I'm still here with you?"

Mom gave a chuckle and said, "Yes, but it's different. There's just something about sleeping next to a person that you tend to miss when they're gone."

I swallowed hard and mumbled, "Oh."

But I then started to think what it might be like to be sleeping next to her.

Wicked thoughts began to fill my mind of what I might do if I was lying next to her and then happened to notice the top two buttons on her blouse were undone just as she leaned forward to stand up.

Holy fuck! My mind screamed as very large portion of her bare cleavage came into view causing me to stare endlessly at her silky white breast.

However, my gawking didn't go unnoticed and I heard Mom clear her throat loudly. Shifting my glance upward I was met with her eyes piercing back at me, and I swallowed hard realizing Mom was aware of my staring.

Aw Shit here comes the scolding. I thought as Mom shook her head and crossed her arms sternly.

There was an eerie silence as I waited for Mom to reprimand me about my wandering eyes, but instead she just glared.

I was just about to apologize when Mom finally said, "You better get going before you're late for school." I then turned sharply and proceeded to go down to the sink as if nothing happened.

"Okay Mom." I uttered confused. However, I knew I'd better not push my luck and quickly rushed out the door.

That day at school seemed to just drag on as I ponder over why Mom didn't say anything. Did she not want to talk about it? Or better yet did it excite her knowing I was staring at her cleavage? I didn't have a clue. But really, I was hoping for the latter to be true.

Thankfully, the day finally ended, and I made it home just in time to hear Mom on the phone with Dad and once again found out, he would be working late again.

It wasn't always that way. You see my Dad is a truck driver but several months ago he started to work for a new company that paid more. But as it turns out, he also has to work longer hours in the process.

So once again Mom and I will be the only people eating together. This really doesn't bother me since with Dad not here; it made it much easier to steal a glance or two at her beautiful body.

"Hi Mom." I said making my presence known.

"Hi sweetie. Go wash up, dinner will be ready shortly."

"Okay Mom." I said as I passed by her and made my way up the stairs to my room.

I must have been gone for only about fifteen minutes before I heard her calling me back down to eat.

"Mmm. It smells good Mom." I said as she put the roast down on the table.

"Thanks honey." She replied as we both filled our plates.

I was in the middle of taking a bite when Mom said, "So the school called me today."

Hovering my fork in front of my mouth, I replied, "They did?"

"Yes care to tell me why your grades are dropping?"

"Huh??? I... I don't know." That of course was a fib.

I did, in fact, know why. Ever since my dreams started I've had trouble concentrating on anything I did. However, I knew I couldn't tell her that.

"Well apparently, they are so tonight I think I should quiz you a little on your homework."

Mom hadn't given me a quiz on my school studies in over five years, and I replied, "Really Mom?"

"Yes really." She said very sternly.

"Okay..." I mumbled while looking down at my fork.

So after dinner while Mom washed the dishes, I went to my room and did my assignments. Thankfully it was only math questions and I knew they shouldn't take too long for Mom to quiz me on. Boy was I wrong because I no sooner finished my homework when I heard Mom rap on my door.

"Yeah Mom." I said as she opened the door wearing a long silky black robe.

"You finished?"

"Yeah I am."

"Ok then grab your books and meet me in the living room." Mom replied.

I did as I was told and met her already seated on the sofa.

Taking a seat next to her, I couldn't help but notice how sexy Mom looked in her robe and found myself wondering what her marvelous breast looked like under it.

That kind of thinking only caused my mind to fog up and as Mom started to ask me questions about my math problems I made more than a few errors.

"Tucker! Are you even trying?" Mom yelled while shifting one leg under her body causing a portion of her bare upper thigh to be seen.

Oh my god, is she naked under her robe? My wicked mind thought.

I could feel my dick slowly growing as Mom shuffled around on the couch making the top portion of her robe to part, exposing a great portion of nude flesh, which only added to my torment.

"Are you listening to me?" I heard her yell snapping me out of my semi wicked trance.

"Yeah, sorry Mom. I... I don't know why I'm having trouble." I replied tucking my book down over my now half erect penis.

"Ok let's try again." I heard just as she leaned forward to glance at my book giving me a clear view inside her robe.

I swallowed sedulously as Mom's unclad breast came into view causing me to become fully erect.

My god they do look marvelous. I reflected as I pushed my book down hard into my swollen cock in an attempt to give myself some kind of relief.

However, I wasn't prepared for Mom to grab my book and say, "Here let me have that."

Without the cover of my book, my cock bulged straight out of my pajamas like a flag pole. Thinking quickly I moved my legs onto the couch in a bent position while holding them together with my hands.

Mom looked quite puzzled when I started to rock my body back and forth for no apparent reason.

"You okay?"

"Um yeah." I said and followed with. "So what's the next question?"

I could tell Mom was still perplexed, but she did continue and thankfully I answered the next couple of question correctly.

That seemed to satisfy Mom, and she proceeded to hand me back my book.

Slowly, I lowered my legs while reaching for my book and was happy to find out my stiff pole had diminished.

"Ok now remember what we went over in case there's a quiz tomorrow."

"I will Mom." I said and promptly vacated to my room.

"Holly shit!" I huffed as I closed my door and stripped off my clothes.

Mom's luscious appearance was plaguing my brain and my cock once again stiffened.

Hastily I turned off my light as I lay across my bed and closed my eyes. My hand swiftly found my stiff rod and wasted no time in stroking off to my wicked thoughts of her.

I could picture Mom's bare breast popping out of her satin robe, and my hand went faster. I was just about to pop when suddenly I heard her familiar knock.

Shit! I thought as I rapidly tossed a cover over my naked body.

In the darkness, Mom walked into my room and turned on my light. I watched as she slowly approached my bed and plopped herself down on one leg causing her robe to part widely giving me a clear view of her sheer white panties.

If Mom said something, I didn't hear it. I couldn't help but stare endlessly at her white panties and felt my cock poke straight up under the covers.

"Tucker!" I finally heard and looked Mom in the eyes. That's when I noticed her close her robe while her eyes shifted down to my groin and heard her say, "Young boys and their hormones."

"Huh? What? I?" I rambled on.

"Shhh. It's ok honey. I understand what's happening." She said and then proceeded to lean forward resting her hand on my thigh extremely close to my rock-solid mass.

A rush of pure lust filled my soul as she bent forward exposing her bare breast once again before giving me a gently kiss on the cheek just as her hand lightly grazed across my shaft.

I gasped as her kiss lingered on my cheek and couldn't help but heave my hips upward as she removed her hand and stood up.

"Good night sweetie." I heard her say as she ever so slowly sashayed towards the door.

"Mom!" I said causing her to look back.

"What did you want?"

"Oh... nothing special. I just wanted to check on you. Goodnight", she replied as she turned off my light and closed the door.

Well, that did it. I tossed the cover off my swollen cock and jerked on it feverishly.

"Oh fuck. OH fuck!! Oh shhhit!!" Yeah oh... NNNN... FUCK!!" I groaned as my sperm splattered all over my stomach.

Huffing I laid in silence but heard a very subtle sound outside my door and looked to see a silhouette pass by slowly under my door.

I couldn't help but wonder if Mom heard me, and that idea haunted me until I finally fell asleep.

That night as I slept another vivid dream emerged from my depths, and I found myself sitting next to Mom on the couch downstairs wearing that same sexy robe while she quizzed me like before.

Only this time as I scanned over Mom's body, I heard her say, "Isn't it hot tonight" and she proceeded to disrobe. My cock quickly hardened as her lush globes came into view. Then Mom's hands slowly grasped them and said, "Yes that's better don't you think?"

With my mouth partly opened I just nodded while Mom proceeded to take my book and say, "Oh I see you have a little problem of your own."

I glanced down at my stiff wood and huffed as my Mom slowly unzipped my pants and sassily said. "I think I should take care of that don't you?"

"Mm-hymn..." I softly groaned as Mom's mouth engulfed my cock.

Slowly at first, Mom bobbed on my dick but gradually built up her tempo until I couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "Oh fuck I'm Cumming!!"

My eyes shot open as my heart pounded in my chest. However, as my eyes slowly adjusted I noticed a presence standing by my doorway.

With my breath still racing, I said, "Mom?"

Sorry honey I heard you making noises again."

Sitting up on my elbows, I lied, "Um... yeah it was another bad dream."

"It seems like you're having a lot of them lately."

"Yeah." I bellowed. "I don't know why but I have been."

"Ok we'll talk about it in the morning." She said as she closed my door leaving me to wonder how I was going to actually talk about it without letting on to what my dreams were really about.

Come the next morning I went down the steps and was greeted by my father already sitting and having breakfast. Apparently, he must have come home while I was sleeping and had me wondering if he also heard me.

I took a seat next to him just as Mom placed a plate of over easy eggs in front of me before taking a seat herself.

I gave Mom a quick glance as I bit into a slice of buttered toast and noticed her twirling her blonde hair through her fingers which I knew meant something was on her mind.

Dad didn't talk much except for when he announced he was leaving for work and proceeded to give my mother a kiss before he walked out of the room.

It wasn't until Dad closed the front door that Mom finally broke her silence and said, "So did you get back to sleep okay?"

"Yeah I did?" I responded.

"Well the way you were moaning and groaning it must have been quite horrifying."

"It um... Was. But not as bad as others." I replied keeping my head low in hopes she was buying into my bull shit.

"How long have you been having these nightmares?"

I knew Mom wasn't going to just let this go and sighed, "For a couple of months now."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"It's kind of embarrassing Mom. I mean I am an adult now. And well you just don't go and tell your parents about stuff like this."

Mom scooted closer and took hold of my hand.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about honey. It's not like you can pick what you dream about. What I'd like to know is what's causing you to have them."

Feeling secure that Mom believed my fib, I decided to keep going and said, "I don't know sometimes they're very scary."

"Aww. Poor baby," Mom replied and put her arm around me while leaning inward to rub my arm.

I could feel the side of her breast pressing into my side, and it caused my wicked thoughts to once again get the better of me.

"I wonder if that's why you're having trouble in school."

"I guess it could be Mom," I said leaning my head on her shoulder. "There had been several nights I couldn't get back afterwards."

Mom squeezed her arm on mine, and it caused her breast to push even harder into the side of my chest. I could feel my sexual urges building by the second, and as she gingerly ran her palm across my skin, it sent light tingles throughout my body. With her breast poking hard into my chest and her seductive touch, I couldn't control my cock and it started to stiffen once more. The sexual tension I was feeling was driving me crazy. However, it also put a wicked notion in my head, and I said, "I remember when I was little you would sleep next to me and make them go away."

Mom chuckled and replied while squeezing me once more, "Yes. I remember that also."

Brazenly I swallowed hard and croaked, "Maybe I could sleep next to you if I have another bad one?"

Mom's arm fell away as she eased back in her chair and said, "I don't think your father would like you in the bed with us at your age now."

"I didn't mean with both of you. I meant with just you." I said as I looked her in the eyes.

"What with me?! Your father would never approve of that. And frankly, I just wouldn't feel right doing it either."

I sighed as I stood, "It was only a suggestion." But as I turned to leave Mom's hand took hold of mine and said, "Wait Tucker. Why did you want to sleep with just me?"

"Cause I thought it might relax me like it did when I was little. However, I understand how Dad wouldn't like it with me being an adult and all. I just hope he doesn't freak out too much when he hears about all this." I pouted.

Mom then stood up still holding my hand and said, "Listen what we talked about can stay just between us for now. No sense getting your Dad involved. But as for me sleeping with you that isn't an option."

"Okay Mom." I said and pulled my hand to one side from hers as I walked away quickly.

It was another long day at school as I tried to figure out my next move. Getting Mom to sleep next to me apparently wasn't going to happen, and now I would have to keep pretending I was having nightmares instead of lustful dreams about her. I just hoped I could pull it off.

However, no sooner did I walk out of the school, I saw Mom standing in front of her car waving and yelling for me to come here.

Oh shit something happened! I concluded since Mom never met me at school, and I prepared myself for the worse.

With my mind wondering what was wrong I slowly walked towards the vehicle while Mom moved from the passenger door and opened it as soon as I was near and said, "Listen about this morning."

"Huh? What about it?" I said dumbfounded now.

"I just wanted to say. I'm sorry but I just can't have you sleeping with me."

"That's why you're here? To tell me that? I said and followed up with, "I understood why already?"

"Well I know you said you did. But after you left I thought about it some more and..." Mom huffed. "I just got the notion you were really upset about it."

Hmmm Mom was still thinking about it? I rationalized and replied, "Well now that you mention it yeah I was. But really, I do see why it would be wrong Mom so it's all good."

"I knew I was right." Mom said and followed with, "How about I make it up to you by taking you to Buster's to eat?"

"Really? I guess that would be cool." I said as I scooted myself into the car and speculated. If Mom really did feel bad about this maybe I might still have a chance if I play my cards right.

Mom entered her side of the vehicle and was about to start up the engine when I asked. "So where's Dad?"

With a loud sigh, I heard, "He called me and said he's taking another long haul and won't be back for a couple of days."

"Oh." I replied just as Mom put the car into drive.

The trip to the restaurant was kind of silent. I think both of us had our minds on other things. It wasn't until after we ate and played some games that I figured Mom might be relaxed enough for me to suggest my sleeping idea once more.

Which of course she shot down again.

I felt a little depressed my idea wasn't getting anywhere, but I did manage to stay in a cheerful mood that is until Mom reminded me I still had homework, and she was once again going to quiz me on it.

Reluctantly, I agreed and we left soon after. Unlike the drive to the restaurant, the drive home was more amusing as Mom talked about the games she used to playing when she was growing up and how things had changed since. This seemed to make the time pass hastily and in no time flat we were home. Wanting to get this done as quickly as possible I went straight to my room and cracked open my books while Mom went inside her room to change.

Unfortunately, my assignment tonight was science. The study of plant life to be precise and I realized this time Mom's quizzes might be just a tad harder. It was almost an hour before I had finished my homework and like before Mom's uncanny ability to know when I'm done promptly rapped on my door and said, "You finished yet?"

"Yeah I just completed it." I replied and watched as Mom's body came into view.

Oh wow. I heeded as I quickly glanced over my Mom's figure. It wasn't a robe this time but a pair of red silky pajamas with a buttoned down top.

I did try my best not to make my gawking obvious. However, as she said, "You ready for your quiz?" and plopped on my bed cross legged, I could see her nipples pointing outward from her shirt, and once again I found myself holding my book tightly between my legs for I was sure it wouldn't be long before my dick started to respond.

"Yeah I'm ready." I coughed out as I stayed fixated on Mom's chest.

Mom took the book from my hands and sure enough I had a raging boner. However, unlike before I didn't try to cover it up, and it only took her a couple of seconds before I noticed her eyes piercing at my swollen appendage.

"My god Tucker you're... You're hard!"

"Oh?" I replied in I surprised tone. "I'm sorry Mom, I hadn't realized it. But can you blame me. I mean a sexy woman just sat in front of me."

"What! Tucker... I'm your mother! My god! What's gotten into you?"

"Sorry Mom. I... I don't know why I said that." I said with a pitiful expression.

Mom paused for a Moment while taking quick glances at my protrusion and replied, "It's okay. Let's just forget about your comment." Then said, "At least cover yourself up before we get down to business."

"Sure Mom." I said and pulled a cover over my lap.

Mom started to quiz me but as before I was having trouble concentrating on her questions. With her hard nipples protruding from her shirt, I just couldn't help but let my mind wander and found myself slipping into a dream-like state.

"Tucker!" I heard Mom yell.

"Huh? Sorry Mom."

"Listen I understand that boys your age have trouble controlling your hormones, and I've let your other little mishaps slip in the past, but this is getting ridiculous now. All you've done tonight is stare at my chest."

Oh fuck what do I say? I thought and in a low, tone replied, "I'm sorry Mom. It's just that you're so beautiful I can't help it."

Mom shook her head and said, "What am I going to do with you."

I shrugged my shoulders, which made Mom smile and say, "I guess that's enough quizzing for the night. However, you really need to get a hold of those hormones. Maybe try to relieve yourself before we study next time."

"Relieve myself?" I responded with a puzzled expression.

"Yes. You know to masturbate."

"Wwwhat?" I stuttered in shock. Of course, I knew how to masturbate I'd been doing it for a while now. But to actually hear those words come out of Mom's mouth only caused my cock to rise again.

Mom huffed and replied, "I see your father never talked to you about this did he?"

With my mouth gaping in shock, I just shook my head.

This was definitely a new side to Mom, and I listened as she described how boys would masturbate to naked pictures of girls and suggested I could look at some porn magazines.

With Mom talking like this it only drew out more of my sexual desires for her and couldn't help but push my hands hard down on my groin while thrusting my hips upward slightly.

"I see this talk is affecting you. Maybe I should let your father explain it more."

"Nnno Mom. It's fine. I'm glad we can talk like this."

Mom smiled, and I saw her glancing down at my hands and said, "Okay, but I think I said enough for you to understand so I'll stop there."

I just nodded and Mom got up, but before she left I said, "Maybe we can have more talks like this?"

Mom looked over her shoulder and replied, "We'll see. Goodnight Tucker." Then walked out closing my door as she left.

I fell back onto my bed and immediately jerked on my tool. It didn't' take long before it was spurting all over my stomach. However, that night as I slept on, another wicked dream about Mom entered my mind. I was right in the middle of seeing her unbuttoning her blouse to expose her wonderful tits to me when I awoke suddenly.

Still groggy I opened my eyes and saw Mom standing over me.

"Mom?" I said.

"Sorry honey you were having another nightmare, so I woke you up."

"Oh." I said as I propped myself up on my elbows.

Mom sat on the bed next to me and placed her hand on my upper thigh and said. "Care to talk about it?"

My already stiff pecker twitched when I felt Mom's hand lightly rubbing up and down on my thigh and replied, "No. Not really."

Mom leaned over slightly while squeezing my leg and said, "You might feel better if you do."

I had to think quick and made up some bull shit nightmare about a headless guy chasing me down the street wanting to take my soul.

Mom went to hug me but in the process of doing, so she had pushed her breasts hard into my face.

It felt wonderful feeling her soft globes brushing my cheek and without thinking I turned my head pushing my face between both while embracing her back.

With my face buried I muffled, "Thanks Mom."

My cock was super hard when Mom eased herself away and said, "Now try to get back to sleep."

"I will Mom." I announced as Mom slowly strutted away.

Needless to say sleep evaded me for the rest of that night as I jerked off to having my face buried between her wonderful breasts.

Unfortunately come the next day I was having trouble keeping awake during school. It was about midday when I unknowingly dozed off and wasn't aware of it until I heard a loud thump. Apparently, the teacher smacked her hand on my desk, and I awoke to see the entire class laughing at me.

"Mr. Tucker since my class appears to be such a bore to you; I think you should spend the rest of it down at the principal's office."

"Yes Mrs. Cline." I mumbled.

Well needless to say after the principle called my mother it didn't go over very well at all, and was now faced with having to explain how it happened.

The only chance I had was to keep up with my pretense about having nightmares and hoped Mom still believed it. So after the long lecture I got from Mom explaining how my education was so important this final year, I was finally able to express how it really wasn't my fault; that I indeed took it serious and blamed my lack of sleep on my nightmares.

"Didn't you get back to sleep last night?" Mom asked.

"No. I didn't." I replied while hanging my head down. "I couldn't shake the images of what I saw." That of course was half true.

"Then tonight after supper I suggest you do your homework and turn in early. I'll forget about giving you a quiz tonight and we'll see if that helps."

"Okay Mom." I said and then heard Dad open the front door. Quickly, I glanced at Mom.

I guess she read my mind and said, "We'll keep what happened today just between us."

"Thanks Mom." I whispered just as Dad entered the room.

So after supper I did as Mom asked and went to bed early. Only as usual my dreams got the best of me, and in no time I was picturing Mom and myself lying in a large green field on top of a hill overlooking a wooded valley. The sky was blue and filled with big white puffy clouds, and I was admiring Mom's naked body next to me.

"This is so nice Tucker." I heard her say.

"Yes it's almost as beautiful as you Mom."

"Oh baby. You know just what to say to me. Come here and give Mommy a kiss."

I moved myself closer to her body, and we embraced. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my bare chest as our tongues danced between our lips.

My heart was pounding loud in my chest as I slowly moved my right hand down to her firm ass and gave it a squeeze causing Mom to moan in my mouth.

That's when I felt Mom's fingers toying with my balls, and I grunted while pushing my groin into her hand.

Suddenly, the ground was shaking as I gave her hand another nudge. Mom was just about to stroke on my shaft when the ground shook very hard causing me to wake up.

"Oh... What?" I said feeling a hand on my shoulder as my eyes cracked open slowly.

"Shhh... It's only me honey. You were having another dream."

"Aww! MOM!" I griped then realized that shouldn't have been my response and rebutted; "Now I won't get back to sleep."

Mom sighed softly, "Okay slide over. I'll lay down with you for a little while."

"Really?"

"Yes now scotch over some."

Rapidly I shuffled my body over as Mom pulled the covers just enough for her to slide in facing me.

"Thanks Mom." I whispered, and felt Mom brush my cheek with her palm.

"Shhh. Now try to get some sleep.

I nodded in the darkness and closed my eyes.

Our bodies never touched, but I could feel the warmth of hers while her sweet fragrance filled my nostrils. I must say it put me quite at ease, and in no time I was out.

I awoke the next morning alone but fully refreshed. I can't remember when I had such a peaceful sleep and scrambled down the steps.

"Morning Tucker." Mom said as I sat down next to my father who was already eating and followed with, "How did you sleep?"

"Great Mom." I replied and was going to say thank you, when I noticed her shaking her head while putting her index finger to her lips.

I took that as Dad wasn't aware of what Mom had done and just nodded back with a smile.

As usual, Dad was the first to finish and like always gave Mom a quick peck before dashing out of the house.

I listened as the door closed and then heard Mom say, "So you didn't have any more nightmares last night?"

"No Mom I didn't. As a matter of fact, I feel refreshed."

"Well at least, that's something."

"What do you mean?"

"Tucker I can't do that every time you have a bad dream. Which reminds me, exactly what was your dream about?"

I had to think quick and said, "I was swimming in a pool, and something was trying to pull me under."

"And that was it?"

"Um... Yeah why?"

"Well I heard you call my name."

Oh Crap! Think dammit think. I thought and said, "Yeah I was yelling for you to help me. I could see you at the edge of the pool, but you weren't looking at what was happening to me. However, before anything else could happen you woke me up."

Mom had a puzzled look before saying, "Okay I guess that makes sense."

I felt a little relieved but knew Mom wasn't buying into my story this time.

The next few days I went dream free and it appeared my sexual desires for Mom had also dissipated some. That was until the night I heard a faint humming sound coming from outside my room. As usual, Dad was away that night and as quietly as I could I went to investigate. It didn't take me long to pinpoint its origins behind my parent's door.

As stealthily as I could I placed my ear next to it and listened and that's when, for the first time, I heard my mother moaning. Not in pain but in ecstasy.

Fuck Mom's using a vibrator. My mind screamed. Immediately my hand went to my crotch as I listened to Mom building herself up.

"Oh... Ah... Mmm..." Over and over I heard until I was jerking off to Mom's cries of pleasure. With my eyes closed I pictured Mom lying on her back with her legs spread lifting her hips up to sink her fake cock deeper inside her soaked pussy and then found myself wanting to barge into her room and replace her sex toy with my own cock just as her whimpers got louder.

I was on the brink when I heard her bed squeaking loudly and was just about to explode when suddenly Mom started to make long groans in sync with the creaks.

Oh she's cumming. I deduced and felt my cum rupture out of my swollen knob causing me to groan myself. Suddenly, the vibrator halted and she went silent. I stood like a statue still grasping at my shaft as I listened for any subtle sound. My heart was still pounding hard in my chest when I heard Mom shifting around and in a panic; I hastily tip toed back to my room fearing she had heard me.

I had just made it to my bed when I listened to my door knob turning and quickly rolled onto my side and closed my eyes.

I pretended to be sleeping as my door slowly creaked open but then heard nothing. The only sound that could be heard was my breath slowly sucking air in and out.

What's she doing? I thought and then heard my door quietly close while her footstep's pitter pattered away.

It was another restless night of sleep as I lay awake and reminisced over what I heard, which only drove my infatuation towards my mother even more.

Sometime in the night I must have fallen asleep and was now hearing Mom calling me to breakfast. However, I wasn't in any rush to greet her this morning since it only took me a couple of waking seconds to relive last night's experience and couldn't help but jerk off once more to the sounds of her whimpering in self-pleasure.

Finally after cleaning myself up and getting dressed, I met Mom down in the kitchen and gave her a peck on the cheek as she made us breakfast.

"So did you sleep well last night?" I heard as I sat down.

Without looking Mom in the eyes I nodded.

"Don't forget tonight I will be quizzing you."

"I won't Mom." I replied as she set a plate of sunny-side up eggs with three strips of bacon down in front of me.

As if I hadn't eating in a week I polished off my plate in record time and made up an excuse I was meeting up with a couple of friends before school today.

As usual, Mom kissed my cheek before I ran off, and I did my best not to steal a glance down her robe. God knows I wanted to.

Of course, it was another long forgetful day at school even though I did try to concentrate; I just couldn't do it since Mom's moans from the previous night kept plaguing my brain.

At least once I got home Dad was there already, and I gave him a cheerful hi in passing as I made my way up to my room.

"Don't be long honey supper will be ready shortly."

"Okay Mom." I yelled back as I climbed the steps.

Tossing my books down on my night stand, I plopped onto my bed and crossed my arms behind my neck.

I guess the lack of sleep, and long day had finally taken its toll, and before I knew it, I was out like a light.

"Honey?" I heard and awoke to Mom standing over me wearing a long button down pink top and a pair of dark slacks.

"You okay?"

"Yeah Mom. Sorry I must have dozed off." I said as I took in her beauty.

"Dozed off? You were out of it. I've been calling you for a while now. Did you have another dream?"

Mom's question sparked something inside me. Maybe it was from my building desire for her or from just being overly tired. Whatever it was I sighed loudly, "I heard you last night."

With a sorrowful expression, Mom eased herself down on the edge of my bed and murmured a low, "Oh."

Mom gazed into space as I sat up on my elbows and said, "Don't be upset mom. I didn't mean to hear you. But I can understand why you were doing it."

Mom looked at me while patting my leg and replied, "No... No you don't. God what must you think?"

I sat up completely and took Mom by the hand while gazing into her sorrowful eyes. Seeing Mom in such pain awoke the empathy in me and muttered, "Mom I have a confession."

Mom looked at me as I thought. What the hell am I doing? However, I swallowed hard and uttered, "I'm not having nightmares. They're sex dreams."

"Sex dreams?" Mom questioned.

"Yes." I mumbled. "I was too embarrassed to tell you the truth. But now I think... Well, I think I should be honest about it."

"God! So hearing me last night caused you to tell me this?"

"I don't know. Maybe? Any ways I'm not finished." I sighed. I knew, deep down, I should have just stopped right there but for some unknown reason I continued on and in a low, tone growled, "They're dreams about you."

"What!" Mom yelled while standing up rapidly. "Me? I'm your mother! My god! Why... I don't understand. How could you?"

"Please Mom. I..." Was all I could get out before Mom abruptly left my room shaking her head saying, "My God! My God!"

I stayed in my room a couple more minutes and reflected over my actions before gradually making my way down to the kitchen. My heart pounded in my chest fearing Mom had already told Dad what I just revealed. However, as I entered the room Dad, and Mom were eating as if nothing happened, and I softly sighed as I took my place at the table.

I was in the middle of reaching for the potatoes when I saw Mom look at me and I said, "Sorry for..." But was hushed by Mom replying, "Just eat your supper. We'll talk about this later."

"Am I missing something?" I heard Dad announce.

"No. It's just about our son's studies." Mom remarked with a piercing gaze in my direction.

Oh fuck is she pissed. I figured and heard Dad question, "I thought you were helping him with that?"

"I thought I was also. Just eat your supper dear. It's nothing to fret over. Yet!"

Ok Mom didn't tell Dad but wow is she mad. I contemplated as I went back to fix my plate.

Dad went silent and so did Mom leaving me to question whether or not my 'coming clean' was a good idea. I had just finished my plate when Mom barked, "Go up to your room and wait for me young man. I'll be up shortly for our studies."

I just gave a nod as I sulked my way to my room.

It was another hour before Mom burst into my room and hissed, "Now listen to young man we are going to get to the bottom of this right now!"

"Okay Mom you don't have to shout." I said as she closed my door.

I sat by the headboard of my bed while Mom settled herself down next to me and squawked, "I should have known you weren't having nightmares by how you were acting in your sleep. But I would have never guessed it was sex dreams about me? Tucker do you understand how twisted that is? I mean. My God even if it's your hormones you shouldn't be thinking about your mother like that?"

I bowed my head and pouted, "I know Mom. Believe me, I know. I've been struggling with this for a while now and just thought it was from being sexually frustrated."

"Okay but I still don't see how hearing me masturbate would make you think I would understand this?"

"Cause..." I replied and looked her in the eyes. "You must be sexually frustrated too."

"Let me stop you there. First off, just because I was masturbating doesn't mean I'm sexually frustrated and secondly, even if I was how is that even close to you thinking of me sexually?"

"Well because I think me being frustrated is putting those ideas in my head."

Mom sighed, "I guess it could happen. Did you try to masturbate like I said?"

I've masturbated before we even had that talk Mom. But to be honest it's always been after I've pictured you."

"Tucker!!" Mom hissed.

"Sorry Mom. You want me to tell you the truth don't you?"

With another sigh, she replied, "So now you're telling me it's more than just dreams.

"Yes Mom it is and it's only getting worse." I said close to the verge of crying.

I guess Mom knew it and lightly covered my hands with hers and whispered, "It's okay honey. It's just a shock hearing this. I'm not sure how but I'll try to help you get through this somehow."

"I don't know if you can Mom. I had such a hard time studying in school today." I said sniffling.

"Shhh... It will be fine. I think I have an idea. First I want you to change into your pajamas, I won't quiz you tonight. Instead were going to do something else.

Mom left briefly while I changed and came back with her laptop in hand. She had me sit on my bed while she fired up her PC and after a couple of minutes of her, fumbling around with it passed it to me.

"My God Mom!" I said as images of older women filled the computer screen.

"I think your problem isn't having a thing for me per say but for older women in general so I'm going to lend you my laptop for a while, and I want you to look at these women and see if any of them gets you... Well horny."

I just looked at Mom perplexed while she continued to say, "And If one does I want you to lay back and masturbate to her. We'll see if that helps clear your head okay?"

"Okay Mom. I'll try." I replied.

"Good." Mom said and left me alone with her PC.

I must say almost all of those Internet beauties were getting me extremely excited but one, in particular, had me touching myself repeatedly. The problem was she could have been Mom's double, and in no time I was rapidly jerking myself off to her image.

"Oh fuck. Oh... mmm. MMM. OH MOM!!" I groaned as I pictured Mom actually doing those acts. In no time at all I exploded sending my semen flying onto my chest.

Over the next couple of days, things seemed to be much better. I wasn't any longer gawking at Mom every chance I got since jerking off to her Doppelganger appeared to be satisfying my sexual urges for now. And Mom was once again just Mom in my eyes. Yes, life appeared to be good once more. At least, that's what I thought.

It was the day before the fall break when I came home from school that Mom was waiting for me and asked that I sat down next to her.

Not sure what this was about, I took a seat next to her on the sofa, and she then informed me how the school had called once again saying I was still lacking in my studies.

Wow that news bummed me out since I truly figured I was doing much better.

I think Mom also knew I was disappointed and said, "Are you still having trouble sleeping?"

I just slowly shook my head and then heard her say, "So what I suggested you to do is working?"

"Yeah Mom. I'm sorry I really don't understand how my grades are still down. I've been getting 'C's' on my tests."

"Well that's it then." I heard and gave her a puzzled look. "You need to get higher grades than that since you've done so poorly in the past."

"But Mom..." I was cut off.

"No buts Mr. You're just going to have to do better and that's all there is to it. So get ready for me to help you again."

I sadly agreed and was just about to go sulk in my room when I heard Mom sigh loudly, "Okay maybe quizzes aren't the answer. How about we try something a little different tonight instead?"

"Really? Like what?"

I can't say for sure since I'm still a little foggy about this myself. But for starters, how about after supper we watch a little television before we try anything. Maybe by then I'll have a handle on this.

I happily agreed so after dinner, I joined Dad in the living room as he was resting in his lazy boy watching the evening news while Mom finished the dishes.

"No homework?" Dad asked as I took a seat next to him on the sofa.

"Mom suggested we watch TV first."

"Oh okay I guess she knows best."

The news was just about over when Mom came into the room and sat next to me.

It was at that Moment when Mom settled next to me that my old wicked thoughts once again immerged from my twisted brain while I gazed upon her attire.

Mom's clothing wasn't anything special. Just an ordinary long button down white top and a pair of tight blue jeans, however, it was what I noticed that was affecting me.

You see as she bent to sit down I spied 2 of her top buttons had come unclasped revealing a small portion of her breast.

Seeing Mom's cleavage like that quickly ignited my old wicked thinking and needless to say my dick started to perk up.

Shaking my head, I forced myself to watch the television. Hoping it might help clear my improper contemplations and noticed Dad had changed the channel to some movie that was about to start.

However, as we watched the beginning of the movie, I caught out of the corner of my eye Mom fidgeting around with her top. I just figured Mom must have noticed the buttons herself and had fixed them because after wards, she spread her arm across the back of the couch and asked, "So what's this movie about?"

Of course, I looked at Mom to answer but stopped short when I noticed a few more buttons were unclasped on her shirt exposing a good portion of the top of her breast to my eyes and stuttered, "I... I... I'm not sure."

Shockingly, Mom grinned as if she was aware of how she was affecting me and said, "Something wrong Tucker?"

Still stunned I just shook my head and watched as Mom turned her head swiftly towards my father and said, "What's the movie about honey." If Dad responded, I don't know because her actions only opened her blouse more, and now I was ogling at her barely covered puppies tucked nicely behind a light-colored Lacey bra.

Immediately I was stiff and started to fidget around. That's when Mom swung herself back into place, and I saw her glancing down at my swollen member and say, "Why don't you turn off the light next to you Tucker."

Quickly, I flicked the switch, and Mom replied, "That's better isn't it?"

"Yeah Mom it is."

So there I was stiff and in the darkness with my parents, trying to ever so slyly glance over at my mother's chest while she watched the movie.

However, half way through the movie Mom flipped her feet up on my lap and caught me square in the groin and whispered, "You think you can massage my feet, they're really sore today."

I felt a sudden urge to thrust my already hard cock into her heel but thankfully Mom shifted it lower onto my thigh giving me a chance to get a grip on my craving and croaked, "Sh... sure Mom."

I felt the sweat building on my brow as I lightly rubbed Mom's feet while her heel rested close to my solid shaft. This was driving me wild, and I was having a hard time controlling myself. Then suddenly Mom shifted her leg and brushed it over my tool, and I gasped.

This time I couldn't stop and heaved upward just as Mom pulled her foot away completely and tucked them under her ass and said, "Thanks sweetie."

My head was spinning and was about to say, "Anytime Mom." When I noticed Dad had fallen asleep in his chair and just gave a nod instead.

I guess in my state of lost confusion, I also wasn't aware the movie had ended and heard Mom say in a barely audible tone, "Ok head up to your room quietly so you don't wake your father. I'm going to change, and I'll meet you there."

I nodded and did what she said. Truly, I had forgotten what Mom told me earlier and did what I usually do by spreading my books out all over my bed. I swear it was only a couple of minutes before Mom entered wearing the same long white top and nothing else. I gasped as I noticed how the shirt just about covered her crotch. But then heard Mom say, "Okay Tucker I think we should discuss something before I help you."

"Huh? What? I'm ahhh..."

"Shhh... Just listen. I know you said masturbating to those older women was helping."

"They are. I mean were."

Mom shushed me again and said, "I couldn't help but notice which one of those women you were spending the most time looking at."

I swallowed hard as she continued, "I guess what you said is true about having sexual feelings for me because I'm sure you noticed how much that girl looked like me."

Now I was feeling guilty but noticed Mom went and locked my door before saying with a sigh, "I guess there's just one thing that I could do that might give you enough incentive to do better."

"What's that?" I replied as Mom walked closer to me.

"Take off your pants Tucker."

"Mom?"

"Just do it before I change my mind."

I slipped off my pants and then heard Mom say, "The underwear too."

"Huh?"

Not sure where this was going, I couldn't help but start to get stiff.

Mom looked down at my half swollen cock while I watched her undo the last of the buttons and heard her say, "What I'm about to do never leaves this room you understand?"

My hand immediately covered my hardening crotch as I croaked, "It won't."

"Good." Mom replied as she unbuttoned the rest of her shirt letting it puddle to the floor exposing her marvelous naked figured before my eyes for the first time.

I was in awe as I drank in Mom's beauty from head to toe while my hand uncontrollable grasped my stiff wood.

And if that wasn't enough I, then heard Mom whisper, "I want you to jerk off to me."

That was it. My hand stroked viciously up and down my shaft while Mom looked on.

This was amazing and I was getting extremely excited, and then I heard mom coo, "So did hearing me masturbate excite you?" and noticed her hand hovered in front of her mound.

Oh Fuck! My mind screamed as I nodded.

In bewilderment, I watched as Mom's fingers lightly dabble at her clit while I was bringing myself closer to a climax.

"That's it sweetie. Mm-hymn... That's it. Ahh... Mommy's getting wet also. Can you cum for Mommy?"

"Oh nnn. Fuck Mom!" I groaned.

"Oh... AHH! Yes... Mommy's close also." I heard her hiss as her fingers dipped between her folds. "Cum with me. Cum with Mommy!"

"Oh fuck Mom!" I grunted as the first of my sperm exploded out of my shaft landing on Mom's right thigh.

"Ahhhh... Ohhhh... MMM!!" Mom whimpered while her body shuddered in front of me.

I just finished quivering all over the place when Mom reached down and picked up her shirt and said, "Okay I want you to clean yourself up. I'll be right back, and we'll talk."

Okay I said and watched as Mom quietly unlocked my door and peeked out before skedaddling away.

A few minutes later, Mom returned wearing her red satin pajamas and took a seat next to me on my bed and said, "Was that better than looking at my laptop?"

"My God Mom! Of course, it was. I can't describe how great that was."

"Okay then, listen carefully, because if you ever want that to happen again I have some stipulations."

"Anything Mom."

"First and most importantly your father or anyone else, for that matter, can never know that this is taking place got it?"

I just nodded.

"Secondly if I ever feel uncomfortable we stop immediately is that clear?"

"Sure Mom!" I eagerly replied not caring what I was agreeing to.

"Lastly, this won't be a regular thing; you're going to have to earn it."

"Huh? Earn it?"

"Yes... I shouldn't be doing this with you at all. However, since your condition for some reason is fixated on me. God knows why. I think it might give you more incentives to get better grades. So for every 'A' you get. We'll do that again. That is as long as your father isn't around at the time. I just took a big risk with him sleeping right down stairs, and I'm not going to risk it again."

"So only when Dad is away?"

"Yes that and a good grade."

"But an A Mom? How about a B?"

"No an A deserves something special. Is it a deal?"

"Yeah okay I guess." I said pouting.

"It's that or we go back to quizzes."

"Fine an A it is."

"Good now get some sleep." Mom replied and left me to my thoughts.

I just watched her tight little behind wiggled out of my room and thought. God I hope I get more A's.

I lay back and pondered over what took place and then realized Mom also got off.

This revelation got me to wonder if there was a way I could get mom to do other things. More unthinkable things with me. I fell asleep engrossed with all the sexual things I would like to do with her, and of course it only led to another vivid dream.

This one was of Mom naked and masturbating with me only instead of us both getting ourselves off; she leaned over and inhaled my swollen knob.

"FFffuckk..." I groaned in my sleep as her head bobbed feverishly on my cock. I felt myself shudder as my cock exploded and awoke to being covered in my own cum.

God. If only she did that for real. I thought and realized the only way it would ever happen is by doing better in school.

It was then that I set my mind to it, and two days later had my first test. Thankfully, this test was easy and was super excited when I saw that 'A' on my paper.

I was happy Dad wasn't home that evening, and after supper when I showed Mom my paper and noticed a little smirk come across her face as she said, "See I guess a little incentive goes a long way."

"I think you're right Mom."

Mom looked me in the eyes and replied, "I'll meet you in your room after I finish the dishes."

"You want me to help?"

Mom paused and said, "Well that's a first. You aren't in a rush are you?"

"Maybe?" I said glancing down at her firm rear.

Mom chuckled, "Thanks but it won't take me that long to finish so just head up to your room."

As if my pants were on fire I dashed up the steps and stripped off all my clothes while I waited for Mom. However, time seemed to stop, and I started to become over anxious.

I was just about to get up from my bed when Mom walked in wearing nothing but a towel.

"I see you're ready." Mom said and proceeded to remove the towel that covered her luscious figure.

My dick quickly started to stiffen as my mouth watered to the beauty that was standing before me.

Mom sat next to me and said, "Shall we begin?"

"Mm-hymn." I croaked and took hold of my solid shaft.

Mom spread her legs and started to dabble with her outer lips and cooed, "Are you going to cum with me again?"

"Oh yes..." I hissed as my hand went faster.

I watched as Mom's fingers disappear inside her snatch, and she moaned, "Yes. Oh yes. Cum with Mommy. Show me your cum."

"Fffuck Mom..." I groaned. Her words were getting me extremely hot. However, when her hand also squeezed my upper thigh while she wailed, "Oh... OH MOMMY'S CUMMING!!" I lost it and exploded all over my body while she thrashed next to me.

I lay back on my bed and relished in the aftermath of what happened. However, when Mom's hands started to run over my body, I glanced up quickly and noticed her wiping the sperm off my body with the towel she had worn.

Her light touch was sending shivers thought my body. Suddenly, she ran the towel over my groin, and I couldn't help but heave up and then felt her hand encompassing my cock while lightly stroking up and down with the towel.

I swallowed hard as my cock commenced to stiffen again. But alas as fast as it started mom stopped and said, "Okay I think I got it all."

Mom then shockingly kissed me lightly on the lips before standing completely up and with the towel still in her hand said, "Now get some rest. I'll see you in the morning."

Stunned I replied, "Okay mom." And watched as her naked body strutted away.

That night I thought about how mom had rubbed my cock with the towel and how she kissed my lips and theorized the images she found on her laptop might have had something to do with it.

That gave me an idea so come the next day I started to look for images of Mom's double giving any kind of sexual pleasure to a young lad. Thankfully, it wasn't hard to find, and I saved several pictures of her stroking and sucking a guy's cock that was around my age.

With my wicked plan to test my theory into getting Mom more interested in doing more sexual things with me, I excitedly waited to see what might take place.

Unfortunately, two things happened when I took my next exam. First was I had only gotten a 'B' and secondly after telling Mom about it, she had me sit down for a talk.

"Listen Tucker." Mom said as she nervously bounced a foot over her crossed legs.

"I couldn't help but notice that you saved some pictures of that girl on my computer."

"Um... Yeah... Sorry Mom I forgot I did that. I lied.

Mom was silent for a couple of seconds and then said, "You still need to look at her? Even after all we've done?"

"No Mom. What we have done is fantastic. Really... I guess... I just find those pictures really hot also."

Again, Mom was reticent. But finally said, "I hope you're aware that I couldn't do that to you, right? I mean that would be taking this way beyond what a Mother and Son should do.

I sighed, "I know Mom. But it doesn't mean I can't imagine it."

"Tucker!" Mom shouted.

"Well it's the truth Mom. I'm sorry, but I can't help how I feel."

"Okay let's just drop the subject and in the future, please clean off the pictures when you're done."

"I will Mom." Was the last thing I said before she walked away.

Over the next two day's Mom wasn't as vocal as usual, and I knew what we talked about had to be what was troubling her. Then it hit me. What if she changed her mind about our agreement? That scared me and hoped it wasn't true. But there was no way I would know for sure until my next test.