My mom decides that we shouldn't have sexual contact together. However..
I woke up the next morning from my alarm on my phone buzzing and a groaned out loud. I really, really did not want to go to school. Not to mention the second I woke up, my mom popped into my head and I was hard from morning wood. I sprawled out of bed to get cleaned up, and as I was in the shower my dick simply just would not get soft. I couldn't stop thinking about my mom. So as I was in the shower I decided to rub one out, I figured I should just get it out of my system so the whole school day I wasn't horny as hell. I finished as quickly as a could, it only took me a couple minutes and I came on the wall of the shower. As I was cumming I imagined it squirting out all over my mom's beautiful face. After I came I felt quite better and I washed it off the wall. I then finished up the shower, got dressed and headed downstairs. My mom was in the kitchen folding laundry at the table.
“Hey Bren, you sleep okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, why aren't you at work? You're usually gone by now.”
“I called in sick.”
“I just.. I couldn't really sleep.”
“Is it because of me?”
“Yes, I can't stop thinking about last night,” she sighed and rubbed one of her eyes.
“Is it bothering you?” I asked.
“Well, I don't know what to think of it. We really shouldn't have done that.”
“Mom if it bothers you that much, then you're right. We really shouldn't have done that, and we won't do it anymore. I don't want to hurt you.”
“Okay, I guess we should just leave it at that, and not tell anyone anymore right?”
I died a little bit inside after she said this, I mean I really do love my mom. I think she is a very beautiful woman, and I didn't want to block out these sexual feelings that I had for her. I knew that it was for the best though. If my mom was being hurt because of this, then I wasn't going to make her do anything with me. It just isn't right. I have a lot of respect for my mother and myself, and I'm sure that she feels the same way. Plus, maybe she is right. Maybe this is just the wrong thing for a mother and a son to be doing. Maybe I just don't understand because I'm not a parent, so I decided to agree with her.
“Okay, we won't do anything like that ever again. And my lips are sealed, I won't tell anyone.”
“Okay good, I'm very happy that you understand where I am coming from. I was so scared that you wouldn't listen to me, I was scared that I ruined our relationship.”
“Mom no matter what happens between us, I will always love you. No matter what we have done, or what we will do. I just want you to know that there isn't anything that can happen that will make me stop loving you. You have been an amazing mother.”
“That makes me so happy to hear that, can I have a hug? Please?”
I walked up to her and embraced her, my arms wrapping around her back and she buried her face into my shoulder.
“I really can't believe how tall you have gotten,” she said as she turned her head to look at me. We released from the hug and I smiled.
“Mom you say this to me all the time.”
“Yeah I know, but really. I remember ever since you were a baby. You were such a cute, tiny baby.”
I laughed a little bit. “Okay well I really got to head to school, I'll grab a snack or something there because I don't have time for breakfast.”
“Brush your teeth before you leave!”
“Mom, Come on! I'm not 13.”
“I know, but it looked like you were just going to head out the door.”
I rolled my eyes a little bit and smirked. She always has to throw in something to remind me that I'm still her son or something. I bet that when she's an old woman in a nursing home or something, she will still be barking motherly stuff at me. I can already see it; we will be sitting there in her room. She will be in a wheel chair, and I will have a cane or something leaning up against my chair because my knees will be wearing from arthritis or something. We will be plays cards (probably Pitch) with a couple of her friends at the home. We will be calling out our bids and my mom will get distracted and shout across the small table.
“Fix that shirt of yours Bren!” shouting, in her old crackled voice. Of course, I will fix my shirt, even if there is nothing wrong with it to begin with. “And your hair looks awful, fix that while your at it!” she'll squeak. I probably won't even have any hair. I bet I will be balding, or completely bald by that time. Am I the only one who has a crazy mom that does stuff like this?
Anyway, I brushed my teeth, gathered my things, shouted goodbye to my mom and walked out the door. I was thinking during the drive on the way to school. A part of me was sad, but also I part of me was happy. My mother is the most amazing woman, no, person that I know. It would kill me to know that anything that hurt her was because of me. She has already taken enough shit in life, I didn't need to be that extra fuck your life over icing on the cake. Still, it was disappointing to me. I really want to be close to my mom, and now that we would never do anything like we did last night again, I would have to find a way to suppress these feelings.
School went by extremely slow today, as do all Mondays. Man, I really hate Mondays, I don't think I have met a single person in the world that actually enjoys Mondays. Maybe I should get into a TV show or something to look forward to on Mondays, just to make them a little more fun. Then it can be my little funday Monday. I wouldn't be able to have sex with Allison today because my mom was home, maybe I'll just masturbate when I get home. At least it was something to look forward to. The thing was, all day I couldn't stop thinking about my mom. I found myself constantly tucking my boner into my belt, and making sure my shirt was pulled down to cover it up in school. School boners are the worst, I was walking down the hallway and I got one because I was fantasizing about my mom again. I quickly shoved my hand into my pocket and grabbed it, this was also one of my techniques when I get boners. You can grab your dick if your hand is in your pocket, so I just pretend to walk casually down the hall with my hand in my pocket. It worked really well, I mean people walk places with their hands in their pockets all the time. At least, I think it worked. Maybe people knew I was just covering up a boner, but whatever. I have been doing this for years and nobody has mentioned anything about it.
Finally school was over, and I was heading to a club meeting after school. I mean, I enjoyed the club but, I was seriously horny as hell and I couldn't focus on what the President of the club was talking about. My mother just popped into my head repeatedly. I really couldn't stop thinking about her, and what happened last night. I found myself hiding another hard on behind my belt. When the meeting was over I finally was able to go home. When I walked through the door my mom was napping on the couch in the living room. She was wearing a basic sweatshirt and sweatpants. Perfect clothes for a day to call in sick from work. She was probably exhausted, I mean she said she didn't sleep last night. I walked up to her quietly and brushed her hair out of her face. I smiled and rubbed her upper arm, then without thinking about it, my hand slid down her body and I found myself sliding my hand up and down her ass. She did have an amazing ass, it wasn't small, and it wasn't one of those really gross giant asses that you see in porn sometimes. I pulled my hand away. I knew I shouldn't have touched her, we agreed not to do stuff like that again. I just couldn't help it though, I needed at least a little touch. I was thinking about her all day. I started to back away, and then my mom's eyes slowly opened. I froze.
“Hey, what are you doing?” she asked.
“I uhh.. I just got home from school. How was your day?”
“I literally fell asleep the second you left the house, and I just woke up now.”
“Did you sleep at all last night?”
“Nope, no sleep at all.”
“It's fine really, I guess I should get up now, I don't want to sleep any longer or else I won't be able to sleep tonight at all either.”
“Okay, well I'm going to head up to my room. Do some homework and stuff.” I lied. I could already feel that my dick was rising in my pants. I was going to masturbate the second I got up to my room.
“Okay, I'll call you down for dinner when it's ready.”
“Okay.” And with that I dismissed myself and walked upstairs to my room with my boner pitching a tent in my pants. I wonder if she had noticed that my dick was growing in size as we were talking. I didn't take notice to where she was looking. I probably would have noticed if her eyes wavered to my dick though. The second I got into my room, I shut the door behind my and ripped of my pants, to replace them with sweatpants. Just in case I needed to pull them up quickly. I laid down on my bed, pulled my sweatpants down and immediately went to work on my dick. I was already rubbing my dick very fast, I was holding this back all day I couldn't hold it back any more. I just went right into it. I was pumping my hand up and down my cock, focusing on my head, the underside of my dick, and sometimes I caressed my balls with my other hand. I was pumping my dick very fast now, and I couldn't help imagining that my mom was the one doing it. I imagined her hand wrapped around my dick, like last night and I imagined shooting my cum all over her face. I kept pumping my dick, and I felt my face getting very hot, and I started to sweat. I was breathing very heavily now, but I was trying to keep it quiet because I didn't want my mom to catch me. Especially after our talk this morning. Then I suddenly heard a knock on my door.
“Bren, can I come in?”
My heart leaped up to my throat, and I ripped my pants back up to my waist. “Yeah uhh.. gimme one sec. I'm changing into sweatpants!” I rubbed the sweat off of my face on my blanket and I looked in the mirror on the wall. My face was a little red. She's going to know what I was doing, I mean there is no way that she wouldn't. I sat back on my back shouted to her. “Okay you can come in now!”
She walked in and looked at me. “It smells like guy in here.”
“Yeah.. well I am a guy.” She sat down next to me and looked at me directly in the eyes.
“Can we umm.. talk about last night and this morning again?” she asked.
“Yeah of course mom, what do you want to talk about?” I noticed that her eyes flickered up and down my body.
“Well.. I just want to ask. Did you enjoy what we did last night?” she asked. I looked at her and sighed.
“Mom to be honest, yes I enjoyed it a lot. But it isn't worth hurting you.”
“Bren, I have been thinking a lot. Still, I have been thinking.”
“Bren, when you came home I wasn't actually sleeping. I still haven't had a second of sleep since last night.”
“Mom, that isn't good.. I'm really really sorry about what happened. I didn't-”
“Shush, Bren it isn't your fault. It really isn't. And I've been thinking all day not because of what we did last night, but because of our talk this morning.”
“Why? I thought that our talk went well? Was it something I said?” I asked confused.
“No, no, no. It's just what happened last night. I just.. I enjoyed it too.”
“So.. what are you saying?”
“Bren.. all day I've been thinking. Does it bother you, what we did last night?”
“No mom, not at all.”
“It didn't change your perspective of me? You don't think that I'm a whore, or that I have no respect for myself, or no respect for you?”
“Of course not mom! I love you, and you definitely aren't a whore. I have respected you my whole life, you are an amazing person. You and I both had these sexual feelings that we couldn't hold back. You aren't a whore for expressing them, they are completely normal.”
“It doesn't bother you that I'm your mother?”
“Not at all. I mean, I guess the only reason why it would bother me is because other people think that it's morally wrong. But honestly, I really don't care about what other people say and think. I mean, I'm not going to go around telling people in school about what we did last night, but still I don't let the opinions of other people change who I am, and how I feel about things.”
“Your right, I really shouldn't let it bother me so much.”
“Yeah, who cares what other people say about it, right? I mean, we just won't tell anyone. What they don't know won't hurt them, right?.”
“Brendan, you are 100% right. I was foolish to let it bother me so much.”
“Good I'm glad. I just want you to be happy. I would never want to hurt you.”
“I know you would never hurt me.”
“Can I ask for the hug this time? I love you mom, and you know I always will.”
“Of course.” She smiled, leaned over and gave me a big hug. “You're penis is hard Bren.” I looked down and noticed the tent that was poking up from my pants.
“Oh uhh.. sorry mom I really didn't even notice.”
“You were hard the whole time we were talking,” my mom said while holding back a laugh.
“Yeah I had to hold back from laughing at first, but then you were being so genuine when you were talking. I completely forgot about it.” I felt a rush of heat to my face, and I knew that I was blushing.
“Yeah.. uhh.. sorry,” I mumbled.
“Do you want me to take care of it?” my mom asked, while smiling.
“You.. you want to do more?”
“Yeah, I mean I enjoyed it, and you enjoyed it. Plus, you're right. Why should I let the opinions of other people change me? I have these sexual feelings for you Bren, I can't help it. Just promise me that you won't tell anyone okay? It could get me to lose my job, and it could really ruin my life. I believe that we could even go to jail if anyone finds out.”
“Of course, I won't tell a soul.”
“Okay, well how about you take that penis of yours out so I can take care of you.” I did as she told, and I pulled my sweatpants down. I laid down on my back, and my dick was pointing upward toward the ceiling. My mom then wrapped her hand around my dick and slowly started rubbing, up and down, up and down.
“You have really grown a lot, how big are you seven inches?”
“Yeah, I measured once. I'm like seven and a half inches or something. Just a tad bit smaller than that though.”
“You really do have a nice penis, I don't know what the big talk about having a giant penis is better. I prefer it when a man has an average sized penis, not too big, not too small.”
“I'm glad that you like it mom,” I said with a moan, as she was still rubbing her hand up and down slowly on my dick.
“You are actually even a little bigger than I like, but that's okay. It isn't like you are huge or anything. I just hate really big penises, I don't know why but they gross me out. Not to mention it hurts when you have sex with somebody that has a penis that is so big.”
“How long has it been since you have had sex mom?”
“A long, long time. Multiple years.”
“Really that long? There's no way that I could-” I stopped myself from talking.
“That you could what? Hmm??” My mom let out a sarcastic gasp “Brendan! You don't mean that you have been having sex have you?” she pressed sarcastically, with a big smile on her face
I smiled a little bit. “Well.. I plead the 5th.” I said letting out another moan. She was starting to slide her hand up and down my dick faster now. I closed my eyes and felt them roll to the back of my head. Her smooth hands felt like an angels, she gave the best hand jobs I have ever gotten.
“Bren, do you really think that I had no idea you were sexually active? Come on, I would see girls cum on the inside of your boxers all the time. Do you really think that I don't have any idea what that stuff looks like?”
I let out another moan, but still kept my eyes closed. “Uhh..” I was breathing heavily now. “I guess, I don't know mom. I'm a horny kid.”
“Yeah I know you are, you are a bad horny boy aren't you?” My mom started to rub her hands up and down really fast now.
“I.. I guess so.” I said while breathing heavily.
“I can feel your dick tingling, are you going to cum soon?”
“Yeah almost mom keep going, it feels really good.” She was still pumping my dick very fast, and I felt the need to come getting closer and closer by the second. I lasted maybe another minute until I knew I couldn't hold it in any longer.
“Shit mom.. Don't stop I'm gonna cum soon, aww fuck it feels so good.” I moaned.
“Where do you want to cum?” she asked me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. I didn't even realize this but she took her top and bra off completely. I was so absorbed in the pleasure I didn't even notice. I actually got distracted for a second as she was pumping my dick, I was staring at her tits. My god, her tits were nice. They were perfectly shaped, they didn't sag, and they weren't small. She must have been a D, I don't know though. Maybe a C, I don't really know much about bra sizes I guess. “Bren where do you want to cum?”
I snapped back to the feeling of the hand job. “Uhh.. shit.. I don't care.”
“Tell me where you want to cum baby, I don't care just tell me.”
“Mom, really I don't care.”
“Fine, I'll just stop then so you won't cum at all,” she then released her grip and looked at me with a smirk.
“No keep going!! Don't stop!”
“Nope where you do you want to cum?”
“Your face mom! I want to cum on your face!” She didn't say a word after that and immediately grabbed my dick again and started pumping furiously. I felt the cum rising back up very quickly. She touched her lips to the head of my dick and continued to pump my cock extremely fast. She kissed the head repeatedly, her tits jiggled, then she licked my head once. That was it, that pushed me over the edge.
“Oh fuck.. Mom I'm cumming!” I moaned. “Mom I'm cumming all over your face!” I moaned loudly and then it shot out. A giant load of cum came spurting out and onto my mom's face and she smiled. She continued to pump my dick as I came, and she slowed down just a tad just so she could accurately aim my cum. The giant spurt was follow by another spurt just as large, and then a few smaller spurts after that. Some of the streams of cum landed on her cheeks, on her forehead, in her hair, and she caught some of it inside of her mouth. It was the hottest and sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. She then put her mouth around the head of my dick and sucked out the left over cum that hadn't shot out. I was breathing extremely heavy, and my mom was still slowly sliding her hand up and down my dick. Cum was even sliding off her face and dripping onto her tits. My god she looked so hot. She then looked at me.
“Did that feel good baby?”
“Mom that was the most amazing hand job I have ever gotten.”
“Good, you made a mess of me. You messy boy.”
“Uhh.. I'm sorry. It was really hot though.” It was so hot that my dick was refusing to return flaccid.
“I'm glad that you liked it, I'm going to go wash up.”
“Okay mom, thank you so much. That was amazing.” She just smiled, got up from the bed and walked out the door to the bathroom. I pulled my sweat pants back up and waiting as I listened to my mom clean up. Finally my dick started to get soft again, and my I could hear my mom drying off in the bathroom with a towel. After a minute or so she returned to my room and I was still in the same spot laying on the bed.
“Hey, I know we have talked about this a lot recently, but I need to talk to you about another thing okay?”
“Yeah sure mom, what is it?” I asked as I sat up in my bed. She sat down next to me and looked at me for a few seconds before speaking.
“Okay well, I'm guessing that you want to continue to do stuff like this with me?”
“Yes mom, I can't help it. It's so amazing.”
“That's fine, I have the same feelings. I don't want to stop either, but I do have just one rule.”
“I'm willing to do anything with you sexually, but there is one restriction okay?”
“Okay, what?” I asked curiously.
“You must never enter your penis inside of my vagina. Ever.” she said this very sternly. I felt a little disappointed but hey, you really can't complain. I was just promised sexual experiences. There was no way I was going to say no.
“That's fine mom. We just won't go that far. If anything that we do bothers you, just let me know, we won't do it then.”
“Okay good, that just is off limits. I don't want to push things too far you know?”
“Yeah mom I understand.”
“Okay well, now. I really don't feel like cooking. Do you want to order anything?” she asked.
“Sure, can we get pizza and wings?”
“Yeah I'll call and get it delivered.”
“Awesome, and thanks again mom. That was really amazing.”
“Well, make yourself comfortable because I think that we are going to be having a lot more time together now.” She smiled at me after she said this, and I smiled back.
We ate pizza and wings at the table together and we talked about school. I told her that we were going on a trip soon for my club at school. It was going to cost some money so I needed her to sign something for it and write a check.
“So who is going on this little trip? You are going to have to share a hotel room with some other people right?”
“Yeah, but the girls can't stay with guys.”
“So who is going? Besides some of the friends that I already know that are in the club.”
I told her about all the people that I knew, I mostly only knew the kids that were in my class and the class a year younger than me. I didn't really know any of the under classmen in the club. They always separated themselves from the upper classmen. I didn't blame them though, we did the same thing when we were freshmen and sophomores. We finished eating, and I told my mom that I was going to do homework (for real this time). I went up to my room and spent about an hour on my homework, played some video games, and texted Allison. Well actually she texted me. Allison.. I didn't even really think about her. Then something popped in my mind. Is it.. right for me to be doing stuff like this with my mom, but to be going out with Allison at the same time? I mean.. I think that it could be cheating right? But the thing is, I love both of them. But the love that I have for my mother is different than the love that I have for Allison. It's still love.. but just, different. I really can't explain it at all, but I don't know. It isn't like I can tell her about how I feel. I can't tell anyone about how I feel. I swore to my mother not to tell anyone. I guess I will have to figure it out in time. Eventually it got late and I heard my mom coming up the stairs. She looked into my room.
“Hey do you want to, well.. you know?” she asked.
“Okay let's go to my bed this time.” I followed her down the hall and into her room. Her bed is a lot bigger than mine. I'm still using a twin bed, I really don't know why I don't get a bigger bed. I guess I've just had the bed for as long as I can remember I never thought about it. I mean, my bed is barely big enough for me, If my head isn't at the top of the bed, my feet sometimes hang off the end if my body is completely straight. Whatever though, I liked my bed it's just, I guess it's a little small.
We walked into her room and my mom started to undress herself, she took off her top, bra and her bottoms but left her panties on. Still she looked sexy as ever. I followed her lead and took off my shirt, and pants, along with my boxers.
“Mom why don't you take your panties off?” I asked.
“Because, I don't want you to enter me. I just don't want to lead you on.”
“Mom it's okay, I understand I wont do that. It's just I want to pleasure you this time, so will you take off your panties? Please?” I asked.
“Fine, but you know the limits!”
“Yes, of course mom.” She slid her panties down, and she sexually bent over as she was sliding them down showing me a great view of her ass. I was already hard as a rock, I was hard the second she asked if I wanted to do anything! But when she bent over like that, my dick had a little jolt and it flickered upward. She sat down the bed and she was glaring some seductive look at me as she waited for me to get on the bed. I walked around the other side of the bed and I sat behind her. I slid my body to her back and my dick pressed against her lower back. I then reached around her body with both of my hands. I caressed her left boob with my left hand, and my right went to her pussy. I was rubbing her clit in a circular motion slowly and she let out a small quiet moan. My left hand was switching from her left breast to her right, and I was playing with her nipples too. With my right hand, my fingers slid up and down her pussy. I rubbed her clit, I rubbed the lips of her pussy, I entered my fingers inside of her. I knew that the clit was the most sensitive part of the vagina, and it seemed that my mom loved it when I touched it. I would rub it up an down, rub it in a circular motion, rub it left and right. Oh, did I forget to mention that she was smoothly shaved? Her pussy was as smooth as a baby's skin. I shave too, but I haven't shaved in about a week so I was a little hairy.
As I continued to play with her tits, and rub her clit she started to moan even louder and she would sometimes moan my name quietly. “Oh Bren.. Bren that feels so good. Brendan you are so good at this.” I didn't say anything to her, but I started to slightly thrust my dick up and down her back, I was getting so turned on. She let let out an elongated moan and her voice was raising. “Fuck.. Brendan.. baby don't stop I'm gonna cum,” and I did just that, I didn't stop for even a second, and I was rubbing her clit in every direction very fast now. “Brendan.. I'm cumming,” she moaned really loud, and I started to slow down a bit. “Fuck Brendan don't stop, keep going, keep going, keep going! Oooohhh... fuck.. it's still coming.” After a few short moments she stopped moaning and I slowed my pace, to eventually nothing and I just held my middle finger against her clit. I then kissed my mom on the back of her neck, she then turned her head quickly and gave me an extremely long and hard kiss on the lips. The kiss was amazing, it was just so different than any other kiss that I have experienced and I will never forget that kiss. The kiss was broken and we looked into each others eyes.
“How was it mom?” I asked.
“I haven't had an orgasm like that in years. That was amazing baby.”
“It makes me super happy that you liked it,” I smiled.
“I want to make you cum now.”
“I want to taste your cock,” she said while still looking into my eyes.
“What?” I asked, a little surprised.
“I want to suck your dick.” She turned around and she grabbed my dick and started rubbing it slowly. She then looked at me and started to bring her head down slowly.
“Uhh.. mom are you sure that-” but before I could protest her lips already wrapped around my dick and she was moving her head up and down, while pumping the base of my dick slowly with her hand. “Mom.. that feels so good.”
She just let out a moan to acknowledge what I said and she was already bobbing her head up and down faster, along with her hand. She would moan from time to time, and the vibrations for her voice would give a quick pleasure of its own. She was sliding and swirling her tongue around my dick, and she would slap her tongue repeatedly against the head of my dick while she still had her lips wrapped my dick. It felt so amazing, but to be honest Allison did give better head. Then, just like my mom could read my mind, she released her hand from the base of my dick and she pushed her head down all the way down until her lips were at the base of my dick. She then bobbed her head up and down just a little. It was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life, I took that thought back, my mom gave the best head ever. She then put both of her hands under my ass and she started to bob her head up and down, from the head all the way down to the base. I don't know how she did it, it was amazing. She did have a gag reflex, she would let out tiny little gags here and there but she somehow suppressed them. I couldn't hold it back and I started to thrust my hips into her mouth, and I felt the head of my dick press down her throat hard, which was followed by another soundless small gag.
She pulled her head off my dick and started to pump my dick really fast with her hand. “Just relax baby, let me take care of you. Now where do you want to cum?”
“Any where mom, it doesn't matter.” She then pulled her hand back away from my dick, literally right after I said that. “Okay okay!! Inside your mouth! Don't stop, please!” She then pushed her head all the way down on my dick again, and her nose was repeatedly pressing into my stomach. Her tongue swirled and wrapped around my dick as she bobbed and I after a few seconds I felt the need to cum.
“Fuck mom.. I'm gonna cum. Fuck.. keep going, keep going. Fuck, I'm cumming!” My mom pressed her mouth all the way down on my cock and my hands found the back of her head, which were pushing her face into my stomach. This was followed by a small suppressed gag, and then a wave of cum shot out and down her throat. I couldn't help but buck my hips and my mom continued to slide her tongue back and forth on my dick and she bobbed her head continually as I shot spurt after spurt of cum down her throat. Finally after I was done cumming, I still felt like I was cumming though. I still had the feeling like I was cumming even though cum wasn't shooting out any more. My mom was slowly pulling her head back up off my dick, but I pushed her back down to my base and she understood. I released the back of her head and she bobbed up and down on my dick furiously. I let out one more long moan and collapsed onto my back, and on the way down I hit my head against the headboard.
My mom was holding back a laugh, as her lips were still wrapped around my dick. She pulled her head back and let out a giggle as she spoke, “you okay?” she asked, as I rubbed the back of my head.
“Yeah.. yeah I'm fine.”
“How did that feel?” she asked.
“The blow job or when I hit my head?” I asked laughing.
“The blow job.” my mom laughed.
“That was the best head I have ever gotten.”
“Yeah, that was amazing mom. Did you swallow all of it?”
“Yeah, all of it.”
“Mom, that is so hot.”
She smiled. “Good. Also, do you get the picture to not be shy about telling me where you want to cum? It doesn't bother me, it really doesn't.”
“Yes I know! But still that is so cruel, don't stop like that!” I yelled jokingly, but laughing at the same time.
“Well.. it was the best way to get you to tell me.”
“Okay well, I won't be so shy about it next time.”
“Good, wow it's later than I thought,” she said surprised. I looked at the clock next to the bed, by the lamp. It was 11:52.
“Wow we were doing this for almost two hours,” I said with surprise. “How long did it take for me to make you cum, and how long did it take for me to cum? It didn't seem that long.”
“I don't know, but we should get some sleep.”
“Thank you mom, that was so amazing.”
“I'm sure we will have many more experiences like this,” she smiled.
“Sounds good to me.” I then suddenly got extremely tired, it was like getting hit by a brick of exhaustion. My eyes were growing heavy by the second. We both got under the covers and laid there without getting our clothes on. Right before I was about to fall asleep, my mom woke me up.
“Bren, now you are 100% sure that this is okay with you.”
“Yeah of course mom, as long as you are okay with it,” I said half asleep.
“I'm okay with it.” Then my eyes felt really heavy, and I couldn't hold them open any longer.
Thanks for reading again! I have been receiving quite a lot of emails from people I read all of them and I try to respond to everyone. So if you want don't be afraid to shoot me an email, Brendanem3@yahoo.com. However, if I don't respond don't take it personally, I just have been receiving a lot of emails so it can be a little tough to keep track. If you are going to send me an email, DO NOT ask for pictures. I have received quite a few emails about this and from now on I am just going to ignore them. It isn't my place to send pictures of my mom, or Allison to anyone, and I am not comfortable sending pictures to me that I don't know. Also if anyone has read this without reading the first part, I suggest you go to my profile and read the first part just to get some background about me and my mom, and how all this got started. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!