Incest/Taboo A Small Apartment vs. A Hot Mother

"This will do," She whispered into my ear pressing her breasts into my back, "Why don't you change out of this and hang it in my closet. Leave the others on the bed I'll take care of them after dinner," she said, reaching around undoing the button and lowered my zipper before walking off leaving me with a rather noticeable chubby. "Forget the shirt come and eat," my mother said giggling as she stuck her head into her room.

"Mom, this is amazing!" I said as the mini barbeque sliders flavor exploded in my mouth. I could see the pride in her eyes when I said it. "You made this for tomorrow?" I asked as I wolfed down another two.

"No," she said shaking her head, "Tomorrow night is a more upscale kind of event," she said wrinkling her nose. Which I thought was cute when she did it. "This is from a job we had catering a luncheon at this factory downtown today," she said. I didn't draw attention to how my mother was slyly gawking at my chest. "Try the blueberry cheesecake mini muffins baby," my mother said leaning on her elbow as she stared dreamily at me, "when I came home, I was on my way to meet the van there," she said as I popped the muffin into my mouth. Now I'm not a big muffin eater but damn those things were good. You know how people say some food is just orgasmic, well those tiny delicious velvety muffins were like that. "Does my baby like them?" My mother's eyes flashed devilishly as I nodded.

"Good. I'll remembered to bring some home when make them again," my mother said her hand reached over. Her fingertips skimmed along the back of my hand as she continued to watch me eat. I don't remember when it happened. Was it around the second or third muffin or was the fourth slider, bah, that's neither here nor there. But the atmosphere inside that small apartment got a lot more intimate.

"Aren't you going to have some Mom?" I asked worried that I was making a pig of myself, also worried that there be no sliders left if she didn't act fast.

"No sweetheart, I ate at work. A benefit of owning your own catering company, you get the privilege of having some of the best chiefs make you dinner," my mother said smiling sweetly at me.

"Mom, if this is the kind of food you and your chiefs are making. I kind of wonder how you keep yourself looking...," I stopped myself before I could utter the word. It was one thing calling my mom beautiful when I thought she couldn't see me, but what was on my mind was in a whole different ballpark.

"What?" my mother asked perking up in her seat. "Come on Samuel. Tell me!"

"S-sexy," I said hoping my mother wouldn't throw me out on my ass.

"Oh!" my mother said her eyes darted to and fro. A bright crimson hue marred her cheeks as the silence became deafening. "You...," she said clearing her throat, "think I'm sexy?"

"Yes," I said noticing how her breathing had changed. It wasn't the smooth slow gentle kind, but this hot, rapid, need to fill ones lung's kind of way just not as noticeable. I only picked up on it because it reminded me of the pool. "Mom," I said taking hold of her left hand, "there isn't many women that can compare to the natural beauty that you hold. It took Dad paying for half of Melody's implants to get a fraction of what you are," I said with all sincerity I could muster. I didn't care if it ended whatever was happening, but I had to take that chance. I watched as those beautiful brown eyes lustered as my mother's lip trembled.

"Oh, Sammy!" my mother said launching herself off of her seat. My back slammed into the refrigerator as she hugged me tightly. Keeping my sauce stained fingers away from her clothes as I returned her hug. A primal moaned rippled through my mind as I felt every curve of her body pressed against mine. "Come let's watch a movie," she whispered low into my ear. I'm sure she could feel my growing erection, yet she didn't say a word.

My mother turned the lights down low before walking over to her entertainment center. I know by now my hard cock was apparent against my loose basketball shorts. It was even more pronounced as my mother bent over at her hips showing off her ass to me. I didn't know if she was doing it on purpose or not, but I didn't care. Quickly, reaching over taking one of the small throw pillows and covering myself before my mother could turn around. The way the light of the TV played across her silhouette made me hard to the point that I thought no man could go. The way that white light played across her eyes, the way the shadows played across her breasts. I knew one thing without a doubt I need to rub one out; or I would try and fuck my mother. I almost rolled my eyes as Casanova opening came on screen. However, I knew it was one of my mother's favorites. Plus how my mother nearly threw herself onto the couch and took my arm resting it between her breasts. I so wasn't going to move not even if my life depended on it.

Halfway through the movie I felt my mother's hot breath on my neck. I dared to glance out the corner of my eye. I saw something in her eyes that in my inexperience I couldn't name. Then my mother inched closer and closer until her lips claimed mine. I let my mother take lead since this I admit was my fifth kiss ever. Then the way she sucked on my tongue I knew I had to have more. With my free hand I reached up caressing her cheek as I sank deeper into our kiss. I could feel her need, her desire as our kiss crossed into something more than mother and son.

"Samuel?" my mother asked breathlessly as she came up for air, "do you really think I'm sexy?"

"Without a doubt," I said looking my mother square in the eye.

"Take off your shorts Samuel," my mother commanded. The pillow I had been using for cover went flying. When my mother saw the taut peak, I thought I was about to be devoured. "Oh baby, did you get this hard because of me?" she asked after I had pushed my shorts down.

"Y-yes," I said my heart was racing a million miles a minute as my mother stared hungrily at my cock. "I've been like this since before the movie," I said. I didn't know what was so shocking, yet the way my mother looked to the clock and back to my rod.

"Baby, that was over two hours ago? Are you sure you've been this hard for that long?"

"Mom, have you looked at yourself? You're fu...hot!" I said stopping myself from cursing in front of her.

"Say it baby!" she said her hand rubbed my inner thigh.

"You're fucking hot! It took everything I had not maul you," I said finally letting it all out.

"Do you want to fuck me with this cock, Samuel?" she cooed softly stroking my rod, "do you want your mother to ride you right here on this couch?" my mother asked her eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Yes, that's all I've been thinking of since the pool. But every time I tried to bring it up you went and hid in your room," I said as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry," she said leaning forward kissing me passionately, "here. Let your hot mother take care of this naughty cock." I held my breath as she leaned over my lap.

"Oh god! Mom! Yes..." I moaned as her mouth enveloped my cock.

"I take it my baby likes it when his mother sucks his cock, hmm?" she asked as my cock left her lips in a loud pop.

"Fuck yes!" I said vehemently.

"Good. Then you wouldn't mind pleasing me as well?" she said rising up. I heard her gasp as I kissed up her stomach. "Mmmhmm." she moaned as I palmed her breasts through her bra. "Here baby," my mother said unhooking her bra. I was in heaven as those orbs came free. "Yes! Suck mama's tits!" she moaned as she held my head against her chest. This went on for ten minutes, I had to make sure I knew every square inch of those breasts. I didn't know when the next time, if there would be a next time, I would be able to do this. "Sam, while I would love to bear your love marks," my mother said her chest heaving, "I need you to do something for me. That no one but you my sweet handsome son can do for his mother."

"I'll do whatever it is to make you happy Mom," I said my cock twitching in agreement.

"I'd hoped you would say that," my mother said with a broad smile, "I need you to eat me, son." I know how I looked as my head just nodded like crazy, because I saw myself in the picture frame above my mother's head. "What is a mother to do with such a loving son?" my mother cooed as she slipped off the couch. I took a dry swallow as my mother stood before me bare chested. The way she smiled at my large eyes that absorbed everything as she wiggled out of her pants. "Lay down on the couch Samuel," my mother ordered. There it was that prefect pussy just a few feet beside me. My mother just smirked as my cock again twitched my approval. "Now Sam you don't have to do much just taste your mother okay," she said as she positioned her mound over my mouth. "So how does my pussy look baby?"

"Perfect," I said in awe.

"Oh baby, you say the most sweetest things. Now fucking eat your mother," she giggled as she sat down on my face. "Of fuck! Yes, suck on that clit," my mother begged, "Hmm...something has been very patient hasn't it?" she asked leaning forward grasping the root of my branch. My hands gripped tightly to my mother's ass as her tongue did things to my cock, I never thought were possible. "Baby, if you have to cum it's okay. Mama will drink down your seed," she said rubbing her lips down the side of my cock.

"Ok...ay," my voice muffled by her honey pot. My entire focus was to make sure my mother got off on my tongue no matter what it took.

"Oh fuck! Yes baby! Lick mama's pussy! Just like that!" I could feel her muscles trembling above me. I inserted two of my fingers searching out that same spot I had found at the pool. I wanted to make sure my mother was satisfied in every way. I knew of the struggles she had to go through since the divorce. I wanted to at least take them away even if for a short while. "Oh god! Oh god! Yes, Samuel, right there, harder baby!" my mother urged me on. For over fifteen minutes the only thing that could be heard in that apartment was me and my mother enjoying each other's bodies.

"M..m I..m g...ng t... c...m" I tried to say yet I couldn't, or would I ever remove my mouth from that sweet pussy.

"Do it baby!" my mother said before renewing her effort. My moans were muffled by that hot snatch currently occupying my mouth. The sucking sensations of her throat as she drank down my cum almost made me wish I could get hard again just to feel that again. "Mmm," My mother purred as she tilted her head back. "God, you cum taste sublime baby. Do you think you can get it up again?" she asked looking down between her legs.

"For you Mom always," I said with a huge grin knowing how my mother's juices were glistening on my face.

"You're so going to have your brains fucked out of you," my mother said, positioning herself over my hips as her hand worked my cock to reignite it. However, that would never be as my mother's phone rang. "Fuck!" my mother growled as she reached for her phone, "Yeah, who is it?!" she growled into the receiver.

"Hey Maurice, I hope I'm not interrupting anything important?"

"Oh hey Joan, a little bit," my mother said placing her finger over my lips.

"Oh, I'm sorry but I wouldn't have called but my car won't start; and I rather not wait for the tow truck alone at this time of the night."

"Alright, where are you?" my mother asked sighing looking forlorn at my cock as she rose off the couch.

"I just got off of work. So I locked myself in my car."

"Okay, text me the address and I'll be there as fast as I can," my mother said ending their call. "I'm sorry baby to just leave you like this."

"Mom, it's okay. I totally understand. Joan is a nice lady I would hate for something to happen to her. Plus you did get off..."

"Oh, my sweet boy, of course, I did," my mother said smiling down at me, "the evidence of my cum is all over your face," she giggling before she bent down kissing me with those soft lips. "Sam, you can sleep in my bed if you want. Then again you might like feeling my ass pressed against that cock in the morning," my mother teased as she got dressed.

"You so know it Mom," I retorted.

"What am I to do with you," my mother chuckled shaking her head as she pocketed her car keys and slung her purse over her shoulder.

"Fucking me is probably the only course of action you have left," I said with a devilish smirk.

"Oh, that my dear boy is on the to do list. I'll try to be back as fast as I can, but I don't know exactly where her work is. So you go ahead and wash up and climb into bed. If I'm back in time we'll finish were I left off if not there is always tomorrow," my mother said blowing me a kiss before closing the door.

I awoke around six in the morning feeling this heavenly soft warmth wrapped around my morning wood. As I slowly opened my eyes peering beneath the covers. I worked my tongue around my dry mouth as I spooned my naked mother and my covered cock rested neatly between my mother's ass cheeks.

"Mmm...morning baby," my mother said groggily, reaching her hand up softly stroking my check, "I feel something definitely is awake this morning. Fuck! Is that the time! Shit!" my mother nearly yelled as she noticed the time. Flinging the covers off of her and me, I stared in awe of the woman I had the fortunate opportunity to sleep beside. "Here," my mother said tossing me a pair of clean thongs, "pick one and wrap it around that cock and cum in it. I want to feel my son's cum against my pussy all throughout the day since I don't have time to properly take care it now. So," she said clawing along the bed towards me, "make sure it's a nice big juicy load sweetheart," my mother purred as she ran her hand up my cock.

"Sure thing Mom," I said smiling like a fool not waiting for her to even get off the bed before snaking my cock out.

"God, I can't wait to sit on this," she cooed lovingly watching as I wrapped her underwear around my cock, "I'll try to hurry so that cum is nice and warm after my shower," she said winking at me before scurrying off the bed. I tried to make it last as I listened to the shower. I felt that tingling as I heard the turning of the faucets.

"Oh Mom!" I cried loud enough for her to hear as my spunk covered the inside of her thong.

"Are they ready to wear?" my mother asked walking into her bedroom.

"Yep, see," I said rolling off the bed handing the thong to her, all the while the last bead of my cum oozed out the tip of my cock.

"I can't have this going to waste," my mother said bending down swallowing my cock whole, swirling her tongue around my head making sure she got every last drop.

"Fuck Mom! I love how you do that," I said feeling my legs shake as my cock left her lips.

"You think that's something, wait until you're hilt deep inside me baby," she said winking at me before her tongue probed my mouth, "oh my, that is a nice big load," she cooed before slipping on the underwear. Making me watch as she wiggled her hips making sure I saw how that thong settle on her mound. "Mmm...yes, I can feel that goo touching my lips. Now you go back to sleep I'll wake you long before you need to be ready," she said kissing me on last time before she hurriedly put on her work clothes.

I awoke again but this time it was to find my mother bobbing up and down on my cock. Those brown eyes glanced up at me as I came to. I could feel her urgency. She wanted my load and she wanted it now.

"Mmm...fuck," I moaned as my fingers wrapped around the sheet, "Mom, does your son's cock taste good?" I asked hoping she would answer.

"Mmmhmm," she voiced yet I could tell there was quite a bit of lust behind it.

"Do we have time...to you know?" I asked as she shook her head, I blew my load. "Fuck Mom. I'm sorry it just felt so good when you did that."

"Don't apologize baby," my mother said after her gagging had subsided, "I've gotten use to your unexpected eruptions," she said impishly. "Come on. Get dressed we need to get to the shop and pack the van." I just gawked at my mother as she smirked while crawling off the bed.

It took us about an hour to pack up the van. My mother normally didn't drive her own car to whichever event she was catering at the time, however, with the amount food whomever had hired my mother to prepare she opted to drive her own car. Plus the way she was looking at me when no one was watching. I had a feeling she had other reasons as to why she wanted to drive. I wasn't disappointed either as we drove to wherever we were going. I stared up in shock at my father's firms building, then to my hard cock that mother had been jerking while we followed the van.

As the elevator doors rolled open none other than my stepmother stood before me. She was wearing this revealing black mini dress. Those green eyes staring right at me. Then dipping low noticing the bulge in my pants.

"Maurice, Richard wanted me to show you where you can setup," Melody said as nicely as she could in front of me.

"Okay," my mother said. I could tell she was a little thrown off by Melody's demeanor, given the last time they had seen one another it had come to blows. There wasn't much I could do to hide the hard rod that my mother had awaken on the ride over since my hands were full. That little tight ass of Melody's swayed seductively before me as she led us into one of the spare conference rooms. The large table that normally had sat in the center of the room had been removed, and folding tables had been added to host the trays of food me and my mother's workers carried and pushed into the room. "Samuel, will you help Dale and Grace to bring up the rest, while I make sure everything is ready?"

"Of course," I said still holding the tray of mini quiches as my mother reached under moving my cock to a less noticeable position. "Thank you," I mouth which produced a sneaky smile from my mother. It took us a good half an hour to unpack the van and the elevator trips didn't help much either. Yet as I set down the box containing the table cloths. I watched as my mother went about directing how the setup should look. She must have seen me staring as her cheeks quickly got a red hue.

"Samuel," Melody said from the doorway, "your father would like to talk with you."

"It's okay," my mother nodded, "you won't be needed until the party starts, just make sure you're here five minutes before it does okay."

"Sure," I said, checking my watch that gave me ten minutes to figure out what my father wanted, and I wasn't about to disappoint my mother. Melody led me through the offices though, in truth, she didn't have to. I think she just wanted to show off her body to me. I have to say as much as I dislike her, she does have one amazing figure.

"So are you enjoying staying at your mother's place?" Melody asked as her brunette hair bounced along her shoulders.

"Yeah, why?" I asked glancing out of the corner of my eye.

"Because I was thinking maybe you could come visit us sometime," Melody said, reaching over taking hold of my arm before we got to my father's office. I knew this part of the building was pretty much a dead zone given how the younger and older lawyers avoided my father like the plague. "I know you never liked me," she said pushing me up against the wall, "I understand that, but maybe we can start over, hmm?" Melody asked as she pressed her body against mine while stroking my still hard rod.

"I mean you don't have to move back in if you don't want to, maybe just stay a night or two. I know your father misses you," she said her face inches away from mine. Those green eyes of hers burned in her hunger to devour me. "I miss you too. I didn't think I would, but I do Sammy. I shouldn't have told your father to make you move. For that I am truly sorry. I'm more than willing to make it up to you sweetheart," Melody said brushing her cheek against mine, "I haven't fucked anyone since you've been gone. You're the last cock I have tasted, and I want more," she whispered wantonly into my ear. "So since I have stopped sleeping around for my need to feel some connection your father never provides. You, well hung man, will have to make sure I am satisfied, or I'll tell your father how you forced me to suck that delicious cock," Melody said sinisterly and sensuously giving my cock a squeeze before pushing me towards my father's office. "Go on. He's waiting," Melody said from behind me as I readjusted myself before entering my father's office.

"Hello Samuel," my father said hiding the distain at what I was wearing, yet I could tell. "I'll keep this short as possible," he said while Melody walked over to the other chair that was twin to the one, I was standing behind. She made a show of showing off her ass to me as she lowered herself into the seat. "I have very important people coming in from all across the globe for this event. I don't want them to know you are my son wearing that," my father said pointing at my uniform. I narrowed my eyes at my father. Sure, it might not be as glamorous as trying a case in federal court, but at least it was honest work. "So don't expect much in a way of conversation from me during the party," he said matching my gaze.

"I never do Dad," I said, watching my father's wrinkly brow furrow, making his receding salt and pepper hair line look larger then it was.

"If it wasn't for your mother," he said pointing at Melody, who smiled warmly at my father. Yet as those eyes glanced at me, I wondered what she was playing at as they returned back to my father. "I've would have gone with someone else altogether."

"And you would have been a fool. Mom's cooking is the best in town, and what better way to show these so-called important clients of yours. That you value their time and more importantly their money then providing the best food they can stuff themselves on, hmm? That is why she is here isn't," I said coldly nodding to Melody, "to show off your trophy wife to these assclowns that don't give a damn about you, just long enough that you're as good as you say you are," I said watching as my father's cheek twitched. Melody gasped turning in her seat looking at me as if I was a stranger. Yet those eyes of hers told me one thing. She wanted me now more than ever.

Since I didn't live with him anymore, and I didn't care if he pulled the money for my college out from under me. I was tired of him speaking down to me like I was something lesser then he was. It was high time for someone to call him out. If it had to be his own son, then so be it. I've had enough of his crap, and I'll be damn if he was going to make me feel bad about it. "That is why you rushed me out of that house, so you could appear devoted to your client's needs?" The last part was a lie I know, but damn did it feel good to say. "So if that is all I have work to do before the party." I didn't, however, I just wanted to be out of that room.

"Samuel?" my father called out as I reached for the doorknob.

"Yeah," I said not bothering to look back.

"Well said." I was shocked to say the least. "Wish I had more lawyers with the balls to speak their minds as you just did." I heard my father getting out of his seat, turning me around and doing one thing he has rarely done in my entire life. The man hugged his own son. "Now you go do what you have to, but you're coming home this weekend and we'll spend some time together," my father said genuinely smiling at me.

"Okay," I said in stun disbelief. Yet over his shoulder I could see Melody running her finger along her lip gazing at my groin. I knew it was going to be one hell of a weekend for sure.

As the party got underway, I tried to stay in the background doing whatever my mother needed. Yet as the liquor flowed, and the hours passed, I was less needed then what my mother had thought. However, like the good son I try to be for her. I still made the rounds with that serving tray. How she would flash me a smile every time I came back to refill it. When she and I knew I didn't have to, not when most of the guest and the lawyers were too busy drinking and trying to gain their business. Yet that all changed when I was carrying the tray of mini cheesecakes near my father's office. Thinking there might be some intoxicated people that needed some of my mother's succulent desserts to suck up the booze. Yet I didn't except that my stepmother to pull me into my father's office.

"Now," Melody said with her back to me locking the door, "if you want out Samuel," she said turning around. With the key in her hand I watched as she lifted her dress placing it in her underwear. "You'll have to come and get it." I swallowed hard as that predatory smile spread across her lips. "Or would you rather me tell you father how you thrust that hard cock in and out of my mouth, making me gag on that delicious cum as you poured it down my throat?" I knew I couldn't let my father know about that. He might find pride in me standing up to him. However, when it came to Melody, he was sadistic to anyone that crossed her.

"You want me to fuck you in dad's office?" I asked while I wasn't opposed to the idea. I did find it a rather pleasing way to get back at the old man. But this was too risky even for me, I knew we would get caught.

"Your Dad is too busy drinking and entraining his guest to notice my disappearance," Melody said her hips swayed as she walked towards me, "and what better way to fuck the man I saw a few hours ago then right here," she said as my ass pressed against the edge of my father's desk. "How about we put this up, hmm?" Melody said taking the tray from me and placing it on top of the books on the middle shelve. "Now let's have a look at the man you've become?" she pressing her body against as the sound of my zipper lowered.

"Go on Sammy touch me," Melody said reaching into my pants. I could feel her hand fishing around in my underwear for my soft cock. As my I have stated that I had no wish to fuck her. My cock and hands vetoed my decision on the matter. I listened as Melody moaned as I squeezed her tits. Playing with her nipples through the material of her dress. I had to get her off quickly so my mom or my dad wouldn't miss either one of us. My fingers pulled the hem of her dress up as my cock grew in her hand. "Going for the main course I see. I understand. Best we fuck now before somebody finds us," Melody said reading my mind. I reached through the side of her panties for the key as my member reached its full length.

"Mmm...yes, so forceful you've become," Melody said as I bent her over my father's desk. Pushing aside her panties showing me that pink slit she had taunted me with yesterday. I wasn't gentle when I propelled my cock into her cunt. Maybe I should have been, but I wanted to get this over with as fast as possible. Plus it was kind of my way of getting back for the years of her shit I had to put up with. "That's it Sammy take that anger out on that cunt!" Melody moaned low taking my full length with ease. How was I to know she got off on that kind of thing. While I have never admitted this to anyone, well except for you dear reader, especially not to her, that cunt of hers did feel amazing. I looked at the clock as ten minutes had passed of listening to my stepmother moaning as my cock gilded in and out of that wet hole. I knew I had five minutes before my mother would come and find me. So putting every bit of strength I had into my thrust. How that woman went wild as I pounded her cunt. "Yes! Give it to me Sammy!" Melody growled low knowing I was about to cum.

I breathed heavily as I backed away watching my cum ooze out of my stepmother. I'm ashamed to say, yes, I wanted more as I stuffed my cock back into my pants, "So we're good now right?" I asked trying to steady my trembling legs as I reached for the tray.

"Oh, we have only just started baby," Melody said sinisterly looking behind her, "you're going to continue to fuck me when I want and how I want," she said, reaching between her legs coating her fingers in my spunk. My anger flared as I watched her suck them clean. "Or this time I might just tell Richard you raped me," Melody said evilly pulling her panties back over her mound and straightened out her dress as she stood. Even if it was a lie, I knew she would do it. What was I to do? Have her lie to my father about a Ra*e that never happen, or to continue to be blackmailed into having sex with her. There was only one choice before me. I had to keep fucking her. "Oh, don't be so mad, you and I know that cock loves my pussy," Melody said taking the key from me, patting me on the cheek as she opened the door, "this weekend you and I are going to spend a lot of time alone together. So I hope you rest up until then," she said before sashaying out the door.

"Fuck!" I growled. I heard her chuckle from down the hall which only made me more angry.

"Where have you been?!" my mother asked as I returned back to the conference room, "sweetheart, what's wrong?" she asked pulling me to the side as the others started to pack up the empty trays.

"Nothing," I said looking away.

"Look at me!" she said pulling my chin towards her, "tell me what's wrong Samuel?" As I stared into those loving brown eyes, I knew then she could never know. I could never tell her how Melody was blackmailing me. I had to keep that from ever reaching my mother. If she ever found out I knew Melody would be a dead woman.

"Dad wants me to come over and spend the weekend there. When all I want to do is be with you," I said, the last part low enough so no one could overhear. While yes most of it was a lie to keep the truth from coming to light. I meant every word of it. I do truly wish to be with the woman before for me. Not as mother and son, but as in the woman I can turn to and she could confide in me.

"Oh Sam," my mother said a strange light I haven't seen before filled her eyes, "go help the others load up," she said. I knew she wanted to say more but couldn't in mix company. So I simply nodded and helped out to pack up the van once again. All the while I pondered how I was going to deal with my blackmailing stepmother.

"Sam, did you really mean that you wish to be with me? I'm your mom. While yes, I do want to fuck you, so much right now you wouldn't believe," she said moaning loudly pressing her head against the head rest as we sat at a red light, "but what you're asking for is crazy!"

"Then call me crazy for wanting the hottest woman in town," I said grinning madly at her, "is that so wrong to want to be with you like that?"

"Oh baby, no it isn't," she said looking over at me, "do you really want an old woman as your girlfriend?"

"One you're not old. Ms. Atwater is old. You look like you're still in your twenties, given how well you have taking care of...," My mother reach over so fast I couldn't think as her tongue made my brain turn to mush. "Umm...umm...umm...," was all I could say as my brain was still in that state of bliss.

"Well, I know how to shut you up now. Something I'll probably find very pleasing," she giggled as the light turned green.

"Okay, I'm go take a shower," my mother said as we entered the apartment, "oh and, Sammy?" she said turned to me as her shirt fell open.

"Yeah?" I said trying not to stare at her breasts.

"No peaking," she chuckled walking up to me, "and no touching yourself I want every ounce of your cum," she purred as she rubbed my cock. How her eyes burned with hunger as I moaned. I don't think my mother ever had a man that wanted her as much as I did and still do. The half an hour I sat on the couch pretending to watch TV, what I think is a form of torture no man should ever have to endure. Yet I knew I had to get the scent of Melody off of me before my mother could find out. My mouth dropped as my mother walked out of the bathroom nude. Instantly, my meat stick roared to life. "I left you some hot water if you need a shower," she smirked as she walked into her bedroom keeping her back to me as she gave her ass a smack before closing the door.

I heard my mother laughing at my groan as I fell back onto the couch. However, that was short lived as I raced to the bathroom knowing what awaited me when I got out. I won't bore you with what I thought about in the shower I'm sure you know by now.

"Samuel! Will you please come in here?" my mother called to me as I opened the bathroom door. As I entered her room with the towel wrapped around my waist. I just stopped in my tracks as my mother knelt on her bed in a matching pair of lilac colored of bra and panties. "So does my body please you baby?" I didn't have to answer as my cock did that for me. "Then come," she said beckoning me with her finger, "and take this woman you find so sexy," my mother said grinning madly, as I tossed my towel across the room. I wish I could say I was dashing and what not when I climbed onto the bed and took my mother into my arms, but I wasn't I just couldn't help myself as I assaulted her lips. Yet my mother didn't seem to care as she breathed heavily as I kissed down her neck. My fingers worked feverishly as I worked the hooks that held her bra taunt. Those orbs beckoned me to free them, to partake of their goodness. "Oh Samuel!" my mother moaned as my tongue rolled along her nipple.

As I gently lay my mother down on the bed. Her chest heaved in anticipation. I think she had wanted this as much as I did. Those soft panties went flying over my shoulder as they left my mother's legs. I could tell she was already wet enough for me to slid my cock into her. Yet I wanted to taste that delicious peach again.

"Mmm...fuck yes!" my mother screamed out as my tongue part her lips. I glanced up as my mother's back arced as I gently sucked on her clitoris. "Oh god! Samuel, yes suck on your mother's clit. Suck it hard baby!" she demanded. God. Those hot juices of hers tasted so sweet to me. Within minutes of me sucking on those delicious lips I had my mother cumming, yet I didn't stop there. "Oh god!" she screamed out as her second orgasm flooded her canal. "Fuck yes! Samuel!" she screamed holding my head to her hot box. I drank down those juices as fast as I could. To this day I have made sure I've eaten my mother out once a day regardless if we have sex or not. This wasn't about me as I looked over that perfect mound. This was about showing the woman before me how much she means to me. "Stop! You got to stop!" my mother said, "I can't catch my breath," she said smiling down at me as her third climax had ran its course.

"Have I done something wrong?" I asked in my inexperience I didn't know that smile was a very good thing. But hey you have to learn sometime right?

"Oh Samuel," she said bringing me to her lips, "you've done everything right," she said her tongue flicking out teasing my juice cover lips. "Now, I think it's my turn to show you what I do for my man," my mother said rolling me over onto my back. Goose flesh rose all over my body as my mother kissed down my chest. I sucked in a breathe as my mother inhaled my cock. God.

Her mouth is heavenly. As I peered down at my mother bobbing on my tool. Licking every which way, sucking hard on the head of my cock as her tongue circled its crown. I knew then she was the one I always wanted to see on the end of my appendage. If I had to deal with Melody to be able to come home to this woman that was doing things Melody could barely dream of. Then so help me if I had to move heaven and earth just for a brief moment with her then so be it. I was going to make sure nothing bad ever touched her life ever again, at least not if I could help it.

"Oh Mom!" I cried out, "if you keep going, I'm going to cum."

"Not yet!" she growled, "This cock needs to be reacquainted with my pussy," she said staring down at me before lowering herself onto my steel rod. "You like the feel of that hot pussy don't you baby?"​