Misc. Erotica Mommy’s College Prep

I practically sprinted up to my room, and throwing the door shut had my dick in my hands and was cumming in minutes. I passed out after that, exhausted from the test and staying up late the night before. I woke as the sun was setting, and smelling food went downstairs to get something to eat.

Mom had roasted a chicken, and it was sitting out with some dressed vegetables. I made myself a plate and practically inhaled the food. When I was done eating and had cleaned my plate, I started to wonder where my mom was. I went back upstairs and was heading to my bedroom when the door to my mom and dad’s room flew open, and my stepmom walked out. I say walked, but it was closer to the runway strut of a model than it was her usual walk.

My eyes widened to saucers at the sight of her. Walking down the hall to me was a vision of sexuality that took my breath away. Her face was done up artfully with dark eye makeup setting off her already gorgeous peepers and freshly painted finger and toenails. The robe she wore was blue, shimmering, and nearly opaque, tied loosely around the middle it did little to hide the body and its lack of covering beneath. Her large breasts were pushed up in a lacy blue bra, and she was wearing short ruffled boy shorts that hugged her ass and went a few inches down her thighs.

My mouth worked like a fish out of water as she walked towards me. Each foot placed before the other carefully, her hips were swaying side to side hypnotically, drawing my eyes from bare feet, up dainty ankles, and over the rounded swell of cloth-covered hips—the Blue robe swirling artfully, revealing her smooth tanned stomach as she approached me.

“Jake,” she said, her voice seductive as it woke me from my trance, “honey, are you ok?” Her eyes twinkled in merriment as she looked me over. With a start, I forced myself to meet her eyes.

“Yea,” I swallowed audibly, “you just took my breath away,” I said, my voice still breathless.

“You say the sweetest things,” She said. Standing there, she gave me a look.

“You’re welcome…” I said, completely at a loss what to do next—just standing there like a deer in the headlights.

She looked me over then, taking in my trembling hands and nervous eyes, and she smiled sweetly at me, coming to some realization that I wasn’t privy to.

“Come, Jake, let’s go to your room,” she linked her arm in mine and led me to my bedroom. She walked me over to my computer chair and sat me down. “I want you to get comfortable, baby,” she said her voice husky, “you have done so good this week, I want you to relax, you’ve earned this. She turned and slipped out of my room as I took my shirt off and hesitated. Should I take off my shorts? What that too, presumptuous? I decided to keep them on, and just as I was sitting back down in the chair, mom came back in with a bottle of lotion in her hand and closed and locked the door gently. At my questioning look, she smiled gently.

“I want you to use this when you… you know.” She said as she settled herself on the grown just before my legs. “Can’t have you chafing that beast.”

She held up the bottle, and I put my hand out, her eyes on mine, the secret taboo energy almost alive between us. I felt the cold liquid drizzle into my hand. Then smiling widely, she set the bottle aside on the ground, then she shrugged out of her robe, letting the silky material slide down her slender arms and pool on the ground behind her.

My eyes slide down her form, drinking in the sight. She let me look and seemed to even preen under my regard. Her back was straight and stomach in, and as she turned her head just so and looked at me with a cocked eyebrow, I was dumbstruck by her fierce beauty. I sat back in the chair, beginning to feel myself grow more relaxed.

Something about my stepmom both set my nerves on edge with intense desire and relaxed me with her comforting presence. My eyes were roaming around her body as I slid my hands down to my belt. I saw her pupils dilate, and she watched my movements with a nervous excitement animating her features. My movements were slow, and I felt my cock grow hard at her regard. I had never felt attractive, always awkward, and self-conscious, but mom's eyes had a layer of desire to them that I didn’t think I was imagining. As I undid the buttons of my jeans, I saw her breathing deepen, and the chest and cheeks flushed with pinpricks of red as the blood suffused her flesh in need.

My pants hit the flood, and I drew my hand up my length feeling sweet relief at the contact. Mom licked her lips, parting them slightly, and I saw her flex her hands on her thighs, then she started as I began to stroke myself. With a slight look of apology, she glanced at my face, breaking her stare on my cock for a second. She reached up to the front clasp on her bra, and her eyes on my face, she undid the bra, letting it slowly swing free, her large, massive breasts open to my naked stare once again.

“You are so gorgeous, mom!” I said, my hand flying on my cock as I ogled her.

“I’ve never felt more beautiful than when you look at me like that,” she said shyly as she dropped the bra to the ground. “You really like them that much?” She said with a little smile as she reached up and pinching one nipple hefted the heavy flesh in her hand.

“They are the best tits I’ve ever seen,” I glanced at her in apology at the language, but she just smiled, her eyes boring into me with so much hidden within them.

“Slow honey,” she said imploringly as she glanced at my stroking hand. “Take your time. Let us both enjoy this.” I stopped and let go of my cock. She had no idea how close I had been to blowing. Taking several deep breaths, I let the edge of pleasure drawback down before I took my cock in my hand again and began stroking it lightly and slowly.

“Both?” I asked, “You like this too?”

Mom was silent for a short time, her hand both lightly playing with her breasts massaging, squeezing and gently pulling on her large inverted nipples, drawing the flesh out into firm little pink caps. When she finally spoke, it was in a whisper, as if the words were dragged out of her.

“Oh yes, baby!” her eyes flicked from my steel hard dick to my eyes, “Please keep this a secret, but I’ve never seen a bigger or more beautiful cock than yours.”

She squeezed her eyes tight in shame, her face flushed red, before they sprang open again and looked at me, seeking some sort of approval.

“Really?” I asked, pausing my stroking to look at her, disbelieving.

“Yes, God forgive me, but yes,” she seemed sincere, and as she spoke, I saw her nipple crinkling in excitement, and my hand began to once more stroke up and down my cock.

“It’s not too small?” I asked, still fearful of what her answer might be.

“Are you serious?” She asked, looking at me in wonder, “Oh god Jack, if anything that beast may give girls your age pause. When I was in college, there was a group that would hunt down… well, never mind that. Let’s just say that once word gets out about that… of yours, you will be very popular with the ladies.”

“Fuck,” I said, feeling my dick pulse, “I’m about to cum mom.”

“Yes, Jake,” She said, pressing her tits together and scooting closer between my legs, “Cum for mommy, cum on mommy’s tits!”

The orgasm began in the pit of my stomach. It ripped through my body until my fingers and toes were tingling in bliss. I felt my dick pulsing in my had as thick strands of pearly white cum shot out of the tip, slashing into my mom’s tits. She jerked back for one second, stunned by the force of the first blast, then she was leaning forward, cooing in joy as the next few splattered her tits and neck, dripping down in thick streaks.

I collapsed back in my chair, panting, feeling instant remorse or regret for making a mess of my mom, but as I looked, she just sat there with a big smile on her face as she looked down at all the cum covering her.

“Oh god, Jake, you came so much!” She ran one finger through the mess on her chest, wiping a large glob off the side of her tit and looking at it in fascination, “It even smells wonderful.”

“Taste it,” I said, and my tone surprised me, it was authoritative and deep with command. Mom looked at me and held my gaze for one long moment, when there was no hesitation or backtracking in my face, she smiled sincerely and lifted a finger to her mouth. Her thick lips parting as she slipped the cum covered finger into her mouth with a smile. Her lips closed over it, and she closed her eyes, savoring the taste.

My cock got hard again as I watched her suck on her finger. Her eyes opened at the sound of my hand on skin and widened when she saw me hard again.

“Again? So soon?” she asked her breath coming in deep, ragged exhalations

“Eat it all,” I commanded, and with a small submissive nod, mom proceeded to do just that.

In slow and graceful movements, she cleaned my cum off her body, her eyes traveling from mine to my cock, desire, and lust filling her face. My hand was flying on my cock, and she was watching me as she drew one great breast up to her lips, and her tongue sliding out, licking the cum off her big soft nipple, and I felt my orgasm hit me.

I stood up, and mom shuffled closer beneath me, whipping back her hair, I felt her flat stomach and big tits rest against my thighs and without thinking I reached down and took one big handful of her tit in my hand just as I began to shoot ropes of cum across her tits and neck.

“Oh, god!” I cried out my knees weak and shuddering in bliss.

I collapsed back in my chair, and for one intense moment, mom leaned forward, her mouth open and tongue out, ready to lick up the remaining cum on my cock, but then she stopped herself and sat back, breathing heavily and regaining control of herself.

“That was… that was intense…” mom said when she finally looked up into my eyes, her face red with some emotion.

“I’m sorry,” I said, instantly feeling guilty for commanding her like that.

“Never say you’re sorry for demanding what you want,” she said, leaning forward slightly with a fierce look and holding my gaze. “I saw you be a man, and it was glorious!”

“Thanks,” I said, embarrassmened. But, it had felt good. It had felt right.

Mom got up, gathering her robe and bra, and with a final shy smile, slipped out of my bedroom. She gave me a

last glance and wink as she shut the door. All I could do was sit there in amazement at how incredible and perfect that had been.​