Misc. Erotica Mommy’s College Prep

The next day I got up early and went to the game store and played a few games of Magic with the workers there. They’re a good sort of nerd, always helpful and friendly. I got home in the early afternoon and found Mom was lounging out by the pool, so I changed into trunks and headed out. She turned and smiled at me as I came over.

“Perfect timing,” she said, “I need another coat of lotion. Would you mind?”

I certainly would not! She turned and lay on the lounge chair face down, untying the string holding her top together from back and neck.

“Be sure to rub it in deep,” she murmured, and I could almost hear the smile in her voice. I squirted a large dollop of suntan lotion in my hand, gazing at the tan flesh before me as I worked it into my hands. Her skin felt soft and smooth as I slid my hands down the muscles of her back, feeling the pliant flesh give beneath.

“Mmmm, that’s nice,” mom said, “you’re good at that.”

I felt a flush of pride as I continued to massage her back—the muscles giving beneath my fingers and palms as they pressed upon her. Careful to avoid putting any pressure where it was just skin and bone and remembering my anatomy lessons from earlier in the week, I began to massage along the straps of back muscles.

As I worked my way down, I rubbed her lower back, and mom pulled the tops of her bottoms down slightly so I could work the lotion in along her tan line. As my hands slid across her hips and the top of her ass, I felt my cock grow stiff, and I had to shift to keep it from poking into her back.

“What are you doing, perv?!” A snooty voice called from the kitchen window. I heard my stepmom sigh in annoyance, and I wanted to do the same. I got up trying to ignore my sister as she stepped out the sliding glass door, hand on her hips and a face twisted in ridicule.

“Oh my god! Do you have a boner? From your mom?” Her voice was cutting, and I hunched my shoulders under the scorn.

"Rachel," Mom said in a voice that brooked no-nonsense, "go to your room, no friends, no phone, and you can't come out until Monday morning."

“What?!” She said incredulously, “But I didn’t do anything!”

“Exactly,” Mom said, turning her head to look at Rachel with languid expression, “wasn’t there a bill you were supposed to pay yesterday?”

"Oh, shit, my car insurance," Rachel said, her voice falling as she remembered, "Dads' going to kill me."

“I took care of it,” mom said.

"Thanks, Julia," my sister said with a look of fake contrition on her pretty face, "I'll pay you back soon, I almost have the money."

“I’ve heard that before,” mom said, turning back and giving me a wink, “but I won’t hold my breath. Room. Now.”

Rachel hung her head but marched off to her room, throwing me the finger before she disappeared in the house. I just smiled and hopped into the pool, letting the cold water calm down my libido. After swimming around for a bit, I got out and laid out with my mom, getting a tan with her.

I could almost feel my sisters’ eyes staring at us from her bedroom window upstairs. She and mom had never gotten along tremendous and since Dad had started going on several months-long trips, they got along even less. A constant issue between them was money.

Dad had cut Rachel off, letting her live at home rent-free, but no longer giving her an allowance or money since she had failed out of college. Instead of getting pissed at dad she took it all out on our stepmom, and when dad was gone on a trip, she would screw mom over all the time, knowing dad didn't want to deal with it, and if he had to, it would cause a big fight between him and my stepmom.

I hopped into the pool one more time and then went inside and took a shower. Plopping down in my computer chair, I tried to game for a bit, but I just couldn't focus on it. I found myself pulling out the Bio and Chem books and studying for a couple of hours. When my stepmom came to tell me dinner was ready, she found me bent over a book with a highlighter in hand.

"Well, look at you," she said with a smile, "dinners ready so come on down before it gets cold."

My sister refused to come down for dinner, and mom and I had a pleasant meal, just sitting around and chatting. I helped her clean up and then went back to my room and played games for a few hours before passing out. Sunday was a quiet affair, with my sister grounded, her friends couldn’t come over, and after a bike ride and a bit of gaming, I laid around and caught up on a bunch of Netflix shows I had meant to get to.

My best friends, the twins, were getting back the next weekend, and I couldn't wait till we could all hang out again and play some D&D. I had another long week of studying to look forward to. I woke early the next morning and went downstairs to find my stepmom up and reading the news on her iPad. I got myself a cup of coffee and came over and sat beside her, pulling out my phone and going through my notifications.

“What time is Liz coming over?” Mom asked her cheeks reddening as she glanced at me.

“She should be here at noon,” I said.

“I’ll be heading to Stephen’s garden party around then, so you two will have the place to yourself.”

“Rachel?” I asked.

“She took off first thing, I doubt she comes back home for a few days, she was still pissed.” I just chuckled, happy to have a break from my sister.

“I thought maybe,” mom began her voice with an odd hitch to it, “you might need some assistance with focus… for your studies.”

“I think I’m fine,” I said, not catching her meaning at first.

“Oh,” mom said, her voice a touch sad, “ok.”

She stood abruptly and began to walk from the kitchen, her shoulders slightly slumped. Then her words replayed themselves in my head, and I called after her, feeling like a fool.

“Wait!” I said, and mom spun, looking at me concerned, “I didn’t realize what you meant… I ugh, I’d love that.” Mom smiled one of her big warm smiles that she saved just for me.

“You silly,” she said, then glancing to the window to the front of the house she motioned upstairs, “Head to your room, I’ll be in in a minute.”

I practically run up the stairs. Why was she choosing to help me now? Did she actually like watching me jack off? So many thoughts tumbled around in my head when my stepmom slipped into my room, shutting the door behind herself.

“This isn’t going to become a regular thing,” she said while standing just inside the door, sounding more like she was trying to convince herself than me. She was wearing a loose soft sweater, and I could tell she had no bra on underneath. I just nodded my head and began to undo my pants, scooting them down my legs and onto the floor.

Mom eyed my thick, long cock with an unreadable gaze and then slowly drew the sweater over her head, dropping it to the floor. She walked towards me, and I couldn’t help the gasp of delight escape from my lips as I saw her big tits sway side to side. She stopped just in front of me, and I looked down her smooth flat stomach to the white slacks she was wearing.

"The pants too," I said as my hand slid up my big cock slowly, rubbing lotion into the soft flesh.

I saw her face twist in concern for a moment, and I felt fear that I had gone too far, but she reached down and began to unbuckle her pants slowly. Then I watched in awe as she slid them down her wide hips, revealing her nearly sheer white panties and the dark bush beneath. She wore nothing but her white panties and a shy smile.

“I love the way you look at me,” She said, her eyes soft and filled with love.

“You’re so gorgeous, mom,” I said breathless, “you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen!”

Mom smiled deeply and settled down on her knees between my legs, her hands coming up to massage her tits sexily. My hand was sliding up and down my cock, in slowly strokes trying to draw out my pleasure, but I could already feel the cum boiling in my balls.

“Touch yourself for me, mom,” I said, glancing down to her crotch, “Please.”

“I don’t know, honey,” Mom said even as she leaned back, letting one hand trail down her stomach slowly, “that may be going too far.”

Despite her words, the fingers of her hand still played at the waistband of her panties. As if she almost couldn’t help herself.

"I want you to feel good, too," I said, not knowing where the confidence came from but feeling comfortable in telling my mom exactly what I wanted.

“Ok, baby,” Mom said, and closing her eyes slipped her hand down into her panties, letting out a stifled moan as she came in contact with the delicate flesh.

“I fantasize about you all the time, mom,” I said, stroking my cock slowly and watching her begin to masturbate, “Do you ever think about me?”

Mom shook her head once, her eyes still closed. Her wetness was evident from the sound her fingers made sliding along her clit and into her pussy again and again. My cock was throbbing, and it was all I could do to hold back. Then moms’ eyes opened slowly, and I saw her passion flair as her gaze took in the sight of my long thick cock as I slowly stroked it, the head throbbing and my balls tight.

"God forgive me, baby, I have," She breathed out her fingers pulsing harder on her clit and pussy, "Mommy can't get the thought of your big beautiful cock out of her head! You would stretch me so good. Oh, fuck baby, mommy's cumming! Cum with me, Jack, Nghe!”

I could hardly believe her words, and they were so sexy that I couldn’t hold back, my cock began spewing thick streams of white cum that arced out and splattered on my mom’s tits and stomach. She shuddered, curling in on herself as her own orgasm tore through her body and the final spurt of cum from my cock hit her square in the chin and lips.

We were both panting heavily and stunned by how far we’d gone. Shame and nervousness filled me in the wake of my orgasm, but I watched mom relax and get a look of pure contentment on her face as she lazily licked the cum from her lips, savoring the taste of it. She stood slowly taking up her clothes and turned back to regard me with a warm smile she slipped out of my room.

“Remember,” she said, “study hard.”

Then she was gone, and I was left breathing heavily with so much left unsaid between us. With a start, I realized what the time was and jumped in the shower and got dressed, cleaning my room quickly before Liz showed up.​