Misc. Erotica Mommy’s College Prep

I bolted to my feet and dashed upstairs, wondering what she had in mind as I threw on a pair of pants and a shirt. I got downstairs to find mom already grabbing her car keys and heading out to the garage. She started up the Range Rover, and I climbed in the passenger seat. Mom looked ravishing in a tight blue wool sweater and narrow skirt, her hair had been brushed out quickly, and it swirled around her shoulders thick and full of volume.

I flexed my sweaty palms on the fabric of my pants as mom pulled out the driveway and down the street. She reached over and flicked on the radio, letting some 60's soul music drift through the room interior of the big car. I was glancing out the window nervous and all in my head about what we might be doing soon, when I felt mom's smaller warm hand take mine gently, lacing her fingers in mine. I glanced over and saw a little satisfied smile on her face and felt all my anxiety and worry drain away. I help her hand in mine, letting my fingers play softly over hers and enjoying the thrill of contact with her soft flesh.

I watched the neighborhood pass by out the window and was curious to see we were headed deeper into the subdivision and not towards the rest of the town. Then I felt mom's hand grip mine and release me as she pulled into a big Mormon church. The property the church sat on was crowded by tall trees and hills, and mom drove around the building to a small hidden parking lot in the back.

“How did you know about this?” I asked.

“I used to walk the dog back here,” Mom said, glancing around as she pulled into a back spot facing the hillside. “I would see this parking lot and think… well, never mind what I would think.”

“What?” I asked, and reaching out, I took my stepmoms hand, looking at her.

"It's nothing," mom said, and suddenly her eyes misted with emotion, "I wasn't going to mention this but… Your father hasn't been able to… you know... get an erection for a few years." She wouldn't meet my eyes as she spoke, instead of staring out the side window away from me, but she gripped my hand firmly.

"It was hard in the beginning, I very nearly cheated… when I would think about it or dream about it, I'd imagine it happening in this place." She turned back to look at me, her smile shy and vulnerable, "It's kind of my secret place to get away."

“I won’t tell anyone,” I said, “I promise.” Mom smiled, then I saw her eyes glance at the clock, and her grin turned a little wicked.

“Ok baby climb in the back,” mom released my hand and quickly slipped out of the driver’s seat and into the captain’s chair in the second row. I followed her lead, closing the doors behind us and locking out all prying eyes behind the dark tinted windows. I released the latch on the seat, feeling my breathing coming heavier and my cock pulsing with desire. My stepmom had moved her chair back and was laying a pillow she must have stashed in here down on the ground.

“You planned this,” I said, watching her face carefully as I slowly unbuckled my pants. Moms cheeks colored red, and she nodded slightly, quickly removing her sweater, her eyes downcast and watching my hands as I slowly undid my pants, sliding them down to the ground and off one ankle.

My cock rose tall and stiff between us, mom's eyes traveling its pulsing length, and I felt a bead of precum ooze out the tip, and mom wet her lips with the tip of her tongue as she saw it slide down my thick head.

“Take off your bra,” I said and she moved quickly to comply. Her hands going behind her back and unclasping the thick material, then letting it slowly slide down her arms and onto the sweater beside her.

“I want to touch them again,” mom glanced at me, hesitation on her face before she nodded gently and closing her eyes moved forward slightly.

I did the same, spreading my legs wide as I sat forward, releasing my cock and letting my hands slide softly down the outer swells of her massive firm breasts. My gentle fingers took them up, massaging and tweaking her nipples just as she had shown me before.

"Oh, Jake… Mmhmm, that's feel good… really good," mom said, her voice breathless. I rolled on big inverted nipple between thumb and fingers, and the large hard nub popped out, my mom moaned out as I pulled the nipple down gently.

"Yes! Oh god, yes, Jake!" Mom bit down on her bottom lip, her body shuddering and shaking, her skirt spreading wide as she pressed her crotch down into the pillow she had been gently grinding on. "Oh, baby, I needed that…"

Mom panted heavily, and I was stunned, amazed at the incredibly sexy sight of her having an orgasm, and from only having her breasts played with. She leaned forward and planted a big soft kiss on my lips, the charge of sexual energy that surged through both of us froze me in place, overwhelming me. I felt mom start in fright and pull back, her eyes wide, lips still pursed, and a hand came up to touch her lips as she stared at mine, awe and a swirl of other emotions.

I was coming to grips with the kiss, and all it might mean when I felt something incredibly soft and warm, cradling my cock. Glancing down, I was stunned to see it nestled between my mom's tits when she had backed off, my cupping hands, and pulled her tits around my stiff cock.

My hands sprang away in surprise, but moms slipped hers over mine, trapping them against her tits. Her eyes flared wide as they met mine, and I saw them full of love and passion, and as they searched my face, seeing how much pleasure and joy I was getting she smiled deeper and releasing my hands, she pulled my hips slightly guiding me.

"Oh my god, mom, your tits feel amazing!” I said in breathless awe as I held her massive tits around my cock, thrusting my hips gently and fucking them gently.

Mom looked down and bit her lip as the tip of my thick cock drove through her tits and up near her mouth. Her hot breath was on my cock, and I felt the orgasm already rushing to hit me. I flexed a muscle in my body, and worked to have an iron will, staving off the rush and drawing out the pleasure as much as possible.

“This is my fantasy,” I said, my voice conspiratorial, my eyes taking in her gorgeous face and big tits.

“Your… dick is so big, baby,” mom said, her voice wondering and strained with her own need, “mommy has never felt anything like it.” She glanced up at me and saw the strain on my face, and her gaze softened, “Cum for me baby, don’t hold back, mommy loves to see you cum.”

“Oh, god!” I cried, and then my cock was filling her tits with cum, my toes were curling, and my whole body locked up as the orgasm tore through me. Several thick ropes of cum hit mom in the neck, and one even struck her cheek, and she blinked in surprise, tongue snaking out to lick up the pearly goodness.

“Mom…” I said panting, at a loss for words.

“Hush,” she said with a smile, leaving me cum on her flesh, she glanced at the clock and swore softly, “We have to hurry back.”

I went to speak again, but mom leaned forward and grabbed my face in her hands and pulled my lips to hers in a big kiss, the same charge or emotion from earlier, coursing through us both.

“I’m counting on you getting that perfect score,” mom said when she pulled back. The kiss had only lasted a second, but we were both panting and smiling stupidly at one another.

"Wait," I said, and on impulse, I pulled out my phone and opened the camera.

“What are you doing?” mom asked, alarmed, hands going to cover her breasts.

"Relax," I said, "I won't put your face in it," Then I took my cock in the other hand, still mostly stiff and angled it between mom's cum splattered breasts. I took a picture of my cock, long and thick, standing up between her gloriously perfect tits, careful not to get anything else in the background.

“What’s that for?” Mom asked as she pulled on her bra and sweater, leaving my cum to soak into her flesh.

“Later,” I said with a wink. Mom laughed and got up front starting up the car and the music once more.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” mom said, staring out the front of the car.

“Neither can I,” I said, “are you ok?” I asked her, concerned.

“Oh Jake,” mom said, turning to me with a broad smile and taking my hand in hers once again, “I’m more than ok. It’s strange, but these past few weeks have been the happiest in a few years. Is that weird?”

"Maybe," I laughed, "but honestly, I feel the same. I love you, mom."

“I love you too, Jake,” she said and with a final squeeze of her hand on mine, pulled out of the parking lot and headed back home.​