My buddy Brand and I decided to go fishing one last time before we shipped off for basic training. He was going to spend the weekend at my house so we could get up every morning before sunrise to go fishing. My mom even planned a special dinner for us, knowing she wouldn't see us for a while. We were in my room later that evening playing video games when he told me that my mom had walked in on him in the bathroom while he was taking a piss. She kept staring at his dick, and supposedly, she suggested that he sneak to her room after the lights were out, so she could show him how to use that big cock of his.

I knew he thought my mom was hot, but never thought that he'd make something like that up. Yeah, she's hot, but you don't talk about a dude's mother like that. There was no way that my mom would do something like that, I thought to myself. How dare he lie about my mom like that? I was beyond pissed, and I told him to stop talking about it before I lost my temper. I didn't want to ruin our last few nights in town arguing, so I dropped it.

The longer I thought about it, though, the more curious I became. I know she'd been without Dad for some time now, but would she really make a move on one of my friends? I knew something was up a little while later when I heard Mom in the shower. She never showers at night because she can't do anything with her hair in the morning. I had to find out for myself after Brad fell asleep.

I couldn't believe that I was actually feeling jealous about it. I had often thought of her while I jerked off, so I figured, why not take a chance and see if it was true? I wondered if she'd be able to tell the difference between us if I were to sneak into her room instead. The thoughts racing through my head got my cock throbbing. I waited for a while after my mom had gotten out of the shower before making my move. Around eleven, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I thought I'd go and see for myself if Brad had been telling the truth. My heart thumped in my chest as I slipped into the darkened hallway and crept to her door. I tapped on the door a few times. "Come in," she said softly.

Her room was pitch black when I entered. "Shh, don't say anything. I don't want Bob to hear us," she whispered again. Knowing the layout of her room, I easily made my way to the side of her bed. I silently waved my hand around in the darkness until it landed on her bare breast. She'd been waiting, naked, for Brad./ me to come to her. I stood there in silence so she wouldn't know it was me.

I felt Mom's hands slide down my bare chest to the waistband of my boxers. There she fished my erect cock, and sucked the tip into her mouth. Mom's mouth moved over the head of my dick as she began to suck my cock. She used her upper teeth would graze the top of my shaft while she slid her tongue up and down the vein as she sucked my cock. Mom nodded approvingly when I placed my hands on her head, following the movement of her head. "Oh, my god! My mom sucking my cock!" my brain screamed. She must have noticed the change in my breathing, and she increased her pace. I could faintly hear her mumble, "Mmm Hmm. Mmm Hmm. Mmm Hmm." as her head bobbed on my cock.

I didn't want her to stop. I had to hold off a little more, so I gritted my teeth as I tried to restrain myself. Just a few more sucks. My brain screamed out, "Ahh God!" as I nutted into my mother's mouth. My whimpers and moans signaled my satisfaction. She gulped rapidly as she tried to keep up with the flood of semen gushing into her mouth. "We have to stop for tonight. Otherwise, I won't stop myself from fucking you. You come back tomorrow night, and I will take care of you again. Now off to bed, Brad," she said, pushing me away.

All I could think about the next day was getting back to her room for another blowjob. After dinner that evening, I convinced her to buy us some beer for our last couple of nights as civilians. Mom came back with a couple of twelve packs, telling us not to drink them all and get sick. I let Brad drink the lion's share because I wanted him good and drunk tonight when I went to Mom's room. He'd finished his tenth beer when I heard the shower turn on. Mom was taking another shower to get ready for Brad—me—to come to her. I'd taken one as soon as we got home in anticipation us her sucking my cock again.

About an hour after Brad had fallen asleep, I slipped back into the hallway's darkness. Again, I tapped on the door before slipping back into Mom's room. Like the previous night, she was sitting naked in the dark, unwittingly waiting for me. She pulled down my boxers, repeating last night's scenario, only this time, I was determined not to come so quickly. I let her suck my cock until I thought I couldn't hold back any longer. I quickly pulled my cock out of her mouth just before blowing my wad.

I pushed Mom onto her back, following her down as she fell. Mom lay beneath me, trembling in anticipation as I kissed her. Her tongue darted into my mouth, entwining with mine in a torrid display of lust. I slowly kissed my way down her neck to her breasts. I sucked her nipples before continuing across her abdomen to her vagina. She spread her legs, giving me access as I nestled between her thighs. I slid my tongue through her pussy lips, making her gasp when I made contact with her clitoris. Her creamy cunt left little doubt that she was aroused as my fingers slid easily inside of her. It only took minutes before she grabbed my hair. "Ah, God, Brad. You're making me cum. Don't stop. I'm cumming," she whimpered a little too loudly.

I had no plans of stopping. I wanted my mom to be so horny that she'd beg Brad/me to fuck her. I didn't know how long to lick a woman's pussy, so I just kept fingering her while I licked her clit. When I lifted my head to take a breath, she pulled me on top of her, saying, "Please don't go. I want to feel your cock inside of me. Please fuck me."

I slid the tip of my cock through her juicy lips until it plunged into her slippery slit. I lowered my weight on top of her, sinking my steely rod into her depths. Slowly, rhythmically, I started to thrust my hips to meet hers as I kissed my mother. In her aroused state, she quickly began to moan, "Oh, God, your big cock feels so good," she gasped as I entered her. "Fuck me. Fuck me."

I kept thrusting in silence until her next orgasm before saying, "It feels so good to me, too, Mom."

Unsure of what she'd heard, Mom froze for a moment. I heard her gulp hard. "Bobby?" she asked hesitantly. "Is that you?"

"Yes, Mommy,"

"No, no, no! Oh, Fuck, No! This can't happen! As much as I want to, mothers don't fuck their sons, but my god, your cock feels so fucking good, but this can't happen. Mothers don't fuck their sons."

"Just a little, Mom. Please. You said it feels good. Let me make you feel good." I grunted as I continued to trust my cock into her cunt.

Mom's long legs wrapped around my waist, and she dug her heel into my ass cheeks, spurring me to thrust harder. "Go ahead, Baby. Fuck Mommy's pussy. Fuck me, Bobby," she whispered in the darkness. "I've wanted to do this to you, too, before you left, but didn't know how to ask. Her legs clamped my waist I pumped my dick into her faster, squeezing me so tight I could barely breathe. "I'm cumming, Bobby. You're making Mommy cum." Her quivering pussy sent tingles through my shaft.

When her climax subsided, she told me to get onto my back so she could ride my cock. I turned on the light on her nightstand as I changed position, telling her, "I want to see you, Mom. I want to see your body and watch you ride my cock. I want to see your face when you cum on my cock," I said as she climbed over my waist.

Reaching behind her, she grabbed my cock and guided me into her as she lowered herself. "Ooh. You are my big boy, aren't you?" she said as she began to move up and down on my cock. Her cunt muscles clamped down on my shaft each time she hit bottom. "My god, how I've missed having a big cock in me, Bobby. I love your big cock inside my pussy," she panted as she began to buck rapidly.

I raised up and grabbed her big, bouncing breasts. I sucked one of her nipples while I tweaked the other while she impaled herself on my fuck stick. I watched her as she reached down and started to rub her clit. Her head flung back, and she gasped loudly, "Mommy's cumming again. She slammed down with all her might, driving my cock deep into her hole as she mumbled incoherently.

Mom's pulsating pussy sent shockwaves through my nutsack, and I blasted a load of cum into her pussy. "That's it, Baby. Cum in Mommy. Cum in my pussy, Bobby," she gasped as our fluids oozed onto my crotch. Mom leaned forward and tongue-kissed me. We kissed until my cock slipped out of her pussy. "I know that you're not stupid enough to tell anyone about this, right? Now, off to bed before Brad wakes up and finds you gone," she said as she wiped me off with her nightgown.

Brad woke up in a shitty mood the next morning and was begging for a fight. "What the fuck is you're problem? We were having a great weekend. So what happened?"

"I heard the two of you. I got up to piss and heard you fucking your mom. You were pretending to be me. I heard her call you Brad. She made a pass at me, and you decided to go fuck her instead of me!" he said as he stormed out of the house.

I jumped on my motorcycle, chasing after him as he sped away. I wanted to stop him before he could tell anyone about me fucking my mom. As I was crossing the intersection, I was knocked off my bike by a mother in a minivan who was taking her kids to daycare. I slid across the pavement and came to a stop in the crosswalk.

Brad saw the whole thing in his rearview mirror and pulled over to see if I was okay. I was starting to get up when he got to me, but the horror on his face stopped me. I looked down to see my military career vanish in an instant. My left leg was turned backward, and my ankle was twisted and mangled. I heard him say he was sorry right before I passed out.

I woke up a couple of days later to find out that I wouldn't be joining Brad after all. The lady who hit me tried to deny it and say it was my fault and threatened to sue me. The pictures from the red-light camera and Brad's witness statement helped me when I took her to court. I hired a lawyer who secured a substantial settlement for me. It turns out the lady was a politician's wife, and they didn't want the publicity.

Brad still sends me letters and regularly reminds me of the time he caught me fucking my mom. As for me. Well, I'm still fucking my mom.