As I got Mom buckled up in the passenger seat of my Altima, she tried to fight me, but only slightly.
"I can get in by myself." She protested.
"Well I'm just being a gentleman." I responded.
I could smell the alcohol on her breath the second I saw her at the bar.
She had called me to pick her up, and bring a good son with no girlfriend and nothing else to do on a Friday night, I made my way over.
I got in the driver's seat and looked over at my mom. She had that loopy look on her face that I had seen a few times before. She didn't get drunk often, but I knew the signs.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine... I'm going to kill my son tomorrow though. He was supposed to pick me up at the bar. It's a good thing you're taking me home with you."
"Mom, I'm your son. It's me, Andrew."
She looked me up and down as I started driving off.
"Nah, you're not him... I mean, you look like him, bit you're cuter than he is."
I didn't know whether to feel mad, embarrassed, or proud, so I said nothing.
"This is a nice car... It looks and feels exactly like my son's... Simple, yet sexy in its simplicity."
Jesus. How much did she drink?
"He's a good k**... He does need to get a girlfriend though. I saw him jacking off into my panties the other day."
My eyes widened as I realized what she was talking about.
Fuck, she knew... Boy was I in for it tomorrow. But... She didn't say anything when she caught me.
I'm sure she thought it was a onetime thing, not the several years of pining for my mom that it actually was.
My dad had left a while before I was born and it had just been mom and I ever since.
When I turned 16, she told me that I had been man of the house for a long time. Little did she know that my pining started around that time.
Now that I was 19, I wanted to be with my mom. I wanted to be her husband, in some respects... The sex probably wouldn't be that bad either. At least, that's what I thought about and how I thought would go.
"I'm sure you must have been made at him." I responded.
"No. As a matter of fact, I found it a bit... Flattering. It's a good thing you picked me up. I felt so horny tonight that I might have even jumped him if he took me home. But I would just claim to be drunk the day after."
"You are drunk."
"No... I might have had a little drink or two... Or three or four. And then maybe a few more. But I'm fine."
We kept silent for a minute, the entire time mom was looking me up and down, with her eyes stopping to glare at my... No, it couldn't have been. I was just imagining it.
"So fine." She said, breaking the silence. "So it's a good thing you're taking me home tonight. I went to that bar knowing I would either get drunk, or get taken for a ride by some cute guy... Guess it was both."
I didn't really have a response to that, so I just let the conversation die as we reached home.
"So this is your place, huh? Looks pretty familiar..." She trailed off as if lost in thought.
I got out of the car, then went over to the passenger side, opened her door, then helped her get out.
She slipped on the concrete and I ended up catching her in my arms.
She giggled softly.
"Such a gentleman. And a knight in shining armor at that... Someone must have raised you right."
I bit back a laugh at that remark... Somebody raised me right alright.
"Well, I try." Is what I said as I lifted her up on her feet and helped her to the door.
I got out my keys and opened the door, wondering how I was going to get mom up the steps without her tripping again.
I finally settled on picking her up and carrying her, something she was all too happy to allow.
"Ooh, so strong." Mom cooed as I lifted her up into my arms.
I carried her into the house, distracted slightly by her giggles.
"Take me to the bedroom." She said.
I then carried her to her bedroom and sat her down gently on the bed.
She looked like she was about to get comfortable, then stopped and looked at me.
"Not to judge..." She began. "But your bedroom is a girl's bedroom... I mean, my bedroom looks exactly like this."
I regarded her for a minute to see if the gears would start to turn and she realized what was actually going on.
My hope was in vain, as she started rolling around in the bed.
"But I'm not complaining... This bed is so comfy. Like my bed back home. I can just imagine how it will feel to be pressed into it."
Giving up, and with the main mission of bringing her back home complete, I turned around and started to walk out of mom's bedroom. I would let her sleep it off and hopefully she wouldn't remember this in the morning.
"Wait... Where are you going?" She called out.
I turned around.
"Do you need something?" I asked.
"I need you." She responded, her voice taking on a slight seductive air.
"You're drunk... I can't-"
My words were stopped by her slipping down her pants.
I knew where this was going, she was going to show me her wet panties.
Or what actually happened was her lack thereof as she fully slipped off her pants.
She spread her legs a bit, allowing me a clear view of her pussy.
Perhaps it was my imagination, but I think I saw it wink at me once.
"Don't go. I need to thank you for taking care of me tonight."
'Be good Andrew' I thought as I felt my cock stirring in my pants.
"Mom, it's Andrew. I'm your son. We can't have sex."
"No, you're not my son. I don't know why you think I'm drunk when you can't remember who you are or who you're not."
I needed to get out of there before things got worse, so I started walking out the bedroom door.
"Wait. Let me show you something before you go." She pleaded.
Figuring that nothing else could go wrong as long as I stayed the good little boy I should be, I turned around just in time to see my mother slip a finger inside of her pussy.
My mother was now playing with herself in front of me.
"Oh that feels so good. My pussy needs some attention tonight."
Part of me knew that I should leave, but another part of me told me to stay and watch. If nothing else, I could jack off to the image of her playing with herself.
"I need some guy's cock inside me. You took me home with you. So you get to be the lucky winner."
She looked down my pants, her glance clearly stopping at my cock.
"Or maybe I'll be the lucky one. Are you hard for me?"
It was getting tough for me to resist anymore, but I didn't want to do anything with my mother that she would regret tomorrow... Or more importantly that I would get in trouble for.
"Mom, we shouldn't-"
"Fine. I'm your mom."
I stopped, thinking the wheels in her mind were finally turning. Yet once again, my hopes were quickly dashed.
"If you want to be kinky, I can play along. You look like Andrew and I'm old enough to be your mom. I can't help that he's probably asleep at home. But you'll do just fine... Just fine."
Her voice changed tone again to a sexy purr as she got up from the bed, walked over to me, and started whispering in my ear.
"I can call you all the right names, my sexy, strong hunk of a son. And your mommy will make you feel so good... I'm your mother after all. I need to make sure my little boy is growing to his full potential."
She licked my earlobe and before I could respond, tilted her head over to my lips, and kissed me.
It wasn't a long kiss, but I could tell it was a kiss filled with need.
Something in me finally surrendered as I started to kiss her back, eliciting a purr from my mother.
Mom started breathing heavier as she pulled away from our kiss.
"Mmm... I was wrong to stop kissing you good night when you were 10. That's going to be our special good night kiss from now on sweetie."
That gave me a bit of pause for concern... She really did stop kissing me when I was 10. Then the part of me that let it get this far just said 'fuck it.'
"I'd love that, mommy."
"I know you will son. But right now, mommy needs to see her little boy's cock."
She unbuttoned my jeans quickly, hooked her fingers around them, and pulled them down.
She then saw the green boxers I was wearing, or more accurately the obvious tent in them. By this point my cock was begging to be let out.
"Mmm... Look at that. Your boxers are soaked through. And such a huge bulge. Is that for mommy?"
"You caused it mom."
"Whoops" She giggled.
"Well you're the one who reacted to me, baby. So I just might have to spank you... But I have a better idea."
I waited for her to continue as she cleared her throat.
"Take your boxers off and let me see my son's hard cock." She said in a strict motherly tone that caused me to instantly obey.
As my cock finally got out, it bounced to full mast, pointing and throbbing at my mother.
"Mmm... That's a good boy." Mom cooed.
She walked back over to the bed and laid down on it.
"Now sweetie, come over here and get a treat." She purred as she beckoned me over with her finger.
I walked over with no particular plan, yet a thought started in my mind that I wanted to follow a lesson she always taught me.
"Mommy, can I..."
"Can I lick your pussy?"
"Of course sweetie... How could I forget... Ladies first. Tell me again."
"Mom, can I please lick your pussy?"
"Ah, and with manners too. That's a good boy."
She spread her legs wider, giving me clearer access to her glistening pussy.
"Go ahead sweetie. Come make mommy feel good."
I walked closer and kneeled down in front of mom, getting an up close view of her pussy. The first time I had ever gotten this close and remembered.
"Do you like it?" She asked in a breathy tone of voice.
"It's beautiful... Just like you mom."
"You're just saying that because you're my son."
"No, I mean it. You really are beautiful mom."
"Aw, my little boy thinks his mom is pretty?"
I responded by leaning in and kissing her slit gently.
She smiled down at me.
"It's all yours, son."
I moved my mouth up and started to lick my mother's clit, letting my tongue swirl around her enlarged button.
She let out a small moan.
"Yes sweetie. That's mommy's clit. Just keep going."
I swirled my tongue around her clit more before I made my way down to her slit and licked her before slipped my tongue into her pussy.
Mom let out several moans and groans as I moved my tongue around inside her.
"Oh my. What a naughty boy I raised. You don't want to stop licking my pussy, do you?"
"I'll lick it for as long as you want, mom."
"Be careful with... That." She said unsteadily as I saw her start to shake.
"I'll be waking you up in the middle of the night... Or maybe when you're in the shower... Or when you first wake up, you would have mommy right there waiting for you."
"That could be my breakfast." I remarked as I sensed her getting close.
I then heard a loud groan from her as her pussy started leaking.
She gripped the bed and simply moaned out for a minute, then started breathing again, recovering from what had obviously been an intense orgasm. Photos https://cpmlink.net/ayHwAA
I felt somewhat proud of myself, being able to do that for her.
"Thank you sweetie. That felt so good. You licked mommy's pussy so well."
I climbed up onto the bed and cuddled with her for a minute, just enjoying being with this beautiful, sexy woman.
"You don't know how long I've waited to do that, mom." I confessed. "I've wanted you for so long."
"Mmm... That sounds good sweetie. I think you deserve a reward for saying that."
She crawled over to the end of the bed, where my legs were.
"I'm on a hair trigger mom." I warned.
"That's okay sweetie. I want to taste your cum before you fuck me."
She leaned her head down and kissed the head of my cock, making it jump slightly.
She decided to tease me by licking my shaft gently, ignoring the groans I emitted.
"There's those manners again." She chuckled. "Please what, sweetie?"
"Mom, please suck my cock."
"With pleasure." She giggled as she finally slipped her mouth around my cock.
"Oh mom." I groaned. "That feels so good."
She giggled slightly around my cock, sending vibrations through it as she started bobbing her head up and down my cock.
I could already feel myself getting close.
I was interrupted by the sight of my mother taking my entire cock into her mouth, and the feeling of her nose touching the base.
I heard her gag slightly before I erupted in her throat.
The feeling was incredible as I felt jet after jet of my cum shooting down my mother's throat. All the while, she was swallowing, drinking down my cum and massaging my cock with her throat muscles.
It was unlike anything I had ever felt before.
As I stopped cumming, my mother let me out of her mouth.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
"Guess I did a good job."
"That was amazing mom."
"Better than those girls at chess club?"
"So much better."
That gave me pause for concern yet again. It was a standing bet in the chess club I was a part of that the loser of a male/female game performed oral sex on the winner.
I may or may not have purposely lost a few, but I didn't think mom knew that.
Moreover, why would she bring it up if she didn't know it was really me?
"Okay, this i****t thing is fun. I didn't know that it would feel this naughty, but I love it. You know there's one thing left to do, son."
"What's that mom?"
"We consummate our i****tuous bliss by me crawling on top of my little boy, slipping your cock inside of me, and taking my handsome, sexy son for the ride of his life."
With that, she crawled on top of me and kissed my lips deeply.
"Are you still a virgin, Andrew?"
Okay, that time she used my name... But who cares?
"Yes mom, I'm still a virgin. I was saving it for you."
"My poor baby. But don't worry, mommy's going to take good care of you."
She pinned my arms down and began lowering herself onto my cock.
"That's right sweetie. Mommy is going to take your innocence."
Her face contorted into a sardonic grin as I felt my cock enter her.
We both groaned out as I could feel my cock finally in such a warm and welcoming place as my mother's pussy.
"You came out of there. Now you're back in... Well, at least a big part of you."
She then began to slowly bounce up and down on my cock. She had a glazed look in her eyes that I judged to be partly from the alcohol, partly from what she and I had already done.
This went on for 10 minutes when mom stopped bouncing, leaned her head up to me, and kissed my lips lustfully. I joined her, sharing our passions with one another. Damn, she really did want this. And I wanted this too.
She broke away from our kiss and started riding me harder and faster.
It then dawned on me what she said before during the car ride home. She said that she probably would have jumped my bones if I hadn't picked her up.
All the pieces started to fit together, and I realized that she had known at was me all along... There was no other possible explanation for it.
"I'm not stopping until we cum, hot stuff."
"I can already feel myself getting close. Oh, I am going to cum on that cock of yours. Just you wait my dear boy."
She kept going for a few minutes until I could feel her pussy clenching around me and release me quickly.
"Oh god son, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum on my son's cock!"
She let out a loud squeal as I felt her juices drip down my cock and she just kept riding me.
I could feel myself getting close too.
"I'm getting close mom. Do you want me to pull out?"
"Hell No! I'm on the pill."
With that, I thrusted up into her, matching her bouncing until I felt my cum moving up into my cock.
I groaned loudly as spurt after spurt made its way into my mother's loving pussy.
As I stopped, I started panting along with mom, both of us spent as she rolled off of me and into my arms.
We just rested up for a few minutes until I finally worked up the courage to kiss her first.
"Sweetie, you were amazing."
"So were you mom."
"Everything you hoped it would be?"
"It was so much better than even in my wildest dreams."
"Well I must say sweetie; I haven't had it that good ever since your dad left. You sure you hadn't had sex before?"
"I was saving my virginity for you. I wanted you since I was 16... Mom."
She blushed, knowing she couldn't pretend anymore.
"It was always a question of perspective... When did you figure it out Andrew?"
"When you were on top of me and called me Andrew, that's when all the pieces fit in... Chess club, you saying that you would jump my bones."
Impulsively, I kissed her again and kept going as she joined me in the kiss.
I had read that story about a man kissing his mother and how strange it felt to him... I didn't feel that at all.
As we broke away from our kiss, we gave each other a loving smile.
"I love you mom." I said. "I always have."
"I love you too Andrew."
With my mother in my arms, we both started to fall asleep, keeping our loving embrace throughout the night.
I woke up the next morning to find my mother looking at me.
"Are you awake sweetie?" She asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah." I responded sleepily.
"Do you remember what happened last night?"
"Oh my god Andrew, I am so sorry. I just completely lost control last night." She said in distress.
"Whoa, whoa. Relax mom, you don't need to use the alcohol excuse."
"You- you're not mad?"
I snuggled closer to mom and wrapped my arms around her. I looked straight into her eyes. Reflected was the same soft, loving look I was giving her.
"I meant every word I said last night."
I leaned my head up and kissed her softly.
She kissed back and pulled me closer to her.
"I love you Andrew... In the same way that you love me."
We smiled at each other and sat in silence for a few minutes.
"We don't have anything to do today... Let's just stay in bed." She proposed.
I nodded in agreement.
"Any regrets?" She asked.
She frowned and looked at me.
"Took me long enough to give in."
"If this were some sort of i****t story on the internet, you would have been balls deep in me the second I got home."
We laughed and laughed as we settled into each other to just enjoy each other's company.
What happened after that... That's another story.