Warning all characters are over the age of 18 and this is purely fantasy fiction
When Mom walked in, tired from her second shift managing the supermarket, she saw me on the couch, wrapped up in my thick sweater and a blanket. She was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse which was slightly unbuttoned which showed her cleavage.
“Jason, why is it so chilly in here? Didn’t you turn on the heat?” Mom walked in, looking beat from her night shift at the grocery store, and spotted me curled up on the couch in a big sweater and under a blanket.
“Ah, sorry, Mom. I think our heater’s busted. I got home a bit ago and it was like stepping into a freezer. I cranked up the thermostat, but nada,” I explained.
“Did you take a peek at the fuse box?”
“I’ll check it out,” she said, setting her purse down on a chair and heading over to the thermostat. She squinted at it, her expression turning to one of mild annoyance when she noticed the screen was just blank.
“Looks like you’re onto something, Jason. Our thermostat’s on the fritz. I’ll ring up the repair guy first thing tomorrow,” she concluded, giving me a look that mixed a bit of worry with resolve.
I could only nod, the cold making me huddle deeper into my cosy makeshift cocoon.
“Hey, why don’t you come over here? I’ll warm you up a bit,” Mom offered warmly, patting the cushion next to her, inviting me to huddle closer for a bit of shared warmth.
I paused, unsure for a second, then shuffled over to the couch, dragging my blanket with me. I nestled in next to her, soaking up the warmth she radiated.
Sitting there, Mom took a moment to really look at me. She saw how much I’d changed. Gone was the little kid she used to scoop up into her arms. Now, here I was, a young man sitting beside her.
She wrapped her arm around me, pulling me closer and resting my head on her chest as I got a full view of her cleavage. Omg, I could see right down her blouse and I started to get hard.
“I am so glad I still have you sweet,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jason tensed for a moment before sighing and relaxing against her.
“Mmm, I’m glad I have you too, Mom,” I murmured, my breath warm against her skin. I couldn’t help but notice the way her breasts felt pressed against me, firm and soft at the same time.
“I can’t believe how time flies, Jason,” Mom said, her hand gently stroking my hair. “I can’t believe you’re already a grown man.”
I felt like something else was growing to like about my growing arousal. But Mom didn’t seem to notice, or even if she did, she didn’t say anything. Instead, she held me close, her body providing a much-needed warmth in the cold room.
As we sat there, I couldn’t take my eyes off her tits. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help it they were so big and beautiful.
“Jason, erm are you… you staring down my top,” Mom said, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked down at me with a knowing smile.
I blushed, realizing that I had been caught ogling her cleavage. “Sorry, Mom, I… I didn’t mean to,” I mumbled.
But Mom just chuckled and pulled me closer. “It’s okay, sweetie. I know you’re a growing boy, and I’m a woman after all,” she said, her voice with understanding.
Out of nowhere, I just said, “I can’t see how Dad could leave someone as beautiful as you, Mom.”
“Thanks, love,” Mom’s voice turned gentle. “Your Dad and I… we weren’t on the same page. He always had eyes for others.”
“Your dad was always away, busy with work. And when he was here, it felt like he wasn’t, always distracted,” Mom shared, her voice tinged with sadness.
“I tried, you know. I wanted us to work, for our family to be happy. But it didn’t,” she said, a bit more quietly.
“And then, he met her. Someone younger. That’s when he left,” her voice almost a whisper.
My throat tightened listening to her. Dad left us for someone else.
“I had no idea, Mom. I’m so sorry,” I found it hard to speak.
“It’s okay, we’re past that. We’re okay now,” she tried to sound strong.
But inside, I felt this deep hurt and betrayal. Dad had gone for another woman.
“Listen, sweetie why don’t you share my bed tonight as it is still cold and our body heat will help,” Mom said, turning off the lights in the living room and heading towards her bedroom. I followed her, my mind racing with excitement and nervousness.
“Mom, are you sure you don’t mind me sharing your bed tonight? I don’t want to take up too much space or bother you,” I asked, feeling guilty for intruding on her personal space.
“Don’t be silly, Jason. You’re my son, and I love having you close to me. It’s no bother at all,” Mom replied, giving me a warm smile.
As the night wore on, I couldn’t help but shift closer to Mom in my sleep, my body seeking out her warmth. I woke up in the middle of the night, my cock hard and throbbing against my boxers as I spooned Mom from behind. I could feel her soft curves pressed against me, her ass fitting perfectly against my crotch.
I couldn’t help but moan and grind into her, my hand reaching around to grab her breast. I could feel her stirring awake as I continued to grind against her, my desire and arousal taking over. She gasped and woke up, feeling my hard cock pressing against her and my hand on her breast.
“Oh, Jason, what are you doing?” Mom asked, her voice a mix of surprise and confusion.
“I… I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to,” I said, quickly pulling my hand away from her breast and rolling away from her.
“You’re so much like your father, you know, gets hard way too easy, I ain’t stupid I felt it” she added, her voice tinged with sadness.
I didn’t know what to say. I had always known that my parents’ marriage had been rocky, but I had never known the full extent of it.
“I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to make you sad,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m just remembering the past,” Mom replied, her voice still soft and gentle.
“Jason, I know you’re a grown man now. And I also know that you have… desires. I am going to sleep, do as you need to, if it helps,” Mom whispered, shifting in the bed and lifting her nightgown, removing her panties. “That should make it easier, no need for humping, just be gentle and quiet, okay sweetie.” Oh my, she is allowing me to have intercourse with her.
“Wait… you want me to put my thing, my penis in you, Mom, is that correct? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” I asked her, still in shock over what she had just suggested.
Mom then turned and looked back at me with a soft, understanding smile. “It’s alright, Jason. I know you’re a grown man now all grown by the feel of you. I trust you. Just… try to be gentle, okay?” she whispered, her voice full of warmth and love.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. My mother was permitting me to have sex with her. It felt wrong, but at the same time, it felt so right.
I slowly moved closer to her, my heart pounding in my chest as I reached out to touch her body as we spooned. I gently brushed her hair away from her neck, my lips finding her soft, warm skin. She shivered and let out a soft moan as I started kissing her neck while I held my cock and rubbed it up and down her snatch from behind.
I put my penis in her vagina and slowly pushed inside. She let out a gasp and a moan as I went deep into her. Her vagina squeezed my penis.
I started to move my hips slowly, going in and out of her. She moaned, still facing away from me. Her hands reached back to hold my thighs as I thrust into her.
“Oh god, Jason, yes it mmm, it feels so good, yes keep going just take… oh yes, take your time sweetie. I don’t want you to cum too quick, mommy hasn’t had sex in years,” she moaned, her voice full of pleasure.
“Oh, Jason, oh my pussy. Your hands on my tits, your cock inside me. I feel like a woman again,” Mom moaned, her voice full of pleasure and longing.
I started to thrust into her harder, my hips moving faster as I fucked her. Mom moaned and gasped, her body moving with mine as I plunged into her over and over again.
I could feel myself getting close to cumming, my balls tightening and my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. But I didn’t want to cum yet, I wanted to make this moment last as long as possible.
Mom’s pussy was so warm and wet, her walls gripping my cock so tightly as I slid in and out of her. I could feel every inch of her, every ridge and bump as I plunged into her. I reached down to play with her clit, rubbing it in circles as I fucked her harder and faster.
Mom was moaning and gasping, her body shaking with every thrust. “Oh god, Jason, yes, yes, mommy’s pussy wants it, don’t stop. Fuck me harder, harder. I want to feel every inch of your cock inside me,” she begged, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
My hand tightly gripping her ass cheek as I ploughed her pussy as I fucked her harder and harder.
“Mmm, fuck, yes, yes,” Mom moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure as I rubbed her clit. “Oh god, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, Mom, cum hard fucking take my cock,” I urged, my voice rough and ragged as I thrust into her. “I want to feel you cum all over my cock.”
Mom’s pussy clenched around me as she came, her walls crushing my cock and pulsing and milking me as I continued to pound into her. I could feel myself cumming, my balls tightening as I exploded inside her.
“Fuck, Mom, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” I shouted, my voice hoarse with pleasure as I filled her up with my hot, sticky load. Mom moaned and gasped, her body shaking as I emptied myself into her.
“That was… Mmm, well something else, Jason. I can’t you just did that to me, oh that was so out of character of me,” Mom says, her voice soft and gentle.
We lay there for a moment with my cock still inside until she pulled it out of her and turned to face me. “Right, time for sleep Jason honey, you tired mommy out,” she said as she kissed my forehead.
