“I don’t know… I guess I was hoping that you would love me back. And have sex with me,” I say before I think about it. I quickly slap a hand over my mouth and blush a deep red. My mom looks stunned too. Then I see it. Her realizing that the past few years may not have been wholesome family bonding.
“Wait a minute. So all those times you spanked me or when you rubbed my back the other day…” she trails off as she looks down, thinking. I am so screwed, she’s gonna ship me off to a nut house.
“Well, I’m pretty surprised. That was crafty,” she says thoughtfully, not really talking to me but to the air. She thinks for another moment before she turns to me again.
“I don’t know what to do here honey. This isn’t usual parent stuff, so for now just… I don’t know. Go to your room for a bit and let me think, alright?” she pats my arm reassuringly to let me know that she isn’t mad. I nod silently and head to my room.
I cry for a few minutes before I calm down and curl up into a ball to think. Why did I do that? I had a good-ish plan. It could’ve worked! And now…
Now it was all over. She’d always treat me like a dangerous dog or something. I’d always be at arm’s length. I didn’t stand a chance anymore.
Just that realization makes me cry for another twenty minutes. I eventually fall asleep, out of tears and energy. I wake up about an hour later at 8:30. And an idea forms in my head…
My mom is gone for work before I wake up tomorrow morning. It’s Saturday, so I have plenty of time to set up my trap, and Gary is out with Tabitha all day. By 4:00 in the afternoon I have it all set up and wait nervously for my mother to get home. She ends up getting off early and arrives home a half hour later. I approach her slowly, acting like I’m still sad.
“Hi Mom, um, how was work?” I say hesitantly. Have to stay calm.
“It was fine,” she says curtly as she sets down her work briefcase.
“That’s good. Um, listen… I wanted to make it up to you for yesterday so follow me,” I say, gesturing to her with a crooked finger as I walk into the dining room.
My mom gasps a little when she walks into the dimly lit dining room. I have a fancy tablecloth over the table and vanilla scented candles lit on the center of it. A salad is already set out and a tall glass of wine sits next to it. A spoon, two forks, and a knife sit next to the plate.
“Oh honey, you didn’t have to do this,” she says, looking at me with love in her eyes.
“It’s no trouble Mom, now sit down and eat. When you’re done with the salad I’ll bring out the next course,” I say with a slight, shy smile on my face. I go and hide in the kitchen. I almost feel bad about doing such nice things with such a devious ulterior motive.
It takes her about ten minutes before she asks for the second course. I bring her out some grilled chicken that I’d seasoned carefully with some rice and broccoli. I also covertly refill her wine…
After the rest of her dinner and several glasses of wine, she’s very wobbly. She thanks me profusely in a slurred voice as I lead her upstairs to her bedroom. She immediately starts peeling off her clothes, muttering about how warm and cozy her room is. This is exactly what I wanted to happen.
I sneak up behind her and unhook her bra. She looks over her shoulder and thanks me. I reach around her and gently cup her breasts, fondling them slowly. She leans back into me, moaning softly.
“Ohhh, that feels so nice sweetie, thank you,” she says in her drunk voice. She turns around and gives me a sloppy kiss on the lips. I wrap my arms around her neck and place a strong, sober-steady hand on the back of her head. She happily lets my tongue into her mouth and I’m in heaven as I explore every inch of her sweet (and still alcohol flavored) tongue and lips.
She falls back onto the bed as I finally release her a couple of minutes later. She half pants, half laughs as she lies back and shamelessly plays with her naked breasts.
“Ahhh, that got me so fucking horny. Honey, would you shove your fingers into mommy’s sopping pussy? Pleeeeaaaase?” she pleads in an almost childlike whine.
“Of course Mom, anything for you,” I say as I lean in towards her sweet pussy. Two kids and her vagina was still sexier than any I’d seen on the internet or classmates that I’d had flings with.
I gaze at it intently before gently rubbing her clit, teasing it. She moans deeply and mauls her breasts with her hands, pulling her nipples out and squeezing her breasts tightly. I lean closer and lock my lips around her clit, moving my fingers down to tease my mother’s outer lips.
She groans in frustration and her legs wiggle. She thrusts her hips at me. I take the obvious hint and shove three fingers knuckle deep into her. She immediately moans loudly and starts bucking against my hand. I finger fuck her quickly while I flick my tongue back and forth across her clit.
It doesn’t take long until she grasps my head and holds it tightly to her snatch. I withdraw my fingers and lock my lips around her hole as her cum starts to flow. The feel of her hands on my head and her cum suddenly flooding my mouth makes me cum into my panties hard.
Mom pants hard as I lick up every sweet drop of cum I can find. I slowly crawl up her body and latch onto her left nipple. She moans again as I suck like my life depends on it. I moan desperately, wanting her to give me her motherly milk. I almost give up, but when I bite lightly onto her tit she squeals and milk sprays powerfully into my mouth. I feel more cum pumping out of my still untouched pussy as I guzzle her milk and lovingly play with her breasts. I switch to the opposite nipple after a while and suck that one dry too.
After that, my mom looks about ready to pass out, but there’s one last thing I have to do just in case this ends up being a drunken one night stand. I quickly stand up and wiggle out of my cum soaked pants and panties. I spank my mom’s heaving ass to wake her up a little.
I quickly straddle her left leg and heft her right one up onto my shoulder. I scoot forward until my pussy is mere centimeters from hers. I take a deep breath to steady myself. She looks up at me with a tired but excited expression. I can still see her pussy weeping fluids. My own sex juices coat her inner thigh.
With a grunt, I hump forward and ram my crotch against hers roughly. She and I both moan deeply and start panting like bitches in heat. My passion is matched by her drunken lust as we both grind our pussies together, bumping our clits together in such an erotic fashion. I start licking and sucking on her smooth leg as it quivers in pleasure. My orgasm builds quickly and I can tell from her intense writhing that she’s close as well.
Words can’t describe the fiery lust that coursed through me at that moment. My mother and I climax simultaneously, spraying our juices all over each other and splashing it everywhere. As my body experiences this new mind blowing ecstasy, it craves more. And suddenly, I can’t stop.
When I say that, I’m not kidding. I literally could not force my hips to stop frantically colliding with my mother’s in an effort to prolong and exponentially enhance our shared orgasm. Insane amounts of cum squirt from both of us and coat our bodies from knees to nipples, and I start to shake like I’m having a legit seizure as my body is overwhelmed. And still my hips continue thrusting.