“Yes.” Kate’s smile returned. She stepped over to the oven and set it to preheat. “But nothing store-bought. You love my oatmeal chocolate chip, right?”
“I do.” Nick sang, “I have a mom that is so pretty. She’s also often witty. I love when she bakes cookies or cakes. I also love to watch what she shakes. That’s why I sing this ditty.”
Kate threw a dish towel at her son. “You’re such a goof sometimes, Nicky. Go down and play your game. I’ll bring the cookies when they’re ready.” She laughed when he lunged at her and slapped her behind. She shook her head as he ran to the basement stairs. He really was a goof sometimes.
An hour later, a plate of warm cookies sat untouched on the coffee table in the basement. Nick held a controller in his hand, but he wasn’t playing Dark Souls. His mother was on her knees between his legs, taking his full length into her throat again and again. Her hands cupped his heavy balls, deftly rolling each heavy sack with her fingers.
“Oh… Mom… I’m going to… cum.” He knew she didn’t like that word, but he didn’t think she’d reprimand him.
“Mmmmmpppphhhhhhhh.” Kate increased her tempo. Nick had been so good to her. She couldn’t wait to help him with his release.
“Ugh… cumming… I’m… uuuhhhhhh…” Nick clutched the sofa cushions with his hands and exploded. After the first thick jet hit the back of her throat, his mother pulled off him and pumped him with her hands. She didn’t appear to mind the sperm raining down on her, Nick, and the couch. She did close her eyes, however, when it landed on her face.
“That’s it… sweetie… let it out… wow…” Even blind, she pumped him until his eruption subsided. She wiped her eyes when it was over and excused herself to take a shower.
The hot water was in Kate’s face when she heard the bathroom door creak open. “Sweetie?” She opened the shower door and looked out. Nick was undressing. His penis was still hard as could be. It seemed a foot long. How did she ever get it all in her throat? She looked at her husband’s water bottle on the counter. It really was about the same size as Nick’s thing. “You want more?” When he nodded, she giggled. “Does it ever get soft?”
“Not around you, Mom.” Nick stood naked, waiting for permission to join her in the shower.
“Oh, my. Really? Me?” She reached out, took hold of his penis, and used it to pull him into the shower with her. “You are so bad, Nicky.” She kissed him on the lips, her hands moving to caress his back. It thrilled her when he gripped her butt and squeezed. He really did want her. How had she raised the perfect man? While they kissed, his penis poked at her belly. Without thinking, Kate reached down and pushed it between her legs. Soon, she realized that it was rubbing against her vagina, and that was because her hips were moving back and forth. This was dangerous territory. For all their fun, she couldn’t let herself get carried away. But she didn’t stop making out with him or rocking her hips.
“Mmmppphhhh.” Nick moaned as he wound his tongue around hers. Her soft belly slapped loudly against his hard one. The water cascaded down between them. If they kept this up, he was going to cum again. They broke their kiss and she rested her face on his shoulder. He could feel her nails digging into his back. “This feels… really good… Mom.”
“Too far… this is… too far…” Kate still couldn’t bring herself to stop. They were practically having sex.
“It’s okay… it’s okay.” Nick lowered his hips and angled his dick upward. He pushed forward and found her entrance. He heard her gasp in his ear.
“Oh… no…” Her hips shook violently. He was clearly too big for her. She was already beyond capacity with just the tip inside. Alarm bells sounded in her brain. With a great effort, she lifted herself onto her toes and dislodged him. She then pressed her thighs together and rocked her hips.
“Mom… Mom… Moooommmmmmmmmm…” That brief taste of her pussy had been divine, but he loved the way her thighs felt too. In short order, he climaxed, covering the shower wall behind her with cum. When he returned to himself, he found his mother already stepping out of the shower.
“Please clean up after yourself, Nick. And you’ll also have to clean the basement.” She wrapped herself in a towel.
“What’s wrong, Mom?” But Nick knew. He’d pushed it too far.
“I’ve… got to run some errands.” Kate needed to think through how close she’d just come to letting her son shoot his stuff inside her. That would be disaster. She had to wrap her head around what was happening with her and Nick. “And I need a little time to think.” She saw his frown. “I’m not mad, Nicky. It’s not your fault.” She left the bathroom, dressed quickly, and left before Nick got out of the bathroom.
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I’m not fat, I just filled out a little. Alyson shook her head as she paced in the hall outside Chris’s office. You need to accept me how I am. No, that sounded stupid, too. What else could she say? She couldn’t lie about birth control to him. The more she rehearsed lines to use on Chris, the less she wanted to knock on his door. Other men would die for these. She would never say that to her fiancé, but having seen the look in Nick’s eye when he regarded her, she knew it to be true.
A buzz in her purse stopped her pacing. She fished out her phone. It was a text from Nick. He seemed desperate. He wanted her home right away. She sighed and texted that she was on her way. She wouldn’t have to face Chris after all. She turned and walked off down the hall. She made only one stop on the way home, to pick up the puzzle just in case this was somehow the last day of their loop.
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“Where’s Mom?” Alyson could see the look of panic in her brother’s eyes.
“She needed time to think.”
“Uh oh.” Alyson sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. “What did you do?”
“You weren’t spying on us?” Nick sat down, too.
“I left this morning. I felt so good after what we did, or… um… what you did this morning. I thought I’d have the confidence to face Chris.” She could see he didn’t want to talk about Chris. “But I didn’t see him. So, what happened?”
Nick told her almost everything. He couldn’t bring himself to mention the part where he’d entered their mother’s pussy. When he was done, he waited for a reaction.
“Okay, well, she was probably just freaked that you were rubbing up against her.” Alyson shrugged. She was relieved. Seeing Nick’s face, she’d thought it would be something worse. “Anyway, working you with her thighs doesn’t seem like it completes any circle. So, you’ll just get a do-over on the next today. As long as nothing else happens, I’m sure we’re good. You haven’t really done anything that could solve the riddle. Mom’s been mad at you before in the loops. It’ll pass.”
“But what if this is the last time through, and she’s freaked out at me on Friday?” Nick bit his lip. He wanted Alyson to understand, but he didn’t want to spell it out for her.
“This isn’t the last time through.” Alyson talked slowly, like he was a special needs case. “You did that thing with me this morning. You already did that. Mom put you in her mouth. You already did that. And then the thigh thing in the shower. That’s not that big a deal. No way it solves the last riddle. You’re good.”