Hard Times with Mom Ch. 06

"My cock gets so hard when I think about my mom's naked body," I tried. I heard another little moan, so I was apparently on the right track. "I wish I was sucking on her big nipples right now, and licking her hot pussy while I jack off my hard cock."

"It felt so good to fuck my son. I'm going to make myself come while I think about his beautiful cock in my mouth." She wasn't holding back any longer. I could hear the bedsprings creaking as the pace of her fingers quickened and she began thrusting. I couldn't hold back much longer myself.

"My mom is so sexy, I want to come all over her face, and her mouth, and her tits. I want my mom to spread her pussy again for me."

"I want my baby's tongue on my asshole. I want him to lick my ass while I finger fuck my big, hairy cunt right in front of him."

At that moment, we each succumbed to our own orgasms. Mom moaned and twisted in the bed next to me, while I heaved myself upward and shot a spurt of cum onto the center of my chest. As we recovered I waited, hoping she would invite me to her bed.

"I suppose you forgot a towel again?" she eventually asked.

"Um, yeah."

"You can use these to clean up." She tossed something through the dark to me and it landed on my arm. It was the now damp pair of panties she had worn to bed. I couldn't help but take a whiff of their pungent aroma before wiping up my semen with her silky undergarment. I tossed them onto the floor, and had the sense that was going to be the extent of our game for the night.

I would have to be satisfied with whatever she was willing to give. At least I was relaxed enough to finally fall asleep.

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Mom was up early, and shook me awake.

"I want to get a quick start today," she said. "While I'm in the shower why don't you go down to the gas station to fill up and get us a couple of coffees."

It seemed like a lot of unnecessary trouble, but I was too out of it to argue. I pulled on my jeans, grabbed the keys and headed out. Just as I got to the exit of the motel, I realized I didn't have my wallet, so I turned the car around and went back to the room.

As I was about to slip the key into the door of our room, I heard my mom's voice inside. I knew from her lusty tone that she wasn't on the phone. She was at it again. That woman was ridiculously insatiable. I debated what to do next.

Obviously she sent me off on this silly errand so she could have some privacy. And while I knew I should probably respect that, I also knew that I desperately wanted to "accidentally" catch her in the act. I didn't expect for it to lead to anything, but maybe it would help her to give up on the frustrating idea of us being normal again. I very quietly unlocked the door and eased it open.

Mom was naked on my unmade bed. She was up on all fours with her ass angled toward me at the door. I could see her hand rubbing slowly between her legs.

"Mmm, that's so good," she said to herself, oblivious to my stealthy entrance. She was leaning down and I couldn't quite see what she was doing, so I stepped cautiously into the room to get a better view. "I want it all over my face, baby."

I saw the object of her attention. Her soiled panties that I had used to clean up my spunk were laid out on the pillow in front of her. She was sniffing them and rubbing her face on them as she masturbated.

"Mommy likes the smell of her baby's cum," she cooed. "I'm such a nasty whore for sniffing my little boy's cum." Her ass wiggled as she spread her knees wider apart and she slid two fingers into her pussy.

I suddenly felt awful for invading her privacy like this, but just as I had decided to sneak back out I saw her reach out with her tongue and lick her own dirty panties.

"I can taste his naughty cum," she whimpered, and started licking and sucking the silky material searching for more traces of my semen from last night. "Mommy wants to eat her own son's sweet cum."

Right then two screaming brats ran past the room and Mom's head whipped around. I quickly closed the door, and couldn't help but wonder if either of the kids got a peek at my mom's wide open ass.

Her face was an expression of anger and embarrassment. She moved quickly to shove the panties out of sight, while at the same time pulling the sheets up to cover her nakedness.

"God dammit!" she screamed. "Can't I get a moment to myself, for fuck's sake!"

"I'm sorry, Mom," I sputtered feeling as low as ever. "I didn't mean to, I just forgot my wallet, and..." I didn't know what to say next because she had covered her face with her hands was starting to cry. I went to her side in hopes of comforting her, but half expecting her to smack me instead.

"I don't want you to see me doing the filthy things that I do anymore. A son shouldn't know all his mother's dirty secrets. I'm so horrible..."

"It's okay, Mom," I said softly. "Why can't you just accept that I love you, and there's absolutely nothing you can do that would make me think less of you."

"I don't know what's wrong with me," she sobbed. "I'm like some kind of depraved sex addict, or something. I resisted the temptation for so many years, and now I can't go even one day without taking advantage of my only son."

"You? Taking advantage of me?"

"You have no idea how my sick mind works, sweetie," the tears were slowing, but she was still despondent. "I could tell that you were trying to be so good last night and I couldn't stop myself from tempting you into masturbating with me. Then I purposely had you use my panties so I could..."

"...taste my cum again?"

"You saw me doing that?" she asked humiliated. I nodded.

"But I don't care," I assured her. "In fact, I'm kind of flattered."

"You're flattered by seeing your own mother lick your dried cum off her dirty panties while she masturbates like a demented whore? You might just be more fucked up than me, darling." She couldn't help but laugh despite herself.

"I probably am," I smiled. "In fact, if it makes you feel any better, I almost jerked off on your face yesterday while you were taking a nap."

"Really? That's so sweet, honey," she said without any hint of sarcasm.

"This would all be so much easier for both of us if you could just stop feeling ashamed," I insisted more forcefully than I have in the past. "The rest of the world doesn't matter, it's just you and me. That's all we need to care about."

"I've tried to get past the shame, sweetie, and I wish it was that simple. But there's a reason that what we're doing is considered so wrong. I know it all feels good now, but we can't live normal lives acting this way."

"If given a choice between normal and making love with my sexy mom, I'll choose you every time."

"Oh, God," she sighed. "I'm so confused." She shook her head, trying to settle her thoughts into some semblance of order. I let her think without interrupting. "Well, we are going to be on the road together for a little while, which means our situation is really no different than when we were back at Motel Sleaze over the past couple weeks."

"Same thing really. No privacy, tight quarters..." I encouraged her line of thought.

"Okay, I guess I do need to make some allowances. But I can't switch off my guilty feelings just like that. We're going to have to maintain some kind of balance, you know? Keep things in perspective."

"That seems reasonable," I agreed. "I will respect whatever limits you're comfortable with, but only if you promise to not be ashamed of what we share together."

"I'll do my best, sweetie, but you'll have to be patient with me." She leaned over and wrapped me in a tight hug. I returned it, feeling like we might actually be back on an even keel. When we parted, the sheet Mom was hiding behind dropped away revealing her breasts.

"Boy, have I missed those babies!" I whooped. She covered up with one arm and gave me a playful smack on the shoulder.

"Don't get fresh, mister." Her smile faded and she became serious again. "This is only until we get to our new home. We don't have a choice, it absolutely has to end there."

"Okay, Mom," I agreed, sensing a genuine sadness within her. There was an awkward moment of silence between us. "I guess I should let you have some privacy now."

"Thanks, sweetie, I would like that."

I retrieved my wallet and, as I turned to go, I saw her pull the dirty panties out from hiding and turn them over in her hands with a forlorn look in her eye.

"Do...do you want me to, ah...freshen those up for you?" I said as my hand went to my crotch. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and just nodded once, too embarrassed to say what she wanted--what she needed--out loud.

I took my cock out of my pants and it was hard by the time I got to her side. She knelt in front of me on the bed and held the panties under my penis as I jerked off. Mom didn't say a word while she longingly watched me milk my cock in front of her. I stared at her huge, naked tits only inches away from my face as I stroked myself.

It took less than a minute for me to shoot a gob of semen onto her panties, followed by a spattering of droplets. She looked at the gooey remnants on the tip of my cock and visibly held herself back from licking me clean.

"Thanks, honey," she said demurely and waited for me to tuck my hard-on away and head out. I turned and looked back just before the door closed and saw her on all fours again like when I had first come in, rubbing her face all over the freshly defiled panties.

Damn how I loved that woman.