Loving Moms Ch. 03: Wildest Dreams

I was in the middle of reaching for the potatoes when I saw Mom look at me and I said, "Sorry for..." But was hushed by Mom replying, "Just eat your supper. We'll talk about this later."

"Am I missing something?" I heard Dad announce.

"No. It's just about our son's studies." Mom remarked with a piercing gaze in my direction.

Oh fuck is she pissed. I figured and heard Dad question, "I thought you were helping him with that?"

"I thought I was also. Just eat your supper dear. It's nothing to fret over. Yet!"

Ok Mom didn't tell Dad but wow is she mad. I contemplated as I went back to fix my plate.

Dad went silent and so did Mom leaving me to question whether or not my 'coming clean' was a good idea. I had just finished my plate when Mom barked, "Go up to your room and wait for me young man. I'll be up shortly for our studies."

I just gave a nod as I sulked my way to my room.

It was another hour before Mom burst into my room and hissed, "Now listen to young man we are going to get to the bottom of this right now!"

"Okay Mom you don't have to shout." I said as she closed my door.

I sat by the headboard of my bed while Mom settled herself down next to me and squawked, "I should have known you weren't having nightmares by how you were acting in your sleep. But I would have never guessed it was sex dreams about me? Tucker do you understand how twisted that is? I mean. My God even if it's your hormones you shouldn't be thinking about your mother like that?"

I bowed my head and pouted, "I know Mom. Believe me, I know. I've been struggling with this for a while now and just thought it was from being sexually frustrated."

"Okay but I still don't see how hearing me masturbate would make you think I would understand this?"

"Cause..." I replied and looked her in the eyes. "You must be sexually frustrated too."

"Let me stop you there. First off, just because I was masturbating doesn't mean I'm sexually frustrated and secondly, even if I was how is that even close to you thinking of me sexually?"

"Well because I think me being frustrated is putting those ideas in my head."

Mom sighed, "I guess it could happen. Did you try to masturbate like I said?"

I've masturbated before we even had that talk Mom. But to be honest it's always been after I've pictured you."

"Tucker!!" Mom hissed.

"Sorry Mom. You want me to tell you the truth don't you?"

With another sigh, she replied, "So now you're telling me it's more than just dreams.

"Yes Mom it is and it's only getting worse." I said close to the verge of crying.

I guess Mom knew it and lightly covered my hands with hers and whispered, "It's okay honey. It's just a shock hearing this. I'm not sure how but I'll try to help you get through this somehow."

"I don't know if you can Mom. I had such a hard time studying in school today." I said sniffling.

"Shhh... It will be fine. I think I have an idea. First I want you to change into your pajamas, I won't quiz you tonight. Instead were going to do something else.

Mom left briefly while I changed and came back with her laptop in hand. She had me sit on my bed while she fired up her PC and after a couple of minutes of her, fumbling around with it passed it to me.

"My God Mom!" I said as images of older women filled the computer screen.

"I think your problem isn't having a thing for me per say but for older women in general so I'm going to lend you my laptop for a while, and I want you to look at these women and see if any of them gets you... Well horny."

I just looked at Mom perplexed while she continued to say, "And If one does I want you to lay back and masturbate to her. We'll see if that helps clear your head okay?"

"Okay Mom. I'll try." I replied.

"Good." Mom said and left me alone with her PC.

I must say almost all of those Internet beauties were getting me extremely excited but one, in particular, had me touching myself repeatedly. The problem was she could have been Mom's double, and in no time I was rapidly jerking myself off to her image.

"Oh fuck. Oh... mmm. MMM. OH MOM!!" I groaned as I pictured Mom actually doing those acts. In no time at all I exploded sending my semen flying onto my chest.

Over the next couple of days, things seemed to be much better. I wasn't any longer gawking at Mom every chance I got since jerking off to her Doppelganger appeared to be satisfying my sexual urges for now. And Mom was once again just Mom in my eyes. Yes, life appeared to be good once more. At least, that's what I thought.

It was the day before the fall break when I came home from school that Mom was waiting for me and asked that I sat down next to her.

Not sure what this was about, I took a seat next to her on the sofa, and she then informed me how the school had called once again saying I was still lacking in my studies.

Wow that news bummed me out since I truly figured I was doing much better.

I think Mom also knew I was disappointed and said, "Are you still having trouble sleeping?"

I just slowly shook my head and then heard her say, "So what I suggested you to do is working?"

"Yeah Mom. I'm sorry I really don't understand how my grades are still down. I've been getting 'C's' on my tests."

"Well that's it then." I heard and gave her a puzzled look. "You need to get higher grades than that since you've done so poorly in the past."

"But Mom..." I was cut off.

"No buts Mr. You're just going to have to do better and that's all there is to it. So get ready for me to help you again."

I sadly agreed and was just about to go sulk in my room when I heard Mom sigh loudly, "Okay maybe quizzes aren't the answer. How about we try something a little different tonight instead?"

"Really? Like what?"

I can't say for sure since I'm still a little foggy about this myself. But for starters, how about after supper we watch a little television before we try anything. Maybe by then I'll have a handle on this.

I happily agreed so after dinner, I joined Dad in the living room as he was resting in his lazy boy watching the evening news while Mom finished the dishes.

"No homework?" Dad asked as I took a seat next to him on the sofa.

"Mom suggested we watch TV first."

"Oh okay I guess she knows best."

The news was just about over when Mom came into the room and sat next to me.

It was at that Moment when Mom settled next to me that my old wicked thoughts once again immerged from my twisted brain while I gazed upon her attire.

Mom's clothing wasn't anything special. Just an ordinary long button down white top and a pair of tight blue jeans, however, it was what I noticed that was affecting me.

You see as she bent to sit down I spied 2 of her top buttons had come unclasped revealing a small portion of her breast.

Seeing Mom's cleavage like that quickly ignited my old wicked thinking and needless to say my dick started to perk up.

Shaking my head, I forced myself to watch the television. Hoping it might help clear my improper contemplations and noticed Dad had changed the channel to some movie that was about to start.

However, as we watched the beginning of the movie, I caught out of the corner of my eye Mom fidgeting around with her top. I just figured Mom must have noticed the buttons herself and had fixed them because after wards, she spread her arm across the back of the couch and asked, "So what's this movie about?"

Of course, I looked at Mom to answer but stopped short when I noticed a few more buttons were unclasped on her shirt exposing a good portion of the top of her breast to my eyes and stuttered, "I... I... I'm not sure."

Shockingly, Mom grinned as if she was aware of how she was affecting me and said, "Something wrong Tucker?"

Still stunned I just shook my head and watched as Mom turned her head swiftly towards my father and said, "What's the movie about honey." If Dad responded, I don't know because her actions only opened her blouse more, and now I was ogling at her barely covered puppies tucked nicely behind a light-colored Lacey bra.

Immediately I was stiff and started to fidget around. That's when Mom swung herself back into place, and I saw her glancing down at my swollen member and say, "Why don't you turn off the light next to you Tucker."

Quickly, I flicked the switch, and Mom replied, "That's better isn't it?"

"Yeah Mom it is."

So there I was stiff and in the darkness with my parents, trying to ever so slyly glance over at my mother's chest while she watched the movie.

However, half way through the movie Mom flipped her feet up on my lap and caught me square in the groin and whispered, "You think you can massage my feet, they're really sore today."

I felt a sudden urge to thrust my already hard cock into her heel but thankfully Mom shifted it lower onto my thigh giving me a chance to get a grip on my craving and croaked, "Sh... sure Mom."

I felt the sweat building on my brow as I lightly rubbed Mom's feet while her heel rested close to my solid shaft. This was driving me wild, and I was having a hard time controlling myself. Then suddenly Mom shifted her leg and brushed it over my tool, and I gasped.

This time I couldn't stop and heaved upward just as Mom pulled her foot away completely and tucked them under her ass and said, "Thanks sweetie."

My head was spinning and was about to say, "Anytime Mom." When I noticed Dad had fallen asleep in his chair and just gave a nod instead.

I guess in my state of lost confusion, I also wasn't aware the movie had ended and heard Mom say in a barely audible tone, "Ok head up to your room quietly so you don't wake your father. I'm going to change, and I'll meet you there."

I nodded and did what she said. Truly, I had forgotten what Mom told me earlier and did what I usually do by spreading my books out all over my bed. I swear it was only a couple of minutes before Mom entered wearing the same long white top and nothing else. I gasped as I noticed how the shirt just about covered her crotch. But then heard Mom say, "Okay Tucker I think we should discuss something before I help you."

"Huh? What? I'm ahhh..."

"Shhh... Just listen. I know you said masturbating to those older women was helping."

"They are. I mean were."

Mom shushed me again and said, "I couldn't help but notice which one of those women you were spending the most time looking at."

I swallowed hard as she continued, "I guess what you said is true about having sexual feelings for me because I'm sure you noticed how much that girl looked like me."

Now I was feeling guilty but noticed Mom went and locked my door before saying with a sigh, "I guess there's just one thing that I could do that might give you enough incentive to do better."

"What's that?" I replied as Mom walked closer to me.

"Take off your pants Tucker."

"Mom?"

"Just do it before I change my mind."

I slipped off my pants and then heard Mom say, "The underwear too."

"Huh?"

Not sure where this was going, I couldn't help but start to get stiff.

Mom looked down at my half swollen cock while I watched her undo the last of the buttons and heard her say, "What I'm about to do never leaves this room you understand?"

My hand immediately covered my hardening crotch as I croaked, "It won't."

"Good." Mom replied as she unbuttoned the rest of her shirt letting it puddle to the floor exposing her marvelous naked figured before my eyes for the first time.

I was in awe as I drank in Mom's beauty from head to toe while my hand uncontrollable grasped my stiff wood.

And if that wasn't enough I, then heard Mom whisper, "I want you to jerk off to me."

That was it. My hand stroked viciously up and down my shaft while Mom looked on.

This was amazing and I was getting extremely excited, and then I heard mom coo, "So did hearing me masturbate excite you?" and noticed her hand hovered in front of her mound.

Oh Fuck! My mind screamed as I nodded.

In bewilderment, I watched as Mom's fingers lightly dabble at her clit while I was bringing myself closer to a climax.

"That's it sweetie. Mm-hymn... That's it. Ahh... Mommy's getting wet also. Can you cum for Mommy?"

"Oh nnn. Fuck Mom!" I groaned.

"Oh... AHH! Yes... Mommy's close also." I heard her hiss as her fingers dipped between her folds. "Cum with me. Cum with Mommy!"

"Oh fuck Mom!" I grunted as the first of my sperm exploded out of my shaft landing on Mom's right thigh.

"Ahhhh... Ohhhh... MMM!!" Mom whimpered while her body shuddered in front of me.

I just finished quivering all over the place when Mom reached down and picked up her shirt and said, "Okay I want you to clean yourself up. I'll be right back, and we'll talk."

Okay I said and watched as Mom quietly unlocked my door and peeked out before skedaddling away.

A few minutes later, Mom returned wearing her red satin pajamas and took a seat next to me on my bed and said, "Was that better than looking at my laptop?"

"My God Mom! Of course, it was. I can't describe how great that was."

"Okay then, listen carefully, because if you ever want that to happen again I have some stipulations."

"Anything Mom."

"First and most importantly your father or anyone else, for that matter, can never know that this is taking place got it?"

I just nodded.

"Secondly if I ever feel uncomfortable we stop immediately is that clear?"

"Sure Mom!" I eagerly replied not caring what I was agreeing to.

"Lastly, this won't be a regular thing; you're going to have to earn it."

"Huh? Earn it?"

"Yes... I shouldn't be doing this with you at all. However, since your condition for some reason is fixated on me. God knows why. I think it might give you more incentives to get better grades. So for every 'A' you get. We'll do that again. That is as long as your father isn't around at the time. I just took a big risk with him sleeping right down stairs, and I'm not going to risk it again."

"So only when Dad is away?"

"Yes that and a good grade."

"But an A Mom? How about a B?"

"No an A deserves something special. Is it a deal?"

"Yeah okay I guess." I said pouting.

"It's that or we go back to quizzes."

"Fine an A it is."

"Good now get some sleep." Mom replied and left me to my thoughts.

I just watched her tight little behind wiggled out of my room and thought. God I hope I get more A's.

I lay back and pondered over what took place and then realized Mom also got off.

This revelation got me to wonder if there was a way I could get mom to do other things. More unthinkable things with me. I fell asleep engrossed with all the sexual things I would like to do with her, and of course it only led to another vivid dream.

This one was of Mom naked and masturbating with me only instead of us both getting ourselves off; she leaned over and inhaled my swollen knob.

"FFffuckk..." I groaned in my sleep as her head bobbed feverishly on my cock. I felt myself shudder as my cock exploded and awoke to being covered in my own cum.

God. If only she did that for real. I thought and realized the only way it would ever happen is by doing better in school.

It was then that I set my mind to it, and two days later had my first test. Thankfully, this test was easy and was super excited when I saw that 'A' on my paper.

I was happy Dad wasn't home that evening, and after supper when I showed Mom my paper and noticed a little smirk come across her face as she said, "See I guess a little incentive goes a long way."

"I think you're right Mom."

Mom looked me in the eyes and replied, "I'll meet you in your room after I finish the dishes."

"You want me to help?"

Mom paused and said, "Well that's a first. You aren't in a rush are you?"

"Maybe?" I said glancing down at her firm rear.

Mom chuckled, "Thanks but it won't take me that long to finish so just head up to your room."

As if my pants were on fire I dashed up the steps and stripped off all my clothes while I waited for Mom. However, time seemed to stop, and I started to become over anxious.

I was just about to get up from my bed when Mom walked in wearing nothing but a towel.

"I see you're ready." Mom said and proceeded to remove the towel that covered her luscious figure.

My dick quickly started to stiffen as my mouth watered to the beauty that was standing before me.

Mom sat next to me and said, "Shall we begin?"

"Mm-hymn." I croaked and took hold of my solid shaft.

Mom spread her legs and started to dabble with her outer lips and cooed, "Are you going to cum with me again?"

"Oh yes..." I hissed as my hand went faster.

I watched as Mom's fingers disappear inside her snatch, and she moaned, "Yes. Oh yes. Cum with Mommy. Show me your cum."

"Fffuck Mom..." I groaned. Her words were getting me extremely hot. However, when her hand also squeezed my upper thigh while she wailed, "Oh... OH MOMMY'S CUMMING!!" I lost it and exploded all over my body while she thrashed next to me.

I lay back on my bed and relished in the aftermath of what happened. However, when Mom's hands started to run over my body, I glanced up quickly and noticed her wiping the sperm off my body with the towel she had worn.

Her light touch was sending shivers thought my body. Suddenly, she ran the towel over my groin, and I couldn't help but heave up and then felt her hand encompassing my cock while lightly stroking up and down with the towel.

I swallowed hard as my cock commenced to stiffen again. But alas as fast as it started mom stopped and said, "Okay I think I got it all."

Mom then shockingly kissed me lightly on the lips before standing completely up and with the towel still in her hand said, "Now get some rest. I'll see you in the morning."

Stunned I replied, "Okay mom." And watched as her naked body strutted away.

That night I thought about how mom had rubbed my cock with the towel and how she kissed my lips and theorized the images she found on her laptop might have had something to do with it.

That gave me an idea so come the next day I started to look for images of Mom's double giving any kind of sexual pleasure to a young lad. Thankfully, it wasn't hard to find, and I saved several pictures of her stroking and sucking a guy's cock that was around my age.

With my wicked plan to test my theory into getting Mom more interested in doing more sexual things with me, I excitedly waited to see what might take place.

Unfortunately, two things happened when I took my next exam. First was I had only gotten a 'B' and secondly after telling Mom about it, she had me sit down for a talk.

"Listen Tucker." Mom said as she nervously bounced a foot over her crossed legs.

"I couldn't help but notice that you saved some pictures of that girl on my computer."

"Um... Yeah... Sorry Mom I forgot I did that. I lied.

Mom was silent for a couple of seconds and then said, "You still need to look at her? Even after all we've done?"

"No Mom. What we have done is fantastic. Really... I guess... I just find those pictures really hot also."

Again, Mom was reticent. But finally said, "I hope you're aware that I couldn't do that to you, right? I mean that would be taking this way beyond what a Mother and Son should do.

I sighed, "I know Mom. But it doesn't mean I can't imagine it."

"Tucker!" Mom shouted.

"Well it's the truth Mom. I'm sorry, but I can't help how I feel."

"Okay let's just drop the subject and in the future, please clean off the pictures when you're done."

"I will Mom." Was the last thing I said before she walked away.

Over the next two day's Mom wasn't as vocal as usual, and I knew what we talked about had to be what was troubling her. Then it hit me. What if she changed her mind about our agreement? That scared me and hoped it wasn't true. But there was no way I would know for sure until my next test.