On the Loveseat Ch. 14

"Doesn't my slutty mommy want more of her son's big cock?" I flexed my pubic muscles causing my slick dick to bob.

"You know I don't care for that language except when we are having sex." She seemed so shy now.

"You really seem to get into when we do have sex." I countered.

"You just make me feel so out of control. You make me a ... slut." Mom looked at me almost embarrassed.

"No, I think you are always a slut, I just make you comfortable enough to admit it out loud." I was prodding mom.

"You could be right, but I ..." She paused.

"It doesn't matter mom. Now get down there and suck my big cock!" I said forcefully while staring at her.

"Yes sir!" Mom let out a small laugh as she rose so she could take my dick into her mouth.

"Should I deep-throat you?" She asked meekly as she wrapped a hand around my firm shaft.

"Mom, I've told you. What you do is more than enough for me. If you can never manage it, I will still love how great you suck me anyways."

"I don't know if I should feel proud that my son says he's happy enough with my cock sucking skills!" Mom smiled.

"Whatever you feel, you should hurry up. It's almost the time that I would be coming home, and that means the other two will be here soon enough." I told mom.

"Am I supposed to do this properly or just quick enough to get you off?" Mom questioned me.

"Whatever you want mom. But you have less than thirty minutes to do whatever you're going to do."

"That's not nearly enough time to give you a proper blowjob!" Mom said sexily.

"Do your best."

Mom's best had always been more than enough to make me cum!

Mom bent to her task, first licking up her juices then soaking me in her saliva. She used exaggerated licks from base to dome, going slow with a flick of her tongue as she reached my mushroom head. She looked into my eyes with her eyes half-lidded. When she had my dick dripping with her spit, she sucked the smooth head in her mouth, letting it out with a pop. She then twirled her tongue over the velvety skin and around the wide rim. I watched with rapture.

"Do you like the way your mommy sucks your big ... hard ... delicious ... cock?"

"You know I do mom. Ever since that first time in the kitchen. You'll always be my mother sucker!"

"Ooo! I'll suck you whenever you want Jeremy! I just love your cock in my mouth!" Mom exclaimed.

"I love it in your mouth too! In your hot pussy! And in your tight ass!" I crowed exuberantly.

"You've already had my pussy today. Now my mouth. Too bad we don't have time for a trifecta!"

Yeah, too bad!

"Well, two out of three ain't bad!"

Mom resumed sucking my cock head before proceeding to take more of my length in her mouth. She managed two-thirds easily before she began to gag. She wasn't trying to get it all in her mouth and down her throat, but she was struggling to get more than she usually could get. Her thick saliva trailed when she pulled her mouth off, using it to stroke me firmly with her hand. Mom took me between her lips again, stroked with her tight grip, and sucked me with her wonderful mouth. Hand and lips met mid-shaft and retreated to either end of my dick before going to meet again. This dual action felt incredible!

"Mommy wants you to cum in her mouth! I want to taste your delicious cum! Fill my mouth with your seed Jeremy!"

"Keep going like that and it won't be long mom!" I lauded her. This gave her added incentive as she used a twisting stroke now and extra suction as she lifted her head.

"Go on mom! You're going to make me fill your slutty mouth with my cream!" I goaded her to greater efforts.

Her eyes were wide in anticipation of my gusher as she worked fervently. Her free hand then grabbed my balls and mom began to roll them in her fingers. Gently, but still firmly enough to be moderately uncomfortable.

"Be careful with those! Especially if you want any grandkids!" I teased her semi-seriously. Her hold didn't lessen, and the look she gave me as she continued to bounce her head on half my dick increased in intensity. Mom was serious about milking my cum from my balls!

"Shit mom! I'm getting close! Keep going, keep ... going!" I growled.

I had been holding back, struggling to keep from unleashing my load too quickly, as I found it made it more intense when I did cum. Mom was just as focused on getting me to release my delicious creamy reward for her to savor! Could mom suck me harder than I could restrain myself?

Of course she could!

"God mom! I'm cummmming! Fuck, I'm cumming!" I jerked my hips upward, forcing more of my dick in mom's mouth unexpectedly. She gurgled and pulled her head up so she could receive my cum in her mouth and not half down her throat. She really wanted to taste me! Her stroking hand squeezed tightly as it now traveled the full length of my shaft, truly milking my cum through my dick!

Mom kept sucking as the last dregs of my balls emptied into her mouth, eager not to miss a drop. She may have even sucked the beginnings of my next load from me!

"Ah!" She sighed loudly when she finished cleaning me. It was unnecessary, but she slowly licked her lips and finished with a smack. "Tasty!"

"Mom, you are truly incredible!" I exulted her.

"Why, thank you Jeremy! You're not too bad yourself." Mom grinned widely at me. She patted my bare thigh. "Now get up and get dressed before the dynamic duo arrive."

As I rose, I kissed mom on the forehead. "Thank you mom! I really needed that!"

"So did I, but I don't appreciate you skipping school to do it!"

"I shouldn't skip so I can give you a good fuck?"

"Don't try to put this on me! No, you shouldn't miss school to come home and take care of your lonely mother!" She admonished me. I could tell she was only half-serious though. That she was serious in any measure after having such great sex was warning enough for me.

I dressed and headed up to my room to catch up on some of my accumulated homework, and in a short while, I heard the loud commotion that indicated Johnny and Jojo's arrival. Johnny of course had to rush to his room to check on Ralph and Explosion. I didn't know if Jojo had given her mermaid and unicorn names. My hula dancer was very obviously a Marguerite!

I returned downstairs shortly before dinner, greeted my father in the living room, and as I entered the kitchen to get something to drink I found mom in my arms. We kissed for only a couple minutes. As mom moved away from me, I gave her ass a slap, letting my fingers linger there after contact. Mom grinned sexily at me over her shoulder. As I entered the living room again, carrying my sports drink I caught a glimpse of mom down the hall and out of view of dad and my siblings sprawled on the floor. She had opened her blouse and her bra-less tits hung free! She wiggled her body, making her tits dance wonderfully for me. She turned and half bent over, lifting her skirt to shake her thong covered ass at me. She'd changed her panties again! I sensed, but not heard, her giggle as she went on towards her bedroom. Oh, how I wanted to follow her there!

She still blew me kisses when she could and sneak real ones whenever possible. When in the same room we each made a conscious effort to keep our distance, but given the opportunity of our distracted, or unaware family members, we would pounce on each other. Even if only to draw our fingers over the other's body.

After dinner, I reluctantly had to return to my room to do homework. I didn't want mom to discover how far behind I had gotten with our recent activities. Skipping Monday hadn't affected my workload much, but the previous few weeks surely hadn't helped! I did let myself get distracted a few times with Marguerite's charms! I had decided that I didn't want to know how my snow globe worked. It would lessen the wonder of my beautiful hula girl!

A knock on my open door brought me back from the horrors of World War I and the exuberant times of the 1920's. History really went from one extreme to the other!

"Whatcha doing?" Of course it was mom.

"History homework. Why? Did you have a nookie craving?" I gave her my best charming smile.

"I might, but we can't do anything now. You know that." Her downward glance made her look demure and yet seductive.

I knew our desire didn't care about what we should and shouldn't do.

"No, I was just interested in your father's present. I haven't had a chance for you to show me yet."

"Oh. Shut the door and hit the lights." I got up and got my gift. I turned it on and gave it a shake after mom turned off the switch.

She watched with curiosity at the snowflakes on the walls and then the illusionary hula dancer and her vanishing clothes.

"Interesting. It's definitely something your father would buy. Do you really like it?" Mom seemed actually unsure.

"It's not something I would have picked out, but yeah, I do. It's touristy, but high tech. Simple, but magical. If you don't try to figure it out. Which I've decided not to do. And look at her, she's hot and naked!"

"I could be naked." Mom said simply.

"How I wish you were mom." We couldn't start something now. We really couldn't.

"Even after this afternoon, I do want more." Her voice had a tinge of hunger to it. A hunger for me apparently.

"Mom. The others are just downstairs." My door was closed, but that wouldn't protect us.

"Oh, I know. I know we can't. That doesn't mean I don't want to."

"I always want to mom. Even if my body can't."

"Aw, honey." Mom sighed wistfully. "Well, I should let you get back to your work. I just wanted to see your gift. And you."

The real reason for her visit came to light.

I stood and crossed the room in half a second.

Our kiss broke ten minutes later with our loud breathing.

"I should go." Mom said looking towards the door, her body still pressed against mine.

"You probably should." I hadn't moved either.

Dad's voice calling out unlocked our ability to move again.

"Well ... um ..." Mom said.

I gave her another very short kiss, her eyes fluttering as my lips touched hers. I reached for the door and opened it. Mom turned with a stuttered step, half turned back to me, and then resolved herself to leave. I watched as she disappeared around the corner and down the hall to the stairs.

My history book seemed all that much drier now.

I did go back downstairs much later, ostentatiously for some water, of which I could have gotten in the upstairs bathroom, but I had to see mom again. She joined me in the kitchen while the other three watched pratfalls on TV. We did nothing we shouldn't have, but our fingers connected and lingered together while I filled my glass, our eyes locked together. I took a large drink, too large, as I slopped some on my shirt. Mom's fingers were on my chest wiping uselessly at the wet spots.

"Night, mom." I said quietly. In my mind, we were kissing to make a romance novel jealous.

"Goodnight Jeremy. Sleep well." Mom said equally quiet.

I passed back through the living room and wished dad a goodnight.

"Going to bed already?" He glanced at the clock.

"No, not yet. Just slogging through some homework before I crash. But I won't be back down again."

"Well, goodnight then. Don't stay up too late. It's better to study with a fresh mind. Cramming never works, trust me I know."

"Okay, thanks dad."

I glanced longingly at mom and I saw her eyes follow me.

I tossed and turned before I fell asleep that night.

As close as mom and I were becoming, or as naughty also, there was also a playful side. To my chagrin.

I came home from school Thursday, without skipping any classes. Mom was there to greet me with abundant kisses, but we did nothing more. My brother and sister came home. The three of us did some homework. Mom did whatever it was that she does that we didn't appreciate her for doing. Dad came home. We had a normal dinner. After dinner, Johnny and Jojo talked dad into playing a board game with them. I regretfully declined as I still had homework to do (I really was that far behind!) and mom said she had dishes to do. She said this, but she had a wicked grin on her face as she nodded to me towards the dining room of which we rarely used. Only when we had guests over or for big holiday meals.

I knew mom was up to something. And since it included me, I assumed it meant sex. Dad and my siblings were sitting around the coffee table playing their game, so I wondered what mom had in mind with the others so close. I assumed that we wouldn't be having sex. Or, much of anything else for that matter. Mom may have gotten bolder since our weekend, but she hadn't gone insane. Or maybe she had? I cautiously followed her into the dim room.

I stood there dumbly as mom approached me.

Mom was wearing a tight-knit sweater with abstract patterns on it that hugged mom's matronly charms. Or it showed off her nice tits! The snug yoga-type leggings mom wore showed off her equally nice ass! My eyes followed her curvy figure as she moved in front of me.

"Do you like what I'm wearing today Jeremy?" She said as she did a twirl.

"Mom, you look great in whatever you have on. Or don't have on!" I quipped.

She ran her hands over her chest. My eyes followed her fingers. She turned her back to me and barely bent forward, but it was enough to accentuate her posterior curves. She dragged her hands over each smooth cheek. I licked my lips. Not with desire, but to catch my drool. Mom stepped back until her ass touched my groin. One that was twitching its approval. Mom wiggled her ass against me, causing my blood to drain down to my dick. I was rock solid in moments!

Mom spoke then in a slutty school girlish voice, playful and seductive.

"I feel a lump in your pants Jeremy. Is mommy's ass getting her son's dick hard? Am I giving you an erection? That's so wrong of your mommy!"

It felt awfully right to me!

I still had no idea of what mom was up to, so I let her continue her teasing.

"It feels sooo big! Do you have a banana in there? Mommy loves bananas! Or is it a salami? I do love a big hunk of meat even more!"

I struggled to keep from grabbing mom there and throwing her to the floor and giving her my big hunk of meat!

"Mommy, Johnny's cheating and daddy won't stop him!" Jojo whined, entering the room unnoticed.

I coughed, my steel cock digging into mom's firm ass.

Mom merely said, "Then why don't you cheat too, honey?"

Which wasn't a very parental answer, but considering the fact that my mom was rubbing her ass on her oldest son's dick in his pants while her husband was in the next room, probably should have excluded her from any morality questions. I certainly wasn't going to contradict her.

I just wanted to dick her!

Jojo went running back to the other room, "Mommy said I could cheat too!"

I had to wonder what dad's response to that would be, but not his response to mom's cheating!

Mom resumed her ass grinding. I was sure that she would have stopped after her daughter's intrusion. Not that I was complaining!

Mom turned, and as she stared deep into my eyes, she placed her palm on my lump and massaged my jeans.

"Your mommy is being very naughty Jeremy! I can be very good at being bad!"

I stared at her wordlessly.

What could I say?

"It feels like your weenie would like to come out and play. It's too bad he can't. Someone might see us!" Mom cooed.

Someone had already seen us!

Her hand rubbing my cock had me groaning softly.

"Do you like that honey? Is mommy's hand making your dick feel good? Like I did that night on the loveseat? When you pumped your delicious cum into my hand and I licked it up in front of my sister. Do you remember that night?"

How could I forget! That was the night that changed my life forever!

"Do you want to cum on mommy's hand dear? So I can lick it up like a sexy kitten." She purred.

I was incapable of answering. All my focus was on her hand caressing my straining dick!

"It's too bad that you can't. That would be so naughty! Do you like your naughty mommy?" I just stared. "It feels like you do. Your dick is sooo hard for mommy. Mommy likes your hard dick. I love it so much!"

Clearly!

Mom grabbed my dick as much as she could through my jeans. I grabbed the table behind me with both hands.

"Mommy loves Jeremy's big hard cock! I wish we could let it out so I could see it. So I could run my tongue over it, lick up and down over it. Would you like that honey? Do you want your mommy to lick your hard cock?"

"Uh."

I didn't know if it was a rhetorical question, but right then my brain was quite scrambled by mom's actions.

Mom knelt down and looked up at me with wide seductive eyes, her emerald jewels glowing in her sockets.

She glanced at the other room as if she could see the rest of the family through the wall. Her eyes returned to my face as it neared my crotch. She pressed her cheek against my straining dick, rubbing her face along it. She blinked her eyes so sexily up at me. Mom was now the definition of a vixen!

"I so wish I could lick your dick Jeremy. Is that wrong for your mommy? Should mommy lick your dick?"

My throat was too dry to attempt to answer, even if I could form any words in response.

Mom's tongue darted out and ran along the prominent ridge my cock made in my pants.

"I would lick it like this! And this."

Mom was licking my dick as if my pants didn't exist! The super-sensitivity of my dick right then made it feel like they didn't.

"Do you like your mommy licking your big cock Jeremy?"

Duh!

I finally had to respond somehow. I started to unbutton my pants. I needed mom to suck me, regardless of the nearness of dad and my brother and sister. It wouldn't matter, I would only last about ten seconds in mom's mouth right then!

Mom grabbed my hands and batted them away.

"We can't do that here. I'm your mother. It wouldn't be right for me to blow you right out in the open like that!"

With what she was doing, she might as well be!

I knew that she was using the taboo of what she was doing to get us both excited. It certainly was working!

"Is your mommy licking your dick going to make you cum, honey? Do you want to shoot your tasty semen in your mommy's mouth?" She continued to lick up the length of my enshrouded shaft.

I pictured her as she had blown me so many times before. I could also picture her without her clothes as she knelt before me running her tongue over my throbbing cock.

"Is your naughty slutty mom going to make you cum? Are you ready to explode, honey?"

If my cock had a trigger, it would have had a hair trigger. And mom's tongue would be running over it!

Mom grabbed my balls through my jeans, grasping them as she could through the thick fabric.

"Is this where all you delicious cum is? Do you have a nice big load for your mommy? It feels like you do!"

It felt like I did to me too!

"Are you going to shoot your tasty cream because of your nasty mommy?"

I was going to die if I didn't!

She blinked her eyes at me again. It was almost unbelievable that this was my mom!

She kept running her tongue all over my cock, lapping at me with long exaggerated licks, dampening my jeans with her saliva. My boxers had to be soaked with my pre-cum with the way my dick was pulsing in my pants!

"Do you love your nasty, naughty mommy licking your hard cock Jeremy? Are you just going to explode because of your slutty mommy?"

Damn straight I was!

I could feel my balls burning beneath her tickling fingers. Whether she was actually going to suck me or not, I was going to cum very soon!

"Damn mom!" I finally was able to articulate.

"Cum for mommy Jeremy! Cum for your nasty slutty mommy!"

"Fuck!" I whispered as my cock burst in my pants.

Mom's one hand was cupping my boiling balls, the other was massaging over my shaft, while mom looked up at me with her tongue over my denim-covered cock head as if she was ready to receive my load.