My Mom's The Best! [Pt. 2]
February 15th, 2009
I woke up to a huge shaking sensation, Mom was trying to get my dick out of her cum-filled ass. It made me want to shoot another load into her, but I somehow managed to hold off, just for a bit longer.
When she finally managed to separate us, I quickly went into the shower, and as I was starting to rub my cock to the feeling of what we did last night, she knocked on the door.
"Joey, can I come in?" She asked, souding like a shy schoolgirl meeting her crush.
"Uh, sure..." I said, hoping she would just pee and leave.
"I thought since we actually did that last night, that we might as well shower together, you know, like a couple."
My soft dick immediatly went hard after hearing those last few words.
Are we going to do that again? Will she be less hesitant when-if we do? DOES she really mean it, or is she just confused and doesn't mean a thing?
"Joey, Can I come in?" She asked.
"You are in." I replied.
"No, I mean in the shower?"
"Oh- Urg- Um Yeah, sure, come on in." I said, tripping over my words.
"Are you still hard?" She asked, staring at my rock hard shaft.
"No- I- Thats- You see- Uhh.." I didn't know what to say.
Mom just stood there, thinking. She started to say something and stopped, she repeated this for a few minutes before she finally spat it out.
"Joey, we can't do this anymore." She jumped out of the shower and ran out the bathroom door, down the hall.
"But- I- We- Please-" I said so softly, I could barely hear it.
I finished scraping all of my dry sperm off of my balls and my thighs, and quickly ran to my room, gabbing a few clothes that were in the dresser, and I headed out to find Mom. If she enjoyed last night so much, then maybe, just maybe I can get her to do it with me just one more time.
Mom was sitting on the couch, staring at the coffee table, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the couch.
"Please don't talk to me right now." She spat.
Things went like this for weeks well months, we didn't really speak much, I popped out a few questions about that night, and if we could do it again. Nothing changed until the Friday of May 29th, the last day of school.
"I'm home!" I shouted as I walked into the door, time to enjoy my first day of summer!
Mom was in the bathroom, crying, she was balling so loud, that she didn't even hear me come into the house.
"Mom, what's wrong?!" I shouted, loud enough for the neighbors to hear me.
She didn't say anything, she just handed me a pregnancy test and continued crying. My heart sank to the ground when I saw the result.
I'm going to be a father.
I didn't know how to react, I mean, If you impreginated your own mother, how'd you feel?
When she finally calmed down enough to come out of the bathroom, I asked her what will she do with it.
"I'm thinking abortion, then having my eggs removed." She finally said.
So we might do it again? I really wanted to ask, but I didn't want to ruin it, but if we are doing it again, I really hope that her pussy was shaved like it was the last time we did it...
"Well, look on the bright side," she said, sniffing. "I may be your mother, but atleast you got the first girl you slept with pregnant. Not many men can say that."
"I- I guess you're right." I said, not sure if she was serious, or kidding.
The next morning, I woke up at 11:38 after a long night of watching movies in my room. Mom walked in and she looked like she saw god.
"Joey, I got the abortion."
"Um- Okay?" I said. How in the hell did she get one so fast?
"Just thought I'd let you know."
She walked out of the room. I just couldn't stop from thinking that she really wants my cock, but of course, this is coming from a horny 15 year old who fucked and impregnated his own mother.
The feelings I had that night where indescribable. All I know is that I want that back. I wanted to spend every night in her bed, making love, then get up and do it all over again, but knowing my luck, that wont happen.
June 17th, 2009
I heard moans coming from Mom's room, this may be my chance, Me birthday's tomorrow. My heart was racing, I wanted her again so bad, that I jerked off to her every night since that Februrary morning.
I slowly opened the door, she had a vibrator and had it halfway in, and when she looked up at me, she quickly looked up at me and covered herself in all of the blankets she could grab.
"What are you doing?!" She screamed, starttled.
"I was wondering-"
"You are my son, not my fuck buddy!"
"Mom, that's the thing, I want to be your... fuck buddy..." It's still hard to talk dirty in front of my mom, even though I'm turning 16 tomorrow.
"Joey what don't you get about WE CAN'T?!"
"I know it's illegal, but I don't see why we can't, I mean I love you and you love me, and by the way you acted a few months ago, you really enjoyed it." Why am I still going?
"Son, we can't. I love you as a son, and nothing more." She lied.
"Mom, I know you are lying." I told her with a grin. "Although, with you being horny, you are a very good liar."
"I'm NOT lying."
"Then why are you biting your lips?"
"Uh- They're chapped."
"Okay then, let me help with that. I leaned in to kiss her.
She tried to push me back, but much like in February, she backed off, and she gave in to my kiss, and she started leaning in it too.
As we where kissing, I grabed the vibrator that was still in her vagina, and I slowly pushed it in and out.
Hearing her moan, nearly made my cum inside my own pants. She undid my button and zipper, and she slowly slid my completly solid cock. She spat on the head, and before she put in in her mouth, she motioned me to her pussy and we started the 69.
She only had to give me a BJ for 39 seconds, because by that time, all of the excitement made me blow my load. Mom had a hard time swallowing it all. After she swallowed the last drop, I realized that I haven't even started on her yet, but she didn't want to continue with it.
She got up and layed down on the bed, flat on her back, her pussy and legs hanging off the bed. I jumped at the opprotunity and I completly rushed my dick into her. And to tell the truth, it didn't feel as good as it did when I teased her with the head, but it was too late for that, I was about to blow another load, if there was any sperm left in my body. We continued for about 7 minutes (wow!), but ended up collapsing in exaustion.
There was a knock at the door, but we both where too exausted to get up and answer it.