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An Unexpected Love

By: dreamcatcher549



 This story of course is complete fiction, to anyone out there that this resembles it is not intentional. Of course you should always practice safe sex, this is pure fantasy. 

As anyone else would when I look back on my life, I wonder was my life a full and happy one. Do you look at the glass is it half empty or half full. Mine was half empty until I met him.

It was a hot summers day I had spent the day at the beach catching waves, they were breaking hard all day long. The beach was full of surfers and swimmers, it was a typical summer day, then sitting astride my board watching others in the pipe, cresting a major wave there he was. 

His ride was just right he was working the board and having a good ride. I had never seen him here before and couldn't help but watch him, his shoulder length sandy blonde hair whipping behind him, even in his wet suit I could tell he had a good body, a surfers body. Mind you at that time I wasn't gay nor had I had any gay intentions, but I get ahead of myself here I should start at the beginning instead of the middle.

My name is Ryland, I live in San Clemente California. At the ripe old age of 18 I was working two jobs to support myself and my girlfriend Angie. We had dated all through high school and the last two months of our senior year we found out she was pregnant. 

Myself I didn't have the greatest childhood and wanted better for my child, so we did the right thing. We moved into an apartment together, we decided that getting married wasn't an option for us our relationship was strained as it was it didn't need a marriage to make it even more stressful. 

I worked at a carwash until 8, then went to work at a restaurant until midnight or better nearly every night. Angie worked too until she had to quit when it became too hard for her to work when she was so far along. 

We both had wanted to go to college, those plans of course were put on the back burner when she got pregnant. Raising a baby and working was all we were going to have time for at the moment. 

Christmas Eve she went into labor, she was in such pain I didn't know what to do. I was no more ready for this than she was but there it was or I should say there he was. A son, Thomas John.

We were so happy to have him finally here, he was a good baby. We took him everywhere with us. We had graduated high school and became parents all in the same year, we both ended up having to get full time jobs, it was really hard for a while we hardly saw each other, our shifts were staggered so that one of us was with T.J. at all times, we didn't have any extra money for babysitters.

Then it got to the point that we didn't go out, we didn't see our friends, and I hardly got a chance to go surfing. Taking care of T.J. and working, it was taking a real toll on Angie and I. we were constantly fighting about one thing or another, we didn't sleep together hardly at all.

T.J. was about two when things in our home changed, she started going out a lot with her friends leaving T.J. with our neighbor Mrs. Holland. I would come home from work and find a note on the door to go pick him up. Things were starting to get out of hand, I heard rumors that she was seeing some guy that she met at a bar. Our last fight came a few weeks later, the next morning I woke up to find that she had left in the middle of the night, she packed her stuff and just left. No note, no nothing, she just walked out me and our son.

Becoming a single father overnight was almost more than I could handle, if it hadn't been for Mrs. Holland (Marge) I don't know what I would have done. She helped me by taking care of T.J. during the day while I worked. I had to find another job that paid more and had better hours. Luckily I found one with a construction firm, I started out as a laborer and the pay was pretty good.

We did everything together, on my days off which weren't many I took him to the beach. At three I took him out on my board and he took to it like a fish to water. He was a real natural. I took him out as often as I could. 

It had been a long time since I had anytime to myself, Marge was going to her sisters in the valley and asked if she could take T.J. with her, her sisters grandchildren were coming to her farm for her birthday and she thought that T.J. would love to see the horses, cows and other animals. It took some convincing on her part we had never been apart from each other since he was born but I relented and allow him to go.

"Please Ryland, take this time to yourself. You have been working so hard since Angie left. He will be just fine with me and he has never seen a real farm before it will be a real learning experience for him."

"Alright, I give. Are you sure you really want to do this, you know what a handful he can be?"

"I am sure, he will be fine and there will other kids there. He needs to be around other kids his own age now Ryland."

"I know, you keep telling me this."

"You are a great father Ryland I have to hand it to you it's not every guy that would have been able to hold it together after she left. Raising your son on your own, working and keeping things going for him. You are one of a kind and I am very proud of you."

"Thank you, I could never have done it without you. You have been more of a grandmother for T.J. than just a babysitter and I appreciate more than you know what you have done for us. When Angie left I thought it was the end of the world, you helped me pull my head out of my ass and get started on the business of being a good father."

"You two are the most important men in my lives, when Artie died I had no one else besides my sister, with no children of my own. You have been like a son to me, and I love that boy in there."

I hugged her and she laughed, "look at us getting all nostalgic you would think we were coming back or something. It's only for a few days and you and T.J. could use the break from each other."

"You promise that you'll call every night, let him call my cell when ever he wants day or night alright."

"You have my word. Now lets get his things together I want to leave first thing in the morning."

That morning was really hard on me, I had never been away from him, nor him from me. He was really excited I could tell, he could hardly sit still when I was buckling him into his booster seat. I kissed him and hugged Marge, she got in the car and then they were gone. My heart felt like it was being torn out I nearly ran after the car. But I didn't, I did need this break, I had thought about it all night. I hadn't even had a date in God knows how long. No time, and no real desire to. Angie's leaving had really hurt me terribly the way she had left T.J.

We haven't heard from her in the last two years, T.J. was nearly five and getting ready to start kindergarten. It's hard to believe it has been that long ago.

I threw my long board in the back of the truck with my wet suit and headed down to the beach for a day of surfing. I hadn't been able to do that on my own since I found out that I was going to be a father.

The waves were breaking hard when I got there, the beach was a bit crowded so I headed down to the next inlet. There weren't too many people there. I hit a few good rides, it felt great to not have to worry about what time I got done, to not even think about time. 

I was just relaxing sitting on my board, just watching the others ride the waves, when I saw this guy break off from the others. He had a ride going, he was working his board like a pro, he was amazing.

I caught the next wave into the beach, I got out and unzipped my wet suit. I started back to the truck, he was standing there by my truck. I tossed my wet suit into the back of the truck and dropped the gate and put my board in. Sitting on the gate I began to towel myself off.

I looked over and he was looking at me I looked away quickly. I looked back over and he had taken off his suit. His body was breath taking, his abs were tight, he was lean and not too muscular. His shoulder length sandy hair, blue eyes were striking against his tan. What in the hell was I thinking, and turned away.

"Hey, you caught a pretty good wave out there."

"Yeah, you too. You work your board like a pro, you been surfing a long time?"

"All my life it seems, I did tour the pro circuit for a while when I was younger, I had to give it up when I got hurt. That was a long time ago though, it feels good to be back on a board again. By the way my name is Jaime," he said holding his hand out. 

I took his hand, "I'm Ryland, nice to meet you. Wait Jaime, are you Jaime Wade?"

"Yeah that's me."

"Wow, I was just finishing high school when you were pro. You got hurt during a competition somewhere overseas wasn't it?"

"Yeah I was in Singapore, a earthquake hit and caused a tsunami, I tried to ride the big wave it took me out, I got two broken legs, a broken wrist, and a bruised brain for my trouble. I lost my ride after that because the doctors said that couldn't surf professionally again."

"Wow that's pretty harsh. What did you do then?"

"Well I went back to school and now I am a architect, I always liked drawing too, I guess one passion turned into a different one. Lives change, people change, my life is pretty good. I haven't been on a board in years, I have taken a few days off and decided to give it a try and see how it goes. It was like riding a bike, it felt great."

"Your right about life and people they can change right in front of your eyes and you wouldn't even know it."

"You sound as if you have had some experience in that arena."

"Your right on that one."

"Hey I was going to go get something to eat, would you like to join me and have a few beers or something?"

"Well, I guess so. I need to go home and change first I don't live far if you want to follow me."

"Sure, that would be great we can leave my truck there and take yours since you know this area."

"Sure, fine follow me then."

I got in the truck and headed for home, I couldn't believe what I was doing. Of course it was just dinner and a beer between guys who just met and have the same interests. We got to the house and we went inside. I hurried into the bedroom to change.

"You have a great place here."

"Thanks, yeah I have lived here for about six years now."

"Who's this," he said picking up a picture of T.J. and me.

"That's my son, T.J. he is away for the weekend with my neighbor."

"You married?"

"No, never married. His mother and I were high school sweethearts, when she got pregnant. It lasted two years then she took off."

"She left her son?"

"She left us both. If you don't mind I'd rather not talk about it. He's a great kid, he's almost five now. He loves to surf I took him out when he was three, he loved it."

"That's great. You ready?"

"Sure lets go."

We went down to the local bar and grill, had steaks and several beers. We got to talking, he was amazed that we were both basically in the same field, he designed homes I helped build them. He was a really nice guy, he told me about some of the surf competitions he had been in. 

I relented and talked about Angie and me, how she had cheated on me and took off, about the struggle to be both a mom and a dad to T.J., we had been talking for such a long time we didn't notice the time. So we headed back to the house, I invited him in for a last cold one. We sat on the couch and continued our conversation. I asked him about girls he had met on the circuit and he kind of went quiet.

"What's wrong Jaime?"

"Nothing really, I guess I should tell you something more about myself. You see I'm gay, I didn't much care for the girls on the circuit, just the guys."

"Oh, I see," I guess I was a little weirded out.

"Does it bother you that I am gay?"

"No of course it doesn't, I guess it's just, oh never mind. Do you want another beer?"

"Yeah sure, thanks," he said handing me his empty bottle.

I went out into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator. I just couldn't believe it, he was gay. What did that mean to me because that fact made me happy, made me smile. I was so confused I didn't know what to do next. I don't know how long I was standing there because the next thing I knew Jaime was tapping me on the shoulder.

"You okay man?"

"Oh shit, damn I'm sorry. Here you go," I said handing him the beer.

"Look I'm pretty trashed, would you mind if I slept on the couch. I promise I will be out of here in the morning. Probably before you even get up I am a early riser."

"No, hey that's fine. Your right you shouldn't be driving, I will go get you a pillow and blanket. Be right back."

Lying in my bed I couldn't sleep no matter how much beer I had had. He was here and so close I just couldn't stop my head from thinking about him, what I was doing thinking about him in that way, what it would do to my life to my sons life to make such a change. 

The moonlight was streaming through the blinds it was a beautiful night and it had been a wonderful day. I hoped T.J. was being good for Marge and I sent a small prayer up that he was sleeping well and safe. Then I heard a crash coming from the living room. I ran out to what was happening.

When came into the room Jaime was on the floor shaking and flopping about. I knew he was in some kind of a seizure. I rolled him on his side and tried to hold him. It seemed like a long time but it was less than a minute and he had stopped, I checked his breathing and his pulse and he seemed to be fine. He opened his eyes and looked up at me.

"Are you alright, what happened."

"I'm fine Ryland really, I have seizures a lot when I drink too much. Could you hand me my pants?"

"Sure," I said handing him his pants I reached for the bottle of water that was sitting on the coffee table.

"Thanks. Um are you okay?" he said taking some medication.

"Yes, it's you I'm worried about."

"Is that why you were crying when I woke up?"

"I was?" I had no idea that I had been until he said that.

"Yes, you okay?"

"I am if you are I was so worried."

He took me into his arms then and held me, I couldn't help but allow it and sigh at his touch on my skin. He released me, when I looked up his face was in front of mine, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. I pulled away I couldn't believe I had just done that and waited for his response. Which was to take me in his arms and kiss me again, more passionately. I returned his kiss with equal passion. Our hands began moving over each others bodies in heightened passion. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him back, I stood up, I held my hand out. He stood and we walked to the bedroom.

We quickly embraced, kissing and touching each other. We removed what clothes we had on, returned to holding each other, and fell across the bed still holding each other. Jaime rolled over on top of me he looked down at me. I had no more control, I smiled and placed my hands on his ass pressing him to me.

I just went with the feelings I was having, we held each other touching one another's bodies, he kissed down my chest, sucked on each of my nipples, slid his tongue down my skin until he got to my cock, he licked the tip, then sucked it into his mouth. I moaned with pleasure and held onto his head as he moved my cock in and out of his mouth. 

"Do you like that?"

"Yes," I said breathlessly as he took me deep into his throat.

"Do you want to try?" 

"I don't know what to do, you will have to help me."

"Do what you think feels good for you, do only what you feel comfortable doing, there isn't any rush to do more unless it's what you want. Okay?"

I moved over to him, stroking his cock, I lowered my head to him. Licking the tip of him I sucked on it, then opened my mouth. I took as much of him as I could without gagging. It felt good in a strange way, I had no clue I could do what I was doing with a man and be okay with it. I don't know how long we had been holding and touching, pleasuring each other before Jaime rolled onto his side pulling me with him into a spoon position, he reached for my cock and placed it to his hole, looking back at me he gave a nod and I pushed my cock into him. I stopped for a moment after the head pop in, then pushed more of it inside. Thrusting my hips forward the pleasure of him was so intense, his ass was so tight on my cock I couldn't hardly believe it.

All of this felt good and right, our bodies moving together as if we were one person, his loving touches, passionate kisses. I have never felt so loved in all my life. He made everything seem like it was going to be so simple, true and good. We made love for hours, after we laid there in each others arms, touching and talking.

"Are you okay with what just happened Ry."

"Unbelievably, yes. It was the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life, I can't believe that I feel this way, about you."

"And how is that?"

"Attracted to another man, to do what we just did, to have feelings of passion for you."

"It's not wrong Ry, it can't be wrong when it feels so right, can it?"

"No, and it does feel right Jaime. I don't know why I feel this way about you I just do, and it's so weird to me because I don't feel attracted to other men, just you."

"I know this is all new for you, we can take it slow if that is good for you. But I really want to get know you and your son, if that is something you would like?"

"Yes, I would like that. How am I going to explain this to T.J., I don't know what to do about that?"

"We will take it slow, start out with letting him get to know me first. I promise I won't touch you or kiss you in front of him until he is comfortable with the whole situation."

"Alright, but I don't know about you not kissing me, I kind of like it."

"I won't kiss you where he can see us, how about that?"

"Works for me, um well you know I don't see him here right now."

"I don't either," he said taking me into his arms he kissed me with more passion than I could have imagined having with anyone.

The next morning I woke up with his arms wrapped around me, the phone rang. It was T.J. he was so excited about his trip, he had gotten to ride a pony, feed the goats, and get eggs from the chickens. I had never heard him so happy. Today Marge was going to take him to the zoo, he said that he missed me and that he would be home soon. I talked to Marge and she said that he was being very good, and had no problems adjusting to being away from me. I was glad to hear it. I hoped that when he learned about how different our lives were going to be that he would adjust just as well. I hoped I could adjust too.

I looked over at Jaime and he was looking at me with a smile on his face, he leaned over kissed me gently got up and headed to the bathroom.

Marge asked if I was alright I told her yes, that something had happened while they were gone but that I would talk to her about it when they got back. She said that they were going to stay an extra day if it was okay with me, I looked at the bathroom door and said yes. We hung up and I went to the bathroom door, opening it I found him in the shower, joining him we soaped each other, kissed, touched each other. 

After our shower I fixed a quick breakfast, we had eggs, toast and coffee on the patio and talked about what we were going to do today.

"Well what would you like to do today?"

"As long as I'm with you it really doesn't matter," I said holding his hand.

"How about a drive up the coast we can take the boards we find a prime spot we can hit the waves?"

"Sounds great."

"We can stop by my place so I can get a change of clothes, we can go from there."

We got to his house it was a great Spanish style home, once inside it was just as beautiful as the outside. I walked out on the deck and Jaime came up behind me putting his arms around me, kissing the side of my neck. I can't explain the feelings that I was having for him, I don't know how you can out of the blue become someone totally opposite of what you once were. The only thing I can attribute it to is loneliness and isolation. But then that doesn't even amount to the right answer either. I was attracted to him there is no changing that fact, and the feelings I have when he touches me, when he kisses me, when he makes love to me, I was falling in love with him, it's crazy I know but it is how he makes me feel.


An Unexpected Love



This is my first story ever, i don't know much about story writing, forgive me.

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Neil started his day like he normally would, toilet, breakfast, school. Neil is now 18, his parents died in a car crash 3 months ago. His father, Ryan Goldsteen, was an investment banker and had invested very wisely, allowing Neil to never worry about money, ever. This didn't stop Neil from wanting an education; he felt the need to live up to his father's expectations.

Neil is a handsome young man, he is 6 foot, and is of medium build with large muscular arms. He is currently in his last year of high school at Pineview public high school. Neil decided to go to Pineview as his father had gone there as a child also, his father regularly donate money to the school, and in the memory of his father, Neil did this also. His donations allowed the school to remain open and for all the teachers to appreciate his presence at the school. 

Neil was an exemplar student, on time, kind, funny, sweet and happy. However this changed 3 months ago, the death of his parents had a delayed effect on Neil, he was no longer the kind person he used to be, he became sad and brittle. This side of Neil showed itself on many occasions in class, he would be kicked out on numerous occasions for back talking and being generally disrespectful.

On a sunny Friday, during lunch time, Neil felt he had enough of the school day and was heading towards his father's Audi R8, his father seemed to love the car as a son, Neil ensured that he did so as well, cleaning it and servicing it himself just like his father had taught him when he was young. The school idiot and bully came behind Neil and spat

"Leaving to see your mother Neil? Oh wait... She's dead!"

Neil's anger exploded, he removed the socket wrench in his bag, George began to run away, however Neil caught up and began to pound away at George. Neil didn't stop, George was constantly abusing Neil, Neil let all the other taunts pass by, this time George had gone too far. It took 5 people to pull Neil away from George, the result was a trip to the ICU for George and 2 months rehabilitation, Neil was given punishment in the form of detention and community service, he was granted leniency because of grief. Due to his violent assault on George, Neil had to move classes that had George in them; this meant he would be moved into Ms Hart's history class.

Neil didn't mind Ms Hart, he knew that she was good looking and recently divorced, she told people that she was 28, she was really 32 with long dark hair, full chest and healthy toned body as she would run nearly every day to stay in shape. Kate Hart was nothing short of drop dead gorgeous, as part of Neil's punishment he was assigned a teacher to which he must speak to everyday after school for a minimum of 2 hours, this was recommended by the judge in order to help Neil cope with the loss of his family and his exploding anger.

Neil didn't need any guidance or anyone to talk to, he knew what he had done and when all the students filed out of Ms Hart's class he sat down near the back and waited for her to begin the conversation.

"Neil, I have been appointed to talk to you about..." 

Neil cut her off with a sharp comment

"I don't need to talk to anyone about what happened, I beat George to an inch of his life with a wrench because he mocked the memory of my mother, someone who I loved deeply, who I miss with each passing second, I don't think you would understand any of the pain I'm going through." 

With that he got up and began to leave.

Kate was not happy with his attitude and told him to take a seat or she would call the judge and he would be thrown in jail. Neil didn't want a record, he reluctantly sat and stared his teacher in the eyes and she began to talk about anger and loss.

"Neil, listen, I know what you are feeling, the anger, I caught my husband with another woman in our marital bed, he didn't try to conceal her from me. He simply got up and forced divorce papers in my face, he didn't show any regret or remorse" Said an unhappy Kate as she reflected all the memories of her failed marriage.

Neil gave his sympathy to his teacher, he genuinely felt sorry for her. Her husband had taken everything from her, she was living with a friend and her teaching job barely covered her half of the rent, she had to sell her car and most of her possessions including her old family jewellery. Tears started to well up in Kate's eyes as wounds resurfaced, Neil became distressed and hugged her.

"Listen Ms Hart, if you can open up like that to me, I will use the same effort in each of our sessions, I promise" said Neil and he ran his fingers through Kate's hair while she hugged him.

Kate had felt she won a victory with Neil, he promised to open up, which is something which would not be easy for Neil. Kate was not lying about her situation, she sold most of her things including her car, and in order to get home she walked 4km and caught 3 buses. Neil saw this as an opportunity to get to know his teacher better; he was very interested in her situation and wanted to help her.

Neil "accidently" drove past Ms Hart on her 4km walk to the bus stop; he stopped his car and got out

"Hey Ms Hart, Need a lift?" asked Neil with a slight smile.

Kate was seriously considering the lift, then she thought how inappropriate it would seem if someone had seen them together in the same car, it may look as if she and him were together.

"No thanks Neil, Thanks for the offer though" Said Kate.

Neil wasn't going to take no for an answer

"The news said it was going to rain, and you don't have an umbrella Ms, you'll get soaked!"

"Its fine, Neil, really" said Kate

Just as Kate said this bus went past, she was late and would either have to walk an additional 5km or wait until 7 for the next bus; Neil saw this and used it to his advantage.

"Oh no! Look, I made you miss your bus, I'm really sorry!" said an apologetic Neil.

Kate was disappointed, she couldn't walk much farther, she was constantly tired and stressed, Neil saw this and begged her to let him take her home. Kate agreed as she saw that this was her only option, she got into his R8 and they began the journey.

"You know I live really close to you Ms Hart" Lied Neil.

"Really?" asked a confused Kate.

"Yeah, I live about 3 blocks away, in that apartment building they are renovating"

There was in fact a new apartment building, and it just so happened that Neil's father had invested in it before he died. Only the top floor was completed, the apartments where not leased, and Neil had the intention of selling the apartment complex because he didn't care much for it.

"How do you live there if they are renovating it?" asked Kate

"Since my dad died I suspended most of his renovation projects, it just so happened that the top floor was finished and I moved in because I like the quiet, and the house reminds me too much of them" replied Neil.

Kate expressed her sympathy yet again for his loss, he thanked her.

"Ms, I don't really have a problem with picking you up and dropping you off to and from school, would you like me to?" asked a hopeful Neil.

It was obvious, Neil really started to like his teacher, he found her interesting and funny, cute and sexy, and really wanted to help her in her situation, his eyes would wonder her body as he noticed her stocking covered legs and knee length skirt, she usually dressed conservatively as she was used to married life.

She kindly rejected his offer, but noted that he was the only other person other than her roommate that actually cared about her. 

They reached her home, and Neil parked outside and allowed Ms Hart to get out.

"See you at school Ms Hart!"

"You can call me Kate, outside and after school Neil." Answered Kate with delight in her voice.

"Bye Kate" said Neil as he smiled and drove away.

Neil kept his appearance and rounded the corner to the apartment complex; he stopped around the corner and waited. He planned his next move, it would be simple, he would need to move into the apartment on the top floor, this would be easy as he would simply move his room there.

By 3 in the mourning everything was ready and he finished moving most of his stuff over to his new home in his dad's old jeep truck. Neil decided to sleep in as it was Saturday. He awoke at 11:25 in the morning and decided to have a look around the neighbourhood and familiarise himself with it. He stopped by the local supermarket first and was surprised to see Kate there. 

Kate was in a dress that fell just above her knees, she was talking to a man in his 30's, she looked more distressed with each word out of the man's mouth, he moved closer to listen.

"You worthless piece of shit, I knew you were still around here, I told you I didn't ever want to see you!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have anywhere else to go, I'm here with my roommate, really I don't have anywhere else, if I had enough money I would leave town" responded Kate, looking at the ground.

Just as she finished her sentence, the man lifted his arm as if to hit her, Kate immediately stumbled back and knocked off a few glass bottles to the ground breaking them, the man walked off and Kate had to deal with the store clerk telling her that she would have to buy the 2 bottles of wine that had fallen off.

"Please, it was an accident" said Kate, eyes puffed and looking as if she was going to burst into tears

Neil couldn't stand to his teacher like that; he ran over and told the clerk that it was his fault.

"Sorry, it was me, I ran past in a hurry trying to get to the register and I accidently bumped the woman into them, I'll pay for them."

She mouthed "Thank you" as he walked away to pay.

He waited for Kate outside; she immediately thanked him and told him that she would pay him back for the bottles as soon as she could.

"Don't worry about it Kate" said a sincere Neil.

"No, I really have to; you saved me quite a bit, ever since the divorce I've been on an extremely tight budget, if you hadn't of done that I may have not been able to buy any of my essentials" said Kate.

"I don't want your money Kate, I won't take it, but I tell you what, how about you give me some of your time instead?" 

"What do you mean?" asked Kate with a puzzled look.

"Come to dinner with me" asked a hopeful Neil.

"That would be nice, but I don't think it would be a good idea to be seen in a restaurant with one of my students, also I'm much too old for you Neil." replied Kate.

Neil realised it would take more encouragement for him to be able to treat her out to dinner.

"Okay, how about my place tonight? I'll cook." asked Neil.

"Neil I'm old enough to be your mother"

"You're not old" answered Neil.

Kate blushed, she felt weird and she felt somehow attracted toward Neil, something she had not felt in a while.

"Okay..." said Kate reluctantly.

"Great! Pick you up at 8"

Neil spent the rest of the day preparing his new apartment and cooking some dishes, deciding on which he would cook for Kate, he decided on a pasta dish as he figured it was light and he could not screw up pasta. 

The time was 7.50pm, he didn't want to be late and he left in his father's BMW to pick her up. He arrived at 8 on the dot, he rang the bell and Kate buzzed him in. He went to the third floor and knocked, Amanda, Kate's roommate opened the door and chatted with Neil as Kate was getting ready. Amanda frequently excused herself to check on Kate; Neil heard parts of their conversation.

"No! Wear the purple dress!"

"Use my necklace; it makes your eyes pop"

He figured Amanda took a shine to him and wanted him to like Kate.

Kate came out, slightly blushing, she walked outside with Neil. On the way down Neil admired Kate's dress, the hem fell just above her knees, her heels looked amazing with her dress, her necklace did indeed make her eyes pop, Neil made sure to complement her eyes.

Neil opened the door to the BMW for her and they were away. 5 Minutes later they arrived at Neil's apartment, using the back entrance with the elevator that led directly to the top floor of the apartment.

"You have a lovely home Neil" said a shy Kate.

"Thank you, my father was planning on converting this building, but never got a chance to finish I guess" said Neil, smiling at Kate.

Kate was flush, she was aroused, Amanda had made her wear a thong and a bra that didn't cover much also, she felt sexy but very shy, she felt old and felt guilty for considering having sex with Neil. Neil saw how flush she was and offered her a drink, red wine, this helped ease her up.

Neil prepared the meal as he and Kate talked about school, and what their plans for the future where. Kate and Neil finished dinner and Kate was impressed with his cooking ability.

They sat on the couch and began to finish watching a movie that was on TV, while drinking wine, their 2nd bottle.

"Who was that man at the supermarket?"

"He used to be my husband..." answered Kate.

"Why did he look like he was about to hit you?"

"He was going too, but it was a public place, he was abusive toward me during our marriage, he told me to leave town, but I had nowhere to go and no money" said Kate.

Kate began to cry, she was stressed over the whole situation, Neil didn't know what to do, so he hugged her, this time more intimately, stroking her hair and planting kisses on her. Kate liked what he was doing and felt safe in his arms, she pulled closer to him. The hug lasted a few minutes, when Neil pulled back, caressed her face with his right hand and brought his lips up to hers, they kissed for a few moments, Kate allowing her jaw to open and give Neil's tongue access to her own, when the two tongues touched, Kate felt electrified and became weak, her mind shouting no, but her heart begging yes.

She pulled away.

"Neil, no, this is wrong, I'm your teacher."

Neil could see her conflict, he pulled her back and kissed her again, this time she didn't object. Kate was nervous; she had not had sex in 2 years. She wasn't ready for it yet, but she felt like she was melting in between her legs as Neil passionately kissed her along her neck, working his way down to her shoulders, replacing the shoulder straps with kisses, her dress shrunk down to her waist to expose her bra clad breasts, Neil became excited, he unclipped her bra, all the while Kate holding onto him, nervous and unsure of herself, her ex-husband had taken much of her self-confidence.

Neil could see how she was uneasy, he began to complement her, and this made her ease up but not by much. She was damaged by her husband, unloved. Neil wanted to change this; he laid her down on the couch, pulled her dress off.

"Neil, this is wrong, we shouldn't have sex and this could complicate things at school"

"No one will know, I can tell how wet you are, you're on fire" answered Neil

Kate didn't respond, she just pulled him close and kissed Neil, Neil positioned himself in between her legs, removing her black thong in one fluid motion, she was soaking wet. Kate began to unbutton the buttons on Neil's jeans and pulling them down, she could only get them to his knees when they both couldn't take it any longer. Neil plunged into her slowly, she had asked him to be gently with her and he respected this and obeyed.

Neil pushed slowly in as his cock stretched her pussy walls, Kate groaned and moaned as she felt an orgasm nearing, she had not had sex in 2 years and had forgotten what a real cock felt like, all she could do was hold on around Neil's neck as she was slowly fucked. Kate came on the second stroke, the orgasm rocked her body, Neil was surprised how long it had taken her to come, she lay there satisfied, Neil continued to stroke slowly, gently picking up the pace. 

"Kate, do you trust me?" asked Neil.

"Yes" replied Kate without hesitation.

"Hang on tight then"

With that he picked her up and began to slowly fuck her in the air, while taking her to his room. By the time he had reached the door way Kate had cum an additional 2 times. Neil felt like she was ready for a fast pace, he put her against the wall and began to fuck her faster, Kate moaned, groaned and squealed.

"YES...YES...YES...YES...YES, FASTER, HARDER, PLEASE I HAVEN'T BEEN FUCKED IN A LONG TIME, ARGH PLEASE STICK IT IN"

Kate had lost count how many times she had cum, she was feeling dizzy and lost track of time, all she could see or feel was Neil and his muscular arms holding her, frozen in the air. Kate fell in and out of consciousness as Neil began to ram her, Neil was reaching his climax, Kate felt his dick swell and gyrate and she asked him with her last bit of strength to cum into her.

"Please.... Do.... It.... Argh"

Neil came and felt Kate's full body weight crash onto him, she passed out. Neil took her to his bed and lay her down. He used a cloth and cleaned the sweat off her fore head and face, working down to her cunt, wiping some of the cum that was coming out. He thought to himself how unusually tight she was, and the feeling of having her pussy clench his cock as she was cumming, he usually lasted longer than 10 minutes but Kate had rocked his world.

He lay down next to her and took her in his arms, they both slept. Neil awoke first and watched Kate sleeping for a few moments before she woke up, Neil leaned in and kissed her, Kate kissed back. He leaned over and gave Kate a glass of water that he had on the night stand next to the bed, she thanked him and drank it.

"Can you stay the night?" asked Neil.

"Of course, I would really like too" responded a tired Kate.

She had not been loved like that in 2 years, her ex-husband was usually very rough with her, and constantly put her down as he would forcefully ram his cock in and out of her, however she noticed Neil's to be a bit bigger than her ex-husband.

Neil picked Kate up in his arms, she snuggled forward into his chest, he lay her down on top of him as they sat on the couch, Neil flicked on the TV and put a movie on, they watched 1 movie before Neil felt that she was really wet again, he let his hands roam her body, she closed her eyes and let him explore, one of his hands went to her face and pulled it into his, he kissed her passionately, removed the blanket and moved between her legs, she felt much more comfortable now.

"Neil, can I ask a favour?" asked a shy Kate.

"Of course" replied Neil planting kisses all over her.

"Will you make love to me?" asked Kate, looking down at her feet.

Neil moved in and whispered in her ear "I'd love to".

Neil kissed her ear, and moved down her cheek and took her tongue into his mouth, she loved the way he would fight her tongue when he kissed her, Kate spread her legs as wide as she could, she felt Neil penetrate her, she was soaking wet again, on the verge of climax as soon as he entered in her.

He made love to his teacher that night all throughout the night; he would slowly penetrate her as she lay ready for him. When they fell asleep, they would usually fall asleep in each other and would awake when one of them would get aroused. Neil enjoyed making love to his teacher as she was puddy in his hands after her first climax, which would come after the first or second stroke inside of her, his lips would not leave her skin while he was inside her.

Kate was in heaven, she loved the way he would always kiss, nibble and lick her as they made love in his bed. Kate would pass out after 2 or 3 orgasms, it was too intense for her and she would moan and yell and scream. Kate would then wake up and they picked up where they left off, Kate was constantly wet due to Neil constantly caressing her throughout the night. They both fell asleep at around 4.30 in the morning after Neil came inside her again.




An Unexpected Love



Neil awoke and watched Kate sleep for a while, he enjoyed the look on her face, he was happy that she was happy. Kate woke up 10 minutes after Neil.

"Good morning Kate" said Neil.

"Good morning Neil" said Kate as she kissed him.

Neil returned the kiss and asked if Kate wanted to take a shower before breakfast. While Kate was showering Neil made French toast and coffee. 

"What are you doing later on today?" asked Neil.

"I have to go to work at one of the local accounting firms, I work as a part time secretary there" answered Kate.

"What is the firm's name?" asked Neil.

"Ross & Gary" answered Kate.

Neil made sure to kiss Kate before she left his car to go back to her apartment, the cogs in his head started turning; he wanted her to have more free time so she could spend some of it with him.

His plan was simple, he would simply purchase the apartment complex that Kate was living in, along with the accounting firm. His plan was to close down he accounting firm but saw that a lot of people would go without work; instead he would invest in it and give it fuel to grow. He would remove Amanda's rent from the building and allow them to live cost free; this was mainly for Kate so that she did not have to spend most of her money on rent and utilities. 

Neil called his lawyer and asked him to arrange for the following to happen, he asked his lawyer to do whatever it took to get them to sell. 

3 hours later after talking with the landlady Neil's lawyer, Patrick, called him up to tell him the good news.

"Neil, Its Patrick, I've good news for you, I have convinced the landlady to sell us the apartment complex and I am on my way to speak with Norman Gary and Joan Ross about purchasing their firm, would you like to be present for the meeting?"

"Yes I would, can you meet me at my apartment?" asked Neil.

"Certainly, I will see you in 10 minutes"

Kate let herself into Amada's apartment with her key, she needed to get ready for work or she may be late, she could not afford to lose this job as it would mean falling behind on her rent again, Amada didn't mind of Kate fell behind on her rent as she would do anything for her, but to Kate it didn't feel right at all. Kate dressed in a skirt and blouse with dark stockings. Her cunt still wet from her night with Neil, she felt like a teenager, anticipation of when she would see him again.

She walked 2 blocks up the road to Ross & Gary. She saw a BMW jeep in the parking lot, which was new to her; she thought it must be a new client. Kate walked into the door and sat down at her desk to start working on her boss's schedule. 

Neil saw Kate and told his lawyer "Go on Patrick, I'll join you in a while".

Neil walked up to Kate and in his most southern accent asked Kate where the toilet was.

Kate looked up "Neil what are you doing here? You could get me fired!"

"Don't worry, you see that man over there, he's my lawyer, I'm here on business" said Neil and smiled in response.

"So where's that bathroom?"

Neil followed Kate, just as they reached the bathroom Neil pushed her in and locked the door.

"Neil! What are you doing?!" asked Kate, slightly shaking.

Neil didn't answer instead he leaned in and kissed her, she resisted at first, but then just like the night before became puddy in his hands after he had taken over control.

He simply whispered in her ear "I want to fuck you"

"We can't make love here" she replied.

Neil licked her ear lobe and said "I want to fuck you, not make love to you"

With that Neil lifted her skirt up, pulled off her panties, throwing them to the side; her stockings had caused Neil's cock to swell even more. When Neil placed his hand over her dripping mound Kate let out a low moan and from that sound Neil saw that he had her and could do what he wanted.

Neil turned her around and pushed her against the wall, and slowly put his dick into her, the way she liked it. He began with slow long strokes, and as soon as he could feel her cunt gripping and on the verge of climax, he began to ram his cock into her, constantly kissing, nibbling and licking her, he could see by the way she was losing control she was on her second orgasm. Kate began to moan a bit too loud for Neil likes, he quickly put his hand over her mouth.

She opened her eyes wide, when she felt his other hand slowly wiggling a finger into her ass, for Neil the look over took him and he suddenly came, hard, Kate could feel his cock pulsing in her and this also caused her to cum, yet again. When they had both finished, Neil removed his hand over her mouth and kissed her, she kissed back, faintly and she was drifting in and out of consciousness.

Neil removed his finger and this caused her to jump, snapping her back to reality.

"Neil! What you did was very risky, look at the state where in, what if someone walks in?" asked Kate.

Neil simply smiled and kissed her, Kate could do nothing but submit, she loved the way he would calm her down and put her in a trance at the same time. Neil broke off the kiss to wipe his cock, he picked up Kate's panties and wiped their combined juices off of his cock, then he quickly wiped the cum dribbling down Kate's thigh. Neil then prompted Kate to put her panties back on, he liked doing this to his girlfriends, cumming in them, cleaning up the mess with her panties and then making her wear them, Kate was no exception, he quickly put her panties on, pulled down her skirt and smoothed her clothes out. Neil kissed Kate again, and moved his lips to her ear yet again.

"Thank you, I really enjoyed using you like that" said Neil as he kissed and licked Kate's ear.

Kate blushed because she was a bit ashamed to tell Neil that she too enjoyed it, when she told him she didn't want to make love, and he told her he just wanted to fuck her. She felt slutty, and liked it.

Neil kissed her again, patted her on the bum and told her "Go back to your desk before someone suspects something".

With another kiss Kate went back, unusually happy with what had just happened.

Neil cleaned himself up and went to check with Patrick, everything was in order. He went home and thought about how he was going to fuck his teacher at school.



An Unexpected Love



This is a story of a very beautiful mother finding real and unexpected love with her son. 

***** 

Melody Baker was on her knees on her own bed being fucked senseless, her hands were tied behind her back with a neck tie, and her 'lover' was holding her in position while he did what he wanted to do. His long thick cock was powering in and out, and all the while he was telling her what a dirty fucking slag of a cunt she was. 

He slapped her ass hard using both hands, she squealed and cried, but he kept on. "I'm going to teach you a lesson you will never forget," he shouted at her. "I always thought you were a soft kind caring woman and I come home and find you doing this!" Melody begged forgiveness, apologising, saying it would never happen again. 

"You are dead right it will never happen again you horrible dirty fucking cunt!" he railed at her whilst he fucked her manically, he had already shot one load of heavy hot steaming spunk into her (unknown to him) fertile pussy, and his prick was still hard so he kept on fucking her. 

The beautiful thirty seven year old woman was at her wits end, she knew she couldn't escape, and she knew she would have to endure the unending fucking she was receiving. Then unbelievably, she came, an unannounced climax smashed through her. The hard fleshy weapon had done its time immemorial duty, Melody surrendered to it; she suffered a complete internal collapse, her insides turned to jelly. 

Her capture, her bonds, him, his attitude, his control had all meshed together to bring her down. Her orgasm was total, she buried her head in the bed clothing and cried, she had never had an orgasm such as this, he had forced her to her knees, tied her hands behind her back, holding her wrists in one hand he had thrashed her bare ass, and now he was fucking her any way he wanted. And Melody gave in to it, her surrender, her imprisonment was complete. 

The beautiful single mother, (divorced) had been shown the error of her ways big time, she had had many lovers in the past trying to woo her, court her, make her theirs, some had tried to force her into accepting them, but she had seen them all off, but not this time, oh no, not this time! 

Her long silky, glossy chestnut hair was covering her beautiful head, her superb body was up on her knees being held in place, her heavy but firm tits hanging down, and swaying as she was fucked. Her dark thick ½" long nipples, like granite tipped bullets, were itching her beyond the relief that only finger tips could give, or a hot mouth. 

But it was the cock in her that was doing the most damage, it had gone where others before it never had, and there had been a few over the years. And it was doing what no other cock before it had ever been able to achieve, her demise, her surrender, her capitulation to a man. She couldn't remember giving in, not like this, not in this way, the cock had her in its grip, even though it was her pussy that was locked around it. 

Melody had always had the upper hand when it came to men and a one or two young lads too over the years. She was an avid lover of sex. So she had built up a defence system where she would make a man fall in love with her, she would fall in love with them, but then, a few weeks later she would fall out of love and send them on their way. Most accepted it; some were so in love with her they would be heartbroken at being summarily dumped by the beauty they had loved. 

Melody was five feet eight inches tall, and she was all woman, strong minded, single minded (now) and beautiful, so beautiful in fact she could have done anything with her life, but at seventeen years of age she had fallen in love and got pregnant. And being the girl she was she had had her baby and her future was more or less set. 

She had given everything to her man, but one day he had just upped and gone, he had left her literally holding the baby. And this had led her to be the woman she was today, she used men for her own ends, sexual gratification, household jobs, you name it Melody paid for it with her pussy, and men were grateful. But she always came out on top because she always got more for her pussy than she gave. 

She never regarded herself in a bad light; she would not entertain the word promiscuous. Her motto was, 'you use me, I use you, and we are even' and that's how she went through life. Two close friends who had grown up with her knew what she was like and supported her, except that when they got married their husbands weren't allowed anywhere near her. 

Having a baby to raise was always at the forefront of her mind, no matter how much she loved loving and being loved, her baby an then her growing son was the focal point in her life. He was her rock, the anchor that kept her feet firmly on the ground, without him she might have ended up on the rocks, a layabout, a drunk, a druggie, any number of things. 

Melody's face was her fortune so to speak, she was so unbelievably angelically beautiful, there was softness to her face no one could resist. Big bright wide deep hazel eyes, a pert little nose, sensuous full lips, the bottom one in a slight downward curve, the upper on fully symmetrical to it. Her long lustrous deep chestnut hair needed no highlights, or any adjustments, just good shampoo and conditioner. 

Her body was a match for any model, and she didn't have to work out, everything was natural to her. Melody was the ultimate male magnet; she could draw them from anywhere. She was always ultra sensitive to the touch, which over the years had led to a few indiscriminate seductions, some she hadn't wanted but had been unable to resist. 

Everywhere on her beautiful sexy body, where a man who touched or kissed her was an erogenous zone of high calibre. She loved it when a man would get her and she would irresistibly forgo any posture at refusal, the need to be screwed sometimes over whelmed her. Some men left after only once, thinking they saw past the beauty and saw a slut, this wasn't the case at all. Melody was a loving caring woman and mother, especially to her now growing son. 

The cock in her was playing havoc with her senses, she couldn't remember a time when she had been like this, no control what so ever. Not only was she tied up and being helplessly fucked, but now she loved the domination of it too, and that worried her a lot. The thick heavy member fucking her wasn't just a thick heavy member. She had had lots of those, no, this one had her, it fit her, her sheath enveloped it, it filled her every spare millimetre of her. 

She was helpless to resist, and not because he was forcing her, not because she was tied and defenceless, no, it was because she realised after all these years, this was the cock. She could almost hear her pussy saying 'hello, welcome, please come in, please don't leave, I want you to stay!' 

All her life she had sensed her sex life fell just short of that undefined goal, the final hurdle was never mounted for her. She had always felt that there was something missing from it, but never once could she understand what it was. Now she knew this was the missing link; this cock was joining all the dots, making the whole, completing the circle. 

Since she was eighteen years old, since shortly after the birth of her baby son she had waited for this. Since the day the man she had loved had walked out on her, but until now she hadn't known it. Her eyes filled and dripped tears, she moaned moans of aroused pleasure, she was inadvertently letting her assailant know she had given in, and was having climaxes unbidden. That she was having them because he was making her have them. 

He slapped her ass again and again and Melody rose to the occasion, he was taking her higher and higher, and she was sure he didn't know he was doing it. His cock was ramming in and out, building himself up to his second ejaculation. And all the while he was degrading her, calling her dirty names, "slut, slag, whore, cunt, filthy twat, bitch, and whore." Each word heightened her arousal until she came harder and harder, each climax killing the last one until she passed out. 

Melody slumped on the bed, he slammed his prick in one last time and filled her again with an enormous amount of fertile cum, he flopped on to her back and let go of her. They lay there spent, him on top of the beautiful woman, both spent for different reasons. She, because he had just about fucked the very existence out of her, and he, because he had fulfilled his dream. 

His dream had been to do what he had just done but never once in his life had he ever expected to get the chance. And certainly not in the way it had happened. He had dreamed of seducing her, totally being irresistible to him, leading her to bed, where she would gaze in awe at him, and they would make soft passionate love and be together forever. 

His cock still in her but slipping out as he moved off away, he got up and went down stairs leaving her where she was. In the kitchen his best friend was just coming round; he had come home and found them 'together' her over the kitchen table, him behind her. A red mist had descended; he had punched him hard twice on the head, left, right and knocking him clean out, he had dragged her upstairs and done what he had done. 

Now he was full of remorse, not for knocking his ex best friend out, but for what he had done to his beautiful sexy mother, she would never forgive him, never. He dragged Roddy to his feet, splashed water over his face, helped him to the front door and pushed him out, telling him to never come back or he would kill him! 

Nick stood there and wondered what to do, should he go and see her, or wait here, he decided to wait. He waited for hours, eventually he took a shower and headed back up, he peered through his mother's bedroom door in the gap. She was there but now wrapped up in the bed clothes and appeared to be sleeping, he watched her for a long time before worriedly going to his own bedroom. He shut his door, something he never did; if she came in he wanted to hear her just in case she was madder than hell. 

He slept fitfully but over slept, he normally got up around seven thirty, it was eight ten. He tip toed out of his bedroom, peered into his mothers, she wasn't there and she wasn't in the shower either. 

"Fuck!" he thought, "she must be downstairs, now I'm for it." He slowly went down and she was in the kitchen pottering about. She saw him and said. "Ah here he is, his mother fucker," she said bitterly, the words cut him in half. 

"Mom," he whispered, "I er, I erm, what can I say?" he was lost and his mother knew it, she knew him didn't she, or she thought she had. 

"Have you showered Nick? You stink, go and get one right now, that's an order!" she half shouted. He scurried off, he hadn't showered this morning, he hadn't even though of it, and he realised he did stink, he stunk of sweat and sex, it was still on him. But Melody had a problem now, she couldn't not admit that what he had done to her was the best time in bed she had ever had. 

She sat down, a few minutes later she made a pile of bacon and eggs, with hot buttered toast and tea. Nick came back not daring to look at her. "Eat that Nick, you need your strength," was all she said, and despite himself he did, he wolfed it down like he hadn't eaten for a week. She stood over him as he ate, he daren't speak, not even look at her. 

He finished his breakfast and slid the plate away, he started to rise so he could make a getaway, she put her hand on his shoulder to stop him, and said, "sit, we need to talk Nick, don't we?" 

"Yes mom," he answered. 

"Good," she said, "now, what you saw yesterday was a total mistake and I am so sorry, he caught me at a bad time, I was feeling down, vulnerable even, he seemed to sense it and took advantage. He put his arms around me to comfort me, and... But please believe me Nick, I'm so sorry. It will never happen again baby I promise you." He heard a small sob, turning he saw tears in her eyes, and without thinking he stood and took her in his arms. 

Nick said the words that made his mother relax in his arms, "did he hold you like this?" he asked, as he buried his face in her soft scented hair. Melody knew the value of resting her head on a man's chest, her hair was so thick, so soft, and so luxurious that it was like laying her head on a cushion of air. And the man felt the sensation, it was of a woman giving herself to him, it always worked, and Nick was no different. 

"Not as good as this Nick, this is better," she softly sobbed, and she shuffled all the way up to him. Nick's prick came to attention; it grew like a balloon being rapidly blown up, his arms were over her shoulders and around her back, and it made it impossible for him to move away, why? Because his mother had hers around his waist and held herself easily to him. 

Melody felt the sudden surge from him, the hard tip prodding at the top of her leg, she knew what it was, and immediately the memory of his prick in her came flooding back, she wanted it again. But this was her son, what had happened last night had been an aberration, hadn't it? 

"Nick," she mumbled into his chest, her lower body did its own thing and gently pressed her hips at him, his cock grew to where it could grow no more, harden no more, it was trying to stand up, but one, it was encased in his trousers, and two, his mother's leg was holding it back too. 

He tried vainly to move secretly, to not let her know what was going on, but his mother knew alright. And her mind body was recapturing last night's film for a review. Melody's feet shuffled closer, thereby making more of a contact with his prick. She was fast approaching the top of the hill, where the only way down would be on the sled that was her son's fantastic prick. 

"Are you feeling horny again baby?" she asked. Nick could only move his head, he was past being horny. Melody sealed his fate with one move; her hand came from behind his back and gripped his young cock in her hand. "Nick Baker, your thing is hard, are you excited, hmmm?" she was teasing him now. "Are you excited because of me darling?" 

"Is it Nick, is it me who has made you like this?" he was mortified as her hand closed and opened on his rock hard shaft, and he knew if she didn't stop he would shoot his load right there in his pants. "Would you like me to take care of this for you baby, just like you took care of me last night, hmmmm?" Nick was rigid with extreme fear and utter arousal, he had never known this, his girlfriend had messed with him, but she didn't have the effect his mother was having on him. 

Then her words sank in to his numbed brain as they came back to him, 'like you took care of me last night,' his mother had just said that! He nodded his head, meaning 'like he took care of her,' she meant she would take care of what was in her hand. 

To his amazement, he said, "well I did have you tied up mom." 

Melody smiled at that, "yes you did you naughty boy, and you can do that again later, but for now you need a reward, okay?" Melody was so happy, she knew he didn't know just what he had done, how he had made her feel, how he had given her the connection she hadn't been looking for. She pulled him after her into the sitting room, and made him sit down in a chair. Melody knelt in front of him, and while never taking her stunning eyes from him she undid his pants. 

Her hand fished in for him and Nick gasped and moaned as her warm soft fingers engulfed his cock. She pulled it out and admired it, it was a beautiful cock, one of like she had seen many times, but this one had the magic, this one did it for her. And it was that that made it different, made her love it, need it and yearn for it. 

She knew he wouldn't last long, but she wanted to jack him off to let him know that she loved him, that she cared about him. That she was doing this just for him, to let him know that her subservient side was there for him to explore whenever he wanted to. Nicks head fell back as her hand roamed up and down him, her silky palms sliding over the top of his gorgeous prick. 

His mother's eyes were now super glued to it, the velvety red, purple top, she saw the defining ridge as it curled underneath to meet that shaft holding it up, it was thick, bent a little, and to look at made her heart leap. She increased speed wanting to make him cum, not only for her, but for him too. So he would know the delights that were now going to be offered to him."And," she told herself, "for him alone, never again will another man have me!" It was as solemn a promise as she had ever made. 

She almost dropped her mouth over him, but held off, "that is a pleasure for later, I want to savour everything." She thought. Her hand flew up and down and Nick blew his load unannounced. It shot right over his shoulder, over the top of the chair, and then dribbled down his chest. He grabbed her hand, unable to stand the sensation of the absolute tingling in his bell end. 

"Mom," he whispered, "oh mom, that was, oh mom..." She smiled, she knew what a great cum a boy could have in the right hands, and she had those, no problem! He rested, head back, waiting for her to make the next move, she did. She got up, went and got a cloth and wiped up the spunk from all over. 

"Now," she said, "do you want to continue this, or have you had enough baby?" she already knew what the answer was going to be before she even asked him. He slowly, and wobbly stood, reached for her and held her to him. 

"I love you mom, please can we continue?" Without another word Melody led her son upstairs to where it had all taken off, her bedroom. She pushed him on to her bed and lay down next to him, she was experienced enough to let things take their course, not to rush, take it easy, let him have his head, find his way. 

Melody knew enough about herself to be confident he would want her forever now, she had always dazzled him. She had known the look in his eyes as he grew older; she had seen it a zillion times in other men and boys. But never had she seen the sheer want in him, and yesterday catching her like that had been the firing pin, that triggered the shots that had launched his sexual frenzied assault on her. 

She remembered how he had knocked out his best friend, how she had stood there gaping as he had done it, how he had dragged her screaming upstairs, tying her hands haphazardly behind her back. How he had spanked her, the names he had called her, the way he had treated her, and especially, the way he had taken her, screwed her, and almost fucked her to death. It was still shining bright in her mind, and would remain that way now forever. 

It had been what she had needed, she hadn't known it, not really, she knew something had always been missing, and it had taken her son to show her what it was. Melody would be indebted to him for the rest of her life. She snuggled in close, then said, "Darling, I know this has all come as a big surprise to you, and I can assure you it's just as big a one to me too. But I love you, and I think I'm right when I say that you love me too, don't you?" 

Nick turned, he looked at her and nodded his head, she kissed him softly but briefly on the lips. Nick nearly died right there, that one gesture made him realise that he was okay, she loved him, and she needed him. Why else were they here like this, why else, after what she had just done to him in the chair downstairs. 

He turned towards her, his mother put her arm around him, "Me and you Nick," she whispered, "that's how it is now, me and you against the world!" 

"What about...?" he didn't finish. 

"Nick that was a total mistake, and although you didn't know it, you got home before he did!" and she laughed at her unintended joke. Nick saw it a minute later and laughed with her. But he needed to know that it was history. Melody knew what he was thinking and told him. "Darling, no one will ever come near me again, no one ever. As long as I have you baby, I'll never want another man for as long as I live, please darling, please believe me." And she meant it, she had said those very words to a number of men, and knew she hadn't really meant them, but she did now, oh she did. 




An Unexpected Love



Nick reached for her, still unsure of his ground, she move to him, she knew what she wanted, she wanted him to be the man he had been last night, dominant, hard, unyielding, demanding, rude, crude and fearsome. She also liked being tied up, helpless, defenceless, at his mercy, unable to stop him doing what he wanted to do. She hadn't known this boy of hers; she hadn't known herself, until he took her. 

Melody began to think she may have to tell him what's she wanted, how she wanted him to be, but underneath he was that man, he had needed a trigger, seeing her like she was over the table had lit the blue touch paper. Melody had to load the gun for him, and get him to fire it, and then her. 

He slowly pulled her to him, "Mom," he said, I know I can't make demands, but I love you, I've wanted to be near you for as long as I can remember. But I can't share you, not now. I have to have you for myself." 

"You will darling," she quickly assured him, then thought quickly, "but you have to make me yours, I don't 'give' myself to anyone. You want me sweetheart; you have to fight for me." 

"Or what?" he asked, not sure of what she as saying. 

"I need lots of attention Nick, you know that, and if I don't get it from you I'll end up looking somewhere else for it." He was stunned, he hadn't expected this, Melody didn't mean it either, she was trying to wind him up, goad him into action, and she was succeeding. She sealed her immediate fate with a throwaway comment; it was designed to goad him. It worked better, or worse, than she hoped for. 

"I mean," she said slyly, "Roddy's willing isn't he?" Melody didn't have to wait for more than a split second as she finished speaking before he roared out his indignation. He flipped her over, jumped on her to hold her down, and started slashing her ass with both hands, each cheek got it, and they got it hard. 

Melody squealed in surprise, then delight, then pain, lots of it. She suddenly realised she had over stepped by mentioning Roddy. She had seen him knock him out, and she had undergone the result for her almost brief liaison with him. Now she was getting a beating on her beautiful rounded and reddening ass. 

Nick pummelled it, but the sight also gave him cause for regret, the two red upturned half moons made him stare in wonder, he had never seen anything so good in all his young life. He stopped and stroked it, his mother was weeping heavily, she loved and hated her thrashing in equal measures. But at the moment it was more than unequal, her thrashing was worse than anything. But then his tenderness won through in the end, the burning gave way to relief and gratefulness, and her sensual responses to his smooth hand caressing her rump grew. 

"Oh Nick, oh darling, how do you know these things?" She knew, even in this moment of defeat she had to build his ego. It mattered that he assumed that he was the man, that he was the one who decided these things. And almost certainly never know his mother had led the horse to water and made it drink! It was a ploy of a woman who knew her way around the world of love. She felt in her heart that the man she had unknowingly searched for was the one she had given birth to just over eighteen years ago. 

Nick heard her, but nothing registered, her ass had more than his attention, his prick was throbbing uncontrollably, he had to have his mother again. He spun around and dropped onto her back and in a half a second, he was buried to the hilt in her hot wet pleading pussy. Melody rejoiced inside, 'at last,' she thought, 'I've got it again.' the cock, that cock,, his cock, was home, it was home where it belonged, she just knew it. The pain in her ass dissipated quickly. 

His mother laid there willing him on, to do what he had to do, do what he wanted to do, she would accept anything as long as it was his cock that did the doing, and indeed, the deed. She pushed her ass up as high as she could so he could get every bit of his hot throbbing flesh into her. Then amazingly she thought for the very first time. "This is my son, my flesh and blood doing this to me, if the good Lord could see me now?" 

"But he can see you Melody Anne Baker, he can!" Then her mind closed to that argument after one huge bang into her slippery pussy. "Oh, ooooh, oh, oh, ooooh Nick, arggggh, mmmmm, yes yes yes yes oh baby urggggh." Melody tried to hide in the bed clothes, her fists curled into balls around them; it was as if she was hanging on to life itself. Her son absolutely hit her with all he had. He hammered and hammered her time after until she climaxed so hard, she thought she was choking, her tongue trapped in her throat. 

She wasn't aware of him cumming in her, filling her hole full of thick lumpy hot spunk, it oozed out of her between his cock and the lips of her almost now defunct pussy. Melody knew at that moment that she had never in her life been screwed this way, or this hard, or this good. And she also made a silent promise to him and to herself, 'no one but him will ever get near me again if this is how it's going to be. And no one will get near him either. I am going to make him the happiest man alive.' 

Her son had crucified her and probably never knew it; she knew he wasn't that sexually active. She had of course found cum filled tissues, even some of her panties had cum in them, so she knew he was aware of sex. And also that she must have figured somehow in his mind if he had used her knickers to wank in. This had intrigued her immensely, thinking the 'dirty little bugger,' but the thought of him with her panties wrapped around what was now deep in her, had inexplicably thrilled her too. 

Nick fell off his mother, he was done in, the excitement, the charge of electricity, the irresistible urge to fuck his mother had deprived him of his strength now, he flopped on to his back and lay there breathing deeply. Melody lay face down at his side, also done in, her muffled breathing was heavy. It was a lengthy time before she stirred, she turned her lovely head to him, he saw the movement and turned to her. 

What he was heart warming to the extreme, she was smiling broadly at him, it was a smile that said one thing, and one thing only, 

"Nick my boy you have done it now, you are in, you are mine baby, you belong to me." It was silently said to him, he could read the exact words. His spoken reply made the unbreakable seal. 

"Mom I love you, please don't send me away from you, I would die I really would." Melody's heart snapped, how could he even think like that, she knew he needed her reassurance, total and committed. 

"Darling, I swear that for as long as you want," she said, realising that in the far distant future he might want to move on. "You will never be more than a heartbeat from me, I will always be at your side, and at times when we are apart for whatever reason, my love for you will be your living breath." 

Nick dove for her and wrapped his arms and legs about her, "I need to be close to you mom, real close, forever." 

"You can be as close for as long as you want baby, I am here, and I will be here for you always." But she also now knew that she would have to teach him to love her, the way she now knew she wanted loving, and in the way he already had, but almost certainly didn't realise. 

Melody painfully got to her knees and straddled him, her body in full view for him; he took in the sleek lines, the flowing and the ebbing of her body from shoulder to hip. He had never seen anything like it, her face tilted sexily to one side, her hair hanging mussily down and over her slim shapely shoulders. But it was her breasts that captured his eyes, the swell from the top, down to the dark thick and invitingly crinkly nipples. They pointed up and over his head and they looked hard to him. 

He raised his hands and hefted them, "Can I mom, please?" she smiled and nodded. He squeezed them, the feel of her luscious skin amazed him, his fingers caught her nipples together, and Melody sighed the sigh of a very contented woman. He gently crushed them, he was on auto, Melody was rising! 

Nick tweaked them, tugged them slowly, twisted them, and pulled them apart before pressing them toward each other. Her eyes were closed as the fantastic sensations built within her; she loved her nipples being treated this way. It always sent her over the edge and today was no different. Her head swayed, it was followed by her hair, her mouth open, a hissing sound came from her lips, now in a pout. 

She came, it was an unusual orgasm, and different to ones she had when she was being cocked. But also different to any other she had had this way. Her hands went behind her to feel for him, it was also a gesture of her surrender to him, again! She stroked his balls, tickled his scrotum, his cock jumped but even he knew he would have to wait a while before full power was resumed. 

When Melody had come down she slid down his body, her legs intertwined with his, she put her arms around and she kissed him, if he had had any doubt as to where he was with his mother, this one fabulous long, and sweet tongued kiss took any doubt away, forever. When she broke it, her lips were never far away from his and more soft loving kisses made him know who she was, and what she was. 

They lay together not speaking, events had negated the need for speech, but Melody slowly rose over him once more, her arm around his neck, she kissed him and kissed him, Nick lay under her in insurmountable pleasure. Her hand slid down him, her fingers spread wide. The base of his cock came to rest between her middle and third fingers, and she began to scratch in his pubes, her nails doing the work. Nick jiggled to her, and she massaged his cock. 

"Darling, have you guessed how I like to make love, have you guessed or even thought about it?" she asked him, she wanted to let him know the way. 

"Mom, I'm really not that sure, but do you like it a bit rough, I would die though if I were to hurt you?" he told her sagely. Melody grinned to herself, 'good boy,' she said in her lovely head as she trained her headlights on him. He played the part; he couldn't tear his eyes away from hers. 

"I like to be treated like a woman darling, but I like my man to be a maaaaaan!" she giggled. "I need all of your attention, I won't take anything less. But if you want to be like you were yesterday and just now, then I'll be happy to let you do what you want to do, do you understand?" 

He thought for a moment, then said. "So you like to be spanked, treated mean, made to kind of submit, is that it mom?" he asked. She looked at him, this was going better than she had hoped for, she nodded her head. What he didn't know was, it was a learning curve for her too, but she couldn't let him know that. 

"As long as I get this regularly," and she waggled his cock in her fingers, "then sweetheart, you can do what you like to me. And I will let you find out all by yourself what you want to do, with just a little guidance from me, how does that sound you naughty boy!" Melody laughed a laugh she hadn't felt like for such a long time. 

She was coming home, and her home was where her son was. She looked at him and wished she could climb right inside of him, her heart swelled with the love and longing she had for him, and it was growing and swelling by the second. 

Nick was pensive, then said, "but mom yesterday I tied your wrists, what about that." 

Quick as a flash she responded, "Any time you want Nick, anytime you want." Now it was all out in the open, laid bare, she thought. 'I have just told him he has a free rein, run wild, go free, do what he wants, and how he wants.' 

"Right," he said," suddenly he seemed grown up, "We'll have to see what happen then mom, hey?" but he was already looking forward to having her tied spread-eagled to the bed. Fucking her any way he wanted, he could make her suck his cock, and she would be unable to stop him from making her do it. His imagination was running wild in seconds. 

Then Melody poured a little cold water on his parade, "But Nick, we are a team here, whatever pleasure you get, I get too, can you see where I'm coming from baby?" He suddenly did, she wasn't to be used, they were to share each other with each other, the penny dropped. 

"Mom, you will never have to doubt me, I will never knowingly hurt you," he smiled, "not in your heart anyway!" and he laughed. He flipped her over and spanked her sore ass for good measure. Melody squealed and they play fought, which she lost easily. She ended up on her knees on the edge of the bed, he had a hold of her hair in both hands, "go on you slut, suck your son's cock, go on bitch, do it!" it as an intransigent order, one she obeyed. 

Melody sucked her young sons cock into her mouth and went to work. Everything was a first to her; she had sucked a few cocks but never one like this. Because of the way he had handled her, albeit unknowingly, she was enthralled by him and it. It was a cock, one of which she had seen many times, but this one, her son's cock was the one that had found its way to her centre, her being. She caressed his balls, she licked, sucked and slurped, she gave him all she had and then more, nothing was left behind in her quest to make him cum. 

Nick wasn't used to this, he had only ever once had his cock in someone's mouth and that had been Roddy. It had happened when they were experimenting to see what it was all about three years ago. And it certainly wasn't anything like this. As soon as she hoovered it up, he grabbed her head and he almost buckled in half. A whoosh of air blasted out of him, and the sensation was almost unbearable. 

"Argggh oh mom, oh mom, argggh Ugh hmmmm, oh yes mom, yes." His prick grew to manic proportions as she increased the pressure, the suction. His mother went for the tape, she realised he was already almost there, and she wanted him to have the best blow job she could give at the very start of their newly established love life. 

Nick's hips threw upwards, he almost turned over, he rolled from side to side but Melody hung on grimly, he wasn't getting away, and he was going to finish by blowing his hot load where she knew it would do him the world of good, and would be even better for her. He did, he grunted loudly, groaned equally loudly, rammed her head down on to him, the hot burning seed shot out and into his mothers waiting orifice, not a drop was lost. 

Nick had no idea of what this was about, all he knew was it was the most sensational experience he had ever undergone. His bell end was tingling like mad, the tickling feel was driving him nuts, as his mother sucked the last remnants from him, and with no more left, he yanked her mouth of him, he could bear it no more. 

His mom fell back against the pillow, she hit it hard as he had yanked off so quickly, but she had scored with him. Nick would want this again and again she knew. And more to the point, she would want to do it too, again and again. Nick felt for his prick, he needed to hold it, the stinging feel was still with him, he needed to calm it, and soothe it gently. 

Melody began to understand that what she had uncovered was something that would have to be guarded and preserved. Nick was too special, even if he didn't know it yet. He had the cock, the heart, the mindset, and determination of a lion. In the right mood Melody was going to get love made hammerings of a lifetime through her son. She would nurture him, teach him and show him the importance of a loving and giving woman in his life. And now Melody was going to be that woman, there was going to be nothing she wouldn't do or submit to, to keep him happy. 

She turned on her side, ran her fingers through her hair, it was important to try and at least look good even after going through what she had just gone through. She raised herself up on one elbow and cupped his tight little balls, they were small now because they were empty, she grinned inwardly. I am the cat that has got the cream and I'm going to keep on getting it. 

Her heart swelled with pride and love for him, this young titan had emerged from her sea of loneliness and claimed her. Her days of using, and being used were over, never again would she be that woman. And she knew there were going to be a few disappointed men around, but 'hey ho!' she thought happily. 

Melody awoke with a start, she had fallen asleep on her son's arm, he was snoring softly. The memories flooded back, she curled up inside from the tips of her toes, to the top of her beautiful head with sheer happy delirium. Her hand was still cupped to his balls, she moved gently, feeling the weight, the softness, 'oh I want to lick them, kiss them, and suck them,' she thought, but stayed still, she didn't want to disturb her lion king yet. 

She slipped out of bed silently and went to shower, she hoped he would stay asleep until she had finished, the thing she most wanted now was, for him to wake and see her at her very best, looking like only she could, and all of it just for him, and him alone. Melody did her hair; it gleamed and glinted with health and vibrancy, parted centrally, down over her bare shoulders, resting gracefully where it touched. 

Her face was perfect, lightly made up, eye shadow to enhance her hypnotic eyes, a little pastel lipstick, and a light face powder. She selected a soft white silk sensuous blouse, frilly around the neck and down the front. And the top four buttons undone to give him a flash of cleavage to entice him to the full. A dark pleated skirt, down to her shapely knees, backless high heels that showed her gorgeous calves off brilliantly. And she deliberately didn't wear bra or panties. Her desired effect was that he would want to almost rip them from her, and fuck her into oblivion within seconds of his gaze coming to rest on her fabulous form. 

She tried several poses, creeping around the room trying each one, but silently so as not to waken him. She decided on sitting perched on the edge of the bed at the foot facing him. Knees crossed, a foot held high, her arm draped across the small foot of the bed, head tilted sexily to one side. Melody knew how to excite a man, and she was using all her wiles now. 

She waited patiently, but this was difficult, she wasn't used to waiting for a man, it had always been the other way round. She demanded from them, she got, end of. But Melody was shrewd enough to know, that giving Nick a free hand, even if he didn't know it. That he was being taught in the dramatic arts of loving a woman by his very own beautiful sexy mother. And especially one who had and did, have her pick of them. 

Nick stirred, she breathed in, made her pose and her mouth went into the sexy pout she knew so well, her head lowered slightly, her eyes lifted to look at him and peer though slatted eye lashes. She lifted and pushed out her firm ample tits, the cleavage widened to the requisite position. 

She saw his eyes open, not looking at her, she saw him blink, turn his head, his peripheral vision caught her. She wanted to move the pace on by stroking his balls but she held herself in check. Melody had to know from the off that she had his attention, would have it, and would keep it, this was that important. 

His eyes fell on her immediately, a smile crept to his lips, he was remembering, he suddenly sat up, he looked nervous for some reason, Melody worried briefly. 

"Mom, oh mom, it's true, I had a dream where we er, you erm, er you know, but it isn't a dream is it? Its real mom, it's real!" he exclaimed. And he was on her; he yanked her to him on the bed, and pulled her blouse open. Melody squealed in delight, his mouth caught a nipple and he was away, running for the gates of his own personal heaven. 

Melody flopped her arms above her head, she wanted no part in the proceedings, she wanted him to get down and dirty with her, so she could suffer the wonderful consequences. Her blouse opened without the buttons being used, 'chalk one blouse,' Melody thought, her nipples got eaten, bitten and sucked, Melody had her first nipple orgasm at the mouth of her son. 




An Unexpected Love



Arms still above her head Melody was in the throes of complete submission, silently urging her son to go where he wanted but quickly. Her skirt came up, he felt for her panties, she saw him smile when he realised there was nothing in his way. His cock was already chewing at the bit, he needed to be in her, he was off the bed and in the air. 

Then he was in his mother's super succulent wet pussy. Nick banged her hard and long. She felt, she knew, that this one was for him. He needed to rut, to bang her to his heart's content, and knowing inside that his mother was there for him the whole while, he hooked his hands under her shoulder and gave her no thought. He pile drove into her. 

Then he started telling her what a dirty fucking cunt she was, as he battered her wanton pussy. "You fucking dirty whore," he yelled, "Bitch, slag, fucking slut!" He pulled hand a way and slapped her thigh. 

Melody responded, "Yes Nick I am, I'm your dirty fucking bitch, your very own slag, slut and whore. So fuck me like the street tramp I am baby, fuck meeeeee!" And he did, Melody had never been treated this way by any man, if a man had tried to be like this he would have been gone in an instant, but not with her son. She wanted him to treat her like this, to slap her, call her names, hurt her verbally and fuck her cruelly. Nick did all of these things and Melody came like twin express trains crashing into heavy concrete walls. 

In all her life she had not even thought of such things as this, now all of a sudden it was the most fantastic thing of all time, to be subjected to such abuse made her crazy. Her body was ablaze with emotion and arousal and in utter agreement with all her son was. The son that she didn't know, and she suspected, he didn't know either. 

It had to be corralled, tamed pointed in the right direction, and Melody knew her life with him would be complete. How many times he made her cum like she neither knew nor cared, all she cared about was what he was doing and how he was doing it. 

It would take her time, but she would take him by the hand, take him in hand, and together utopia would be theirs. Meanwhile Nick was blasting hot virile potent seed deep into his mother's belly, filling her womb, a womb where no sperm had travelled since he had been born; now her baby making apparatus was awash with it. 

But for once it wasn't a thought for her to be concerned about. She had always used protection, a condom for the man, and a cap for her. The pill was an unsatisfactory thing, medically it didn't suit her. 

Nick had no thoughts either way, as a young man his only thoughts were to empty his balls as fast as they filled. He wanted to do nothing now but fuck his beautiful mother. Nothing was going to be allowed to get in his way, certainly no current or future boyfriends, nor would be suitors. 

The red mist that clouded his mind was lifting; he liked the knowledge that his mother also liked it, she seemed to understand the change in him, and in fact, promoted it. He wasn't daft, he caught the insinuations, the purported reasons from her, and he followed her lead and would continue to do so. 

He looked down and saw her for the first time since the mist over took him, he kissed her, it was a kiss, an act of love for the woman who was his mother, she would always be that, but she was now his life in more ways than one. "Mom," he whispered to her softly. She understood him, knew what he was feeling, the turmoil that must be running through him, it must be like growing pains in your joints?' she thought. 'Oh my poor baby, my wonderful darling baby,' she pondered. 

"I love you Nick, don't ever doubt that honey, never once doubt It." she told him with utter certainty. He nodded his head in comprehension, it made him feel better about himself, gave him confidence in the immediate, and also for the future, he kissed her again, and Melody returned tenfold. "No one Nick Baker, no one on this planet has what you have darling. You won't know or understand it, but believe me, as a woman I am telling you; you are alone in the world, the one man, the only man." 

She was right he didn't understand, but it made him feel like a king, the master of the universe, the only man that seemed to be able to hold his mothers attention. He had seen her over the years as he grew up, boyfriends, men calling, boys, even his friends. He understood that alright, she was the most beautiful woman he knew of. She was his mother; he had taken her in an act of anger and frustration at her ways, now she was his lover. 

Melody peered closely at him, then she made a comment, one to see where it would take them. "Darling I have to confess to you, I liked it when you tied me up on the bed and er, did me. It was just out of this world, so unusual and so unexpected, I liked it a lot baby, comprende?" Now it was his turn to peer at her, a slow smile broke out on his lips, a smile that turned to a grin. 

"You did? Really mom, honestly?" he asked. Melody squeezed into him and remembered being on her knees getting dumped, and getting dumped good and hard. 

"Yes Nick, it opened up a whole new world to me, one where only you and I could ever be involved in though," she was trying to lead the horse to water again, and to see if he would drink, she knew it was important for him to find his way, grasp the nettle, and take control as it were. 

"Well mom," he answered, "anytime you want it, just ask?" This wasn't the right answer, it nearly was, it was just the wrong way around. 

"Babe, you have to decide when where and how, and not even ask me, that's the way it should happen, if it ever does again that is?" Now the ball was firmly in his court. He thought for a moment, his mom could nearly see the wheels turning in his young head. 

"Right mom," he replied, "so if I decided that I want to tie you up I can, I can just do it, whether you want to or not then, is that what you're saying?" Melody grinned wide and long in her beautiful head, but kept a lid on her joy. 

"That's about it baby," she said, "I know we have only just started this, and I didn't look for it. But I guess though, that it's been in your head for a while hey, you and me, am I right?" He nodded to her. 

"It's been with me for a long time mom, I don't know when I started feeling like I do, but when I came home and saw you with that bas..." he refrained from completing the word. Instead he jumped out of bed, and disappeared. Melody thought maybe she had put her foot in it somehow, but when he came back, consternation filled her. 

In his hand he had a long rope that was hanging on the garage wall, and in the other was her long and very sharp carving knife. She cringed away from him, but he jumped on her. Kneeling there looking down at his captured mother, he smiled; it was a smile of triumph. 

He proceeded to cut the rope in lengths about six feet long. Now Melody realised what was in her sons mind, suddenly she wasn't too sure about being tied up anymore. But she also realised that there wasn't going to be a lot of choice. She had told him what she had wanted, she had told him more or less unequivocally to do what he wanted, and not to even ask her. 

"Darling, can we talk first; let's not get too hasty shall we?" It was a plea to slow down. 

Her son looked at her, disbelief on his face. "I knew you were lying mom, all that talk, that's all it was wasn't it, fucking talk! You tell me this that and the other, and now, as soon as I take you up on it, you want to back out!" She could see the mistrust in his eyes. 

Melody knew she had made a mistake, not about telling him to tie her up anytime he felt like it. Her problem was she hadn't thought about ground rules, maybe even a safe word, other things. She should have brought it all up. She explained herself to him, getting him to understand where she was coming from. 

He saw the logic, but was still annoyed, "Okay mom, but this is what's going to happen right now, and if you don't like it, tough shit!" He grabbed one wrist, tied a rope to it then around the headboard, he did the same with the other. Melody struggled, begging him not to, he ignored her completely, next he did the same to her ankles. 

His mother was now laid naked and spread-eagled on her bed, and her son was straddling her. He didn't speak, he tweaked her nipples, twisted them, pulled them tight and hard. Then he reached behind and found her pussy, Melody couldn't stop the gasp coming from her. Jumping up he twisted around and landed over her again, this time in the 69 position. 

He buried his face into her pussy and plated her; he attacked ferociously, and also tagged her nipples. His mom begged him to stop, "it's unbearable Nick please, please," her arousal was building. Spinning round again, he jacked off, his own excitement was too much, he had to cum, but he was also in control. He had a plan and he was about to execute it. 

His hand flew up and down his shaft, sliding over the head, the fingers of his other hand in and out of her pussy, pinching her nipples hard. Melody was on full throttle herself now, she was going to cum like it or not, but she liked it a whole lot. She was just about to blow when Nick's first salvo of cum landed all over her face, in her open mouth, up her nose and in her eyes. 

Salvo after hot sticky salvo landed until she was covered in it, she temporarily forgot about her own orgasm as she revelled in the thick mass covering her face, she licked her lips, swallowed what she could, and tried now to cum, she squeezed her pussy together as much as she could. 

"Pleath Nith," she mumbled through the blanket of cum on her, "I neeth to cum baby." Nick knew what he was doing; he reached behind, got her nipples and her pussy and brought her nicely to the boil. 

"Let me know when you are about to cum mom, I have a surprise for you," he told her, then got on with her demolition. Melody was in glorious heaven now, being tied up and helpless, her was son driving her to those very gates of heaven. 

"Nith Nith!" she pleaded, "I'm going to thum!" she mumbled as the thick goo settled on her face. Nick stopped, got off the bed, and stood at the side; his mother humped her hips at him. "Pleath Nith, maith me thum?" 

He grinned broadly at her and said. "Lesson time mom, you aren't the only one with a mind you know, I will tie you up anytime I like, and anyhow I like and you!" he pointed his finger at her, "will agree, no arguments, total agreement, or you won't be allowed to cum until I decide it, okay!" he glared at her. Melody nodded her head fervently, she was so desperate to cum she would have sold her soul to the devil for it. 

Nick turned on his heel and walked away, saying over his shoulder, "Goodnight mom, I'll see you in the morning, and if I hear you shouting and hollering, I'll be back in to gag you!" He closed the door behind him, and listened as he sniggered to himself. 'Mom is going to learn a lesson, oh boy is she.' 

He never heard another thing, tied on her bed Melody raged at herself and at Nick. Her need to cum was paramount and she had no way of satisfying those needs, she needed Nick, her son so badly. She begged silent forgiveness from him, hoping he would return and give her hope. 

She saw the sunlight through the window, she had fallen asleep, it was morning time, she had no idea what time it was, her face still caked in her sons cum was dry and crusty. Then she felt the burning in her pussy, she still needed to cum, the memory of what Nick had done came back, she tugged on the ropes, she still couldn't move much but at least she was comfortable. 

Nick would get the mother of all bollockings when he came in she decided. She would teach him not to take liberties with her like this, he would treat her the way she wanted to be treated, she told herself. Then she started worrying about him, wondering if he was alright, she wanted to hug him, care for him, and love him. 

Melody lay there for what seemed like hours, she got annoyed at being kept like this, then she felt sorry for herself, she pleaded to him to come in. The door opened, and a smiling happy Nick walked in, and it warmed her heart straight off. 

"Oh Nick baby, come here honey, I've missed you darling," all the long night of being tied up, of being left hanging, and desperately needing to cum went away. Nick sat down, in his hand he had a warm wet towel which he used to clean his cum of his mothers beautiful face. 'God she is so fabulous isn't she?' he told himself, 'no wonder she is pursued from all angles.' 

He took in her superb body, the sleek lines, the soft inviting curves, and then he inserted a finger into her pussy. Melody yelped but her pussy responded to it. He relished her response, and twiddled it, her hips followed his movement, Nick slowly trailed it over her clit, he knew exactly where that was now. Melody cooed to him. He got nipples with his other hand and his mom was climbing the walls to heaven once more. 

Her eyes were closed but she felt every tiny movement and her clit went into overdrive taking her with it. She was on her way again, hip humping, mewling, breathing deep and heavy, her bonds joining her dots to the arousal swimming within her. Last night torture resurfacing to connect with todays. "Oh Nick, oh yes baby, oh you naughty naughty boy, ooooh, oh Nick make me cum baby, make me cum." 

Nick left her, "I'll be back as soon as I can mom, I love you." And he was gone. Melody cried out to him. 

"Please Nick don't do this to me baby, I need you, please come back," but he didn't, she waited as patiently as she could, she had no other option. Not one man in her life had dared to even think of treating her this way, and yet her son, at her behest was. And Melody was beginning to regret it, he had the control. She had told him to take it. He had her tied up and helpless, and she had told him to do it. She had told him to 'take' her, and not ask, and he had done just that. 

Everything was at her request so why did she think he was out of order? "Because he hasn't let me cum," she cried out loudly. She struggled to put pressure into her pussy and failed, she fell back spent, she wanted to cum so badly, but she couldn't, and now she knew she wouldn't, not until Nick returned and let her, end of! 

An age passed, she had no idea of time only that she had been there for a long period, the door opened and Nick came in. And once again she went into thankful loving mode, so pleased to see him, she acted like a lonely puppy waiting for her master to show her some love. 

He had a small bag with him, "I hope you don't mind mom but I borrowed some money out of your purse so I could buy a few things." He told her. Melody didn't care what he had done; she just wanted him near her. 

"Please baby, don't do this, it isn't fair, I would never dream of doing this to you honey, please?" Tears filled her gorgeous eyes. Nick felt like a heel but he was determined to finish, if he could, what he had, or rather his mother, had started. He quickly removed his clothes and put the bag on the bed, he got on with her and kissed her, it was the best kiss Melody had ever had. 

Nick immediately went into the control role; he caressed her nipples, stroked them, kissed them and sucked very very hard on them. This brought Melody back to the heated melting pot she was. His finger drifted to, found and tickled her clit. Melody wanted to close her legs but couldn't. 

"Do you want to cum mother?" he asked twiddingly away at her, she hadn't any choice, there was no fight, no resistance. 

"Oh yes Nick, please let me, make me, I'll do anything for you baby, anything at all just let me cum." Nick pulled his finger out, his cock was as hard as it had ever been, and he was killing himself by not getting on top of her and trying, if he could, to wreck her totally. 

He dipped his hand into the bag and brought out a brand new vibrating butt plug, about 3 inches long, and ¾" of an inch wide, pushing his hand between her buttocks he spread her cheeks and pushed it in. 

"Nick," she protested. He turned it on a watched, Melody jumped and squealed. "Nick, stop, take it out, don't, oh please Nick don't." He waited silently, his mothers protests died away as quickly as they had started, he got her clit again under his finger and she was off. This time she would cum whenever she was ready. 

It didn't take long, between them, butt plug, finger, and mouth on her nipple Melody blew like Moby Dick. It was the biggest, largest, fattest and most gigantic cum she had ever had. She literally imploded before she exploded, and shattered under him, it was cataclysmic. 

When she opened her eyes once more to the world she was nestled up against her son, who had her in his arms. Melody had no thoughts as to where she was, the only feeling she had was of sublime happiness, complete satisfaction, and divine contentment rippling through her. 

This was her new life, from being the one doing the teaching, showing the way, the guiding light. It was her who was the one being led. Her son had taken on board all she had said and turned it to his complete advantage. She felt the butt plug in her still, the battery had either died or he had turned it off, she knew not. Melody wiggled her bum, it felt terrific. 

Nick hugged her, he too had been sleeping, "time for a bath mom, don't you think?" he said. 

"Yes baby, let me go and run it," she replied. As she got up the plug popped out and fell to the floor with a thud, they both looked at it, and they both broke out in laughter. "You'll have to buy one that stays in honey," she told him without thinking of what she was saying. 

As she approached the bathroom, she heard him tell her, "I already have something for there that won't fall out mom." It wasn't until she turned on the water that she realised what he meant. "The cheeky young bugger," she giggled to her reflection in the mirror. "Melody Baker what's happened, you are in deep now, he is the most beautiful man I have ever known, and I love him terribly." She told the reflection. 

She sat on the edge of the bath, "I have given myself over to him haven't I?" she asked herself. "What he did by tying your hands has changed your life, you want to be tied up by him, you trust him don't you." She looked at herself in the mirror, "let him do anything he wants to you, in fact I know he wouldn't have to tie you up now. You'll do everything for him for free!" 

A few minutes later he came in and Melody went to him, like the love sick woman she was, she put her arms around her son's neck and kissed him. "Come on baby, let's get in, Nick sat back and his mother sat between his legs facing away. She leaned back on him, the thought struck her that while he had the upper hand in a way, willingly given, she still had a lot of teaching to do. 

Nick had used what she had taught him, and turned it to his distinct advantage. But he was still a boy when it came to women, his prowess was that of a confident and knowing man, but he had a lot to learn, and Melody would show him, and also she would let him find his own way. 

As her son cupped her tits from behind, the soapy water made his touch feel like silk, she revelled in it. She thought for a moment, "this has only been going on since yesterday and now I feel like it's been forever, he is so good at everything he has tried, or done. I'm so looking forward to the rest of it!" And she giggled. 

"Whets funny mom?" he asked as he gave her nipples a delicious squeeze. 

Melody's head turned to him, she kissed his cheek, "nothing baby, just a giggle, that's all." She moved now and turned to him, sitting between his legs, hers over his, they were almost pussy to balls. She felt for them, softly tickled them in one hand and took his magnificent cock in the other. This was Melody's favourite place to play with a cock, sat between legs and fingering it, balls, and ass. 




An Unexpected Love



She really inspected it as she wallowed in the glory of having a growing prick in her delicate hands. No other cock had what this one had, she blessed that day she had let Roddy, his ex best friend, almost fuck her. It had all led to this, her finding the cock that was made in heaven, to be given heaven in return in the form of her fabulous body, each had been designed for the other. 

Nick looked at his mother in complete admiration, and she knew there was nothing in, or on her, that he could find fault with. She was lucky in the extreme to look and be the way she was. Her skin was smooth and shiny, glistening with vitality and healthy glow. Her body was as sensitive to the touch as it always had been, from the day she discovered the joys of sex and love, she had always been like this. 

Their eyes locked, she was passing love from hers to his, and Nick was in awe again, time after time, the small things she did, the soft looks knocked him sideways. His cock was at its biggest, not only by her hand, but by the fact that it was her. She had power in her touch, her look, her looks, and she knew how to use every wile and guile to get her man, Nick was got! 

"Lay back darling," she said shyly, and coyly, through long lashes. He did so and Melody began the longest wank in history, the warm soapy scented water did it magic, more than ably supported by her knowing fingers and palms. Nicks eyes closed as he slipped into a sleepy coma, only to be brought back to reality by his mother's finger pushing slowly up his ass. 

"Mom," he muttered, not knowing she was doing it on purpose, he thought she had made a mistake, but he liked the feel of it sliding in, it was the most unusual tingling sensation. "Your er, ah er finger is er ah, mmm, in my bum!" 

"Yes darling, she answered, "do you like it hmmm?" And she wiggled it around whilst getting the entire digit in as far as she could, her other hand was beginning to blur up and down his shaft. Nick lay back and happily let it happen, his mother knew what she was doing, so he accepted it. 

Soon his legs began to stiffen, he knew why, he was going to cum, Melody's hand was a jelly covering every inch of his prick; her eyes were now locked on, waiting for that magic moment she loved so much, to see cum flying high into the air. She felt the change in it, it seemed to harden and grow even more, then his hips jumped, his legs tightened against her hips and he came. 

It shot high over his left shoulder to splatter over the wall behind him. Gradually getting lower as the impact lessened, it hit his shoulder, then his chest and Melody was mesmerised completely. This was the best finish she had ever witnessed, and she'd seen a few. She rubbed his cum into his chest and got lower to rub everything she could reach, then the softening tingly head in the palm, as she stroked his prick in the other. 

Melody let him rest, then got to her knees and washed him all over, she washed his hair too, then she did herself. "Come on sweet cheeks," she said, nipping his goolies, tittering, "lets get dry and go for something to eat, you must be famished now, I know I am babe." They had fun drying off, Melody had all on to stop him molesting her to the bathroom floor, he was insatiable. 

She settled him down and went to the kitchen, she made sandwiches, then prepared a proper meal, and then they began to talk. 

"Mom," he ventured, "I know you've had a few boyfriends and believe me I'm okay with that. But you've never had one longer than two months if my memory is correct, why?" 

"Simple darling," she said, "over the years I have never found one that I knew was right for me, or," she added, "right for you, for them to be in your life. And if they can't cut it after two months or less, then they aren't going to cut it ever, are they?" He saw the lgic in that. 

"What about me then mom, two days, hmmm?" he asked. 

"You, I have known for ever," she told him, "and now not only do I know you, I have found you. And listen to me Nick Baker, you are the one baby. I have had you all your life, and it took Roddy Johnson to show me you, so don't ever think of two months, think in years from now, and many of them okay?" 

Nick pulled her into his lap, "mom," he said so softly, she had to lean in, "I love you, I have loved you forever, and one day this would have happened anyway, one way or the other, but I would have got you." It was said with such certainty that she had to believe him. 

Then he asked her a question that nearly stopped her breathing, nearly. "Have you ever been with another woman, I have never seen you with one?" Melody was stunned into stillness and momentary silence, wondering where this had come from. 

She had to be careful here, what did he want to know and why, should she tell him the truth, or deny anything of that nature. He would never know if she lied would he? But the trouble was, she would know she had lied, and she had already told herself that the quickest way to bother, is to lie! 

She gave a little cough, "there was a girl when I had just had you honey, I was lonely, your dad had gone and left me, my parents weren't that helpful in those days, and I er, yes there was another woman, girl actually. I was nearly twenty, she was eighteen, we were together for about six months before we parted." 

"Did you love her?" 

"I suppose I must have done, six months with someone is a long time for me honey," she answered. "Why do you want to know?" 

"Well," he said, "I've often wondered what it would be like to see two women, I'm sorry mom, but when I saw a video last year it kind of gave me a thrill. It wasn't just a porno film, it was a love scene, two women giving love, not just sex, and I found it exciting too." 

Melody cringed inside, and she also smiled, 'what a grown up boy I have, I never knew him at all did I? I haven't even looked until now,' she told herself. 

She plated him some food and they started eating, then he said."Will you tell me about her mom, do you still see her, do you know where she is, do you think about her at all?" 

"I haven't seen her for almost twenty years baby," she said, "I don't know where she is, but to be honest, yes I do think about her occasionally. Like I said, she was eighteen, and it was her who made the first move, I was a bit weepy, she took me in her arms and the next thing we were in bed, with you in your crib next to us." 

He pondered her answer for a while, then said, "You must have thought more than a little about her mom. Haven't you ever thought of other women mom, or has it just been guys?" 

'Wow,' Melody thought, 'where is he coming from?' 

"I haven't thought of starting a relationship with another woman or girl for that matter. I have 'checked' some out though," and she laughed. Nick laughed with her, he believed her understood. 

"I can't blame you mom, you had a hard time didn't you?" He pulled her to him and they kissed. 

"Yes darling, I did," she said in between the kiss, "but I have you now don't I, what more could I want?" 

Again he pondered, then said, "Okay mom, one final question or two, he added. If you met your ideal woman, what would she be like, would you prefer her to be your age, colour, height, weight, and anything else that crosses your mind?" Melody was getting used to being stunned, but Nick kept adding to the list. 

She thought for a long time, wondering whether to answer him, but she reasoned, he would ask her again if she didn't answer. "Okay," she said, "but no more after this young man, please? Helen was an Asian girl, from India, medium colour, coffee if you like, long black hair, slim, but all there, if you know what I mean. And she was extremely beautiful. There now, enough?" 

"Yes," he said, "but if she walked in here right now, or another eighteen year old, what would your reaction be?" 

"Nick," she said exasperated, "I have you, why would I want to go with another girl?" she replied, but Nick thought he detected something, aq slight hesitancy., He would file it away for possible future conversations. 

"That's alright mom, inquisition over, now get over here and give me a kiss before I drag you upstairs and fuck your ass!" Melody was as shocked at that statement as she ever had been. 

"Nick Baker, don't you dare use that kind of language to me!" she said indignantly. That's when she saw the look in his eye, ' Oh no,' she thought, 'he has that look, I might be in trouble now?' She was! Her son rose deliberately and walked towards her, she shrieked and ran to the other side of the table, he followed at his own pace. 

She knew she could keep ahead of him, but there was no doubting what the end result would be. He would catch her she knew, she raced off, he followed at speed now, more screams and frantic laughing came from her, she laughed and giggled but the chase would soon be over. At the top of the stairs he tapped her ankle and she went down, now he stood over her. 

She looked up at him, he undid his belt, dropped his trousers, waggled his stiff shaft at her and said menacingly. "Now mommy dearest is it time for you to be done in your ass, yes?" he taunted her with that glint she had come to know already there in his eyes. Melody was in fear, she had always resisted back end sex, it had never been a source of sexual pleasure, either in her mind or in reality. She had always thought it to be a bit dirty, unhealthy, and unhygenic. 

"Nick, I don't like this, I don't want it, I won't let you do it either, so you can stop this nonsense right now," It was all said with a shout. But her problem was, she was on the floor, he was stood over her, and her eyes, were on the cock he was waving at her. Unconciously she slathered for it. 

Nick pulled his shirt off, kicked his trousers away and now he was naked. Melody wasn't thinking straight, 'he won't be able to do me in my bum because I'll struggle and kick, he won't get the chance!' But she had forgotten about the ropes still attached to each corner of her bed. 

The red mist descended over Nick, now he was going to do his mother, like it or not. He reached down, took a handful of her silky hair, it spread between his fingers like warm soft honey. The he took her by the upper arm and got her to her feet. "Mom, you know there's nothing you can do, you have to let me, and you have to give it to me." He told her kindly, but forcibly. 

"I won't Nick Baker, you are not going there, I don't care what you say!" she said heatedly. His answer to that was to sweep her off her feet and carry her into her bedroom, where he laid her on the bed, but never let her go. She was half turned away from him, and she began to kick and fight, all Nick did was to climb on her, grab a wrist and it was in the slip knot before she coulñd draw breath. 

Her son ignored every threat, every repulse, every struggle, and every kick, he was on a mission, and he would complete it! Her other wrists went into another noose. Melody suddenly realised that she was already doomed. Nick was on top of her, she was face down, and he ripped her blouse away followed by her skirt and the little underwear she had on. 

Melody kicked and screamed at him, bellowing, begging, beseeching, ordering him to let her go this instant. She curled her knees up tight to her chest, and tucked her fet in. He nonchalontly turned, reached down, then aimed a thunderous slap at her buttocks, two landed before her feet naturally shot downwards, her legs straightened and stiffened under the two blows. 

But the slaps served their purpose, he spread one leg and that was noosed, the other went in without further protest. Nicks mother was now tied face down on her bed, and her son was readying himself to fuck her ass. She realised the futility of more protests but begged him not to, she was frightened, it would hurt, he might catch an infection, she might bleed. 

It all fell on sympathetic but very deaf ears, Nick stroked her ass, he sighed at the sight once more, the two half moons, firm and very inviting, his prick grew back to where it had been a few minutes ago. The slope to her lower back, the delighful taper of her legs. Her back widening up to her shoulders, her spine a straight line down the centre. 

He pulled her hair free, it was tangled around her beautiful face, he lay it to one side so he could see her. His prisoner was at his loving mercy, and from what he had heard from her, no one had ever been where he was about to go! He slid a finger down the crack of her ass, it was soft yet firm, she tried to squeeze her cheeks together but the invading finger found its mark. 

"Nick, oh Nick please don't please?" she begged, he pressed her crinkly little brown hole and Melody gasped, she sucked in a huge breath. "Oh Nick no baby, don't, please stop," but the invading finger pressed on until it sank in up to the first knuckle. He slowly wiggled it, Melody in response wiggled her bum along with the finger. 

"Nick darling, please stop oh don't Nick, you mustn't do this its too naughty." But the finger continued its journey into the dark brown depths, his mother shrieked into the covers, her ass lifted into the air. Nick kneeling beside her pushed further, her sphincter slipped over the second knuckle. 

Then he pulled it back, Melody gave a sigh of relief, but moaned quickly when it went back in. Melody knew now, realised that he was doing what he wanted, and she wasn't being asked, just as she had told him to do. 'This is my own fault, all this is down to me. You can't stop him Melody Baker, you've had that!' 

There was only one thing left to do, she decided, as his finger began to wreak havoc in her ass, it was hot, invasive and very inquisative. But it was his free hand that tipped the scales in his favour, he slipped it under her and sank several fingers into her beginning to leak pussy. Her clit was sought out and found, this again raised Melody's ass high into the air, now her son had all the control he would ever need. 

She made one last plea before total capitulation was completed. "Please Nick, the bathroom baby, in the bathroom there is a bottle of baby oil, please go and get it. It will help with the friction, please?" Nick saw and heard that, it was a good idea he thought, he hadn't considered using anything. He hurried away, and returned with it. 

"Spread it Nick, on and in my bum, and on yourself please baby, do it for me." He did, she was dripping in it, and it was dripping off his cock as he got behind her, his knees forcing hers further apart. Melody began to cry, he nearly stopped, but somehow his cock had the power now, and he probed for her, and it went in like a hot knife through butter. 

Melody screamed again into the covers, Nick could feel the tightness around his prick, he was in! Something in his head told him to go easy, nice and slow, he pushed forward, his mother was waving her head side to side, moaning with every turn, Nick was going deeper. He pulled back and pushed again. Melody kept moaning, in and out he went several times, only an inch or two, but she loosening, he could feel it, he was doing the right thing! 

Now he lay his weight on her, but he felt for her clit again first, he found it because she reacted the way she always did, with a 'humph' and a wiggle. Now hooking his hands under her shoulders, he would need to grip her when he started to screw her ass properly. "Oh Nick, oh please be careful darling, please be gentle?" 

Nick pushed harder but slowly, and soon he bottomed out, there was no more hot hard flesh to get in her ass. Melody's perception of cock in her ass began to change, she had always feared it, but now because Nick was doing what he wanted to do, the fact that she was tied face down gave him everything he wanted, which was her! 

She felt a sea change which began in her pussy, and began to spread to all the parts that make up her sexual persona. Nick withdrew and went back in, she curled up inside, he withdrew again and pushed back in. Melody's moan this time wasn't just pain, it was part pleasure too. 

Nick started to hump her a little more, and soon he began to build a head of steam. Of his prick, Melody felt everything as he sank in and pulled out. Soon he was plumbing the depths of her upturned ass, and she was beginning to like it. Nick was fucking her defenceless ass now, he was nailing her time after time, thrust after thrust. 

Melody cried out as the sudden climax claimed her as its first victim, she was stunned to feel it, she had never imagined that a climax could be got this way, but Nick unknowingly had proved her wrong. The pain was always in the background, but she accepted it now as a part of what he was doing, and no consideration for her, which was how she liked it. 

More climaxes followed before he shot his load deep into her bowels, she felt her body swell like a tyre in a garage being pumped up too much. The cum filled her, the heat was immense; it made her cum one last time. When Nick stopped and was still, Melody looked over her shoulder at him. Now she knew there would never be any resistance to him ever again, no matter what it was he asked for, or said. 

Nick lifted his hips from her and his cock popped out, Melody felt the emptiness, and lamented it. She wanted to hold him, and love him, snuggle into him, and more than that, she wanted to give herself to him, forever. But she was still tied face down, and there nothing to be done, she lay there and waited for her young masterful lover to do his thing. 

Melody felt her bonds being loosened, she rolled over to face him, both were a bit sheepish at the odd turn of events. But she looked past that, she moved to him, letting him know she was fine, by kissing him and telling him that she loved him more than words could ever say. 

"Nick Baker," she said, in a mock indignant voice, "just look at your cock; it needs a good wash babe, come on. Shower, or another bath hmmm?" 

"Lead the way mom, you decide," she dashed off and ran another bath, she wanted to be where she lied to be with her man, in hot soapy water. But mixed in with her short dash was a definite limp. She smiled and giggled to herself, "the young sod, my ass hurts but I think I'm going to have to get used to that aren't I?" 

She had a great time in the bath with him; she silently continued to teach him the way to treat a woman. Showing him the pleasure he could give her without having to resort to sexual behaviour, or "deviance," she laughed and indicated her bum. Nick was happy too. 

Later they talked again, this time it was Nick who spoke the most. "Mom, we both like the bondage thing, its between us and no one else. And you being tied up, you like to be treated, er not badly, but punished and made to accept whatever I like to do, that's right isn't it?" 

His mother thought for a moment, and said, "Yes Nick, I have to admit it I do like it, I didn't know I would like it until you did it though." 

"Yes I know mom, but that's the way its going to be from now on, we both like it, and already it's a part of what we are and what we do, isn't it, when it comes to that, it's me, and not you, okay?" melody knew what he was saying, and he was right, it was him and not her. 

"Yes darling, we'll see where we go, but you can call the shots, I agree with you baby." Her answer finished any future conversation about them. She was also pregnant; he had filled her with so much cum there was no way it couldn't have happened. She had always used a cap when having sex, and always made her partner wear a condom, but nothing had been used with her son. 

They had twins, both are extremely healthy, Melody developed a bondage room, everything is secret between them. She suffers terribly sometimes, but connected with that is the sexual gratification she and Nick get from their union, and love knows no bounds. 




An Unexpected Love



But unknown to Melody, Nick was using the internet, he was looking for a young dark girl, aged between eighteen and twenty that could take his mother on in bed, bonds or no bonds.



An Unexpected Love



"I just feel like jumping in the truck and coming over there, but I know I can't do that. We are going to have to figure out a way spend sometime alone together."

"I know, we will work it out I promise."

"What is our first move going to be?"

"Well how about on Saturday we take the day at the beach, you said he loves to surf, what better place to spend some time and get to know each other."

"Sounds great, I know he is going to love you as much as I do. But let's keep it simple for now, I don't want him to be upset by all of this, it's new to us both you know."

"I know, and we will take everything as slow as it needs to be. We have a lot to work out about our relationship and where it might go, I don't want to spoil anything anymore than you do."

"I know that, I just miss you being here though. I need you."

"I need you too, can you get away from the site for a short time on your lunch break or do you have to stay there?"

"No, I could leave for a short time, I could tell Tom I need to do an Errand or something. Why what do you have in mind?"

"Nothing really I just want to see you even if it's just for a short time it's not like I want to jump your bones for a quickie or something I just need to hold you, kiss you for a short time if that's alright?"

"Of course its alright, but what's wrong with a quickie?"

"The place and time."

"I know."

"Okay, I will meet you at the bluff you know the one I showed you, it's close to where you are, do you think you can get there?"

"Yeah sure, I can leave about 12:00 I would be there in 10 I would think."

"Okay, I will see you there. I can't wait."

"Me either, I best get off here then and get some sleep if I can."

"Yeah me too. I love you Ry, Goodnight."

"I love you too, goodnight."

It was hell waiting for 12 o'clock to get here, when they called lunch I was off like a shot, I told Tom I had an errand I needed to run that couldn't wait until I got off, so he gave me an extra half hour lunch so I could get it done with out rushing. So good of him for that, if he only knew the errand I was about to run.

I pulled up to the bluff and Jaime was already there, I switched over to his SUV with tinted windows of course. Opening the door I smiled and got in. 

"Hey baby."

"Hey," I wasted no time but was in his arms kissing him, laying across his lap his arms around me.

I couldn't help myself I found my way to his pants and had them undone in no time pulling out his cock stroking it while we continued to kiss. His hands were equally busy doing the same thing. My only hope was that no one venture upon us too soon. I continued to stroke his cock while breaking our kiss and kissing down his chest. He knew what I was up to and allowed it, my tongue was teasing his pee hole, he was moaning and thrusting his hips. I sucked his cock into my mouth, taking it deep like he likes it. He put his hands on each side of my face and drew me back into his arms, kissing me gently he held me.

"You know we don't have time for that, not that I don't love it but we can't afford for someone to walk up on us."

"I know," I said doing my zipper back up.

"I miss you so much Ry, let's just sit for as long as we can I don't need to make love to you to be close."

"I miss you too Jaime. This is so hard not being able to be with you every night. But I know it's the right thing to do right now. It's hard, but we will be together soon."

"Yes, we will. By the way we really need to talk about what we are planning to do after T.J. knows about us. Do you want to move into together or just keep things simple and I spend some nights at your place and vice versa?"

"Do we have to make those kind of decisions right now, I hope we have lots of time to decide what we are going to go."

"Sure, we can wait I just need to know that we are heading somewhere Ry, I have been down this relationship road before and I just don't know what I would do if I lost you. I just found you I can't loose you now."

"No one is going anywhere Jaime. I want a future with you, me and T.J. but we have to go slow I need to make sure he will be okay with having us live together as a couple, do understand that?"

"Of course I do. Look at the time you better get back before your missed and I have to get back to the office."

"Alright, I will call you tonight when he is asleep."

"I can't wait, one for the road?" he said pulling me into his arms tight and kissing me hard.

I decided to test the waters that night with T.J. and watch a movie called Shelter, the story of a young man who comes to terms with being gay, who falls in love with another man, in turn he is almost always responsible for his nephew. I had watched it before hand and knew where to fast forward past the love scene, but I wanted him to see the relationship between the two men and the boy. How in the end they ended up being a happy family.

We watched the movie and he loved the surfing scenes and he did comment on how they (the two men) were kissing and stuff. I told him that sometimes it's not just men and women who fall in love with each other but men can fall in love with men, just like women can fall in love with women. That it's not wrong that they do but that you can't help who you love you just love them, that sometimes it may seem odd to others. But that it was amazing the people you can meet and fall in love with and that when he was old enough he would understand that.

I put him to bed then, and called Jaime to tell him about what I had done. He was delighted that I had already talked to T.J. about it somewhat and that Saturday should be a little bit easier.

"Well maybe he will understand a little bit better now when we tell him that we are together. He has seen other men together and was okay with it right?"

"He seemed to be, do you think I did the right thing?"

"Of course, I wish I had thought about it. I saw that film it was great."

"I just hope our story has a happy ending too."

"It will Ry, we will work everything out and be able to be together soon."

"I know it's just that I miss you."

"Me too. Hey I will bring lunch on Saturday and we can have a picnic on the beach or up on the bluff, sound okay to you?"

"Sounds perfect. I guess we need to get off here, I will talk to you tomorrow, I love you."

"I love you too, I will call you at lunch."

"Okay, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Saturday arrived and I told T.J. we were going to spend the day at the beach he was so happy and excited. Jaime and I decided he would come over to us after we had been there for a little while, and we would act like old friends and I would invite him to join us. We would see how the day went.

We had been in the water for awhile I decided it was time to back to the beach because Jaime was due to arrive shortly. The sat on the beach building a sand castle, I saw Jaime walking towards us and I braced for the first meeting. He walked up and we gave each other a knowing smile and wink.

"Hello Ryland."

"Well Hello Jaime, how are you?"

"I am just fine, and you?"

"Great."

"Well now who is this handsome young guy," he said getting down on the sand by T.J.

"This is my son T.J., T.J. this is a good friend of mine, Jaime. Can you say hello?"

"Hi," he said continuing to play in the sand.

"What are you guys up to today?"

"We are just hanging out here on the beach today, would you like to join us?"

"Sure why not, if you don't mind T.J."

"It's ok I guess."

"Thanks pal," I said as we gathered more sand in the bucket for the other wall of the castle.

It was going really well, they talked about surfing, the waves, he told Jaime about going to the farm, zoo and going with Marge. He was really getting along well with Jaime. I was so happy that they were getting along so well. We went surfing for a little while and the T.J. said that he was hungry, we cleaned up and headed for the truck. Jaime got the lunch out and we went to a picnic table over by playground. After lunch T.J. went to go play, we sat and watched him.

"Well how do you think it's going?"

"Its all good Ry, he is a great kid."

"Yeah I know right."

"I love you."

"I love you Jaime," I said sneaking my hand over for a touch.

"Be careful, we don't want to mess this up now it's going so well."

"I know, I just can't stand keeping my hands off your body when your so close."

"I know the feeling, but its all for the best in the end you know."

"Yeah I know."

"How about you come over tomorrow night for supper, or so you think that is too soon.?"

"No, he is adjusting pretty good the more he sees us together the more interaction we have with each other the better."

"Okay, I will cook burgers and steaks on the grill."

"Sounds good."

"Sounds good to have to be able to have you back with me as soon as possible."

The day was getting late and though I hated to T.J. was getting tired and I really needed to get him home. We separated and headed for home with promises for calls later on.

On the way home I asked T.J. what he thought of Jaime, he said he was nice. I didn't want to push the subject so I dropped it, but added he was going to come over tomorrow night for supper. He asked why and I said that he was a friend and that I like talking to him and hanging out. He didn't say anymore but fell asleep in his seat.

The next night I had the grill going, the steaks were almost done. I had made a salad and mac and cheese which is T.J.'s favorite. Jaime arrived, T.J. was in the backyard when the bell rang so before I let him in the door we stole a kiss and hug. He followed me to the backyard he shouted a hello to T.J. and he said hi back. I finished the steaks and Marge came out the back door.

"Hello, I'm Marge Holland," she said shaking Jaime's hand.

"I'm Jaime Wade, how do you do."

"Ryland told me all about you."

"He did huh."

"Yes, he did."

"And your feelings on the subject?"

"I think as long as Ryland and T.J. are happy , I am happy. They are the only family I have, I don't want them to be hurt by anything or anyone."

"I know what you mean, and I promise no one is out to hurt anyone. I happen to love him very much, and T.J. is a great kid. We had a good time at the beach yesterday. We are working our relationship in little bit at a time. There is no rush I told Ry that."

"Good, I think I like you. But don't push your luck."

"I got ya," he said laughing.

Dinner was great we had a good laugh, Jaime told us about some of his trips to other countries, T.J. thought it was great that he used to a pro surfer. After dinner we all chipped in got the kitchen cleaned up. Marge spoke up and asked T.J. if he would like to spend the night over at her place so he didn't have to get up so early in the morning when I had to leave for work. T.J. jumped up and down asking if it was okay because he liked staying over at Marge's playing with Toby her cat. I said that it was fine with me if he wanted to. I thanked Marge because I knew why she asked, so Jaime and I could have some time alone.

"She's a sly ole fox ain't she?"

"She sure is," I said as I undid his belt pulling him at the same time towards the bedroom.

"I see your not wasting anytime."

"Anytime I can get you alone, expect the same treatment."

With that we removed our clothes, our hands roamed over every inch of each other, kissing along the way. Jaime wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked us over to the bed. He laid me down, he began stroking my cock while my legs were still wrapped around him, my fingers playing with his nipples, rubbing over his chest and stomach. He leaned down and kissed me, then rubbed our cock together, started grinding his cock into mine. 

We rolled over I slipped down his body kissing my way down to his cock, I lick all the way down the shaft to his balls, licking and sucking on them. Teasing his hole with my tongue, I slid my tongue back up to the tip, sucking on it gently, the taking his cock deep into my mouth. Using my hand with my mouth, sucking and jerking him off at the same time. His hands roamed my body, his moans mixing with my own as he pulled me up to him, kissing his lips. 

He rolled me over onto my stomach, his assault on my ass with his tongue began, I tossed and turned with pleasure. I put my hand on his head pushing as far into my ass as he would allow. I went up onto my knees, leaned back on his chest, reaching back we kissed.

"I want you inside me Jaime."

"Yeah," he said as I went back down to the bed he got the lube from the stand rubbed it on his cock and my hole.

Poised at my hole he pushed the head in, I sucked in my breath and he waited as usual, he was so patient with me on that. I shook my head for him to go ahead, his cock was deep inside in the next minute. He started with slow, long strokes. He was starting to hit my spot, I reached back and put my hand on his ass encouraging him to go faster. He obliged me by driving his cock harder and faster into my hole. I started bucking my hips meeting his thrusts. The feeling was so amazing I couldn't hardly think, just feel.

We switched positions, Jaime laid down on the bed and I straddled his hips, guided his cock in, and began riding him. His hands were everywhere on my skin, I leaned back grinding my ass into his cock, Jaime came up for air on that one.

"You keep doing that and I am going to cum too soon."

I laughed and did it again, he pulled me down on his chest kissing me and rolling me onto my back, my legs thrown over his shoulders, he drove his cock into me harder and faster as I stroked my cock. My hips were thrusting upwards driving me insane with passion. I told him I was about to cum, he started thrusting faster. I came loads all over my stomach, he thrust a few more times and said he was going to cum, he started to pull out I locked my legs around him to stop him, he just looked at me. I pulled him close with my hand on his ass encouraging him to keep fucking me.

"Cum inside me Jaime, I want it."

"Ry, are you sure about that?"

"I trust you, please Jaime."

We held onto each other thrusting against each other, our skin slapping together, the sounds of our moaning filling the room. Jaime let out a deep grunt and I could feel his seaman filling me, warm, wet, and so satisfying, I came between us. We held onto each other for the longest time while touching, kissing. I have never felt so happy or so loved. Jaime moved off of me and I turned to my side, he moved in behind me taking me in his arms. We fell asleep in total exhaustion. 

It had been a month now since Jaime and T.J. met, they were getting along well, we were careful not to do anything in front of him. One night I was putting him to bed, we had just our prayers. I sat down on the bed after tucking him in.

"Daddy."

"Yeah."

"Do you love Jaime."

"What?"

"Do you love Jaime like those two guys in that movie we watched?"

"Um, well yes T.J. I do. I love him and you very much."

"I know that daddy, it's okay that you love him too. Like you said you can't help who you love. Is it okay if I love him too just like you?"

"Of course it is. We didn't want to do anything around you that would make you feel uncomfortable."

"You mean like kissing and stuff huh."

"Yeah like kissing and stuff."

"Its okay daddy, he makes you happy. You smile a lot more than you used to after mommy left. I like him a lot."

"I think he makes us both happy, you have been a lot happier here lately too. I am very glad you like him buddy, he's going to be around for a long time."

"He won't leave us like mommy did will he?" 

"Of course he won't he loves us."

"Mommy loved us to didn't she?"

"As much as she could son, but it wasn't enough for her to want to stay. I'm sorry she left, I really am."

"Me too."

"You go to sleep now, I'll see you in the morning."

"Night daddy, will you tell Jaime goodnight for me?"

"Course I will," I said kissing his forehead, turning out the light I shut the door and went back into the living room.

I sat down on the couch and burst into tears, "Ry What's the matter?"

"You know I got the greatest kid in the world."

"I know that, what happened?"

"He knows about us."

"What."

"He asked me if I love you like the guys in the movie we watched. I told him yes, and he said that he understood. He said that he loves you too and he hopes that you won't leave us like his mother did."

"Wow, he is amazing. Why not look at his father, you amaze me everyday with how much you love both of us, your able to be everything to both of us. I love both of you so much and I am not going anywhere ever."

"I love you," I said wrapping my arms around him.

We were a family at last, Jamie, T.J., Marge and I, a very different family but a extremely happy one.