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Mom's Christmas Tradition

By: lovecraft68



Authors note: Welcome to my last story of the year and hope you had a Merry Christmas. Now as always I have a disclaimer, if you are not familiar with my work, I do not write quick stroke, I try to build a story and create a good lead in to the taboo encounter. So if you are looking for a quick stroke this story may not be for you. Now a second disclaimer for new and old readers alike. I wanted to end the year with something different. I was not sure what, but I wanted to try to go against a lot of the tried and true standards that work in these stories. So this is what I came up with. These stories are fantasies, they are about fantasies that many of us have, but we realize they are just that. Because of that these stories tend to suspend reality. In these tales sons secretly desire their mother and eventually act on it. Well my spin here is what if a son had a more "realistic" reaction. What if he never considered sex with his Mom and even when confronted with the idea thinks its wrong? How could he be convinced? What could be a fun scenario that could work for that? Hence this story. I came up with the idea for "The tradition" a few weeks ago and created this story around it. It takes a bit to get to the climax, but I am going more for story here and hope you will give it a chance.. I feel the end delivers. Thanks for reading! Lovecraft68

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Oh yeah, that's it, I thought while watching Tracy kiss my chest, Just keep heading south. Instead of south however, Tracy slid her face to the left. My initial disappointment gave way to an excited thrill, as flicking her tongue out, she began licking my nipple.

"Oh, that feels nice." I whispered, bringing my hand up and rubbing it across her soft back.

"Yeah?" She asked, looking up at me with her big blue eyes, "You like that Matt?"

"I love how it looks even more." 

I meant what I said. Her pink tongue sliding around my chest looked fucking amazing, and for the first time in awhile I felt my hopes rise; maybe we would finally have some good hard sex. Tracy giggled and blushing, put her head down sending my hopes in the other direction. In the beginning I'd found Tracy's shyness sweet and endearing. After all, we were each other's firsts, and I think I would have been taken aback if she had fucked like a porn star right off the bat. That first time had been six months ago and I starting to get frustrated. Hell if it wasn't noon, I wouldn't even be able to watch, as at night she always wanted the lights off when we fooled around. 

I couldn't understand what she was shy about, Tracy was hot as hell. She had an incredibly tight little body that included a perfect set of perky little tits, a firm round ass that fit just right in the palms of my hands, and her legs were in great shape from cheerleading. Her baby blue eyes went along with long curly blonde hair, and a smile that never failed to make me smile back.

"Well I'm glad you like it." Tracy whispered looking up at me and giving me that smile. "After all, it is your Christmas present."

I smiled back at her and told myself to relax. Right now I had it pretty damn good. It was the day before Christmas, both my brothers were in town for the week, and best of all I was lying naked in Tracy's bed. Speaking of naked, all she was wearing was the silver bracelet I had given her an hour ago for Christmas. Making things even better, her mother was at work and we had all afternoon to play. Tracy slid up to me, and kissed me softly. I was lying with my right leg between hers, and could feel my hard cock pressing against her soft thigh. Even better than that, I could feel the heat of her pussy against my leg, and couldn't wait to see her spread it for me. Yeah, all things considered it wasn't bad being me right now. 

Tracy lightly slipped her tongue across my lips, and I parted them to let it invade my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. Tracy sighed happily and I gave a silent thanks to my oldest brother Todd who told me a few weeks ago when he called at Thanksgiving that it would be better if I didn't press and let Tracy get wilder on her own. As if trying to prove him right, Tracy broke the kiss, gave me a mischievous little smile that caused my heart to beat faster, and started sliding back down my body. Again her soft lips and wet tongue teased their way down my chest, but this time she didn't linger, she just kept working her way towards my aching cock. I reached down and started running my fingers through her hair and sighed at the sensation of her hard nipples sliding across my stomach. I again became aware of her pussy against my leg, and with a thrill of excitement realized it was leaving a wet trail along my flesh, she was excited too!

Tracy stopped at my stomach and started kissing and licking there. It felt good, looked great, but I could feel myself trembling with excitement. To this day she had not once sucked my cock directly in front of me. In the beginning either the lights would be off, or she would lie across me and all I could see was the back of her head. She'd also never given me a full blow job or let me cum anywhere near her face never mind in her mouth, I found myself hoping that could be part of my present today. Before Tracy I hadn't gotten beyond a little heavy petting with anyone else, and I was dying to know what it would feel like to be sucked off. To shoot my cum into her cute little mouth like all those guys did in the dirty movies I watched every night.

Today could definitely be the day! Tracy had made her way all the way down between my legs, her arms were resting on my thighs and her face was just over my hard cock. Tracy looked up at me nervously, and smiling reassuringly, I used another tip Todd had given me. 

"You look so sexy down there," I said softly. "So beautiful."

When I saw Todd tonight I was going to fucking kiss his ugly ass! After blushing and giving me the cutest little giggle, Tracy grabbed my cock in her hand, and kissed it. I groaned and my hips twitched as the kiss was followed with her swirling her tongue around the swollen head.

"Yeah, you want me too?" She asked.

"Of course I do," I told her. "You know I do."

"Okay," she said looking at my cock as she gave it a slow pump with her fist, "Merry Christmas!" 

I couldn't help but moan as Tracy slid her lips over the head of my cock and slowly took it into her mouth. She went down a couple of inches and slipped it back out. She licked her lips, and did it again, this time taking me a little deeper. I started caressing her back and stared at her, mesmerized by finally getting to see my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Oh, this was the best present ever. I was aware of everything and it all felt incredible. Her hard nipples were pressing against my thighs, her long hair felt great on my stomach, but of course best of all was her warm wet mouth and silky tongue caressing my throbbing cock.

My cock started throbbing even harder as she began taking it deeper. She was halfway down now, and was starting to use her hand as well, stroking me as she sucked. Tracy moved her head slightly and her hair fell across her face, obscuring my view. I slid my hand up her back, and getting a handful of her hair pulled it away from her face. Tracy had her eyes closed and I whispered. "Look up at me."

Tracy opened her eyes and after a brief hesitation looked at me. A thrill went through me as I looked into her big wide eyes as she blew me. I started running my fingers through her hair, and felt my thighs begin to start trembling. Tracy wasn't sucking all that hard or fast, but I was so worked up, I was already getting close to going off. I didn't want it to be over so soon and said quietly,"Tease me a little." 

Tracy slipped my cock from her mouth.

"Tease?"

"Yeah," I reached down and caressed her cheek. "You know, lick it up and down."

"You didn't like what I was doing?" She looked upset." It didn't feel good?"

Keeping calm, I told her. "It feels too good! I just you know," I grinned. "Wanna enjoy my present more."

"Oh okay," She smiled again and I breathed a silent sigh of relief. 

That silent sigh was transformed into a moan when dipping her head, Tracy placed her tongue at the base of my cock and worked it up the length of my shaft.

"Oh that looks so good Trace." I whispered, running my fingers through her hair again.

"Glad you like it."

She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock and licked the other side.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"Hmm-mmm" she grunted as she worked her way back up.

That little sound sent a surge though me. She did like it! She was going to get into it just like those girls in the blow job movies I loved to watch.

"Tell me what you like." I told her.

"I..." Tracy smiled and kissed the head of my cock. "I like making you feel good."

"No, tell me what you like doing to me."

Tracy looked at me as her hand still slowly stroked my cock. She knew what I wanted, I had asked her to talk dirty before, and figured since she was being more fun today...

"I really don't like to say it Matt."

"Come on Trace," I said getting frustrated. Was it that much to ask? "Don't act like a little kid."

"Kid?" she asked, letting go of my cock. "I'm between your legs blowing you, and I'm a kid I..."

"See there you go!" I told her excitedly. "Damn that sounded hot!" I smiled at her. "Say it again."

Tracy looked at me then giggled.

"You mean you like me blowing you?"

"I love you blowing me," sliding my hand between us I stroked her hard nipple. She moaned softly and my cock twitched at the sound. "I love you loving doing it to me." I continued, "Say it again, please?" 

"I like blowing you Matt." She said, giving my cock a squeeze. "I like...." She paused, then whispered. "I like sucking your cock."

"Oh damn!" I all but shouted "Now was that so hard?"

"No, but this is." Tracy squeezed my cock again causing some pre cum to ooze out "And I like that it's hard for me."

Oh, this was going to great! Tracy looked down at my cock then using the back of her hand wiped my sticky pre cum away. I was hoping she would have licked it off, but she made up for it by opening wide and taking my cock back into her mouth. Not only did she put it back in, but this time started sucking much faster than before. I laid there moaning at not just how good the heat of her mouth felt, but how fucking incredible she looked working my cock. She was again using her hand as well, and taking more of me down into her warm wet mouth then she ever had before. 

I clenched my hand in her hair and she looked up at me. I immediately loosened my grip, but kept my hand on the back of her head. After a minute I grew bold and started lightly pushing on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down my cock. I wasn't pushing hard, I was simply guiding her, but it was amazing. Just like the fucking movies. I was lying here getting a real blow job and any time now I was going to cum right inside of that pretty little mouth.

"Oh Tracy," I gasped, encouraging her. "Oh look at you! Look at you being a naughty girl."

Tracy gave a little giggle around my cock that sent a shiver through me. I kept going.

"That's right, look at you being a naughty little thing."

Tracy winked at me and spurred on, I took it further. "Yeah you love it don't you?"

"Hmmm-mm" she moaned around my throbbing prick.

That little noise was rapidly becoming the best thing I'd heard since the little squeal she had released in my ear when I had slipped inside of her for the first time. 

"Oh yeah," I groaned as I felt my legs start trembling again. "You love sucking that cock don't you?"

Tracy looked up from blowing me her eyes narrowed, but continued to suck. Too caught up to care she didn't seem thrilled with that last remark, I kept going.

"Yeah you're going to suck me off aren't you, you nasty little thing?"

I could feel the cum starting to building up in my balls as Tracy's hot mouth and wet tongue continued to work me up.

"I'm going to cum nice and hard for you Trace, right in that hot little mouth of yours."

Tracy shook her head, but I was beyond caring.

"Don't pretend you don't want too, you're going to love it aren't you? Go ahead, suck that cock you little slut, suck the cum right... no!"

Tracy had started to pull her head from my cock. I was almost there and as she tried to pull away I held her head down, and started pumping my hips, fucking her mouth. Tracy squealed, and mistaking it for an excited sound I wrapped my hand in her hair and started using it to push her mouth up and down on my cock.

"Yes!" I groaned. "Oh yeah look at you letting me fuck your mouth, oh you dirty little..."

I was cut off by Tracy suddenly pushing hard on my legs, lifting her mouth from my cock. As soon as she did she swatted at my arm and yelled.

"Stop it!" She sat back on her knees, breathing hard. "Don't treat me like that!"

"Goddamn Trace," I gasped. "I was getting ready to..."

"I'm not a slut!" She snapped. "And I don't like you treating me like one!"

I could see she was really pissed and felt my cock starting to deflate.

"Come on Trace, it's only fun, you know I don't think you're a slut."

"Then why do I have to act like one for you?" 

As she spoke, I found myself staring at her small round tits. Her chest was heaving and they were rising and falling with her breaths. Tracy had tiny pink nipples that were still hard and I wondered what she would look like playing with them for me. 

"It's all you ever want!" She continued, snapping me out of my sex induced fog. "Why can't you just be happy with me being a good girl?"

"Tracy you are a good girl." I told her, sitting up. "You're a great girl," I paused and reaching out took her hand. "You're my girl."

Tracy yanked her hand away from mine and realizing she was really upset, felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.

"Well I guess that's not good enough for you." She crossed her arms over her tits. "Maybe you'd be happier with one of those little sluts from the sorority at school. "I bet they'll let you pull their hair and call them names!"

"I don't want them Tracy I..."

"You what?"

I shook my head and just decided to say it. "I would just like you to be like that sometimes."

"You want me to be a pig?" She asked. "A slut."

"Well, not like a slut who messes with a lot of guys, just you know," I shrugged. "Slutty with me, you know, be fun."

I knew I'd fucked up the second I'd said it.

"Oh well I'm so sorry I'm no fun!" Tracy snapped.

Turning away from me she rolled over on the bed, so that she was sitting up next to me. Pulling the covers up to her chin she looked at me, her lip trembling.

"I'm sorry I'm a lousy lay and you don't like being with me." Putting her head down she whispered. "Maybe I'm boring, but I love you."

I could see the tears starting, and she choked out. "Guess you didn't like you present," Reaching up she started fumbling with the bracelet I had given her. "Here you can have this back."

"Tracy please," I whispered, feeling like a first class asshole. 

No not like one, I was one. What the hell was wrong with me? Tracy was a great girl. Pretty sweet, loyal, and she had been damn good to me when Dad had passed away four years ago, and we hadn't even been dating then, we had just been friends. I really did love her, and loved being with her. I just wanted to start having more fun in bed, and now I had her in tears the day before Christmas. Sitting up next to her I took her hand away from the bracelet and put my arm around her shoulders.

"I'm sorry Trace," I said kissing her cheek. "I...I just got excited and carried away, you know I love you just the way you are." 

A slight lie, I would prefer her being my little slut, but it wasn't worth this.

"Then why do you always want me to be dirty like that?" She asked, looking up at me with her tear filled eyes.

"Just because it would be fun Trace, we love each other and you're the only girl I want to be with so that's why I want you to do that, I don't want to do it with anyone else, really."

"Really?"

"Really Trace," This time I kissed her softly on her lips. "I'm sorry I was such a jerk, I shouldn't have pushed you."

"I tried you know," she pushed her lips into a pout and I had to stop myself from smiling, Tracy pouting was the cutest thing in the world. "I guess I'm no good at it."

"You kidding?" I tilted her chin so she was looking at me, "You were damn good at it, that's why I got so excited."

"Yeah?"

"Of course, but too excited I guess." I kissed her again. "I'm sorry Tracy I didn't mean to ruin things."

"It's okay," She said, leaning into me and resting her head on my chest. "I just don't like being talked to like that. I don't know who would."

"Well in the..."

"Matt, you watch too much porn." Tracy said matter of factly. "Those girls are getting paid to act like that; most girls aren't like that."

"Some do." I told her. "There are girls who like too..."

"How do you know?" She asked. "You talking about the stories about those girls at school? Those girls will fuck any guy who comes around and look how they get talked about." She sighed. "I don't want to fight Matt, tomorrows Christmas."

"I don't want to fight either." I said hugging her close. "I'll try to you know, not expect you to..."

"Let it go Matt," She said snuggling into me. "Maybe someday I'll be okay with it, but not with you pushing me. But I mean it; you watch too much of that shit." She raised her hand and looking up at me kissed me.

"I love my bracelet Matt, thank you."

"And I love you Trace." I kissed her, and this time it wasn't a peck, but a long deep kiss.

Tracy kissed me back and turning, I wrapped my other arm around her slim waist. I hugged her tightly as we kissed, and she sighed sweetly in her throat. I felt my cock begin to stiffen again, and started sliding my hand up her side. Tracy turned towards me and I felt her nipple pressing into my chest. My hand slid back to caress her soft stomach and moving upwards, I found her tit and cupped it in my hand.

Tracy broke the kiss, "I'm not really in the mood right now Matt, I just want you to hold me is that okay?"

I fought back the urge to groan. Instead gave her what I hoped was a convincing smile. 

"Of course it's okay." I said. "There's no place I'd rather be, then right here with you." 

That one was a line Chris had given me, and it worked to perfection. Tracy smiled, kissed me quickly, then nuzzling her head into my neck cooed, "Oh Matt, you are so sweet."

"So are you Tracy." A little too sweet, I added dryly.

*****

I drove home from Tracy's house with mixed emotions. On one hand, I knew I should be happy and grateful. I had pushed Tracy when she had already been trying her best to give me what I wanted, and made her feel like it wasn't enough. Hell, I'd held her head down and tried to make her keep going. By rights she should have kicked my stupid ass out of her life, never mind her bed. Instead she'd let me stay in bed with her and eventually we dozed off. We awoke to the alarm going off at three. Her mother wasn't due home until four, so trying to make amends, and admittedly to try to ease my frustration, I started kissing her softly and sweetly, holding her close the way she liked and telling her how much I loved her.

Tracy seemed hesitant at first saying she was still a little upset at me. I told her I understood, but then went for her weak spot, her neck. Nuzzling my face into her hair I started to kiss and suck on the tender flesh just above her shoulder. Tracy cooed, and moaned softly, and after a moment whispered, "Okay, but nice and easy okay?"

Nice and easy was the way we always did it, but I was not about to complain. I rolled over on top of her and just as she wrapped her legs around me, and I began to enter her, we heard her mother pull in. 


Mom's Christmas Tradition-Redux



Author's Note: This story is the reason why I am writing on Literotica today. I enjoy reading love stories. The real kind, like talking to an older couple who have retired and are enjoying their fiftieth wedding anniversary, I will sit and talk with them long after their children and grand children have come and gone. And I will listen to that married couple tell me all of the tales and lessons they learned in their relationship. There are very few authors on literotica that I follow, and Lovecraft68 is one of them. Probably seems odd to some that I like reading this author's work since a good deal of it is dark, but then...aren't we all? The romances were what first attracted me to the writing and I began to read the other stories and saw the emotion and energy the author put into writing them.

Obviously, not ALL of it would appeal to me, but it was easy to see the attraction people had to every single one of the tales. 

What you will be reading here is the first piece of literature I truly wrote and wanted to send to someone else. I wrote this because the story it is based on got under my skin and moved me in a way I wasn't familiar with. I wrote this almost accusatory alternate ending and sent it to LC68 and immedeitely sent an apology for being a jerk! I got a heartfelt reply telling me what I wrote was sound, and very much appreciated!

This blew me away since, well, I didn't feel it was very good. LC told me that an author ALWAYS appreciates getting an emotional response from their writings since it lets them know they have done their job to make people think. 

Of course...then I was told that my form sucked and my work was filled with typos, and spellchecker was a requirement not an option and I needed an editor then I should probably post it and see what others think!

I never posted it since I had another story in mind to write, but I think now would be a good time to post this small work that made someone say to me, "Hey, you ever think about writing?"

So...this ones for you LC, thanks for all your encouragement.

The original story can be found at this link, you may want to read it first. Or else nothing is going to really make any sense.

http://www.literotica.com/s/moms-christmas-tradition

Mom's Christmas Tradition (Alternate Ending)

Takes place shortly after the brother's leave Matt alone in his bedroom with his Mother around page 6.

Chris and Todd walk out of my bedroom door, closing it behind them. I hear the click of the lock as it shuts. I remember how when I was younger I couldn't sleep if there was too much noise. Dad had gotten me a thick solid core wood door that stopped the sound from carrying through to my room. I am glad he did because I could just imagine my two older brothers talking back and forth outside my door. I always appreciated having them in my life. Even if they were sometimes the most infuriating, aggravating....guh!

Why am I thinking about this now when Mom is...is...oh my gosh!

Mom...my Mother. The woman who raised me, who all other women in my life I would compare to and the vast majority would fall short! For no one would ever love me and care for me like she would. That is a proven fact. Now she is standing in front of me elegant and sensual with a smile on her face so similar to other's she has given me, but more. I can see the heat in her eyes, the slight rosy flush on the skin of her neck and on her breasts. Her lips are parted and I can hear her breathe a little faster with every passing second.

All I can do is sit there with my mouth open and stare!

Remember when you were young? The first time you saw a lingerie ad? Or you saw the cover of a dirty magazine behind the counter at a convenience store? Or something similar...anyway, remember those feelings you felt? The rush and the roaring in your ears and the really good but twisty feeling you got in your gut? It was intense, so intense that you knew you had reached a new level in your life and could never go back?

This was like that but stronger, for what I was looking at was a person who I have loved dearly all of my life.

"It's just you and me baby." She said softly.

The nightgown she wore was loose and flowing. She looked elegant and sensual. A walking wet dream made flesh and bone and soft curves come to life. I still could see in my mind's eye the looks of lust on Chris and Todd's faces as she stepped into my bedroom. I could see her kiss them both, letting their hands roam her skin as she proved to me what they had told me wasn't a lie. My cock was so hard I could probably pound a sixteen penny nail into a 2x4 with one strike!

"I've looked forward to this all year Matt." Mom continued as she seductively moved towards me.

I sat on the edge of my bed, mesmerized by this goddess made real as she drew closer.

"And I am so glad to see you have been looking forward to it too!" She cooed softly.

I was still immobile, entranced by her body. She gently gripped my cock with a murmur of appreciation and I whimpered and said, "Mom, I...Ohhh"

"Doesn't this feel good baby?" She said softly. Then she leaned in closer, still stroking me through my shorts. "Oh, this is so nice...you are so hard for your Mother aren't you."

It's wasn't a question, not at all. A nearly naked beautiful woman was touching me, a teenager, in a place I had wanted to be touched since I had found out how much fun it was to touch it! 

Yep! My motor was running and it seemed like the brakes were out of commission! Full speed ahead and damn the torpedoes.

Then Mom's hair brushed my cheek as she leaned closer and something happened. Maybe it was the boozed eggnog my brother's had me drink, made me nostalgic. Or it was...no idea. The smell and feel of my Mother's hair triggered a memory inside of me.

I had been walking home from the school bus drop off in our neighborhood, I was six years old at the time and feeling very grown up and mature since I could walk home from the drop off by myself now. It was raining and there were puddles on the street. I heard a car coming from behind but paid it no mind since I was on the sidewalk and safe. 

Suddenly the car drove past quickly and a wall of dirty water rose up and splashed me hard at the car's passing. I yelled and covered my face trying to clear my eyes of road grit and stinky run off. I could hear someone laughing from inside the car and a voice yell out merrily, "Sorry kid!" Then more laughter as the car drove on.

I began to cry tears of shock and discomfort. I couldn't see, and my eyes hurt and I was spitting nasty water from my mouth and I could feel the cold of it in my small clothes. Just as I was getting ready to really cut loose and cry I felt arms around me, and a warm comforting smell cut through the foul ditch water and soothed me. I turned and clutched my Mommy and sighed at feeling her warmth and love.

"There, baby boy. Let me see..." she said lovingly. I felt the handkerchief she carried in her purse gently clean my cheeks and around my eyelids. I blinked, wincing at the grit I felt, then I could see again, albeit a little blearily and she cleaned the gunk from around the corners of my eyes. I could see her worried, but loving face look me over for injuries.

"Mom?" I asked. Her being a mother and having two boys before me, she already knew the answer to the question I was trying to ask.

"You're old enough to walk home by yourself, but I still love you, and worry about you." She turned and pointed towards the large tree down the street.

"I hide behind there everyday when you get off the bus, then I follow you home. I did the same thing for Todd, and then for Chris. They don't know that I did that, so don't tell them." She smiled and held a finger up to her lips.

"It will be our secret, okay?" She said conspiratorially. 

I smiled, but tears still rolled down my cheeks. Again, Mom seemed to know what to do.

"Your brother's are already home. Go ahead and wipe your face and square your shoulders sweetie. Keep going. Tell them what happened and how you finished walking home by yourself. Don't tell them Mommy helped you." She gave me a soft punch to the front of my right shoulder.

"You show them how tough and how brave you are. Earn you a little bit of street cred, okay Tiger?" 

I was so full of love from that moment for my Mom...she had known exactly what I needed to hear and how to help me. I threw my arms around her legs and hugged her tight.

"Love you Mommy!" There was so much more that I wanted to say, but I only knew enough to say those words and hug her as best as I could.

"Love you too baby boy!" She replied.

That whole memory flashed through my mind in only a moment, and my hands flew up to grip my Mom's shoulders, her skin soft and smooth under my fingers. She held still, seeming to sense the conflict inside of me. She must know that for my whole life I had been taught that this was wrong, what we were doing. She must know that I had seen on TV or read new stories of people who have participated in the act of incest go to jail or worse. My Mother must know the consequences of the actions she wanted to do with me, that she had already done...twice before!

Wait, no...that can't be right. I thought back onto what Chris and Todd had explained to me, about it being a longstanding family tradition and then my thoughts of Mom and Grandpa...

Oh GOD! That would mean that my Aunt had...

Oh and my cousins...

I felt my eyes get hot and I scrunched my lids shut to block the tears threatening to escape. The earlier buzz of booze was still there, but doing it's job. It was lowering my inhibitions, just not in the way my family was expecting.

"Baby?" My mom asked softly as she tenderly kissed the side of my neck. My fingers trembled, and then tightened...hard.

"Put your robe on Mommy. We need to talk." I said quietly.

She stood and then put her robe on and sat next to me on the bed, her arm around my shoulders as she looked at me. I kept my eyes on the floor, but she deserved my full attention. As my Mother, she deserved my respect so I stared into her face for the conversation we were about to have.

"This...all of this is hard to take in. Family traditions, history of...yeah." I began. She nodded and didn't say anything, just waiting for me to come out with it.

"You don't feel...uhm...weird about doing this with me?" I tentatively asked. She smiled that smile she always used with me.

"Not at all! You are my baby boy, and this is what our family has always done." She squeezed her arm around me and kissed my cheek. I pulled away a little, had to. Damn hormones clouding up my brain. I stood and paced a little in front of her.

"Mom, seriously...do you know how this sounds?" I asked, my hands running through my hair in exasperation.

"This sounds like..." I stopped, my head looking back and forth from her and around my room as if searching for inspiration.

"Crazy...it's sounds crazy doesn't it?" Mom asked me, her smile small and sweet. I nodded my head lamely.

"I thought so too when my Daddy came to me as well, but he was so good and gentle with me, and I learned so much!" She started to stand and looked like she wanted to continue but I held out my hand and stepped back and she stayed sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Yeah, let's talk about that." I said. My head was a whirl with thoughts and feelings but I was starting to be able to piece together parts of it and coalesce some coherent thoughts. I tapped my fingers on my chin and then gave mom an inquisitive look.

"So when you think of Grandpa, what do you remember?" I asked. Right away she answered and her face lit up.

"I remember the feel of the sheepskin rug in front of the fireplace. His warm body and the feel of his hands holding me as he brought me to rapture again and again!" She said enthusiastically. I nodded, my suspicions confirmed.

"Mom...my first memory of you, when you moved close to me, and I smelled you? Do you remember our secret at the bus stop?" I asked. I saw her face change, and the lust dissipated and her eyes softened and the smile she gave was truly the one I had seen while growing up.

"Yes, my brave boy! I was so proud of you. You walked all the way home and didn't even look back to see if I was following you. I heard later from Todd and Chris how much they thought of their tough little brother. I still hear about it, every now and then they bring it up." I nodded again, and then fixed her with a hard stare.

"I'll bet you anything that if I was to go to my brothers right now and ask them what their first memory of you is...it would be something really similar to your first memory with grandpa." I said quietly. Mom appeared confused and I knelt down in front of her taking her hands in mine.

"Listen to me Mom..." I said, she opened her mouth to speak and I gripped her hands a little tighter giving them a shake and repeated myself before continuing.

"Listen to me! I love you, and I love everything about you. With what you did with your dad, and Chris and Todd. You exchanged the importance of their memories. I remember first, and above all else, a woman who wanted what was best for me. She wanted me to become strong and confident, Yet she also wanted to look after me. So she followed me in secret to make sure I was safe to develop that confidence. When I got hurt you didn't walk me home crying like a baby boy. You helped me, then let me walk home alone the rest of the way and I was no longer your baby boy...I was your Tiger. Do you see?"

I was despereate for her to understand what I was trying to say and those unshed tears were pricking at the corners of my eyes.

"Mom...Mommy, I want the first things, the first memories of you in my mind to be of that woman. I don't want a fantasy creature in my bed rolling around and doing every sexual thing I wish. I want the woman that loves me!" I said, my voice breaking a little.

Mom quickly cupped my face in her hands and said quietly, "I still am! You think that we do here tonight changes anything? No! I am still your mother and I still was the one who changed your diapers and kissed your boo boos and helped you with homework..."

I shook my head and cut her off.

"No...NO! Your not!" I almost shouted and she recoiled back from me and I stood again. I took a few steps back and leaned against my closet doors and folded my arms around my chest. I felt like I was holding myself together so I didn't fly apart! How do I make her see...?

"When I was downstairs, and you were going to work. You looked great. I brushed it off at the time but both Todd and Chris were looking at you with hungry eyes..." My voice trailed off and I had to cough a few times to clear it. I could see Mom waiting for what I had to say, but her face was pale. I don't think she was going to like what I was going to share with her.

"They do see you as Mom, but as the Mom who slept with them and gave them the best sexual thrill of their lives."

I saw her smile a little at that I quickly continued speaking.

"You don't get it do you? I am only eighteen but I get this! Mom, they look at you and the first thing the feel is lust, only after a few minutes they feel love of a son for his Mom. I want to be able to remember all of the times of you being a mother, and my best friend. I don't want to be like them panting after you all the time for a memory that happened years agao that they can never have again."

Saying that sparked a little bit of anger in me that the rum in the eggnog fueled into a full blaze!

"And what type of fucking family tradition is this anyway huh? So we get one night with you...Big deal! What if it was the best sex we ever had? We could never repeat it! Even if we did have someone better, the very fact that we could never be with you again would elevate that one night to LEGENDARY status! No one can compete with a legend which is what you would be to us. I am guessing Chris, being a horndog that he is, will have a trail of divorces behind him as he tries to fill the void that you put into his chest."

Mom gaped at me saying that.

"Let's talk about the cheating then now shall we?" I ask with a touch of a sneer. Can't believe I am sneering at mom! Way too much rum in that eggnog!

Mom stirred at that, "It's not cheating Matt! You know I would never...EVER have cheated on your father!"

I nodded, "Really? Good to know, interesting your choice of words though. You called him my father, not YOUR husband. Was Grandpa so good he achieved the legendary status and Dad just wasn't enough so it was easy to lie to him when you took Todd out for his Christmas Eve present? Did you tell him you were taking him to a hotel to initiate him into the family tradition? Or did you lie...because Dad wasn't part of the family tradition."

I chuckled darkly, "Interesting...supposed to be a FAMILY tradition and last I checked, husbands are considered family after all." I snorted as Mom paled even more.

"At least Dad was dead when you slept with Chris. That way you wouldn't cheat on him since he wasn't around."

Mom seemed to drum up some courage, "It's not cheating! It is an act of love that all of us on my families side have taken part of for generations! It is in our blood, it's who we ARE!"

"I think I get a little bit more of my Dad's genes than I have of yours Mom." I said quietly. She gasped and put her hands over her face. I heard her groan and her shoulders began to shake with sobs. I moved, like a good son should, to pull her into my arms and hold her tight.

"Mom, I don't hate you..." She kept sobbing and held me tighter. "Mom, really...I love you!" I whispered into her ear fiercely.

"Then why..." She gasped. "They why won't you be with me tonight?"

"Because you are my Mommy..." I said softly. "To Chris and Todd...? You are an object of lust and desire. To me, you are so much, so incredibly much more than that!" 

I leaned back and smiled into Mom's tear stained face. Then gently wiped her tears with my fingers. "I love you, so much. You have taught me and guided me all my life, and I am allowed to stand on certain principles that I believe to be correct." I curled the index finger on my right hand and tilted her chin up to meet my eyes directly.

"You taught me to make my own way, and I choose to break tradition." Her eyes widened and tears began to form again and I brushed them away again.

"I choose to date a woman and not think ahead to when my daughters turn 18 and I get to have a night with them. I choose to not have to think about that for the rest of my life. I choose to love whoever my spouse is fully and without reservation and worry about keeping a part of myself away from her." I sighed and shook my head. Then I let the tears fall and my voice cracked as I let my frustrations spilled.

"I choose Mom...to not be like you!"

Then I hugged her tight and let my sobs come out, Mom held me and I could feel her trying to soothe me, and then her own frustration grow as she realized that she couldn't, that SHE was the cause of my pain and her own tears fell and she cried her eyes out as well.

When our emotions began to come back under control I pulled back from her and offered her a Kleenex, which she took gratefully to blow her nose.

"You must hate me Matt..." She began.

"I do not hate you Mom." I interrupted her.

Mom gave me a sad smile, then turned to leave. An idea came to me then, and I grabbed her around the wait and pulled her back to me. She gasped in surprise and then melted in my arms as I kissed her. I kissed her and let all my sadness, frustration, love and every pent up emotion I had come out in that kiss. I slowly and firmly explored every millimeter of surface and hungrily licked the inside edges of her mouth. Part of me felt sick, but the physical side of me roared in satisfaction. 




Mom's Christmas Tradition-Redux



I pulled back after a minute or two and I saw her staring at me glassy eyed and panting hard.

"Why...Matt? Why did you...?" She said between gasps. 

I hardened my heart and said, "That was the one and only kiss from me like that you will ever get. Now, my kiss will grow in legend as the kiss you will never have again. All others will fall short by comparison. That is my gift to you."

Then I opened my door and let my Mother out. I still felt a lot of anger in my chest and I knew just what to do about it. I cleared my throat and tested it. Then in a pained voice I yelled out, "Todd! Please man I need your help! Come to my room!"

I heard running feet coming down the stairs. I had a pretty good chance of Todd coming through my bedroom door first. He was my main target. If it was Chris I wouldn't lose any sleep over it since he deserved some of this too. Butt Todd, my eldest brother deserved this the most. 

I couldn't have planned it any better...

My bedroom door began to open and I slammed into it shoulder first with a running start. I caught Todd's hand between the door and the frame and heard a loud THUNK as his face rebounded off the door. 

Thanks for the solid core door Dad! This one's for you!

I yanked open the door to see Todd woozily trying to sit upright his left arm held to his chest. I stepped forward and kicked him hard in between the legs and stomped on his gonads a couple of time making him piss himself and puke on the carpet in the hallway. I saw Mother open her door and scream. Then Chris came around the corner yelling, "What the fuck!?"

Everyone froze and watched me as I glared at everyone. Then I looked down at Todd.

"You cheated with Mom on Dad. I would never strike a woman, but you...I can hit you all day long!" Chris began to move forward but my eyes stopped him. I glanced down at my eldest brother curled in a fetal position on the floor.

"Dad trusted you, and you broke it. You knew better but you did it anyway. It would be wise for you to leave this house and not come back."

I looked at Chris who seemed like he wanted to do something but was stumped as to what.

"Chris..." I said quietly to get his attention. He looked up at me, and his body was shaking. Must be the old "Fight or Flight" instinct kicking in. Wonder how hard he was going to crash later?

"You didn't cheat. Dad was dead when you hooked up with Mom. I got no problem with you except that you are a perv. Don't talk to me and don't mess with me. You will be fine..."

I looked down at Todd again and his eyes were full of pain and fire. "Right now your thinking of revenge, that's fine. It's natural to want revenge." Then I grinned and spoke softly.

"I just want you to know that I could have killed you, decided not to since you're my big brother. I still might though. Don't give me a reason. Now...Goodnight."

His brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of that last statement, then it relaxed as I kicked him in the face and he started snoring and twitching on the ground. Mom screamed again and ran to her eldest boy. Chris inched forward and I could see his eyes were fixated on the cleavage Mom was exposing. I just shrugged.

Yep...Chris is a perv.

I closed and locked my door. Then packed up a few bags with things I would need and climbed out of my window. I got in my car and drove over to an old camping spot that we all used to visit. I slept in my car and some time passed before I got a chance to go back over to Tracy's the day after Christmas.

That's when I found out an important fact. Sure, Tracy was a "Vanilla Sex" kind of person...but when you are patient, and show you want to meet your woman's needs? They open up and want to try new things.

As for my family? It was about the middle of January when I showed up at my Uncle David's house. I made sure my Aunt and cousins were gone.

"Hey Matt! What can I do for you? The boys are gone but should be back in an hour or two." He said to me cheerfully.

I pulled out my laptop and the voice activated digital recorder I got for note taking when I went to college. I love my brothers, but them wanting to be all chummy with me on Christmas Eve was out of character for them. With all the pranks they had pulled on me? Yeah, I thought it would be good to catch them in the act. At the very least we would have a recording to laugh about later on in life. 

Not too many laughs to be had now.

"Uncle David? Not sure how to say this, but my Mom's...Uhmm...your wife's family has a Christmas tradition. I think you need to know about it."

The End.



Mom's Christmas Tradition



We hurriedly dressed and managed to make it down the back stairs to the den before her mother got into the house and came looking for us. I stayed for awhile and planned on waiting for Tracy's father to come home to wish him a merry Christmas, but then her Mom mentioned my father, and how tough the holidays must be on my mother. I know she meant well, but her words had the opposite effect on me, causing me to think about how much I missed him. I made an excuse to leave and walked out with Tracy. She gave me a kiss and apologized for her mother not thinking before she spoke. I said it was okay, and with a smile Tracy told me that her parents both had to work the day after Christmas so why don't I come over nice and early?

I told her that sounded great, then hopping into the beat up old grand am I bought with the money I'd made landscaping last summer, headed home. I came to a red light and sighed. Again, I told myself I was lucky to have a girl that sweet, but what I really felt was frustrated. I'd been close to getting what I wanted and screwed it up, then I'd been close to at least getting laid and that got fucked up as well. For the thousandth time since we'd been sleeping together, I tried to figure out what the problem was.

Whenever I thought of sex with Tracy I was torn, part of me thought, what was the big deal? So she wasn't a freak, at least I knew she was loyal and loved me. Then again, was it so much to ask to have her fuck like a woman and not a kid? She knew I loved her, and wanted only her, that was why I pushed; I didn't want to fuck someone else. She might have a point about the porn however, on average I watched a couple of hours a night and when I saw a hot video couldn't get it out of my mind. There were nights I would jerk off two to three times. I figured that if I could have that kind of sex, even just once, maybe I would calm down about it. But as today proved Tracey just didn't seem interested. I'd even tried to get her to watch porn with me, but she'd rolled her eyes and given me the, "You'd rather watch those girls then be with me?"

I sighed to myself. Thinking about it just added to the frustration, but it was still better than the thought of it being another Christmas without my father. My mood lightened when I pulled up in front of the house and saw that both Todd and Chris were home. Todd was in his senior year at UNC and Chris a sophomore at Penn State and they had both staying until New Years. It was hard to believe that after years of them tormenting me, I would have missed them, but once Dad had passed away they had both not only stopped picking on me, but we had gotten quite close. Chris had come home for the summer, but until earlier this week I hadn't seen Todd since spring break. It also made me happy to see Mom so happy. She had said countless times this week how good it was to have her boys together again. 

Mom was home as well, but would be leaving soon for work. It sucked she had to work Christmas eve, but the tips at the club were too much to turn down. Oddly, when I saw her this morning before I left for Tracy's she hadn't seemed too upset about it, telling me that she was sure my brothers could keep me entertained. She had said it with an odd smile and as she turned away, I caught her winking at Todd who had been sitting at the kitchen table. Todd winked back and I narrowed my eyes wondering what was going on. 

There had been quite a few moments like that during the week. Several times Mom had mentioned this Christmas being very special to her. Each time she did I would catch my brothers grinning at each other, as if they knew something I didn't. Adding to my suspicion was that they were being exceptionally nice to me. Not that they were terrible to me these days, but they would still bust my balls to no end, about pretty much anything. This week however, they were being almost disturbingly nice, even affectionate. Putting their arms around me, clapping me on the shoulder, smiling away at anything I said. To top it off, Todd had even given me a hug last night and told me how much he missed his little brother, and then with a wink said he couldn't wait until I got my present this year.

I asked him if he knew what I was getting. Although Dad's huge insurance policy had covered my brother's college and left plenty for my education as well, things were a little tight around the house and I'd told Mom not to worry about getting me anything. Todd had given me that shit eating grin that always made me want to smack him, and said that Mom had something very special for me. I couldn't get anything else out of him except some more teasing when he called Chris in the room and asked him if he thought I was going to like what Mom had for me. Chris had smiled, put his arm around me, and said, "Matt, you are in for the best Christmas of your life."

The two of them laughed, but again didn't seem to be teasing me. Instead they both seemed strangely excited. Mom had walked into the room, and asked what was going on. When Todd had turned to her and told her that he and Chris were telling him about how special Christmas was going to be this year, she gave me a huge smile, kissed me on the cheek, and looking into my eyes said, "That's right, I have something very special to give to my baby this year."

I turned to look at her, and smiled back. Between my father's passing, money troubles and two of her sons leaving home for school, Mom had had more downs than ups over the last three years, although she did always seemed especially happy around Christmas. Thinking about her last remark to me I remembered her telling Chris a couple of years ago, that she'd had something special for him that year. Standing there with Mom, her arm still around me, it dawned on me that I couldn't remember him getting anything that seemed like a big deal. My thoughts had come back to the present when I realized that Mom was leaning up to kiss me again. I turned my cheek for her, but to my surprise her lips found my neck and kissed me there. 

I stood there frozen for a moment. Not only had the kiss been in kind of an awkward spot, but it her lips lingered for a moment, before very slowly sliding away from my neck. It was the way Tracy would kiss me, and for a moment I found myself thinking how good it felt. Mom's lips were full and soft and the kiss had been very light, almost a caress. Startled at that thought, I pulled back and looked at her, not sure what to say. I saw her looking over at Todd, who was smiling broadly at us. When Mom glanced back at me she touched my cheek and said, "You're a good looking boy Matt, all my boys are." She laughed. "Your Dad and I did some good work."

"Well Matt and I do look like you," Chris said. "How could we not be gorgeous?" Turning to his right he pointed at Todd, "Not like the mutt of the family over here!"

I laughed as Todd punched Chris in the arm hard enough to make him cry out. Chris was right though, both he and I had inherited Mom's black hair and big brown eyes, whereas Todd had my Dad's dirty blond hair and blue eyes. Right now Mom's eyes were bright as she also laughed at my brother's. Her long black hair was down, and I thought that she looked fantastic. Even though it had been three years since Dad died, Mom had only gone on a couple of dates, and I thought it was a shame a beautiful woman like her, was alone. 

"Chris is right Mom," I told her. "You are gorgeous."

Mom looked at me, and although she was still smiling it looked like her eyes were beginning to fill up. I started to ask if I'd said something wrong, but stopped as throwing her arms around me, she hugged me close to her. 

"Oh, thank you honey," She whispered in my ear, "I'm so glad you think so!" She kissed my cheek and added. "I can't wait to give you your present Matt, I am so excited!"

Over her shoulder I could see Todd and Chris staring at each other and grinning. Again I wondered what the hell was going on here. They definitely knew what I was getting, and whatever it was they seemed happy about it as well. My attention went back to Mom who while still hugging me had turned her face into my neck and again I felt her lips brush me there. Like the previous kiss, it felt strangely pleasant, and I wondered if it was wrong to think that. Pulling back, she smiled. 

"Thanks again, honey you really are a sweetheart!"

"Momma's boy!" Chris laughed.

"Yeah he is," Todd joined in, then shaking his head said. "Lucky bastard."

I wasn't sure what that meant, but Chris nodded in agreement and walking away from me, Mom had gone over and putting her arms around my brothers laughed and said, "Now don't be jealous, you both had your time as my boys, its Matt's turn now."

I'd spent some time this morning wondering what the hell the big deal could be, but then it was time to go to Tracy's to get the other special present I was being promised. Well that hadn't quite worked out the way it was supposed to, so now I again found myself wondering what Mom had in store for me.

I got out of the car and when I entered the house saw Todd was asleep on the couch, in front of the TV. I walked past the bathroom and heard the shower going; Mom must be getting ready for work. I went upstairs and on the way down the hall to my room glanced into the spare bedroom to see Chris sitting on the bed with his lap top open and headphones on, probably plying World of War Craft or one of the other online games he was addicted to. Going into my room, I closed the door and was thinking about looking at the English assignment I had to do over vacation when I glanced over at the computer. 

Like a moth to the flame I went over and sitting at my desk, brought the screen up, and entered the name of my favorite porn site. I clicked on the blow job category, and after only a minute of staring at the pictures of each video clip could already feel my cock starting to grow. Hard to believe I could be horny considering I'd just had sex a couple of hours ago, but just the thought of what the girls in those videos did for their men got me worked up to no end. I stared at the screen for a minute at the days new videos. All the girls were hot of course, and there was a cute blond that resembled Tracy. I continued to search however, until I found a stunning brunette, with big dark eyes. Clicking on it, I found myself thinking that it was funny how I'd always had a thing for doe eyed brunettes, but was in love with a blond.

I sat back and began stroking my cock through my jeans as the video started with the guy on his back and the girl between his legs. His huge hard cock was in her hands and she was licking and teasing the head of it. Looking up at him she said, "Oh look at this big fucking cock! I can't wait to suck it!"

She then did just that, taking it all the way down her throat and bobbing her head rapidly. I swallowed hard as I watched her effortlessly deep throating him and moaning in pleasure while she was doing it. As she blew him the guy told her, "Yeah suck that cock, you little whore, you love it don't you?"

Removing his cock, she smiled.

"That's right I'm a cock sucking whore, and I love it, now how about you fuck me with this big hard dick?"

As she rolled over onto her hands and knees I started unsnapping my pants, intent on getting off to the video. The girl squealed as the guy drove his cock into her pussy and started slamming the shit out of her.

"Oh fuck yeah!" She screamed. "Oh yes, fuck that pussy baby, fuck that nasty little pussy!"

Why the hell couldn't Tracy act like that I thought as I reached into my pants, grabbing my cock. What the hell was the big deal? It was only words why couldn't she just...

"Hey little brother!" Chris's voice came from behind me. "What are you...whoa!"

I quickly shoved my cock back into my underwear and fumbled to get my jeans zipped up.

"Shouldn't you fucking knock?" I asked, turning in my chair, as he came over.

"Shouldn't you lock your damn door if you're going to spank it?"

Chris grabbed the small chair that Tracy sat in when we studied together, and pulling it over, sat down next to me.

"And why the hell are you spanking it anyway? Didn't you just come from Tracy's?" 

"Well yeah," I shrugged.

"Well what happened she didn't put out?" Chris asked as he stared at the video, which was still playing. "Damn, look at that little slut go!"

Ignoring that question, I reached out and paused the video.

"So what's up, did you want something?" I asked.

"Well honestly, I was going to ask you how it went with Trace, you told me she was supposed to cut loose with you today." 

When I looked away from him he prodded, "Well? Come on bro, spill the details, did Trace get her freak on or what?"

I sighed.

"You answered that already Chris, you think I'd be watching this if she did?"

"Hey I thought maybe she had you so hot, just thinking about it had you going again."

"Yeah well you thought wrong," Sitting back in the chair I sighed, "She started out great, then I kind of got a little carried away and fucked things up."

Chris nodded and put his hand on my arm.

"You wanna tell me about it?"

"Why so you can bust my balls?" I rolled my eyes, "Run and tell Todd so he can too?"

"Come on Matt," Chris said. "You know me better than that, I mean yeah I bust your chops, but that's just 'cause you're my little brother. But you know you can talk to us."

I thought about it for a minute, then figuring maybe it would make me feel better about things I told him of my little misadventure with Tracy. True to his word he sat and listened without making any jokes. I ended by putting my hands out and saying, "Really Chris. Am I being an asshole? Should I just settle for boring and give it up, or is she just acting like a kid?"

"Well she is kind of a kid Matt," Chris said. "You guys are eighteen and haven't been with anyone else. You're both still learning."

"It's been six months, how long does she need to learn?" I asked.

"Look Matt, first off it's not a terrible thing she's a good girl, but I know what you mean, you want the lady in the street freak in the bed, but right now she ain't comfortable, and tell you what, your damn lucky she didn't bite it off when you shoved it down her throat." He laughed "Hell I would say you were damn lucky to be invited back after being such a tool."

"You're right." I nodded. "And that's why I get frustrated, Tracy's great and I don't want to cheat on her with some pig, I just..."

"Want her to be your pig." Chris finished.

"Pretty much."

"Well, tell you what bro, she may never change." He shrugged. "So if you really want it hot, you may have to step out." 

"Yeah but,"

Cutting me off Chris pointed at the computer.

"See the thing is Matt, you're watching these videos and all the little barely legal's on here are acting like sluts because, well they are, but they're also making big bucks. Tracy's a normal girl who's only gotten one dick in her life, and doesn't have a clue."

Chris looked over at the computer where the video had ended. Leaning over he gave my chair a push, causing me to roll a couple of feet to the right.

"Here let me get in there."

I rolled away a little more so he could reach the keyboard and watched as he scrolled through the different categories the site offered. I read where he stopped.

"Milf's?"

"Yup," Chris nodded, as he clicked on it. "Older women Matt, they are the way to go."

I watched the site come up and looked at the various videos.

"Yeah, but I mean they're old," I laughed. "They're like Mom's age."

"But they know how to fuck man!" Chris exclaimed. "They been around and know what they love, and ain't shy about it, that's what you want isn't it?"

He had been skimming through the videos and finding one he liked, clicked on it.

"Besides," he said. "Just because they're older doesn't mean they aren't hot. Hell Mom's beautiful Matt, you said it yourself this morning."

"Beautiful yes," I nodded. "But that's different than hot or sexy."

"Why?" Chris asked.

"I, well umm, because she's...."

My words trailed off as the video came up. There was a young guy sitting on the couch and a woman who looked to be in her forties kneeling between his legs sucking his cock. No, not sucking it, she was attacking it. Sucking it all the down and shaking her head like an animal. She was sucking so hard that when she pulled his cock from her mouth, spit flew and there was a wet popping sound.

"Damn." I said.

"Oh, god yes!" The woman cried out as the guy started slapping his cock across her cheek. "Yes, wipe that hard fucking cock all over me!" Grabbing it from him, she began rubbing it all over her face. "God I love this nice young hard cock!"

"Go ahead Matt, "Chris grinned, "Tell me she isn't fucking hot."

I watched transfixed as she started deep throating again. She was naked and although obviously older, her large tits were still pretty firm and I could see her bald pussy peeking out from between her legs as she knelt before him. The guy started moaning, grabbed the back of her hair, and started thrusting his hips into her face, fucking her mouth. The woman moaned around his cock and started making gagging sounds, but continued sucking on it. He cried out that he was going to cum, and yanking his cock from her mouth, she proceeded to jerk him off all over her face.

"Yes, all of it!" She groaned. "I want every fucking drop of that hot fucking cum!"

Despite the fact I was sitting next to my brother, I felt my cock getting harder by the second. At this point the woman was licking the dripping cum off of his cock, while moaning as if she were cumming.

"So what do think?" Chris asked. "Not so bad huh?"

"But like you said about the young girls," I said still watching the cum drip off of her face on the screen. "She's getting paid, and..."

"Trust me they're all like that man, and best of all?" He pointed at himself then me. "They love young guys like us. Guys they're age can't get it up enough for them, so they go after us, we got youth, they got experience," He sighed and looking at the computer said. "That's just what you need, a nice hot cougar to show you the way."

"Yeah well Like I said I don't want to cheat and..."

"What are you guys having a beat off party in here?"

We both glanced up to see Todd come in. Walking over and looking down at the last scene of the video, he ran his fingers through his light brown hair and whistled.

"Shit, she looks like a wild one," with a shrug he added, "Then again all the older ones are."

"Damn straight!" Chris agreed. "See that Matt, Todd knows how it is."

"Why are you guys watching porn together?" Todd asked sitting on the edge of my bed. "I know you guys are tight, but that's a little much no?"

"Well Trace still won't play bad girl for Matt here and..."

"Shut up will you?" I snapped. "Christ, I didn't need this to be a family meeting about my sex life."

"Chill out Matt," Todd said calmly. "It's only us man."

He looked over at Chris and the two of them stared at each for a minute before Todd said.

"So I take it Tracy's still playing shy?"

"Yeah, it's no big deal I guess." I shrugged. "There's worse things."

"So what's with the video?"

"I was telling Matt that what he needs is to find a nice hot milf, give him just what he wants no?"

"Absolutely!" Todd nodded, then smirked, "Hell best night of my life was with a woman who was around forty."

"Really?" I asked. "You were with a woman that old?"

"Yup, hottest woman I've ever been with," he winked at Chris. "Absolutely gorgeous she was."

"And fun?" I pressed, "I mean like this kind of fun?" I pointed at the computer.

"Anything I wanted." Todd told me, then after a pause continued, "But nice too, I mean we did it raunchy, but then we took our time." He smiled. "Best of both worlds man, I'll never forget that night."




Mom's Christmas Tradition



"What did she look like?" I was caught up now, envisioning Todd, who at twenty two could easily pass for older. I could definitely see him catching the eye of an older woman.

"Big brown eyes, long black hair," He grinned, "Nice tits, long legs and the best mouth I ever..."

"Okay, okay. Jeez Matt, don't keep asking, he'll need a minute."

"Yeah?" Todd asked, "I heard you were the one who only needed a minute." He laughed and Chris looked away embarrassed. 

"Hey look it was the first time that night and," He looked at me. "Anyway we aren't talking about me."

"So how old were you, when you were with her?" I asked, ignoring Chris.

"Eighteen," Todd answered. "I'd been with a couple of girls from high school and had some fun, one of them was a little, shall we say experienced, but Matt this woman blew her away." He laughed . "And me of course."

"Hey that's something," Chris spoke up. "I was eighteen when I was with a cougar too."

"Oh, knock it off," I said. "Do you have to say you did everything Todd did?"

Before Chris could answer Todd said, "Hey Matt, I'll be the first to tell you Chris is full of shit most of the time, but he's not making this up, I remember the night."

"What, were you there?"

"Well, I saw her, in fact I kind of helped break the ice a little for Chris, then I left my brother with her and she made him a man," Leaning over, he clapped Chris on the shoulder. "She was beautiful wasn't she man?"

"Hell yeah she was," Chris said, "Took damn good care of me, in every way."

"So what did she look like?"

"Brunette, dark eyes." Chris said laughing.

Like I had all week I had a feeling there was some kind of private joke going on, and I was somehow the butt of it.

"How old?" I continued, trying to ignore that feeling.

"Oh, I'd say about Mom's age no?" Chris asked Todd.

"Yeah about that."

They again smirked at each other, and unable to help it I said.

"Was it the same woman? Is that what you goons are grinning at?"

"You'll find out soon enough what we're grinning at," Todd laughed. "Hey Chris why don't you..."

"Knock, knock." Mom's voice came from outside the door, "Everyone decent in there?"

"Don't know about decent," Todd called out. "But we're dressed."

I turned to the computer, but saw Chris had already closed out the porn site. 

"Goddamn Mom," Todd exclaimed. "Look at you!"

I turned back around to see her come into the room and my eyes widened. Mom worked as a waitress at a cocktail lounge, and I was used to seeing her in skirts that were a bit on the short side, but nothing like what she was wearing tonight. Mom was dressed in a short red skirt that was so short I doubted she could bend over without showing her ass. Her long and still very well shaped legs were encased in a pair of red fishnet stockings that were as sexy as anything I'd seen the girls in the movies wear. The fishnets ended in a pair of black stiletto heels that were so high I was amazed she could walk.

My eyes trailed back up her legs, trying to remind myself that these were my Mom's legs, because I'd be lying if I said they didn't look good. Above the skirt Mom was wearing a red sweater that was both very tight, and extremely low cut. Mom was not small on top, and there was quite a bit of cleavage showing. Also visible was the top of the black lace bra she was wearing. Mom's long black hair was down and she had tied a red ribbon into either side of it. She was wearing make-up and her full lips were crimson red. 

"Wow," Chris whispered from next to me. "Mom you look amazing."

"Yeah honey, you think?" She asked.

"I don't think, I know." Todd said softly as he stood up in front of her. "Mom, you look hot!"

"Awww, aren't you boys sweet!" 

Reaching up, Mom placed her hand on Todd's cheek and lightly trailed her long red nails down it. Todd closed his eyes as she did, and leaning forward Mom kissed him, as she had me earlier, on the neck. I looked over at Chris ready to whisper in his ear and ask him if he thought that was kind of weird, but stopped when I saw the look on his face. He was staring at Mom intently, and not her face. Following his gaze I could see it was fixated on her legs. I looked back at him and noticed his mouth was slightly open and as I continued to watch, his eyes wandered up to Mom's tits and I saw him shake his head slightly. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was checking out our mother.

I looked back over to see that Mom had put her arm around Todd's shoulders and looking over at us, gestured for us to come over. Chris and I both stood and walked over to them. Smiling Mom put her arms out and hugged each of us. I felt another arm on my shoulder, and looked over to see Todd had come up behind Chris and I, so that we were between he and Mom. 

"So nice, to have you all here." Mom whispered. "Your dad would be proud of all of you."

I put my head down on Mom's shoulder, not wanting my brother's to notice that I was getting a bit misty eyed. I think Mom sensed it anyway as she hugged me tighter to her. I also felt Todd squeeze my shoulder reassuringly.

"It's going to be a very special holiday, especially for you my baby." she said softly in my ear. 

Before I could say anything Mom stepped back and said, "So you boys think your Mom's still got it?"

"You never lost it." Todd replied.

"You are smooth!" Mom laughed delightedly. "But I look good really? Tonight's a big night for tips so I wanted to show off a bit."

"Hmm," Chris said, making a show of stroking his chin. "I don't know, I need a better look."

Mom let out a little girl like giggle that made me smile. The smile faded as putting her arms up over her head, she slowly turned around for Chris. My eyes widened as she bent over slightly, just enough to cause her skirt to rise and for me to see her black lace panties. I also caught a good look at the cheeks of her ass. My eyes dropped down, only to be confronted with the backs of her legs in those porn star fishnets. My face felt warm and I realized I was blushing from seeing this much of my mother's body. Her very well shaped body, I noted, then instantly quickly turned away, embarrassed even further by that thought.

"So do I pass muster?" Mom asked.

"I think you'll be coming home with a lot of money tonight, that's for damn sure."

"I don't know," she sighed. "Lot of younger girls there."

"Yeah, but they're kids, you're a woman." Todd told her.

"Do you have those written down somewhere?" She asked him. "If you do, you should sell them to guys my age, most of them think 'hey honey, how about it', is a come on." Glancing at her watch Mom swore, "Shit, I have to get going."

"See you later Mom," Chris said kissing her cheek. "They going to let you out early tonight?"

"I'm not sure, probably not." Looking over at me she said. "But seeing I have to work, you guys have some eggnog for me okay?"

Mom started to leave, and then stopped.

"Todd honey, can you come with me for a minute?"

When the two of them left the room, I looked over at Chris to see he was staring at me, a slight smile on his face.

"Hey, what was all that about?" I asked.

"What was what about?"

"Mom. I swear you were checking her out."

Chris shrugged.

"I was."

"You...what?" I asked.

"Hey Matt, not for nothing, Mom's a good looking woman, you see those legs?"

"Chris that is sick." I said shaking my head disgustedly, even though that very thought had briefly crossed my mind. "You're talking about Mom like she's..."

"An attractive woman." he said. "Come on, Mr. porno king, you didn't like those stockings?"

"If they were on anyone else probably, but she's my mom."

"So you did think they were hot!" He laughed.

"That's not what I said!" I declared adamantly as much to myself as to him, as I knew damn well I had thought they were.

"Yes it is," Chris grinned. "You think Mom has nice legs you're just too much of a little kid to own up to it." He laughed again. "You still think of her as your Mommy Matt? Don't want to think she's a woman?"

"Shut up asshole." I snapped. "Don't try to make me feel bad because I don't check out my own mother." I grunted. "Go ask your friends what they think of their Mom's, see what you get."

"Aww, Mattie's getting mad." Chris smirked.

"Bullshit I am," I started "I..."

"What's going on?" Todd asked, coming back into the room.

"Chris is sick, that's what's going on."

"Well that's nothing new, what's he doing now?"

"Never mind." 

"Go ahead Matt," Chris egged me on. "Tell him why you think I'm nuts."

I thought about it for a minute, then blurted out to Todd.

"He was checking out Mom's legs. I mean really checking them out, and he thinks that's okay."

"You were staring at Mom's legs?" Todd asked Chris.

"Damn straight I was."

"Well why the hell would you be doing that?" Todd started.

"Yeah see!" I exclaimed. I went to say more but Todd continued speaking,

"Why look at her legs, when her tits were all but hanging out? Shit man, the real show was up top."

"Todd!" I snapped. "What the hell..."

"Oh, don't think I didn't see them," Chris said. "But what can I say? I'm a leg man and those stockings were too much," He smirked, "Then when she turned around and I saw her..."

"What is wrong with you two?" I demanded. "You're talking about our Mom, not some slut at a bar!" I pointed at them. "What the fuck?"

Chris looked as if he were going to say more, but Todd put his hand up to him, and gave me that smug grin of his.

"Okay Matt, go easy, we're just fucking around with you, don't get mad."

"I don't think he's kidding." I gestured at Chris who was sitting down at the desk, trying not to laugh.

"He is," Todd said reassuringly. "Well sort of, Mom's not just pretty Matt, she's sexy too, but yeah, enough is enough."

He stared hard at Chris until he sighed and nodded at him.

"Yeah I was just pushing your buttons Matt, you don't have to get all worked up."

"Not yet anyway." Todd said.

"What's that mean?" I asked.

Looking over at Chris, Todd said simply "Chris, get out."

To my surprise Chris didn't argue. Instead he rose and walking past us slapped me on the arm.

"Just messing with you bro, no hard feelings okay?

"Yeah sure." 

As I watched him leave, Todd came over and put his hand on my shoulder

"Listen Matt, Chris and I are just having a little fun with you, but we got a big surprise for you in a few hours and..."

"What surprise?" I asked. "Does it have something to do with what Mom has for me?"

"I can't say exactly Matt," he began. "But you're in for the best Christmas you've ever had." He winked. 

"Mom said the same thing, what's the big deal?" I asked. "You guys have been acting weird all week, and Mom kind of has been too." I paused then deciding to speak my mind continued. "I don't think Chris was kidding about her! He was really looking, and..." Looking away I added quietly. "She seemed like she liked it, and she kissed me kind of funny what's going on?"

"Mom's just affectionate sometimes." He shrugged. "Maybe it's because she hasn't really gotten over Dad and she doesn't date, so she likes to be close to us."

"But it was..."

"Look Matt, I can't tell you everything right now. All I'll say is something tells me you are going to love your surprise tonight. You just trust me okay?"

I nodded. Although Chris and I were closer in age, I'd always felt closer to Todd, and knew he wouldn't lie to me.

"Good." He said. "Now why don't you take a shower and chill out, maybe even take a nap. I'll come back up in a few hours and we'll get to your surprise, how's that?"

"Umm, yeah okay." 

"I'll see you later then." 

Todd started to turn away, then abruptly turned back around and gave me a hug.

"Matt, tonight is going to be the biggest night of your life, I can't wait to see the look on your face!"

*****

I looked up from my reading at the sound of my bedroom door opening. Mom walked into the room and closed the door behind her. I glanced at the clock, and saw that it was only nine o'clock. The club must have let her go home early.

"Hey Mom," I began. "The club close..."

I stopped as Mom put her finger to her lips, and walked over to stand next to me. I sat up, and started to get up, but Mom put her hand on my shoulder, and shook her head. I started to ask her if everything was okay, but stopped as, lifting her leg, Mom put her heeled foot up onto the bed. I found myself staring at those amazing red stockings, and the well shaped calf that they hugged so well. I told myself to look away, but instead my eyes drifted up her leg and along the length of her thigh. The skirt was so short, that I could see the crotch of her black panties. With a start I also realized that the fishnets were thigh highs. Just above the red band was the creamy white flesh of her thigh. 

"Like my stockings Matt?" Mom asked softly.

"I... well," I stammered.

"You know the great things about these?" She asked as her long red finger nails traced the edge of them. "I can take my panties off, and these can stay on." She smiled at me. "Just like those nasty girls in those movies you like."

While I sat there unable to speak, Mom removed her foot from the bed, and standing straight, reached behind her. I heard the sound of a zipper, and her red skirt fell to the floor. I gasped at the sight of her standing there in her tight sweater, wearing just the panties and stockings.

"Watch, I'll show you."

Grabbing the sides of her panties Mom started sliding them down past her hips. My eyes were locked between her legs and I watched as the black material slid down to expose her...

I jerked awake, and sat up with my heart pounding. What the hell was that? I took a few slow deep breaths until my breathing slowed, and looked at the clock. Damn that was weird, it was nine. On the subject of weird, where the hell had that dream come from? Here I was calling Chris sick for looking at Mom, and I had just dreamed of her showing me her panties, and making out with me. I stopped at that thought, and felt myself relax. That's where the dream had come from; watching Chris look at Mom, and him and Todd busting my balls. I'd had it on my mind, and it surfaced when I fell asleep.

With a sigh, I reached back, and propping the pillow up behind me, leaned back against the headboard. I rubbed at my eyes wondering what time Mom was coming home. After Todd had left, I had decided to do as he said. I took a long hot shower, tossed on a pair of shorts and after working on my English project for awhile found myself dozing off. So I figured I would shut the light off and sleep for a couple of hours. As I wiped at my eyes, I realized I was sweating. Chris, who was always cold, had probably cranked the heat again. I shook my head, wondering how many times Mom would have to yell at him, before he stopped doing it. I stripped the t-shirt I was wearing off, and tossed it onto the floor. I kicked the sheet off, to let my legs cool off, and noticed that there was a small wet spot on the white shorts I was wearing and my cock was semi hard. Oh, that was just great, I'd had a wet dream about my own...

I jumped at the sound of a loud knock.

"Hey Matt, you up man?" Chris called.

"Yeah," I called out. "Come on in."

The door opened and both Chris and Todd entered. Leaning over, I turned the lamp on and saw that Todd had a half gallon of eggnog in one hand. In the other he had a bottle of Captain Morgan. Seeing me looking at the bottle he laughed, "You're eighteen now Matt, time to have some real holiday spirit!"

As he spoke he placed the bottles on the desk and opened the rum. Chris put down three small glasses, and a bag. Reaching into the bag, he removed several candles and as Todd began pouring eggnog into the glasses started placing them around the room. 

"What the hell is that, mood lighting?" I asked.

"Maybe it is." Chris said as he struck a match and started lighting them. 

I started to get up, but Todd waved me back down.

"Stay right there man, be comfortable."

Todd finished splashing some rum into the three glasses and putting the bottle down, came over to sit on the bed next to me, and hand me a glass. Chris finished lighting the candles and grabbing his drink from the desk, sat in the office chair and rolled it over so he was sitting alongside the bed on my left. Reaching over, he shut the lamp off, leaving the room bathed in candlelight. Todd raised his glass in front of me and said.

"First toast of the night goes out to dad." He paused and added quietly, "We all miss you."

We clicked our glasses together and I took a large swallow of the eggnog. I gasped at the taste of the rum and as I coughed Todd and Chris laughed at me.

"Better get used to that for when you go to college next year bro." Chris said.

As I watched he tilted his head and finished his drink in one long gulp. I took another sip, a smaller one this time and watched as Todd downed his drink as Chris had. He immediately put the glass down and poured another drink. Chris handed him his glass and turning to me said, "Come on slow poke, drink up so we can have another toast."

Taking a deep breath, I managed to quickly finish the drink and after handing Todd the glass, winced at the burning sensation the rum was leaving down my throat and into my stomach. Within seconds Todd had pushed the glass back into my hand and Chris looked at me,

"Your toast Matt."

Letting out a sigh, I lifted my glass, "To Mom, and everything she's done for us." They went to lift their glasses and I added. "And for having my brother's home with me."

"Cheers to that!" Todd said, as we again clicked glasses.

This time I held my breath and as my brother's did, quickly drained the glass.

"Damn," I whispered as I put the glass down. "That stuff is strong."

Todd had taken the glass and quickly refilling it, tried to hand it back to me. I could already feel my head beginning to spin and put my hand up to say no.

"Just one more toast, Matt." Todd said, pushing the glass at me again.

"Okay." I said, shaking my head to clear my vision, and taking the drink from him.

Todd refilled the other two glasses, and lifting his, Chris said, "Here's to my little brother on his eighteenth Christmas," Extending his glass to me he smiled. "Tonight is your night Matt!"

Not sure what he meant, but not really caring at this point, I banged my glass into his and this time didn't need to hold my breath to chug the drink. I finished and sat there blinking. This time the rum hadn't tasted bad at all, in fact it went down pretty damn smooth. My head was no longer spinning, but felt pleasantly...light.

"Can I have some more?" I asked, handing my glass to Todd.

"Sure, why not? I'll whoa easy..." Todd said as I let my glass go, before he had it.

The glass bounced off the bed, and landed on the rug. It didn't break, but I did notice that some eggnog had splashed on it. Mom was going to be pissed. Ah so what? Right now I was feeling pretty damn good. While Todd reached down to pick up the glass, Chris spoke from where he was sitting to my left.

"Todd make that next one light, he passes out our asses are grass."

"Shit,' Todd said as he stood up. "Didn't think of that."

I sat there watching with a smile on my face as Todd made me another drink and very carefully put it in my hand. 

"Sip at this one okay Matt?"

"Sure." 

Todd nodded and after finishing his latest drink put the glass down on the nightstand. Walking over to the desk he grabbed the extra chair, brought it over to the bed and sat down in front of me. I took a sip of the drink. It wasn't as strong as the other, which actually made it better, as I could taste more of the eggnog. I looked around the room and sighed contentedly. I'd always enjoyed candles. In fact the first time I'd slept with Tracy, her parents had been out and I had lit some before we had started playing. Thinking of Tracy's hot little body and tight little blond pussy, gave me a warm feeling inside and... No, it was just...




Mom's Christmas Tradition



"It's warm in here." I said to Todd.

"A little," he grinned. "I think it's the booze too though."

"Maybe." I agreed, taking another sip.

"Hey Chris come on over." Todd said pointing next to him.

Using his feet, Chris rolled himself over to the foot of the bed so that he was next to Todd. I looked at both of them and smiled.

"I really missed you guys!"

"I'll bet!" Chris laughed. "Easy on the nog kid, next thing you know you'll be telling me you love me!"

"Well I do." I told him. "I love both of you!" I giggled and added. "Even though you're jerks sometimes."

"We love you too," Todd said softly, surprising me with the serious look on his face. "Mom loves you too Matt, very much."

"That's right." Chris added. "Mom loves all of us, but especially her baby." 

I looked over at Chris to see him smiling away at Todd. Again I felt there was something going on between them. Oh well, who cared? I brought the glass to my lips and quickly drained it. 

"Wow that's good!" I said.

I held the glass out to Todd. Taking it from me, he put it on the table, but made no move to refill it. 

"Feeling okay Matt?" He asked.

"I feel great!" I exclaimed. 

"Good," He nodded. Again he glanced over at Chris for a moment, before turning back to me. 

"Well Matt, it's getting to be time for your surprise."

"Oh yeah?" I asked excitedly. "The one from you guys, or is Mom coming home early to give me hers?"

Todd paused and looked as if he were thinking, then clapped me on the shoulder.

"Well let's talk about ours first." He grinned at me. "So you know when we were in here earlier and we were telling you all about how hot older women are?"

"Yeah," I nodded smiling away. For some reason everything seemed to be making me smile. "That woman in that movie was smoking hot!"

"You think?"

"Oh, man she was fucking the shit out of that kid!" I said.

"Just the way you want it right?" Todd asked. "That's what you've been dying for no? A woman that will act like that? Get all nasty with you? Take control?"

"I..." I thought about it, and found thinking was getting a little harder than it had been a few minutes ago. "Well I want Tracy to do that, but..."

"We're not talking about her." Todd said. "I'm asking if that's what you want."

"Well..."

"Trace isn't here Matt." Chris piped in. "It's just us, guys talking about sex. So yes or no, wasn't she the kind of woman that you want?"

"Yes." I said with an exaggerated nod. "Just like that." I laughed. "Fucking wild!"

"Good." Todd said. "Now remember when we said that we had both been with a nice hot milf?"

"Yeah," I said, "But I think you guys might have been messing with me."

I was aware that it had come out as messhing but didn't care.

"Well we weren't. I was with a beautiful older woman when I was eighteen and so was Chris at the same age."

"Same age?" I asked, shaking my head to try to clear it. "That's kind of weird no?"

"Nope, not at all. Matter of fact, not only were we the same age when it happened, but it was with the same woman."

"That's," I frowned as I struggled to try to figure out if he were pulling my leg. "More than weird."

"No," Todd said "It was planned that way."

"Planned? I don't get it. Who planned it, and who was..."

"See Matt, it's a tradition." Chris said.

"Tradition? What the hell kind of tradition is that?"

"The best fucking tradition ever, that's what it is!" Chris laughed.

Todd laughed as well, and I found myself joining in. I wasn't sure why, but hell if they thought it was funny why shouldn't I?

"It's an old tradition actually." Todd began. "On the Christmas of our eighteenth year, Chris and I were both taken, by the sexiest most loving woman you could ever imagine."

"Loving?" I was ready to ask more about this alleged tradition, but that word seemed out of place. "What happened to nasty fucking?" I giggled. "Hell, Tracy's loving. I thought we were talking about..."

"She was both." Chris said quietly. "She was a wild ride man, but second time around she was the sweetest thing you could imagine." He sighed. "I really think I liked it better that way."

"See I was other way around." Todd said turning to Chris. "It was nice and easy the first time, then she went into high gear." He pursed his lips in thought. "Think I'm with you though, the way she loved me..." 

"What the hell has this got to do with my surprise?" I asked, getting impatient.

"Booze got to your brain little brother?" Chris asked. "You really can't put it together?"

"I..." I forced my mind to focus on everything they had said, and then it hit me.

"It's my eighteenth Christmas." I said quietly.

"That's right Matt!" Chris exclaimed excitedly. "So what do you think that means?"

I stared first at Chris, then at Todd. This was a joke, it had to be.

"Well according to your story, I guess that woman is going to show up and have sex with me."

"Exactly." Todd nodded. "She's going to be here soon Matt, and you are going to..."

"Whoa!" I said putting my hands up. "First of all I think you guys are fucking with me, but if you're not, what about Tracy?" I shook my head. "I don't want to cheat on her, she wouldn't so it to me, and..."

"Easy Matt, it's not really cheating." Todd said.

"How the hell do you figure that?" I asked him.

"Well it's," Todd frowned. "A little hard to explain, but thing is it's a once in a life time thing Matt. You'll get everything you want, and she'll never know."

"I would though, and..." 

"Think about it Matt," Chris leaned forward. "Everything you've been fantasizing about, all the things Tracy won't do." He pointed over at the computer. "Imagine a woman who will act like that."

"Not only anything you want," Todd said. "But anyway you want it."

My mind was instantly flooded with images. All those nasty girls fucking and sucking, taking cum in their mouths, their faces, getting fucked hard and fast and begging for more. I could feel myself becoming aroused just thinking of it. I shifted on the bed as my cock began to stiffen. Part of me felt funny, getting excited with my brothers sitting not two feet away from me, but I also felt more relaxed then I could ever remember. I thought of the video Chris had showed me. A woman twice my age, but hot as hell. Not only hot but experienced. A woman like that wouldn't mind if I told her to suck my cock. Hell, she'd tell me she wanted too. I had a vivid image of the woman Todd and Chris had vaguely described, a woman with long dark hair and brown eyes, staring up from between my legs. Stroking my cock, licking it, sucking on it until I came in her mouth!

I realized that the room was getting warmer by the minute, and that my cock was now fully hard. I wasn't wearing underwear and placed my arm down in my lap so my brothers wouldn't notice I was pitching a tent. Either Todd noticed anyway, or my excitement was showing in my face, because he smiled and nodded.

"That's right Matt, you think about that. You know you want it man, and you're going to get. Better than anything you've seen on the web, because it's going to real Matt."

"Tracy though,"

I saw Chris slap himself in the forehead, but remaining patient, Todd continued softly.

"She'll never know Matt, who's going to tell her? Chris and I won't. That's part of the tradition Matt, we don't tell anyone. Think about it, this is the first you've heard of it. We're not going to say a word man. You can have everything you want for a night, then move on."

"That's right Matt," Chris said. "Think about how frustrated you've been, how bad you want it. It's going to be a problem Matt. Look at today, you came real close to seriously pissing Trace off. What if you do it again?" He put his hands out. "Be a shame to lose a sweet pretty girl like her over something like that."

"Chris is right," Todd said taking over the conversation. "But if you just relax and let tonight happen, you'll be satisfied, you'll get to know what it's like. And you'll always have that memory. You'll be more relaxed and patient with Trace, and know what," He grinned. "If you stop pushing she'll come around Matt, I know she will, then you'll have no worries. Come on man, you know you want too."

I really did. The more they talked the more I thought about it. Somewhere in my mind I was telling myself not to bite, they were fucking around, but another part of me wanted to believe it. I wanted to think there was some hot mystery woman who was going to show up any minute now and fuck my brains out.

"Umm," I started. "So when is she coming? You guys aren't going to..," I felt like an idiot, but went on anyway. "You know, watch or anything are you?"

They both laughed and I felt myself blush. Catching his breath Todd said, "No, Matt it's just going to be you and her man, we're just going to..." he seemed to be looking for a word. "Introduce you and make sure you're okay with everything then it's just going to be you and her."

"So is that a yes Matt?" Chris asked. "You want too?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "I really do." I smiled. "So besides black hair and brown eyes what does she look like?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Todd told me. "Trust me, you might be a little surprised when you see her, but not disappointed."

"Is she coming soon?" I asked shifting again as my cock pushed into my thigh. "It's already after nine and..."

"Don't worry about that." Chris said. "You'll have plenty of time," he smiled. "All night as a matter of fact."

"All night?"

"That's the best part of the tradition Matt," Todd said smiling. "Waking up Christmas Morning."

"Well what about Mom?" I asked. "What if she comes in here? I can't sneak someone out on Christmas morning!"

"Don't worry about Mom." Chris laughed. "She's part of the surprise."

I saw Todd shoot him a dirty look. I frowned and looked at Todd

"How is Mom part of it?" I asked. "She doesn't know about this woman does she?" I realized how stupid that sounded and laughed at myself. "Never mind!" I told Todd. "That was dumb, of course she..."

"Mom does know all about it Matt." Todd said softly. "And Chris is right; she is part of the tradition." 

Before I could ask what he meant I saw Todd look over at Chris again, a serious expression on his face. After a moment Chris nodded, and Todd turned back to me.

"Matt it's time we told you about a very special family tradition."

"A tradition where hot women have sex with young guys?" I laughed. "This sounds like one of those movies on a sex site."

"No Matt, its more than that. It's been going on in our family for generations, and it's for the women too on their eighteenth Christmas."

"What?" I shook my head. "What is there some guy in his forties who has sex with the girls?" I felt my erection fading, they were screwing with me.

"In a way, yes." Todd said seriously, "We've been talking about sex Matt, but it's really a lot more than that."

"Oh, really?" I was pissed they had played me, but was trying not to show it. Maybe I would let them keep going, see what they were trying to pull before I told them I'd had enough. "All you guys have been talking about is a wild ride, so what else is it about?"

"It's about love Matt." Todd was still speaking in that quiet serious tone. Credit where it was due, he was doing a remarkable job of keeping a straight face while trying to get me to bite on his story. "It's about sharing your heart as well as your body with someone very special to you."

"Special to me?" I laughed. "You're talking like Tracy. All that making love shit."

"Well Tracy is right, but of course you can have love and lust too, you can and will have whatever you want, but in the end little brother, it is about closeness and love."

"Whatever." I waved him off. "And how the hell is love involved when I don't even know this woman?"

"Because you do know her Matt." He smiled. "You know her and you love her."

I stared at him for a minute trying to figure out where this was going. It was obviously a joke, but Todd was still looking at me intently, and I found myself wondering if I knew a woman that looked like that. Forties, long black hair, brown eyes. The only woman I knew who resembled that description was... 

Before I could finish the thought, Todd put his hand on my shoulder and whispered.

"Matt, the woman is Mom."

I shook my head, trying to clear it. The rum must have really gotten to me. 

"What... what did you say?" I asked.

"The woman that is going to give you the night of your life, is Mom, see Matt that's...."

"Mom," I repeated. "You're telling me that our mother is going to come in here tonight and have sex with me?" I blinked as the dream of Mom pulling her panties down crashed into me. A dream I had only because of these idiots talking trash about her.

"That is what I'm saying," Todd nodded. "But like I said it's not just about sex it's..."

"I..." I struggled to control myself. "Have a question."

"Well I'm going to explain everything Matt," Todd said. "But go ahead."

Closing my eyes I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself to stay calm. This was a joke no doubt, but the sickest one I had ever heard. I wanted to simply tell my brother's that I was done with them for the night, and to leave me alone. I wanted to do it calmly so they wouldn't think they had gotten the better of me. That was what I intended on doing, but when I opened my eyes and saw Chris sitting there with a slight smile on his face I lost it.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!?" I demanded.

"Matt," Todd gave my shoulder a squeeze. "I know it's..."

"It's fucking sick is what it is!" I snapped slapping his hand away from my arm. "Get your hands off me, and get the fuck out of my room!" I looked over at Chris. "You too, you asshole!"

"Matt, please don't get mad." Todd began, still speaking softly. "This is a big deal and..."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I demanded, pointing my finger in his face. "Look, you two want to yank my chain about getting laid, fine! But how dare you talk like that about Mom!"

"Matt let Todd talk." Chris started. "Mom's going to be here soon and she'll be upset if you don't want to be with her. You don't want to..."

"Stop it!" I yelled turning to face him. "Do you hear yourself? You're talking about me having sex with my mother and..." I stopped as something dawned on me. "You...you two are trying to get me to think that you did! That Mom slept with..."

"She did Matt." Todd said. "Both of us and now it's...hey!"

Todd cried out and moved to the side as I swung at him. It was more of a slap than a punch, and he ducked most of it. I did catch him on the side of the head hard enough to make him rock back in the chair.

"Shut up!" I yelled at him. "Jesus Christ, our dad's gone and you're talking about this disgusting shit about Mom?" The booze was definitely getting to me as I swung again.

Ready for it this time, Todd caught my wrist in his hand and shoving my hand down, reached out with his other hand and again placed it on my shoulder.

"Matt!" He snapped, raising his voice for the first time. "Calm down and let me talk! This isn't a joke, but not really what you think, it's wonderful it's..."

"A fucking lie," I yanked my hand away from his. "And a sick one! I'm going to tell mom what you're saying to me." I realized how immature that sounded, but didn't care.

"Go ahead Matt." Chris said with a shrug. "But before you do listen to us, because Mom trusted us to tell you about this, and right now you're making it kind of hard on us."

I started to snap at him, but stopped when he shook his head, and whispered, "Please listen to Todd Matt, otherwise Mom is going to be disappointed and we want her to be happy, she's looked forward to this all year. We don't want to ruin it for her."

There was something in his tone that made me stop. Of the three of us Chris was definitely the most obnoxious and certainly the most stubborn, hearing him not only say please, but say it while genuinely looking upset, caused me to look back at Todd. Sensing I was calming down Todd took his hand from my shoulder and started speaking quietly.

"Okay Matt, here's the deal. Just let me talk, I know its going to be tough to understand, but at least listen. I know that over the years I've teased you and played some jokes on you." He nodded over at Chris. "And I know that over the years Chris and I have kind of teamed up on you. I mean we're older and you were always the baby, and we were jealous so sometimes we would go out of our way to pick on you."

Todd was looking into my eyes and I felt even more confused. He not only looked serious, but his eyes looked as if they were beginning to fill up. If this was an act, it was a hell of a good one.

"But you know when Dad had the heart attack, things changed and I promised Mom I would help look out for you, and I think we all got a lot closer no?"

I nodded, feeling my own eyes start to burn as Todd brought up Dad. The rum must be messing with my head big time, I had gone from horny, to mad, to upset in less than a minute.

"Yeah, "I whispered. "You guys have been real good to me." 

"And we always will be, we're brothers Matt." He paused and took a deep breath. "So I'm going to ask you to trust me with this. I know it's going to sound crazy and yes, maybe a little sick at first but you have to let me finish okay?"

"But it is sick." I said. "And I know it's a lie and..."

"I don't blame you for thinking that way," Todd said. "But it is true, and tell you what, I'm going to tell you that you can feel free to tell Mom anything I tell you. In fact I'll sit right here when you tell her, so will Chris. Maybe that will convince you we're not jerking you around." He put his hands out. "So, you willing to listen?"

I shrugged. I didn't really see a choice. I doubted I could make them leave the room, so my only option would be to play along until Mom came home. I felt a tightening in my stomach at what Todd had said, that I could tell Mom. Why would he do that? This couldn't be true there was no way that....I stopped as my mind went back to the way Chris had been staring at Mom earlier, the look of desire on his face. On the heels of that was the memory of how Mom had kissed my neck, how her soft lips had lingered there, and how I'd had the fleeting thought of how that was how Tracy kissed me. No, I shook my head, this was bullshit!

"Matt?"

I looked up to see Todd staring at me. When he saw I was paying attention, he began speaking.

"Trust me I know how you feel. In fact for me it was even more confusing because I didn't have anyone to tell me about it ahead of time. It was just Mom and I. She started telling me about this and I was totally confused, and honestly kind of scared. I didn't know If she were trying to test me or what was going on and then..."

"Wait," I interrupted. "When you were eighteen, Dad was still alive. Where was he? You can't tell me that..."

"You don't remember a few years ago Mom took me out the day before Christmas? Said she wanted to spend some time with me alone, because I would be going back to school after the holiday?"

I nodded. I did remember that, Dad took Chris and I out to lunch and to a movie.

"Well Mom took me to this little motel in Johnston. I didn't know why we were going there, but she said it was surprise. So we check in and I'm sitting on the bed while she's in the bathroom."

Letting go of my shoulder he sat back in the chair and looked up at the ceiling as he spoke, as if he were recalling what he was describing.

"She comes out of the bathroom wearing this see through little red night gown and sits down next to me." He shook his head. "I put my head down, because I could see her, well I could see her tits right through it.

"Todd, stop." I said quietly, but he went on as if he didn't hear me.




Mom's Christmas Tradition



"She started telling me about how for generations there has been a secret tradition that says that on Christmas eve of a son or daughters eighteenth year, the parent sleeps with them as the greatest gift they will ever receive."

"Bullshit." I said simply.

"Let him talk Matt." Chris said quietly.

"That's pretty much what I said Matt." Todd continued. "Maybe not just like that, but hell man she was Mom. But she said that it was okay, and that I was her beautiful son, and she wanted to enjoy me in that special way. Wanted to enjoy every part of me." 

I put my head down, and had to resist the urge to put my hands over my ears. When the hell was Mom coming home?

"I held back, it was wrong, people don't do that shit." Todd said. "But she started telling me how her father had been with her and how wonderful it was."

"What?" My head snapped up. "Grandpa slept with Mom?" I threw my hands in the air "For Christ's sake Todd, what the hell have you been smoking at college?"

"Not just Mom, but Aunt Kathy too."

"I don't believe I'm listening to this." 

"And it's never discussed, except on Christmas eve when they bring it up and say how special it was, but that's it. That's why it's always such a surprise." He shrugged. "Our cousin Jack is three years older than me; I never knew he was with Aunty. That's kind of the fun of it, we both know we've had our time with our mothers but we have never once said it."

"Hey Joel's going to be eighteen next year." Chris added. "Bet Auntie's already looking forward to it."

Todd turned back to me, but Chris spoke again.

"Hey Todd, what if, well you know what if the kid is the same sex." He made a disgusted face. "The dad's don't..." he trailed off.

Todd smiled.

"I asked Mom that once. She said that, that is how you know the tradition is meant to be. You can go back generations and it's always been daughters born to sons and sons born to daughters."

"Really?" I caught myself asking.

"Absolutely!" Todd answered with an even bigger smile, probably because he could see that despite myself I was getting caught up in his twisted fairy tale. "Think about it, Grandpa had two brothers, but he and grandma had two daughters. Aunt Kathy has two boys, and Mom has us." He grinned. "Looks like we're all going to have girls."

"And if you do you're going to...." I trailed off, sickened at the thought.

"That's not something to think about for a long time Matt," Todd said, then glancing over at Chris pointed at him. "Stop asking questions, you've been through this already."

Looking back at me, Todd went on.

"So anyway Matt, like you I was pretty weirded out. But Mom was right up close to me, she smelled so good, and she was pressing against me. She started whispering in my ear about good she was going to be to me, better than any of the girls I'd messed with because we were so much closer. She kissed me and I tried to back away, but she had my hair, and a minute later I was kissing her back."

Todd again had that faraway look in his eyes and a slight smile on his face as he spoke.

"It was amazing, the next thing I know we're..." He stopped as he saw what had to be a look of disgust on my face. "Matt all I can say is nothing had ever felt more right. We had gone to the hotel at noon and didn't check out until ten." He shook his head. "When we got back Dad was pissed because we were supposed to be back early, and I remember thinking how mad he would really be if he knew."

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Dad never knew!"

"Of course he didn't" Todd said as if I were stupid. "The tradition is on Mom's side."

"So Mom slept with you, then was with Dad." I said quietly. "She cheated on..."

"No she didn't!" Todd snapped . "It's not cheating Matt; it's a beautiful once in a lifetime experience! Mom never touched me after that. The closest we came to being inappropriate after that is that every Christmas eve she gives me a nice long kiss and tells me how great that day was. It's not cheating Matt, its family."

"You sound like a Jerry Springer episode!" I said, completely appalled.

"Springer, that's a good one!" Chris laughed.

"But really," Todd went on, ignoring him. "That's why it's okay for you. Tracy will never know Matt, and it's not like Mom is some whore at school. She's different; it's not like being with another woman."

"Yeah think about it," Chris said. "You sleep with a girl at school; Trace will find out, she's never going to ask you if you've slept with your mother." He laughed again.

"That's because no one does that!" I told him.

"You know Chris; I think you had too much egg nog." Todd grunted. "You're not helping me out here."

"Well let me," Chris said. 

Getting up he sat on the edge of the bed next to me.

"Don't bother," I told him. "I've heard enough."

"Hey you let Todd talk, you can listen to me a minute." he put his hand on my leg. "See Matt, I can identify with you more than Todd can."

"Is that so?" I asked sarcastically.

"Of course, think about it. First off Mom didn't come to me first like she did Todd; it was big brother over there that did just what we're trying to do. He sat me down and started telling me all about this and..." he laughed. "Tell him Todd."

"He smacked me in the mouth like you tried to do." Todd said grinning.

"That's right." Chris agreed. "I was just like you Matt, I didn't want to hear that bullshit about my Mom, plus you know with Dad being gone, I had that thought too and I was pretty disgusted."

"I feel a but coming," I sighed.

"Todd got me calmed down, and told me what he told you. I was like 'yeah okay Oedipus' and figured I'd listen then go tell Mom that Todd needed some help. But as he kept going I started thinking about it. I..."

He looked away as if embarrassed. 

"Go ahead and tell him Chris." Todd encouraged. "It'll help us out."

With a sigh Chris continued.

"I was a virgin. I had a couple of girlfriends, but I kept getting nervous when it came to sex, and Dad was gone, and I felt funny talking to Todd, and you were too young." He shrugged. "So I'd never done it. Finally I admitted that to Todd, and he started telling me how gentle and loving Mom would be, how she loved me and would be sweet to me. She would just take control and I would have no worries."

"Mom was your first?" I rolled my eyes. "Wow, you guys even took the time to make up different stories, nice touch."

"You'll see Matt," Chris said calmly, then went on. "Well, Mom comes in and I just saw her differently, I saw her as a sexy woman, a woman who wanted to love me, and do anything I wanted. She took her time and went nice and slow with me..."

For a minute or two!" Todd burst out laughing.

"Anyway," Chris continued while shooting Todd a nasty look. "It was incredible, nice and slow and easy. The second time though," He whistled. "Goddamn Matt, she was like a..."

He flinched back as I brought my hand up. I didn't swing, I simply pointed at him.

"I don't want to hear about it."

"Yes you do Matt," Chris said. "Oh yes you do. You just won't let yourself."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"Just what I said Matt, look you're stuck on the rules. Incest is bad, and know what? If it's all the time and kids are involved and someone gets pregnant, sure it is. But this isn't incest Matt, it's an act of love. No one knows how long this has been going on. Grandpa told Mom that his mother told him that her great grandmother slept with her father." He put his hands out.

"Hundreds of years Matt, at least. And no one has ever let it slip, no one has ever done anything they don't want to, and everyone has loved every minute of it. It's a nice fun secret. It's hot and sweet all at the same time. It's not sick man, its special. And know something Matt? I'm taking sociology and this shit is in the blood after generations. You know I didn't realize until after the fact, but there had been times I'd looked at Mom and had a few nasty thoughts. She kissed me once a couple of days before that night, right on the lips and I thought about it all night. Hell I had a hard on and felt like a sicko." He spread his hands out. "But it was a calling Matt, I was being drawn to her because the time was coming."

"Nice," Todd said to Chris. "I wasn't thinking of it like that."

"I have been." Chris told Todd. "Matt let me ask you something, and be honest with us. Did Mom look hot today? Yes or no?"

I stared at him and was about to blurt out no, when Todd said softly. "Be honest Matt, I know the answer, even if you don't want to admit it."

I swallowed and found myself thinking back to those red fishnet stockings, how long and well shaped her legs were. I recalled that twisted dream of Mom letting her skirt drop to the floor.

"Matt?"

I envisioned Mom's long hair and huge dark eyes, her full lips. It suddenly dawned on me that I always looked for videos where the girls had that look. I always told myself that I did that because Tracy was blond so I wanted to see what different girls looked like. Now I wasn't so sure, was Chris right? Did I secretly think of her like that?

"I...," I put my head down. "Yeah, she looked good. But..."

"Okay, so yes." Todd nodded. "Now, when she kissed your neck did it feel good?"

Keeping my head down, I recalled that warm feeling I had gotten as her lips brushed my neck. How the feel of those soft lips had sent a shock through me. With a start, I realized my cock was stiffening. All I had been thinking about was Mom and my body was responding. No, it was the rum and what my brothers were telling me, I was drunk, and not thinking straight.

"Silence speaks volumes." Todd said. "You liked it, and that's good. Now, I have one more question for you. Do you want to make Mom happy?"

"I always want Mom to be happy," I responded right away. "She deserves it."

"That's the perfect answer Matt." Chris slapped my leg in approval. "Well what is going to make Mom happier than anything is a night with her son."

"Forget it!" I snapped. "This is..."

"Its win, win Matt," Chris interrupted. "When, not if, but when you're with Mom, it will make you both very happy. She'll get what she has wanted so badly, and you will have your little problem solved."

"Problem?" I asked. "Right now this cock and bull story is my only problem."

"No Matt, you have a little sexual problem." Chris said nodding in agreement with himself. "Like I said before what if Trace never grows up? What if she keeps wanting loving vanilla sex?"

"Well, maybe she'll..."

"Maybe, maybe not." Chris shrugged. "But you said you don't want to cheat, which is great Trace is a keeper, but you're always going to wonder Matt, you're going to get more and more frustrated. Sooner or later you'll cave to some slut, she'll find out and you will be done Matt." He made a clucking sound with his tongue. "Be a shame to never know what a nice long hot blow job feels like. A worse shame to find out at the cost of a sweet girl. But you can have both Matt, yes you can."

"He's right little brother." Todd said taking over for Chris. "Think about it Matt, a night like one you've fantasized about, a night with a woman who will do it all and love every minute of it." He smiled wickedly, "Want to cum on her tits Matt? Her face," The smile widened and he laughed. "How about the mouth, bet that's what you want, to be able to cum inside a nice soft mouth."

"Everything Matt." Chris whispered. "She'll ask you what you want, and she will do whatever you say, she's here to make you happy."

As my brothers continued going back and forth I tried to block out their words, but couldn't. Todd was talking about doggy style, and Chris was mentioning how hard I could go, how I could finally know what it was like to really fuck a woman. I could feel the sweat trickling down my face, and my cock was semi hard. Worse than their words, were the images that I could not stop my mind from associating with those words. I saw Mom between my knees, my cock in her hand and her mouth just over it, her tongue licking her lips ready to start sucking on me. I closed my eyes and tried to shake it off. I saw Mom on her hands and knees, her ass pointed at me, telling me to come take her.

"Please stop." I said it more to myself then to my brothers, but Todd said quietly.

"It's okay Matt, don't be ashamed, and don't fight it, it's meant to be."

"That's right little brother." Chris said in a soothing tone. "I know what you're feeling, I can see it in your face Matt, you're thinking about it, and it's going to be better than you can imagine."

I looked over at him and leaning over he surprised me with a hug.

"Matt, you're going to make Mom so happy tonight."

"No," I replied although nowhere near as adamantly as I had earlier, "This is wrong it's"

We all jumped at the sound of a knock on the door.

"You boys okay in there?" She asked.

I tried to answer, but couldn't find my voice. This was it, when Mom came in I would find out if this was bullshit or not. I would tell her the insane stories that my brothers had told me and...

"Come on in Mom." Todd called.

I looked up as the door opened and Mom came in. My eyes widened, and I felt my heart begin to pound, as I was struck by a single thought.

My brothers weren't lying.

Mom was wearing a red nightie that was held closed by a red ribbon that was tied in a bow just above her breasts. Speaking of her breasts as she came closer to me and into the candle light I could see that the night gown was transparent. I could see her large round tits through the thin material, more than that I could see the dark shapes of her nipples, her hard nipples. The nightie flared open under her tits, showing off the soft white skin of her still flat stomach. I tried to tell myself to look away, but just as they had in the dream, my eyes continued to take in my mother's scantily clad body. 

The night gown reached down to her mid thigh, but the open front exposed the fact that all Mom was wearing below the waist was a red thong. The thin strip of material barely covering the space between her thighs. Her long legs were bare, but looked just as good out of the stockings as they had in them. I saw that she was also barefoot, and her toe nails were painted the same deep red as her nails. Mom reached the foot of the bed, and I was aware of Todd and Chris both standing up from where they had been sitting next to me. 

"Mom you look beautiful." Todd said softly. "Absolutely beautiful."

"Most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Chris added from my left.

"Thank you boys," Mom said quietly. Looking me in the eye she asked. "What about you Matt, do you like how I look tonight?"

"I..." I had no idea what to say. I could feel myself getting redder by the minute, and the sweat was starting to drip into my eyes.

"I wore this just for you," Mom said. "I figured simple, but sexy, you like?"

Without waiting for an answer Mom, as she had done earlier for Chris, lifted her arms over her head and turned slowly around. The back of the nighty was open exposing her smooth skin, but what had my attention was the back of thong. It was literally just a string that left the cheeks of her ass completely exposed. I heard something that sounded like a whimper and realized it had come from me. Mom had stopped with her back to me and I couldn't remove my eyes from her. Mom's ass was round and firm, and looked even better than Tracy's. As I watched Mom bent over slightly, and playfully shook her ass at us.

"Oh my god." I said softly.

Mom turned back around and laughing said. "I'll take that as a yes!"

"You lucky bastard." Todd said putting his hand on my shoulder. "I am so jealous."

"Now, now Todd," Mom whispered. "You had your time. Tonight, it's my babies turn to enjoy." Smiling at me she asked. "Are you ready for our special night Matt? Because I know I am."

As she finished speaking Mom beckoned to Todd and Chris who immediately walked around the bed to stand on either side of her. I watched as their eyes hungrily roamed Mom's body. Reaching out Mom placed her hands on the sides of their faces. Both Todd and Chris leaned into her touch, their eyes closed. Mom closed her eyes as well, and sighed softly. I found myself staring at her face. Her hair was down, and she was still wearing the deep red lipstick she'd put on for work. The candle light appeared to be making her bare skin glow and I found myself thinking that my brothers were right. Mom was beautiful. 

Not just beautiful, but desirable. I'd never really noticed before how large her tits were, I could see her erect nipples poking through the nightie and imagined what they would feel like. Stop it! This was my mother. There had to be more to this, maybe it was still a joke, I thought feverishly. Part of me wanted to try to get away, but I was sitting with my back against the headboard and Mom and my brothers were at the foot of the bed. Mom opened her eyes and shook her head,

"You didn't answer me baby, you ready to share our family tradition?"

Still not trusting myself to speak, I shook my head.

"Don't be afraid Matt, there's nothing wrong with what we're going to do. Didn't your brothers tell you how wonderful it is?"

"They...did." I managed to get out.

"Good, this is going to be a great night for both of us Matt." As she spoke, she slid her hands from my brother's faces to rest on their shoulders. "It will be unforgettable." she sighed. "There is not a Christmas that goes by that I don't think of my night with my daddy." 

"That didn't happen." It couldn't have.

"Of course it did baby," she said calmly. "He was so gentle with me," she smiled softly. "I have to say though I am still jealous of your aunt. See I'd messed around with a boy or two before that night, but my sister hadn't. Daddy was her first." 

She shrugged, and as she did her tits bounced beneath the nightie.

"That's okay though, I got to be one of my boys first," she turned to Chris. "Didn't I sweetie?"

"My best." Chris said leaning over and kissing her cheek.

"Aww aren't you sweet." Mom said giggling like a young girl. "But you're not sweet are you Matt?" she asked. "A little birdie told me that you get all the sweet you need." She gave me a smile that caused my heart to beat even faster. "That's okay; I can be your bad girl tonight."

"No!" I said loudly, "This is a joke!"

"Honey would I be dressed like this if it were a joke?" Mom asked as she rubbed her hands across her tits. "Would I do this?" she cupped her tits and started toying with her nipples through the night gown.

"Damn." Todd said, watching her.

With an effort I tore my gaze from her tits and looked at her face.

"I don't believe it." I shook my head again, as much to try to clear it as to deny what I was seeing. "This isn't real, you guys are messing with me!"

Mom removed her hands from her tits, and looked over at Todd, a frown on her face.

"I'm sorry Mom," He said quietly. "We tried, he's just..."

"It's okay Todd." She answered softly. 

Looking back at me she said 

"Well Matt, it looks like there's only one way to really prove this to you." She smiled, "And I will owe you an even better time for allowing me a chance to bend the rules a little."

"What are you..."

My words trailed off, and my mouth fell open. Right in front of me Mom had turned to her left, wrapped her arms around Todd's shoulders and drew him into a kiss. I heard Todd moan and his hands immediately slid around her waist. Mom was kissing him hard, and a moment later I saw her mouth open. I watched disgusted, but unable to turn away as Todd parted his lips and slipped his tongue into Mom's mouth. Mom moaned her approval, then breaking the kiss leaned her head back and turned it to look over her shoulder.

Letting go of Todd with her right arm, she reached out behind her to Chris. With no hesitation my brother stepped up behind her, slid his arms around chest, and grabbed her tits! Mom let her head roll back and let out a loud groan that sounded as hot as anything I'd ever heard in the movies. Chris leaned in, and finding her lips with his own, began to kiss her as hard as Todd had. My gaze shifted to Todd to see that he had nuzzled his face into Mom's neck and was kissing and sucking the creamy skin of her neck and shoulder. I also saw his hand slide up under her night gown, and push against Chris's hand. Chris let go of Mom's tit, leaving Todd to grab her bare breast under the nightie. I gasped as through the transparent material of the night gown I saw Todd's fingers caress her nipple. Mom broke her kiss with Chris and moaned,




Mom's Christmas Tradition



"Oh, honey!" 

Chris slipped his hand down, and just as Todd had done, went under the night gown and started toying with her other nipple. He dropped his other hand down , grabbed Mom's ass and give it a squeeze.

"I don't believe this." I whispered to myself.

I sat there mesmerized by the sight of my barely dressed mother pinned between my brothers. Their hands and lips were everywhere, fondling her tits, grabbing her ass, kissing and licking her neck and chest. Mom was moaning and rocking her hips, first thrusting forward into Todd, then pushing back and grinding her ass into Chris's cock. Mom turned so that she was now facing me, as the two of them kissed each side of her neck and fondled one of her tits. Reaching down, Mom grabbed Todd's hand, brought it to her stomach shoved it down into her panties. Todd groaned, but my attention was on the loud cry Mom let out as his hand started moving up and down.

Chris slipped his hand along her thigh and worked his fingers into the side of her thong. Judging by another squeal from Mom, also found his mother's pussy. His mother's pussy! The thought screamed through my head, along with words like sick, and wrong. But whatever was going through my head was being over ruled by my body. As I watched both my brother's hands move up and down between her legs, I felt my heart begin to beat faster, and I was breathing hard. My breathing wasn't the only thing that was hard; I looked down and saw that my cock was standing straight up in my shorts. 

I looked back at the scene in front of me, of my brother's working my mother's body as if she were some slut they'd picked up in a bar. I should be disgusted, I should close my eyes, but I couldn't. Instead as if it had a mind of its own, my hand dropped into my crotch and I moaned softly as I rubbed it across my swollen cock. What was going on in front of me, while completely wrong, was at the same time the hottest thing I had ever seen. Mom was sighing and moaning as her sons continued to please her. Her hips were thrusting hard into their hands, and she had her arms wrapped around their shoulders, holding their faces to her neck.

Mom's head had been down, watching her son's hands sliding in and out of her panties. She looked up at me, and I heard a loud moan. With a start I realized it had come from me. The look on my mother's face was unbelievable, her eyes were open, but rolled back in her head, and her full red lips were parted as she sighed softly in pleasure. She turned towards Todd, and lifting his head from her neck, kissed him softly. This kiss was not like the first one, this one was slow and gentle. Todd's eyes were shut and he had a look of absolute ecstasy on his face. Mom broke the kiss and turning, shared a similar kiss with Chris. Lifting her face from his she looked at me, and smiled. I had no idea what to say, and simply stared back at her. I saw her eyes drop down and her smile widened. I followed her gaze and saw that there was a large wet spot where the tip of my aching cock was dripping through my shorts.

"Okay," Mom whispered. "We've cheated enough."

Both Todd and Chris groaned in disappointment, but stopped right away. As they slipped their hands from inside of her panties and nightie, they stepped away from her. As soon as they had both of my brother's immediately brought their hands to their faces and inhaled deeply. Again I couldn't look away as I saw Chris's eyes roll back at the scent of Mom's pussy.

"Good job boys," she said, drawing my attention from my brothers. "It looks like my baby is all ready for his mother now."

I put my head down embarrassed, as she continued.

"I think you boys can leave us alone. Tomorrow morning when your brother and I come downstairs, the four of us can all talk about our wonderful nights together, we all know now."

I looked up to see Mom give my brothers another quick kiss. As Mom kissed Chris, Todd came over, and leaning over, whispered in my ear, "Enjoy this Matt, and cherish it, this is going to be the best night of your life."

He slapped my shoulder and walked towards the door. Chris came over and putting his arm on my shoulder said quietly, "Be good to her little brother, and let her be good or," he winked. "Bad to you." 

Chris went over to the door where Todd was waiting and with one last look at Mom left the room, closing the door behind them. I could feel Mom's eyes on me, and slowly turned my head to face her. Her face was glistening with sweat, and her face flushed red from passion. She was breathing hard and I couldn't help but find my eyes drifting down to watch her tits rise and fall. 

"It's just you and me my baby." she said softly.

Tearing my gaze from her tits, I looked up to see her walk slowly up to the foot of the bed. She put her hands down on the foot of the bed, just below my feet and leaned over so her face was level with mine. The top of her nightgown was not tied tightly and I could see straight into it. Mom's large tits were covered in sheen of sweat, and I could just make out the dark skin surrounding her nipples. The nipples my brothers were just playing with. I imagined my own fingers caressing them; better yet I wondered what they would feel like under my tongue. My cock at that last thought even as I tried desperately to tell myself this was wrong.

"I've looked forward to this all year Matt." Mom continued.

I was still sitting there like an idiot, and opening my mouth started to try to tell her I didn't want to. My words turned into a gasp, as reaching out with her right hand Mom grabbed my cock through my shorts.

"And I'm so glad to see you are looking forward to it too!" She cooed.

"Mom, I...Ohhhh" 

I moaned as she gave my cock a hard squeeze.

"Oh, that is so nice my baby." She whispered. "You are soooo hard for your mother aren't you?"

"We shouldn't do this," I managed to push the words out. "It's... "

Again my words became a whimper of pleasure as, still holding my cock tightly she began sliding her hand up and down, stroking me through the thin material of my shorts.

"And why not honey," Mom asked sweetly. "Doesn't this feel good?"

"Yes, I mean no!" I gasped. Mom started stroking my cock faster and I caught myself looking at her long red nails wondering what they would look like on my bare cock. "Mom, please!" I moaned out.

"You don't have to beg Matt!" Mom laughed. "I'm all yours." Opening her mouth she slipped her tongue out and wiggled it at me. "Every part of me is all yours my baby."

"But it's..."

"Wrong?" Mom asked, letting go of my cock. "The only thing wrong right now is that you still have those shorts on." She pointed at them. "Now why don't you take them off, and let me see that beautiful cock of yours?"

My beautiful cock! The words sent a sick thrill though me! I'd longed to hear a woman say things like that to me! But this wasn't a woman, this was my mother!

"Don't be shy baby," Mom whispered as her finger nails lightly trailed down my leg. "After all how can I play with it, if you have it all covered up?" She slowly licked her lips and added, "How can I suck on it?"

"Suck on..." The words slipped from my mouth as I remembered that video and how that woman had all but devoured the cock she was sucking on.

"Yes honey, suck." She slid her hand back up, and gave my cock another squeeze. "I have been dying to suck on this nice hard dick for months." Looking up she pushed her lips into a pout that was every bit as sexy as Tracy's. "Are you not going to let me? You going to make your Mom go without?"

"Mom," I began speaking slowly and trying like hell to keep the image of her red lips and pink tongue out of my mind. "Please don't make me do this it's not..."

I trailed off as she put her finger to her lips, like she used to when I was a kid and she wanted me to be quiet. Placing her hands back on the bed she brought her knee up and came up onto the bed. 

"Oh my god." I whispered as I watched my mother come towards me.

She was looking directly in my easy as she began to crawl on her hands and knees up the bed. She was keeping her chest low and I could feel her nipples through the nightgown rubbing along my thighs as she worked her way up my body. Her ass was pushed high into the air and I tried not to think about what it would be like to be behind her in that position. My legs were closed and as she crawled up to me her legs opened so that mine were between them. As she passed over my cock she stopped and pressed her face against it.

"Oh god," I moaned as opening her mouth she placed it around the bulge in my shorts. My hips twitched, shoving my cock into her face and she smiled, before resuming her journey. I sat there, my hands by my sides unable to move. Mom straddled my thighs and sat up on my lap. I groaned as I felt her weight settle onto my cock. Looking down between us I saw that it was her pussy pressing against my hard flesh. The only thing separating us was my shorts and her thong.

Mom leaned forward and sliding her arms around my neck hugged me close to her. I could feel her hot breath on my neck, as well as her hard nipples pressing into my chest. This can't be happening I thought, it was a dream! A fucked up...

"Matt," Mom said softly in my ear. "I love you."

"I...I love you too Mom."

"I know you do honey, and that's why we do this, so we can show that love to each other."

"But it's wrong." I said quietly.

Mom gently kissed my neck and I whimpered as her lips lingered there, sliding back and forth. She slipped her right hand from my shoulder and started caressing my chest with her nails.

"Says who honey? I'll tell you who, people who have never experienced the pleasure of their own flesh and blood. Any woman who says this is wrong has no idea what she is missing. I can't tell you how amazing it is to feel my sons inside of me, to hear them moan for me, to have them take me however they want, to be their lover."

"But why do..."

"Better than that," Mom continued in my ear as her hand made its way down my stomach. "Is the feeling of them wanting to please me, touching me, licking me, making me cum harder than I ever have before, loving me with their hearts and bodies. Don't you want to feel that Matt?"

"I..." I stopped and moaned as Mom started slowly rocking her hips back and forth. Her pussy was grinding into my throbbing cock, and the sick thought that I should have taken my shorts off filled my mind. "I...don't know." I said in frustration.

"Well I do baby, and trust me your brother's felt the same way, and I was nervous when my daddy first came to me, but that night was so special honey, my daddy was so sweet to me. Even up to when he passed a couple of years ago he would always tell my sister and I how those were the best nights of his life."

She leaned up to look at me.

"It was my best night too." She smiled softly at me and touched my cheek. "Until I was with Todd, and knew what it was like to truly love my son. Then Chris, and now you my baby. You're my last son, this is my last time to enjoy the best feeling in the world. Please let me be with you Matt."

"You really want me?" I asked.

"Oh honey, can't you tell?" Grabbing my hand she pulled it between us. "Her you tell me."

Mom sat up on her knees and pressed my hand to the crotch of her panties. They were soaking wet. I tried to pull my hand back, but Mom not only held it there, but started sliding my hand across her pussy.

"Ohhh," she cooed. "I am so wet for you, my baby."

Letting my hand go she leaned back into me, and taking my face in her hands placed her face directly in front of it, our eyes were inches apart as she began to speak.

"You want to Matt, I know you do, all you have to do is let it happen. It's going to happen because it is meant to. You can say no because you think you should, but your body knows differently, its in our blood honey. My baby wants to be with his mother just like your brothers did."

"What about Tracy?" I asked as a last resort.

"Tracy is a sweet beautiful girl Matt, you're lucky to have her. She'll never know honey, how would she? And speaking of Tracy, Chris told me all about how sweet she is." She smiled. "Too sweet."

"Well, I..."

"See Matt, that will be the best part of tonight for you. See the way I see it, this is your special night and you get to have me however you want me."

"Anything?" I asked.

My hand was no longer on her pussy, but was resting on her thigh. I started slowly rubbing my hand along her leg amazed at how soft she felt. I could feel the heat of her pussy through my shorts. I looked into her eyes and felt the last of my resolve beginning to slip away. As if she sensed it, Mom smiled and continued speaking softly.

"Well you don't want to leave Tracy and she is not giving you what you need, so shouldn't it be a mother's duty to make sure her son gets everything he wants?"

"I...I guess so." 

My hand had made it to her hip and after a brief hesitation I slid it down towards her pussy.

"That's it baby." Mom nodded. "You touch me wherever and however you want." 

Bending her head, she kissed my neck again. I moaned and turned my head, giving her better access to my neck. Mom sighed into my flesh and started kissing me harder. I closed my eyes and wrapping my arm around her began caressing her bare back. I gasped as Mom started sucking hard on the skin between my neck and shoulder. She topped sucking and bringing her face back up to look at me, gave me a mischievous smile.

"After all Matt, doesn't Santa keep two lists, naughty and nice?"

"Yes." I answered as I ran my hand up through Mom's thick black hair.

"Well which list do you want me to be on?" Before I could answer she laughed. "I bet I know which one."

Leaning over she began whispering in my ear.

"You want a naughty girl don't you baby? A nasty little thing that will do all those dirty things little things, isn't that right?"

"Oh, yes." I moaned as her hand dropped down between us and pressed my hand to her pussy again.

"I'll do that for you, baby. Your mother will be your dirty girl, oh yes she will!" she kissed me just below my ear. You want that Matt? You want your mother to be your nasty girl?" she kissed me again. "Your little whore?"

"Oh god." I said, as she started grinding her crotch into my hand.

"I will Matt, I will be your dirty fucking slut tonight, I will suck your cock, and take every drop, I will shove my pussy in your face, and get on my knees and let you fuck me anyway you want me!" She leaned back and looked me in the eye. "So tell me Matt is that what you want?"

I swallowed hard and looking away from her whispered.

"Yes."

"Then tell me what you want baby."

"I...I can't"

"Yes you can Matt," Mom said. "You know you want to. Now go ahead and tell me what you would want to tell one of those little pigs in those movies."

"I don't know if..."

I stopped as bending her head to mine, Mom kissed me. At first I didn't move as her lips pressed into mine. I sat there stunned, until I felt her tongue press into my lips. At the same time, she slid her thong to the side and my hand pushed up against her bare wet pussy. I opened my mouth to moan, and Mom's tongue immediately plunged inside. I gasped as her tongue slid across mine, and her hips started to rock sliding my hand along her slippery flesh. Mom moaned into my mouth and the sound pushed me over the edge. My hand was still in her hair and grabbing it I pushed against the back of her head, holding her lips to mine. 

"Hmm-mmm" Mom groaned in her throat.

I opened my mouth wider and pushed my own tongue out, slipping it into her hot wet mouth. Mom let go of my hand and I felt her slide her arms around my shoulders. As good as her pussy felt I removed my hand from it and slipped both of my arms around her waist. I squeezed her tightly to me, and moaned at the feeling of her hard nipples pressing into my chest through the nighty. I kissed her long and hard, harder than I had ever kissed Tracy. Mom was moaing her approval as she ground her pussy into my crotch, and eagerly sucked on my tongue as our lips pressed together.

Breaking the kiss, Mom panted in my ear.

"Oh honey, you feel so good! You could have kept your hand there, but your holding me instead," she sounded as if she were getting emotional, "Oh you're such a good boy!"

She hugged me tightly and putting her head on my shoulder spoke in my ear.

"And don't you worry, because that pussy is yours for the night baby, all night, as many times as you can do it." She giggled. "And trust me, even if you don't think you can anymore, I can be very persuasive!"

"All night." I repeated in her ear, as my hands fondled her back, and played with her hair.

"And tomorrow morning," Mom groaned. "The best time is the morning, and we can do it anyway you want honey, fast, slow, sweet dirty, I'm all yours!"

She moved her head to look at me and she looked so happy, I couldn't help but smile, and whisper, "I love you Mom."

"I love you too baby," She smiled back. "Question is, do you want me?"

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed kissing her again.

Sitting back on her knees, Mom grabbed my hand and bringing it up to her chest placed the end of the ribbon in my hand.

"Well what are you waiting for then?" she asked, breathless with excitement. "Unwrap your present!"

With trembling fingers I pulled at the string and watched as the ribbon untied and the night gown fell off to the sides exposing my mother's tits.

"Oh Mom," I said softly. "They're perfect."

I meant what I said; her tits were huge and round, with dark rose colored nipples that looked as hard as my aching cock felt. Reaching up Mom cupped her tits in her hands and lifted them up higher for me.

"Go ahead baby," she said, "Show me how much you like them."

Beyond caring how wrong this all was, I leaned forward and eagerly sucked my mother's nipple in to my mouth. Mom sighed softly as my tongue swirled around the swollen nub of her nipple. I reached up and squeezed her tit, groaning at how firm it was, at how good it felt.

"Oh yeah," Mom moaned. "Oh honey, just like that, ohhh, that feels so good!"

My hand left her hair and bringing it around, I captured her other nipple between my fingers and began gently twisting it.

"Yes!" Mom cried out, then grabbing the back of my head pushed my face hard into her tit. "That's right Matt you suck that fucking tit!"

At the sound of her words, I groaned around her nipple and thrust my hips up into her pussy.

"Oh you like that don't you?" Mom asked as she continued to grind her tit in my face. "You like that nasty talk?"

Pulling on my hair she yanked my face form her tit, and turning slightly shoved her other nipple into my more than willing mouth.

"Yeah how's that feel Matt, how's it feel to be sucking a real woman's tits? Not those little bitty things those girls at school have but real tits!"

I was sucking her nipple as hard as I could and swirling my tongue around it, as my hand squeezed and fondled her other tit. Mom suddenly put her hands on my shoulders and shoved me back into the headboard. Sitting back Mom removed the nighty and tossing it to the side, gave me a wicked smile.

"Speaking of sucking, isn't there something you would like me to do for you?"

"Oh yes, I..."

I stopped speaking and gasped as Mom started bouncing up and down on my cock. I looked down to see her thong was still pulled slightly to the side. I could see just the edge of her pussy.

"Yes what?" She asked.

"I want you to..." I stopped, not sure what to say.

"Tell me what you want baby," She waggled her tongue at me. "I'm dying to do it for you, all you have to do is tell me."

"I would like you..."

"Better than that!" Mom snapped. "Like you want too Matt, like I'm one of those sluts you jerk off to!"




Mom's Christmas Tradition



Once again Mom parted her lips and showed me her tongue. This time however she lifted her tit and bending her head licked her nipple. Holy shit that was hot! Losing the last inhibitions I had I blurted out, "I want you to suck my cock."

"This cock?" Mom asked, reaching down and squeezing it. "You want your mother to suck this hard fucking cock?"

"Yes, oh please Mom!" I groaned as she gave it another squeeze.

The wet spot on my shorts was growing larger and my cock was so hard it was painful. 

"Oh baby, that sounded sooo good!" Mom said, "How can I say no to that?"

Sliding back down to the foot of the bed, Mom reached down and grabbed the waistband of my shorts. I felt a brief hesitation. One last thought of am I really going through with this. I looked up at Mom's huge bare tits swaying over me, and her bright red lips, the ones that she was eager to wrap around my cock. Fuck it! I raised my hips and as Mom pulled my shorts down my rock hard cock sprang free. 

"Oh, look at that." She whispered. "Oh honey, you do want your mom don't you?"

"I want my mom to suck my cock." I said growing bolder. "I want to see your pretty red lips wrapped around it."

"Oh yes sir," Mom cooed in a tone that made my cock twitch again. 

Mom started to lie down between my legs, when I said softly.

"Take your panties off, I want you naked."

I had an image of Tracy getting pissed off in my mind, and hoped I hadn't pushed to far. To the contrary, Mom gave me a huge smile.

"Anything for you my baby." she said.

Standing up at the foot of the bed she slipped her fingers into the sides of the red thong and started to slide it down her hips, just before I could see the top of her pussy, she turned around, putting her back to me. I started to protest, but stopped as slipping the thong down past her ass, she bent over. Her ass looked incredible, but even better was the sight of her completely bald pussy winking out at me from between her legs. Her pussy was so wet I could see it glistening. Mom shook her ass at me, and I licked my lips at the thought that soon I was going to be sliding my tongue up and down that hot little box.

Turning back around, Mom climbed back up onto the bed and as I opened my legs, lied down between them on her stomach, she propped herself up on her elbows, and reaching down grabbed my throbbing dick.

"Oh, is this all for me?" She asked as she gave it a squeeze. 

"Every bit of it." I managed to say as I sat there in awe at the sight of my naked hard cock in my equally naked mother's hand. Her red nails looked fantastic around it, but not nearly as good as her red lips were going to look.

"Oh, and there is quite a bit of it." Mom sighed as she began slowly pumping it. "I'm a lucky woman, all my boys have a lot to give me."

I a vivid image of Mom lying between Todd's legs, to my surprise I found it turned me on. My thoughts returned back to the here and now as Mom gave my cock a hard squeeze sending some of my pre cum squirting out of it.

"Hmm, look at that." She cooed, as she wrapped her hand around the head of my dripping prick.

I moaned loudly as she started pumping her now sticky hand up and down the length of my cock. 

"Yeah, let's get this nice hard young cock nice and sticky."

I moaned and reaching down put my hands on her shoulders, Mom smiled up at me, and leaning down stuck the tip of her tongue into the tip of my dick. Pulling it back, she took a long trail of my pre cum with her. I watch as she lifted her head higher, then with a wink flicked her tongue into her mouth. Oh my god, this was going to be better than the movies. Lowering her head Mom placed her tongue at the base of my shaft and slowly licked her way to the top.

"Oh goddamn!" I groaned at how good her soft wet tongue felt.

"Like that Matt?" She asked as reaching the top she gave the head of my cock a quick lick. "Like watching your mom play with your cock?"

"It's the hottest thing I've ever seen." I told her.

"Hotter than this?"

Opening her mouth, Mom bent her head and in one motion took the entire length of my cock into her mouth.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out as I felt her lips touching the base of my shaft.

"Mmmm," Mom groaned.

She angled her head, and amazingly I felt myself slip even deeper into her incredibly warm mouth. I gasped and jerked my hips as I felt her tongue slide out and lick my balls. Holy shit, my mother was deep throating me! She slipped my cock from her mouth and I gasped as she had been sucking so hard, there was a popping sound as my cock sprang from her mouth. Christ, just like in that...

"So was that hotter?" Mom asked. 

"Oh, yeah."

"Well you just wait baby, I have something your going to love!" She looked down at my cock and licked her lips, "But first I want to enjoy this cock, and watch you enjoy me doing it."

Dipping her head between my legs Mom swirled her tongue around my balls, then one at a time, took them into her mouth and sucked gently on them. While she worked my balls with her mouth and tongue her hand was slowly pumping my cock. My hips were starting to twitch with the desire to have my cock back in her mouth. Sensing my impatience, Mom looked up at me.

"Tell me baby, tell Mom what you want."

"I want you to..."I paused. "I want you to put my cock back in your mouth."

"Whatever you want," Mom said lifting her face, and giving the tip of my cock a kiss. "How about I play a little first?"

Grabbing my cock, she turned her head and began rubbing my cock all over the side of her face. She turned and began doing it to the other side of her face, and I let out a sharp breath at how good her face looked covered with my sticky fluid. Mom kissed my cock again and started gently swirling her tongue around the swollen head. My hips jerked and I groaned.

"Please don't tease me Mom!"

Mom giggled,

"Aww am I teasing you?" She pouted. "I'm sorry sir, maybe you should tell me what you want again."

"I want you to suck my cock, nice and hard!" I told her.

"Anything you want."

Mom placed her lips over the head of my cock and slowly, an inch at a time, started taking it all the way in. I squeezed her shoulders and with a groan thrust my cok into her mouth. Mom moaned and lifting her head so that only the tip of my cock was in her mouth stopped. I wasn't sure what she wanted and also stayed still. Removing my cock from her lips she whispered, "Go ahead baby, fuck my mouth!"

She placed her mouth back on my cock, then reaching out grabbed my hand and placed it on the back of her head. Not needing to be told twice, I started bucking my hips up and down, thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth. Mom moaned as I did and looking me in the eye, held her head still as I... as I fucked her mouth. I started pushing her head down to meet my thrusts and moaned as I saw her hips grinding into the bed; she was getting into me face fucking her! I started pumping harder and driving my cock even deeper into her mouth. Mom was moaning around my cock and I could feel my legs starting to shake, it wouldn't be long before I would be cumming. Not wanting it to end so soon, I stopped thrusting and gently pulled on her hair.

Taking the hint Mom released my cock.

"What's the matter baby? That didn't feel..."

"It felt too good," I said embarrassed. "I want...I want it to last."

"Listen baby," Mom said softly as she light caressed my cock. "I am going to spend plenty of time sucking this cock tonight, I am going to suck you hard again and again, all night long baby."

She licked the tip of my cock before continuing.

"Every time I want more I am going to wrap these lips around this hard young cock. But for right now baby? Just relax and let it go, let me suck you off nice and quick and get that edge off so when you fuck me, you can give it to me nice and hard for a good long time." She winked. "How's that sound?"

"That's the hottest thing I have ever heard." I told her.

"Good, now sit back, relax, and let your mother take good care of her baby,"

Mom slipped my cock back into her mouth and started bobbing her head in a slow steady rhythm. She wasn't moving slowly, but not too fast either. I sighed with pleasure and as she had said, leaned back against the headboard and watched my mother blow me. Oh how wrong that sounded, but how fucking good it felt! Mom had bent her legs up and was playfully kicking them back and forth. I watched her ass rise and fall slightly as her hips rocked gently into the bed as she sucked my cock. She was taking me a little over halfway down and I could feel her tongue pressed against my shaft.

Reaching down between us I grabbed her tits and started toying with her hard nipples. Mom moaned softly in her throat and began sucking faster. The entire time she was sucking she was looking straight at me, and I found myself looking into her big brown eyes as she continued to give me the first real job of my life. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and started following her lips with it, jeking me off as she blew me. I felt my thighs starting to tremble again, but this time I found myself getting more excited. I was going to cum while getting my cock sucked! 

I wondered if she were going to let me cum in her mouth or... I gasped as reaching under me, Mom started rubbing my balls. I groaned loudly and started squeezing her nipples even harder. Mom moaned her appreciation and started sucking even faster.

"Oh, oh yeah!" I moaned. 

Unable to help it, I started thrusting my hips into her mouth, Mom's eyes were still looking into mine and she was moaning as loudly as I was. I could feel the cum beginning to race through my cock, and tried to hold it back wanting to enjoy every second of my mother's amazing mouth. Mom gently squeezed my balls and with a loud cry I felt my cock explode in my mother's mouth.

Mom quickly lifted her head from my cock, but keeping it open held it just over the head of my cock while jerking me off.

"Oh shit!" I groaned as I watched her pump my cock, and let it spray into her mouth.

After the first couple of spurts Mom pushed her tongue out causing some of the cum to pour down her chin. I was moaning like an idiot as spurt after spurt of my hot white cum shot off into her wide open mouth. Mom pumped my cock furiously until there was nothing left, then after closing her mouth, opened it and let my cum slowly drip out of it and back down onto my cock.

"Oh Mom that was...Oh!"

I cried out as Mom sucked my cock back into her mouth. She slid it back out, and as I watched, wide eyed, proceeded to lick every drop of cum from my cock. When she was done she licked her lips, opened her mouth wide to show me it was empty and said, "All gone!"

"Oh..." I gasped. "I...oh damn."

"Was that okay Matt?" Mom asked as she sat up between my legs, "Did you like your blow job?"

"I loved it!" I told her still trying to catch my breath. 

"Yeah, your Mom's a good little cock sucker?"

"Damn straight she is." I laughed. I couldn't believe I was doing this, let alone I was loving it.

"Well let's see if a good tongue runs in the family."

With that Mom rolled over onto her back next to me and slowly spread her legs open.

"Come on baby, your mom has a very hot, very wet pussy that needs her son's attention."

I rolled over on top of her so that I was lying between her legs. I was propped up on my arms and bending down found her lips. Mom kissed me back hard and immediately pushed her tongue into my mouth. I moaned as I could feel my semi hard cock pressing against her wet pussy. The thought that soon I would be entering that pussy caused a thrill of excitement to go through me. I slid my lips from hers, and sliding down started kissing the soft skin of her neck. 

Mom sighed contentedly and started playing with my hair as I kissed and licked around her neck and throat. I slid lower and after kissing the top of her chest began licking around her nipple. Mom moaned and pushed her tit at me. I put my tongue out and slowly traced a wet circle around her nipple.

"Oh, I can't wait for that to be my clit." Mom whispered.

I moved over to the other nipple trying to take my time and let her enjoy it. What I really wanted to do was dive between her legs and suck her pussy as hard as I could. Instead I sucked her nipple into my mouth then proceeded to go back and forth between them, sucking one while fondling the other.

"Oh Tracy is a lucky girl." Mom said softly. "You are very good."

Hearing Tracy's name should have bothered me but didn't. My brothers were right, who was going to know? I worked my way lower, kissing Mom's soft flat stomach, and finally sliding down between her legs kissed the inside of her upper thigh.

"Oh, now who's teasing." Mom laughed.

I kissed her leg again and took a deep breath, inhaling the incredible scent of my mother's pussy. I reached out and gently spreading her lips lightly blew on her clit. Mom's hips jerked and she moaned loudly. I smiled, pleased with myself. I flicked my tongue out, barely catching her clit.

"Oh baby." Mom moaned. "Just like I said about your cock, you're going to going at that pussy all night. You can take your time later, right now honey; your mother needs to cum in that beautiful face of yours."

I didn't need to be told twice. Spreading her lips further open I eagerly plunged my tongue into my mother's steaming slit. Mom cried out and I moaned at the sound. Keeping my tongue rigid, I started rocking my head, pushing my tongue in and out of her dripping pussy.

"Oh, oh honey!" Mom purred. "Look at you, tongue fucking your mother!"

I drove my tongue into her pussy as far as I could and as I slid it out sucked hard. Mom cried out again and I moaned as I received a mouth full of my mother's sweet juice. I swirled it around inside my mouth loving the taste and texture of the most forbidden fruit of all. Placing my tongue in her pussy I slowly licked my way up through the soft wet folds towards her clit. Mom was moaning and her hips were rocking gently as I took my time, flicking my tongue around and enjoying every inch of her smooth pussy. When I reached her swollen clit I gave it a gentle kiss, then sucked it hard into my mouth.

"Oh fuck yes!" Mom called out. "Oh right there honey! Suck that clit baby, suck it!"

Like any good son, I did as my mother said, and started sucking her clit in and out of my mouth. Sliding my hand back I slipped two fingers into her pussy and started thrusting them in and out. 

"Yes!" Mom squealed. "Harder!"

I did as she said, plunging my fingers harder into her sopping wet and amazingly tight pussy. Mom was so wet; I could hear my fingers driving into her. I released her clit from my mouth and started swirling my tongue around it in hard fast circles.

"Oh yes!" She moaned. "You work that pussy, you make it purr!" she groaned again. "Oh baby, I am going to cum so hard for you!"

Spurred on by her cries I started licking as fast as I could, while thrusting my fingers even harder. Mom was moaning continuously and I could feel her thighs starting to quiver.

"Slide a finger back." She whispered.

I slid my other hand down and started to try to work a third finger into her pussy.

"No, further back," she said. 

I started to slide my hand down and felt my finger touch her ass. I stopped there.

"Right there, Matt," Mom moaned. "Slip it right in my ass."

Holy shit, could this get any hotter? I gently eased my finger in to her ass as I continued to lick her clit and work her pussy with my fingers. Mom groaned, and I pushed my finger a little further into her incredibly tight ass. She pushed her hips at me, and hoping it was what she wanted, I drove my finger into her ass. It was the right move. Mom thrust her hips into my face, arched her back off the bed and went off like a rocket. She let out a long loud wail of pleasure that was louder than anything I'd ever heard before.

"Oh keep licking!" She cried out. "Oh, please don't stop!"

I continued to lick and use my fingers as she moaned and thrashed on the bed, her thighs had closed around my head and she was grinding her wet pussy into my face. Not that I was complaining, I couldn't get enough of it! I sucked her clit back into my mouth and was rewarded with another loud scream of ecstasy. I wondered if my brothers could hear this. I found myself hoping they could, and that it was turning them on knowing their little brother as making their mother cum, just as I'm sure they had done.

Mom let out a soft whimper and went limp on the bed. As her legs fell away from me, I gave her clit one last kiss and sat up on my knees between her legs. I looked down and smiled at the sight before me. Mom looked beautiful, her sweat soaked black hair was fanned out around her on the pillow, her lips were parted as she breathed hard from cumming, and her eyes were half shut. Her huge tits were covered in sweat and her nipples were as hard as they had been all night.

Looking up at me, she gave me a tired smile. 

"Oh damn baby, you are a good boy!"

Her gaze dropped down to between my legs where my cock was again standing at full attention.

"Ahh youth," she giggled. "Well baby, what do want to do now?"

"I want to..." I swallowed hard. "Mom I want to fuck you."

Mom raised her legs in the air, placed her feet on my shoulders and with a sexy smile whispered, 

"Then fuck me."

With no hesitation I grabbed her legs, pulled her close to me, and with one long thrust drove my cock hard into my mother's pussy.

"Oh fuck!" She cried out. "Oh Matt! Damn that feels fucking good!"

Hell yeah it did! Mom's pussy was hot, wet, tight and best of all, it was hers! She was right, I thought as I started pumping my cock in and out of her hot box, this was incredible. I was fucking the woman I'd loved the most my whole life! The most beautiful woman I'd ever known, and here she was laid out before me, legs up, tits bouncing and moaning away as her son fucked her.

That was exactly what I was doing, I was fucking her. Driving in and out of her pussy so hard I could hear wet sucking sounds every time I pulled my cock back.

"Oh!" Mom shouted. "Oh baby, what a nice cock you have! Oh, honey give it to me! Go ahead and fuck me like the little slut you want me to be!"

Remembering something I'd seen in a movie, I grabbed her ankles and spreading her legs out as far as I could started fucking her even harder.

"Oh, my fucking god!" Mom screamed. "Look at you fucking your mother! Oh Matt please keep fucking me, oh I've wanted you all year!"

I moaned and started fucking her even harder, I was rearing back and slamming her as hard as I could. I couldn't believe it, that I was really fucking! Tracy would never let me fuck like this! But here was mom laying there loving every minute of it and telling me she did. Squeezing her ankles tighter, I lifted up, pulling her hips from the bed and driving myself even deeper into her.

"Oh fuck!" Mom groaned. "Let go, of my legs baby."

I did as she said and she immediately put them straight up against my chest.

"Lean forward," she told me. "Put your hands by my arms."

I leaned over and as I did her legs bent back. When my hands touched the bed, Mom's knees were over my shoulders and she was just about bent in half, her ass completely off the bed.

"Now fuck me!" she cried out.

I stared pumping her hard and fast and she let out a squeal that sent a surge through my cock. 

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" Mom screamed as I continued to slam the shit out of her. "Oh my fucking god, are you deep!"

I groaned and began breathing heavier. I was sweating profusely and my heart felt as if it were going to pounds through my chest. All that mattered though was how god my hard cock felt plowing into my mother's tight little twat. Mom was squealing every time I drove into her and the noise made me want to fuck her eve harder. I felt my legs starting to shake and realized I was getting close to cumming again. Mom must have seen it in my face, as she cried out, "Stop!"