0 comments/ 271872 views/ 71 favorites Mom's Tied Up Ch. 01 By: MrJDoe Steve Mason trudged slowly home. Snow fell silently as he walked. Steve was an eighteen year old wrestler and had been at his high school waiting to leave for a meet with another school. Although his record was very good, his team wasn't. The snow was worse to the west, which was where their meet had been cancelled due to the weather. He had called home for a ride, but didn't get anyone. He wasn't surprised as he knew his parents drank heavily when he was gone. Walking home let him decompress. He'd been all ready to go. Instead, he found himself walking back home for another boring evening. The family car was covered in snow as he approached his house. Only a few lights were on, which he thought was odd. He made his way to the front door, fumbled for his key and finally got the door opened. His eyes adjusted to the dim light in the hallway, he dumped his bag on the floor and looked into the living room. His dad lay sprawled on the couch. Steve was surprised to see him naked there. An empty vodka bottle was on the floor, and another partial bottle was between his arm and his chest. He was snoring deeply. Steve walked over to him and pulled the bottle from him. His father grunted, but otherwise didn't respond. "Dad!", Steve called loudly but received no response. "Jeez", he thought, "he's really out of it." He looked at his father sprawled on the couch. They weren't really close. Steve had always been interested in sports, unlike his father. He and his mom had always had more in common. She was often the one to take him to sporting activities, while his dad was more into his business career. With a smirk Steve looked at his dad. "Wow, he sure has a small cock!", he thought, "I didn't get my size from his side of the family." Steve turned and left the room, but took the partial bottle with him. He turned and went up the stairs towards his own room. He set the bottle down and got out of his hooded sweatshirt and sweatpants. He stood naked except for his jockstrap and admired his muscled body in the mirror. "Pretty buff!", he mused. Then he pulled on a pair of gym shorts and t-shirt. He'd see if his mom were awake enough to let her know he was home. He padded softly down the carpeted hall to his parents' bedroom. He knocked quietly on the door and listened for a response. He heard his mom moan and a quiet buzzing sound, but no response. He knocked again, and then opened the door. "Mom, I....",he said suddenly stopping. There were several lights on low and he looked across the room. The bed was opened but empty. He looked around the room and was surprised to see a figure bent over. He looked more carefully and realized that the figure was his mom! To say he was stunned was an understatement. As he fought for a handle on the situation, he realized several things almost simultaneously. His mom was naked. She was secured to something that looked like a sawhorse. She had some kind of mask on, which covered her eyes and the top half of her head. The buzzing was coming from her pussy and the crack of her ass which was covered by a strap of leather. There was also a strong smell of vodka in the room. As he looked about, there were several open bottles near the bed and sawhorse. He was breathing hard and his mouth was suddenly dry. He walked over to where his mom was. Suddenly, he recognized the sawhorse thing. It was usually in the basement in a disassembled state. He had once asked about it and was told it was for making saddles. The top was broad, but more slender in the middle and covered with leather. There were several eyebolts in the legs and now straps led from them to his mom's arms and legs. She was on her stomach on the cross piece. As Steve looked at his mom, he was surprised in his evaluation. He'd always though of his mom as beautiful, but he'd never imagined seeing her in such a revealing state. Her secured legs looked great and her ass was amazing! It suddenly occurred to Steve that he didn't know what to do. It was so hard for him to look away. He slowly backed from the room and found himself standing in the hall. It was obvious that both his parents were unconscious from the vodka they had drunk. He made his way downstairs and checked his dad again. He shook him firmly but got no response. "Yep",he thought, "he's completely out." Steve made his way back upstairs, careful to shut the door at the bottom of the stairs. He was unsure of what he was going to do, but he did know that if he had any ideas of progressing further, he didn't want to be surprised by his dad. He walked back to his room. Steve slid his hand into his shorts and stroked his cock. He could feel his cock getting thicker and hardening. He reached over and took a short drink from the opened bottle he had brought from downstairs. "Fuck my mom?", he asked himself. Steve knew what incest was. Once of his friends told him that once that he'd been sucked off by his sister, but he never knew if that was the truth or just boasting. He had never thought of it as other than a fantasy with a sister who didn't exist for himself. Suddenly, he spotted his digital camera. He'd received it as a present for his last birthday. He checked that camera, but it was dead. Fortunately, he had a battery on the charger. He slipped it into the camera and flipped the switch. It came alive in his hands. 492, it read. That meant he had space for 492 pictures, or about 15 minutes of video. He slid his shorts off. His cock was now erect and sticking out of his jock. He looked at himself in the mirror, and on impulse took a photo of himself. His t-shirt hid his cock, but it was tented out. He liked how it looked and took another one. This time he pulled his t-shirt up and used the mirror again, zooming the camera in on his cock and jock. He looked at the picture and could see his clear pre-cum oozing from his hard 8 inch cock. He walked back down the hall to his parents' bedroom. His mom was exactly as he had left her. He shook her and called her loudly again, but got no response, just low moans that must have been caused by the vibrator buzzing away in her pussy. Steve let his left hand stroke his mom's exposed ass. It was soft and warm. He looked at her ass through the display on the back of his camera. The light was a little too dim for the camera, so he walked to the bedroom door and flipped on the light switch. He waited to see if the overhead light had any effect on his mom. Everything stayed just the same, so he walked by to the sawhorse and knelt down to the level of her ass. Looking through the LCD he saw a beautiful vision of her ass and pussy covered by the strap. He pressed the shutter to take a picture then checked his mom to see if she had any awareness. His mom's face was unchanged, what he could see of it that the mask didn't cover. Her mouth was open slightly and she continued her steady moaning. Her heavy breasts were splayed out to either side of her chest. Steve couldn't resist running his finger over her exposed nipple on the right side. He brought the camera up again and photographed her exposed breast and one of his hands gently squeezing it. "Mmmmmm... Mmmmmmm", she groaned as his hand held her breast. He moved back to where her ass stuck out obscenely over the end of the sawhorse. Steve backed away slightly and took a shot of her ass and legs. You could see plainly in the photo that her legs were secured to the legs of the sawhorse. As he moved back towards her, he noticed a stream of juices running from under the strap over her pussy and down one of her legs. His camera captured a nice close up of her strap covered pussy and the wetness on her leg. He ran one finger through the wet stream and brought it to his lips, "Yum!" Steve took a few more photos from different angles. Then he paused for thought. He decided to check on his dad one more time to be sure he was well and truly out. He was out like a light and snoring loudly. Steve set the empty bottle on the couch, next to his dad. If he got up, he'd probably knock it off the couch, which ought to make some noise. Steven retreated back upstairs, carefully closing the door behind him. He stood in the hall, thinking. His cock was hard as steel and there was a large wet spot on his t-shirt from the constant stream of pre-cum from the head of his cock. Was he going to do something with his own mom? Was he going to be a mother-fucker? Steve had never thought about literally being one with his own mom. He walked back into the bedroom and picked up the camera, looking at the pictures he'd taken. He looked at his mom again. Frowning, he walked back to the sawhorse. He examined the harness she was wearing. It was soft black leather with steel rings attached at various places. He'd never seen anything like it. He figured the rings must be to restrain the person's hands, or something like that. Looking at the strap that ran down to her pussy, he realized the strap was secured by a snap at the waist. Steve reached over and pulled on the strap at the snap and tugged on it. It took a little effort, but it came loose. He let the strap dangle between her legs. Her complete ass and pussy was exposed to him. There was a circular object on her ass. Steve took a hold of it and tugged on it. His mom's moans suddenly increased. He released the object and it settled back on her ass. Steve was puzzled and took a hold of it again and pulled on it a little harder. He gasped as her realized the rest of it was up his mom's ass! He released the butt plug and, as if by magic, his mom's ass sucked it back inside, accompanied by more moans. Steve's mom suddenly stirred, as much as she could stir secured as she was. Steve froze. He held his breath to see if he had went too far and she was going to come to. She subsided, but worked her mouth. She licked her lips and then in a slurred voice, "Oh God, fuck me, please!" Steve's mind had a hard time really believing he had heard his own mom asking to be fucked. "Mmmmmmmm, fuck me..." she moaned again. A thunk woke Steve from his daze. He looked on the floor and realized that the buzzing vibrator that had been in her pussy, had fallen out. He bent down and picked it up. It took him a moment to figure out where the switch was and shut it off. The vibrator was soaked with the juices from her soaked pussy. He looked at the vibrator and thought it was about the same size as his dad's dick had looked. "That's not too big.", he thought. Obviously, from the wet condition of it, with the vibration it was effective. Before he straightened, he took a close look at his mom's exposed pussy. It was pink and very wet. Looking underneath, he saw that she was completely shaved. He brought the camera up and switched to the close-up setting and took some pictures of her wet pussy and her ass. "Now what?" he asked himself. His mom was quieter now without the vibrator in her pussy. Steve set the camera down and took a deep breath. Shaking a little, he stroked his mom's pussy lips from top to bottom. Her pussy was warm, wet and sticky. As he stroked it again his mom gave a deep groan. She shifted her hips and repeated in a low, husky voice, "Fuck meeeee." Steve suddenly felt like he was burning up and shed his t-shirt. It was soaked with sweat. He stood there, wearing only his jock strap. His cock poked up out of it. With shaking hands, he pushed the jock strap down to his feet and stepped out if it. He was completely naked, with the hardest erection he had ever had, his mom was naked, strapped to a sawhorse and asking to be fucked. He looked down and saw his cock, bobbing up and down as he breathed, dripping pre-come in a clear trail. He had fucked a few girls. His first was a cheerleader who took his cherry as a reward for winning a match for her. He knew that he knew how to fuck a woman, but the thought of his own mother made his mind whirl. Steve looked back at his mom. He raised his hand and stuck out one finger and slowly slid it into her pussy. As he pushed the finger into her, Steve's mom groaned. With a slurred voice she said, "Oh baby! Give it to me! Mmmmm, feels so good..." He hadn't felt a hotter or wetter pussy! He slowly moved his muscular finger back out of her pussy and then back in. More moaning came in response. "I'm finger fucking my mom!", he thought. After a minute, he pulled his finger all the way out and inserted two fingers. His mom responded a little louder. He knelt down and retrieved his camera and got a couple pictures, one of his fingers barely in his mom's pussy and another with them all the way in. He slowly fingered her and she responded by pushing her pussy back against him. He pulled his fingers back about half way out of the soaking pussy and held them there. After a moment, his mom started pushing back and forth, fucking herself. As he watched his mom work back and forth on his fingers, he tried to think. Fuck his mother? She was asking for it, literally, but Steve knew this was a decision he couldn't take back. He slowly pulled his fingers from his mom. He rubbed the fluids onto his cock using the two fingers. He moved his damp fingers up to the head of his cock and mixed his mother's pussy juices with his pre-cum. The thought of that nearly made him cum! He moved around to the other end of the sawhorse. The black hood on her head covered her ears and eyes, but left her nose and mouth exposed. He held his cock in his left hand and rubbed it on his mom's face and lips. As he did so, her tongue licked the head of his cock. As he slid his cock between her lips, he took several more pictures. When he had several inches of cock in his mom's mouth, she began to suck on it. Steve responded by sliding more of his cock into her mouth and she continued to suck. Suddenly, he realized he was going to cum and wasn't going to be able to wait! Before he could do anything, his cock began spurt cum. The first couple of shots felt like he was dumping a quart of cum each time. His mom swallowed the first shot, but started to choke on the second. He quickly pulled his cock from her mouth but continued to cum. The next spurt landed on her cheek and lips, the second onto her nose, and the remainder onto her mouth and chin. By the time his orgasm ended, he was almost panting. He looked at his mom's face. It was covered with his cum. As his brain began to function again he took several more pictures of his mom's face, covered with his cum. Then his mom slowly stuck her tounge out and began licking her lips, licking his cum and swallowing it! He took several steps back and sat down on a nearby chair. As he looked at his cum covered mother's face, he could feel his lust beginning to build again. He was going to have to fuck his mom while he had the chance! Mom's Tied Up Ch. 02 Chapter 2 Steve Mason sat in a chair with a big smile on his face. He has just found his mother drunk, tied to a padded sawhorse completely naked except for a black hood that covered her eyes, ears and hair. In her drunken stupor, she had sucked him to the best orgasm of his life. Most of his orgasm was on her face and slowly dripping onto the sawhorse and carpet below. He also had some fantastic digital pictures of her restrained and his exploration of her body. Suddenly, Steve heard a thud that sounded like a bottle falling. Probably the empty vodka bottle he has left next to his sleeping, drunken father downstairs on the couch! Panic shot through Steve. If his father had awoken and came upstairs to find him naked with his cum covering his mother’s face, he’d probably be as good as dead! The erection that he had been regaining went soft immediately and his heart was beating as loudly as a bass drum. He sat silently and waited. After it seemed like an hour had passed, Steve realized that he hadn’t heard anything more from the downstairs, like the door at the base of the stairs that he had carefully shut. He looked around the room for his shorts, found them and pulled them on. He looked out of the bedroom and then quietly walked into the hall and listened again. Nothing. He slowly made his way down the stairs, silently turned the door knob and slipped into the downstairs hall. Steve peeked into the living room to see the naked form of his father, still sleeping heavily on the couch. He had rolled over in his sleep and knocked the bottle off of the couch. “Whew!” though Steve. He padded quietly across the living room floor and picked up the bottle. When he looked at his dad he realized a bomb going off in the living room probably wouldn’t awaken him. Both of his parents drank heavily when he was gone on weekends for high school wresting meets, or any other time he was away. Steve came to the conclusion that his dad wasn’t going to be interrupting anything Steve had planned. Steve pulled the throw off of a chair and draped it over his father. If he was comfortable, he was unlikely to bother to get up to go to bed. Steve silently left the living room and went back upstairs, pausing to close the door again propping the empty bottle against it as a crude alarm. He made his way back up the stairs, went into his parent’s bedroom and retrieved his camera. His mom lay restrained on the sawhorse, breathing deeply. The lower half of her face was glazed with his cum. Her lips were bare where she had licked his cum off. Bringing the camera up, he took several more pictures of her cum covered face. He made sure to get several more pictures of her lips. He quickly reviewed the photos he had taken. “Wow!” he thought, “My mom is hot! She must love kinky stuff to end up secured to a sawhorse, available for anything!” Steve walked out of the bedroom and down the hall back to his own room. He looked at the clock and realized that he had plenty of time. What he had time for he hadn’t completely planned out. Steve slipped the flash card out of the camera and inserted it into the reader attached to his computer. The drive light flashed on and the downloader popped up on the LCD screen. He selected the directory he wanted the pictured to be stored in. It wasn’t the one he usually used. He wasn’t taking chances on anyone finding this stuff. The downloader finished bringing the pictures off of the flash card and cleaned the card off automatically. Then the viewer program popped up showing the first picture it had just downloaded. Steve walked over to the fridge in his bedroom and got a bottle of beer. His parents didn’t mind him drinking beer as long as he didn’t drink and drive, or let his grades slip. He sat down in the chair in front of his computer and selected slideshow. As the photographs of his nude mother silently flashed across the monitor, he sipped his beer. Steve wasn’t sure what he might do with the pictures, but they sure were hot! As he looked at the photographs of the most intimate portions of his mom’s restrained anatomy, he realized he needed to piss, big-time. He picked up the card, putting it back into the camera, collected his beer and went down the hall to the bathroom. Steve walked into the bathroom and carefully set his beer and camera down on the vanity next to the toiler. He slipped the lid and seat up and began to take a leak. As he did so, he reached over and picked up the camera. Looking down he took several shots of the stream and his cock. One of Steve’s turn-ons was photographing himself doing intimate things. He had photographed himself jacking off, cumming and anything else that came to mind. He suddenly had a vision of his mom, lying on her back smiling as he pissed on her. He hands were between her legs as he pissed on her chest, face and pussy. As he finished, he realized his cock was getting hard again. He watched, mesmerized, and his cock got fatter, longer and harder. His hand absently rubbed and stroked his cock, thinking about his mom. His other hand stroked his chest, balls and ass. Steve was thinking of his mother. He imagined her on her back, with her legs spread wide. He was above her, his hard erection jutting out towards her. She smiled at him and lowered her hands to her pussy. She spread her lips wide, looked him squarely in the eye and whispered, “Fuck me, fuck me now!” As he lowered himself, his hand on his cock ready to penetrate her, he came out of his fantasy. Steve flushed the toilet and pulled his shorts up, cock bulging out in front. He picked up the beer and camera and walked out and down the hall. Back to the bedroom his mother was secured in. As he stood there, he slipped his shorts down to his feet and stepped out of them. He stood there with his hard cock and drained the beer. Setting the bottle on the floor, he walked towards the sawhorse. Steve stood there looking at his mom, his hand still stroking his cock. He was thinking about what he should do. He wanted to fuck his mom. He realized that it was as if he was standing on a cliff. If he took the next step, his life would never be the same. He was thinking hard about the situation. He could clean his cum off his mom’s face, undo the chains securing her to the sawhorse and put her to bed. In the morning, he would be the only one who really knew what had happened. Of course, he wouldn’t have fucked his mother, who was nude and restrained. She was also drunk and wouldn’t have any idea of what had happened. She’d probably assume Steve’s father had fucked her, which obviously was the idea, and then dad had wandered off in a drunken stupor. Dad would likely assume the same thing. His eyes focused on his mom’s exposed pussy. His hard cock made the decision for him. Steve traced his mom’s pussy lips with one finger. Without the stimulation of the vibrator, her pussy wasn’t as wet as it had been before. He slowly traced his finger up and down her pussy. As he did so, she slowly began to moan and her pussy got moister. As his mom’s pussy dampened, he slowly slid his index finger back into her pussy. She breathed deeply as he did so, and moaned even more as he slowly finger fucked her. Steve wanted to shove his cock all the way into her pussy, one hard thrust, but knew he needed to move more slowly than that. As she got wetter, and her pussy became accustomed to his finger, he pulled the lone finger out and slowly worked two fingers in. Steve’s mom groaned louder with the introduction of a second muscular finger. He watched as her head rose up briefly, they lowered back down. She was breathing deeply as Steve’s fingers slowly fucked her. Her moans continued as she obviously liked what he was doing. She even began to push back against his fingers as they bottomed out inside her wet, hot tunnel. “Man! She’s really hot to be fucked!” He thought three of his fingers together ought to be about the same thickness as his hard cock, so he withdrew the two and inserted three fingers slowly up into her hot, steamy pussy. She moaned, but in a higher pitch, He looked up at her face and realized he had a drunken smile on her face. She continued to moan and smile as his fingers worked in and out. She coughed and then said, “Ohhhh baby, that’s it! That’s it! I need it so bad!” in a slurred voice. Steve spoke in a lower pitch, to sound more like his father and asked, “You need what?” His mother said nothing as his fingers fucked her. He repeated the question. His mom licked her lips and said, “I need to be fucked! I’m a horny slut and I need to be fucked by a hard cock!” This made Steve’s cock even harder, which he could hardly believe. His fingers continued to pump in and out of his mom’s wet pussy. His heart was pounding hard again. With a deep breath, he slowly pulled his fingers out of her wet, slick pussy and stroked his cock, spreading her juices onto his hard cock. He ran the fingers over the head of his circumcised cock but realized that it was already wet and click from his pre-cum. Panting slightly, he stepped up so he was directly behind her bare ass and pussy. He moved a little so that his cock was aligned with her waiting pussy. He remembered that his camera was still tethered to his wrist. He brought it up and flicked it back on. He looked through the LCD and saw his cock about an inch away from where he wanted to put it. He took a shot, and then leaned forward so the head of his cock was up against his mom’s pussy. Took another shot. Steve leaned forward and pushed with his hips. He watched as his cock slowly slid in until the head of his cock was completely inside. His mom gave another deep moan and said, “Yessss!Mmmmm! Fuck!” Steve took another picture, and then slowly pushed his cock further in. He felt her pussy open and surround his cock. Steve looked towards his mom’s face to see she had a drunken smile on her face. He pulled back until only the head was left inside, and then pushed forward again until about half of his cock was in. He repeatedly this slowly several times, and each time he pushed in, his mom moaned. He slowly worked until he had his entire cock up his mom’s hot pussy. He smiled as he realized he was now filling the opening though which he had been born. Steve pushed his cock all the lay in until his groin flattened her ass. “That would make a great pic!” he decided and got another shot. As Steve took the picture, his left hand unconsciously flattened on his mom’s ass, pushing against the butt plug that was filling her ass. “Oh! Yes baby! You know I like it up both my horny holes!” his mom slurred. Steve almost jumped out of his skin! He would have sworn his own mom wouldn’t say anything like that! She moaned louder and said she loved it up the ass. Steve was concerned with the amount of noise she was making. He didn’t really want his dad waking up while he was fucking his wife! Speaking in a lower pitch he said, “Quiet slut, or I’ll stop fucking you.” Steve’s mom said in a quiet voice, “I’m sorry! I’ll be a quiet slut! Please fuck me, fuck me hard.” Steve responded, “Ok, keep quiet and you’ll get fucked!” With that Steve picked up the pace of his fucking and began to fuck her harder. His groin began to slap again her sexy ass. Each time his cock bottomed out in his mom’s pussy she grunted and pushed back against his cock. She was the hottest fuck he’d ever had, he realized. Grunting with each thrust, his mom hissed, “That’s it! Fuck me like a slut. Give it to me! Oh god! It’s so hard and big!” Steve almost laughed out loud when she said that. It WAS bigger from what he has seen! Steve shifted his hands on her ass so his left thumb was on the butt plug and pushed down on it in time with his fucking. With a louder moan, the pussy his cock was in suddenly became wetter and her ass shook under his hands. Steve realized his mom was cumming on his cock. “Mmmmm! I love it when both of my holes get it!” she slurred. Steve never had realized his mom was such a horny slut! This turned him on so much. So much, in fact, he realized that he was about to drain what was left in his balls up his mom’s horny cunt! “Cunt!” he thought, “My mom is a horny slut with a hot, horny cunt he was fucking and was going to cum in!” He was fucking her hard and fast. She was grunting almost continuously now and with a groan of his own, Steve began to cum in his slutty mom’s hot cunt. Steve orgasmed so hard he though someone was squeezing his nuts. It almost hurt, but it was an amazing feeling as he emptied his balls. The next thing Steve knew, he was standing behind his mom, his cock was softening and his cum was slowly oozing it’s was out of his mom’s pussy and down her leg. Steve pulled his cock from his mom’s pussy and sat down onto the floor. His legs felt like he had lifted the world and now they were just jelly. He was breathing deeply and felt exhausted. When he opened his eyes, his gaze fell upon his mom’s fucked pussy. Almost without thought, he raised his camera and took several pictures, including a nice close-up. He stumbled over to where he had left his beer and drained the remainder in a single gulp. He looked over at his mom. She was asleep, but had a smile on her face. He suddenly realized that he had to figure out what to do with her. He didn’t want to leave her chained to the sawhorse. She wouldn’t be able to straighten up if she stayed that way all night. Steve walked over to his mom’s bed and turned it down. He went over to where she was and unfastened the restraints on her hands and legs. He realized that she wasn’t going to be able to help, so he picked her up carefully and carried her over to the bed. He laid her onto her back. She sprawled on the bed, her breasts rising and falling as she slept. Steve couldn’t help but cover them with his palms. He cupped both of them and gave each nipple a suck. Steve stood above her then and took a couple more pictures of her nude, fucked body. He retrieved his clothes, beer bottle and walked out of the room, turning off the light and quietly closing the bedroom door behind him. With all the sex toys and stuff by the end of the sawhorse, Steve never saw that packages of condoms that were there to be used. He dumped his clothes, bottle and camera in his room and then headed to the bathroom. He showered and washed all of the cum, his and his mom’s off, shampooed and got out. Steve dried himself and then realized how tired he felt. He threw the damp towel over the rack to dry and made it back to his room. Steve lay down on his bed, on his back, nude and fell into a deep sleep. He slept, satisfied. So did his mom, for the first time in a long time. Mom's Tied Up Ch. 03 Patti Mason awoke to a throbbing headache. She reached up to massage her forehead, only to feel fabric. "God! I've had that mask on all night!" She unsnapped the mask and threw it to the bedroom floor. She massaged the sides of her forehead. Patti could feel the lines left by the elastic in the mask. She sat up and slowly let her legs hang over the side of the bed. "Owwwww!" she moaned. Patti was terribly hung-over. She knew she shouldn't drink the way she did, but it help to mask her unhappy feelings about her marriage. Patti had become pregnant at 18. She never was able to figure out why she had slept with Dick, her now husband. He wasn't really her kind of man. He was kind of nerdy, didn't like sports and had a rather small penis. All of her high school flings had been with better endowed boys. She had met Dick at a party where they both drank heavily. He'd fucked her in the back seat of his car and she'd ended up pregnant. Patti hadn't wanted to marry Dick, but her mother had insisted. Several years later, her mom had told her she had been wrong to insist. None of her family had really taken to Dick, but here she was. As she ran her hands over her face, she could feel the remains of the dried cum over her cheeks and neck. "Well" she though, "Dick must have had a good time" Patti didn't often let Dick fuck her because he was too small to really satisfy her. He preferred blow jobs anyway. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she slowly realized she had an odd feeling in her ass. Reaching around her, she felt the end of the butt plug still lodged in her curvy ass. "The bastard hadn't even pulled it out after he finished!" she silent fumed. Slowly rising to stand, she walked out into the hall, turned and went into the bathroom. Turing on the lights, she admired herself in the mirror. "Still pretty hot for 36!" She watched in the mirror as she slowly pulled the butt plug from her ass. Despite the slight discomfort, it gave Patti a thrill to watch the plug slide out. She wished it was a really nice cock. She dropped it into the sink, turned on the hot water and added liquid soap. As she washed the residue from her ass off the butt plug she recalled with a smile washing the cock of a high school stud back in her exploration days. She let the water out of the sink and rinsed the plug and her hands, the washed her hands. Patti was a bit of a clean freak. As she dried her hands, she looked in the mirror at her pussy and noticed the dried cum that had stuck to her leg. Frowning, she turned and leaned on the sink. "Damn it! How many times had she told Dick if he wanted to fuck her, he had to wear a condom?" She didn't want to become pregnant again, not by him anyway. The idea of his cum in her pussy was a complete anathema to her. She turned to the bathtub and began filling it with water, adding some scented oils. When it got the right level, she turned off the water and slid into the tub. She washed her face to remove the dried cum from her cheeks and neck, then turned to the rest of her body. As she washed her pussy, she realized it was slightly sore. It reminded her of her younger days after she had been fucked by a good sized cock. She giggled when she thought, "It certainly wasn't her Dick's dick!" Usually she couldn't feel it when she let him fuck her, which was rarely. As she washed her pussy, she started thinking about that last large cock that had made her slightly sore like that. As she rubbed her clit, she lost herself in fantasy until she had a nice orgasm. Smiling, she placed a wet washcloth over her eyes and slid into a nice nap. Awakening, she realized that the bathwater was getting cold. She hit the drain lever with her toes, and then stood up in the tub. She got the water going again and switched it to the shower, rinsing herself. She dried herself on a handy towel, stepped from the tub and slipped on a short robe, not even bothering to tie it. Stevie, her son, was gone to a meet. She went down the stairs, opening the door at the bottom. She turned and went into the living room. Patti frowned at the empty bottles and the throw draped across the couch. Her husband wasn't there. She then remembered his saying that there was a problem at the plant and he had to go in on Saturday. Patti picked up the throw and folded it neatly and placed it on the couch. She picked up the empty and walked to the kitchen. She made a cup of coffee and sat down to enjoy it slowly. As she drank, she considered the empty vodka bottle. She knew she needed to cut back, but that was kind of hard to do with Dick annoying her all the time. He thought she was some kind of "nympho" because she liked sex, just not with him. The only was Dick could get hard these days was when she was tied up or handcuffed. That part was ok with Patti because she found it a turn on anyhow. She just wished there was a really nice dick to use her while she was restrained and helpless. Patti liked sex in most all of the ways you could do it. She wouldn't even mind being with another woman, but she really preferred cock. Nice, thick, hard cock! She sighed as she wondered if she would ever get a nice one again. Patti considered herself nearing being past her prime. "Thank god Stevie hadn't turned out like his father!" she thought. "He's a lot more like me!" Stevie liked athletics, hiking and physical activities just like she did. He was certainly looking good and was putting on muscle with his wrestling. She secretly found it a thrill watching him wrestle, pinning his opponent against the mat! Finishing her coffee, she got up and thought about what she would like for breakfast. Upstairs, her son Steve was just waking up. He felt great! As he woke up more, he started to recall his great dream about his mom. Suddenly, he started to realize that it hadn't been a dream. He went over to his computer and turned it on. Sitting nude in his chair, he waited until the computer finished booting up then checked for the pictures he thought he remembered taking. Nothing was in his picture directory! As he frowned at the monitor, he remembered something about putting the pictures somewhere other than where he usually put them. Checking his directory, he suddenly knew where he thought they might be. Switching to that folder, he found pictures. He selected one and was treated to a photograph of his mother's ass and legs chained to the sawhorse! "Wow!" her thought, "I fucked her! That wasn't just a dream!" He quickly checked the rest of the pictures, and then he made sure the system shut down. He didn't want anyone seeing those for now, even accidentally. Steve suddenly realized how hungry he was. "A good fuck will do that to a guy" he thought. He found some clean shorts and a t-shirt. He pulled them on, not bothering with his shorts. He went out of his room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. As he came to the doorway of the kitchen, he suddenly came up short. His mom was bent over, looking into the refrigerator. The short robe she was wearing had ridden up, and her ass and legs were completely exposed to his gaze. As she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, he got glimpses of her bare pussy as well. He could feel his cock twitch at the sight. Realizing this was dangerous, he said, "Hey mom." Startled, his mother straightened and whirled about. "Oh my god, Stevie, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" she said, "What are you doing home?" "The meet was snowed out" he replied. "Snow? When did it snow?" She hadn't looked outside the window this morning. "I think it started about 5, but it started snowing earlier to the west of here and they decided it wasn't the best idea to leave town in a bus." "Well, why didn't you call for a ride home?" she asked. "I did call. Several time, but no one ever answered." "Oh! I'm sorry Stevie! You had to walk back home through the snow too." "Well, that was ok, I didn't mind the walk." Patti was disappointed in herself that when her son needed her, she was already drunk. "I'm sorry baby! I guess I and your dad had too much to drink again." Patti said softly, "I won't let that happen anymore!" "It's ok; I guess I'm used to it by now." Patti felt awful. This wasn't the first time she felt like she had let her Stevie down because of the booze. Steve could tell his mom was disappointed in herself and said, "I love you, mom." She was quiet for a minute and then looked at him and replied, "I love you, Stevie. You're the most important thing in my life." "I know." She smiled at that and then asked, "What would you like for breakfast? I'll fix whatever you want." Steve was looking at his mom. He robe was about half open and he was thinking, "I'd like you for breakfast!" He cleared his throat and said, "I don't care, mom. Eggs would be fine." As she looked at her son, she realized he wasn't looking at her face, as he usually did when he talked with her. Following his gaze downward, she suddenly realized she hadn't bothered to tie her robe closed, and she was standing before him almost naked. "Oops! Sorry baby! I didn't think anyone was at home!" Blushing, she pulled her robe closed and tied it shut. He smiled and said, "That's ok, mom. I like looking at beautiful women." She laughed and said, "I'm over 35, I don't think I'm supposed to be beautiful to a 18 year old!" He laughed in return and said, "I disagree. I think you're hot mom!" With that he walked across the kitchen and stood close behind her, looking into the fridge. One of his muscular arms snaked past her and grabbed the orange juice. He put his other arm around her and kissed the back of her neck. "I love you, mom" She smiled and kissed his arm. "I love you, Stevie." She turned and pushed him back, playfully. "Now, take your orange juice and sit down and I'll make you an omlette." Steve followed her order and sat at the kitchen table, sipping his orange juice and watching her. Even with the short robe tied shut, plenty of sexy leg was still showing, with occasional glimpses of her ass. They talked of the snow and how nothing would be happening for the rest of the day. He watched her and she knew he was watching. It thrilled her that her son thought she was sexy and beautiful, despite her drinking problem. With the omlettes finished, Patti got them on plates and put one in front of him and the other on the opposite side of the table for her. She went back for the silverware and with an impish grin; she "accidentally" dropped a fork. Turning away from him, she bent over to pick the fork up, exposing her ass as she did. She heard his sharp intake of breath as she stared at her exposed ass, and then quickly straightened back up. Turning back, to the table, she was secretly pleased at the slightly stunned look on his face. "It's nice to know I can still get a reaction from someone!" Placing the silverware on the table, she sat down and began to eat. He sat there and didn't pick up his fork. "Aren't you hungry?" she asked. Steve came to with a start, realizing he had been thinking about how hot her ass looked. "Sorry," he said, "I guess I spaced out there for a minute" He picked up a fork and began to devour the omlette. Patti watched him as he ate. She took in his broad shoulders and muscular arms. "My son is growing into quite a hunk!" she thought proudly. "Uh, mom, where's dad this morning?" "Oh, he had to leave early. Something about a problem at the plant." "Oh, I wondered why it was so quiet this morning" As he ate, he realized his dad must have been hung over when he left, so he wouldn't be surprised at waking up on the couch. Patti said, "Stevie, what time did you get home?" She hoped he hadn't come in while Dick had her locked to the sawhorse or was blowing him. "I dunno. I didn't look at the clock." "Did you knock on my door?" "Yep," he said. "You didn't answer and I could hear you snoring, so I thought I wouldn't bother you." "You know letting me know you're home never bothers me." "Yeah, I do know that, but..." Patti realized he must have seen several empty bottles lying about. "You're right. I probably wouldn't have woken up anyway." Patti realized she had no idea of how many times Stevie might have come home to find her and Dick completely drunk. "I am sorry, Stevie." "I know, mom. I love you no matter what." "Thanks Stevie. That means more to me than you'll ever know. You're the most important thing in my life." "What about dad?" he asked. She thought silently before answering. "Stevie, I care about you dad, but I think you know that he and I aren't the world's greatest match. The best thing about being married to your dad is that I got you." "I know what you mean, I think, and you know you're the most important thing to me too." She smiled at that and said quietly, "Thanks baby." Patti took the empty plates and put them in the sink to wash. "I guess I'll shower, mom" Suddenly, Patti remembered the butt plug she had left on the sink. "Stevie, I left the bathroom in a mess. Please use the one in the guestroom!" "Ok, mom." As he headed down the hallway to the guestroom, Patti flew up the stairs, grabbed the butt plug and quickly checked for anything else that was intimate. Finding nothing else, she went back to her bedroom and put away all the sex toys and disassembled the sawhorse. The she pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt, not bothering with a bra. She sat down in her chair and caught her breath. She could hear the shower running downstairs. She wondered what Stevie would have thought about if he had found her butt plug laying out. The thought of it gave her a perverse thrill. As she thought about him, she also wondered what he looked like right now. Water streaming down his nude body. She hadn't seen him naked in a few years. The last time, he was a scrawny boy, not the muscular young man he was now. When he was with her in the kitchen, and had put his arm around her, she had felt great! Patti knew she shouldn't think of her own son this was, but he was really the only man in her life, even if he was her son. Suddenly, the telephone rang, startling her out of her daydream. Picking it up, she answered and found it was Dave. Dave was her husband's shift mate at the plant. "Hi, Dave. How are you?" she asked. "I'm fine, Patti. Are you sitting down?" Dave inquired. "Yes, I am." she answered, puzzled. "I'm afraid I have some terrible news. There was an accident at the plant. There was a boiler explosion and Dick was killed." "Oh my god!" she cried. "I'm sorry, Patti. I know this is tough. Dick was standing right next to the boiler when it exploded, and I'm sure he died instantly. He never knew what happened." TWO WEEKS LATER Patti and Steve were sitting together on the couch. The funeral was over, and all of the family had left. She had talked to the lawyer and Dick's death was covered by a generous insurance policy the company had provided Dick. Finally, she and Stevie were left alone. "It's just you and me now, Stevie." She said to him. "I know mom, but it's ok as long as I have you." She smiled at him, "I feel the same way. I know we'll be ok together." She looked at him silently and then said, "You'll have to be the man of the house now." "I don't mind mom, I'll always take care of you and anything you want or need." She laughed and said, "Well, that will take up a lot of your time then!" He said seriously, "I mean it! I'm going to quit the wrestling team and I'll spend that time with you!" Patti frowned and said sternly, "Oh, no you're not! You like to wrestle and I want you to do it!" "I don't want to leave you alone here when I'm gone to meets all weekend." Patti smiled and said, 'Well, that's not a problem. You're dad wasn't one for sports, but I am! When you go to a meet, I'll go along and watch you wrestle." "Really?" he asked. "Yes, when you go, so will I and I'll have a great time!" Steve smiled at that and nearly crushed her with the hug he gave her. Patti loved feeling his strong arms around him and his muscular chest up against her breasts. Later that evening, Steve got ready for bed. Before he went, though, he wanted to check on his mom. He knocked on her bedroom door and entered when she answered. He found her sitting in a chair with a book propped up on the arm of the chair. "I'm about ready to turn in, mom." "Ok, baby, I'll look for you in the morning." As Steve looked at her, he realized she looked awfully tired. "Mom, are you ok?" he asked. "Of course, why do you ask?" Steve said, "You just look really tired and each night I come in here, you aren't in bed." "Oh, well, I haven't been sleeping well lately." "Is there anything I can do?" She smiled and said, "Well, nothing really comes to mind. Do you think warm milk will help?" He laughed. When he was small and couldn't sleep, that was what she always asked him. "I don't think so. Should I lay down with you?" It was her turn to laugh because that was always her next question when he said no to the warm milk. "Sure, you can lay down with me." They laughed as they turned down the bed. They got in and she turned out the lights. Patti snuggled up close to her son and laid her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her shoulders. "Mmmm," she said, "I think this is exactly what I needed!" "Mom, please don't wet the bed!" They both erupted in laughter at this since it was what she always said just before he went to sleep by her side. "Ok, I think I can manage that!" Within a few minutes, they were both deeply asleep. It was around 3:00 AM when Patti woke up and realized she needed to go to the bathroom. She made her way to the bathroom and back. She got back into bed, carefully, so as not to wake her son. As she slid back into bed, Steve turned onto his side, facing her. Patti couldn't see his face, just his sleeping form in the bed. She snuggled back against him, turning to face the same way Steve was. The trip to the bathroom had left her cold and she enjoyed his warmth. She'd never felt that way about her late husband. She pushed back against him to be in full contact with his warm body. "Boy!" she thought, "It sure is nice to feel someone I love so much in bed with me." She relaxed totally, feeling sleepy. As she dropped back towards sleep, she realized that her ass was pushed back into her own son's groin. "Mmmm, sure feels like something nice, there." She mused drowsily. Three hours later, Patti awoke again. She smiled as she realized she's had the first full night's sleep in several weeks. She stretched her body and then relaxed back against the warm body of her son. Patti listed to his even, deep breathing as he slept soundly. As she stretched carefully again, she settled back again, her body resting against his. As she lay against her son, Patti suddenly realized that something hard was pressed against her ass. "Oh my god! Stevie's got a hard-on!" Patti thought about getting up right away, but she felt so good and relaxed that she didn't want to get out of bed. She found herself conflicted between feeling like a mom, and feeling like a woman. Carefully and slowly pushing back against her son, she felt a really nice sized piece of cock. A nice hard, big cock. Patti slowly drew away for her son and then carefully turned over onto her other side, facing him. Carefully and slowly, she eased the blanket and sheet down below her waist and that of her son's. In the dim light in her bedroom, she could see the outline of a large and erect cock under her son's pajama pants. Patti found herself breathing deeply with lust. She realized she wanted that cock. She wanted to slide it free of his pants, run her tongue over it, rub it over her face, suck it. Mom's Tied Up Ch. 03 "You should be ashamed of yourself!" she thought, "That's your son! You are his mother! It's so wrong to think of this!" Patti frowned, and knew it was wrong, but she realized she wanted it so bad. That was the kind of cock she had wanted ever since she had married Dick. As Patti stared and Steve's covered cock, she felt her pussy start to get wet. She licked her lips as the two sides of the argument went at it in her head. Slowly, Steve awoke. He didn't open his eyes at first. He just enjoyed the slow awakening feeling. When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother. She was awake and facing him, but she wasn't looking at his face. He closed his eyes until they were almost closed. He finally realized she was looking at his waist. He could feel that his cock was partially erect and his mom was checking him out! The idea that his mom was staring at his cock shocked him. It was one thing when he came home and had found her drunk, bound and blindfolded, but here she was doing it voluntarily. As he watched, his mom licked her lips while staring at his cock. Watching her looking at his cock like that really turned him on and he could feel his cock filling with blood and getting harder and larger. Closing his eyes, he stirred in his "sleep", slightly readjusting his position. It had the intended effect of pushing the head of hic cock past the waistband of his loose fitting pajama pants. Patti was startled when her son stirred. Her eyes went to his face, but his eyes were closed and he appeared to continue to sleep. Her face blushed as she feared her son might have caught her staring at his cock, but he seemed to still be fast asleep. When she looked back down at his groin, she gasped! His cock was now sticking out of the top of his pajamas! She gazed at his hardening cock. She could see the circumcised head and several inches of the shaft. As she watched, another half inch of shaft poked out as Steve's erection continued to grow. Patti's hand slid down to cup one of her full breasts. They had a bit of sag, but they were still full with prominent nipples. Her nipples began to stiffen as she became aroused. She pinched her nipples while she stared at her son's lengthening cock. Steve continued to watch his mom touch herself through mostly-closed eyes. He watched as she played with her breasts through her nightgown. "Fuck, she's so hot!" thought Steve. When she pinched her nipple, he wished it was him doing the pinching. When she had been tied to the sawhorse, he really hadn't had the kind of access to her breasts that he would have liked. He really wanted to fasten his lips on one of those nipples! As Patti watched, a drop of pre-cum began to form on the head of Steve's cock. She could almost taste it! Patti looked at Steve's face again. She was sure he was sleeping. Moving slowly, Patti reached over and used the middle finger of her right hand to gently coat her fingertip and his cock with his now steadily flowing pre-cum. Patti withdrew her finger and slid it under her panties. She could feel her pussy getting hot and also getting steadily wetter. She slid her finger between her lips and gently started to slowly masturbate. Gently, she moved her finger, wet with her own son's pre-cum, and stroked her clit. As she continued to work on her clit, her eyes watched the steady stream of pre-cum. A wet spot was starting to form on the sheet in front of Steve. Patti closed her eyes and continued to work her finger on her clit. She moaned softly, and then stopped. She didn't want to wake her son. She felt so wicked masturbating herself next to her sleeping son. She knew it was wrong, but she had no intention of stopping now. Once Patti became aroused, her lust had always overridden everything else. She did resist the urge to reach over to her sleeping son, pull his hard cock out of his pajama pants and to masturbate him to an orgasm. Patti thought about it shooting onto her face and breasts. Steve now had his eyes open, watching his mom masturbate next to him. He could feel his cock leaking like a faucet, dripping pre-cum. As her hand worked under her panties, he could smell her aroused pussy oozing her juices. It was like a sexy dream-come-true! Her finger worked steadily on her clit, her stiff nipples poking trough the thin material of her nightgown. He listened as his mother breathed deeper and deeper as his mom masturbated right next to him. Her finger moved faster now, the pace becoming ever more urgent. She rolled onto her back and her left hand cupped her left tit, squeezing it firmly. By now, Patti's mind was firmly focused on her fantasy. She was kneeling in front of her naked son, sucking his cock and gently massaged his balls. Her other hand worked her clit as she sucked him in her fantasy. She wanted to get off so badly! As the pace of Patti's finger sped up on her clit, Steve had finally reached down quietly and pulled his cock free of his pajama pants. He couldn't ever remember being this turned on, or his cock being this hard. As his mom fingered herself with urgency, he reached down with his left hand and began to stroke his cock. Although he started slowly, he picked up his pace as his mother's finger had and he gripped his cock firmly. He reached up and coated his hand with his pre-cum and used it to lube his cock, then continued to fist it as he watched his mom. In Patti's fantasy, she had one hand on Steve's hard ass, and his cock down her throat as she sucked deeply on it. Her other hand worked her clit as it was for real. In her mind, her head bobbed back and forth, her lips tight around his stiff rod, She was his slut, and he her master. This thought pushed her over the edge, and her orgasm hit her hard. She moaned with the release of her pent up lust, thinking of his cock spurting hot, white cum down her throat. It was a nice, long orgasm and it felt great! When she opened her eyes, she looked down to her son's big cock and was shocked to see his hand masturbating it, hard and fast. She looked up to his face and was shocked again to see his eyes locked on hers. Her hand was still between her legs, cupping her pussy. Before she could withdraw her hand from between her legs, or speak a word, Steve groaned loudly and came! His cum shot out, as if from a squirt gun. The first jet landed on her nightgown, bunched above her waist. His second shot landed on the front of her panties. The third onto her exposed thigh. The remained landed onto the sheet between him and her. Finally, a single drop hung from his shrinking cock. Patti had never been as shocked as she was right now. She quickly realized she had passed by some unseen line in the sand, and her life would never be the same. She blushed bright red. "Stevie! Oh, god! I didn't mean for this to happen!" she cried, then began to sob deeply. Mom's Tied Up Ch. 04 Patti had never been as shocked as she was right now. She quickly realized she had passed by some unseen line in the sand, and her life would never be the same. She blushed bright red. "Stevie! Oh, god! I didn't mean for this to happen!" she cried, then began to sob deeply. As Patti sobbed, she couldn't bear to look at her son. She couldn't believe she had given into her lust, with her son sleeping in the same bed right next to her! "Mom, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..." Steve's voice trailed off. He didn't know what to say. He had just jacked off and came on his mom. He could see his cum on the bed between them, and knew some of it was on her. Patti rolled off the bed and hurried out of the room. She turned and went into the bathroom down the hall, shutting the door behind her. Tears ran down her cheeks as she sat down on the floor. She had masturbated, thinking of sucking her own son's cock, and got herself off. She's also done it in front of her son. She felt as she must be the worst and most wicked mother there ever was. Steve lay back on his mom's bed. He'd just watched his mom get off fingering her pussy, and he'd shot his cum onto her, but her reaction wasn't what he had hoped for. The sight of her crying had made him feel like he was the world's biggest heel. She'd lost her husband, and now she'd found out that her only son was a pervert! With a heavy sigh, Steve got up and walked down towards the bathroom. He could hear his mom still crying through the door. He knocked quietly on the door. "Mom, are you ok? He asked. From the bathroom her quiet voice came, "I'm ok, Stevie. Just give me a little bit of time, please." Steve started to speak, but then realized he had no idea of what to say. He sighed, turned and went down the hall to his room and shut the door. He sank into his desk chair and looked down at his feet. He saw he still had a drop of cum on his cock, and without thinking wiped it away. Patti gradually stopped crying. She stood up and ran some cold water and filled the sink. She bent over and plunged her face into the water, and then straightened up, the water running down the front of her nightgown. She reached for the towel and dried her face, then looked in the mirror. She could see her own face, pale from the shock of what had just happened. The wet nightgown had turned see-through with the water that had run down her chest. She absently noted her nipples were hard as rocks... Patti sat down on the toilet seat with her face in her hands. She couldn't imagine what her son was thinking. Patti also wasn't sure where this was going to lead. Was she going to let her own son know that she was a slut? A dirty whore that needed sex? Steve pulled on a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. He went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. He poured a glass of juice and sat at the table, thinking. He had no idea of what his mom was thinking about, or what she thought about him. After the night he had came home and found her tied to the sawhorse, he's had all sorts of fantasies about her. Now, he just didn't know what to think. Slowly, Patti pulled herself together. She got up and washed her face with warm water and soap. She looked into the mirror again and saw herself. Patti could still see her breasts through the damp nightgown. She could also see her son's cum on her nightgown. She pulled the nightgown over her head and walked down the hall and back into her room. Dropping the nightgown on the floor she look down and saw her son's cum on the front of her panties. A wave of lust pushed through her body, radiating from her pussy. Putting her lust aside, she pulled on a robe and headed down to the kitchen. She found her son sitting at the table in the adjoining dining roof, a glass of juice in front of him. He had a completely blank look on his face as he sat there, staring at the juice. "Stevie, do you want me to make you something to eat?" she asked quietly. She watched as he said nothing, but shook his head. Patti sat down in the chair next to him at the table. "Stevie, we need to talk." "Ok" was all he said. "Stevie, I'm sorry about what happened. I know that was very inappropriate for me to do in front of you. What you did was only a natural reaction for a young man. I'm sorry I'm such a bad mom" Patti said softly. Steve hadn't had any reaction until she got to the part about being a bad mom. "You're not a bad mom! It was all my fault" "No, baby! It was all my fault! I just can't control myself." cried Patti. They sat in silence for a couple of moments. Finally, Patti said, "Stevie, I need to be totally honest with you. It's just you and me, now Do you want to hear the truth?" Steve said nothing, but just nodded, yes. "Ok, I think you know I didn't have the happiest marriage with your father?" "Yes, I know that" said Steve, "I loved your Dad in some ways, but in bed wasn't one of those ways. I had a lot higher sex drive than your Dad did. Another thing was that he wasn't really able to satisfy me. He wasn't big enough. So, we ended up doing things that satisfied both of us, as much as possible." Steve sat there silently, just nodding. "Well, since he died I haven't had any release of all that feeling that has been building up. Then I woke up this morning, and you were in bed with me and I just had to do it. I know it was wrong, but you were there, and looked so strong and I just couldn't control myself. I don't blame you for what you did; after all I led you on." "Mom, I don't..." Steve began. "Stevie, I'm not done yet. I'm ashamed of what I did this morning, with my own son there, but I just couldn't control myself, and it may happen again. I just have to get off and when I do, I do." "It's the way I am Stevie. I know it's dirty, but it's the way I am and I've always been. I guess that's why your Dad and I drank so much. We just couldn't meet each other's needs completely and now he's gone and you're all I have left. I hope you don't hate me." Steve sat there in stunned silence. It wasn't everyday your mom told you that she was a nympho. Then he did the best thing he could have done. "Mom, I love you: he said. Patti heard the words, "Mom, I love you." Then, she burst into tears. Steve wasn't prepared for that and he stood up, bent over and put his arms around his mom. Patti cried for a minute or so, and then looked up at her son with a tentative smile on her face. "I love you, Stevie. I love you so much!" "Mom, I am the man of the house now, right?" "Yes, baby. You are that." "Ok, then, I'll be your man," "Oh Stevie! I'm not sure we should..." she said, then paused in mid-sentence. "Look, Mom, am I going to be the man of the house or not? Steve asked. "Yes, but you don't need to do that!" "Maybe I don't, buy maybe I want to." With that, Steve pulled his Mom up into his arms and kissed her. Patti struggled with her feeling for a moment, then responded and kissed him back. She looked up into his eyes and asked softly, "Stevie, are you absolutely sure you want to go there. If we do, there may be no going back to the way we are being mother and son." "I'm sure!" he said firmly. Steve kissed his Mom again and she responded. Patti felt flushed with lust. It felt so good to have a strong, male body against hers. She could feel her nipples harden and her pussy starting to get wet. She could also feel her Stevie's cock hardening under his shorts. Steve finally pulled his lips away from hers. "I want you, Mom. I want you now!" His hands dropped to the tie on her robe and untied it. With the tie gone, her robe gaped open, revealing her naked body. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and dipped his head to take one of her hard nipples between his lips and sucked hard on it. His hand kneaded this other bare breast, pinching the free nipple between his fingers. "Ohhhh!" Patti moaned. He hands ran through his hair, stroking his hair as he sucked on her breast. She kissed the top of his head and wrapped her arms around him, trapping his head against her breast. Finally, Steve stood erect in front of his Mom, both hands working over her heavy breasts. He thought they were really nice. They were full breasts, which sagged just a bit, but looked and felt great. Meanwhile, his Mom dropped her hands to his groin. She could feel his cock getting harder and longer. His balls felt really full too. She grasped the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down on his legs until they dropped to the floor. He fingers encircled his cock and balls, Patti slowly but firmly grasped his cock, jacking it, Steve groaned as he watched and felt her hands on him. He couldn't believe this was really happening to him. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened in his life! Steve could feel the cum welling up from his balls. Without any warning, cum shot out of his cock, squirting onto his Mom's chest. 4 squirts of cum were all he had left after he had masturbated earlier, but his orgasm sent Patti over the edge and she clutched at his cock and shuddered as it passed through her. Steve leaned into his mother and kissed her deeply. She released his softening cock and put her arms around him, He could feel his cum on his mother's chest smearing against his. "I'm sorry I came, Mom. I wanted it to last longer." She smiled at him and said, "That's ok Stevie, I didn't last any longer and it felt very sexy to have you cum with my hands on your cock." After several more moments of kissing, Patti said, "Are you sure you're not hungry, because I am!" "I guess I am after all" Steve admitted. "What would you like?" she asked. "I'll make anything you want." Steve smiled and said, "I think I had some of what I wanted!" Patti blushed and said, "Ok, besides that!" Steve responded by pushing her robe off her shoulders, so that it fell to the floor. He said, "I don't care what it is as long as you can fix it while you're naked Mom>" "I'm naked and covered with cum too!" "Well, maybe we can get some of it inside later." Patti laughed again. "Well, maybe, but we'll have to pick up some condoms first." "Condoms?" asked Steve. "Baby, I don't want to get pregnant. One son at a time is enough." The she turned and opened the fridge. Steve swallowed hard and sat down. He remembered cuming inside his Mom while she had been drunk and tied to the sawhorse. "Jeez, I hope I didn't knock up my Mom!" thought Steve. Patti found the eggs and asked, "How about scrambled eggs?" "Fine" he replied. "Mom?" "Yes, baby?" "Don't you have any condoms?" "No, I just told you we need to get some." There was silence for a moment. "Uh, didn't you and Dad use them?' Patti smiled then said, "Well, yes we did, but I threw them out after your father died. Besides, they wouldn't have fit you anyway." "Oh, sorry, I just wondered." "Don't worry, I'm sure I'll think of something." In fact, several things occurred to her, but it was probably best not to rush too fast. In moments the eggs were ready, with toast. They were both very hungry. Steve was also thirsty after his second orgasm. After a plate of scrambled eggs, 4 glasses of orange juice, he was feeling good. Gazing at his sexy, naked mother didn't hurt either. Patti gathered up the plates, silverware and glasses and rinsed them. She'd run the dishwasher later. She had better things in mind for now. "I feel all sticky. I think I need a shower. Want to help wash your mommy, Stevie?" she asked with a smile. "Only if I get to wash all of you!" "That's ok, baby, I'm planning on washing all of you too." Up the stairs they went together, Steve's hand was on Patti's bare ass, and her hand was holding his cock. Entering the bathroom, Patti got out 2 towels, body wash and some body oils she placed into the plastic caddy that hung on the wall of the bathtub enclosure. Patti got the water started and waited for it to warm up. Steve leaned on the vanity and watched his naked Mom as she got things ready. "Ok, ready to shower?" she asked. Steve came up behind her and followed his Mom into the shower enclosure. He turned and slid the door shut. Turning back, he saw her standing under the water. He skin and hair was wet and slick. She looked very sexy. Patti asked, "Want to wash my hair?" "Sure!" said Steve. She passed the shampoo back to him and he got a good amount into his palm. She stepped back close to him and he began to lather her hair. Patti was aroused by this as she'd always found hair washing very sexy! Patti leaned into his chest as he shampooed her hair. Her hands gravitated to his groin. Steve asked, "Am I doing a good job?" She smiled and said, "I'll let you know if I don't like it!" Patti pulled away and rinsed the shampoo from her hair. They continued a leisurely shower until every inch had been washed. Patti reached over and shut the water off. "All done?" asked Steve. She didn't answer, but instead knelt on the tub floor and took his cock in her fingers. Leaning forward, she took his cock into her mouth and began to suck on it. It didn't take long to swell as she sucked it. Very soon, it was longer than she could take. To Steve's disappointment, she stopped sucking his cock. She got off her knees and stood up, but didn't let go of his cock. She looked deep into his eyes and said, "I want you inside me, Stevie." Steve was confused. She wanted him inside her, but she didn't want to get pregnant. Patti saw the confusion on his face. She reached back into the caddy and pulled out the bath oil. She opened the bottle and poured some of the oil onto his cock. Her hand spread the oil over his cock and balls. Patti looked back into his eyes, and as she stroked his hard cock, she said again, "I want you inside me." She released Steve's cock and turned to face the front of the shower and leaned over, bracing herself with her arms. She spread her legs apart and looked back over her shoulder. "I want you inside me now!" "Um, Mom, I don't...." She turned her head back to the front of the shower and then said in a low voice, "Fuck me, Stevie! Stick you cock inside me! I want you inside my ass!" Steve took a deep breath and stepped forward until his cock was up against his Mom's ass. He took a hold of his cock and worked it up and down between the cheeks of her ass. He used one of his hands to spread her cheeks so he could see her exposed anus. He slid his oily cock head up to her anus and pushed gently. He kept slowly pushing forward as he felt her ass open to him and he could feel the heat of her ass around the head of his cock, He continued to push until he had about an inch of his cock in his Mom's ass. He paused, not being sure of how fast to go. He'd never fucked anyone in the ass before. When he hesitated, his Mom began to push back with her ass onto his cock, slowly impaling herself on him. Steve put his hands on her hips and pushed further into Patti's hot ass. When about half of Steve's cock was in his Mom's ass, she began to moan. "Am I hurting you, Mom?" asked Steve. "No! Keep pushing it in! I want all of your big, fat hard cock in my ass!" Steve pushed harder and suddenly his cock slid into his Mom's ass all the way. She moaned again. Steve pulled on her hips until his groin flattened her ass. Patti was breathing deep, feeling that hard, big cock inside of her. She breathed deep. "Oh baby! That feels so good! Don't move! Let me get used to that cock!" Steve stood quietly behind her. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck. Then Steve let his hands cup her breasts. Patti loved the kisses on the back of her neck, and the way her son's strong hands held her breasts. "Ok, now I want you to slowly fuck my ass with that hard cock of yours. Start slow!" Steve began to slowly move his cock in and out, moving about an inch. He was fucking his Mom in the ass. She'd asked him to do it. No, she'd told him to do it! He could feel his Mom's ass began to loosen on his cock, so he increased the amount of his cock me moved in and out. He began to squeeze her fat breasts as he fucked her. Patti groaned. She felt so hot. "That's it! Fuck mommy's ass and squeeze her tits!" Steve replied, "I'm going to fuck my mommy in the ass hard and work her fucking tit's over!" Steve began to pound his cock in and out of his Mom's ass. His fingers found her nipples and pulled on them. Patti grunted each time her son's hard cock bottomed out in her ass. Her son was fucking her in the ass! She could feel her orgasm building. This was the kind of fucking she had needed for years, and now she was getting it from her own son! Fucking her up her ass! Suddenly, her orgasm burst and she began to scream with delight. Her body shook as she came. Steve realized he'd just fucked his Mom to an orgasm and that pushed him over the edge into his own orgasm. He pushed his cock as far as it would go up his Mom's ass and started depositing burst of cum inside her. Steve held his cock deep inside her as his Mom's orgasm finished. Slowly, he slid his cock from his mother's ass. Patti felt emptiness as his cock withdrew from her ass, but she could feel that load of cum he had left there. Patti straightened and turned to face him. She got her arms around him as far as they would go, and then kissed him deeply. "Oh baby! That was great! You made your Mom feel so good!" "I feel pretty good too, Mom!" They continued to kiss and caress each other until they started to feel cold. Patti started the shower again and washed his cock and balls thoroughly. She had more plans for that big piece of meat. The she shooed him out of the shower to dry off while she washed her ass and pussy. When she got out of the shower, Steve was waiting there with a towel and he dried her very gently. Steve then took his Mom by the hand and led her down the hall to his room./ "Want to join me for a nap?" he asked. "That sounds great, Stevie. Mommy could use a nap after being so well fucked!" They got into the bed and she snuggled up close to him, nestling her head onto his shoulder. She looked at his face. He seemed very relaxed. "Stevie, did you like fucking me in the ass?" "Yep, it was great! I still want your pussy though," he said with a smile. "I want to give you my pussy. We'll get some condom your size and maybe I'll have to see the doctor about getting on the pill." "That would be great! I want to cum inside your pussy!" "I want you're cum. I want it in my mouth, my pussy, my ass and all over my face." As she said that, Patti could feel her son's cock begin to stiffen again. She had forgotten what it was like to be with a teen-aged boy. Their cocks never wore out! "Stevie?" "What Mom?" She hesitated, then said, "You dad and I used to do things together." "What do you mean?" he asked. "Sexual things. Some things we did I liked, and I may want to do them with you. Do you think that would be a problem?" Steve though of the night he came home and what had happened in her bedroom with the sawhorse. "No, but I guess that would depend on what kind of things," Patti thought that was a good answer. She said, "Don't worry about it. We'll talk about it before we do anything, and if you don't want to, it'll be ok. I liked the way you fucked me." Steve smiled at that. "We'll talk about it later, after our nap." Patti said. They drifted off together in a deep, dreamless sleep.