0 comments/ 138509 views/ 28 favorites Jeff's Fantasies By: pixxystixx Jeff's mom was only 15 when she had him. He always felt like his mom was more of a friend than a mother. In fact, as he got older they looked more like brother and sister: the same blond hair and wide set blue eyes, the same tanned skin that stayed golden even in the winter. They were very close and Jeff always felt like he could tell his mom anything. He had a few girlfriends during his teen years, nothing serious but fun and sexually fulfilling. When Jeff was around 19 he started looking at his mom in a new way. He realized how beautiful she was. She was only 34, and better looking than any of the girls he went out with. She was petite but with full breasts and a tiny waist. To his embarrassment, he began to get aroused whenever his mom was near him. If she reached over him to put dinner on the table, if their hands accidentally brushed each other, Jeff's cock immediately hardened. One day, Jeff was walking past the bathroom and saw his mom getting out of the shower through the slightly opened bathroom door. He stood silently still and his breath caught in his throat. Was this sex goddess his mother? He watched as she gently towel dried her supple body, drops of water still beaded on her tan skin. Her breasts were heavy and ripe with large pink nipples that his mouth watered to suck and lick. Her soft pussy was shaved on the sides, with the slightest bit of curling blond hair above her plump lips. Jeff was enthralled. He wanted to bury his face in that pussy and taste her sweet juices. His cock was throbbing and he locked himself in his room, stroking his hard shaft until stream after stream of hot cum shot high in the air. Months went by and Jeff's lust for his mother grew even deeper. He went out of his way to touch her, hug her, and feel her breasts pressed against his chest. As they sat on the couch watching movies he would sometimes lay his head in her lap while she stroked his hair slowly. He would inhale deeply, trying to catch the scent of her sweet pussy between her legs. When his mom was gone, Jeff would retrieve her worn panties from the hamper and sit on her bed. He would press his face against the crotch, smelling her musky scent, his cock in his hands, pumping it slowly and wishing his face was really in her pussy. One day, Jeff's mom went to the store and he headed to her room. He found a pair of white silky panties. The crotch was smooth white satin and the sides had bits of white lace. He pressed his face into the still damp fabric and breathed in his mom's pussy scent. God, she smelled sweet, so musky and delicious. If only he could really have her. He stroked his large, plump cock. It felt so good in his hand as he imagined his mom's soft lips closing around it. A sudden sound made him look up and he saw his mom standing in the doorway of her bedroom. "Jeff, what are you doing?" Her voice was shocked and confused. Humiliated, Jeff's face turned bright red and tears formed in his eyes. "I'm so sorry mom. You just...don't know how much I want you. You're so beautiful and you smell so good. I know it's wrong but I can't help wanting you." He rose to leave, his cock still hard and bulging free from his unzipped pants. His mom's eyes fell on the rock hard shaft, the plump head of his stiff cock. "Wait, Jeff," she said."Sit down for a minute." Jeff sat down on the bed and his mom walked toward him. Her small hands loosened his pants and slide them out from under him. Her palm encircled his cock and he gasped. Was his mom really taking his cock in her hand? It felt better than he had ever imagined. Jeff's mom looked lovingly into his eyes as she dropped to her knees and slowly ran her tongue around his plump head. She licked the bead of clear fluid from the tip and worked her lips around his hardness. Oh god, it felt so wonderful. Jeff couldn't believe his mom's mouth was on his cock, that she was giving this precious gift to him. His breath became shallow as her mouth worked its magic. Her hand cupped his heavy balls and he felt like he couldn't take much more. "Mom, I'm gonna cum." His mom's soft blue eyes looked up at him and Jeff couldn't hold back. Hot jets of sperm shot down his mom's throat as she swallowed every drop of his creamy cum. Jeff sat there, stunned, unsure of what to do next. His mom slowly stood and pulled her shirt up over her head. She had no bra on and her heavy breasts were beautiful. She slid her jeans down over her hips and all that was left was a tiny pair of black bikini panties. She was so gorgeous; looking Jeff in the eyes as she slowly slid the panties down. "I want you to eat my pussy, baby." She lay down on the bed and parted her legs. Jeff's limp cock started to come back to life as stood up and removed the rest of his clothes. He crawled up between her legs and his mom's fingers twined through his hair, pulling his head toward her hot little cunt. Her mound was soft and plump. Jeff took his fingers and felt the softly curly blond hair. He lowered his face and breathed deeply. Her scent was overwhelming. Never had he been filled with so much desire. He wanted to pleasure this woman, to take her to heights she'd never reached. Something so wrong felt amazingly right. He moved his hand up to caress his mom's breast. It was ripe and full in his hand, he had to kiss it. Jeff rose up and took her taut pink nipple in his mouth, sucking gently. His mom gasped and moaned and he switched to the other side and nursed there. Then he kissed down her soft belly, letting his tongue trail lazily on her skin until he reached her cunt. Jeff gently kissed her soft mound and then let his tongue slide down her moist slit, diving inside her plump lips just a bit. His mom made a small sound of pleasure and surprise. Jeff looked up to see her head back and eyes closed. She arched her back and thrust her hips forward so that she could fuck his mouth. Her juices were running freely now. She tasted so good. Jeff's tongue slid further between her soft pussy lips, using his fingers to gently spread her. His mouth found his prize: his mom's tiny pink clit. His lips closed around it as she moaned load and low. "Oh god, yes baby. Suck mommy's clit just like that. Oh god, it feels so good, Jeff! Oh my god!" Jeff suckled hungrily, drinking in the taste and smell of her. His mom's noises and movements became more urgent. Finally, her hips bucked and body stiffened as wave after wave of orgasm flooded her body. She pressed his head against her pussy and her juices ran down his lips and chin as he devoured her sweetness. Jeff couldn't believe he'd just made his mom cum in his mouth. It was so wonderful, so heavenly. Jeff's cock was throbbing wildly. He wanted to take this woman so badly; this woman who had given birth to him, who had raised him and taken care of him. Now all he could think about was plunging his cock into that sweet pussy. His mom sat up and pushed him back gently. To Jeff's surprise she straddled his hips, her cunt dripping juices onto his hot skin. "Mom...oh god," Jeff moaned. "Hush baby," she said. "I'm gonna make you feel so good. I need to have this big cock. We won't tell anyone baby, but I want you so bad. My pussy needs my baby's big gorgeous cock." She positioned her cunt over Jeff's hard cock and slowly slid down on it, engulfing his throbbing manhood deep within the depths of her pussy. Oh my god, she was so tight and wet. Jeff had never experienced anything like this before. The girls he had been with were young and inexperienced, and here was this gorgeous woman, making love to him as he had never been made love to before. Her soft pussy fit him like a sheath of silk. It felt like her pussy was made to take his cock, to fuck him so perfectly. Their moans became louder and Jeff knew his mom was close to cumming. He matched her strokes with his hips and thrust up into her. He felt her body stiffen and shudder with release as the delicious orgasm flooded her. It felt amazing as his mom's pussy clamped down on his throbbing cock, squeezing and milking it. Jeff cried out and shot streams of his hot seed deep inside his mom's pussy. She cried out, "Yes, baby...cum inside my pussy. Give me all your cum, baby." After he released they lay panting in each other's arms, sweat glistening on their skin, their bodies spent and satiated. Jeff had never felt so perfectly satisfied, so alive. He couldn't believe all this had happened. His mom had fucked him so good, like he'd never been fucked before. His fantasies had become reality, and they were even better than he could have ever imagined. Jeff's Fantasies Ch. 02 With thanks to Ciguardian for editing Paula sat at the kitchen table, staring dismally into her coffee cup while rubbing her temples with two fingers. How had her life become so complicated? She'd spent the last 19 years being a straight laced and responsible mom, yet this morning she'd awakened next to her teenage son, their naked bodies entwined. She pushed a lock of blond hair out of her eyes and sighed. The memories of the night before were still fresh in her mind. What had she been thinking? She'd come home from work and found Jeff in her bedroom, on her bed, masturbating. Worse, he'd been clutching a pair of her panties in his 'free' hand, holding the gusset to his nose and inhaling her scent. She'd been shocked, at first, and then the shock had quickly given way to confusion, and confusion to outrage, and she'd screamed her disapproval at him. How dare he do such a thing? Jeff had frozen, then, like a deer caught in headlights. Embarrassment and humiliation had turned his face bright red, and his eyes had filled with tears of humiliation. Then the moment had un-frozen and time had resumed its flow. He'd pleaded with her in that gentle voice, and the love he felt for her had been plainly written on his face and in his eyes. It had been a very long time since she'd see that kind of desire in the eyes of any man. Jeff's father had disappeared for parts unknown, less than a week after she'd told him that she was pregnant. At first, she was angry with him for that. How could she not be? He'd abandoned her to face the daunting task of raising their child all on her own. With the passage of time, however, her attitude had mellowed. He'd responded childishly to the situation, it was true. But, then, they were both scarcely more than children at the time, after all. Raising Jeff as a single parent hadn't been an easy task. Without the support of her parents or Jeff's father she hadn't been able to finish school. At first she'd worked two jobs to provide for herself and her son, and that had left precious little time for dating or making friends in Paula's world. Instead, her life had come to revolve around Jeff; he was her everything, and she loved him with a fierce intensity, all the more powerful for the fact that the two of them had practically grown up together. In time, her hard work and perseverance paid off. Paula had finally worked her way into a managerial position at the bank and no longer had to slave at two jobs. She thought back to Jeff's tenth birthday when they'd been able to move from their cramped apartment into a tidy two bedroom house in a good neighborhood. She smiled as she remembered how they had linked pinky fingers as they stepped across the threshold of their new home. It was their way of saying they were in this together; it was them against the world. It had taken a long time, but she had managed to claw a path for the both of them, out of near-poverty and into a comfortable life together. Paula heard a noise from the hall and knew that Jeff was up and getting in the shower. Her heart thudded in her chest. Last night, his love and longing for her had melted her defenses. Need had welled up in her; heat like she had never known. For the first time, she had seen her little boy as a man: a beautiful man who stoked her desires. She had found herself wanting to give him all of herself, to pleasure him and love him completely. Now, in the light of day, she felt only despair and confusion. What would become of their lives, and of their relationship, now? * * * * Jeff scrubbed his body under the steaming shower. He had awakened to find himself sticky with his dried, unwashed cum, and his mom's pussy juice. Was it just last night that all of his wildest fantasies had come true? It was hard to believe that she'd actually had his cock in her mouth, that he had plunged it into her wet, steamy cunt. God, he had cum so fucking hard! He moaned aloud as he stroked his soapy, stiffening shaft. He thought about her full breasts and tight pussy as his hand moved more urgently. The look on her face when her orgasm had rocked her body left him breathless. Just knowing that he had given his mother that kind of pleasure made him feel that he had found his purpose in life: he would make it his goal to see that look on her face every day. It was the least he could do, considering all the things he knew she had sacrificed over the years, in her own life, in order to raise him. Jeff wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to the kitchen where he knew his lover waited. She stood at the counter, buttering triangles of toast as he had seen her do a hundred times. God, the woman looked like a goddess, doing even the most mundane things. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, making her look like a teenager. His eyes trailed down to her round breasts, straining against the soft cotton of her simple t-shirt, and down to the shapely thighs and tight little ass that were accentuated by her tiny shorts. She turned her head to smile at him, as she heard him enter the room. "Good morning, Mom," he smiled seductively and looked into her eyes. Nervously, Paula looked away and pushed the plate toward Jeff. "Here's your breakfast, baby." She wouldn't meet his gaze and Jeff knew that she was regretting her actions of the night before. His heart sank. He knew she'd felt the same passion and heat that had coursed through his veins. That was real, this was only pretending. "Talk to me, Mom," Jeff pleaded. "Last night was amazing, better than anything I could have imagined. I know you felt it too." "Baby, it was wrong. You're my son...I took advantage of you. I should know better," Paula hung her head in shame. "All your life I've done the best I could for you, and now I've ruined it all. God, how could I do something so stupid and selfish?" Tears ran down her cheeks. Jeff wanted to take her in his arms and hold her tightly against him, but he knew he would only push her further away. "It wasn't stupid or selfish, Mom. I wanted it to happen. I begged you for it. I've never felt anything so amazing in my life! You're so beautiful and so incredible. I love you so much, Mom." "Honey, just eat your breakfast. It's over now. We just have to put it out of our minds and forget about what happened." "Breakfast smells good," he smiled at her. "But, what I really want to taste..." he stretched out a hand slowly, and let his index finger lightly trace her lips. "Oh, Jeff! God, my baby!" she looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes, "I love you so much! God knows how much I love you, but it's wrong... we can't! It's just wrong!" Her shoulders slumped as the emotion wracked her body, and he pulled his mother tightly to him, burying her head to his chest as she sobbed against him. "Nothing that felt so good could be wrong, Mom... nothing," Jeff said tenderly. "Two people who love each other, desire each other so much, could never be wrong. Look at me." Jeff lifted Paula's chin and looked into her eyes. "I love you, Mom. You're the best thing that ever happened to me, and last night was the most beautiful gift you've ever given me." He lowered his mouth to hers and nipped hungrily at her bottom lip. "Tell me you don't feel the same, Mom. Tell me you don't want me as much as I want you." Paula's breath caught in her throat as she felt her body responding to her son. Through her tears she kissed him back gently at first, and then more urgently. He grabbed her hand and lowered it to his throbbing cock, bulging beneath his towel. He was so perfect, this son of hers. His body was strong and muscled, so hard against her yielding softness. She moaned low in her throat. "Baby, please... I can't. I love you so much." "Yes, you can, Mom... Paula..." he told her softly. "I know you love me. You've spent the last nineteen years showing me how much you love me in all the things you've given up in order to raise me. Now let me love you back, the way you deserve to be loved." He lifted her arms and pulled her shirt over her head. His head lowered and his mouth feasted on his mother's breasts. Jeff watched her throw her head back in surrender as her fingers clutched at his hair. "God, you're so beautiful." His fingers fumbled with the button of her shorts before sliding them off her hips. Her pink lace panties were already damp with desire as he hooked his fingers in them and slid them down, revealing her soft mound. The tuft of blond hair curled softly, glistening with her sweet juices. Jeff groaned. "You're mine, and no one else can have you," he growled as he lifted her hips up onto the kitchen counter. "No other man could ever love you the way I do!" Paula gasped and held tightly to his shoulders as he spread her legs wide and buried his face between them. He kissed her mound and then slid his tongue down her moist slit. Her juices were delicious and he lapped hungrily at his mother's sweet cunt. Something inside her gave way. "Oh baby! God yes! Lick mommy's pussy baby....mmmmm," Paula wriggled against his searching mouth, unable to hold back the torrent of emotions that flooded through her. She was driven by love and by lust, bucking her hips and fucking her son's hot mouth. Her pussy steamed with desire as his lips closed around her hard little clit, suckling it. He nursed there like his very sustenance depended on it. "Oh, fuck!" she cried as her eyes rolled back. He was driving her closer to the edge and he loved every minute of it. He worked her pussy in his mouth, loving her scent, her taste, the feel of her fucking his mouth. "My baby boy...oh god, yes. Fuck me with your mouth, baby!" Her eyes rolled like an animal in heat. She was going to cum and he knew it, and he reveled in his ability to bring her such ecstasy. Paula's hips stiffened and Jeff tasted her creamy cum on his tongue as her world flew to pieces around her. She was shattered and helpless, deliciously and gloriously spent. She leaned back, her thighs and cunt soaked with saliva and pussy juice. Jeff straightened and wiped her juices from his mouth. "That's the way it can be for the rest of our lives, Mom. If you love me...if you want me." "My sweet boy...of course I want you. I love you so much, baby." He lifted her lightly down from the counter and she ran her hands up Jeff's chest. "You...and this...is all I'll ever need." She loosened the towel from his hips and let it crumple on the floor. His arms enveloped her as she pressed her sweat- slickened body against him. Their lips met and she tasted her own flavor on his tongue. Her hands slid down his naked hips and caressed them before cupping his balls in her hot little hand. It was as though a fog had been shrouding her mind, and was now lifted as she stared up into her son's loving gaze. And it was, truly, a loving gaze that he had for her. Yes, there was lust, but nothing was wrong with that – between two people in love. Slowly, the possibilities began to stretch outward before her mind's eye. Yes, there were some considerations to be dealt with, oaths of secrecy to be uttered between them. But it could work, really, it could. As the fullness of the realization hit her, the smile that lit her own face caused the one on Jeff's to blossom even further. Jeff's breathing came faster as she lowered herself to her knees and took his cock into her hand. As she opened her mouth tantalizingly, she smiled briefly, then took him between her lips. Jeff could hardly believe the change that had come over his mother in such a brief moment. There was his mother, his heart's blood, on her knees servicing him like a whore. No; that wasn't right, at all. This woman who knelt before him, sending such delicious tingles up his spine with the simplest movements of her tongue was no whore, not by any stretch of the imagination! If there had been other men in her life since she'd given birth to him, they were so far back in time that he had no memory of them, nor had she ever spoken of past boyfriends other than his father. This was simply the woman who loved him with all her heart and soul, and was willing to give him pleasure – measure for measure – as he had pleasured her! "Yes, Mom...fuck yes, suck my cock. My god your mouth is amazing!" He put his hands on her head and gently guided her motions. Her tongue caressed his shaft like no other woman had ever done. It seemed as if she were milking his hard shaft, sucking to reach his creamy hot cum. She nursed on him, hungry for the juice that only her son could give her. His movements became more frantic. As she looked up at him, his face reminded her of the little boy he had been, and made her appreciate even more the man he had become. She matched his motions with her mouth, craving his cum, needing to drink him in fully and aching to see the burst of ecstasy light up his face as she knew his own actions had lit hers. Suddenly he stiffened and exploded; jet after jet of his creamy cum shot down her throat, choking her slightly as she swallowed every drop. Her soul soared within her, to know that she had brought him such pleasure. Sweat glistened on Jeff's forehead. She was unbelievable, this mother of his. He was the luckiest son in the world to have such a loving, hot, and willing parent who yearned to fulfill his every desire. Although his orgasm had been intense, his cock stayed rock hard. He lifted his mother and impaled her on his stiff rod. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he slid deep inside her. Both of them gasped for air as Jeff pushed her back against the wall and thrust up into her. Her pussy was so tight around him. "That's it, Mom. Squeeze your son's cock with your tight little cunt!" Their movements were fast and frenzied. His mouth hungrily sought hers as he slammed her against the wall again and again, claiming her body for his own. Their tongues met and clashed. Paula felt as though a tidal wave had swept over her and was dragging her out to sea. She clutched at her son, digging her fingernails deep into his skin. Jeff made a sound like a roar as he thrust into her one last time. His hot seed pumped deep inside his mom's pussy, coating her womb, filling her to overflowing and dripping out of her. As his cock pumped out its thick load, he felt her climax around him. He roared again as the muscles in her pussy squeezed and clenched his cock, forcing every last drop of cum from his pulsing head. They collapsed on the floor, Paula's legs still wrapped around Jeff's waist, her head on his chest. She could hear his heart pounding, and its rhythm matched her own. She knew she could never refuse this man-child again. She was his mother, his lover, and everything thing in her belonged to him. "You're mine and I'm yours," Jeff's throaty voice rumbled. "We were made to be together like this." "God, yes," Paula sighed. "My sweet, sexy baby boy. Yes, and yes, and YES!" She smiled as she reached for his hand and linked her pinky finger with his.