14 comments/ 87019 views/ 51 favorites So In Love With Mother Ch. 01 By: Andrewdust I had just turned nineteen years old and this was my last summer at home before going to college. What a summer it would be. It changed my life forever. Mom was thirty-seven, divorced and by far, the most gorgeous woman I had ever known. Her name was Melinda, but everyone called her Nikki, because of her striking resemblance to Stevie Nicks, the rock singer. She said her friends back in high school had started calling her that and it just stuck. To me, she was far more attractive than any rock star or actress; she was perfection. She sat on the edge of her bed, wearing a shiny, blue robe, tied in the front. Her long, thick, blonde hair hung down over her shoulders. My mother had beautiful brown eyes and they seemed to be staring right through me. I had a feeling I knew what she wanted when she called me into her bedroom, but I was wrong. "Hey Mom," I said, as I walked in. "Hey Sweetie," she replied. There was a nervousness to her voice that I was expecting. She always seemed uncomfortable talking about my dad. "Well," I said, "it's been two years to the day. I hate this anniversary." "I didn't realize that it was today," she said, looking up at me. "I thought that's why you wanted to see me." "No, the day your father left was one of the best days of my life," she said, as she patted the bed next to her, "sit down with me honey." "You never deserved how he treated you. I'm glad he's gone." "I know, but let's not talk about that right now. My attention was drawn by something and I think we need to talk about it," she said, in a very serious tone. "Momma, is every thing okay?" I asked. She reached into the top drawer of her night stand and pulled out an envelope. She opened it and showed me the contents. My heart dropped and I felt my face burn red. To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement. She handed me the photos of her she had obviously found in my room. I had taken them a few months earlier without her knowledge. There was one of her in a red bikini I took of her in the back yard next to the pool and several more of them I had taken of her as she was stepping out of the shower. "I am so sorry," I said looking up from the incriminating evidence I held in my hands. "I never meant for you to know about this." "How many other women have you photographed without their consent?" she asked. "None," I replied quickly, "just you." I turned my head away in shame. "Why, Andrew," she said as she touched my arm. "Why me?" I took a deep breath and blurted it out. "Because you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I'm not just saying that to try and justify what I've done, but it's the god's honest truth." "Oh, Andrew..." she started. "Look, you wanted to know and I'm telling you. Every girl I see I compare to you and none of them hold a candle. You have the most gorgeous eyes, lips, hair, body..." my voice broke and I started to get up. "I'm sorry Momma, I..." She grabbed my arm and would not let go. "Andrew wait," she had a note of desperation in her voice. "Don't leave; it's okay. I just needed to hear it from your own mouth. I need to confess something to you as well." I sat back down and wiped a tear from my eye. "Oh, sweetheart," she said so lovingly, "I'm not mad at you." "You're not?" I asked, still not looking at her. "Listen to me. I've been doing some spying on you too. I saw you last night." "What do you mean," I asked. She smiled at me. "After you thought I had gone to bed. I got back up and heard a noise coming from your room and the door was cracked open a little and I..." "Oh my god," I said as I buried my face in my hands. "Honey, I told you, it's okay. I am actually very flattered. I've never seen you into something like that before in your life.." "So you saw and heard me last night?" She gently touched my face. "Yes. I saw you masturbating to my pictures and I heard you say over and over how much you wanted me. Is it true? Do you really want me?" I looked her in the eyes and replied in a whisper, "More than anything." "Oh, honey, I haven't felt this way in a long time. Are you sure about your feelings for me?" My heart was about to beat out of my chest as I said, "I've never been so sure of anything in my life. Momma, I love you and want to not just be your son, but I want to be your everything." "Let me tell you a secret," she said as she took the pictures from my hand and tossed them aside, "I want you too." Before I could catch my breath, she had leaned in and kissed me on the lips. She quickly broke the kiss, like something was wrong. She looked at me for a split second with those perfect brown eyes and then we were passionately kissing. She ran her hands through my hair and I rubbed up and down her back, feeling the soft, silkiness of her robe. She roughly pulled my shirt off and we continued to kiss wildly. "I love you, Andrew," she breathed, between kisses. "I love you too, Momma," I panted back. "I want you to see something," she said as she stood up in front of me. I looked up at her and she untied her robe and let it drop. The red bikini I had photographed her in was what she was wearing underneath. "Oh my god," I said in awe. She dropped to her knees and pulled my shorts off, revealing my rock hard cock. Her warm, wet mouth wrapped around it and she began sucking my cock like I had never experienced. I watched in amazement as her mouth slid up and down my shaft. She was moaning and I wrapped my fingers in her beautiful blonde hair. She licked the head of my prick while looking up at me and it drove me wild. I was so overly excited, I knew I wouldn't last long. "Momma, I'm gonna cum," I said, voice growing loud. "Do it honey; cum for Momma," she begged as she worked her hand fast and hard on my cock while still licking the head. I couldn't hold it back. I yelled out, "Momma, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" She opened her mouth and I blew my load all over her face. "That's my boy!" she exclaimed, "yes, baby, yes!" Every muscle in my body tightened and I exploded onto my mother's face. My cum was dripping down her cheeks and lips, down to the red bikini top that I had fantasized about her wearing so many times. She smiled at me and slowly licked her lips. It was like she tasted something amazing. The sight of my cum on my mother's face sent chills down my entire body. I had never been in so much love and lust with anyone. I knew this wasn't the end. This was just the beginning. "I love you Momma." "I love you too, baby." So In Love With Mother Ch. 02 Was it all a dream? Did it really happen? I had to check my surroundings as I woke. I was in my mother's room, in her bed and felt her arm around me as I lay on my left side. I could feel her body behind me; pressed up against me. Light was just starting to come through the window. I knew it was early. I turned my head slightly and caught a glimpse of her blonde hair. Her scent filled my nostrils and it was intoxicating. My mind flashed back to the night before; I remembered cumming all over my mother's face, and then she left the room. I first thought she was having regrets, but then she returned with her face clean; wearing a white, sexy, low cut nightgown with spaghetti straps. We cuddled and kissed in her bed before falling asleep. She told me over and over again how much she loved me. I think she knew I was hers and hers alone. I closed my eyes and the next thing I heard was her cell phone ringing. She rolled over and answered it. "Hello," she said in a sleepy voice. "Yes... no, it's alright... yes I can... no that's okay... it's nothing I can't handle... I'll be there about eight... okay... see you then." I heard her set the cell phone back on her night stand and she rolled over and put her arm back around me. "Are you awake, sweetheart?" "Yeah," I said, breathing deeply, "was that work?" "Fuck yeah," she said in an irritated voice, "I was hoping to have the day off, but they need me at the office." As she got up she kissed me on the cheek. "Rest for a little while longer and I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready. Are you scheduled to work today?" "Just for a few hours this afternoon." I had gotten a summer job working part-time at a local hardware store. I didn't make a lot of money, but I wanted to help out with what bills I could. We sat at the kitchen table. She was ready for work and I was fresh out of bed. Her hair was done up and she looked great in her business blouse and slacks. She looked at me and giggled. "What," I asked, smiling back at her. "Your hair looks marvelous dear," she laughed. I ran my hand through my messy bed head and laughed too. "Thanks." "I'll be home about six tonight," she said. "I'll make us some dinner." She didn't know it, but she had given me an idea and I instantly knew what I was going to do when I got home that afternoon. After breakfast, she gathered up her purse, keys and cell phone. She came over to me while I was still at the kitchen table. "I'll see you tonight, honey." Our lips met and I could taste her lipstick and smell her perfume. My heart skipped a beat when the kiss lingered and did not immediately break. She looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes and said, "I love you, Andrew." "I love you, Momma." After work, I stopped at the store and bought my supplies. When I got home, I started making dinner and then dressed in a nice button-up shirt, dress pants and my Sunday best shoes. I hung a note on the dining room door for Mom to see when she got there. "Andrew," she called as she walked in the door, "where are you?" "Read the note," I called back from the kitchen. She took the note from the door and read it out load, "Mom, go upstairs and get ready for your date. I am making dinner and I even picked out an outfit for you. Surprise! Love, Andrew." A big smile came to her face. "Andrew, that is so sweet." I popped my head out from the kitchen. "Thank you, but dinners almost ready; go get dressed." She continued to smile and walked upstairs. "Are you almost ready?" I called to her. She walked downstairs and my jaw hit the floor. She was wearing everything I had picked out for her. "Is this what you wanted?" she asked as she got to the bottom of the stairs. "Yes ma'am," I beamed. She wore a sleek, black, full sequin evening dress that was low cut with long sleeves. Her hair was down and flowing beautifully. The gold earrings she was wearing sparkled in the light. Her make up was just right with her ruby red lips glistening. The black high heels looked so sexy on her. I just stood there in amazement and stared at her. "Are you okay sweetheart?" she asked, bringing me out of the daze she had me in. "More than okay; are you ready to dine?" "Why, yes I am," she said, holding out on arm. We walked into the dining room arm in arm. "Oh my god," she exclaimed when she saw the candlelight dinner I had prepared. "You did all this for me?" "Of course," I said, "I'd give you the moon if you wanted it." "Oh honey, this is fabulous," she said as I handed her a glass of wine. We ate dinner and talked for a while. The closer we came to the end of dinner, the more nervous I became. I finally cleared the table and we walked into the living room. I turned on some soft, romantic music and held out my hand. "Would you like to dance?" "Andrew, you are too much," she said smiling. She took my hand and we swayed together to the music. Even with her heels, I was still half a head taller then her. She looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and I melted. "I love you, Momma." "I love you too, sweetheart." We stopped swaying and stared into each other's eyes. This was the moment I had been waiting for and I was not disappointed. We shared the deepest, most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. I felt her lips pressed against mine. Our tongues met and explored each other. Her breathing became more rapid, as did mine. Her perfume was incredible and I could taste her lipstick again. She was perfection. We wrapped our arms around each other as we continued to kiss wildly. "C'mon," she breathed, "come with me." She took me by the hand and led me upstairs. I was shaking by the time we got to her bedroom. She pulled me close and kissed me hard again. She ran her fingers through my hair as we made our way to the bed. "Let Momma," she said as I was about to take off my shirt. She unbuttoned it slowly, but her hands shook like she was holding back; maybe she was; maybe she wanted this moment to last as long as I did. We were standing next to her bed. She unbuttoned my pants as I slid my shirt off. I stepped out of my socks and shoes; only my boxers remained. "Do you want your Momma to suck your cock?" she whispered in my ear. "Yes," I breathed back. "Then tell me; tell me what you want." "I want you to suck my cock." "Say it again; louder; tell me what you fuckin' want." "Momma, please suck my cock!" She dropped to her knees and yanked my boxers off. Her mouth wrapped around my hard cock and I let out a yell of pleasure and surprise. She worked my shaft up and down with her hot, wet mouth. Her blonde hair was whipping as she devoured my prick. I wrapped my fingers in her hair and she cut her eyes up at me. I pushed her head harder onto my cock. She was moaning and squeezing my ass with her hands. "It feels so good," I panted. I think she saw how close I was getting and she stopped. "I want you to see my body, Andrew," she said as she took off the shimmering dress revealing her black lace panties. Her breasts were completely exposed and I couldn't help but gape at them. "You like Momma's tits?" She saw me staring at them. "Go ahead baby; touch them." I gently caressed her big, beautiful breasts and I started to kiss and suck on them. She leaned her head back and moaned loudly. Then, without a word, she took me by the hands and pulled me onto the bed. I fell on top of her with my face buried in her tits. "Oh shit," she moaned, "suck on them baby; suck on Momma's tits." I put my mouth around her left nipple and sucked while licking like crazy. She squealed with her teeth gritted. "Oh yes, honey; just like that!" I pinched her other nipple with my left hand as I flicked my tongue across her swollen nipple. I moved to the other breast and repeated the same process. She was grunting and moaning with my every movement. "Go down on me!" she wailed, "lick your mother's pussy Andrew; please baby; lick my cunt!" "Say it again," I teased, "tell me what you want." "Please lick my pussy," she cried. "Say it again." "Lick my pussy, baby; goddamnit lick my pussy now!" I jerked her black, lace panties down her legs and over her heels. Then I slammed my tongue hard against her clit and licked upwards. She screamed so loud, I thought the neighbors might hear. Over and over again I jerked my tongue up her clit. I was relentless and did not stop. "Oh fuck, baby; that's it; you're gonna make me cum!" I buried my tongue as far into her pussy as I could and rubbed her clit with my fingers. Her whole body was bucking and writhing as she screamed, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh goddamn I'm cumming for you Andrew!" I pulled my face back just in time for her to gush cum all over my face and upper body. With every gut wrenching scream more and more of her juices flooded my face. I opened my mouth wide as she came so much, it had filled my mouth and was running down my chin and chest. "Oh my god; oh my god; oh my god," she repeated as she tried to catch her breath. She looked down at me in amazement. "I've never done that before. Is all that my cum?" I stuck out my tongue so she could see it dripping from the tip. "Oh my god!" "That's all you, Momma." "That was fucking awesome, baby," she panted, still breathing hard. "I love you Momma." "I love you too, honey." The night was just getting started. So In Love With Mother Ch. 03 "Lay back, sweetheart," she said as she looked down at me, "let Momma take care of you." She was standing on the bed with a bare foot on each side of my body. As I lay on my back staring up at her gorgeous, naked body, I was in awe. Her beautiful brown eyes met mine and my heart skipped a beat. We had tested the limits of a mother/son relationship, but this was something much more. I had dreamed about this for, what seemed like, ages. She just stood there gazing at me. My whole being was aching for her. I think she knew it and enjoyed seeing the longing in my expression. At last a smile played at her lips and a tingle went down my spine. "Are you ready, Andrew?" she asked, seductively. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" "Yes," I breathed, "I want you... need you... I love you." She slowly lowered herself down and slid her pussy, still dripping wet, over my cock. She gasped and let out a loud cry. I thought it might have hurt, but then she spoke to me. "Your cock was made for me," she panted. "This is where you belong; inside your mother." She moaned even louder and started moving up and down on my cock and I had never felt anything so right in my life. Her pussy wrapped tight around me and I was completely lost in the moment; completely lost in her. "Oh my god," I moaned as she continued to take my dick in and out of her. I reached up and grabbed her breasts. "Ooo yeah," she said, tossing her blonde hair back. "Does it feel good, baby?" "You're incredible," I replied. "Do you like Momma's tits?" "Hell yes." I squeezed them and ran my thumbs across her nipples; making her gasp in pleasure and smile at me. She leaned down and kissed me hard; her hair falling around our faces. I ran my hands down her back and squeezed her ass. We were nose to nose and she kept the same, slow rhythm on my cock. "You feel so good inside me," her voice was soft. "You make me complete." "I love you so much Momma." "I love you, honey. You're my whole world. Your cock feels so good inside me." She leaned back and started grinding faster. The pace of her breathing was increasing and I felt her cunt contracting even more around my cock. She arched her back and was bouncing on my dick. I pushed down on her hips, making her slam into me harder. "Oh shit," she yelled out, "like that baby; just like that!" I was thrusting up to meet her and our bodies were slapping together. She lent over me again, putting her hands on the bed on either side of me and I pounded my cock into her. "Oh goddamn," she screamed with gritted teeth, "fuck me; don't stop; fuck me hard!" She was panting and I knew she was getting close to cumming again. My thighs were starting to burn from the repetitious thrusting of my cock into her, but I didn't let up. Again she leaned back and I heard her cries of passions intensify. "Andrew," she cried loudly, "Andrew, I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum!" I felt her pussy clamping down on me and her juices squirting all over my cock. She was screaming and thrashing around like a wild animal as she climaxed. Her mouth gaped open and her hair was in her face; gasping and screaming; finally, she collapsed on top of me. "Oh my god," she yelled, trying to catch her breath, "I'm shaking; I'm fucking shaking. Oh my god; oh my god; oh my god!" She looked at me and the sweet vision of the smile that was on her face would stay with me the rest of my life. "I've never felt anything like this before," she said with a laugh. "Holy shit. Look at me; I can't stop shaking. I've never came that hard in my fuckin' life." I wrapped my arms around her and held her close to me. "You are so fuckin' hot," I said, smiling back at her. She closed her eyes and could tell she was trying to gain control of herself again. She took deep breaths and I could feel her starting to relax a little. "You didn't cum, did you?" she asked. "No, I didn't." "Good," she said as she giggled. We started kissing again. My cock was still rock hard. She moved her hand down between my legs and felt. "Oh shit baby; you're still so fuckin' hard. We need to do something about that. C'mon." She rolled off me to my left side and grabbed my hands. "I want you to fuck me sweetheart. I want you to fuck me until you cum all in my pussy." I moved between her open legs and slid my cock back into her. Again she moaned loudly. Her cunt was so warm and soaking wet; it felt so good being inside of her. I started a slow rhythm; not wanting to get overly excited. She took a deep breath and moaned my name. "Oh Andrew..." She kept her eyes on me the whole time. The intensity of her stare had me mesmerized. I studied her face; framed in that beautiful blonde hair. Her lips were slightly parted and of course, those brown eyes of hers were fixed on me. I reached down and squeezed her breasts. I loved that it made her moan louder and gasp. Now I could see the longing in her expression. Without saying a word, I knew she wanted me to fuck her harder. I increased my rhythm and the force of my cock going into her. "Yes baby," she responded, "give me that cock." I did exactly what I was told. I pounded my prick into her even harder. The bed was starting to rock with the steady fucking I was giving her. My balls slapped against her; there was no stopping. "Oh fuck," she cried as I slammed my cock into her over and over again, "that's it; fuck Momma hard." I leaned over and banged her hard and fast. Her fingernails were digging into my back as I mercilessly fucked her for all I was worth. She was grunting with her teeth gritted and I knew I was giving her exactly what she wanted. I could feel it building. I was getting close and she knew it. "I wanna cum," I panted. "I wanna cum inside you." "Do it!" she cried, "cum baby; cum for me; cum in your mother's pussy!" Every muscle in my body tightened as I unloaded inside of her throbbing cunt. I exploded so hard it took my breath away. Now I was the one moaning and gasping as I filled her with my massive load. "Yes baby yes," she growled, "that's my good boy. I want every drop of your cum!" "Oh god," I moaned, "oh my god." I was coming back to my senses and I pressed in against her. "I can't believe it." "Believe it, baby," she smiled, "that was fuckin' amazing. I can feel your cum all inside me. Oh Andrew, I love the way you fuck me." It was perfection. I had never been in love with someone like this. Our bodies were like one. I was hers and hers alone. "I love you," I panted. "I love you too, Andrew." We held each other like we never wanted to let go. We didn't. If I could capture a moment in time, it would have been that night. It was an experience unlike anything else. I've often wondered why we didn't make love all night long, but there was so much more to be found between us than just fucking. My heart was beating for her. We stayed up all night talking and kissing. We talked about old times and I learned even more about this incredible woman who was my mother. The hours melted away and before we knew it... "Oh shit," she said, startling me. "What is it?" I asked. "Look," she pointed at the window, "the sun is coming up." "We've been up all night?" "I guess so," she laughed. "Let's sleep in today." "That sounds like a plan to me." I put my arm around her as she laid her head on my shoulder. She whispered softly to me. "I love you with my whole heart." "I love you," I replied. "I am so in love with you." We kissed deeply one more time, and then we closed our eyes and fell asleep. So In Love With Mother Ch. 04 I was inspired. I know it has been a while, but the right person finally inspired me to continue this story. I wanted to express the sights, sounds and smells of Nikki and Andrew's intimate passion. There is a lot more of the 'mommy dirty talk' I love so much. ***** I was so in love. Sometimes words just can't do it justice. The entire world had disappeared and the only two people left were I and my gorgeous mother. It felt like perfection, but every relationship has its moments. It is in those moments when you either get stronger or fall apart. We were about to experience some of those moments. Last night I made love to my mother. We talked and cuddled until sunrise. Our nude bodies were pressed together like someone was going to try and take one of us away. It's like we were holding on for dear life. I felt her stir and pull away from me. I looked at the clock; it read 11:58 AM. We both got up and had breakfast together. We held hands the entire time. We got cleaned up and went out. Late that afternoon we were at the mall looking at lingerie together. We were having fun and I had picked out a few outfits for her. She was about to try them on when I picked out a little black nightie and said, "Hey Nikki, this would look good on you." I could tell by the look on her face that I had said the wrong thing. Her eyes flashed and her mouth tightened. She grabbed me by the arm and we went into a private changing room together. "Is that how it's gonna be?" Her voice was low, but I could tell she was having trouble restraining herself. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "You know damn well what I'm fucking talking about. Since when did I become Nikki and not Mom?" I felt my face go red and I stammered for an answer. "I... um... just thought since we were in public maybe I; I'm sorry..." She cut across me. "I'm not one of your little girlfriends. I am your mother and I will not be disrespected." "I didn't mean for it to be disrespectful..." "I don't care what you meant; I thought we had something... special" Tears began to well up in her eyes. "I thought you would always be my little boy; I don't want to be Nikki to you. I only want to be Momma," she said as her voice broke. I put my arms around her as she began to cry. "You are," I repeated over and over. "You are Momma. I'm so sorry. I don't look at you like anyone else. We have something that's beyond special. I let it slip from my mind, but I promise, it will never happen again. I will always be your little boy. I love you Momma." "Oh sweetheart," she said through tears and touched my face. "You are so precious to me. I don't want anything to ever come between us. I love you so much." "Don't worry," I replied, wiping her tears away, "You are my whole world. No one could ever compare..." A loud knocking on the dressing room door made us both jump. "Occupied," Mom said loudly. We looked at each other and started to laugh. I leaned in and we kissed deeply. We put our arms around each other and hugged for the longest... The next night our relationship would be tested in another way. She wanted to go to a new club and I was looking forward to it as well. They were having an over eighteen night, so that meant I could go, but not drink. That was fine with me. She walked downstairs wearing a red sequin halter top and a black leather miniskirt. Her blonde hair was done up and her lips were a deep shade of glossy red. Her legs looked unbelievable and she wore her best pair of dancing shoes. "Damn," I said, gaping at her, "you look amazing." She smiled. One smile from her and my whole day would turn upside down. Seeing my mother in such a sexy outfit with that smile made my heart skip. "Thank you sweetheart," she said, still smiling at me. "Are you ready?" "Yes ma'am." Now I was smiling too. I opened the passenger side door of my truck and helped her in. I got in behind the wheel, but stopped as the dome light shined down on her. I was in complete awe. My eyes scanned her body from her tan legs all the way up to her blonde hair. I just stared at her until she finally spoke and brought me out of the trance she unknowingly had me in. "Honey, are you okay?" she asked. I closed my door and turned the key in the ignition. "Yeah," I replied slowly, "I just can't take my eyes off of you." She smiled at me again. "Try to keep your eyes on the road. I'll give you plenty to look at later." The butterflies in my stomach went absolutely crazy at this comment. I felt like a little boy with his first crush. I guess I was; I was her little boy. At the club, she ordered a drink and when I acted like I was going to do the same, she shot me a look. "I'm just kidding," I said. "I know I have to wait a couple of more years." We danced and danced together. I held her close during the slow songs. She was so beautiful. I was the luckiest guy in the whole place. We walked to the bar to take a break, so she ordered another drink. I excused myself to the bathroom, but when I returned I saw her in a heated argument with a large, hairy man I had never seen before. "What's going on here?" I asked as I walked back to them. "This can't be who you're with," the man said with a glance at me. "That's why I hate these over eighteen nights. He doesn't even belong here." "He is my date," my mother said, in a very angry voice. "There is a reason I am here with him and not you. I wouldn't waste my time on an asshole like you if you were the last man on earth." The man turned and stomped off. "Who was that?" I asked as she took my arm and led me back onto the dance floor. "He was an old friend of your father's. Don't worry about him. He's as dumb as he is ugly. He would shit a brick if he knew who you were. He's a little too drunk to recognize his own reflection." We started to dance, but I could tell she wasn't feeling it like she was earlier. We decided to leave. "Hey," a man shouted as we walked outside. It was the same guy as before. He was standing with a couple of other people smoking. "Ditch the kid and let me take you home." "Bobby, you're drunk," mom said, tugging on my arm. "Leave us alone." He made a move towards her. "Let me show you what a real man is like..." I stepped forward and with my whole weight I slammed my open palm just under his nose, driving it upwards. He stumbled back and fell into his two friends. Mom and I bolted for my truck. We jumped in and I hit the gas. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed, "You're my hero. Baby, you were fucking awesome!" My pulse was racing. I pulled my truck into an alley a few blocks from our house. I needed a minute to catch my breath. I cut the engine and turned off the headlights, so the only thing lighting up the alley was a flood light near the far end. It had started to rain. I heard it thunder in the distance. "Are you okay," I asked. "I'm fine," she replied, but now it seemed she was the one in a trance. She was staring at me with her mouth slightly open. "No one has ever stood up for me like that before." She slid across the seat and pressed her body against mine. I could still smell her perfume. "I just didn't want him to hurt you." "Thank you," she said softly. "It wasn't that big of a deal..." she interrupted me. "No, I mean... thank you for everything. You always make me feel so special." She reached down and unbuttoned my pants and pulled my cock out. She slowly stroked it with her right hand as she gazed into my eyes. A smile played at her lips. Removing her hand from my dick, she reached down into her purse that was sitting in the floorboard and grabbed a small bottle of lotion. She put some into her right hand, and then rubbed it up and down my cock. It was cold and it made me shiver. She giggled. The smell of the lotion filled the cab of my truck. She kissed my neck and I felt her nibble at my earlobe. This sent chills down my entire body. "That feels so good," I breathed. "Shhh... just relax; Momma's got you." She continued rubbing my cock, kissing my neck and face, while talking softly in my ear. The light at the end of the alley shined on her perfectly and it made the sequins on her top glisten. Her voice was so seductive. "I know you like the feel of Momma's hand on your cock. Oh yes. You have such a nice cock, baby. That's right, let Momma take care of you. Do you like what I'm doing to you, honey?" "Yes," I whispered, "don't stop." The sound of the rain and the thunder was growing louder. "Momma loves to make you feel good. I love the way your cock feels in my hand. Momma does it best. My big, strong son is all I need. I love touching you, sweetheart. Momma loves touching you. I can't get enough of you. You are Momma's sweet boy." She kissed me full on the mouth. When I felt her tongue meet mine, she closed her eyes and let out a low moan. She began stroking me faster. I could feel my breathing rapidly increasing. My heart was beating harder. She buried her tongue in my ear and my whole body shook. Without warning she pulled away. I was leaning forward, panting. I gripped the steering wheel to try and steady myself. I glanced at her and again, that life changing smile of hers was playing at her lips. Lightning flashed, illuminating the entire cab of the truck. "Are you okay," I asked as I was trying to catch my breath. "Absolutely," she said in her sexiest voice. "I just wasn't ready for you to cum yet." She giggled again and I could tell she was giving me time to compose myself. "I am so glad." "What is it you are so glad about? Are you glad I have the bluest balls on the planet right now?" She laughed loudly. "No," she hesitated, "I'm glad there is plenty of room in this truck." The next thing I knew, her leather miniskirt was in the floorboard and I saw she was wearing no panties. "I want you to finish inside me. Come here and let Momma fuck you. I want you to fill your mother's pussy up with your cum." It was clear by the tone of her voice that this wasn't a request; this was a command. I pulled my pants and underwear down around my ankles and slid across the seat towards her. She put her right leg over my lap and straddled me. The confinement of the cab put us nose to nose. She gasped as her warm, juicy pussy slid over my rock hard cock. She slowly started riding me. I moaned loudly as she worked her cunt on my cock. We both were breathing heavy in each other's faces. I tried to be careful, because I didn't want her to hit her head on the cab's ceiling. My hands were on her back. I felt the material of her sexy, red halter top. "Ooo sweetheart," she moaned, "you were made for me. You were made to be inside me. Tell me how it feels." "It feels amazing. You're amazing." "Your cock is mine. Do you understand? Your beautiful cock belongs to Momma." "I'm yours Momma; all of me," I said as she started riding me faster. "I love riding you, baby," she panted. "You get me so fuckin' hot. Your cock feels so good inside me." She kissed me hard. She broke the kiss and stared straight into my eyes. "Do you like getting banged by your mother? Do you like the way I fuck you?" "Yes I do," I gasped as our eyes were locked and noses touching. She was riding me as hard and fast as she could with her arms around me. The rain was pouring outside. There was almost no visibility due to the downpour. The windows of the truck were starting to fog up. "Oh fuck," she squealed, "I love it! Oh god yes! You feel so fuckin' good baby! Do you want to cum for me?" "Yes," I growled through gritted teeth, "yes Momma; please." She was pounding my cock so hard with her pussy. It was so incredible. Her voice was loud. "Then do it Andrew; cum inside me right now! Fill your Momma up with your cum! I want it, Andrew; I want you to cum! GODDAMNIT I SAID CUM!" I lost complete control. I erupted inside of her and came harder than I had in my entire life. I felt torrents of cum spewing from my cock inside my mother's pussy; filling it up and giving her exactly what she wanted. My mouth was agape, but my eyes were still locked with hers. As my manhood finished throbbing inside of her, I buried my face in her neck and she held me tight. I was shaking all over. "Oh that's Momma's baby!" she exclaimed. "That's my good boy!" I was gasping for air and my heart was pounding like crazy as I held on to her. "Breathe sweetheart; it's okay honey." She took her left hand and gently touched the back of my head. "You're Momma's precious baby. You make me so happy." We kissed and held each other for the longest time. I slid back towards the driver's side as she moved off of me. We stared into each other's eyes; completely lost in each other. The storm was raging outside, but it could not compare to the passion between my mother and I. She pulled her leather miniskirt back on as I maneuvered to pull my pants back up. After redressing ourselves, we just sat there gazing at each other. She scooted close and I put my arm around her. "I love you," I said. "I love you," she replied. "Andrew, I don't just love you; I'm hopelessly IN love with you." "You are my whole world," I said softly. "And you're mine," she breathed. "You are mine." So In Love With Mother Ch. 05 Sometimes in erotic fiction, the true meaning of a story can get lost. When reading this series, I hope you come away knowing that the most important thing to Andrew and Nikki is love. I've always thought of the mother being more dominant in a relationship like this. It just seems natural to me. Nikki's dominant side comes through more in this chapter than the previous ones. That doesn't change the fact that she is 100% in love with Andrew. Their love and lust for each other is mutual. This is the sexiest and with this chapter, the kinkiest, love story I've ever written. I hope you truly enjoy it. ***** I was so nervous. I had been planning it for a while, but now the butterflies were swarming in my stomach. Most people would say I was silly for what I was about to do, but I knew it would mean so much to my mother and I wanted her to know how I was feeling. As silly as it might have been, this was the morning I was going to surprise her. I didn't want to do this over dinner or at a restaurant; plus I was hoping it would make her entire day special if I gave it to her before she went to work. I got up early and made breakfast. Mom came downstairs wearing a robe; her hair was up and it was clear she had not been awake very long. "Andrew, you made me breakfast," she said, looking at the table. "You are too good to me." She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. I handed her a cup of coffee. "Are you working today?" she asked. "Yeah," I said, swallowing a piece of toast, "from two to six." "Maybe we can do something tonight." "I'd like that," I said. She took a sip of coffee. "I get off work at five..." she trailed off. I could tell she was in deep thought. "Well, we'll see what happens," We finished breakfast and she went back upstairs to get ready for work. I jumped in the downstairs shower, and then got dressed. I wore a t-shirt and baggy shorts. I went into the living room and my palms started to sweat. I was second guessing myself on this little plan of mine. I thought back to when we were in the mall together and I called her Nikki. I remembered how she kind of freaked on me. Could what I'm doing today be even worse then the whole name thing? She was so worried about me only thinking of her as a girlfriend and not as my mother. I could be making a horrible mistake and jeopardizing our relationship. On the other hand, I want her to know how I feel and I don't want it to be just words. I sat down on the couch and put my face in my hands. My heart was telling me I had to go through with it. "Okay sweetie; I'm going to get an early start," Mom said as she walked into the living room. She was dressed very business like. Her blonde hair was done up and she had on pearl earrings; her makeup was just right. She wore a white button up blouse with a blue blazer over it with matching pants and white shoes. She had her purse over her right shoulder. "Hold on a sec," I said as I got up. "I need to talk to you." "Is everything alright," she asked with a hint of worry in her voice. "Yes, but I need to tell you something." She sat down on the couch with her purse next to her. I dropped to my knees, took both of her hands in mine and gazed up into her beautiful brown eyes. My nerves made my throat clinch up a little, so it was hard to speak at first. "I-I want you to know I love you." She smiled. "More than that," I continued, "I want you to know how much you really mean to me. You've always taken care of me; even when things weren't so good around here. I saw your heart break when Dad left; I wanted to be the one to heal your heart. I never wanted to see you in pain again. I didn't want you to be lonely anymore. Now until forever, I want to be the one you can lean on or talk to no matter what; I want to be the one who holds you at night. I didn't know how to tell you, so I wanted to give you a little something; it's not much..." I reached into the pocket of my shorts and pulled out a small box. I opened it and held it up. "This is a promise ring. I promise myself to you; not like a boy would make a promise to his girlfriend, but I promise myself to you as your son. You are the best mother that anyone could ever ask for and I am so madly, deeply and hopelessly in love with you. There is no one else on this earth I want to be with more than you." Tears began to well up in her eyes and she covered her mouth with her hands. "I dedicate myself to you. I give myself fully, to you and you alone. I love you Momma." As I stood up, I placed the ring on her left hand; exactly where her wedding ring used to be. Tears were starting to stream down her face as she stood up and threw her arms around me tight. "Oh sweeheart!" she exclaimed, "Momma's baby!" She was sobbing and holding on to me. "You are the sweetest... most wonderful... oh honey!" Her voice broke. I held her tight and I could feel a lump in my throat. She let go of the embraced and started rubbing my face and hair. "I love you Andrew," she said through tears, "I love you with my whole heart. You are my soulmate. You are my absolute everything; my precious angel. I pledge myself to you for the rest of my life." She grabbed me again and we kissed, long and deep. I could taste her lipstick and smell her perfume. She kept kissing me; cupping my face in her hands. "Momma's baby," she said as she continued giving me kisses. "You are so sweet. My Andrew; my love. Thank you-thank you-thank you! My sweet, sweet boy." She finally reached into her purse and got a tissue. She dabbed at her eyes. "I'm going to have to redo my makeup," she said, sniffing, and then laughing. "I got lipstick all over you sweetheart." "It's okay," I said smiling, "I like it when you get your lipstick on me." She laughed again. "It's beautiful," she sniffed once more and smiled as she stared at the ring, "it's perfect; so gorgeous. Andrew, you are so wonderful." "Everything I said is true," I smiled, "I was hoping you would like the ring." "I love it!" she replied. "I'm still in shock. Oh my god! You simply amaze me, honey." "You don't think it's childish or teenage-like for me to give you a ring?" I asked. "Darling," she said as she pulled me close one more time, "it's perfect. You touched my heart. No one has ever made me this happy. I love you." I came home after work and this time, it was me finding a note on the kitchen door. It read: "I have a date planned for us tonight. Go upstairs and get dressed. I have your clothes laid out on your bed. Love, Mom" I showered and put on everything she had picked out for me. It was a full suit and tie. I dressed and started to walk down the stairs. I saw her standing at the bottom of the steps waiting for me. She wore a white, satin, backless evening dress with spaghetti straps and a slit all the way up to her hip. Her long, thick blonde hair was down. She was wearing the same pearl earrings as earlier and sexy high heels. The familiar red gloss painted her perfect lips. I noticed she wore my ring on her left hand; exactly where I had placed it that morning. She was the embodiment of elegance and beauty. "You take my breath away," I said, walking down the last few steps. "You look like an angel." "Thank you baby," she replied, smiling as she straightened my tie. "You are so handsome." We dined at the fanciest restaurant in town. It really wasn't my thing, but I could tell she loved it. We talked and ate food I couldn't pronounce. I would find myself just staring at her; as she would take a sip of wine or a bite of food from her fork. The restaurant was nice, but the company was much better. I wondered how many jealous men there were staring at us; wishing it was them instead of me with this beautiful woman. After dinner, we sat in my truck. I had the dome light on and she was reapplying lipstick while looking in the vanity mirror. "I have an idea," I said. "We have another stop to make before we go home." "Where are we going?" she asked. "You'll see." I pulled into the parking lot of the club we had gone to the other night. "Honey, why did you bring me here?" she asked. "There is no way I can go dancing in this dress. Is it an over eighteen night?" I interrupted her. "Don't worry, I have everything under control." We walked in the club and the dance floor was packed. "Stay right here," I said over the loud music, "I'll be right back." "Where are you going?" she called after me, but I was already making my way up to the DJ's booth. The DJ was a friend of mine and he just so happened to owe me a favor. After some convincing, my buddy said he would help me out. I made my way back down to Mom. She was looking a little confused. The song that was playing ended and the DJ's voice came over the loud speakers. "I need everyone to please clear the dancefloor. This next song is for two people and two people only. I need Andrew and his date to please find your way onto the dancefloor." Her eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped. I took her hand and led her onto the empty dancefloor. A spotlight focused on the two of us. I took her right hand in my left, and then placed my right hand on her waist. The song 'You Are So Beautiful' began to play. Her brown eyes pierced me with amazement. Her mouth was open slightly and she seemed to be at a loss for words. The fact that there were dozens of people watching us did not matter. No one else mattered except for my gorgeous mother. We swayed on the spot; gazing into each other's eyes. About halfway through the song, she let go of my hand and wrapped her arms around me; laying her head on my shoulder. I held her tight as we slowly moved to the music. Just before the song was about to end, she looked up at me. I didn't care who was watching; I leaned in and gave her the most perfect, passionate kiss. It was one of those moments where the entire world did not exist. It was only my mother and I. She didn't say hardly anything on the ride home. She just stared and smiled at me while holding my right hand in both of hers. My left hand was on the steering wheel. It was all I could do to keep my eyes on the road. We walked in and I tossed my keys on the living room table. "Well, I hope you..." She shushed me and put her right index finger to my lips. "Don't say anything," she said in a soft voice, "come with me." She took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. She took the chair from her dressing table and sat it in front of her bed, with the back of the chair against the footboard. "Are you ready baby?" she asked seductively. "Yes," I breathed. "I'm setting some rules. I want you to do exactly as I say; no questions asked. Is that understood?" "Yes... of course," I said with hesitation. She reached up under her white, satin dress and pulled down her silky, white panties; letting them drop to the floor. I made a move toward her, but she held up a finger, stopping me in my tracks. "Do not touch me," she said in a sharp tone. I was taken aback by this sudden change of attitude and I think she saw it in my face. "I'll let you touch me, but only when I say you can; only when Momma says so. Do you understand me young man?" "Yes Momma." She pushed me back away from the chair she had set out, helped me out of my suit jacket and then she walked back over to the chair and sat down, crossing her sexy legs. "Crawl to me," she said deviously. "What?" I asked in surprise. "You heard me; get on your hands and knees and crawl to your mother." I fell to my knees and slowly started crawling across the room towards her. When I got close, she opened her legs and pulled her dress up. "Come close, darling," she said sweetly as she pulled me by my tie a bit closer, "but remember, no touching." She put her hand on the back of my head and brought me so close to her pussy, I could smell her. The aroma was driving me crazy. I wanted to see how much she was really going to enforce her rules, so I reached up and started to touch her inner thigh. She quickly slapped my hand away. "Uh-uh," she scolded, "When I say no touching, I mean no touching." "Sorry Momma," I said, still inhaling her scent. "I've got a special treat for you, baby. All you have to do is watch and stay close." She slowly started rubbing her clit with her right hand. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, moaning softly. She brought her left hand down and began to finger herself. My face was so close to her, the ring on her left hand bumped my face a few times. I watched her two fingers working in and out of her pussy. She was starting to rub her clit faster as she penetrated herself harder. Excitement coursed through my body. "Do you like it?" she moaned, "Do you like watching your mother fuck herself?" "Yes ma'am," I said as my heart started beating faster. Her pussy was so wet, I could hear a squishing sound every time she would thrust in her fingers. "Oh baby," she cried, as she looked down at me "I can't wait to have my son's big, hard cock inside me. Oh god! You turn me on so much, baby. You make Momma so wet and so fuckin' horny. I've been thinking about you all day; how I couldn't wait to fuck my little boy!" She was trembling as she vigorously worked her soaking wet pussy. She started moaning louder and I knew she was on the verge of an explosive orgasm. "I wanna cum for you baby," she cried, "do you want me to cum for you?" "Yes!" I yelled out, "I want it. Momma please, I want it." "Then watch me," she gasped, "watch Momma cum; oh Andrew, watch Momma cum!" She suddenly pulled her left hand away as she climaxed. Her pussy gushed cum all over me. It flooded my face, hair, shirt and tie. Every pulse of her throbbing cunt squirted more and more of her juices all over me. She screamed with every squirt. "Oh my fucking god!" she grunted through gritted teeth. "I'm so wet! Keep watching me baby! Keep watching your mother!" Her orgasm had absolutely blown my mind, but then she put her left hand back inside her drenched pussy. This time she used three fingers to fuck herself with and her right hand was almost a blur from rubbing her clit so fast. "Oh fuck!" she screamed, "I'm gonna cum again! Oh shit, I'm gonna cum again! Oh god! Oh god-oh god, baby! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" This time I leaned in and opened my mouth wide. She squirted with such force, her cum hit the back of my throat. Over and over her pussy pumped cum into my waiting mouth. I swallowed what I could, but there was so much, it ran everywhere. She was screaming so loud, I thought the neighbors would surely hear. "Oh Andrew, I came so hard for you! Oh shit! Oh fuck!" I looked up and saw her rocking back and forth on the chair; still lost in the moment. She looked down at me and tried to steady herself. When she saw how much of her juice was on me, her eyes grew wide. "Goddamn!" she wailed as she gasped for breath. "My little boy is covered in Momma's cum!" It was covering my entire face; dripping from my nose and chin; running out of the sides of my mouth; it was all in my hair and soaking the top of my shirt and tie. "May I touch you?" I asked as she took in deep breaths to calm herself. She laughed loudly. "Oh no," she said with a sinister smile. "I'm just getting started with you, little boy." These words sent a chill down my spine. "I want you to go into my bathroom, get cleaned up and come out when I call you. I want you stripped down to just your boxers. Can you do that for me?" "Yes, I can," I said as I stood up. I did exactly as I was told and waited by the door in my black boxers. "Okay baby," I heard her say from the bedroom. "You can come back in now." I walked in and saw her standing with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a dark purple, latex catsuit. The front was cut into a deep V that just covered her nipples. I could see the inside portion of both of her breasts. My eyes went downward and I saw her wearing black, shiny dominatrix boots. My breath caught in my chest. Up to this point in my life, I had never seen my mother look more sexy or powerful. "Sit," she commanded, snapping her fingers and pointing at the chair. I obeyed. She turned on some sexy music and then stood in front of me. "How do I look, baby?" "Amazing," I said in wonder. A seductive smile played at her lips as she started moving to the music. She came close, so I reached out for her. She slapped my hands very hard and shot me a fierce look. "How many times do I have to fuckin' tell you; no touching. There is, however, nothing in the rules that says I can't touch you." She lightly clawed down my chest with her fingernails. She put her hands on my knees and got nose to nose with me, planting a quick kiss on my forehead, while still moving her body in time with the music. Turning around, she stuck her ass in my face and wiggled it. I was in awe. The shiny latex was skin tight and her gorgeous backside looked so inviting. She tossed her flowing blonde hair out of her face and looked back at me over her left shoulder. "Aw... Am I making my little boy's cock hard?" "You are so incredible," I said. She took a couple of steps away from me, and then she bent backwards. Her long hair flowed downward as she looked at me upside down. I stared at her nearly exposed breasts. She straightened up and put her ass back in my face. She giggled and then turned to face me. She ran her fingers through my hair and cupped my face in her hands, but in a blink, her hands flew downward and she jerked my boxers off. Falling to her knees, she plunged her warm, wet mouth over my hard cock. Her red lips looked so hot sliding up and down my shaft. She took in every inch; slowly moving her mouth over me. Her tongue played around the base of my dick as she gently squeezed my balls with her right hand. I watched her put her mouth back over my cock and she took it in all the way. I felt my manhood touch the back of her throat. It felt like she was trying to swallow my cock. She was gagging on it. The sound of my mother gagging on my cock sent waves of excitement through me. She slowly pulled her mouth off and licked the head of my prick. I wanted so bad to grab her hair and slam her mouth back down around my cock; but for the time, I resisted. "You taste so good," she said in a breathy voice. "I love your pre-cum, baby." She moved her body up and slid my cock between her breasts. She squeezed them together on both sides of it and then started moving up and down. "That's it," she taunted, "Titty fuck your mother. Do you like that, you dirty little boy? You like fuckin' your mother's tits?" "Yes Momma," I panted. "You feel so good. You're gonna make me cum." She stopped and backed away from me; standing up. I breathed deep in an attempt to slow myself down. She was driving me wild. I was hoping she would get a little more dominant with me. I think she was reading my mind. "I want you on the floor, right here in front of me," she said. I quickly obeyed. "I'm going to allow you to touch me, but only, and I mean only, my boots. Understand?" "Yes ma'am," I replied. "First, one at a time, kiss them; then slowly unzip each one and remove it from my foot." I kissed her right boot, starting with the toe, then moving upwards. I slowly unzipped it from the side and slid it off of her gorgeous foot. I repeated the same process with the other boot. As I removed the second boot, I ran my hand up her leg. She jerked away. "That is it, young man," she spat angrily, putting her hands on her hips, "I have had it with you." She sat down on the bed and grabbed my arm. "Right now; I want you over my knee." I gaped at her in shock. "Did I fucking stutter? Get over Momma's knee this instant!" I lay down across her lap, feeling the latex rub against my legs and cock. "I'm going to teach you a lesson about disobeying your mother. You're going to get the spanking of your life." She took her open hand and began spanking me, very hard on my bare bottom. I couldn't believe it; she was getting off on it. She scolded me as the spanking continued. So In Love With Mother Ch. 05 "How dare you disobey your mother! You dirty little boy; you'll learn to listen when I tell you something. You are such a bad little boy!" She spanked me even harder. "You want to fuckin' disobey me? Momma will wear your ass out every fuckin' time. Do you understand me?" "Yes Momma," I said loudly. My backside was really starting to hurt, but when I looked back at her in that latex outfit, enjoying the spanking she was giving me so much, I couldn't help but want more. Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead as she looked back at me. She was breathing heavy and I could tell she was trying to regain control of herself. "Get up," she said sternly. "Get on the bed." I stood up and then crawled onto the bed. She turned her back to me and took off the catsuit. My mother was completely nude. Still looking away, she spoke to me. "I almost came while I was spanking you. Look at me, I'm still trembling. You bring out a wild animal in me. Holy shit! I'm so fuckin' turned on right now." She looked back at me and we locked eyes. "I want you inside me." She pushed me back on the bed and straddled me. She looked at me with her teeth gritted. "Do you want to touch me?" "More than anything," I begged. "I think you've waited long enough," she growled through a clinched jaw. "I'll tell you when your allowed." "Please Momma," I begged again, "please..." I was burning for her. She grabbed my cock and slid her wet pussy around it. "Ooo baby," she moaned as she slowly started riding me. "You," she breathed as she rode my cock harder, "can... TOUCH ME!" I grabbed her and buried my face in her perfect tits. She moaned in pleasure as I squeezed and licked them; running my tongue up between her beautiful breasts. I sucked hard on her left nipple, making her cry out. She tried to grind down on my cock with her pussy, but I had other plans. I rolled her over so quickly she let out a loud gasp of surprise. I slammed my cock into her pussy. She screamed as I started pounding her. Our bodies were slapping together and the whole bed was rocking. "Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard Andrew! That's it! Just like that! Oh my fucking god! Yes! C'mon baby, fuck my goddamn brains out!" Without mercy, I drilled my mother's cunt. I pounded her so hard, I thought I was going to split her open. Our bodies continued to slap together as I relentlessly thrust my cock into her pussy. The harder I fucked her, the more she screamed, squealed and said all the things I wanted to here. "C'mon little boy; c'mon little boy; fuck your mother! Pound Momma's pussy with your sweet cock! Harder baby! Fuck Momma harder!" "Turn around," I demanded; only pulling out long enough to let her turn over on her hands and knees. Placing my hands on her hips, I slid my rock hard cock back in her hot cunt and fucked her doggie-style. "Oh fuck!" she cried. "Give Momma that big cock! You feel so good inside me baby! Bang me hard, little boy! I love the way you fuck me, baby; you fuck me so deep and hard!" Reaching up, I grabbed a handful of her beautiful blonde hair and pulled. She squealed even louder. Over and over, I plunged my cock into her. She pulled away from me and turned to face me. She pushed me back on the bed and straddled me again. She slammed her body down as I began thrusting my hips up. Our bodies slapped together louder and louder the harder we fucked. She was bouncing on my cock and crying out like mad. "Look at me Andrew," she panted. "I want you to cum for me. I want you to cum for your mother. Fill me up with your hot load! C'mon little boy; I want you to cum deep inside your Momma's pussy!" "Oh Momma," I yelled, "I'm gonna cum! Oh god Momma, I'm gonna cum inside you!" She leaned over me and was pumping her pussy on my cock as hard as she could. "Cum for me baby! Cum for Momma!" I shot my huge load of cum deep inside my mother's pussy. It gushed and gushed out of me, filling up her aching, swollen cunt. Her juices covered my dick, so our fluids mixed together. We were both screaming in complete ecstasy; totally lost in the moment. We were gasping for air. My head was spinning. She collapsed on top of me; we were spent. I wrapped my arms around her as we tried to catch our breaths. Sweat was pouring from us. I had never been so exhausted, yet, so satisfied in my entire life. We lay next to each other, finally calming down. We stared into each other's eyes. I brushed her sweat soaked hair out of her face. She looked a mess; my beautiful mess. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Yeah," she replied. "We got a little carried away." She smiled at me. "Did I go too far with the spanking?" "Hell no," I exclaimed. "That was so fucking hot. I can't believe how it got you going. It was awesome." A look of relief came over her. "We need to do that more." She laughed. "There was something else you really liked. You liked titty fucking me, didn't you?" "Oh my god! I liked it almost a little too much. I'm glad you let up when you did or I would have came right then." "Next time you can," she said as she touched my face. "My dancing for you made one thing very clear; your mother has no rhythm." She laughed again. "It was great! You look so fucking amazing in latex." I said. "And, I didn't know you were so flexible." "Momma's got quite a few tricks up her sleeve." We lay in silence for a while, just gazing into each other's eyes. She reached over on the night stand and picked up her promise ring and put it back on her finger. "I took it off when I changed outfits. I was hoping things would get crazy and I didn't want anything to happen to it. I'm going to buy you one too." "You are?" I asked. "Absolutely; I want you to have a symbol of how much I love you too. I want anyone who sees you to know you are taken." "I'm yours," I whispered, touching my forehead to hers. "And I am yours," she replied. "From now until forever." "From now until forever. I love you." "And I love you." Epilogue The vows most people make with silly promise rings usually don't mean that much in the long run, but for my mother and me, it was different. We gave ourselves to each other that day; totally and completely; for the rest of our lives. From embarrassing moments, to candlelit dinners; holding each other close as we danced; to wild love making with no taboos; there was no one else I wanted to share those experiences with other than my mother. When it is all over and I look back on my life, there would be one statement to sum up my heart. "I'm so in love with Mother." The End