****** I'll Take Care Of You Mom by soft n' wet ******
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I'll Take Care Of You Mom

As we drove home from baseball practice, I could hear my 14 year old son
sobbing into his baseball glove. I had a feeling what was wrong but something
inside of me told me that this was not the place or time for motherly
understanding. It was hard for me not to say anything, Josh was my life, my
heart. I gave birth to him on the same day as my husband, Joshua Sr.'s death.

Josh was rushing to the hospital, not wishing to miss the birth of his son when
someone pulled out in front of him, killing him and the other driver instantly.
I didn't learn of it till much later. After my husband's death, Josh became my
life. He was all I cared about, I guess I figured that Josh Sr. would always be
with me through his son.

It was getting dark as we pulled into the driveway. Josh jumped out of the car
before I even had it stopped and ran toward the house. That was all I could
take. My son was hurting and I intended too get him to face what I knew in my
heart, was bothering him.

I found Josh in the living room on the sofa crying loudly, beating his fist
into the cushion of the sofa. Slowly I walked over to him, trying to get my
thoughts together. "Josh. I said reaching for him and stroking his hair. Do you
want to tell mom what happen at the ball field?" I sat down beside him. He
didn't answer, he just buried his head in my lap and cried the more. I figured,
maybe let him get his crying done then maybe he'll talk. So I just sat there
stroking his hair while he let loose.

"I got cut," he finally said. Josh is sorta I guess you can say, slower than
all other kids at his school. He's clumsy and awkward and his speech is
somewhat slurred. The other kids tend to make fun of him. He tries to do things
but always, no matter how much help and reassurance I give him, fails, or quits
because of the laughter and poking he gets from the others his age.

I pulled him up to me and hugged him tight. "There, there now. I whispered.
Everything is gonna be alright Joshua. Mommies here. Mommy loves you no matter
what. So you got cut from the team......big deal!"

We sat there for I don't know how long. Josh had quieted down and fallen asleep
in my arms. It was good that he slept. I didn't want to wake him, so I
carefully moved him so that he was laying flat on his back with his head in my
lap. Very smoothly I slid out from under him and went and got a blanket, I
didn't like him sleeping on the couch, but for tonight, it's ok.

I took his sneakers off then undid his belt and slide his jeans down and off
him. I have this thing about anyone sleeping in his or her clothes. Josh, like
his father, wore only boxer shorts. As I slide his jeans off,, his thing popped
free and out the piss hole, it was half erect. I caught myself staring at my
sons penis as he slept peacefully.

Memories of his father danced through my head as my eyes stayed glued to the
young innocent cock in front of me. I wanted so bad to reach out and caress
it,, play with it, just simply hold it. God, it's been so long since I even
felt a man's thing. But this is not a man. It's my 14 year old son for Christ's
sake!

I was shocked back into reality when he began to stir.

"Mom," he called half awake and half sleep.

"I'm here honey. Mom's right here." I quickly covered him so as not to cause
him any embarrassment. I sat back down and again he laid his head on my lap
trapping me once more as he fell into a deep sleep. I got a pillow from the
back of the sofa, figuring this too was where I would be spending the night.

It was 2:00 am when I was woken by the stiffness in my neck caused by the way I
was laying. I rubbed my neck moving my head from side to side, that's when I
noticed Josh. Sometime during the night, he had kicked off the covers as he
always does. His penis was fully erect and poking out of the slit in his
shorts. I froze. I don't know why I did it, but I reached up and turned off the
lamp beside the couch. There was enough light shining through the curtains to
allow me to see his magnificent manhood (boyhood).

Josh was huge for his age. He must have at least six and a half to seven inches
of meat there! God, I thought, if the girls at school only knew about this part
of my son, I'll bet he'd be the most popular guy in school. At least with the
girls.

My mind was going crazy with incestuous thoughts. I fought hard not to reach
down and play with his thing. My heart was pounding and sweat began to form on
my brow. I could feel my crotch as it twitched in small spasms and juices
started to flow. I squeezed my legs together trying to calm my pussy down but
when I did that, Josh's head being in my lap, only made matters worst.

I haven't had feeling like this in a long time! Yes, I do masturbate, but these
feeling were different, much different, almost like when Josh was alive. I
closed my eyes, trying desperately to think of something that would take my
mind off of what lay only a reach away. I knew that what was running through my
perverted mind was wrong. I knew that what I wanted to do could harm my loving
son for life.

I knew that I could turn him against me, he could end up hating me for the rest
of his life. I just couldn't have that. If I lost Josh's love I would simply
die! Slowly my eyes opened as though on their own. My head once again turned to
the hardness that almost begged for my attention. I gasped when it jerked in
his sleep. I caught myself as I said (oh my god) softly as his penis throbbed.

Damn! I thought to myself. Maybe he won't waken if I just touch him lightly. As
I was thinking this, my hand slowly moved toward the object of my affection. I
could feel the heat coming off his stiff cock as I was now close enough to
touch it. Slowly and carefully I wrapped my fingers around his hot meat. I
could barely get my fingers around it!

Very slowly I began to rub it up and down. Aw my god that feels so gooood. I
thought. I haven't touched a man since I lost my husband. Josh was dry, so I
brought my hand to my mouth. Oh the smell! His thing smelt so erotic. I
immediately became drunk on the aroma that was on my hand. My tongue came out
and I found myself licking my hand.

I spit in my palm and rubbed it on the head of his hard pole. Cautiously,, I
began to stroke my son's rock hard penis. Immediately a soft groan came from
deep within his throat. I jerked my hand away thinking that he was awake. But
after waiting a few seconds, I was assured that he was indeed still fast
asleep.

I continued rubbing him. Joshua's hips slowly rose from the couch. Pre cum was
leaking from his piss slit. Both Josh's and my breathing became labored. My
pussy burned for attention but I still couldn't get to it because of Josh's
head. My hips involuntarily began to move up and down in time with my hand
which picked up its pace on Josh's prick.

As I ran my finger the length of his dick, I lightly applied some pressure to
the vein squeezing out a Glob of pre cum. Lifting my hand to my mouth, I
greedily licked it clean, savoring the taste I missed so much.

"Mmmmm," I said softly.

Josh was groaning as I pumped faster and harder. I could care less at this
point, if he woke up or not. I desperately wanted to see my son cum. I wanted,
I needed to see that white goo squirt all over my hand. I wanted it in my face,
I wanted it in my mouth. I knew that latter was impossible, I couldn't, I
wouldn't go that far!

Because his back was arched high off the couch, his head pressed into my crotch
harder and harder. I pushed back at him while squeezing my thighs at the same
time. My orgasm was building. I have never gotten myself off this way and that
added to my excitement.

"Oh my.......oh my," I softly squealed, trying to be as quiet as possible. "Oh
my god ......pleeeeesssseeee! Mmmmmmm, yes, oh yes. I'm.......I.....oh god, I'm
cuminnnnnngg."

Wave after wave of pleasure filled shocks flooded my pussy. I could feel my
lips convulsing and my juices soaking my panties. Then Josh groaned with a
sound that sounded like he was dying or something.

I looked down at him just as he launched a jet stream of cum. I couldn't
believe how high in the air it went. I quickly leaned closer hoping that the
next shot would at least hit me. I increased the pressure I hand on him just as
the next explosion erupted from him. It had more force than the first. God, he
must not have cum before! Maybe this was his first time.

My mouth opened on it's own. The hot stream of cum came right at me hitting me
on the nose then dripping downward. I stuck out my tongue catching it just as
it was about to fall. I moved it around in my mouth before swallowing the
coveted honey. As he slowly sank back into the sofa, I grabbed a handful of
Kleenex and cleaned up the mess that got away from me. Josh's half limp prick
fell to his thigh as I slipped out from underneath him. I covered him then went
to the bathroom to clean up, that's when guilt slapped me square in the face.
The tears flowed like rain as I soaked in the tub. The pit of my stomach felt
as though it was coming up and out my throat. What I did to my son was wrong,
thank god he slept through it all. Things seamed normal the next morning. Josh
at least acted as though nothing happen. I had vowed not to do anything which
remotely resembled sex to or with my son ever again. I never mentioned to Josh
what I did, nor did I fish for evidence that would lead me to believe that he
knew anything about that night.

Soon it was sorta forgotten, only to creep up in my mind when I would catch him
getting ready for bed or in the bathroom, but I would quickly fight off any
urges to touch him. I was in desperate need of sex! My time with Josh seem to
awaken feelings and itches in me that over the years without my husband, were
buried with time. Now I burned inside. I don't think there was a waking moment
that my pussy didn't scream out for a man, a hard cock.

Soon it came to the point that even my continuous masturbating didn't quench
the fires burning wildly inside my vagina. I needed to be fucked!

After a few more days of sheer hell, I made a date with a guy I knew from one
of my acquaintances at work. He came over to my house and all hell broke loose
when Josh saw him. I failed to tell Josh that mommy was going out on a date,
something that I haven't done since my husband died. To Josh, this man was
about to take his place and he simply went spastic!

I tried every way I knew to try and make him understand but to no avail. The
only thing left to do was cancel my date. Peter understood and said that he
would call me at another time and left me standing there on my own door step
with juices soaking my panties just thinking of the chance of getting laid.

Josh had stormed off to his room, so I went up to try and talk to him. I
knocked on his door. Turning the knob, I found him lying on his bed, face in
his pillow. "Josh. I said as I sat down next to him. Are you ok now son?"

"Go away! He shouted at me. You don't want me anymore!"

"That's not true Josh. Mom loves you and I always will," I defended myself.

"Then why were you going out with him?" Josh asked still in a loud tone.

"You don't understand honey. Sometimes.....ah, I mean.....there comes a
time......" I didn't know how to explain this to him, so I figured the best
thing to do is somehow end the flow of the conversation.

"Well, he's gone Josh. Mommy sent him away."

"Really! Joshua said sitting up to face me. He perked up. But why?"

"Because honey, Mom knew that it upset her special guy, the only guy in her
life."

"Oh mom. Josh said as he threw his arms around my neck. I love you so much. I
can make you happy mom, I swear. You don't need anyone but me. He went on. I'll
take care of you all by myself."

We hugged for awhile, then I went to start supper while Josh got his bath. He
came down as usual, in his robe. After supper, I too got my bath and joined my
son in the living room where we were gonna spend the evening watching TV.

"How about a Pepsi before the movie starts Josh?"

"Sure mom, I'll help you," He replied.

"So. I said as I got the drinks out of the fridge. You are gonna take care of
your mom. Now how do you plan on doing that?" I said jokingly.

"Well. He began. I will be just like dad. I can hold you when you don't feel so
good. I can give you kisses and stuff like dad did. I can tickle you and
wrestle with you, and when it gets cold at night, I can come in your room and
cuddle with you." "I know you and dad liked to cuddle a lot." Tears were
running down my cheeks as he continued to resurrect the memories of my perfect
love with his father. Even my body was responding to my young son's words. My
knees were becoming weak and I almost passed out as my son told me things that
I had the slightest idea that he knew.

"How do you know all this Josh?" I asked him.

"Come on mom, he said. You and dad were in love, even a kid could see that. You
guys touched a lot, you kissed a lot. Sometimes I could hear you in your room
at night. I don't know what you were doing but I know that you both were having
fun. Sometimes I thought that you were sick or something because I heard you
moan sometimes. But then I would hear you tell dad, 'yes, that feel good'. So I
figured dad made you all better so I would fall asleep."

I ran up to him and hugged him very tight. "Oh Josh, my sweet sweet Joshua.
Mommy loves you so much. No one could ever take your place." We walked toward
the livingroom arm in arm. Josh innocently slapped me on my rear. I know he did
it because he has seen his dad do it to me on many occasions.

"Josh!" I said startled. He burst out laughing. "Oh, you think that's funny do
you?" I said sitting the pop down on the table. Josh sensing what I was about
to do, took off running. I caught him somewhere in the center of the room and
took him down on the floor. We both laughed as I made like I was beating him
up.

Josh is a big boy and quit strong, he easily turned us around with him on top
pinning my arms up and behind my head. His robe had come open in our game. I
could see his penis poking just inside the slit of his boxers. Immediately my
mind reminded me of what happen last time.

"Ok Hon," I said. "It's time for the movie, let mom up," I pleaded in a sift
voice.

"Ummm, I don't think so". Josh replied.

I tried to push him off by bring my hips up and off to one side, but that only
caused him to fall on top of me in a laying down position. To Josh, this was
play, but to me it suggested sexual contact; maybe because I wanted it to be, I
don't know. Josh reached down with one hand and started to tickle me in my
side. I can't take it when I'm tickled. Strange as it may seem, to be tickled
in the right way, turns me on beyond belief. Josh didn't know that, but he knew
how to tickle me from watching his father do it all those years.

I was going crazy underneath my 14 year old son. He thought that I was fighting
to get him off, when in reality, I was fighting to get myself off. My hips
bucked upward into his groin, while he pushed done into me trying to keep me
from getting free. My extra large t-shirt had ridden up to my waist in our
struggles. That is when I felt the heat of his now hard penis rubbing on my
thighs. Josh had to feel it too, but made no move to put it away. I had on
underwear and my thighs were closed. I crossed my ankles locking them just
incase. I didn't want to make an issue out of the fact that his dick popped
free, but I had to get out of this situation before it got out of hand. What I
did next only made matters worst.

I uncrossed my ankles trying to get better leverage on the floor, that's when
his cock slipped in between my thighs. It was so fucking hot and felt
wonderful. It was already coated with pre cum. My lips were dry and I couldn't
speak. Josh froze. He didn't know whether to get up or just lay there. We
stared at each other for what seemed like hours. My mind was going a mile a
minute, trying to figure out how to handle the predicament I allow us to get
into.

I did figure I'd better cross my ankles just in case he grows up on me in a
matter of seconds and tries to force my legs apart. I don't think that he has
ever done it with a girl but in situations like this, sometimes instinct kicks
in. The mistake was not in my intention, the mistake was causing extra pressure
on his penis when I crossed my legs.

"Ummm". He moaned very softly. I reached up and brushed the hair out of his
face. "I love you mom." He said in such a romantic way. I knew he meant it and
he meant it just in the way it sounded. The last time I remember hearing those
words in that tone was when Josh Sr. and I were doing exactly what Josh Jr. and
I are doing now. Without warning, he lowered his face to mine and kissed me
lightly on the mouth.

"Oh God Josh. I said. We shouldn't be doing this!"

"But mom, you.........."

Shhhh. I hushed him. "There are certain things that a mother and son just can't
do!"

"But what are we doing mom? What are we doing that is so wrong? You and dad
used to do this all the time and you never stopped him," he argued. I still
don't think that he realized our predicament.

"But Josh, your father and me were in love, we......."

"But you and me mom, we're in love too aren't we?"

"Yes Josh, but in a different way."

"I don't understand mom. He said almost crying now. His erection had long since
deflated. Are you tell me that you loved dad more than me?" I was sure of it
now. Josh had no idea, no clue of sex. I could see tears swelling up in his
eyes. He was so innocent, so pure. I put my arms around him and pulled him into
me tight. I could feel his penis start to grow as my hugs forced it once again
into the warmth of my motherly thighs.

"Mom?"

"Yes, honey, what is it?"

"Why do I feel so strange? I've never felt like this before." I couldn't answer
him, I didn't know what to say. I was all clouded with my own lust to try and
straighten out my son as to what was happening between us. I knew deep in my
mind that we were about to cross a line that no parent should even remotely try
to cross. Slowly I allowed my hands to trace down his body and onto his butt. I
softly kneaded his flesh as I would bread dough. My breathing became difficult.
Josh's eyes flickered to and fro, looking for something in my expressions that
would explain what was happening to his body.

As of yet, he hadn't moved a muscle. I figured he'd start humping my thighs any
moment but he remained still. My hips however, were very slowly moving under
him and I could feel his prick sliding in and out. I still had on my underwear,
so I knew that he couldn't enter me. I wanted him, I wanted him bad. My panties
were my guarantee that that wish wouldn't come true.

Between my thighs were soaked from his pre cum and the juices that soaked from
my pussy through my panties. I grabbed hold of Josh's buttock and lifted him up
as I pushed into the rug. Then I released him as I came up off the floor. I did
this a couple times before he caught on and joined the rhythm. Before long, we
were moving together. Josh went slow. You would figure for a kid, he would
pumping his brains out. But he went slow.

Oh god how erotic it sounded hearing the sloppy sounds our juices made as his
dick slid in and out of my thighs. I squeezed my legs even tighter increasing
the friction on his penis.

"Oh my God! I moaned as my son fucked my thighs. Mmmmm, Josh you feel so good
in there." I no longer cared about anything at this moment. I was closer to my
son that any mother could be and I loved it. At least we were not actually
fucking, it's not like he was inside my pussy.

Josh was making strange noises now. His eyes were closed tight and his face was
all distorted. I figured that my son was on the verge of having his first
orgasm. "Oh mom! Oh my ..........mom! I'm gonna pee! I'm gonna pee!"

I grabbed him again and forced him to move faster and harder. It was like he
was humming now as he moved on his own, fast and hard. When it hit him he went
spastic, like he went into a convulsion or something. Tears flowed from his
eyes and he cried. I know they were tears of pleasure and confusion, but I have
all the time in the world to explain to him what was happening to him and to
us.

We never did have actual intercourse, but he's only 14 and I still have a
feeling of guilt when we do what we do. But even those are diminishing. Josh
has a birthday coming up in a few days. Who know, maybe I give him a present
he'll never forget.

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