A mom becomes her son’s slut after catching him with a girl,
Do you know what’s hard?
When the hottest woman you’ve ever met lives in your own house.
When the most beautiful woman in the world is your own mother.
When your biggest turn on is what she wears every single day… nylons. I’d always assumed they were pantyhose until I checked out her dresser drawer one day and learned all her pairs were either thigh highs or stockings.
When, even though you’re dating the hottest cheerleader in the high school, 99 percent of your jerk-off fantasies are visions of what you want to do to your own mother.
Do you know what else is hard?
My cock… all the time… when my mother is home… when she’s walking around in her stocking-clad feet, invariably with those gorgeous painted toenails showing through the silky fabric… while she’s sitting on the sofa in a short skirt, legs crossed, half her thighs showing, chatting with me exchanging bon mots while she’s flashing her exotic green eyes… when our conversations pause so she can draw her perfectly manicured fingertips through her flaming red hair… when she’s bending over to put dishes in the dishwasher and accidentally showcases her trim, perfect ass… when she’s relaxing on the couch with that silky, thin, powder-blue housecoat draped sensuously over her firm, generous tits with their firm, half-inch nipples poking through, looking so appetizing that I wished I could nurse on them like I’d done eighteen years ago….
So, every night I ended up jerking off in my room, watching online porn with my laptop and headphones, imagining the sights and sounds of whatever woman I was watching suck cock or get fucked was my naked mother offering all of herself, and I the lucky participant.
My mother, by the way, is a strong-willed, determined, no-nonsense woman who’s worked hard for almost two decades… ever since I was born and the deadbeat father I’ve never met had moved to another state when she was four months pregnant. The only saving grace in that entire humiliating relationship had been that she’d finally managed to stand up to him and say goodbye… just before discovering she was pregnant. Not that he would have cared, except as another notch on his well-used gun.
My mother was…is… amazing. She had help from my grandmother, her mother, during those tough years of going to college while raising a child. She had taken seven years to earn her bachelor’s and a law degree, and by now had been one of the District Attorneys for the city for the past eight years. She is very successful.
My mother, having initially given me a quality set of genes, had subsequently nurtured and encouraged me over the years, and I had responded by becoming strong-willed, capable and determined too. I was a starting receiver for the football team and a starting point guard for the basketball team. I worked hard and expected my teammates to work hard.
I was also very confident… another gift I’d inherited from my mother. I had a confidence that included a fair amount of swagger.
A confidence that also kept my sex life pretty busy. My girlfriend Casey was super-hot, but she was more a pillow princess. Sure we fucked, but she was rather boring in the bedroom and wouldn’t suck my cock. Her wealthy family had pampered her all her life, and every situation, including in bed, was all about her.
Thankfully in addition to my girlfriend, who I was obligated to date because as a prominent jock everyone thought I deserved her beauty and wealth, I also had a few girls and women on the side.
I had Eleanor, a nerd who was my Chemistry partner, who was a shockingly great cock sucker and often met me in the school newspaper room that almost no one knew existed to suck me and swallow my load. I hadn’t fucked her yet, but planned to take her cherry very soon.
I had Alexandra, a college student, who I had fucked a couple of times, although that was more about ‘Wow-I’m-banging-a-sorority-sister’ than anything else. She is super-hot too, but the lightbulb inside is rather dim and in truth I like a smart woman… one of the reasons I enjoy Eleanor, as she is sweet, smart and secretly slutty…. or at least she will be when I’m done with her. I’d dump Casey and date Eleanor if I thought it wouldn’t completely blow up the hierarchy of high school. Actually as I think about it, that would actually be a pretty good idea. Plus, Eleanor gives a blow job like no one else I’ve ever had blow me… and I imagine with experience, since she is still a virgin, she could become a great fuck too.
Lastly, I have Mrs. Anderson, our chubby, but voluptuous and sexy, neighbour from across the street, whom I could pop over and fuck any of her three holes anytime I wanted. What makes it hotter is she is married and the thrill of getting caught was exhilarating. I’d fucked her in her garage while her husband was in the house, I’d had her give me a blow job in her bathroom while her husband was in the bedroom, I’d come on her face in her car and made her rub it all over her face before entering her house. I’d ass fucked her just minutes before her husband came home, depositing a load deep in her ass, then making her put her panties on and allowing my seed to soak them as she walked out to her living room and sat down, pretending to have been reading as her husband walked in the front door and appropriately, I snuck out the back door.
Anyway, wanting to dump a load before I went out to the movies to be seen with Casey, I texted Eleanor to come over to my house. She came over once or twice a week while Mom was at work (Mom never got home before six) to suck my cock and get the load she craved. She literally loved cum… both on her face and on her surprisingly big tits, as well as swallowing it.
So I was sitting on the couch in the basement, playing Call of Duty with a few online friends, with a topless Eleanor sucking my cock when it happened.
THE MOM: KIERA
I had a major migraine and decided to come home early. My next appearance in court was in a few days, and I could do any research I needed to do at home if and when this migraine decided to leave me in peace.
I also needed to get away from working with Kate, a new intern, who dressed more like she was a streetwalker than a professional. Her skirts were too short, her blouses too tight, and they always had one more button undone than appropriate.
Today she had called me ‘old’ which at 38 I hardly was… but her condescending tone really pissed me off… as she’d done ever since she started her internship a month ago.
I was surprised to see a car I didn’t recognize in our driveway, so I couldn’t pull into the garage. This annoyed me; I hate parking on the street.
So I headed into the house and called, “Jeremy.” Not surprisingly, he didn’t answer, likely downstairs playing video games at twice the necessary volume.
I slipped out of my heels, my feet sore after a day in five inch heels. I usually wore practical two inchers, but was trying to compete with Kate’s outrageous outfits by upping my heels… even though it was ridiculous to try and compete as I already was one of three key District Attorneys and she was an unpaid intern. Oddly, I was never insecure when dealing with a man, but Kate, who reminded me of the bitches who’d mocked me in high school when I’d gotten pregnant, somehow sabotaged my self-esteem. And although my migraine was subsiding, I was now suffering from aching feet. God, I needed a foot massage.
I wiggled my toes before I headed down to the basement which Jeremy had claimed as his own… minus the laundry room which he NEVER went into, nor did he have a clue how to work either machine. Thankfully, I hired a maid once a week to clean the house and do the laundry.
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