Mom explains to son that masturbation is normal, family taboo, Mat’s mother, Pam, bent over beside him in his room picking up towels and dirty socks. Feet apart and ass spread wide, Mat visualized his cock sliding in and out her pussy as she moved about the room. Today his mom was wearing her short, cotton grey shorts that deliciously stretched over her fat, round ass. It left little to the imagination as Mat could see every dimple and jiggle as she squatted and walked about. “I don’t know why you think the floor’s a hamper. The day this floor’s clean without my intervention is the day I call the police and tell them you’re missing.”
Lost in how tan and round her thighs were, Mat awoke from his trance and said, “To change a man you must first change his grandmother,” he joked.
Pam laughed. “Don’t use that line with me. Your grandmother isn’t nearly as messy as this.”
“Perhaps the other one, then.”
“Heh, your guess is as good as mine,” Pam said.
“Gram and Gran are coming over when, exactly?”
“Should get here tomorrow sometime after lunch.”
Mat was a senior in high school who lived alone with his mother. Perhaps he was a soon to be budding success, or maybe a soon to be shut-in; no one could tell. He was handsome enough and got decent grades, though. His mother cherished him, and, consequently, probably put up with a little too much from him. His whole life it had always just been him and his mom. To his knowledge, his father wasn’t dead, just nonexistent; and, honestly, he was alright with that. He might have some subconscious primal rage in him about being fatherless; but, as of now, it hadn’t crept to the surface. All was well. He was just a normal teenage boy lusting over-
His mother, Pam, was not quite so forgettable. She had the build of a housewife; short, a little stocky, with curly, luscious hair that could be fixed up quickly; but the first thing you noticed about her was her magnificently large tits. Mat checked a bra once that was right out the laundry and it read 38EE, which he believed because they were pretty huge. They were all the time jiggling and bouncing as she moved about. When her nipples got hard, which was often, the areola seemed as big as coke cans. They were absolutely great, but her ass, on the other hand, was the real show stopper to Mat- big, smooth and each cheek almost perfectly circular. If you just saw the front half of her, you would never guess she was packing that kind of heat behind her. Almost every friend Mat had ever had admitted to jerking off to her and that big sweet ass of hers. Mat couldn’t blame them. He had been jerking off to her since he and his cock had started having late night discussions.
Pam continued picking up dirty laundry and Mat’s cock was now at full mast as he sat in his computer chair watching her. She picked up a sock and looked at it quizzically: “This one’s all hard and rough in spots. What happened to it?” she asked, feigning seriousness.
Mat got red in the face and said, “I don’t know. I guess it got dirty while I was running outside the other day.”
“Right. Likely story,” she said. She walked out the room and turned around and said, “You don’t have any tissues or paper towels in here, do you?” Mat shook his head. “I’ll be sure to pick you up some this evening, then. Maybe you can clean up your mess with them instead of your socks.” She started to walk away, but turned around again and added, “Because, from the looks of it, you’ve been making big messes quite often lately.” Mat’s face got real hot and he looked at his computer screen to avoid her knowing eyes.
After she had put everything in the washing machine and changed into a respectable jean dress and a black turtleneck, she came back in his room and said, “Well, I’m going to the store to pick up some things before your grandparents get here tomorrow. Want anything in particular for dinner?”
Almost fully recovered from the earlier accusation, Mat replied, “Um, I’m in the mood for pizza. Nothing store bought or ordered, though. Let’s make it.”
“OK. Why don’t you get the dough ready in the bread machine while I’m out, and I’ll pick up some toppings.”
“Awesome,” Mat said. His mother then came over and kissed him on the forehead and ruffled his hair. He put up with it like any other boy his age would; yet, unlike other boys, he didn’t lose the opportunity to turn his head at the right moment so he would get a nice feel of his mom’s tits brushing into his face. Pam noticed this not so subtle movement, and let her tits rest against her son’s face for a moment or two. She looked down at his crotch and saw that a sizeable tent had formed. Unconsciously, she pushed his head harder into her bosom, and noticed that she herself was getting aroused. Her nipples were becoming erect, and there was a drop of moisture sliding down into her panties. Pam shivered and left as quickly as she could.
Once Mat heard her car back out of the driveway and switch gears, his shorts were dropped to his ankles and his cock brought out. He ignored a computer with a cable connection as he had all the imagery he needed in his mind: Up, down, up down, his hand instantly pumped. God her ass was so round! He wanted nothing more than to fuck her up the ass. He’d lube that nice little pucker hole of hers, stick a few fingers up there for a while, and then instruct her to sit down on his cock. God, the feel of that fat ass coming down on his cock would be heaven on earth, he knew it. And those tits! He could still feel them pushing against his face. So soft. So huge. Had he detected a hint of an aroused nipple before she left? Did she push his head against her tits on purpose?
Mat was about to cum before a very warped, perverted idea occurred to him. Cock in hand, shorts abandoned at his desk, he walked to where the bread maker was in the kitchen. Should he? Would she notice? Mmm. What if she did notice? She wouldn’t know what it was. There’d be no way. But she just might detect a new ingredient. Oh, he had to do it now. It was so erotic and wrong… He pulled out the tray and began pumping his cock over it, all the while thinking of his mom and her gorgeous ass. He couldn’t wait to watch her eat his own cum. Know that while they were watching a movie on the couch, his sperm was traveling through her body. That thought sent him over the ledge and he began shooting rope after rope into the container. He must have ejaculated seven very large shots of cum in there. There was so much he wondered whether it would interfere with the baking process.
Mat went and put his shorts back on and walked back into the kitchen to finish putting the ingredients in for the dough. Even after he cummed, he was still horny. There was no moment of thinking, “OK, Crazy, clean it out now. Fun’s over.” He just looked down at the tray quizzically and calculated how much water he should put in with so much cum in there.
His cock was still hard and pushing against his shorts when he started the breadmaker. Well, he could make some garlic dip…
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His mom came back an hour and a half later, and the dough was almost done spinning in the bread machine.
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