A Very Special Mother’s Day

A Very Special Mother’s Day (Fm, Incest, Exhib, Young).

Story Summary – Benny plans a special day for his mother on Mother’s Day.

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This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be of legal age to read this story. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved, can cause deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only. The author does not condone any sexual activity with family or with persons under 18. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t destroy other people’s lives!

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Benjamin Lamar laid on his bed and slowly stroked his hard, teenage, cock. His laptop computer was playing one of his favorite porn videos – a sexy older woman was moaning while sucking a much younger boy’s penis.

“Yeah, suck it, you slut.” he grunted. “You cock-loving whore.”

Benjamin loved jerking off to older women. He thought they were sexy. He lusted after their big, fat, floppy, tits and their large, jiggly, asses. Besides, not only were older women sexy, but they were sexually confident and experienced. They knew how to fuck, and how to suck a cock. And (he had read), they were at their sexual prime. They would probably be grateful for a hard, teenage, cock that could keep up with their wanton, raunchy, desires.

He glanced up at the dresser, where a large picture of his mother was looking down at him. It was his favorite picture of her; she was wearing a low cut, red-sequined dress and showing a lot of cleavage. Her large breasts were nearly spilling out of her sexy outfit and her expression showed her happiness, tinged with naughtiness. Her mouth was opened, her eyes sparkled, and her full lips were soft, wet, and inviting.

He looked at the video again, then at his mother. The porn star and his mom shared an uncanny resemblance.

“Suck it mom,” he said. “Suck your son’s fat, fucking, cock.”

The porn star soon released her lover’s cock from her mouth and turned around, wiggling her shapely ass and wet pussy at the camera. “Fuck me son,” she begged. “Fuck me with your big, cock! Mommy needs it.”

“I’ll give it to you, mom,” Benjamin hissed. I’ll give you my cock right up your FUCKING PUSSY!” He watched the close-up of the man sliding his cock into the actress’s pussy. He again wondered how it would feel to have his cock engulfed by a warm, wet, cunt and wondered how his own mother’s juicy cunt would look and feel. He began to jerk his cock faster as the mother and son fucked and moaned on his computer. They soon increased their tempo.

The woman on the screen began to moan louder and louder. Her exaggerated sounds of extasy as she came over and over again filled Benjamin’s ears and inflamed his lust. Timing it perfectly once again, he got on his knees at the same time the woman on the screen turned around and opened her mouth to receive her lover’s spunk.

Benjamin glanced at the picture of his mother once again as he felt his orgasm approaching. Just as the man on the screen began to unload on the woman’s face, Benjamin did too. Thick, teenage, sperm erupted from his cock, splattering the image of the woman on the screen. His mother’s look-alike opened her mouth and huge jets of cums filled her mouth. Benjamin aimed his cock right at her opened mouth, imagining his mother taking his hot load.

“Aaaaahhhhhrrrrggg!” he moaned. “Take my cum, mom! Eat my fucking load, you FUCKING, SLUT! Ahhhh! Uh! Uh! Uuuuuhhhhh!”

He pumped out his last few globs of semen as the woman on the screen obscenely displayed the cum in her mouth before she swallowed it with a smile. He watched, catching his breath as she sucked and licked the cock clean. A her cum-splattered face smiled up at him, Benjamin took one final look at his mother’s picture. He loved how close the picture matched the ending scene from the video. He paused the movie with a practiced hand and admired his work. Sperm drip from her face and she smiled at him. Oh, how he wished it was his own mother covered with his spunk.

Benjamin began to clean up his mess, taking the dirty hand-towel from his laptop’s keyboard (he hated having to clean spunk from between the keys), and wiped his hand clean. Then, he started to the intricate process to clean his computer screen, he heard the front door of the apartment opened and slam close.

“Honey! I’m home!”

“Shit,” Benjamin muttered. He looked at the clock and realized how long he had been edging himself and jerking off while thinking about his mother. He usually took the opportunity to have a nice, long, masturbation session when he got home from school. He liked to walk around the house aroused and naked, stroking himself, and rubbing his cock on many of his mother’s belongings; her pillows, her coffee cup, her bra, panties and make-up accessories. It gave him a perverse thrill to know her body parts and especially her lips, were touching places his cock had been. He sometimes left a smear of precum on her coffee mug and lipstick. He also enjoyed talking out loud, imagining his mother was home, and calling her a slut and a whore and encouraging her to suck and fuck his cock. Saying it out loud almost made it seem real.

Hurrying, he pulled on his shorts closed his laptop, just as his mother was walking down the hallway to his room.

His mother opened his bedroom door and stepped in.

“Hi honey,” she said. “How was school today?” She smiled at him while casually glancing around his room. Pamela Lamar lately has been trying to catch her son in the act of masturbating, just as she used to do to her brothers ages ago up. She delighted in their embarrassment and guilty expressions while they tried to hide their erections. Horny boys were so fun to tease.

Pamela immediately smelled the fresh odor of semen in the room and spotted his favorite cum-rag laying near his dirty laundry basket. She knew about it, of course, since she did the all the laundry. Pamela had also found some of her soiled panties buried in his dirty clothes too. Did he think she wouldn’t find them when she sorted the clothes? Teenagers are so clueless.

“Why are you breathing so hard, Benny?” she asked. “Working out again?” She looked at his body and admired the thick lump in his shorts. Pamela was very curious about her son’s penis. She wanted to know how much it had grown since the last saw it. She wondered if he was going to be as well-endowed as his absentee father.

“Uh, yeah,” Benjamin said. “You know I like to…, uh…, work out after school.”

“You sure do!” she said with a smile. “You work out a lot!” She chuckled at the sexual stamina of young boys. “Oh, are you watching exercise videos again?” she asked, gesturing to the laptop lying on his bed. “Can I see it? I liked the one you showed me last week.”

Benjamin quickly grabbed his laptop before his mother could reach it. He knew his cum-smeared video was still paused. He almost regretted showing his mother the exercise video, trying to convince her he was actually working out instead of jacking off. Now, she wanted to see his laptop all the time.

“Uh, it’s the same one,” he exclaimed. “Nothing new.”

“Oh, OK.”

Pamela glanced at his dresser. “I wish you’d let me replace that old picture of mine,” she said, picking up his favorite image of her. “My tits are almost falling out of my dress and I have such a goofy expression on my face!” She pressed her breasts together, licked her lips, and opened her mouth to imitated her image. Benjamin’s cock surged. His mother’s eyes were closed, her mouth opened, and her breast cleavage was exposed to him, mere feet away. He wished he could stop time at this very instant so he could cover her face with his cum.

She looked at him again, grinning widely.

“I uh…, like that picture,” he said. “You look pretty…, and happy.”

“I think I look slutty,” Pamela teased. “Sure. Happy, but still a little slutty. Oh well, I’m glad you like your mother’s hideous picture that much.” Seeing his cum rag on the floor, she impulsively walked over to pick it up. She bent over low, displaying her tight skirt and flashing her panties. As she stood up, with her back to him so he couldn’t see, she sniffed it. ‘Fresh cum.’

“What did I tell you about leaving things laying around?” she said, holding his cum-rag in front her and shaking it for emphasis.

Benjamin gasped. “I uh…, finished working out, and just tossed it. I’ll use better aim, next time.”

“See that you do,” she smiled, enjoying his look of fear and dismay. Imagine, having his mother touching his freshly used cum-rag. Pamela fought herself from laughing out loud.

“Hey, I have a heavy box in my trunk. Will you get it for me while I start a load of laundry?” Pamela picked up the laundry basket and motioned her son out the bedroom in front of her. She stopped at the laundry room in the hallway and took the opportunity to inspect Benjamin’s cum-rag, searching for his fresh ejaculate. The rag was covered in it. She found a heavy glob and felt it with her fingers before giving it a contented sniff.

“Aaaahhh.” For some reason, Pamela loved the smell of fresh cum. It reminded her of the awesome sex she used to have when she was younger, and the many loads of fresh cum on her face, in her mouth, and spurted into her pussy. Her boyfriends used to tease her about loving cum so much. She didn’t care. Getting a man to cum really hard felt like a small victory to her. His cum was just part of the reward for a job well done. The bigger the load, the better she felt. It was a skill the was proud of. Not that she had the opportunity since her husband left.

Impulsively, she eyed a glob of her son’s sperm, and gave it a quick lick. She rolled the cum around her mouth. “Not bad!” she thought. She felt like such a pervert!

Hearing the door slam, and knowing her son was momentarily out of the house, she sprinted back to his bedroom, her heart-rate rising. She quickly opened his laptop, curious to know what her son was jerking-off too. She hoped it wasn’t locked again. Was it straight porn? Anal? Orgies? Something really weird? She just had to know! Besides, it’s a mother’s right. Her sacred duty! How else could she subtly educate him about sex and provide guidance, let alone protect him?

She flipped open the laptop and was immediately shocked. She stared at the cum-smeared screen.

“OMG! He jacked-off right on the screen!” Her first thought was concern about him damaging his expensive computer, then, she focused on the splattered image and something made her pause. She started at it, then glanced at her picture on his dresser, then back to his computer, then again. Same pose, same hair, same lipstick.

“Nooooo…. Oh, nooooooo,” she uttered long and quietly. “Me? He jacks-off thinking about me?” She refused to believe it. It was too much to comprehend. She read the title of the video; “A Mother’s Urges.” She quickly scanned his internet history. It was mostly mother-son porn!

“OMG, OMG, OMG!” Pamela heard the front door open and close. With shaking hands, she closed the laptop and ran to the safety of the laundry room.

“Where do you want it mom?” Benjamin yelled from the entryway.

Pamela thought, “I just found out where you want to put it, Benny.” Her teenage son had a crush on her! He fantasized about fucking her! Having his own mother suck his cock!

“Put it on the table!” she yelled back. Pamela leaned against the washing machine and rubbed her forehead, deep in thought.

Her mind began to race, trying to comprehend the reality of her little boy stroking himself to images of his own mother;

‘It’s only natural a boy finds his mother attractive, Pam,’ she told herself. She had read about stuff like that.

‘You’re the only woman in his life. You have to expect him to be curious.

‘Besides, you are still smoking hot, and there’s no harm in your son having a little sexual fantasy about you, is there?

‘You should be flattered! A young stud like Benny having…, uh…, urges for his mommy.

‘Maybe you should embrace it? Enjoy it while it lasts? Show him a little skin once in a while. What harm could there be in that? Part of his sexual education. A mother’s duty, right?.’

She imagined how dressing sexier could help her son with his sexual development.

‘Oh! I’m sorry, Bennie. Mother’s breast fell out of her blouse. It’s OK. You can look. After all, a breast is just a lump of tissue…’

Or

‘You have an erection? Oh! Don’t be ashamed! It’s perfectly normal. Boys get erections all the time. Even girls get horny. Even mommy had to ‘scratch that itch’ sometimes.

Or, maybe she should start walking around in just her panties and bra? Or naked under her bathrobe, flashing him a little tit and ass, or a glimpse of her pussy. What about going topless? Bras are so uncomfortable. Maybe he should learn that it’s OK for a woman to expose her breasts. Especially in the privacy of her own home?

‘Damn, this is making me wet?’

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Later that afternoon, and feeling a little horny, Pamela already decided to act on her naughty impulse. She now considered it a duty to teach her son about a women’s body. And, so many things made sense now. The way Bennie was always hovering around when she was trying to change after work. And, the way he always wanted to chat while she was doing yoga in the living room. Well, if he wanted to watch her sweaty mother exercise, she would give him an eyeful.

Pamela put on her tightest pair of spandex yoga pants, and as she started to put on her sports bra, she decided to find something sexier.

“Ahh ha!” she said, triumphantly, holding up her thin, halter-top. She loved the way the top barely covered her breasts, and the thin, string-like, straps allowed her boobs to bounce freely. She looked down to see her nipples and areolas pressing against the material, and almost changed her mind, but a sudden twitch in her pussy made her pause. “What the hell? Why not give Bennie a little wank material?” she thought. She took her yoga matt into the living room and began to work-out. She left her sports-bra and panties sitting on her bed.

Hearing her son’s bedroom door open, she got into position; “downward dog” and aimed her ass towards the hallway, so it would be the first thing he saw. She wondered if the yoga pants would show off her pussy lips. “Too late now,” she realized.

She heard his footsteps in the hall. They stopped. She waited. She stretched even lower, pushing out her ass. She grunted. “Unnnghhhh!” Pamela imagined his expression. Shock? Lust?

Feeling sexy, she wondered if he would get an erection. That would be fun! So, she went even further. “Unnnggghh! Yeah! Right there!” She wiggled her ass and stretched her back. She began to count, holding her pose:

“One…, two…, three…, four… (Unnggghhh!), five…, six… (Ahhh! Aaaah!), seven…, eight… (oh, yeah!), nine…, ten!”

Keeping her ass towards her son, she performed a few forward bends, keeping her legs straight, while bending her body to her knees. Not hearing a sound, she decided to get on the floor and turn around.

“Oh! Hello, Bennie!” she said. “I didn’t know you were there!” She laid on the mat and started to perform some pelvic thrusts. She kept her legs spread just a bit, trying to give him a glimpse of her crotch, but not realizing how exposed her pussy was. Her pussy lips were clearly outlined against the tight material, with the seam of her pants imbedded in her lips.

“Hey, mom,” he said. “Working out?” That was a stupid thing to say, but his teenage hormones were making his cock hard, and his mind soft. He came closer. ‘Damn, his mom was hot!’ He tried not to stare at her pussy.

“Yeah. Duh!” she smiled. “Hey, you wanna help me stretch? There is a pose I’ve been struggling with!”

“Uh, I guess so?”

“Great!” Pamela stayed on her back and put an ankle against the opposite knee. “Now, get on your knees in front of me…. Closer. A bit more. Right there.”

Her son was very close. He began to breath harder. “Now, I’m going to put my foot on your chest, and you are going to push against me gently, until I say stop, OK?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Now, push!”

Pamela met her son’s eyes and then closed her own, letting her son perv on her body. ‘Gawd! This is making me wet!’ she thought to herself. ‘What a fucking slut I am!’

“OK, stop!” Pamela took a deep breath, making her breasts rise and press against her thin top. Her nipples hardened, and being on her back, her boobs expanded as she exhaled, exposing the soft, bottom, flesh of her generous breasts.

“Now, push gently, back and forth, OK?”

“OK.”

Benjamin stared at his mother’s breasts, and watched them sway forward and back, as he rocked against her. Seeing her eyes were still closed, he stared at her pussy. He could see everything! Her lips! Her crack! Oh, god! Was that a wet-spot? His cock became rock-hard.

“Unggh! Ohh!” his mother grunted. Then, after a while, “Now the other leg!”

As she adjusted her legs, Pamela saw the hard lump in her son’s pants. “I bet he goes back to his room to jack-off,” she thought, before allowing her son to rock his body against her once more.

“Are we almost done, mom?” he asked. He couldn’t hide his erection any longer.

“Yes, we’re done,” she said. “Thanks!” Pamela watched her son leave the room, an obvious bulge in his pants, that his hands failed to hide.

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Benjamin woke up with the filtered rays of the evening sunset illuminating his room. He looked at the clock, not believing he slept so late. He felt better after his long nap, and now he could look forward to another long night of playing video games and jacking off. He still couldn’t believe he saw parts of his mother’s boobs. And her pussy and ass in those fucking yoga pants! He rubbed his eyes and walked out of his room, his penis already thickening.

He could hear his mother on the phone and immediately went into ‘ninja-mode.’ He decided to see how close he could get before she noticed. Sometimes, when he surprised her, her large titties would jiggle in the most delightful way. He crept down the hallway. It would be so great! She probably still thought he was staying over at his friend’s house tonight, so she should be really surprised.

“Oh, Sue,” his mother said into the phone, “don’t be silly. I couldn’t do that!”

She was talking to her best friend Susan, he surmised. She moved away a year ago, but the two of them still talked on the phone every Friday night, drinking wine, relaxing after a long week at work, and getting drunk and silly. He pictured Susan in his mind. She was quite the MILF as well.

“Why? Because I have a teen-age son living at home! What am I going to do, bring some random guy home and fuck his nuts off, with my son just across the hall? He’d think I’m some kind of slut!”

Whoa! What was she saying? Obviously, his mother didn’t know he was home.

“Oh, Bennie’s staying at a friend’s house tonight. You know how they are. They’ll be playing video games until two in the morning.”

He hated it when she called him ‘Bennie.’

“I couldn’t do that! What if he came home and caught me sucking some guy’s cock or getting my ass plowed? I can’t go whoring around like we did in college. You know how much I love sex, but I can’t take that kind of risk!”

Oh, shit! His mom sucked cock and took it up the ass? His cock immediately got hard.

“No, that won’t work either. You know how loud I can get. And, I love to talk dirty. I don’t even jill-off unless he’s out of the house.”

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“Yeah, I do need to get fucked. Ridden hard and put away wet. Ha, ha!”

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“Oh, I don’t know how long it’s been. When did Frank leave?”

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“Yeah, that long ago.