Mom’s Not Alone Anymore 1

I pulled up in the driveway. Jake and Caitlin were already at home and my mom was inside the unit, waiting for me inside. My grandparents were semi-wealthy; this little beach house acted as their escape every now and again. Today, it would be my mother’s. Their daughter’s.

I felt like this was a turning point in my life. Ever since the blowjob this morning, I thought about everything around me, and how what I’d just experienced would change things. Suddenly the girls at my school that I was interested in a day ago weren’t so interesting anymore. Suffice to say, it had been a hard day for me. Long and exhausting having to wait for the afternoon to come, as well as literally. You’d have sworn that I overdosed on Viagra. I jerked off into the toilets at recess and felt the urge to on the way over here.

Going around the back, I lifted up the Welcome mat and swiped the house key. What an ignorant, clich?lace to “hide” it. That was my grandad for you…

I turned the key in the lock and the door creaked open with not even a push. It was a pretty shoddy house out the back. The front was flash – and most of the interior was, too – but this back section and the little corrugated-iron shed close by looked a century old. I don’t know… It was just bizarre.

Stepping inside, I had a boner just thinking about Mom. What she’d be wearing. What she’d say to me. If she’d talk dirty. My memory served me well and I’d kept a clear picture in my mind of what she looked like sporting a facial. I felt like I could nut right here and now if I wanted to. But I’d save that for Mom’s greedy hands. Or tonsils. hehe.

“Is that you, Patrick?” I heard her but couldn’t see her.
“Yeah, mom.”
“I’m in the master bedroom, sweety.” So, duh, I headed right there. Sure enough, Mom was dressed in sexy-as-fuck lingerie and lying on the bed.
“Break out the condoms, young man.”

I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the couple condom packets I’d stashed in there this morning. “Take those jeans off, Patrick. Quickly. I want to see that cock.”
“You want to see it?” I teased.
“Mm. Yes, honey,” she bit her lip and rubbed herself through the material.
“I dunno. You show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”
“In due time, Patrick. Listen to your mother, please. I can see you it just wants to breathe a little,” she eyed off my massive bulge. With that, I dropped my jeans and brief. My hard-on pointing directly at her to say, “At your service, m’lady”.

“Good. Now, I have a surprise for you,” she grinned, sitting up. This sounded promising. Mom opened the bedside drawer and all I could think about was her pulling out some sex toy. “I want you to cum all over this for me.” Jerk off onto something? Sounded kinky. She took out a frame, but I couldn’t quite see the picture inside, ’til she held it up for me.