Riding with mom_(0)

As Jonny lay on his bed, enjoying the soft lips and wet tongue working slowly over his hard cock, he thought about how wonderful his life was.
As Cindy, his mom, loving wrapped her lips around her 14 year old son’s warm, stiff cock, she thought back to how it had gotten this far.
She thought back to how her husband had passed away 3 months ago as she popped Jonny’s cock out of her mouth and slowly licked around his tight balls.
She thought about how lonely she had been, and how comforting it had been to have a son like Jonny.
She thought of how they had gradually grown closer, first with hugs, then with kissing, then with sucking his dick.
God how she missed her husband, but Jonny reminded her so much of him, in his smile, his mannerisms, and especially his long tongue as it snaked through her wet cunt.

“Oh God mom”, Jonny moaned, “that’s so good, suck my dick some more”, his mom took Jonny’s dick at the base and slowly slipped it into her mouth, having no trouble getting most of the 6 inches in.
Jonny put his hands behind his moms head, hold her soft blond hair firmly as he began to raise his hips, fucking her mouth.

“mmmmm”, was all his mom could say, her mouth full of cock.
Jonny began to push a little harder, a little faster, till all six inches was in his mom’s mouth, the tip of her nose touching his soft white belly.

Suddenly he stopped his thrusting, “oh crap!”

“mmmm?” his mom asked.

“8 o’clock mom, I’ve missed the bus!”

His mom reluctantly pulled her mouth from her son’s cock, watching it twitch a bit as she let it go.
Still a child, she thought, worried about school while she’s sucking his dick.
“Ok sweetie, put your pants back on, maybe we can still catch it.

Jonny jumped out of bed, pulling on his shorts that lay hanging over the edge of his bed.
His mom picked her blouse off the floor, enjoying the soft silk on her naked breasts.
Maybe I should put a bra on she thought.
Naa, not likely she would meet anyone if she quickly walked her son to the bus stop.

Jonny grabbed his bag and ran out the door, down the hall and out the front door.
“Bye mom!” he cried, not waiting for her reply.
He closed the door so hard that it bounced open again, but he was down the path already, not noticing.
Cindy walked the same path as her son, but more slowly.
As she walked out the front door her breast bounced a little under her blouse, rubbing against the soft material and making her nipples stand out like two small thimbles.
Really should put on a bra, she thought, although she had to admit that that the soft fabric was keeping her turned on, making sure her wet cunt only got wetter.
Eventually she caught up to her son, standing at the bus stop, hoping from foot to foot.