The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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Introduction:
I'm back with a new short story of a mom and son
Mikey stood in the shower and let the hot water flow over his teen body.
It was Friday night. The end of the school week. He'd attended his classes and worked his ass off in all his subjects, just like he'd agreed with his parents to do so. He was in his last year, the final stretch before his exams the coming summer, he knew that he couldn't afford to slack off, not if he wanted a job that paid well. But knowing and doing were always two different things, he found.
In the past, try as he might, he just couldn't find the self-discipline to stick with his studies. He slacked off. He cut classes and skipped school. It wasn't that he was academically challenged, more a case of becoming bored easily. He found the lessons tedious, school a drag full stop.
His teachers had called in his parents at the start of the year. He'd had to wait at home knowing that they were discussing him and his attitude. An hour and a half between them leaving the house till them arriving back. The look his father had given him upon their return told Mikey that he was in trouble. His father didn't speak to him at all that night, neither the next day. His mom had gone on through into the kitchen and stayed in there till she'd called for them to come and eat.
When his father had eventually spoken to him, he called Mikey in to the front room and sat him down on the sofa across from where he sat in a chair. He laid out what he expected of his son during what remained of his time at school. He never once mentioned Mikey's poor attendance or performance at school. He told Mikey what was expected of him. How his life was to be lived while he remained under his parent's roof. What he could and could not do.
Mikey's father then told him the deal clincher.
He'd saved the best for last.
After their talk both men had sat facing each other in silence. A minute passed, Mikey taking in what his father had just said. His father allowing the full weight of the gift he was allowing his son to partake of, should he do as he was told.
His father had told him: do well at school during the week and come Friday night he'd be rewarded.
It was now Friday night.
Mikey had attended his classes and worked his ass off in all his subjects, just like he'd agreed with his parents to do.
He was upstairs in the shower.
Waiting for his reward.
Aroused and erect.
He heard his mom enter the bathroom before he saw her. Steam from the hot water clouded the air, fogging up the glass cubicle door, a fine mist of water rising towards the extracting fan built into the wall near the ceiling.
Mikey took a step backwards across the shower tray. His back to the tiled wall as the cubicle door opened and his naked mother stepped in.
He took in her womanly form. Her dark, long hair. Her naked shoulders and chest. Her generously full bosom and tender tummy. The way her hips filled out below her waist. Her shapely legs and small feet. The dark stip of hair that rose from between her legs and nestled atop her pubic mound.
His pulse quickened as his mom stepped closer to him, the water from the shower head spraying down over her and upon her shoulders.
He noticed that her toenails were painted. He suddenly couldn't find the strength to lift his face and meet her gaze. His heart hammered in his chest and he suddenly felt physically sick.
A moment of panic struck him.
He felt acid rise up inside of him and burn his throat.
It had all sounded so ideal when his father had proposed the deal. The idea had thrilled and kept him excited while waiting for tonight. It had giving him a newfound determination to succeed in school. To knuckle down and allow time to fly while he waited for tonight to arrive.
Now he felt terrible.
"Mikey," his mom spoke, her hand lifting his chin and bringing his eyes to meet hers. "Calm down. You look like you're ready to bolt. Just relax, won't you."
Mikey worked on his breathing as he stood back against the tiled wall. His body began to shiver, the cold ceramic chilling his skin. His mom took his hand and brought him back under the flow of hot water. Both their bodies so close together, crowding under the spray of the shower head as they stood naked. Mother and son. Son and mother. Both of them waiting to see who would make the first move.
"Do you want to do this, honey?" His mom asked him. "It's fine if you don't. This is a big deal after all, no matter what your father says."
Mikey could only stand mute as he listened to her words.
His eyes taking in his mom's face, following the line of her neck downwards to her body and over her chest. As he stood there, gazing upon the heavy mounds and full curves of her tits, his mouth watered at the prospect of taking an erect stubby nipple between his lips and teasing it with his tongue.
He jumped with shocked surprise as his mom's hand slipped over his thickened penis and held it in her warm soft hand.
"Mikey, you need to answer, honey. Do you want to do this?"
His mom was fondling him as she asked. The back of her hand stroking along the pole-like length of him, the knuckles dragging one by one over the tumescent cylinder of his sex.
She stepped closer. Their bodies met under the cascading water. Mikey's boyish frame meeting the soft, fuller, womanly body of his mom. The contact felt like a buzz of electricity running over his skin.
He no longer felt ill. The reason why his breathing was so fast was now solely brought about by arousal.
His mom lifted her leg and brought it up against his. The soft, smooth flesh of her inner thigh rubbing sensuously over the long muscle of his leg.
As she leant into him he felt the touch of her pubic hair tickling his skin.
He braced his legs, feet apart, supporting both his own and his mom's weight.
She still held his swollen cock. Her fingers wrapped around his aroused flesh possessively. Her eyes bored into his with an intensity that he'd never known from her before. It scared him as much as thrilled.
Her lips came close to his. Touched, and then her teeth nipped his bottom lip.
His cock throbbed and his mom felt it. She tightened her grip on him and rubbed her pussy along the length of his thigh.
"What's wrong, son? Cat got your tongue?"
She reached for the soap and stepped back from him.
He watched as she worked up a soapy lather and began to wash herself.
His cock was stiffly standing to attention and pointing towards her. Now her hands were no longer upon its flesh he ached from the loss.
Mikey took himself in hand and slowly pumped upon his shaft as he watched her.
Watched as the water ran over her hair.
His mom's dark tresses were plastered to her head and shoulders in a dark, sleek caress. The soapy suds slipped over her flesh, slipping southward with the flow of hot water that poured over her body and had the white frothy bubbles seeking the valleyed gap between her breasts so they could trickle down over her stomach. The soap reached her middle, her dark strip of hair barring the way and stopping the journey. Mikey's breath caught in his throat as he witnessed his mom's fingers slip over her mound and circle between her legs.
His lips moved and a noise emitted out of his mouth before he even knew he had made it.
His mom paused and looked up at him. "So, it was a cat that caught your tongue. Or should I say pussy."
"I -," Mikey began to speak. But he found that he couldn't.
Their bodies came together again. His mom's hand once again taking hold of his tumescent sex.
Her lips were close to his ear. She whispered.
"What you're trying to say is; I've done all that was asked of me by my father. Worked my butt off at school this past week and now I demand that I be given my reward. That's it, right?"
She pulled back and looked at him.
Mikey could only mutely nod in agreement. But that wasn't enough for his mother.
"Then say it. Tell me, this is what you want. Tell your mother to get down on her knees and service that young cock of yours. Open her lips and suck you till you cum."
It took two attempts at speech before he managed to answer.
"Please." It was all he could say.
The look of absolute love that his mom gave him almost overwhelmed him. Her eyes grew large and soft, her free hand took his cheek and stroked across his smooth jaw. She kissed him, though this time a kiss unlike any she'd ever given him before. Their lips met and she blew his world.
His hands came up and took hold of his mom without thought, crushing her soft pliant body to his frame. Her tongue licked across the seam of his lips and he opened to it.
His first proper kiss, shared with his own mother in an illicit taboo tryst.
The water of the shower flowed over them both. The heat of the water only slightly hotter to the touch than the warmth coming from their aroused flesh.
Inside the shower cubicle they held each other and groaned into the other's mouth.
Son held his mother and felt her bullet-like nipples against his chest. Her warm, soft belly and womanly hips held close to his growing masculine, powerful frame.
Mother held her son and witnessed how much of a man he had become. Her hand holding onto his youthful erection, her fingers still gripping the throbbing flesh as their kiss came to an end.
Mikey stood, gazing down as his mom began to kneel before him.
Her small fist began a slow pump upon his erection as her eyes came almost level to it.
Her hand felt amazing. He'd never known another hand on his dick other than his own. Seeing and feeling his mom jerking him off in the shower was almost too much for Mikey to believe.
His breath whistled on the intake as his mom's lips met the end of his cock. His knees nearly gave way as his cock-crown entered her mouth and she began to suck him.
The warmth of her mouth shocked him. He moaned and wasn't sure if it was out loud or only inside of his head.
His hand shot backwards to steady himself against the tiled wall.
Soft mothering lips slipped over the length of his veined cock and the moist heat of her mouth washed over his flesh .
Her eyes were fixed upward to his, as she sucked him.
Mikey tore his gaze away quickly, as watching her nearly had him climax too soon. He tried to think of anything but what was happening, anything other than the sensation of her mouths movement upon him.
He managed to find self-control. Managed to not blow his load, and then allowed himself the luxury of watching her take him into her mouth.
The water flowed down over the slick shimmer of her hair, the moisture pouring down the slope of her back, down the length of her spine to where the swell of her womanly bottom began.
Looking down over his mother's body, as she serviced his cock for him, Mikey appreciated her mature milfy form. His mom was sexy. She had a curvy soccer-mom body and pretty-enough face. Add to that that she was willingly sucking his cock and Mikey, at that moment in time, loved his mom more than he had ever done before.
Her hand moved between her legs while she squatted before him. Mikey wasn't naive to not know what she was doing. Having his mom playing with her pussy, while she worked at bringing him off, only added to the taboo thrill.
The thought of her drinking his cum, as she held him inside of her mouth, filled his mind.
That thought brought him close to eruption, but he didn't want to explode so soon. His hand tentatively reached out and fixed itself upon his mom's head. His fingers flexing upon contact with her water slicked hair.
His mom groaned at his touch, her eyes immediately seeking his. Her reaction almost spelt the end of his composure. Mikey had to pull back and force his cock from between her lips.
The look his mom gave him told him she understood.
She stood back up without a word and cupped his balls.
"Did mommy almost make her baby cum too soon, sweetie? Now we both don't want that, do we?"
She turned her back on him and faced the wall, opening her legs as she did. She looked back at Mikey, expectation plain on her face, as her fingers reached between her legs and spread apart the feminine lips of her vulva.
Mikey stood there like a fool. Unsure what to do. His cock aching to be back inside something hot and wet, especially with it being oh-so-close to shooting off. But this wasn't part of the deal with his dad. He was only allowed to get his dick sucked from his mom, that's what he'd been told.
Now they'd come this far, Mikey found he had the words to express his confusion.
His mom's answer spelled out the situation succinctly: "But I never agreed to that part of the deal. It's time we made a new deal between ourselves, and kept it just between the two of us. Now get that big dick of yours over here and inside of me."
Mikey remained in place for several long seconds. Glued to the spot as he considered the incredible sin his mom was asking him to help her commit.
He thought of his father downstairs. Of him knowing that his wife was currently servicing their son's prick and expecting her to use her hand and mouth to accomplish the deed, so they'd uphold their end of the deal.
He looked around the cubicle at the tiles and wiped his hand over the fogged glass door. He looked out at the bathroom and the familiarity of the mirror, basin and bath mat. The familiar sight of normality warred with the bizarre engagement he was in the middle of. He'd spent all his life there living respectfully with his mom. Their relationship till now completely normal.
Mikey felt dizzyingly confused and momentarily at a loss for what to do.
He stood there looking outward through the glass-pane as his mom's hand took hold of his prick and moved him closer to her body.
He still looked out of the cloudy glass as his feet shuffled forward towards her bent over and offered body.
His eyes closed as he felt the tip of his dick meet with the tangle of hair that covered her vagina.
He bit his lip and inwardly voiced a silent howl of delight as his mom fitted the end of his shaft between the flowered lips of her sex.
Her hand let go of him once his tip was located just inside of her.
He suddenly knew what he wanted to do.
Mikey's hands lifted and took hold of his mom's hips.
His feet shuffled till he was in a better position.
He turned his head to her and opened his eyes.
His mom's head was turned away from him, her face downward and her hair a long, straight, wet ribbon that hung towards the shower tray. Her arse was full and round. He could just see the sides of her heavy tits hanging from her body beneath her chest. His fingers flexed and spread across the soft fullness of her hips. His hands moved and his palms slipped round her front and down over her middle. He felt her. Her pubic hair tangling between his fingers. His fingers moved between her legs until he touched himself, and then he brought his hands back to her hips.
Mikey pushed himself forward.
His cock moved further inside of the velvet-soft sheath that was his mom's cunt.
Her body readily opened to him.
Her hips tipped back towards him, encouraging him on.
Moments ago he was there at her opening. Now he was sliding in, filling her.
Her wetness enveloped him. The heat and snugness of her twat held his arousal and had his cock throbbing from the pleasure.
He thought on the sin he was committing. That they were both committing.
His mom's pussy sucked him in. She was melting upon him. The liquid core of her sex clenching and then milking. Her body began to shake and Mikey had to reach forward to steady her, and then hold her, as he realised she was climaxing.
Her cunt creamed over his solid prick.
He held her.
His hands took her tits in their palms. He cupped them. Weighed them and squeezed them. He pinched and pulled on her nipples and made his mother groan.
The shower still sprayed over them.
His cock began to work back and forth inside of the milf body of his mom.
His dad was downstairs, thinking he was oh-so-clever to have made the deal that would secure good exam results for his son. Downstairs in the front room, probably watching television and wondering what was for supper, as his own son fucked his mother while they showered.
Mikey pushed his swollen arousal into his mom.
His cock, still technically virgin, previously untouched and cherry still intact.
His balls were hot and tingly. He knew it wouldn't be long till he began to shoot.
He gripped his mom's hips and quickly thrust inside of her wetness, again and again.
Punching his cock forward inside of his mother's cunt, with a force that made their bodies meet with a slap.
His mom's hand was braced against the wall, helping her to push back upon him as he fucked her. Her other reached behind and held onto his thigh.
She lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at him. Twisting her neck and reaching towards him with her lips.
They kissed.
Mikey felt more power at the moment than he had ever felt before. He felt more confident, more assured, more like a man.
The kiss made him breathless. It was dizzying. It had his balls tightening with anticipation as he plowed his dick inside of his mom's pussy.
He thought on his friends at school. His mates who liked to all boast that they'd already lost their virginities with older women. He knew that it was all bullshit. All of them knew that the boasts were BS.
Yet Mikey really was losing his cherry with an older woman.
His own mom.
Their lips broke apart. His mom's eyes were glazed, her breath trembling. Her heavy tits shook and danced with the movement of their coupling.
Her pussy was like a velvet glove around him. He felt like he'd been inside of her for hours, but in reality it was more like a couple of minutes.
She rolled her pelvis and arched her back, a wanton sound coming from her as she did.
A low groan tore from the back of his throat.
His fingers spread upon her hips, palms flat and his hands clutching and pulling her back onto his cock.
His mom's pussy clenched on him. Her body began to shake once again.
Mikey felt his own finish fast approaching.
He raced onward.
Body quivering and with her back arched, his mom's sex felt like it was dissolving around his spear-like flesh.
Air came into Mikey's lungs with a gasp.
He brought the front of his body against his mom's back.
He pushed himself farther inside of her climaxing sex. Stabbing his swollen organ inside of his mom's cunt so that he could desperately find the release his body ached for.
He felt the moment come upon him.
He surged into her, farther and deeper, then away and back again until at last, he pressed back to the full.
Mikey exploded inside of his mom.
He continued to pump his prick back and forth, in shallow strokes, inside the comforts of his mom's maternal channel. His prick throbbed and pulsed out a thick milky flood of sperm inside of her. Filling her and sperming her pussy.
He stilled and held himself inside of his mom. Holding her as the enormity of the moment overcame him.
Without sound, Mikey began to cry.
Tears flooded his eyes and were silently washed away by the shower as he realised he'd just become a man.
The water showered over them. Splashing atop their flesh and spraying them with a fine mist. The glass of the shower door was completely fogged up. The bar of soap was slipping around the bottom of the shower tray, carried away in the flowing current of the water, circling the plug hole.
The normal familiarity of domestic bliss, shattered by the ground-breaking reality of a mother helping her c***d reach i****tous manhood.
His mom began to slide her hand down the tiled wall. Her knees bending, her body following, coming to rest squatting on hand and knee. Mikey, still inside of her, followed suit.
He hunched over his mom. His arms wrapped around her as his knees rested on the hard plastic of the shower tray. His chin rested on his mom's shoulder. They were both breathing heavy. Neither making any other noise.
Eventually they separated. Mikey cuffing his eyes with his hands, lest his mom see that he'd been crying due to the emotion of losing his virginity.
Still crouching down and behind her, he shuffled back.
His eyes spotted the sperm dripping out of his mom's just-fucked pussy. The seed that fell to the ground was washed away by the shower water. But thick beads of his cloudy sperm were also stuck to the dark hairs over her twat, not all of it so easily washed away from where it slipped past her labia.
Once out of the shower they stood close and toweled each other dry.
Mikey's hands exploring his mom's womanly body. Stroking his palms over her curves and kissing her dark nipples, sucking them into his mouth when he saw she wasn't going to protest.
They kissed as they toweled off.
Both of their hands now exploring each others bodies.
"Mom, what do we tell dad? I mean, about going further than just you sucking me."
His mom gave him a look that he recognised as the one she reserved for when he'd either done or said something stupid.
"Oh, okay then," Mikey grinned. "We don't tell him, right."
Leaning in, his mom answered him; "You're learning, honey."
Just before she left the room, towels wrapped around her body and atop her head, his mother turned and spoke again.
"You don't tell your dad, or anyone else for that matter, if you want what we just did to become a regular thing. Got that?"
Mikey paused from pulling on his pants.
"You mean every Friday?" He asked.
"Friday's were what you and your dad agreed upon. Every other day is what we're agreeing on now, mister. Got that?"
Mikey nodded his head in quick agreement. Not believing his good fortune.
His mom slipped out the room, leaving him with a raging hard-on and a frenzied imagination of fucking her every single day of the week.
I'm back with a new short story of a mom and son
Mikey stood in the shower and let the hot water flow over his teen body.
It was Friday night. The end of the school week. He'd attended his classes and worked his ass off in all his subjects, just like he'd agreed with his parents to do so. He was in his last year, the final stretch before his exams the coming summer, he knew that he couldn't afford to slack off, not if he wanted a job that paid well. But knowing and doing were always two different things, he found.
In the past, try as he might, he just couldn't find the self-discipline to stick with his studies. He slacked off. He cut classes and skipped school. It wasn't that he was academically challenged, more a case of becoming bored easily. He found the lessons tedious, school a drag full stop.
His teachers had called in his parents at the start of the year. He'd had to wait at home knowing that they were discussing him and his attitude. An hour and a half between them leaving the house till them arriving back. The look his father had given him upon their return told Mikey that he was in trouble. His father didn't speak to him at all that night, neither the next day. His mom had gone on through into the kitchen and stayed in there till she'd called for them to come and eat.
When his father had eventually spoken to him, he called Mikey in to the front room and sat him down on the sofa across from where he sat in a chair. He laid out what he expected of his son during what remained of his time at school. He never once mentioned Mikey's poor attendance or performance at school. He told Mikey what was expected of him. How his life was to be lived while he remained under his parent's roof. What he could and could not do.
Mikey's father then told him the deal clincher.
He'd saved the best for last.
After their talk both men had sat facing each other in silence. A minute passed, Mikey taking in what his father had just said. His father allowing the full weight of the gift he was allowing his son to partake of, should he do as he was told.
His father had told him: do well at school during the week and come Friday night he'd be rewarded.
It was now Friday night.
Mikey had attended his classes and worked his ass off in all his subjects, just like he'd agreed with his parents to do.
He was upstairs in the shower.
Waiting for his reward.
Aroused and erect.
He heard his mom enter the bathroom before he saw her. Steam from the hot water clouded the air, fogging up the glass cubicle door, a fine mist of water rising towards the extracting fan built into the wall near the ceiling.
Mikey took a step backwards across the shower tray. His back to the tiled wall as the cubicle door opened and his naked mother stepped in.
He took in her womanly form. Her dark, long hair. Her naked shoulders and chest. Her generously full bosom and tender tummy. The way her hips filled out below her waist. Her shapely legs and small feet. The dark stip of hair that rose from between her legs and nestled atop her pubic mound.
His pulse quickened as his mom stepped closer to him, the water from the shower head spraying down over her and upon her shoulders.
He noticed that her toenails were painted. He suddenly couldn't find the strength to lift his face and meet her gaze. His heart hammered in his chest and he suddenly felt physically sick.
A moment of panic struck him.
He felt acid rise up inside of him and burn his throat.
It had all sounded so ideal when his father had proposed the deal. The idea had thrilled and kept him excited while waiting for tonight. It had giving him a newfound determination to succeed in school. To knuckle down and allow time to fly while he waited for tonight to arrive.
Now he felt terrible.
"Mikey," his mom spoke, her hand lifting his chin and bringing his eyes to meet hers. "Calm down. You look like you're ready to bolt. Just relax, won't you."
Mikey worked on his breathing as he stood back against the tiled wall. His body began to shiver, the cold ceramic chilling his skin. His mom took his hand and brought him back under the flow of hot water. Both their bodies so close together, crowding under the spray of the shower head as they stood naked. Mother and son. Son and mother. Both of them waiting to see who would make the first move.
"Do you want to do this, honey?" His mom asked him. "It's fine if you don't. This is a big deal after all, no matter what your father says."
Mikey could only stand mute as he listened to her words.
His eyes taking in his mom's face, following the line of her neck downwards to her body and over her chest. As he stood there, gazing upon the heavy mounds and full curves of her tits, his mouth watered at the prospect of taking an erect stubby nipple between his lips and teasing it with his tongue.
He jumped with shocked surprise as his mom's hand slipped over his thickened penis and held it in her warm soft hand.
"Mikey, you need to answer, honey. Do you want to do this?"
His mom was fondling him as she asked. The back of her hand stroking along the pole-like length of him, the knuckles dragging one by one over the tumescent cylinder of his sex.
She stepped closer. Their bodies met under the cascading water. Mikey's boyish frame meeting the soft, fuller, womanly body of his mom. The contact felt like a buzz of electricity running over his skin.
He no longer felt ill. The reason why his breathing was so fast was now solely brought about by arousal.
His mom lifted her leg and brought it up against his. The soft, smooth flesh of her inner thigh rubbing sensuously over the long muscle of his leg.
As she leant into him he felt the touch of her pubic hair tickling his skin.
He braced his legs, feet apart, supporting both his own and his mom's weight.
She still held his swollen cock. Her fingers wrapped around his aroused flesh possessively. Her eyes bored into his with an intensity that he'd never known from her before. It scared him as much as thrilled.
Her lips came close to his. Touched, and then her teeth nipped his bottom lip.
His cock throbbed and his mom felt it. She tightened her grip on him and rubbed her pussy along the length of his thigh.
"What's wrong, son? Cat got your tongue?"
She reached for the soap and stepped back from him.
He watched as she worked up a soapy lather and began to wash herself.
His cock was stiffly standing to attention and pointing towards her. Now her hands were no longer upon its flesh he ached from the loss.
Mikey took himself in hand and slowly pumped upon his shaft as he watched her.
Watched as the water ran over her hair.
His mom's dark tresses were plastered to her head and shoulders in a dark, sleek caress. The soapy suds slipped over her flesh, slipping southward with the flow of hot water that poured over her body and had the white frothy bubbles seeking the valleyed gap between her breasts so they could trickle down over her stomach. The soap reached her middle, her dark strip of hair barring the way and stopping the journey. Mikey's breath caught in his throat as he witnessed his mom's fingers slip over her mound and circle between her legs.
His lips moved and a noise emitted out of his mouth before he even knew he had made it.
His mom paused and looked up at him. "So, it was a cat that caught your tongue. Or should I say pussy."
"I -," Mikey began to speak. But he found that he couldn't.
Their bodies came together again. His mom's hand once again taking hold of his tumescent sex.
Her lips were close to his ear. She whispered.
"What you're trying to say is; I've done all that was asked of me by my father. Worked my butt off at school this past week and now I demand that I be given my reward. That's it, right?"
She pulled back and looked at him.
Mikey could only mutely nod in agreement. But that wasn't enough for his mother.
"Then say it. Tell me, this is what you want. Tell your mother to get down on her knees and service that young cock of yours. Open her lips and suck you till you cum."
It took two attempts at speech before he managed to answer.
"Please." It was all he could say.
The look of absolute love that his mom gave him almost overwhelmed him. Her eyes grew large and soft, her free hand took his cheek and stroked across his smooth jaw. She kissed him, though this time a kiss unlike any she'd ever given him before. Their lips met and she blew his world.
His hands came up and took hold of his mom without thought, crushing her soft pliant body to his frame. Her tongue licked across the seam of his lips and he opened to it.
His first proper kiss, shared with his own mother in an illicit taboo tryst.
The water of the shower flowed over them both. The heat of the water only slightly hotter to the touch than the warmth coming from their aroused flesh.
Inside the shower cubicle they held each other and groaned into the other's mouth.
Son held his mother and felt her bullet-like nipples against his chest. Her warm, soft belly and womanly hips held close to his growing masculine, powerful frame.
Mother held her son and witnessed how much of a man he had become. Her hand holding onto his youthful erection, her fingers still gripping the throbbing flesh as their kiss came to an end.
Mikey stood, gazing down as his mom began to kneel before him.
Her small fist began a slow pump upon his erection as her eyes came almost level to it.
Her hand felt amazing. He'd never known another hand on his dick other than his own. Seeing and feeling his mom jerking him off in the shower was almost too much for Mikey to believe.
His breath whistled on the intake as his mom's lips met the end of his cock. His knees nearly gave way as his cock-crown entered her mouth and she began to suck him.
The warmth of her mouth shocked him. He moaned and wasn't sure if it was out loud or only inside of his head.
His hand shot backwards to steady himself against the tiled wall.
Soft mothering lips slipped over the length of his veined cock and the moist heat of her mouth washed over his flesh .
Her eyes were fixed upward to his, as she sucked him.
Mikey tore his gaze away quickly, as watching her nearly had him climax too soon. He tried to think of anything but what was happening, anything other than the sensation of her mouths movement upon him.
He managed to find self-control. Managed to not blow his load, and then allowed himself the luxury of watching her take him into her mouth.
The water flowed down over the slick shimmer of her hair, the moisture pouring down the slope of her back, down the length of her spine to where the swell of her womanly bottom began.
Looking down over his mother's body, as she serviced his cock for him, Mikey appreciated her mature milfy form. His mom was sexy. She had a curvy soccer-mom body and pretty-enough face. Add to that that she was willingly sucking his cock and Mikey, at that moment in time, loved his mom more than he had ever done before.
Her hand moved between her legs while she squatted before him. Mikey wasn't naive to not know what she was doing. Having his mom playing with her pussy, while she worked at bringing him off, only added to the taboo thrill.
The thought of her drinking his cum, as she held him inside of her mouth, filled his mind.
That thought brought him close to eruption, but he didn't want to explode so soon. His hand tentatively reached out and fixed itself upon his mom's head. His fingers flexing upon contact with her water slicked hair.
His mom groaned at his touch, her eyes immediately seeking his. Her reaction almost spelt the end of his composure. Mikey had to pull back and force his cock from between her lips.
The look his mom gave him told him she understood.
She stood back up without a word and cupped his balls.
"Did mommy almost make her baby cum too soon, sweetie? Now we both don't want that, do we?"
She turned her back on him and faced the wall, opening her legs as she did. She looked back at Mikey, expectation plain on her face, as her fingers reached between her legs and spread apart the feminine lips of her vulva.
Mikey stood there like a fool. Unsure what to do. His cock aching to be back inside something hot and wet, especially with it being oh-so-close to shooting off. But this wasn't part of the deal with his dad. He was only allowed to get his dick sucked from his mom, that's what he'd been told.
Now they'd come this far, Mikey found he had the words to express his confusion.
His mom's answer spelled out the situation succinctly: "But I never agreed to that part of the deal. It's time we made a new deal between ourselves, and kept it just between the two of us. Now get that big dick of yours over here and inside of me."
Mikey remained in place for several long seconds. Glued to the spot as he considered the incredible sin his mom was asking him to help her commit.
He thought of his father downstairs. Of him knowing that his wife was currently servicing their son's prick and expecting her to use her hand and mouth to accomplish the deed, so they'd uphold their end of the deal.
He looked around the cubicle at the tiles and wiped his hand over the fogged glass door. He looked out at the bathroom and the familiarity of the mirror, basin and bath mat. The familiar sight of normality warred with the bizarre engagement he was in the middle of. He'd spent all his life there living respectfully with his mom. Their relationship till now completely normal.
Mikey felt dizzyingly confused and momentarily at a loss for what to do.
He stood there looking outward through the glass-pane as his mom's hand took hold of his prick and moved him closer to her body.
He still looked out of the cloudy glass as his feet shuffled forward towards her bent over and offered body.
His eyes closed as he felt the tip of his dick meet with the tangle of hair that covered her vagina.
He bit his lip and inwardly voiced a silent howl of delight as his mom fitted the end of his shaft between the flowered lips of her sex.
Her hand let go of him once his tip was located just inside of her.
He suddenly knew what he wanted to do.
Mikey's hands lifted and took hold of his mom's hips.
His feet shuffled till he was in a better position.
He turned his head to her and opened his eyes.
His mom's head was turned away from him, her face downward and her hair a long, straight, wet ribbon that hung towards the shower tray. Her arse was full and round. He could just see the sides of her heavy tits hanging from her body beneath her chest. His fingers flexed and spread across the soft fullness of her hips. His hands moved and his palms slipped round her front and down over her middle. He felt her. Her pubic hair tangling between his fingers. His fingers moved between her legs until he touched himself, and then he brought his hands back to her hips.
Mikey pushed himself forward.
His cock moved further inside of the velvet-soft sheath that was his mom's cunt.
Her body readily opened to him.
Her hips tipped back towards him, encouraging him on.
Moments ago he was there at her opening. Now he was sliding in, filling her.
Her wetness enveloped him. The heat and snugness of her twat held his arousal and had his cock throbbing from the pleasure.
He thought on the sin he was committing. That they were both committing.
His mom's pussy sucked him in. She was melting upon him. The liquid core of her sex clenching and then milking. Her body began to shake and Mikey had to reach forward to steady her, and then hold her, as he realised she was climaxing.
Her cunt creamed over his solid prick.
He held her.
His hands took her tits in their palms. He cupped them. Weighed them and squeezed them. He pinched and pulled on her nipples and made his mother groan.
The shower still sprayed over them.
His cock began to work back and forth inside of the milf body of his mom.
His dad was downstairs, thinking he was oh-so-clever to have made the deal that would secure good exam results for his son. Downstairs in the front room, probably watching television and wondering what was for supper, as his own son fucked his mother while they showered.
Mikey pushed his swollen arousal into his mom.
His cock, still technically virgin, previously untouched and cherry still intact.
His balls were hot and tingly. He knew it wouldn't be long till he began to shoot.
He gripped his mom's hips and quickly thrust inside of her wetness, again and again.
Punching his cock forward inside of his mother's cunt, with a force that made their bodies meet with a slap.
His mom's hand was braced against the wall, helping her to push back upon him as he fucked her. Her other reached behind and held onto his thigh.
She lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at him. Twisting her neck and reaching towards him with her lips.
They kissed.
Mikey felt more power at the moment than he had ever felt before. He felt more confident, more assured, more like a man.
The kiss made him breathless. It was dizzying. It had his balls tightening with anticipation as he plowed his dick inside of his mom's pussy.
He thought on his friends at school. His mates who liked to all boast that they'd already lost their virginities with older women. He knew that it was all bullshit. All of them knew that the boasts were BS.
Yet Mikey really was losing his cherry with an older woman.
His own mom.
Their lips broke apart. His mom's eyes were glazed, her breath trembling. Her heavy tits shook and danced with the movement of their coupling.
Her pussy was like a velvet glove around him. He felt like he'd been inside of her for hours, but in reality it was more like a couple of minutes.
She rolled her pelvis and arched her back, a wanton sound coming from her as she did.
A low groan tore from the back of his throat.
His fingers spread upon her hips, palms flat and his hands clutching and pulling her back onto his cock.
His mom's pussy clenched on him. Her body began to shake once again.
Mikey felt his own finish fast approaching.
He raced onward.
Body quivering and with her back arched, his mom's sex felt like it was dissolving around his spear-like flesh.
Air came into Mikey's lungs with a gasp.
He brought the front of his body against his mom's back.
He pushed himself farther inside of her climaxing sex. Stabbing his swollen organ inside of his mom's cunt so that he could desperately find the release his body ached for.
He felt the moment come upon him.
He surged into her, farther and deeper, then away and back again until at last, he pressed back to the full.
Mikey exploded inside of his mom.
He continued to pump his prick back and forth, in shallow strokes, inside the comforts of his mom's maternal channel. His prick throbbed and pulsed out a thick milky flood of sperm inside of her. Filling her and sperming her pussy.
He stilled and held himself inside of his mom. Holding her as the enormity of the moment overcame him.
Without sound, Mikey began to cry.
Tears flooded his eyes and were silently washed away by the shower as he realised he'd just become a man.
The water showered over them. Splashing atop their flesh and spraying them with a fine mist. The glass of the shower door was completely fogged up. The bar of soap was slipping around the bottom of the shower tray, carried away in the flowing current of the water, circling the plug hole.
The normal familiarity of domestic bliss, shattered by the ground-breaking reality of a mother helping her c***d reach i****tous manhood.
His mom began to slide her hand down the tiled wall. Her knees bending, her body following, coming to rest squatting on hand and knee. Mikey, still inside of her, followed suit.
He hunched over his mom. His arms wrapped around her as his knees rested on the hard plastic of the shower tray. His chin rested on his mom's shoulder. They were both breathing heavy. Neither making any other noise.
Eventually they separated. Mikey cuffing his eyes with his hands, lest his mom see that he'd been crying due to the emotion of losing his virginity.
Still crouching down and behind her, he shuffled back.
His eyes spotted the sperm dripping out of his mom's just-fucked pussy. The seed that fell to the ground was washed away by the shower water. But thick beads of his cloudy sperm were also stuck to the dark hairs over her twat, not all of it so easily washed away from where it slipped past her labia.
Once out of the shower they stood close and toweled each other dry.
Mikey's hands exploring his mom's womanly body. Stroking his palms over her curves and kissing her dark nipples, sucking them into his mouth when he saw she wasn't going to protest.
They kissed as they toweled off.
Both of their hands now exploring each others bodies.
"Mom, what do we tell dad? I mean, about going further than just you sucking me."
His mom gave him a look that he recognised as the one she reserved for when he'd either done or said something stupid.
"Oh, okay then," Mikey grinned. "We don't tell him, right."
Leaning in, his mom answered him; "You're learning, honey."
Just before she left the room, towels wrapped around her body and atop her head, his mother turned and spoke again.
"You don't tell your dad, or anyone else for that matter, if you want what we just did to become a regular thing. Got that?"
Mikey paused from pulling on his pants.
"You mean every Friday?" He asked.
"Friday's were what you and your dad agreed upon. Every other day is what we're agreeing on now, mister. Got that?"
Mikey nodded his head in quick agreement. Not believing his good fortune.
His mom slipped out the room, leaving him with a raging hard-on and a frenzied imagination of fucking her every single day of the week.
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