SON GETS HIS COCK SUCKED BY MOM
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Son to Mom
Jose sighed to himself as he sat in traffic. Life was really getting him
down lately. He worked a boring job with no opportunities for growth. He
was single and hadn't even gone on a date in over a year and a half. He
lived with his Mom still. He was 29, soon to be the big 3-Oh.
On top of all that he was fundamentally unhappy with who he was. He
didn't like what he saw in the mirror. He had tried all kinds of things
to boost his self esteem and self confidence, but at the end of the day
he just didn't like being in his own skin.
As he drove his Mom's car back home to his Mom's house, he suddenly got a
call through the car's Bluetooth. His Mom had got him to sync his phone
with her car so she could get a hold of him during his commute. Sure
enough, it was her.
"Hey hun, traffic is bad today?"
Gabriella's high pitched voice sounded almost comical when coming through
the car's speakers. Jose sighed again and responded, "Same as everyday.
Should be home in another 45 minutes or so unless something crazy
happens."
"OK, well I just wanted to let you know that you got some weird package
in the mail today. Thought that might give you something to look forward
to as you drive home!"
Jose knew his Mom recognized that he was depressed and had tried to talk
about it with him a few times. It's not that Jose didn't want to talk to
her about it, its just that she didn't understand.
"Sounds exciting, see you soon Mom," Jose said, trying to sound sincere.
"Bye hun!"
The line went dead. Jose loved his Mom, but he also kind of resented her.
She seemed to somehow have an easy carefree life. Gabriella's situation
would seem like a textbook start of a struggling mother story. She
dropped out of school to have Jose when she was 16. Jose's father was
never a part of his life, Gabriella said he disappeared when he found she
was pregnant. Jose's grandparents died in a car crash when he was 3 years
old, and he doesn't really remember them.
Despite this, Gabriella was obviously financially secure. She worked
short hours during the day, leaving for work after Jose and getting home
much before him. When Jose got his job, she bought the second car for him
to use. Her house was modern and well taken care of. Jose had once asked
if his grandparents had left her a fortune when they died. Gabriella told
him they were always quite poor. All Jose could ever get out of her about
her job was that she worked as an assistant of some kind.
Gabriella went out in the evening with friends a few nights a week. While
Jose was happy she got to have fun, he couldn't help but be reminded that
he basically had no friends anymore.
Gabriella was 45 years old. Her hair was deep brown, almost black. She
was average height and very curvy. She had wide hips, a modest waist and
a large round ass. Her greatest asset, in Jose's mind, was her chest.
Jose sometimes caught himself staring at her large, full breasts and
wondering what it would feel like to hold them in his hands and squeeze
them. And he definitely wasn't the only one. Jose was accustomed to
hearing men jeer and flirt with his mother whenever she was out in
public. Gabriella had aged very well, she was a clear cut case of MILF
through and through.
Easy life, apparently rich, beautiful and hot... Jose was jealous of how
she lived. It seemed so easy.
As Jose walked into the house he heard his Mom call out and greet him
like she always did. He made a halfhearted reply and went to his room. He
lay in his bed as just stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before a
small knock at the door snapped him back to reality.
"Yeah?" he said.
"I have that package you got today hun, do you want me to leave it by the
door?" Gabriella asked softly through the door.
"No no, you can come in."
The door opened and Jose watched his mother walk in holding a small box
with both hands. She was wearing a yellow sundress with large red flowers
of some kind printed all over. The dress was cut slightly low, and the
Jose could see a significant amount of her soft looking, round cleavage.
They jiggled slightly as she walked into the room.
Gabriella smiled at Jose and handed him the box.
"How was work today sweetie? Did you talk to the manager about your
career?"
Jose just shook his head. Gabriella smiled sadly and sat next to him on
the bed. She snuggled up to him and gave him a little hug, smushing her
big soft, yet pleasantly firm boobs into his chest. Jose hugged her back,
feeling slightly embarrassed. After a few moments she broke the hug and
stood up.
"So, what did you order?" she asked cheerfully.
"I don't remember ordering anything..." Jose said.
"Weird. Well I'll leave in case its something...personal" she said with a
cute, coy smile.
"Mom..." Jose groaned as she closed the door and left.
"Seriously though, what could this be?" he muttered to himself as he
started to open the box. He ripped the tape and opened it. He looked
inside and was even more confused.
"Is... is this a joke? Who the fuck sent this to me?"
Inside the box was a small pink stone. It looked tacky, like some kid had
grabbed a stone off the road and coloured it with sidewalk chalk. Jose
picked it up, it was unsettlingly cool to the touch.
Confused and bemused, Jose turned the box upside down to see if there was
a note or anything. A small scrap of paper fluttered out and he grabbed
it. It said:
"Feeling like you aren't who you feel you should be? Wish you could be
someone else? The swapping stone thinks so! The stone has chosen you for
a one time swap with the person of your choice. Simply hold the stone in
one hand and touch the person who has your dream life and presto!
Guaranteed happiness!"
"What the actual fuck is this?!" Jose hissed angrily to himself. He
hadn't told anyone how he felt about his identity, who sent this? Jose
picked the box back up and examined it. No return address. No sender
information at all. The box was nondescript, there was no insight to be
gained here. Angrily, Jose threw the box across the room and examined the
rock more closely.
It was just a shitty pink rock. He half expected the colour to rub off on
his hands, but it didn't. Jose's mind raced. Who the hell would send this
to him? Someone must be fucking with him. Perhaps this is a well known
prank or something, maybe a bunch of these rocks have been sent to random
people?
Jose opened his phone and started searching the internet for anything
about people receiving a pink rock and a weird note. All he found were
pink cell phone cases and pages dedicated to Pink Floyd. If anyone had
seen this before, it wasn't a well known phenomenon at least.
"Jose, can you come help me for a second?" Gabriella called from
downstairs.
"Yeah, yeah sure..." Jose responded distractedly and got up and left,
still pondering what the message could possibly mean. By the time he got
to the living room he realized he was holding the rock still and hid it
in his palm so his Mom wouldn't see it.
"Thanks hun, I need you to grab that big bowl off the top shelf of the
cabinet. I can't quite reach it."
"Sure, no problem" Jose responded. He walked over and reached up and
grabbed the bowel and passed it to his mother.
"Thanks!" she chirped cheerfully and kissed him on the cheek, and then
she reached down and squeezed his free hand.
Suddenly, Jose saw a blinding flash of light. It was impossibly
disorienting. He felt entirely weightless for a moment, like the world
had just fallen away from beneath him. When the feeling passed, he
felt... different.
A lot of things were wrong that Jose had to process all at once. He was
holding someone's hand. His hair was somehow long enough to be tied up in
a ponytail, he could feel it pulled back. He felt shorter. He was facing
the wrong way. His body felt... off. There was a man standing in front of
him, and he realized he was holding their hand. He quickly let go.
"Mom, are you OK?"
Jose froze. He focused on the person talking. They looked like... they
were... it was him! In stunned surprise he took a moment to look down and
saw a magnificent pair of tits. Attached to him. Covered in a yellow
sundress. With red flowers on it.
Somehow he didn't yell out or scream. In shock he quickly looked back up
at an inquisitive, concerned looking, exact copy of him, Jose.
"Jose? Is that?...you?" as he said this he realized it sounded insane.
"Is it me? What are you talking about Mom? What happened? You looked like
you saw a ghost or something?"
"Yeah, uh, yes hun I'm fine. I... just need to go lay down for a
moment..."
With that, he walked to his mother's room and closed the door. He stood
with the his back to the door and hyperventilated for a moment. He heard
this new "Jose" call out to let him know if she needed anything. She?
Jose realized that on top of the physical changes, she could feel that
his mind was changing as well. Or was recovering after having changed
maybe? It took effort to remember he was a he, she felt more natural
already. Why did she... why did he come to his Mom's room to get away?
She should have still naturally sought out her own room right? He, his!
What was happening to her?
"Well, I'm definitely not Jose anymore..." she said softly. As she said
these words, she felt a weird wave of happy reconciliation surge through
her body. It made her squirm in pleasure slightly and sigh happily.
"My name is Gabriella," she said happily, and another wave of realization
washed happily over her. It wasn't too hard to deal with when she thought
about it. She could feel memories surging back into her mind, her
memories. Growing up poor, dropping out of school, giving birth to Jose,
that horrible car crash... it all came to her in a moment. All her happy
and sad memories focused in sharply for a moment and then receded to
wherever memories normally rest in one's mind. She let her hair down and
shook it out, smiling as she felt her dark brown locks bounce around her
head.
She ran her hands over her body and smiled even wider. She was beautiful
and sexy. She pulled her dress off and marvelled at her beautiful body.
She hadn't been wearing anything under the dress... for a moment that
fact seemed bizarre and scandalous to her, but then she wondered why she
felt that way. She shrugged and admired her self in her full length
mirror for a while.
She posed, bent forward, lay down, spread her legs, turned around and
bent over. She mussed up her hair and tossed it around. She felt herself
getting aroused as she watched her huge, perfect boobs bounce around and
wobble in the different poses, and even gasped a little in surprise at
how nice and round her butt was.
She fondled herself and was shocked at the pleasure she felt from her
breasts, especially her nipples. She suddenly had the memory of breast
feeding Jose when he was a baby. The sensation had made her go so crazy
that she usually had to masturbate as soon as she put him down after
nursing him to sleep. She remembered feeling guilty about this at first,
before reading that it was natural and common.
"I wish I'd had work today, now I'm all worked up and have no outlet..."
she said out loud. As soon as she said these words she paused for a
second. Work? What was she talking about? What did she even do for a
living...
Another wash of memories hit her, this time, like a truck. She remembered
when she had first started working as a sex worker after her parents had
died. She remembered when she met Raphael Ilano and Bernard Johnson, and
how they changed her life. They wanted her to themselves, and had been
paying her for decades now to service them personally. She only had to
work for a few hours in the middle of the day, taking care of their needs
while they were at their office. She had a formal role at that company,
whose name she hadn't even cared to learn, as a Personal Assistant to Mr.
Ilano and Mr. Johnson.
She remembered going out with them in the evenings, telling her son or
anyone else that she was going drinking with friends. In reality, she was
going to hotel rooms with Mr. Ilano and Mr. Johnson and servicing their
every need. Having access to a bed allowed for more options than a
boardroom, office, or closet, and it was well away from prying eyes that
may expose the men's activities to their wives.
Over the years, she had gone from a respectable salary for a real
personal assistant to a 6 figure salary. She had always worried that as
she got older they would tire of her and replace her, but somehow they
seemed to enjoy her more the more she aged. Recently, Bernard had taken
to calling her "Mommy" when he fucked her, despite being almost 20 years
older than her. And she had liked it, a lot.
Many people would not want to live their whole life as some rich old
dudes' fuck toy, but Gabriella enjoyed it a lot. She liked the lack of
commitment, the financial independence it granted her, the free time it
afforded her. Lately, they had been talking about retirement. Her
retirement. They recognized that the older they got the less likely they
would have needs of someone with her... rapaciousness. They had said she
was welcome to stay on and "work" as long as she wanted, but wouldn't
begrudge her if she wanted to retire and find someone younger to satisfy
her crazy high sex drive. Honestly, the idea appealed to her a lot, but
she was conflicted. Without them she would need to go back to bar
crawling, which she hated. Although if she retired she would have all the
free time anyone could ever want, and she was already set up financially
to love a comfortable life. She could spend time with her son, relax and
not worry about the future...
"My son... that's weird to think..." she giggled. She then tensed up
slightly. She remembered what she had been going through as him, the
crisis of identity. She wondered if that affected this new Jose. She
wondered if he had the other thoughts she'd had as him... about... well,
her.
"Maybe I should go check up on him..." As she thought this she felt
herself getting aroused. She remembered that since she had the week off,
because her benefactors were away on business, that she hadn't been
fucked at all today. She squeezed her legs together in frustration. With
them out of town for so long she didn't have either of her sexual
partners around, and she had needs. Needs that required daily attention.
Her thoughts turned to her son: she remembered the times she had caught
him checking her out, feeling a warm surge of pride that she could catch
his eyes so easily. She had been dressing in revealing clothing for as
long as his eyes had expressed interest in her body. She loved the
feeling of his eyes wandering over to her large chest, to her big
breasts. She squeezed them together slightly and thought maybe... no. She
couldn't think of him that way. Life is hard enough for him, he doesn't
need to fend off his horny nympho mother. That would definitely fuck him
up.
"But wait... when I was him I wanted me so badly I wanted to be me..."
she remembered, brightening up slightly. "I wonder if this new him is the
same..."
She bit her lip and rubbed her legs together for a while, considering her
options. She should just go out like she used to and find a guy to fuck.
She hadn't done that in years, preferring the familiarity of her two
consistent sexual partners. All of her bar hopping friends either had
moved away or were married now, even the guys. While she's sure some of
them would cheat on their spouses with her, she didn't like doing that
unless she got paid. And she didn't want to mess up anyone's life.
"It would really be better for both of us if he wanted this... as much as
I dooo," she squirmed at the thought, turned out by the idea of him
wanting her. She considered masturbating instead, but knew it would only
make things worse.
Finally, she took some initiative and got up. She opened her closet and
picked out a sheer red nighty she didn't normally wear around the house.
It hugged her curves tightly and was almost totally transparent. Her big
erect nipples were clearly visible through the material, and her little
shaved pussy was almost totally visible. She bit her lip and caressed her
big tits for a moment while she built up the courage to do what she had
in mind next. After a couple moments she moaned in excited frustration
and left her room.
Jose was standing right there in the hallway, clearly on his way over to
check up on her. He was looking right at her, eyes as wide as saucers.
"Whoa! Uh h-hey M-m-mom?!" he stammered. She looked at him: he was
obviously overwhelmed by the sight of her. She felt a huge wave of
relief, and growing excitement. This Jose wanted his mother too. She
smiled at him seductively and strutted over to him. She leaned forward
against him and ran her fingers down his chest.
"Mommy is lonely in her room all by herself... would you mind coming to
keep her company?" she purred in her sexy little voice at him. Her big
breasts were compressed against his chest, her nipples poking into him
excitedly. She writhed against him rhythmically as spoke.
"S-s-s-sure! Sure thing!" he said, looking like he just won the lottery.
She smiled and took him by the hand and led him into her room.
"Take your clothes off hun, they just get in the way in bed." she said
while looking right into his eyes and smirking evilly. She squeezed one
of his arms gently as she said this and let her other hand start dragging
down his body from his chest down towards his waist, only to stop at the
top of his jeans and pull away. She stepped away from him and sashayed
over to the bed and lay down invitingly. She looked at him expectantly
and stroked the bed beside her with her hand.
Jose pulled his shirt over his head and undid and discarded his jeans as
fast as possible. He bent over and pulled his socks off, then stood up
and started walking towards the bed. Right as he was about to climb in,
Gabriella put up her hand and stopped him, pushing firmly against his
covered hips.
"Not so fast!" she rebuked him. He looked like a deer caught in the
headlights, probably wondering if he had somehow misinterpreted the
scenario. She raised her hands to the waist of his boxers and pulled them
down a little.
"Take these off if you want to lay with Mommy. I want to see your nice
cock again." She licked her lips exaggeratedly after saying this, and
then unexpectedly moaned as memories of sucking big thick cocks flooded
into her brain. Cum shooting out of them, onto her face, onto her tits,
into her mouth. Rubbing the big cocks against her face, licking the semen
off her own body and slurping the remainder off the big cocks. She jolted
at pleasure at these thoughts and hardly noticed Jose take off the
offending garment.
Suddenly his nice cock was right in her face. She could tell he was fully
hard because, well, she used own that cock. It had never looked big
enough to her when she had been the one carrying it around, but seeing it
from this perspective, it looked perfect. 7 inches erect and very thick.
She groaned in anticipation and pulled him onto the bed. He landed on his
side and she pushed him onto his back.
Then she sat up and climbed over his body until his cock was right in her
face. She breathed on it heavily a bit and Jose squirmed underneath her.
He was saying all kinds of things as she prepared to take him, but she
wasn't even able to focus on the words. She needed this cock so badly,
her body was trembling. The knowledge that it was her own son's pushed
her almost over the edge.
Slowly, she lowered her lips to his cock and started running them up and
down his shaft, giving him small little sucking kisses all the way down
and back up again. Then she repeated this process with her tongue, slowly
licking all the way down and around his thick cock and back up again. The
noises coming out of her son were desperate, impossibly horny. She had
teased them both long enough.
She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and slowly lowered her
face down into it, so that his thick penis slid all the way into her
mouth and started down her throat. She moaned loudly, the noise muffled
by the mouthful of cock. The four things that could make her cum had
always been her clit rubbing, a big cock hitting the back of her throat,
a mouth eagerly sucking her nipples, and of course a nice hard dick
ramming into her tight little pussy. As she thought this her mind was
suddenly flooded with memories of previous orgasms, and she started
aggressively bobbing her head up and down on her son's thick cock,
slurping and deep throating him as much as possible. The suction of her
lips, tightness of her mouth and throat, and her overall eagerness and
aggression was too much for Jose and Gabriella heard him say very
suddenly:
"Mom I'm going to- ooohhhh ugghhhhh"
She felt oddly proud that he had tried to warn her, but also amused that
he thought he needed to. As the cum pumped into her throat she pulled it
back into her mouth so she could taste some it. So warm, so sticky and
salty. She fucking loved the taste of cum, and her son's was the best
she'd ever tasted. She pushed his still spasming cock back into her
throat and after a couple cum filled thrusts she felt herself starting to
orgasm also. Her hand had reflexively found its way back to her clit and
she fingered herself through a powerful orgasm, with a mouth full of her
son's cock and cum.
As her orgasm subsided, she swallowed the remainder of his cum and
climbed up onto him, over his waist. He looked up at her in surprise. She
grinned widely and reached down and wrapped her fingers around his
manhood, as she lowered herself onto him. His thick cock stretched her
pussy lips apart pleasantly as she forced the thick rod in.
"OHH! Oh Jose your cock is so wonderful and thickkk. Mmmmm Mommy loves
the way you feel inside herrrrr," she gasped and moaned as she said this.
Suddenly she felt her son's hands grab her ass assertively. She looked
down at him in appreciative surprise as he started to aggressively pound
her little tight pussy from below. She cried out in pleasure, revelling
in the look of lust and sexual aggression on her normally timid, sad
son's face. They both needed this.
Gabriella managed to free her tits amid this rabid fucking, and lowered
them towards her son's face. His hands shot up off her ass and onto her
huge breasts. He started moaning loudly in appreciation.
"Jose... take one of them... in your mouth..." she managed to gasp out
breathlessly as she took over pounding her son, impaling herself
wonderfully with each thrust.
Jose eagerly wrapped his lips around his mother's nipple and began to
suck. This was too much for Gabriella, and she screamed out in pleasure
as she came, hard. She bucked up and down violently, and as she came she
felt his cock spasm inside her and shoot even more cum into her body.
"Yessssssss" she screamed out as her son filled her pussy with his seed.
After a few more moments of blissful orgasm, she collapse onto her sons
body. As she came back to reality, she pulled herself off his cock and
flopped down beside him, exhausted.
"Mom... that was... that was so incredible," he moaned as she rolled
towards him to snuggle.
"From now on sweetie you sleep in here with me. Mommy's going to retire
next week and she's going to need you to stay home and take care of her."
"Take care of you? What do you mean? Are you sick?" he said, his voice
full of obvious concern. She chuckled slightly. Her sweet little naive
boy.
"Take care of Mommy's needs sweetie. Mommy will need your nice cock a
couple times a day..." she whispered in his ear. Jose smiled with obvious
relief.
"Oh that sounds... Mom that sounds wonderful..."
With that they snuggled for a while, basking in the new energy in their
relationship. Gabriella felt so happy. For a moment she thought of that
wonderful pink stone, and while Jose was asleep she got up and checked
his room. No sign of it, no sign of the packaging either. Not even in the
garbage. In this new, better reality, she had always been a woman. She
smiled to herself and hugged her breasts tightly against herself, smiling
as a pleasant moan escaped her.
She had a life she could fully enjoy now.
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