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Happenstance: A chance happening or event. A chance situation, especially one producing a good result.

Fuck! I thought, when my mother, Jasmine, told me that we were now under a national lockdown because of a global pandemic. I guess I could understand as to the reason why; but in all honesty, the only thing that I was worried about, at that moment, was if this emergency was going to hinder me from getting laid once more.

Okay, call me selfish, but listen; I'm a horny eighteen-year-old that just discovered how much he likes sex, and thankfully, my girlfriend, Melody, enjoys it as much as I do.

It also doesn't hurt that she’s one hot fox. At five foot six, with a little waist and a 34B chest, along with light skin, long black hair, and blue eyes, she’s all my faves. I think you can see what I mean.

But I guess I should also mention she was the first girl to give me a blow job, (along with letting me feel what it's like to slip my thick, hard cock inside a sweet eighteen-year-old woman's vagina!) And not just that; she also taught me how to eat pussy!  Yeah, I know. How many girls would do that?

I must say, watching her thrash around and whimper just before I would make her give up her cum, gets me hard every time.

So, as you can see, I was genuinely worried when the next time would be before I could feel her wonderful pussy wrapped around my cock once more, so I didn't waste any time and asked, "So, Mom... Umm. This lockdown -- you think that it will only last for a couple of days?"

Behind those baby blues, Mom said, "I don't know, honey, but your father can't even fly home, right now, because of this mess."

Pfft. Like I gave a shit if Dad could come home or not! All he's done since I finished high school is ride my ass as to when I would be getting a job. Shit, doesn't he know I got better things to do, right now? Like, eat pussy and fuck. But I kept my emotions in check and played along by sounding sincere when I replied, "Oh, that's terrible, Mom."

"Yes... I just hope he'll be able to manage being stuck, by himself, in Germany."

Yeah, all by his lonesome. At least I won't be the only person not getting a nice piece of ass, today. Speaking of which, I thought, as my eyes wandered over her firm rear-end that was tucked under her black spandex pants, Mom does have a nice tush!

My mother, at thirty-eight, was strikingly pretty herself. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, and very fit body, since if she wasn't doing her regular ‘mom’ chores she would be either out jogging or doing some exercise shit.  Hence, the spandex she had on. Well, that and a tight, black half-sports top that kept her 36C breasts in place while she jumped around.

"So, exactly what does this lockdown mean? We can’t go outside, at all?" I expressed.

"No. You can go out to get the necessary things you need, like food and toiletries. You just can't socialize in a group or visit people."

I played dumb and said, "But I can still see Melody, right?"

"Sorry, Cory. I'm afraid that’s out of the question."

"But Mom, it's not like we haven't been hanging together, already."

"Sorry, you just can't risk it right now. Besides, I'm sure it won't be for that long anyway; so, you should be able to handle being away from her for a short time."

Well, that short time turned into weeks and then months, and here we are now coming up on a fucking half a year!  Six glooming months with me stuck at home alone with Mom, and not getting my dick wet, at all! 

Okay, sure, I was still whacking off from time to time in my room, but let's face it. Nothing, and I mean nothing, beats the feeling of having your cock buried deep inside a warm wet vagina!

I was getting to the point that if this kept up much longer, I would lose my mind from the lack of sex.

The following day I was determined to have another talk with my mother about seeing Melody; only as I turned the corner that led into the living room, I caught Mom doing her morning exercise routine.

My mother had done her exercises like this every morning for as long as I can remember, so this wasn't something new for me to have seen.

However, what was new was the fact that I felt my dick getting rock hard now, after watching her ass and tits bounce and jiggle around while she did her workout.

Fuck me! I thought, as I looked down in shock as to how visible my rigid dick was, protruding outwardly in my shorts. What kind of a son gets hard from watching his mother exercise? That's just sick. This lockdown is turning me into some kind of a pervert!

That was the last straw for me, and I knew I needed to get laid before these immoral thoughts got any worse. So, while Mom was bending over, legs straight, with her ass towards me, touching her toes, I hoarsely said, "Listen, Mom, I really need to spend some time with Melody. This shit is killing me!"

Mom straightened up before walking towards me, using a towel to rub the sweat from the middle of her black, deep v-cut sports bra that exposed most of her nicely tanned cleavage, and replied, "Cory! Watch your mouth! And we already had this talk, didn't we?"

"Okay, I'm sorry. But you don't understand; it's important, Mom. It really is."

Mom put her hand on a bent hip and said, "How so?"

How so?  How so... Fuck... Think! Fucking think, dammit! I thought; but was drawing a blank as to how to explain it reasonably. But as I struggled with what to say, two things happened. First, I couldn't stop staring at Mom's glorious breasts still glistening with her sweat. Second, I noticed Mom's eyes glancing down at my stiff member, which only added to me being tongue-tied.

"Earth to Cory," I heard Mom say, with a half-smirk on her beautiful face.

"Sorry, Mom. I...  Errr."

"It's fine, honey," Mom quickly replied. "You know this lockdown hasn't been easy for me either, with your father being away too, so believe me when I tell you I can relate to what you're going through."

I don't think you can. I thought.  But maybe I was wrong.  Is Mom hinting to me that she is also missing sex?

I wasn't sure, since what she said could have meant several things, and said, "Not the same, Mom. You can face-time with Dad on your laptop. Mine has been broken now, for months!"

"What about your phone?"

"The screen is too small to..." I stopped short of finishing that sentence, since explaining to her how it's almost impossible to try and have virtual sex with your girlfriend over the phone was something I sure didn't want to share.

I mean, yeah, it can be done; but hard as shit to enjoy it, when you or your girlfriend would have to find a place far enough away to set your phone down on to show your entire body. The image then is so tiny once you did, that it almost makes it impossible to know who the other person is on the other end of the phone!

"What about the screen?" I heard, and swallowed hard, realizing I’d just backed myself into a corner.

"Nothing, Mom. Just forget about it," I said, and started to walk away.

"Wait!" Mom replied, and then huffed, "Listen, how about I let you borrow my laptop when you want to ‘talk’ to Melody? Would that make things better?"

I blushed when she put the word ‘talk’ in air quotes with her fingers, but also pondered over what she said.

This wasn't what I was hoping to hear, but I felt it was a small step in the right direction and nodded.

"Okay, then, it's settled," she replied, and I went on my merry way.

Only, that evening when I felt a little horny, I decided to venture down to my parents' bedroom to ask if I could borrow her computer, and was shocked when I heard Mom moaning lightly behind her closed bedroom door.

Quietly I put my ear to the door and listened; I couldn't believe what I heard coming from inside her room.

"Yes, Donald! Mmm, Keep stroking your cock just like that. Oh yes... Oh, God! It's making me so wet seeing you jerk off like that; just look how wet my fingers are from tickling my clit. Keep going, love! Keep going! Oh, you're going to make me come soon. Oh, fuck!"

"Holy fuck..." I whispered to myself, as my cock grew quickly when I realized Mom was having virtual sex with my father over her laptop. As her moaning continued, I couldn't stop picturing her on her back, naked, flicking her fingers over her little bud.

My hand unwillingly went to my stiff dick and, without hesitation, started to stroke on it slowly while in my foggy state, envisioning these unthinkable images of my mother. At the same time, she and Dad played their little sex game.

"Oh, Donald!  Oh, honey! I'm so fucking horny. I need something inside me. Please let me slide my fingers into my pussy. I need to come now!

I couldn't help but make soft grunting sounds myself, as my hand went faster over my swollen wood. Mom had me all worked up, and whether I liked it or not, I would come soon, myself.

The volume on the laptop wasn't loud enough for me to make out what my dad was saying back, but I couldn't hold back anymore when Mom whined, "Yes! Oh fuck, they’re so deep. So deep! I'm coming. I'm coming!!!"

"Shit... Oh shit!!!  Oh, Christ!  Ugh.  Ugh.  Ugh!"  I grunted, as I heard my mother moaning from her climax. I could picture her body thrashing around on her bed while her fingers brought her to ecstasy.

Legs were shaking, body quivering. I almost fell over from coming so hard, and even though I knew it was so wrong to have sinfully enjoyed this new taboo experience I had performed in secret, I sinfully found myself wanting to explore more of these wicked sexual involvements with my mother.

Fuck, this is getting worse, I thought as I tiptoed back to my room; only right when I was about to open my bedroom door, I heard my mother say, "Cory?"

I felt a cold shiver race through my body as I turned and saw my mother peeking partially out her doorway, wrapped in a silky black robe.

"Were you just at my door?" I heard her say, and swallowed hard when she fully stepped out, revealing to me how short her robe was when I noticed half of her bare upper thigh.

"Well?" Mom said, as she crossed her arms while shifting her right foot just a tad forward, causing her robe to part a little up the middle, revealing her inner thigh now.

My eyes couldn't help but fixate on her bare, well-toned upper leg, and as I fought with wanting to see more of my mother's hidden flesh, I just nodded when I said, "Sorry, Mom, I wasn't aware you were... You know, doing that stuff with Dad, so I was going to wait in my room until you finished."

I hoped that it was a sign that Mom had bought into the bullshit I was spreading, when she paused for a second before saying, "Honey, you don't have to be so shy about it. I mean, you must be aware that everyone needs some sexual release now and then. Especially, since all this stuff has happened."

Okay, I realized this was a mother trying to defuse the awkwardness her son was showing. Only I'm sure she thought my timidness was from what I heard, and not from what I was doing beforehand and what I was thinking now, seeing her in such undress.  Truthfully, what I wanted to tell her was how fucking hot she looked at that moment, with the entire top half of her body primarily visible clear down from the middle of her chest to the tightly fastened belt, but instead I blurted out, "Yeah. I know people do that, Mom. I just never pictured you being one of those people... You know, doing that kind of stuff with Dad."

Mom laughed heartily, causing more of her flesh to become exposed since the belt loosened up a little, and said, "Well, doing that is much better than masturbating alone, wouldn't you agree?"

Wouldn't I agree? Of course, I agreed with that. Shit, I would have to be a fucking eunuch not to agree with what she just said. Still, once again, I played it as if I wasn't okay with her talking in that manner, since it was becoming evident my cock was starting to harden once more from looking at Mom's sexy figure and I said, "Okay, Mom. I get your point."

Mom chuckled, "Still uncomfortable, I see. Okay, we won't discuss it anymore. Give me a minute, and I'll hand you the laptop."

"That's okay, Mom. I think I'll pass on using it tonight."

"You sure?"

"Mhm," I replied quickly, knowing my dick was fully stiff now and just wanting to get inside my room.

I barely heard Mom say it was okay as I dashed inside my room and closed the door. Stripping off my clothes and cum-stained undershorts, I quickly lay back on my bed while my hand hastily jerked on my super-hard cock.

"Fuck..." I croaked, as my hand slid up and down my shaft.

 Oh fuck, she got me so hot. Those tits!  God, that body!  Shit, her legs!  Oh Christ!  Oh, fuck! I thought, as my mind filled in the blanks as to what was hiding behind Mom's little robe, while whacking off.

Eyes closed, mouth open, I heaved off the bed as my hand went faster and faster over my shaft, bringing myself closer to having another sinful orgasm from picturing my mother.

"Oh fuck, Mom..." I moaned quietly, once the first signs of me coming were felt. I knew this was so wrong, but I couldn't deny it to myself anymore; how fucking hot it was to be coming from envisioning Mom in her sexy robe. And just when I was at the cusp of exploding, I heard, "Oh God, Cory, I didn't..."

My eyes shot open, and as my hand kept jerking feverishly over my shaft, I could only look at my mother as she stood frozen in front of my door, still wearing her little black robe while holding her laptop and staring wide-eyed right at my throbbing cock!

“Mmmom...” I moaned, as I held my cock hard while looking back at her most seductive appearance as I came. Spurting over and over again, I huffed and heaved as my mother gazed open-mouthed at what I was doing.

Was it from the excitement of seeing her sexy, most fuckable body standing so close while I climaxed, or from disbelief that this just happened? I didn't know, but I couldn't stop myself from calling out, "Mom! Mmmom! Oh, ffffuck, Mom!" while stroking out the last of my cum before crashing my head back onto the bed, since I was just about ready to pass out from the intoxication.

Huffing, I covered my hands over my spent dick while trying to ease myself up once more, and heard Mom implore, "Cory, I'm so sorry! I should've knocked."

"Please …ha. ha. ha," I croaked softly, still feeling the after-effects of having such a climax. "Just leave, Mom." 

But Mom didn't leave; instead, she turned halfway around and walked backwards towards my bed and, once there, surprisingly, sat on the edge next to my waist. Still facing away from me, she said, "Listen, I know this must be embarrassing for you, but honey, it's okay."

Weak and still out of breath, I managed to sit up on my elbows and implored, "Mom I... I don't want to talk about this right now."

With that, Mom set the laptop down by my feet, before turning her head and looking into my eyes.

We just gazed at each other without saying a word, before she turned her body around, leaned over, and kissed my cheek while resting her right hand lightly on my upper thigh, inches away from my spent dick.

I swear it moved from her touch, and not just a little, as the thrill of having her hand so close to my cock sent unthinkable thoughts throughout my body.

Mom's hand gently moved, a smidgen at a time, on my thigh in a circular motion, as she backed away and looked into my eyes once more. I could feel my heart racing as my eyes glanced down from her face and onto the opening in her robe, taking in her forbidden flesh once more.

Fuck I knew it was wrong. So wrong to be having these sinful feelings, but I couldn't help it. I was lost in this new lustful state for my mother, and found myself wanting, no, needing to feel her soft skin in my hands.

My cock jumped again when I felt Mom's hand grasp my thigh, causing me to look back into her eyes while my sexual desire heightened even more.

But as I glanced at her face, something looked different. Her expression had changed; and it didn't take long for me to realize it was a look of desire I was seeing.

Heart pounding, dick hardening, and breath racing, my body reacted quickly to what I perceived between us.

However, my mind wasn't as sure, since I also felt scared, happy, mad, and excited all at the same time. I couldn't take it. I had to do something. Right or wrong, I made my move and slowly placed my right hand on top of Mom's that was on my thigh, causing her to look down while my left hand took hold of my swollen shaft once more.

Mom's mouth parted as I slowly stroked on my dick again, and I took that as a sign she wanted this to continue. Steadily, I eased her hand closer to my wood, while I stroked it with more vigor and heard her whisper, "Cory, I..."

Her words faded away as her finger lightly touched the base of my groin, before I moved her entire hand on top of it, causing her hand to encircle around it.

Mom didn't say a word as her hand, on its own, gradually went up and down my shaft, causing me to moan softly, "Oh, Mom..."

"It's so big," Mom faintly said, as her hand more diligently stroked my pole.

Now, I didn't say a word as I leisurely reached for her robe and calmly parted it open, until those marvelous breasts of hers popped out from their hiding place.

Glorious! Fantastic! What a sight! I thought as my hand ever so patiently reached for them.

I was so fucking hard and hot for sex now I couldn't stop this from happening even if I wanted to!

Mom's hand quickened its pace when I took hold of her melons and squeezed them for the first time, causing her to moan loudly in sexual pleasure. A pleasure I was willing to give her, and hopefully more, before the night was over.

However, as my cum rose quickly to the top of my swollen head, I felt her hand suddenly stop, midstroke.

"Nnno. Oh, God! No, no, no-no-no!" my mother announced, as she stood up quickly. Her face that was once filled with lust and desire now appeared to be filled with fear and shock.

"Oh, God! What was I doing? Oh, God! Oh, God!" Mom shouted, as she covered herself up and pulled the belt tight on her waist.

"Mom?" I questioned, as she grabbed her laptop and ran out of my room.

"Fuck..." I whispered, realizing things would be different between us.

It took some time before sleep caught up with me. Most of that night, I contemplated how I could fix this, and I awoke the following day still perplexed with the same problem; only the truth was, I didn't want to fix it. I wanted it to continue. I could still feel my mother's hand stroking lovingly over my cock while I squeezed her beautiful breasts, and it wasn't long before I was masturbating to those images, once more.

My God, her hand! It felt so good and nasty having my mother jerking me off like that.

I was so close to coming, again. I wanted to have her make me come in my mind.

Yes, this is it. I thought, fantasizing I was going to come in my mother's palm.

Beep! Beep! Beep! I heard.

"Fuck!" I said, still holding my throbbing cock in my hand as I checked my cell phone. It was my Melody, and I answered it.

"Hello," I said, slowly stroking my wood.

"Why didn't you call me, last night? I waited up until midnight."

"Sorry, love, I got sidetracked with Mom," I said, stroking my cock a little quicker. "We can do it now if you want. I'm already hard."

"Oh, so now you’re horny. Well, since I wasn't a priority last night, you'll just have to jerk off by yourself, now."

"Come on, honey. Don't be like that. I wanted to call you. Honest."

"Let's go, Melody; we’re leaving," I heard her father yelling in the background.

"I got to go."

I didn't even get a chance to say another word before I heard the phone go dead.

Shit! Now she's even pissed. This day is already starting off bad I thought as I sat up, no longer in a mood to continue.

Slowly I got dressed and embraced what might happen once I left my room; I cautiously ventured down the stairs.

Sure enough, Mom was doing her morning routine, wearing a grey crop-top with an off-the-shoulder neckline, 3/4 length sleeves, black romper shorts with suspender straps, and I hoarsely said, "Mom."

“Ha!... Ha!... Ha!... One second, Cory. Let me finish these lasts reps," Mom said, legs spread wide while she bent over, touching one toe and then the next.

I stayed motionless as I watched her sweet, tight hiney, almost visible by how the material crammed into the crack of her ass, as she bent over and over. Fuck, I was already hard when I wished I could go over there, and squeeze her tush in both my hands.

"Okay," Mom said, taking her towel and wiping the sweat from her brow as she walked over, while my mouth watered and dick hardened when I noticed her stiff nipples poking through the tightly-fitted top. My God, they looked so delicious like that! Almost begging to be licked, flickered, and sucked on.

"Well?" Mom said.

"Um... Yeah. I just wanted to say… I'm so sorry for last night."

"Stop right there, Cory." Mom hissed. "I think we both got a little carried away last night. Truthfully, I can't blame us for that happening, with all that has taken place over the last six months, so let's just forget about it and start fresh, okay?"

I felt so relieved when I heard that, I couldn't help but hug her hard, smashing my already stiff dick right into her mound.

However, at the time, I hadn't realized where my dick was when I cheerfully said, "That sounds great, Mom!"

But I'm sure she did, by how she quickly pushed me away and, with some hesitation in her voice, replied, "Okay. Well... Um... That's that, then. Let me go change, and I'll make us some breakfast."

"Alright, Mom," I said, realizing I had almost gotten myself into another hot mess.

God, that's it. I have to get laid, and fast. I thought of feeling that if that happened, everything would go back to normal, and these crazy, sex-crazed notions would finally leave my mind.

So, after a less than talkative breakfast with my mother, I raced back to my room and waited until noon before making my desperate attempt by sneaking out of my bedroom window. Hopefully, Melody wouldn't still be pissed at me, and would be more open to having a nice long fuck, for real, in her bedroom.

Yeah, I know; I was taking a big chance doing that with her father being home. But this wouldn't be the first time we've done something like this, since I've snuck over at night in the past while both our parents were sleeping. 

"Good, they're home," I said to myself when I noticed their car parked in the driveway and stealthfully made my way into their backyard. With my body hunched over, I hugged the side of the house, making my way towards Melody's bedroom window, hoping it was still unlatched as it usually was;, only, once I was under the windowsill, I could hear sounds coming from inside her room.

Slowly I eased my head up, and was in a state of dismay when I saw Melody, my wonderful girlfriend, naked, gyrating that marvelous pussy of hers on top of her father while he was rubbing his little girl's tits.

Fuck me... I thought, as I heard Melody whining, " Oh yes, Daddy! Oh, I'm going to come!"

If that wasn't enough of a shocker, I then noticed they weren't alone. Melody's mother was standing (naked, also) beside them, playing with her pussy saying, "Give it to her, John! Make your little girl come!"

I ducked my head down and crashed my ass on the grass while I contemplated what was happening inside my girlfriend's bedroom.

Shocked, mad, and upset were the emotions that I felt, but surprisingly I didn't feel sad, not in the slightest.

Why? Why wasn't I feeling hurt? I should be, shouldn't I?  I thought about it and then came to rationalize my true feelings for her were not of love, but lust and want.

So, what do I do now? Do I tell her this? Do I expose what I saw?  My mind was all over the place!

"Oh, yes! Yes, Daddy! I'm coming! I'm coming!" I heard coming from inside.

Well, hearing that only got me more pissed; and in my state of mind, I eased back up and snapped a quick photo with my phone of her father now standing next to the bed while she was bent over it getting her pussy nicely fucked. I have to say the expression on both of their faces clearly showed how they were climaxing right at the moment.

I started to walk away, still feeling pissed. Not because of what they were doing, but because I was no better off than before, since it was apparent I was the only one in this relationship that was suffering from not getting laid.

I was just about at my front door when I decided to give her a call, and of course, the phone went right to voice mail, so I said, "Hey Melody, I decided to surprise you and maybe have a little fun, but I didn't want to wait around for your dad to finish fucking you, so I left. Oh, and by the way, I think it's obvious it's over with us, so no need for calling back; bye!"

It wasn't until I walked inside the house and saw my mother's astonishing appearance that I realized I had snuck outside originally.

Oh shit! I thought when my mom said, "You went outside? Where did you go?"

I sighed when I thought, Fuck it, and said, "I went over to Melody's."

Mom's face went red when she stomped her foot and yelled, "I told you that you couldn't go and do that!"

"Don't worry, Mom. I never got inside to see her anyways; and you also won't have to worry about me ever doing that, again."

As fast as Mom's face went red, it now appeared to be sincere when she asked, "Don't tell me. You two broke up?"

"Yeah. I guess you can say that," I said, right as my phone rang. Of course, it was Melody, and I made a 'pfft' sound when I hit the hang-up button.

"Was that her?"

"Yeah," I said as I walked past my mother. I think she realized I didn't want to talk about this anymore, because she didn't say a word as I went to my bedroom.

I sat in there the rest of the day, ignoring the multiple calls and voice messages Melody was leaving, while contemplating my situation.

Okay, call me a hypocrite for judging what she and her parents did, knowing full well I had my Mom stroke my dick while I felt her tits. But I don't think that was the issue that got me upset. I think it was because her parents were open to the idea of having sex with her, unlike the failed attempt I had experienced with my mother.

Shit, I think I really fucked this up I thought, now realizing if I hadn't called her and left that message in the heat of the moment as I did, I would probably be getting some pussy about now. Shit, it might have been even a fucking four-way by how nasty her parents acted in her room.

Well, I can't go back now. I contemplated, as depression started to set in when I concluded that having real sex with a woman was not an option, anymore.

"Cory!" Mom yelled. "Dinner is ready."

"Not hungry, Mom!"

"You have to eat something."

"I just want to be left alone, okay?" I yelled back, and thankfully that was the end of our conversation, for now.

However, around ten that night, I heard a light rap on my door followed by Mom saying, "Honey, can I come in?"

I was already in bed and had the covers over me when I gave her the okay to enter.

Mom, still dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a pink top, slowly walked over to my bed and said, “So… do you want to talk about it now?"

"No," I huffed.

"You'll feel better."

I chuckled lightly when I replied," No... I don't think I will."

"You won't know unless you try."

I could tell Mom wasn't going to let this go; so, instead of saying another word, I picked up my phone and loaded up the picture I took of Melody fucking her father, and watched the shocked appearance wash over my mother's face when I handed her my phone.

"Oh,… my goodness!" I heard Mom express.

"So, tell me how I'm going to feel better talking about that."

I'm not sure if Mom felt too weak to stand or wanted to be close to me, when she quickly sat by my side, still staring at the image when she said, “I'm... I'm so sorry, Cory. I... I don't know what to say to that."

"What can you say, Mom? That her entire family had a weak moment?"

Mom's eyes shot upward and looked at me, and she appeared stunned.

It didn't take long for me to figure out those were almost the exact words she had said this morning, and immediately said, "Oh... I didn't mean it like that, Mom. Really...  I'm sorry I said that. I'm just feeling a little depressed, right now.

Mom lightly touched my leg as she said, "I understand, honey."

She understands? She understands! How can she understand when she can still do virtual sex with Dad while I'm left with only my right hand?

Thankfully before I put my foot in my mouth and said something to her I would regret, Mom stood up and said before leaving, "Just try and get some sleep. I'm sure you'll start to feel better in a couple of days.”

Unlikely. I figured.

Well, those couple of days turned into a couple of weeks. I didn't even want to jerk off anymore, since all I could do is picture my ex-girlfriend getting hammered happily by her father -- while she probably was licking her mother while it happened.

If that wasn't bad enough, Mom put me on the phone with my father after telling him I had broken up with Melody. I could tell right off the bat Mom hadn't told him as to the reason why, when he said, "So, your mom tells me you're feeling down about Melody."

"You can say that."

"Well, I would suggest you keep yourself busy by helping your mother around the house. That should get your mind off things, at least until you can get a real job."

"Yeah. Thanks, Dad," I said, as I handed my mother her phone back.

I guess Mom overheard what fatherly advice he gave me, because as I walked away I could hear her say, "I asked you to cheer him up, Donald, not make him feel worse!"

I have to say, Mom was genuinely showing an interest in my wellbeing, but it wouldn't be until the following week that I finally got to see how much!

It started off as a typical evening, sitting at the dinner table and getting ready to eat our meal. Of course, I was still feeling very dreary over my predicament, when Mom all of a sudden said, "Still feeling down, I see."

I gave my usual nod as I slumped to the right side, holding my head in my right hand while I played with my food.

"So, I have this idea." I heard Mom say while I looked in her direction.

"I think it might help you snap out of this depression you’re feeling."

"Okay. What might that be?"

"I can't get into the details right now, but tonight you'll see."

"Tonight? Why tonight?" I replied, very puzzled as I straightened up in my chair.

"I'm sure you'll understand as to why when the time comes, but you'll have to wait until then."

Now I was inquisitive and racked my brain all through dinner, right up to when I went to bed and waited, impatiently.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in," I said, as I lay back on my bed.

My door opened slowly as I gandered upon my mother standing in my doorway wearing that hot little sexy robe of hers, before she very seductively strolled inside and, in a flirty tone, said, "So… I've been told that you and Melody are not a thing, anymore…  Is that true?"

"What the hell? You already know the answer to that, Mom."

My mother shook her head slowly as she proceeded to come a little closer and hiss, “I'm sorry, I think you're confusing me with someone else. My name is Jasmine."

Jasmine? Of course, your name is Jasmine, I thought, and then the light finally went on in my head.

Fuck! Mom's role-playing with me! "Yeah, Jasmine, you heard right. We’re not a couple, anymore."

"Well, Cory, I don't know if you've noticed, but I've had my eye on you for a while, now."

"You have?” I said, and saw her nod as she stood at the foot of my bed.

"So, tell me, Cory… Do you like what you see?" I heard my mother say, as she ever so slowly opened the robe, baring her completely naked body to me, causing my mouth to drop in astonishment.

Holly fuck! She was showing me those luscious tits of hers once more; and as she completely removed the robe -- letting it puddle at her feet -- I took the opportunity to explore her entire sexy figure while my dick went super hard.

"You're a goddess, Jasmine," I said, as I gandered over my mother's bare pussy before noticing she was seductively massaging her breasts in her hands.

"I see I've made an impression. Mmm, I'm glad you like it. But why don't you show me that big, hard cock of yours, so I can see exactly how much you like it."

Quickly I stripped my pants and shirt off while I watched as my mother's right hand gingerly traced down her body, until it was slowly tickling her clit, while her other hand was tweaking her left breast, now, and then heard her say, "Stroke it for me. Stroke that big dick of yours!"

Wow! I mean, Wow! I couldn't believe this was happening, and as I stroked my pecker in sync with my mother toying with her twat, I heard her hiss, "Mmm, that's it, Cory. Keep going. Oh fuck... Oh, God! Nnn. You're making me so wet doing that. Go faster. Faster!"

"Christ..." I groaned as I did what she asked, admiring how my mother's head tilted back just a little while her eyes focused on my dick. Her mouth parted when she sighed loudly, "Keep going. That's it! Faster, Cory! Faster! I want us to come together!

Faster and faster we both went, until we were masturbating franticly in a lustful state.

"Oh, Cory... Cory!" I heard my mother express, as her hand locked tightly over her mound while her knees bent inward, and she stood pigeon-toed with her body slightly bent forward.

"I'm coming! Christ! I'm coming!!!" she shouted, as her climax washed over her face.

"Oh fuck! Oh, fuck!” I croaked, as I came myself from seeing my mother in such a wicked sexual state of bliss; shooting my sperm high into the air as I clutched at my cock.

Panting and huffing, Mom braced herself on top of the foot of my bed, bent halfway over, as she worked the last of her climax out with her hand.

"Holy shit...” I gasped, as Mom stood upright, still panting, herself.

"I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did," Mom said, as she struggled to reach down to pick up her robe.

"You... Ha! Ha ha ha. …bet I did!"

"Mmm. I'm so glad to hear that. Then maybe, when ‘your Mom’ isn't around, we can do this again, sometime," my mother replied, apparently still staying in character as she put her robe back on.

"You bet we can!" I answered, before Mom turned and walked towards the door.

But just before she left, she stopped, looked over her shoulder, and whispered very seductively, "See you soon, lover."

"Lover! She called me her lover!  I thought, as Mom closed my door.

Needless to say, after cleaning up my mess, I had no trouble passing out, that night.

My god, I felt so alive come the following day! And as I rushed to take my morning shower, I could hardly wait to meet up with Mom and see if I could take this to the next level. By how hard Mom had come with me last night, I was sure she would be more than willing to explore more of this new incestuous excitement we both had shared.

Dressing quickly, I raced downstairs and walked up behind Mom, before taking hold of her hips while I pressed my cock between her ass cheeks, as she bent forward dressed in a pair of white spandex pants and a white sports bra.

Hastily Mom shot upright and turned around, yelling, "What the hell are you doing?"

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