Christmas Eve with Mom

My mother
It was xmas eve of 2021 when my world changed forever. When fantasy met reality and reality exceeded even my wildest fantasies. We all want things we cant have. Whether its money, distance, time or society standards something always stands in the way. What I wanted was more complex then that. She was the only person I wanted and was the only person I couldnt have. It was torture until it wasnt.

Who is she? She is everything to me. Shes my friend. My rock. Provider. At times my enemy. Shes the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Shes sexy. Confident. Fit. Well kept and groomed.

She is 5 4. Maybe 135. Slender legs leading up to a perfect bubble butt. Flat tummy from her good diet and exercise habits. Her skin is perfectly tanned and silky, her breasts an enhanced 30DD. Her brown hair rests on her shoulders and her dimples and brown eyes have been the object of obsession since i found my dick.

She, is Aubrey or aubs as dad called her. I had a crush on her since I was eleven. Weird feelings I didnt comprehend. I knew she was gorgeous. Everyone did. She did. I didnt know why but when fooling around in our swimming pool I loved how her skin felt.

Who exactly is she? Well….She, is my mother.

You read that right and I know how it sounds. I didnt choose to be this way. I try not to be this way. But I am. I dont know why.

As years went on my crush had evolved. I was beginning to masturbate and explore my body. Full puberty and Mom, now 35, was more gorgeous then ever. My friends had noticed and would tell me all the time. Pool days were torture. Seeing mom in her bikini drove me wild. Thank god my sun glasses could hide my wondering eyes.

She had become my obsession. Once I started cumming she was the one that would get me over the finish line. Even if I were watching porn my mind would wander to her. If she and dad were out of town or gone for long stretches I would masturbate with her nylons, lingerie, bra, etc. You name it and I came in it. I would lick her panties in her bed while masturbating with her bra.

It was unhealthy. Still is. But I couldnt help it. To make matters worse I had no one to confide in. Who could I tell? Not her. Not dad or my younger sister. Friends at school would think I was weird. Researching the topic of incest on the internet didnt help. It lead to more confusion, new forms of pornography and a deeper attraction to her.

With nowhere to turn I began writing fantasies about her. Id catch a glimpse of mom in spandex and write about it in my room. Id type a few paragraphs as my cock grew out of my shorts. Each time I would take the glimpse of her and turn it into a fantasy where we wound up in each others arms.

On the flip side my relationship with her was like that of any other teenager and their mother. I was a smart ass and didnt always listen. She would have to tell me multiple times to do things around the house. I needed to be corrected after half assing a household chore. On the surface I had a normal loving relationship with her and by extension my entire family. But below that surface was a boiling lust.

By 18 I had written at least a hundred storied about her. Some were like short novels with multiple chapters. In some we had been carrying on an affair. In others I would seduce her. I had fucked her next to my sleeping father, in our pool, her bed, my bed, our shower and in every hole.

I had come to grips with the fact that nothing would ever happen with us. I knew she would be a fantasy I could never live out. It didnt stop my desire for her but it no longer tortured my soul.

Which brings me to Xmas eve 2021. I mentioned earlier how my world changed forever. Im sure you can tell where this is headed but I assure you the details are worth reading.

That morning I made my way downstairs and found Mom in the kitchen. Her usual morning attire of gym shorts and a tank top and her hair in a bun. Im proud to say those particular shorts had been wrapped around my cock just a few weeks prior as I pummeled my cock with them.

Dad sat at the kitchen table having his morning coffee. A tall man, 6 ft 5. Still in good shape with no gut. Well trimmed beard w dark hair. A good looking man. He had to be to land someone like my mother. Luckily I looked a lot like him and at 15 I was closing in on 6 feet and growing rapidly.

Before I could sip my OJ dad had my days marching orders. No good morning, no hello, just orders.

“At 12:30 I am taking your sister to the christmas musical festival. We will meet you and your mother at grandma’s later. Your mother has a lot of cooking to get done so I expect you to help her load the car and be ready to leave when she is. No putzing around.”

I sipped my OJ and nodded my head slightly as I sat next to him. He was still talking but my eyes were glued to mom as she stretched to reach a bowl on the top shelf if the cabinet. She was up on her tippies and her tanktop slid up exposing her lower back. I had my next story.

“HEY,” dad yelled with a light slap to the back of my head. “You gotta be out of this house at 3:00, capische?”

“I got it dad. I will be ready to go.”

I spent the rest of the morning putzing around the house despite being told specifically not to putz around the house. I was still in my boxers when I heard dad and bailey (my sister) pull out the driveway.

Two quick knocks at my door and mom peeked her head in. “I ironed your clothes for you,” as she reached out and handed me a pair of slacks and a button down. “I am going to shower and do my hair. You should be dressed and ready by the time I get out.”

“Dad said we dont have to leave until 3 and its barely after 1230.”

Mom lowered eyes and smiled. Her dimples and sparkling eyes melted me. “Just promise youll do what I ask matty?”

Matty. It drove me crazy when she called me that.

“I’ll get in the shower now mom.”

I did as she asked. I showered. I brushed my teeth and got dressed. I even put gel in my hair. Everything but my socks and shoes. I could hear moms shower through her bedroom door as I made my way back into my room to get some gaming in. I loaded up my call of duty and tossed on my headset. I sat on the futon in my room and began firing away, passing time before having to leave.

Maybe 30-40minutes later I could see out of the corner of my eye mom standing in my doorway. Her hair dry and in a pony tail. A pink silk robe ran down to her mid thigh exposing her perfectly sculpted legs. Not a foot fetish person but moms were the exception. Perfectly groomed with pink nail polish to match.

I lowered one ear of the headset.

“Can you turn the game off?” Mom was somewhat stern. Tight would be a good way to describe her demeanor.

“But its only 1:30.”

She took a few steps in the room and stood in-front of the tv. She smelled magnificent. She looked even better. “Can you do as I ask?”

“Ugh….fine.” I turned the tv off. “Happy?”

“Not yet. I want to show you something.” Mom walked over to my desk. With her back to me she opened my laptop. The robe fit snugly around her and her ass looked perfectly round. She began clicking and clicking but I couldnt see what she was doing. She lifted the laptop off the desk and turned to me. She walked as close to me as she could and turned the laptop towards me so I could see the screen.

A word document with bold letters at the top. It read “Post Shower Fuck Fest with Mom.”

Moms feet where less then an inch from mine as she towered over me. I didnt know what to say so I thought of the first thing I could.

“I dunno what that is.”

“You dont? Theres got to be a hundred just like this. Do you want to see?”

“How did they get there?” I tried to sound convincing but I sounded scared like the young man I was. I could see in her face I was caught. When did she find these? Why was she confronting me now?

“You know how they got there.” Mom turned and walked back to the desk with the laptop and placed it down. She worked her way back to me and again was as close to me as she could be. I sat speechless as I looked up at her and she stared back. My legs began to shake as I was petrified . The silence in the room was deafening. I was sitting on the edge of the futon.

“Sit all the way back,” mom commanded. I was taken aback. Instinctively I obliged. I moved back and rested my back completely against the back of the couch.

Mom didnt move. She didnt say anything.

“Mom I dont know whats going on right now.”

Ignoring my words mom turned her back to me. Her hands once at her side lifted towards her stomach. I could see her tussling with the belt on the robe. From the side I could see the straps fall and the two sides come apart. She spread the robe out like a superheros cape and slowly spun around to face me.

Exposing her front to me in nothing but a white lace bra and the skimpiest white panties mom had a proud look on her face. Her tan skin in contrast to the white lingerie were the perfect match. Her tits barely fit in her bra. She slowly let the robe drop to the floor. Standing fully before me in her white lingerie my eyes widened. I shook with fear. A lump in my throat formed. I said something but it was so muffled under my breath she ignored it.

Without a word mom climbed up on me straddling me. She leaned forward and kissed my forehead. As she did her full weight was on me and my face just inches from her large breasts. She leaned back shifting her weight onto my crotch. Her perfectly round ass was right over my cock.

“M-m-mom…what are you? What are you doing?” I whispered like a frightened child.

“Dont say anything Matty. Dont touch anything.”

I kept my hands to the side. My breathing was slow and heavy. Mom put her hands on my cheeks. She brushed my hair with her hands and then placed them on my chest. She began slightly running her fingers up and down my chest. Her huge tits staring me in the face.

“I found these stories over a year ago. And I was mortified.” Her tone was deliberate. Calm.

“I even saw a therapist about it. She told me to get you into therapy immediately. Especially as I kept finding more and more stories. Finding out you were jerking into my clothing. Like the shorts I had on earlier.”

“I…i did not.” Mom motioned me to be silent.

“The more I talked to the therapist and the more of your stories I read-and I have read them all-the more troubled I got. Thats it, grow for me,” she said seductively as my cock began to harden under the weight of her plump ass.

Mom took my hands and placed them on the side of her hips.

“Dont shake sweetheart. The troubling part wasnt the stories. It wasnt that you had written them in such details. It wasnt that you had written about the triumphs of shooting your cum into my lingerie.”

Mom leaned forward and kissed my cheek.

“The troubling part was it started to make mommys pussy wet!” Mom whispered into my ear. She pulled away and started unbuttoning my shirt.

I went to speak but she stopped me again. Precum was already dripping from my cock.

She slowly unbuttoned the top button…then the next. Eventually she had them all done and my chest was exposed to her.

“Even more troubling was I started to look forward to reading them. Finding a new fantasy you had. I would email them to myself and read them in bed next to your father. But thats not even the worst part.”

Mom slowly lifted herself from me and stood before me. “Stand up.”

I stood up and again we were toe to toe. Her head was right infront of my pecs as she took my shirt off and dropped it to the floor.

“M-mom i dunno.”

“Shhhh baby. Let mommy finish. The worst part is I began noticing you the way you notice me.” Mom placed her hands on my pecs and began rubbing them as her eyes gazed into mine. “I began noticing how big and strong my little man is getting. And the idea of you walking around this house with a hard cock lusting for me has been the only thing I can think about.”

Mom took my hands and placed them around her back. She lowered them to her exposed ass cheeks. “Dont be afraid baby. Grab them.”

I had always pictured this moment. But everytime I did I was in command. Confident and poised. Ready to pounce. But at 18 the idea of this actually happening was different. I wasnt as bold as I thought.

I lightly squeezed her cheeks. My sweaty hands finally getting a hold of my mother. “Cmon baby, harder then that. Like in the story where u fucked mommys ass in the guest room.”

I gripped them harder and her moan of approval got me even more confident. I squeezed and caressed them as I stared down into her eyes.

“Good boy. Very good boy.” Mom placed her arms my neck. I moved my hands up and down her backside.

“Im sorry Mom. I cant help it. Youre the sexiest woman I have ever seen.”

Taking her hands down from my neck mom slid them down my chest and slowly kneeled before me. She looked up at me lovingly. Her hands began to rub my cock through my pants and she eventually dropped her eyes down to my stiff hard on.

“Dont be sorry baby. I am sorry I didnt recognize this sooner. Its my job to keep you happy.” Right as she finished she kissed my hard on over my pants. She lifted her hands and unbuttoned my pants. She stared up at me and started zipping them down.

“Let mommy help you get out of these.” I stepped out of my pants and stood before her with nothing but my boxers on.

“I now know how hard it is to be under the same roof as someone you want but feel like you cant have baby.” Moms hand moved up my legs and she slid my boxers down and completely off. She stood up and pulled my face into hers and our lips met. A firm kiss. Then another. And another. Finally she opened her mouth and let my tongue in as we frenched in my bedroom. Mom broke the kiss.

She slowly lowered her hands down my chest and grabbed my throbbing cock. She put her hand over the tip and began spreading my precum around.

“Come baby. Follow mommy.” Mom turned around never letting her grip of my cock go. Like a dog on a leash she led me down the hallway into her bedroom.

“Lay down in mommys bed.”

I moved to the side of the bed and went to lay down.

“No baby. The other side. Your fathers side. Just like in your story, how did you put it? Staking my claim.”

Like a good boy I slid into my dads side of the bed. I immediately felt bolder. More confident. The boy in the stories I had written began to come alive.

“Look mommy!” I grabbed a hold of my cock and began jerking off. Hard strokes to my 7 inch cock dripping w pre cum.

“Thats my big boy. Keep stroking that hard dick.”

Our eyes locked on each other as mom turned around. Her arms reached around her back and unhooked her bra. She dropped it to the floor then bent over and removed her panties. With her back still to me she threw them at me on the bed. I grabbed a hold of em and wrapped them around my cock and began sliding the soft fabric up and down.

“I always knew you were a good slut mom!”

Turning back to face me with her hands covering her tits mom slowly approached me. I stroked my dick feverishly with her panties. Mom approached the side of the bed and removed her hands exposing her huge tits. Her pussy was cleanly shaven with no tan lines. In that moment I lost it.

I removed my hands from my cock and pulled mom down into the bed…she rolled over onto her back as I climbed on top of her. Our naked bodies were meshed together. Her breasts pressed against my chest as I buried my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues danced together as she wrapped her legs around my back.

I made my way down to her neck. Kissing, sucking and slurping on it as she moaned. “Good baby, good boy. Your precum dripping on me is so fucking hot!”

I gave mom a deep kiss and stared into her eyes. “I have been fantasizing about sucking those tits mommy, just like when I was little!”

Mom grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her chest as I began wildly slobbering on her tits. “Theyre yours my son. I am yours. All of me. Mmmmph fuck. Nice and hard for me.”

I was like a savage. Sucking and squeezing. I would spit on them and lick the spit up with my tongue just to repeat the same process. Over and over I licked. Each nipple and breast was entirely covered by my saliva.

“Oh god honey i cant believe we are doing this.” Moms hands ran through the back of my hair as she fed her breasts to me.

“Mommys hungry too baby. What can you feed me?”

Her words drove me crazy. I got off the bed and stood by the side. I placed a pillow down infront of me. “Get on your knees for your son.”

The lust and passion in her eyes made them watery. She hopped off the bed and immediately dropped to her knees. She grabbed a hold of my cock and right when she was about to put it in her mouth i pulled it back.

“Not yet mommy. I need you to beg for it.” I began jerking my cock right in her face.

“Please be a good boy and let mommy taste the cock she made. I have been a good mommy havent I?

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out!” I demanded.

With her beautiful brown eyes staring up at me she opened wide and placed her tongue out. I put the tip right near her tongue as I jerked off.

“I have been waiting for you forever mom. I love you. I want u to taste my cock and then bend over that bed and let me fuck u until I cum. And when I cum I wanna cum in your mouth.”

Mom grabbed a hold of my dick. Staring into my eyes she flicked her tongue over the tip. Slightly stroking it she lowered her head and ran her tongue over my balls, never losing eye contact. She stroked my shaft as she licked my balls.

“What kind of son wants to cum in his mothers mouth?” She asked as she took my entire dick into the back of her throat.

I grabbed her pony tail and pushed her deep down onto my cock.

“The kind of son who has a mom everyone wants to fuck!”

“Mmmph mmmm mmmmm” she moaned as she bobbed her head up and down my cock. She took me out of her mouth and spit a huge wad on the tip that began dripping down. Mom stood up and leaned over the edge of the bed. Her cheeks were perfectly symmetrical and the arch of her back looked like god himself had sculpted it.

“They may all want to fuck me but I only want my son!”

I got behind Mom and ran my hands from her lower back to her shoulders. I crossed her arms behind her back and held them together. I gave my cock a few jerks and slid in. Right back to where I came from. Mom gasped as I entered her. I took a few small pumps before digging deeper into her pussy.

“Youre so wet mom!” I laid a few hard pumps as mom squealed with excitement.

“Oh yes baby. Just like that. We are gonna recreate all your fantasies. Every last one of them. I cant believe im letting this happen. Fuck me. Fuck me. Make mommy her baby boys slut!”

Her words drove me over the edge. I took a few more pumps and then pulled out. Mom knew I was ready to blow. I stepped back and made room for her to get on her knees. She knelt infront of me and opened wide and stuck her tongue out giving me a target.

I looked right in her eyes as I placed the tip right on her tongue. “Youre mine now mommy,” and with that I shot a load all over her tongue and the back of her throat. Mom grabbed it and began milking every last drop without swallowing any of it. When i was done shooting she closed her mouth and swallowed some. It was too big for one swallow as cum dripped down her chin and down her neck. Mom cleaned my cock off with her tongue making sure every drop was off me.

Stunned in silence I laid down where my father slept. Mom cuddled up next to me placing her head on my chest my cum now dripping all the way down to her tits.

The phone rang at the nightstand. Mom reached over and grabbed it. “Its your father.”

“Answer it mommy.”

“Hey Phil. Youre just leaving now?” While mom wasnt talking she was kissing my chest.

“We are getting ready now. Matty is right here? Hes been a good boy. Best a mother could ask for”

I kissed mom on the forehead as she listened.

“Okay we will see you there.”

Mom hopped off the bed.

“Lets go recreate “steamy shower with mom.”

The end