Anything - For Mommy's Boy - chapter 1 / 3 - Sex Stories

Anything - For Mommy's Boy - chapter 1 / 3

... used to share with my father. "Have a seat." She nudged me toward the bed, as she locked the door.

"You don't trust me, and I understand why. I know you're still hurt and angry. I also heard you haven't had a girlfriend in years." I just nodded, sadly and silently.

"Mommy can make everything better. If you let us stay with you and be a family again, Mommy will do anything you want. After the twins are asleep, you can do whatever you want with me. Anything at all." She took her blouse off and I could see most of her breasts, including her half-lime sized nipples and dark pink areolas.

She removed her skirt and stood facing mostly away from me. "If you're still mad at Mommy, you can spank her." She slapped her ass lightly, as I stared at the delicacies exposed at the edges of her black bustier and panties.

"If you're horny, you can use my mouth. Or the wet hole you were born from. Does my boy want to crawl back inside Mommy dick first?" She puckered her lips and took a cigarette from her purse. I watched carefully, as she lit it and took a big puff. The sucking motion was VERY suggestive.

I knew what she was doing and wasn't going to fall for it. "There's no way I'll ever trust you, after all you did! And... and you're my Mom! Us having sex would be disgusting!" It bothered me that it took so long for me to realize the second part of my statement.

She had an answer and pointed to my crotch. "I'm glad my boy grew up to have a big dick! His big cock thinks it ...

... would be fun. I think my boy should listen to his dick!" She giggled and lightly stroked the tent in my jeans. "If you don't trust Mommy, you'll have to tie her to the bed, so you can use her body any way you want. Even her tight little butt. Anything." She kissed the tip of my nose, laid across my lap in only her underwear, and slapped her ass again. She took a big puff from her cigarette and blew the smoke in my face.

She saw I was surprised and very dubious. "Don't you want to be a bad boy, and fuck your naughty Mommy? And stuff her ass after you spank it? I know you'll let us stay, so you can be a dirty boy, and use your Mommy's sexy body every night. Right, sweetie?"

I DESPERATELY wanted that, but venting the years of hurt and anger was even more important. I slapped her butt cheeks over and over, telling her about my pain, and how much I missed out on.

She excited and disturbed me with, "Yes! Spank your dirty slut! Be a man for me! Be my strong, handsome, sexy man!"

I let out the emotions that I bottled up far too long, spanking her, and telling her what I felt.

"I hate you so much! I missed you so much! I loved you and Karen, and the twins, and you took that away! You're so hot and sexy, but I can't fuck you, because you're my Mom! I can't trust you! I had a happy life, and you ran off and wrecked it! After years you came back, made me and Dad happy, then abandoned us again! You hurt us so bad!"

By the time I finished, both of my hands and most of her ...