Motherfucker - Sex Stories

Motherfucker

... I said to Mom, "Don't worry about that. I'll take care of your horniness in person when I spend this next weekend with you. Are you okay with me coming for a last-minute, surprise visit? I mean, without it being a holiday, and with us being the only people in the house?--And without it actually being a surprise anymore, because I just told you about it?"

And Mom said, "Of course I am. I mean, what are you going to do? Rape me?"

"Yes, ma'am. That's exactly what I plan on doing. But only after you fall asleep," I replied truthfully.

"I couldn't have asked for a better son. See you next weekend then.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't shaved down there since you were here last month, and my pussy's got dark, stubbly hairs all over it. Would you like to shave my pussy when you get here, so it'll be nice and smooth for you?"

"It would be my pleasure, Mom. And if you have a razor handy, I'll make sure it's one of the first things I do when I get there. Sounds like fun. I've never shaved a woman's pussy before.

"And just in case you were wondering--and I know how weird this is going to sound--but it's not Lacey's pussy that I fantasize about whenever I'm jacking off. It's yours. The truth is I'd rather have my dick in your pussy any day of the week.

"The fact that I can't get you pregnant only means that we can have all the fun we want, without ever having to worry about any of the consequences. And that's a big turn-on in my book.

"And by the way, speaking of ...

... 'turn-ons,' thanks for giving me those soiled panties of yours, before I left. You wouldn't believe how many times I've sniffed the crotch of those damn panties, just thinking about your awesome-looking pussy, and that sexy 'little dick' of yours. I can't wait to suck on it some more."

"Son, I wasn't going to tell you this, but I've been frigging myself with a dildo the whole time that we've been on the phone. And I've been pretending that this dildo is your dick. I just can't get that sexy dick of yours out of my mind. It's driving me crazy. I can't wait until you get here, so that I can feel the 'real thing' inside my pussy again."

"Mom, I know exactly how you feel," I said, as I was getting up out of bed to walk over to the dresser. "Mom, forget that Zoom stuff. I'm going to hang up right now and give you a Google Meet video call on your cell phone. That way we can both see each other's faces, and any other parts of our bodies that we want to put the cameras on."

"Wow, I didn't even know that we could do that video call stuff over our cell phones."

"Well, we can, Mom. So I'm hanging up and calling you back right now. Okay?"

"Okay, son."

I hung up and called Mom back using the Google Meet app, and we were instantly seeing each other's faces in our small cell phone screens. I could tell that Mom was lying in bed on her back with her head resting up against the pillows.

"Hi, Mom. Now, turn on your cell phone speaker, so that you we can hear each other without ...