A Very Special Mother’s Day - Sex Stories

A Very Special Mother’s Day

... fucking yoga pants! He rubbed his eyes and walked out of his room, his penis already thickening.

He could hear his mother on the phone and immediately went into ‘ninja-mode.’ He decided to see how close he could get before she noticed. Sometimes, when he surprised her, her large titties would jiggle in the most delightful way. He crept down the hallway. It would be so great! She probably still thought he was staying over at his friend’s house tonight, so she should be really surprised.

“Oh, Sue,” his mother said into the phone, “don’t be silly. I couldn’t do that!”

She was talking to her best friend Susan, he surmised. She moved away a year ago, but the two of them still talked on the phone every Friday night, drinking wine, relaxing after a long week at work, and getting drunk and silly. He pictured Susan in his mind. She was quite the MILF as well.

“Why? Because I have a teen-age son living at home! What am I going to do, bring some random guy home and fuck his nuts off, with my son just across the hall? He’d think I’m some kind of slut!”

Whoa! What was she saying? Obviously, his mother didn’t know he was home.

“Oh, Bennie’s staying at a friend’s house tonight. You know how they are. They’ll be playing video games until two in the morning.”

He hated it when she called him ‘Bennie.’

“I couldn’t do that! What if he came home and caught me sucking some guy’s cock or getting my ass plowed? I can’t go whoring around like we did in college. You know how ...

... much I love sex, but I can’t take that kind of risk!”

Oh, shit! His mom sucked cock and took it up the ass? His cock immediately got hard.

“No, that won’t work either. You know how loud I can get. And, I love to talk dirty. I don’t even jill-off unless he’s out of the house.”

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“Yeah, I do need to get fucked. Ridden hard and put away wet. Ha, ha!”

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“Oh, I don’t know how long it’s been. When did Frank leave?”

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“Yeah, that long ago. Fuck, I miss his cock. Frank would pour me some wine. Rub my feet, and then he’d rub my shoulders. We would get naked and he’d give me a back massage until I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. Oh god, Sue, he’d grope my ass like he was kneading bread dough. His fingers would play with my pussy, and then, when I was ready, I’d raise my ass up and he’d fuck me long and slow, just like I like it, until I was ready, you know? Then he’d pound me really hard until we both came. Ahhhh! Fuck, I’m getting so horny. You know, going to get really, really, drunk, and then I’m going cum so fucking hard.”

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“Yes, tonight. Oh, you know it girl! Mommy’s little electric friend is coming out of his box, and into my box. Mr. Plastic-Fantastic and I are going to parrrrr-taaay!”

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“Yeah, I’m a slut. So what? So are you! Oh, remember that time with Roger and Steve?”

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“I’m not the one that pulled out Roger’s cock and gave him a blow-job in the theatre!”

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“Yeah, sure, I took off my panties and ...