Tiny Tim

It wasn’t my proudest moment. The first thing I thought of after hearing her offer, was not that my mother had asked me to share her bed. But the fact that Aaron’s wife had asked me to share her bed. And, for some reason, I felt an involuntary twitch in my dick when I imagined how he would react to the news of me taking his place.

My second thought was even more concerning, though. I realized that I may have actually, fully, and in every sense of the word, already stolen his wife from him. Despite her being my own mother. And the thought did not, in any way, disturb me. Quite the opposite, actually.

“Yes.” I grinned. “I’d like that.”

As she presented me with another brilliant smile before giving me a rather sensual kiss, we informed the others to leave most of the furniture in the apartment. If I found someone to take the lease, maybe they could use it.

That impression I got from Mom intensified later that day. As we sat on the couch with her leaning into me and my arms wrapped around her, she started to lightly caress my arm with her fingertips. It seemed like she was doing it absentmindedly, since her focus stayed on the TV screen, but my reaction was to lower my head to enjoy the scent of her hair. The next thing I knew, she turned her head to look at me, and then our lips met.

First it was tender and loving, her soft lips pressed against mine, but it lasted way too long for a simple affectionate peck. Soon I felt her lips part, and her tongue lick over my lips. They readily parted to allow her intrusion, and instantly my own tongue was darting forward, gently massaging hers.

This kiss lasted even longer, and had us panting in no time. Only when I felt her hand on my own did I realize that I had grabbed her breast and was kneading it as we kissed, and she was pressing my hand against it.

Her other hand landed on my thigh, from where it slowly wandered upwards until she found my erect cock through the fabric of my pants. While I massaged her breast, she rubbed along my length, and our kiss intensified.

“Mhmmmm seems like my big, strong boy could use some help with that.” Mom purred, looking at me questioningly. “Do you want Mommy to take care of that for you, Baby?”

I was suddenly so unbelievably horny that I could only nod my head.

She grinned and smashed her lips against mine again, as her hand started pushing down my sweatpants. Just when I wanted to lift my butt off the couch to help her, she pulled her head back and stood. She grabbed my sweats with both hands and basically ripped them off me before throwing them over her shoulder. Then, slowly and with a sultry look on her face, she beckoned me to stand up as well before lowering herself down to her knees.

The sight of my Mother kneeling before me, admiring my engorged organ, was more stimulating than I had expected.

She raised her gaze to my eyes, licked her lips, and then slowly leaned forward.

“I love you, Darling.” she breathed. “And I love my Baby Boy’s big, hard, cock!”

With that, she closed her eyes and leaned all the way forward, rubbing her face against my cock while humming in delight. Then she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and continued to rub her face against my cock while also licking my balls. My tip was leaking precum at an alarming rate, and the pure visual would’ve been enough to make me cum if she had continued.

I lost my composure.

I grabbed her face with both hands and started humping. My cock rubbed against her soft cheeks, her soft lips, and her soft tongue, while she continuously moaned her approval. Then she pulled her head back, grabbed my shaft with one hand, and engulfed the tip with her mouth.

She bobbed her head over my cock in a steady rhythm while her hand rubbed my shaft in a twisting motion. She didn’t apply much force. Her grip wasn’t tight and her sucking wasn’t strong. But it was the sight of her loving eyes locked onto mine, the sensuous sounds, her eagerness to make me feel pleasure, that ever so slowly pushed me towards my orgasm.

She worked eagerly towards that goal for a good ten minutes, but when she felt my cock swell, she stopped and waited until I had calmed down. Then she worked on me for another ten minutes, until she felt my ball sack tighten as I approached my climax for the second time, but, again, stopped and applied a deathgrip on my shaft until she felt confident that the onset of my orgasm had subsided. Finally, when I felt my orgasm approach for the first time yet another ten minutes later, I couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Let me come.” I pleaded, causing her to take her mouth off my cock, but she continued to jerk me.

“You want Mommy to make her Big Boy come?” she moaned with a lustful grin.

“Yes!” I hissed.

“Then say it, Baby. What do you want?”

“I want Mommy to make me come. I want to come all over my Mommy’s face!” I panted, and she moaned even louder.