Hank, Ch.1 becomes the man for his mother
Hank is shocked by his slut mother and fills her with hot cum
This story contains incest between a son and his mother, blowjobs, anal and discipline. If that is not for you do not read on. This is a fantasy so please no comments that mother's don't talk or act like that. Of course all participants would be eighteen or older.
My name is Henry and of course everyone calls me Hank. Mom told me I was named for her father, my grandfather, duh! I never had a dad and my mother never told me the facts about that. We were just a 'single mom' family. We visited GrandPa as often as we could actually spending summers with him. Looking back with new info I now know why.
Mom was very adept with computers and supported us with short term assignments while I was in school or she was working directly from home. She was extremely well paid when rescuing a company from a snafu or hack. She taught me everything I now know about the insides of a computer and the various coding languages. Was I a geek in school? Somewhat but I was also a multi letter sports jock.
Mom was a 'soccer mom' supporting all my sports activities. My friends and fellow jocks all thought my mom 'was hot'. Mom kept herself in shape with a home gym, eating right and running in races with me. My buddies always ran just behind my mom's behind making all kinds of appreciative comments. Mom would laugh all that off sometimes whacking my buds with her sweaty towel and threatening to tell their mom. She is very beautiful but to me she was always just Mom; until that day!
I had turned eighteen in September that senior year and was planning to go to the local tech-school to get an Associates in Computer Technology. Unbeknownst to most of her companies I often wrote the code to save their sorry ass. Mom wanted me to go to MIT or some fancy college but I told her I was okay in following in her footsteps.
Grandpa had recently passed and left Mom that house and the small farm that he tended until his death. His life policy far exceeded the last of the mortgage with plenty to pay the taxes and upkeep for many many years. He also named me the beneficiary of another policy that would pay for my two year program leaving me with no debt.
Mom and I went up to his place to make final arrangements. Being a very smart man he had contracted with a wireless company for one of those towers and Mom had excellent Wi-Fi coverage at the property. So we decided we would give up our current house and move once I graduated high school. I could do my college classes on line and it was close enough for the various in person classes.
Let me describe Mom. She was very young when she had me turning thirty-six about the time I turned eighteen. My buddies called her a MILF and I always socked them. My mom did have large firm breasts and a plump but firm rump. She wore her raven black hair long -- like down to her ass long. She always had a smile and our house was the crew hangout. I'd catch the guys in the laundry room rummaging for Mom's panties. Damn I'd give them such a smack my being the largest and strongest of the pack.
Mom would give me tender kisses often on the lips telling me she loved my being her hero. We were never formal about what we wore in the house. I saw my mom in bra and panties or sports bra and tight shorts so often it didn't really register. Too often at breakfast I'd see the two dark circles on her chest and the dark triangle between her thighs through her silky sleeper. Occasionally her two large nipples would rise and I'd be forced to look at them across the table.
Mom would see where my eyes were and laugh at my discomfort, come over and ruffle my hair and give me one of her tender kisses. Her leaning over would give me a clear look down her front to those two firm globs of mom flesh. She would tell me she loved my being the man-of-the-house. She was happiest when we visited Grandpa and saddest when we returned home, the sadness lasting about a week. Once I turned eighteen Mom became more touchy-feely with me and cared much less about walking naked after a shower.
There were many mornings on the last weeks of senior year when she would pull her night sleeper over her head and toss it into the washer. I'd get to see her firm full ass cheeks and tight back then her full breasts and dark triangle as she walked back and went to her room. Her breasts had those dark circles the size of a coffee cup and two dark chocolate long thick nipples. I felt so gross when my long thick pecker got hard.
She started asking me to spot her when doing exercises in the house. Her nipples were always hard and her shorts always rode up her thighs giving me a clear picture of her cameltoe. She would laugh when she saw my large manhood creep down my leg making me blush like crazy. She always thanked me with many kisses and rubbed her large breasts against my chest. When she hugged me she would hum when she felt my long thick cock push against her thigh.
One night I heard weeping coming from the den. Of course it had to be Mom. She was curled up on the sofa quietly sobbing. I sat on the sofa and put Mom's head on my lap. She had her soft pjs on and I held her and ran my hand up and down her back and tapped her butt from time to time. She grabbed my other hand and pulled it across her and placed my hand on one firm large breast.
Mom and I were very close as I was growing up and we would often sit close and cuddle watching Netflix. But I was shocked and fidgeted but Mom pet my hand holding her breast letting me know that was what she wanted. She gripped my hand squeezing her own breast again letting me know that it was okay for me to grip and massage that breast. Her large nipple firmed and extended almost poking a hole in my palm. She gripped my other hand and slid it under her pj hem making me grip her bare ass cheek.
My cock had a mind of its own and crawled down my leg pushing against Mom's cheek. My teammates called me 'sausage' because of the length and thickness of my cock. Now it was betraying me getting long and firm against my mother. Her hand left mine on her breast to investigate what was pushing against her cheek.
She gripped my thick shaft moving her hand up and down and squeezing my large head. My cock was its full nine inches and was rock hard. My mom shifted her head on my lap and placed her warm lips across my shaft. She pushed her hot breath out warming my cock then tightened her lips.
This went on for some time. I was scared my mom would freak but my heart was thumping with excitement causing my cock to pulse and leak my pre-cum. Mom put her lips on my cockhead and sucked lightly. I could tell I was leaking my sperm as it always did when I rubbed one out in the quiet of my room.
"Henry, stand up," my mom whispered.
Damn I thought I was in a shits load of trouble as I moved out from under her and stood. Mom reached up and pulled down my gym shorts that I sometimes wear to bed. I also always go commando at night so my hard cock 'twanged' when the waistband slid off my cockhead. I stood there dripping my pre-cum onto my mother's palm. She licked it off then moaned.
