Mom Please Let Me Cum!

I hate it when they argue like this. Yelling and screaming at each other on the brink of physical harm.

It's the same old thing. I have heard it so many times I am numb to it. I have to get out of the house for a run. I love the heat, the sweating and the good feeling when all is said and done.

I forgot to wash my favorite training shorts. The only clean pair my competition shorts which looks like a speedo. Barely covers my cheeks. Proudly displays my package. Typically I don't wear them in training runs but I have no choice.

I will wear one of my tight fitting, sleeveless shirts but I usually pull it off when the sweat begins to build. For some reason, the sweat stains this fabric and doesn't wash out.

I interrupted the screaming match.

'Dad, Mom, I am going for a run.'

Mom stared at me, I swear she was checking out my package. That's interesting.

'Sam what's with the competition speedo?' she asked.

'Mom, it was the only clean shorts.'

'Oh.'

She looked at my package again. She has seen these shorts before, never seen her react like that.

'Have a good run. Long route today?'

'Yeah. See you in about three hours.'

Maybe by then they will stop screaming at each other.

They resumed as soon as I left the room. Jeez, I need to do something to help. I'll ask Mom.

***

I screwed up on my first marriage. He wound up with half and my daughter. She chose to live with him because I had sex with her one time. As bad luck would have it, he walked in on us during the act. Right as she was cumming. Sheesh!

I was so stupid about this pre-nuptial. If I file for divorce, he gets half. If he files, he gets nothing. Given his previous two marriages ended when he filed, I was counting on history repeating.

The plan did not work.

'Will you stop taking your 20 year old girl friend to events where my friends and employees are attending? It so embarrassing Larry.'

'No fucking way! If you don't like it file for a divorce,' he said.

Not one of my friends would discuss the girl friend with me. I am glad they don't although it might be cathartic to do so. They are embarrassed too.

Now he was working on another one to add to his baby cradle.

'Just so you know, I have second girl friend. She is older, 21 to be exact,'

He laughed, he thought he was funny.

'Yeah I thought it was about time to trade a worn out 40 year old pussy for two 20's with really tight pussies. So tight Jamie, so tight. Feels really good on my cock. It takes a lot of control to not cum right away as opposed to you. I could be inside of you all night without a problem.'

'I hope they are protected,' is all I could think of to reply to that.

'Naw, if they get pregnant we will have a baby out of wedlock. I bet the baby gets me a divorce. We try all the time. She wants to have my baby, thinks I would be a great father.'

He is good to his son, my stepson. Doesn't spoil him, but Sam gets what he needs.

'Yeah you are old enough to be her father.'

'You're right. Sometimes we role play Daddy Daughter. It exciting to her and me.'

'You are so fucking disgusting. All these girls really want is your money, actually my money.'

He was bankrupt when we married. I was bringing a half a billion into the marriage. Stupid, so stupid of me. But I was blinded by the great sex we had.

He has shut me out of sex when he started 'dating.'

'By the way, I am taking the jet for the weekend. The new girl will be joining us. The jet wins them over every time. Mile high club with two nubiles twenty somethings, doesn't get any better than that.'

Another mistake. We bought the jet right after we married to fly around to romantic sites. His name is on the title too, although he didn't put in a penny in to buy it. He didn't have a penny to give.

'You should try it. Get yourself a young stud with a big cock to fill out your loose pussy. Or maybe two. You could probably take two in there at one time with no problem. But I know you won't, you have your 'principles'.'

Another laugh out loud.

Lately I have given a lot of thought about cheating on him. Maybe that would get him to file.

Has to be someone that he would abhor. On my list are his two brothers, a nephew, his best friend, and maybe his boss at work. None of them seemed abhorrent enough though.

I have a pretty desirable body. Many men and even some women have taken notice. Pretty face, long lustrous black hair, big firm breasts, thin waist, firm buttocks and long, shapely legs. And I can turn on the sexy charm if needed. Been there, done that.

One of those on the list are bound to want me. Maybe a blood relative would be the best.

At least he told me where he was taking his 'baby girls'. He will be gone all weekend. I can take Sam out for his 21st birthday without his asshole Dad being around and his girl friend.

I think he forgot it is Sam's birthday tomorrow. Even if he did, I bet the threesome would win out.

I am really tired of the way he treats me, but no way will I file. I have to narrow the list down and start the plan, the pursuit. Everyone on the list is local, only one brother in another state. Need to stay local to keep my affair under his nose.

Sam interrupted our screaming match, Oh my god, he was wearing his competition shorts! I always get a little tingle when I see him in them.

It dawned on me. My list is incomplete. I added another name to it. A name that would be abhorrent to Jack. Sam, yes. Sam.

I have to get to work on him. Yeah, my stepson is the one. Fucking his son, that should do it. And seeing Sam's package, I bet that will be a lot of fun.

***

I cut through the city park as usual to run a few laps around the perimeter.

It was 103 degrees. Starting to break out in a heavy sweat, I took off my shirt and held it in my hand.

On one of the laps, I noticed three women sitting on the picnic benches under the open roofed pavilion. They were laughing and talking loud. It looked like they had wine glasses in their hands. Park rules ban alcohol, so probably not.

One of them noticed me, stood up and called for me, motioning with her hand to head her way. I stopped but didn't move towards her.

She started jogging toward me. Her long blond pony tail bobbing up and down. But the best part was the sight of her boobs moving up and down, held in check by a white bikini top. Her matching white cutoff shorts trimmed up high on her thigh and I would imagine the same in the back.

Oh shit, it was Nicole, Mom's best friend.

She ran and stumbled up to me. She gave me a hug. She surprised me when she kissed me, right on the lips.

We broke apart. I could smell the wine on her breath.

'I have wanted to do that for sooo long Sammy.'

She was slurring every word.

'You are so fucking handsome. Come on, join our party.'

She took my hand, but stumbled again. I caught her and supported her on the walk back.

It is noon and she is drunk.

There were 4 empty 1500 ml bottles on the table. They were doing some serious day drinking. They all were drunk,

'Sam, this is Karen and Giselle. We call Giselle, Giz.'

She smiled at me like I should know why.

'Hey ladies, this is Sam.'

My white shorts were soaked with sweat and had pulled tight against my package.

The were both staring intently at my crotch. Karen's hand moved toward it! She is going to touch it. But she didn't placing it on my hip.

'Come sit between us Sam.' Karen said.

Giselle said, 'Yeah Sam, let me pour you a wine. Have some cheese and one of those finger sandwiches. Go ahead.'

'Yes, thank you. I am starved.'

I kept on thinking about the true meaning for her nickname. Does she like swallowing cum? Does she like cream pies? Face painting?

'Sam, Karen and Giselle work for your Mom,' Nicole said.

'Really? That's cool. How is she as a boss?'

'Perfect! She is fucking perfect! We love her,' Karen said.

Giselle said, 'I agree.'

Nicole said enthusiastically, 'And she is the best friend ever! Best Mom ever too. She brags on your running accomplishments all the time. she details out your program, the routes you take to get in the mileage. So proud of you.'

'It is just a shame the way your Dad treats her,' Nicole said.

Giselle and Karen nodded.

Of course they know. He brings his girl friend to company events. He has a title but doesn't do anything but attend to show off his girl friend and embarrass Mom.

'Yeah, I agree.'

'We think she should do something really bad to him that he will file. We just haven't figured out what... yet,' Nicole added.

Karen switched conversation gears.

'Training for the Olympics. Really?' she asked.

'Yeah it is my goal. Run the Olympic Marathon and place in the top ten.'

'You must have great stamina,' Karen said. She subtly placed her hand on my thigh, close to my cock.

'I do.'

I think I know where this is heading.

Giselle said, 'Running is such an individual sport. Do you enjoy playing with a team. You know, like golf, a foursome.'

'I am not into golf.'

I paused.

'But I am not opposed to foursomes. I just don't have much experience with a foursome. I am willing to learn, to train hard so I can get better and better for my teammates.'

'Ladies, do you think we can help him with that?' Nicole asked.

They both had a hand on a thigh. Rubbing up and down, purposely bumping my cock.

Nicole, who was seated across from us, leaned over, her breasts busting out of the bikini top. She took my hand and placed it on her breasts.

Practically crawling across the table, we managed to kiss.

'Absolutely!' they said in unison.

I guess I will find out just how much stamina I really have.

I wonder if this was all planned.

***

I planned to start my seduction when he came home. My suggestion to him would be a swim to cool off, so I changed into my skimpiest bikini.

My plan - never make it to the pool.

From my calculation, he was two hours late. I know his running routes.

Concerned, I donned a cover up, grabbed my clutch and drove his usual route, no sign of him. I traced another route, no sign of him.

He doesn't take his phone on runs, but I called anyway. I heard the ringing sound from his room.

Oh god, something has happened to him. He might be lying in some ditch after being abducted, beat up or dead. I am being punished for my evil thoughts.

I can't report him as missing until tomorrow according to the police. Please, please show up Sam. I will be a good Mom and stop this silly plan.

Pacing back and forth, mumbling, stressing, I heard a car pull up.

Peaking through the curtain like an old busybody, a car pulled into the driveway. It was Nicole's car. Sam in the passenger seat, I see two others in the rear seat.

Shit! He and Nicole are hugging and kissing. Not pecks on the cheek, way more than that.

Sam climbs out of the car, the rear door opens. It's Karen! They hug and kiss in the same way. Karen squeezed his butt too.

Jeez! Giselle comes around and hugs Sam from the back. She rotates him to face her. Giz slips her hand in the front of his shorts while kissing him. Karen hugging his back.

Forget about, forgetting my plan. Full steam ahead. Jealousy flooded my brain with a tinge of anger.

And I was worried about him?

Worried? Why would I worry about my son getting laid by my best friend and two of my employees?

I don't get Nicole. She always tells me how much she loves her husband and son.

Nicole rolled down the passenger window.

I heard her say, 'See you tomorrow night Sam. Remember your promised an all nighter with me.'

That's his birthday. I had special plans for him, he better not do Nicole instead of me.

Can you fire a best friend?

Ok, ok, get a grip. Adjust to this.

I took off my cover up. The instant he walked in the front door I was all over him, hugging and kissing him, jutting my breasts against his muscled chest, forcing my pussy up against his crotch.

I faked crying, tears running down my cheeks.

'Sam I was so worried about you! You have never been on a run that long. I went looking for you, when I couldn't find you I was distraught. I thought I would never see you again.'

I held him close, my head on his chest, dripping tears on him.

Speaking into his chest, 'My worst nightmare, losing my son the day before his birthday. A birthday celebration that I worked on for weeks.'

He shifted uncomfortably. Maybe he forgot we were going out? Did he really commit to spend the night with my new ex-BFF Nicole?

'Mom, how long will we celebrate? I made some plans to celebrate with someone else too.'

'Oh, that's cool. What are you and Josh going to do?'

I opened an escape hatch for him.

He cut his eyes up to the ceiling, my sure sign that he was spinning a lie.

'I am kind of embarrassed to talk about it.'

'Come on, you can tell your Mother.'

'OK, we are going to a strip club, one where they show everything. He knows one of the girls and arranged something special, a special birthday present.'

'A bit shocking for a Mother to hear, but I understand. My advice, wear a condom. Not so much for pregnancy protection, more for STD protection. When you don't know your partner, you need to be safe or you run the risk of catching something.'

'Some of the STDs will swell your penis, make your testicles hurt and one requires the doctor to put a thin rod down into to clean out the infection. Painful.'

I don't know if that is true just trying to shock him.

'If your partner has had a hysterectomy like me, zero chance of a pregnancy.'

He went wide-eyed, like he didn't think of all that for his 'extra time' with the three of them. I pretty sure they are clean, but you never know.

'Do you have any condoms?'

'No, I don't.'

'Better get some or your strip club partner might have some, but don't bet on it.'

I gave him a big smile like I was endorsing his adventure by being a helpful Mom. Also subtly telling him he can fuck me without worries.

'I have an idea Sam. What if we move our celebration to tonight, that way you have the whole evening and night if you need it.'

He lit up.

'Yes, that would be great. Thanks Mom.'

Moving on...

'Here is my plan. I will need to make a few calls to move things to tonight. I don't think it will be a problem but I need your approval before I do.'

'Mom, I think it will be just fine.'

At this point he would agree to anything for an all nighter with Nicole. She is hot, sexy but married.

'We start the evening at the Tower for drinks.'

'But Mom, I am not 21 today.'

'Don't worry about it. I know the owner and all the bartenders, one of my favorite places to take important people.'

I smiled at him to let the important people soak in.

'The bar is on the 110th floor. It has glass floor extensions from the core out 15 feet over the edge of the building. Our table is at the very edge with only a four foot glass barrier holding us in! Exciting?'

'Yes, that is so cool!'

'A naughty little secret Sam. I like to pour a drink over the barrier and follow it down to the ground. Your Mom can be real naughty. Can you believe that?'

'I... I... I guess.'

'Then dinner at the Nuit Parfaite. So cool, love that place. Check me out when I order in French!'

'Back home to give you all your presents. I know it is not as exciting and will never match the strip club, but I tried, really tried Sam to make this a special birthday for you.'

Again, I created some tears. All it takes is to think about the last moments of my precious Nelly. The injection to put her to asleep, the next one to stop her heart. She was the best dog ever.

I laid my head across his chest. He held me tight and kissed me on the top of my head.

'Mom, this will be way better than any strip club. I am sure of it.'

I looked up to him, tears streaming down my cheeks. As luck would have it, one breast broke free. I move upright letting it protrude.

'Are you sure? Do you want me...'

I paused waiting for a response from an incomplete sentence.

Nothing. He was staring at my bare breast.

'Do you want me... want me to change the reservations?

'Yes Mom.'

'Is there anything else I can do for you tonight? Anything?'

He looked withdrawn.

Looking down at my bare breast I said, 'Oh, I am sorry Sam, I didn't notice.'

I took my time covering it up.

I stood up in front of him, bending over to put my hands on his shoulders. My breasts hanging low, gravity fighting the top.

'Sam, you stink! Go get a shower. Dress in the evening shirt, pants and jacket I bought for you. I need your opinion on my dress when you are ready.'

'I think there is one clean towel in your bathroom. I will bring some more from the dryer after you're done.'

There are no towels in his bathroom. Hee hee hee.

I let him go.

Nice ass I thought as he walked away. Something to grab onto while he fucks my pussy. Can't wait.

I went to my room and took off my bikini, replacing it with a towel wrap. I made sure the top of the towel barely covers my areolas. The very top visible.

I waited for the towel call.

I could hear the shower running. I am so excited. If all goes well I will see him naked and he will see me naked. I don't expect a lot to happen, but you never know. More of a teaser to setup tonight.

I waited close to his door. I cracked it open. There he was standing outside the shower. Oh my, oh my, oh my, it's so big! Bigger than I imagined. He turned to look at the empty cabinet like a miracle occurred and a towel appeared out of thin air.

He turned back. Yes, yes, yes don't turn away.

He said, 'Fuck! No fucking towels.'

Sam was thinking. He shook his head and called out, 'Mom, I need a towel.'

I backed up down the hall so it would sound authentic.

'Coming Sam.'

I tapped on the door.

'Sam I am coming in.'

I almost burst out laughing. He was covering up his big cock with a skimpy wash cloth. To my benefit, it was not working, the head poking out the bottom. Love the shape of his circumcised head.

'No towels Mom.'

He sounded irritated. I did tell him there was one.

'Oh, I am sorry, I thought there was one left.'

I removed my towel and handed it to him. It shocked him, he dropped the wash cloth. Fuck, looks so good up close. I need to touch it, I need it in my mouth, my pussy, maybe my ass too. So much I can do with it!

'This one is clean, it's the only one that is clean. The rest are in the wash. Go ahead, use it Sam. Sorry I misled you.'

We were standing there, my arm extended, offering the towel. He was trying to cover his manhood with his hands. Not working.

I was waiting for him to make the next move. Silence from both of us. He had the benefit of seeing my whole body. I had the limited view but I am going to fix it.

I tossed the towel, he reflexively caught it. Bam! Plan worked, full view for me.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I stepped forward, our naked bodies in contact. His penis inches from my pussy.

Hugging him, I whispered in his ear, 'You shouldn't be bashful about showing me your penis. I can see why you are so popular, it is very desirable even for your mother.'

I said, 'I am not bashful at all. Look, we are a family, it is not unusual that sometimes you accidentally see a family member naked. Like now. It's OK, I don't mind that you are seeing me naked. It doesn't bother me that you are naked. It's OK.'

Detecting an erection starting up, I asked him.

'Do any of your girl friends take care of you? You know, take it in their mouth?'

I continued, 'If so, are any good at it? Like maybe the older ones?'

Pushing my pelvis harder against his, the head touched my lips.

Suddenly, he broke away from me quickly wrapping the towel around his waist. His erection pushing the towel out.

I said, 'What?'

'Could you leave please?' he said in a stern voice.