Movie Night with Mom

Movie Night with Mom

"Hey biatch!" the woman's voice sang through the phone.

Renee was sitting in her living room, Wednesday afternoon, relaxing with the house all to herself for a while when her best friend called.

"Megan... hey," she said as if she had something to tell her that she knew Megan really didn't want to hear.

"No... I know that tone. You're going to cancel on me again. You cannot do this to me," Megan said.

"Sorry, but Evan is coming into town to visit for the weekend. You know how little I see him any more. I mean unless it's ok if he came along." She secretly hoped Megan wouldn't want him to come along and this whole night out thing would get canceled. She wasn't sure she wanted Evan and Megan in the same room much less spending a whole weekend together.

"On our girl's trip? Are you mental?" Megan was never one to hold back from speaking her mind. But this was just what Renee wanted to happen.

"No, I just..." Renee tried to explain, but Megan wouldn't even give her a chance.

"Doesn't he know he's sometimes supposed to work around your plans?"

"It's just... I haven't got to see him much lately and he doesn't even come home for holidays any more. I just feel like I should really take advantage of this time with him." She heard Megan giggle a little and realized that what she said probably didn't come out right. "Take advantage... of the time," she emphasized, "he wants to spend with me."

Couldn't Megan understand that? Her son was in college, too. She was a single mom, too. She had to understand that she wanted to be with her son as much as she could while he was in town.

"I get it... I get it. But I thought you two were fighting or something."

"To be honest, we've had our issues. As much as I complain to him about him not coming home much, I think he's starting to feel like that, too. He seems to want to see me more. It's like we're both just dancing around the inevitable."

"What in the world does that mean?" Megan asked.

"Well... we went to the movies last time he was visiting and he put his arm around me... and was... you know... caressing my shoulder... then his hand... went... south. And, my God, it slipped under my dress. And then it slipped under my bra. And..."

"And you slapped him," Megan finished her sentence.

"No! No, I didn't want to raise that much of a commotion in the movie theater," she said, stretching the truth a little. "I just put my hand over his and stopped him from touching my nipple. I mean, he removed his hand. And we just haven't even spoken about it since. It's like I want to say something... but... "

"And you didn't rip him a new one when you were driving home? I mean he fondled you... his Mom... hello! Isn't that like illegal in seventeen states?"

"No, I didn't yell at him at all. Truth be told... oh my God I can't believe I'm saying this... I kinda... liked it. My God, Megan, I can still feel the heat from his hand as I'm talking about it. And my nipples ache from the thought. I've been having these fantasies..."

The silence on the phone was deafening and it seemed to last an eternity.

"All I can say, Renee, is be careful or you're going to get burned."

That was all Renee could think about for the next day and a half. She was attracted to her son. But he was a grown man... and so much like his father. Was it really wrong for her to be with him... like that... when she loved him so much?

*****

On Saturday, after spending the day at home, Evan arranged to go out for dinner with his Mom. Just something special with which to treat her. The restaurant was gorgeous, the food was wonderful... and expensive for a college student... but they had a great time. It was still early when they finally came home.

"That was a wonderful dinner, thank you," Renee said as they walked in the door. The dress she chose to wear was not so much on the motherly side... more like something she might wear out on a date, hoping to get lucky, to be truthful. The neckline plunged low, showing her ample cleavage, had attracted many of the men's eyes... even Evan's. And the height of the skirt showed off her long, beautiful legs wonderfully. She even wore her 3-inch "fuck me" heels, which raised her almost up to Evan's height.

"I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay here a while," he said, closing the door behind him.

"Who raised you with such manners?" she asked, touching his shoulder. He really was a wonderful guy. Would she ever meet anyone even close to his type?

"I miss you already," he smiled. "I feel so stupid but I was planning on driving back tomorrow morning," he admitted.

"What... you're leaving so early?" she asked, sincerely heartbroken. "No!"

He smiled a quirky smile but was barely able to look her in the eye. How do you tell the woman you've been physically and emotionally attracted to for years the you can't be around her? He just couldn't trust himself. And she... she's his mom! What would the world think? "You've got to be sick of me by now."

"Oh my God, never!," she said, moving towards him and wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug, laying her head against his chest. "I don't want you to go," she admitted very truthfully. She wanted him to stay... forever. "I know... let's watch a movie together tonight. I saw a stack of old DVDs..."

"Who still watches DVDs?," he said, laughing. "Isn't that like ancient now?"

"Oh my God, your father had a ton of them. Let me get out of these clothes and into something comfortable first."

They both walked up the stairs, with Evan walking a step or two behind her, practically staring at her beautiful ass the entire time. The only thing he could think about was his desire to reach up her dress and touch it. But he withheld the urge. He already went a little too far the last time he was home when he copped a feel. He was lucky he was even allowed back into her house after that. He had no idea what she thought about it. She didn't say anything at the time and it never came up since. But she stopped him. That was a good enough indication that it was unwanted.

They both changed into something comfortable before coming back down to the living room. Evan wore a pair of black cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Renee was wearing a bathrobe that was tied up so he couldn't see what was underneath. She had decided, though, to simply wear sexy panties underneath. She could fantasize that something would happen even if nothing did. And while she didn't expect anything to happen the hope was still there... still alive... and was driving her crazy.

She smiled a little as she got to the bottom of the stairs and saw him. His simple outfit was comfortable... but on him was sexy as hell. She swallowed hard thinking about how easy it would be to get him naked. She had to stop thinking about these things!

"Ok, come on," Renee said, moving to the entertainment center and grabbing a stack of DVDs that had probably sat there for years. She was fumbling with them as she sat on the couch beside Evan and one fell on the floor. She could tell from the picture on the cover that this was not a normal movie, and, embarrassed, tried to use her feet to cover it up as she used both her hands to keep the other DVDs from falling too.

"What? What is it?" Evan said, bending over and reaching down for it. Her foot was covering it and moving it away from him, making it difficult for him to grab it.

"No," she said, softly, trying to get it herself and failing miserably. "I'll get it."

He finally caught it, but her foot held it fast to the floor. "Come on, I have it," he said and she reluctantly relented, removing her foot. She shielded her eyes and turned away, blushing in embarrassment as Evan looked at the cover.

"Oh," he said, chuckling, embarrassed. "I forgot I left these here."

Renee pulled her hand away from her eyes and looked at him. "You know about these... dirty... films?"

"Of course," he said. "I mean, I had them hid... but I guess I must've forgot to put them back one day."

"You watch things like this?" she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth in disbelief.

He nodded, looking at the cover, remembering the story and how much he enjoyed it. "Yeah... when you and Dad were out."

Renee looked at the small stack of DVDs in her hands, noticing that they were all adult movies. Why did she grab this particular stack? Did she, deep down, want that stack?

"So... is there even a story with a movie like that?" she waved her hand, indicating the DVD he held.

He nodded. "Yeah... I mean this one's about a young guy who falls in love with a MILF at his work. But he doesn't know that his mother's in love with him. So... um... he has to choose between his girlfriend and his Mom."

"His Mom? Oh... that's... that's terrible," Renee said, thinking about what a difficult situation it would be in to love with two people and, two, that his Mom was one of the two. That was so wrong... wasn't it? She certainly didn't want him to think that she approved of such things... unless...

Evan lifted his shoulders. "I... I dunno... is it really so terrible? Maybe for the sex, but it's about love, so... as long as two people are in love... you know... they're not hurting anyone."

She nodded slowly, surprised by his reply. "Well, I'm sure this um... film... ends with the girlfriend winning his heart."

"Ummm... not exactly. It gets a little crazy after the two women meet... but... Well, I can hardly remember the story after the sex starts."

"Oh," she said, licking her lips and looking down. This one might hit a little close to home, but she was... enticed. She'd never really watched porn and a story line of a mother and her son sounded... intriguing.

Evan noticed her reaction. "Curious, aren't you?" he asked. He could stand to watch this one again. He remembered that it was one of his favorites. And if she found it exciting, then maybe...

"Well... about the story, of course..." She didn't want to sound too eager. It was a porno after all. And it had incest in it. Oh, God, what did he think of her? But she was curious. She was more than curious. She wanted to see her own story flushed out on the screen, a story of possibilities that she couldn't entertain. She wanted to see what the sex was like, too. It had been a little too long for her in that department.

"Yeah, of course... about the story," he agreed a little too quickly. He couldn't imagine what she thought of him... watching porn... watching incest, Mom/son porn. But she seemed somewhat intrigued. Maybe... "We should watch it," he said quickly and as casually as he could.

"You're insane!" she said, smacking him on the shoulder. "We can't watch a porn film together."

"Why not? It's not like we're into it for the dirty bits," he said, hoping his logic might make sense. She seemed to somewhat agree with him. "And who's going to know."

"Right... I mean, you said it's a... a love story," she said softly... unconvincingly.

Evan opened the case and popped the DVD out. He moved to the player and slipped the disk into the slot. As the TV came to life, he sat back down on the couch. "Here we go," he said softly.

"Oh God," she whispered next to him, licking her dry lips, wondering if this was the right call. His body was so close, only an inch or two away. Could she stay motherly or would her desires overwhelm her?

The video started harmlessly enough, with the son coming in the front door after work. He sees his mom who invites him out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. Renee thought it sounded nice, she simply wants to hang out with her son. But then the scene changes and they're back at home, the son helping the mom lay back on the couch. She had too much to drink and is a bit overwhelmed. She decides to just sleep on the couch and lays down, her legs splaying apart, showing her sexy, see-through panties.

The camera cuts to his face noticing it and his hunger and desire for her. And he moves closer, to get a better look... and to touch... and to taste.

Renee squirmed a little in her seat, trying not to move too much, trying not to give away just how hot this was getting her. She could use some of that boy's tongue on her clit. God she needed that! She squeezed her thighs, hoping that would provide at least a little stimulation. And, out of the corner of her eye, she could tell Evan was getting aroused as well. He was struggling to not move just as much as she. She wondered if he was getting hard, wondered what his erection looked like.

Evan was definitely struggling. His cock was throbbing already, and they were less than half way into the movie. The scene changed to the mom masturbating on the son's bed while he was in the shower. The woman's breasts were incredible and he loved watching her fingers slide through her pussy as, in her fantasy, her son fucked her. He had to move a little, had to ease the constriction on his cock, but he knew he couldn't move too much. He didn't want his mom to know how much this was turning him on.

He glanced sideways and saw her legs moving slightly. The robe had parted a little and showed up a little higher than her knee. Her skin looked so smooth and soft, so sexy. His mouth watered wanting to kiss and lick up her legs to the prize between them. He wondered if she was wearing anything under her robe at all. He wondered if she wanted something to happen between them.

The two continued to watch the movie, barely moving, as if it was just another movie. The scene changed to the girlfriend arriving at the house unannounced. The son answered the door nervously. He wasn't expecting her to show up, but she came in as if expected. Then she begins to snoop around the house until she finds the mom's bedroom.

She wants to have sex in mom's bed. Although he obviously doesn't want to, she's very good at convincing him and quickly gets herself naked. Even in his weak reluctance, she then strips him, and takes him in her mouth.

"You're such a bad boy, fucking your girlfriend on your mommy's bed," the girlfriend said, taking the son's cock into her mouth.

Evan shifted in his seat, trying to get his cock into a more comfortable position. God that woman was driving him crazy! If it wasn't her incredible body, the fact that she was all over the young man's cock was enough to drive him crazy. He wanted a woman like that. He craved for a woman to want and treat his cock like that. He glanced again at his Mom, not more than two inches away from him.

Renee could feel the woman's need and appreciated her technique. That boy's cock was certainly impressive. She was wondering about Evan's cock. Was it as big? Did it get as hard? Did he enjoy getting blowjobs like this boy did?

The boy moved between the woman's legs, pushing them apart and began licking her pussy. Evan grunted in appreciation but then masked it by coughing when he noticed a look from Renee out of the corner of his eyes.

"Excuse me," he said softly and then adjusted his position again. The camera zoomed in the boy's face between her legs. Damn her pussy looked nice. She had just a tuft of hair at the top and lovely, protruding labia that the boy sucked on greedily before focusing on her clit. He definitely was pleasing her. As the camera panned out, the woman had her head up and was watching every move he made, licking her lips, and moaning loudly. He couldn't help but wonder what Renee would sound like and taste like...

Renee was shaken from her dream-like state. She was so into the action on the movie she forgot where she was for a moment. The boy was was obviously good with his tongue and was driving the woman crazy. She'd never been eaten out like that, even by Evan's father. She wondered what it would feel like... She wondered if Evan could do that to her.

Suddenly, the boy on the video grabbed the woman's legs and lifted them, pushing them back so that her feet were beside her ears. It opened her up completely, exposing both her pussy and ass to the boy, and the camera. He moved forward and then began fucking her with abandon, the muscles in his back and ass rippling with his exertion.

"She's really just...," Evan started to say, finally just having to say something to break the silence. If he didn't speak up and say something... anything... the sexual tension was going to drive him insane.

"That's like a pretzel," Renee whispered.

Evan gulped. "Yeah, he's really twisting her up."

"Wow," Renee whispered, adjusting her seat. She moved slightly closer to Evan and lay her head on his shoulder. Then she put her hand on his thigh. She wanted it to seem innocent and casual, as if it was something's all mom's do when watching a movie with their son. But Evan felt white heat, making his cock throb even more.

"Looks like she really likes it," she said softly. She was stroking his thigh and moved too far, accidentally bumping into his cock and then pulling it away like she touched fire. She silently chided herself for being so brazen, but couldn't say anything at this point. "Oh! I can see you're really enjoying it." She laughed a little, trying to wave off the sexual tension, but couldn't help but be impressed with his cock. He seemed so hard... so huge...

Evan laughed and grabbed the couch pillow beside him, using it to cover his crotch. "Oh... I'm so... sorry," he laughed, completely embarrassed.

Renee patted his thigh, trying to reassure him. "Come on, it's ok... really," she said, pulling the pillow away from him. She could feel the muscles in his legs quiver with need. And her hand was so close... "You know we can never tell our friends that we watched this kind of movie together. I mean, they would get the complete wrong idea."

"Yeah," Evan agreed, nodding. "Your friend Megan would want to know all the details."

Renee looked at him in surprise. "Megan? What do you know about Megan?"

Evan looked back, surprised that she didn't know this about her friend. "What? I mean... from what I hear, she's kind of a freak."

"What? How do you know that?" Renee asked.

"Jeremy already bragged about conquering her," he said, referring to Megan's son. Evan and Jeremy had been somewhat close friends in the last couple years of high school.

"Conquering her?" Renee asked, looking down as if searching her memory for what that meant. Then she looked up, shock written all over her face. "Oh, my... what? While you guys were in high school?"

"I mean, the summer after. It's not that bad," Evan said. "He was 18."

Renee was completely shocked. Megan. Her best friend. Had sex with her son! "I can't believe... oh my God, she never told me that. And she had the audacity to judge me," she said, her voice trailing off as she pondered what that meant. If Megan did it... if Megan... fucked... her son... then maybe it wasn't wrong at all...

"Judge you for what?" Evan asked.

"Uh... no... nothing... I just... uh..." The action on the screen changed drastically both shocking and saving Renee from any embarrassment. The boy took his cock out of her pussy and very slowly pushed it into her ass as the camera zoomed in. And the woman was very excited about receiving it! She was cheering him on! "Oh my God, that looks like a lot of fun," Renee said, her eyes locked on the movie. "I would like to try some of that..."

Evan looked at her, dumbfounded. "Really?" Did his Mom just say she wanted to get fucked in the ass?

Renee tried to laugh it off. "Well, yeah, I mean, you just don't get to do that in every day sort of situations."

"Yeah... I guess dad was kind of asexual wasn't he?" Renee looked at him, shocked that he would disparage his father. "What I mean is... um... I didn't really see him romance you. I can't really expect him to do it behind closed doors either."

Evan sat back on the couch again, regaining his previous position. Renee lay her head on his shoulder. She moved her hand from his thigh and grabbed the throw from the back of the couch, tossing it over their laps.