My Second Wet Weeend with Mom

"You don't stare at me anymore."

"I'm sorry?"

"You don't stare at me anymore, Scott." Sally said with a wicked smile as she stood next to my desk... swaying those tits of hers back and forth as she leaned over.

"In fact, I think you've missed class a couple of times this week, does Mrs. Valverde not do it for you anymore either?"

"Sally... I... ah... what are you talking about?" At this point her smile turned into a frown, I guess she wasn't in the mood for games. I was honestly confused.

"You're always staring at my tits and I know all of the guys in this class just come here for Mrs. Valverde. Where are you getting your fix? And who's pissing on you?"

I was in total shock and she could tell. Just as she blew my mind with such a question, her smile quickly returned.

"There's a type of shampoo you should use, it'll help get the smell out. Mrs. Valverde told me about it."

Okay, now I was listening, horny, getting ready to grab my dick like a winning lottery ticket.

"Mrs. Valverde?" I could hardly remember her name as I was subconsciously reaching below the desk, not realizing where I was or what I was doing.

"Not here, Scott." She quickly turned around, checking to see if anyone was around us.

"Listen, I'm sure you can tell, but I like the attention of horny boys like yourself. I'm sorry, but I miss your eyes glued to my chest." She leaned in and gave me a quick whisper, "I know Mrs. Valverde does too."

"Okay Sally, you got me." I must admit, I've been dreaming of my mom all day and wondering what we were going to do around the house this weekend before picking out new furniture and remodeling the place... a must do, no thanks to our piss sessions. As hot as Sally was, she was right to know that my mind was elsewhere, I just couldn't believe her jealousy, especially since I never thought my average self ever crossed her mind... or else I would've fucked her a long time ago.

"How do you know Mrs. Valverde?" At this point I just wanted answers, I was ready to go home.

"Oh, she's my mommy."

"...what?"

A bell rang, voices quickly filled the hall outside of the classroom... I was now in a different universe, no care about the world around me, even my mom became a distant thought and I had never felt so dumb, lost in tunnel vision. I managed to focus on the ass in the far distance behind Sally as I watched Mrs. Valverde reach up to clean her chalk board... erasing the lessons that no one would dare give a shit about if it weren't for her glorious figure in front of class. Nothing was better than when she'd wear black turtle neck sweaters and clean that same board... turning towards class and never noticing the hints of white chalk outlining her nipples as her heavy chest would graze the board. The woman that started my obsession with sex and 'over the top' fantasies.

"Scott!" Sally once again hit the desk and brought me back to the moment.

"Sally, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize you needed my attention that way. But I must ask, what's your mom got to do with your needs?"

"Well, what can I say? She's a teacher... she... teaches me things. Things that satisfy me. You should come by for a lesson. I'll talk to her and let her know there's someone in her class that enjoys some of the things we do... but seriously Scott, go take a shower."

At that point Sally stood up, blew me a kiss and squeezed her tits with her arms a little to leave an impression on me before running off into the hall.

"Is everything okay over there?" Mrs. Valverde yelled out from across the lector room.

"Yes, sorry, I was just about to leave."

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It seemed like forever until I got home. I jumped in my car and raced there as fast as I could. Normally I would pull my dick out on the way home and try to rub one out but being that mom made it clear that I could masturbate anywhere at home, with her help of course, it didn't seem like something I needed to do anymore. Still, I was so horny driving home, I could feel the precum sticking to the inside of my jeans just as I arrived to the house.

I quickly ran inside to see pots and pans on the stove in the kitchen. I was met with a carpet shampooer in the middle of the living room, cleaning supplies everywhere... the house smelled of fresh lemons and cheap air fresheners.

"Mom! Mom, I'm home! Where are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom honey!"

Jesus Christ, she's in the bathroom, can my day get any better, I thought. I practically tripped over myself as I raced around the corner, running through her room to find the bed neatly made, she must've spent all day trying to get the house back to normal. As I turned into the bathroom I was met with her ass in the air. A site I'd love on any other day but she was on her hands and knees, scrubbing around the toilet with cleaning gloves on. Still wearing a tight pair of jeans, a white t-shirt was running up her back and she was bent over.

"Mom, I need to jack off right now and talk to you."

"So, go ahead honey, I'm busy right now. Just don't piss anywhere yet, I'm trying to get the place cleaned up."

Immediately I pulled my dick out and started pumping on my meat. Standing just behind her I was enjoying the view of her ass up but I wanted to see more, I wanted to see some skin.

"What did you want to talk to me about sweety?"

"Well, I..." All of a sudden, I was tripping on words, distracted by my current mission.

"Can I... tell you... after I'm done?"

"Sure sweety, in fact, let me finish in here and we can sit down and have dinner."

"Mom, I can't wait... pull your pants down."

Without saying anything mom stood up on her knees and turned towards me. She was met with her son frantically jerking off just behind her. I was going to town fast, I needed release quick. Mom simply smiled at me, removed her gloves for a moment, turned back around and unzipped her pants. She struggled to get her thumbs into each side and pulled as hard as she could down, revealing that beautiful juicy ass to me. Once her jeans were down, she put her gloves back on and continued to work around the toilet, bending back over for me.

"Oh God mom, I love your ass."

"Thank you, baby. You must've really gotten worked up at school."

I continued to pound my manhood while staring into her ass, admiring her shape as she stuck her ass out in the air for me.

"Baby, I'm cleaning right now, so just let me know when you're close."

"It won't take long mom."

Eventually she started to make her way closer to the shower, cleaning the sides of the tub, dragging her knees with her jeans wrapped around her thighs and her ass continued to hang out of her pants.

"Damn mom, your ass is so nice. I'm almost there."

She quickly stood back up and tried to turn around to face me. Her chest was covered in water and I could clearly see her nipples poking through her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. That's all it took for me.

"I'm going to cum mom."

"Mmm, that's my boy."

She then crawled over to me and placed her face right in front of my cock. She stared into the tip of my dick, like I had just stared into her gorgeous asshole, just waiting for the explosion. By now it was clear that she didn't just enjoy watching me masturbate, she really loved watching fluids erupt from my body.

I kept looking down at her beautiful hair, those bangs dangling on her forehead that she shaped just for me. I couldn't take it anymore and shot a massive load, hitting her right in the face. She was surprised at first, I guess I should've warned her. She quickly placed her lips around my tip and collected the rest as I continued to jerk my meat and expel every last drop of jizz into her mouth.

"Mmm." Was all I heard from mom as she remained focused on my cock.

"Oh my god mom, thank you so much, I needed that."

After I was done, she simply removed her mouth, looked up at me with a single string of cum running from her nose down to her chin and neck, and looked into my eyes... she opened her mouth to show me the load I just deposited into her mouth.

"Fuck, that's a lot." I just stood there for a moment and admired my magnificent load that sat on top of her thirsty tongue. For a moment I debated on whether or not to lean down to her for a wet kiss.

She swallowed instead, then stuck her clean tongue out for me to see. "Do you like it when mommy drinks your cum baby?"

"Oh yes, mom. I love it when we drink each other's mess."

She then went to wipe the rest off of her face but quickly remembered the gloves she was wearing... "Don't!" I shouted.

"Don't move mom."

I slowly began to get on my knees as Mom stood there like a whore at complete attention. Still with her tongue out and a shot of jizz on her face, she continued to look into my eyes. Once I got on my knees, I grabbed her face with both of my hands and started to lick the cum off of her. I ran my tongue on her chin, her cheeks, up around her nose, gathering all of the silky-smooth milk I could. I moved back briefly, looking for more, and started working on her neck, heading north to meet her wanting tongue. I then met my cum covered tongue with hers and got the kiss I wanted. We sucked on each other's tongues and pushed what was left of my goo in and out of each other's mouths before I finally leaned back away from her so she could see the combination of cum and spit in my mouth... I then held it out for her to see before swallowing.

"Okay honey, now I need to masturbate!" She laughed as I finished my little show for her.

"What made you want to do that?"

"Mom, once I've let you shit out my piss into my own mouth for you to drink... I think we're past any kind of limitations."

"Well, you still haven't cum in my pussy yet."

"That's true." If anyone saw the scene of my mom's pants wrapped around her knees as we faced each other on the ground in ecstasy, I don't know if anyone would laugh or stand in complete confusion on what was occurring. "Why hasn't that happened?"

"I don't know." She shrugged her shoulders like a cute girl with no clue, her massive tits bouncing in that wet shirt while doing so. "Maybe I just enjoy masturbating with you. I know it's all sex but I love the way we touch ourselves and each other when we need 'help.' We'll get around to it honey. For now, I need to finish in here... dinner is simmering in the kitchen. Let's talk more in there."

"Okay Mom, thanks again. Sorry to..."

"No, don't say sorry, just go in the kitchen. You know I don't mind."

"Thanks Mom."

She gave me a quick peck on the cheek like she used to... more as mom and son and less as two sex craved adults. I jumped up and walked into the kitchen.

Once I walked in, I was met with an entirely different scent... spaghetti. My favorite. The sauce was on the stove and the noodles were still sitting there in the box with a pot full of water. I turned on the heat and brought the water to boil so I could throw the pasta in. About 10 minutes later as I moved the pasta around, mom finally came in.

"Thank you sweety, I got it from here, have a seat."

I moved back over to the kitchen table and sat down... I sat there and watched as mom continued to work in the kitchen, still swearing the same jeans and soaked shirt, as she worked on dinner. How did I get so lucky? I looked down at the table, where it all started just a week ago. Our relationship has changed so much, but clearly for the better. We're still mom and son, but there's just more love there between us. She does so much for me, cares about my needs. I love this woman.

"So, what the hell got you worked up today?" She said with a huge smile on her face as she laid a big hot bowl of spaghetti down in front of me.

"Mmm, smells so good mom, thank you."

"No problem sweety... quit stalling." She laughed.

"Well first I must say, the house looks nice... but what about this weekend?"

"Oh... well... about that." Her smile quickly left and I could tell she wanted to be serious about something.

"Listen, we've had a lot of fun around here these last several days."

"Yup." I sat there dedicated to the meal in front of me, I was pretty hungry but couldn't help but smile in between each bite I took."

"But the truth is that we can't live this way. Filthy I mean... It's got nothing to do with what we're doing, I love that, so don't take this the wrong way..." She was struggling to get her message out for some reason, as if she were nervous or scared of hurting my feelings.

"It's just, well the house has really been smelling lately and I don't think we can continue this way."

"Oh, about that..." I quickly interrupted, hoping to tell my story.

"No, now you hang on a second, don't interrupt your mother."

"...sorry mom."

She sat there stern, but I couldn't help but be amused by this conversation. It was a little hard to take her seriously with her tits still propped up on the table and those sexy boobs outlined in what was now a dried up, wrinkled shirt. I could still see the puffed-up areolas and long nipples pushing against her top, dying to be set free.

"Listen, I still plan on replacing the couch and my mattress. But we need to live here. I shampooed the carpet in the living room today. It was just smelling too much. You haven't done anything in your room, have you?"

"No mom... you told me not to confine myself in there, I haven't thought twice about doing anything in there... well, I was thinking about peeing in bed in the morning before getting up, I've always wanted to do that."

"Hmm..." She sat there and thought for a moment. "That does sound nice, I'd hate to deny you that. I love doing that myself... tell you what, I can try to swing a 2 for 1 deal at the store when I go to pick up my mattress, so go ahead and ruin it. But try not to get anything on the carpet, that shampooer is a bitch to work."

"Sure thing Mom."

"Okay, well anyway..." She finally reached for her fork and took a bite in between her thoughts. My bowl was nearly empty.

"So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't think we should go crazy this weekend."

"What?" She now had my full attention; my hunger was quickly satisfied and I was starting to think this weekend was over before it began.

"But mom, there's something I need to tell..."

"No baby, now you listen."

"Yes Mom." Now I was looking down like a little kid in trouble.

"It's just that we can't go on like this. I don't care if you masturbate around the house but it's time we start cleaning up after ourselves and you won't be able to cum on the new furniture anyway, so it's best we figure something else out."

"Well... I like cumming everywhere, that's part of the fun."

"I know honey, so do I, trust me, I know!" "She sat back and crossed her arms... always underneath those massive melons. I loved it when she did that, it's as if she was showing off her chest to me by accident.

"Okay Mom, so what are we going to do?"

"Well, I was thinking..." A small smirk started to show on her face and I was beginning to think there was some kind of good part to this lector of hers.

"You know I love the way you taste." She had my interest restored.

"Perhaps you could just cum in my mouth more often... or we could stick to having fun in the bathrooms... take showers together... we could be here in the kitchen and use the tile floor... just need to stay off the carpets and away from the furniture. That's all... just some limitations dear."

"Oh, well... that's not so bad." During all of this talk about us masturbating and her giving me permission to cum in her mouth whenever I want, I was starting to get hard and turned on by just how natural this conversation was.

"In fact, I'm still really wet from what you did earlier and I know if I touch myself, I'm going to explode... but I did just spend the whole day cleaning this house. I should jump in the shower after dinner."

"I have an idea."

"What's that sweety?"

I finished my last bite of food and grabbed my napkin, wiping away at the droplets of sauce all over my chin. "I need to shower mom; it's been a long day. Why don't you masturbate in here and I'll try to swallow whatever I can." Before she could answer I stood up and starting stripping my clothes off. She just sat there with a huge smile on her face and watched as I threw my clothes into the living room and got down on my knees in front of her.

"Go ahead mom, soak me."

"Really? Hmm... well, I mopped in here this morning."

"I'll try to swallow as much as I can and just aim for my chest if I can't take anymore... I'll come back after I shower and mop up the rest, I promise."

"Oh honey, you really do love me, don't you?"

"Of course, mom, you and your 'condition.'"

"Okay!" She quickly stood up and pulled her shirt above her head. I didn't know what to admire first, her chest, or the way her hair shot up in the air and came flying down all over her shoulders and landing all around those gorgeous nipples. She then struggled (as usual) to pull her undersized pants down from that plump ass of hers. She finally got free of it and then leaned down to pull the rest of her pants off her legs... God I loved the view of her tits dangling right in front of my face. I wanted to reach out and grab them but this was her moment.

She quickly stepped out of her jeans and then threw her clothes into the living room just as I did. She sat back down on the chair and opened her legs to me.

"Come closer my boy."

"Yes mom." I slid on my knees to get in between her and sat there like a puppy. I looked down and was amazed by just how wet she was. She slid her fingers between her labia and pushed her lips apart. Her other hand quickly came down and she ran a finger over her clit. Immediately I could see her nipples tighten up and get even harder than they were moments ago.

"Fuckin a mom, you look amazing."

"Mmm, thank you baby. I love knowing that I can make you happy."

She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She wanted release and was focused on pleasuring herself. Any other time we would be focused on the moment; both getting pleasure from all of the dirty things we did... but this time she just wanted to cum. I wasn't going to complain. I just concentrated on limiting the mess.

She circled her index finger around her clit and quickly shook in the chair. Her other hand quickly left her mound and grabbed the back of my head. I was pulled into her crotch and was somewhat shocked by the force she used. I was quickly met with a stream of piss leaving her body and hitting me in the face, splashing in my eyes and up my nose. I closed my eyes as quick as I could and opened my mouth.

By the time the second stream of fluids hit I managed to open my mouth and it hit directly into the back of my throat. Her hand pushing my face into her, I had nowhere to go by leave my mouth open just in front of her glistening pussy.

"Oh yes baby, fuck I need this!" She yelled out in heat and continued to rub her clit harder and faster.

"Mmm." Was all I managed to get out. With my eyes closed I was missing quite the show, but I wanted to try to clean up as much as I could.

"Oh baby, here comes some more. I'm sorry."

By this point a steady stream of piss was coming out and I did all I could to capture it. I swallowed and swallowed but each time more piss splashed off my face and ran down my body and onto the floor. She finally released me as I leaned back, held myself up by placing my hands on the floor behind me and let the piss hit my chest and trickle to the floor. I opened my eyes and watched as I could see the beautiful stream leave her urethra and splatter all over me.

"Fuck baby, that's so hot." She said as both of her hands were now wrapped around her tits... she was pulling on her nipples waiting for the piss stream to die down.

"Give it to me mom." I was lost in the moment, not sure what to say. Eventually her stream ended and she tilted her head back, once again focused to get off some more. This time she rubbed remnants of the piss that was left on the chair all over her fingers and then shoved three of them into her pussy. She started to fingerbang herself as quickly as she could. Small spurts of piss continued to leave her as she went to town. I leaned back in and continued to admire her pussy.