Welcome to the final chapter, if not the final installment. The writing of this story has been a wild and long ride. Very long! I can't believe that it's been three and a half years! I had never expected it to be this long, or take this long to get out. But now it's done, the last words have been written. For everyone that has read my words, I say thank you. Thanks also for the comments, suggestions, and positive votes!
I do have numerous ideas for more stories, oh, so many ideas, so don't worry that I am done writing. None (but one) are like this and will be only one, or just a few chapters long. Please continue to comment or suggest ideas, I am always grateful for any kind of responses! And as always, please vote!
Onedragon
The time passed, as it does.
The next events between mom and me do need to be told, in all their exacting details!
Jojo and Johnny were still at camp. I was counting the hours and days until their return.
Actually, it wasn't so much their return that I was anticipating, but the amount of time I had left to spend unfettered with my wonderful mother. My gorgeous Jenny. My amazing lover.
I did still get time with Erin too, don't get me wrong. We just weren't as limited in partaking of our carnal pleasures. Or the location of their undertaking. It was just on that day that Erin was otherwise occupied with some friends, with which we both tried to spend at least some time.
Just after making me lunch, mom came to me and told me boldly that she wanted to recreate the first time anything had happened between us. I thought she had meant that afternoon at her sister's, when we had first had sex.
No, she wanted to go further back than that.
She wanted to sit beside me as she had when her hand had fell onto my hard dick!
I just figured that we could watch a movie together and let things play out as they had. Mom told me that that wouldn't guarantee that I would be 'ready' for her hand.
"Your presence mom, practically guarantees that!" I stated firmly.
"I want more assurance than your word. Not that I doubt it." Mom gave me a pat on the front of my pants that had me filling out.
"What are you suggesting?" Clearly, she was going somewhere with this idea!
"We could watch ... an ... uh, adult ... movie." Her eyes darted all over the room but couldn't meet mine. Even after everything!
I stared in shock at my mom.
I wasn't surprised. I don't think anything Jenny wanted would surprise me anymore.
I was very intrigued though.
I also was bolder in my response than her request.
"An adult movie? You mean porn?" My eyes never left her face.
Her eyes then came up to mine.
"Yes. If you can watch that with your mother that is." Her whole demeanor was no longer shy and demure, nor was it motherly. Jenny was all sultry seduction.
"Oh yes I can!" I told her gladly.
"Well." Mom put a hand on my shoulder. "I will have to dress more appropriately for that. You should get more comfortable as well."
She turned and headed down the hall to her bedroom.
How do you dress more appropriately for porn? Undress is more like it!
I rushed upstairs to put on some looser clothes that wouldn't restrict mom's hands, my hardening dick, or my blood flow in any way! I settled on some old sweat pants with an elastic waistband for easier access and removal, and my usual tee shirt.
I came back down and didn't see mom around.
I went in search of my love. I found her putting on some lingerie, much as I had not so long ago. And as with then, I spied on her dressing through the half open door. I suspected that she might be purposely putting on a show for me. It was so erotic, sensual, and yes, sexy to watch my own mother putting on the intimate apparel especially for me. That only made me want to please her even more!
Before she finished, I retreated back to the living room in heated anticipation of the upcoming action.
I was already sitting on the loveseat when Jenny came into the room. She was wearing one of the pieces that we had bought together. It was a green silky corset one-piece that left most of her breasts bulging out of the top and the crotch so tight that mom's vulva was clearly outlined like a camel's toe. She also had on green-tinted stockings with wide bands around her trim thighs, and modest, but still sexy heels. Also, she had on a sheer green lace gown that didn't hide anything, with a green silk sash tied around her waist.
I'm sure my eyes bugged out as much as they had that long-ago day.
I made no comment on the amount of time that had passed since that shopping trip, and just stared as she crossed the room and came and sat next to me, snuggling close.
"What about your blanket to keep you warm?" I asked as I gestured to it behind me on the back of the loveseat.
"It won't be needed as I am very warm already. And I have you here to keep me warm as well." Mom purred to me with a hand on my chest.
"You're wrong there, mom. You're not warm, you are
very
hot!" I told her ardently.
Mom smiled at that but didn't respond to it, instead replying. "Besides, with the blanket on, then you couldn't stare at me in my lingerie."
I couldn't argue with that in the slightest!
Now that we had come to it, I will admit that I was a little nervous about watching porn with my mother. We might have done almost everything imaginable sexually, but there was still that part of me that saw her as mom. It was the part that made what we did even sexier, more lustful, but she was still the one that had spanked me when I was five or six for breaking the cookie jar and then lying about it. No matter how many times I took her ass, or smacked her delightful derrière, there was still that little boy lurking deep inside me.
And now I would be doing one of the things that every young guy would dread to have their mom catch them doing; besides
that
other thing of course! Watching porn! Even with her wearing the sexiest of lingerie and looking so ready for sex sitting beside me!
Then came the next issue!
What porn do you watch with your mom?
"What do you want to watch?" I asked nervously.
Mom answered almost nonchalantly. I knew it had to be a front though; she had to be as nervous about this as me. Although she was the one that had come up with the idea!
"Whatever you normally watch." She said as she pressed her body closer to mine and rested her head on my shoulder like she had done on that fabled evening.
How do you admit to your mother what you watch to jerk off? Even a mother with whom you're having sex?
"Um ... actually ..." I faltered. "Since you, and Jess. And then Erin. I haven't had to in quite a while."
