Roleplay After Hours

^_^ Names have been changed to fit the story, and all are over 18 ^_^

Hey there, reader. My name is Jennie, and I am not your typical standard woman. I am a Chubby yet curvy dwarf woman. I stay fit as best I can. I stand at a whopping 4 ' 10". Some have said I act like a Dwarf from Dungeon and Dragons or Warhammer or Warcraft. I would dawn a fake bread to cosplay as a Tolkien dwarf, just for shits and giggles. Now, as for my breast size, the girls are 44DD, and for my size and frame, that's huge. I would go further into detail on my appearance, but let's face it. You're already hooked on the dwarf white woman with long brown hair and eyes.

1994 I was 18 years old when I had my son, Eric. So, 22 years later, my only son was off to college. He's 6' 2", did four years in the Army, kept in shape, and is going to college, thanks to the GI Bill. Typical in my family. I married a US Marine, but he passed away. So, it was just my son and me during those 18 years. As he grew up, we lived with my parents so I could be home growing up alongside my big boy son while working nights as a stripper. You would be surprised by how many men and women would tip me for a lap dance and or private strip show. But, after Jack's death, I lost my soul mate, and I was heartbroken, but I had Eric to take care of, and that's all the love I would need.

Yet, once he left the nest at 18 and enlisted in the Army. I hoped and prayed he wouldn't die like his Marine father. I continued with my stripping gig and helped my parents out until I found a place of my own. Years went by, and I received many letters from my son, and I had enough cash saved up to get my place. It also helped that I invested wisely during those years and could've retired if I had waited, too, which I did. While Eric was growing up, my son got me hooked on Comics, Roleplaying, and anime. So, I had at least a hobby to pass the time away. So what did I do? I ordered some chain mail, a helmet, a shield, and an axe to go to a comic con with my friends.

That weekend was a blast for me; not only did I meet new people, but I got to go to an all-male strip club with friends. What a fun time. The only woman in the house still dresses up as a warrior Dwarf. Some ladies who visited the strip club thought I was an armor bouncer. Which was fine when I randomly waddled to one of the male strippers and slapped his ass, and reminded him to keep it clean.

"I know that voice," I thought, hearing the stripper's voice over the loud music; I knew it was my son.

So, considering my dwarf character, I just waved his comment away. I hope he did know it was me, but I should've thought better. I spent years growing up with a mom as tall as me. He just knew, played along with the RP, and returned to earn cash. After that, the night went on for a few more hours, and I left with my friends and went home. I was excited to see all those young, strong men dancing their stuff for horny women. It got me so horny that I would let my son fuck me. It didn't help my train of thought that I slapped his bare butt cheek.

So when I got home, drunk off my ass. I paid the cabby, stumbled to my door, and dropped my keys. I went to pick the keys up, and when the front door opened, I heard my son's voice.

"Welcome home, Madam Dwarf," he said

"Don't madam me, Bard." I looked up at him while bent over, picking up my keys.

My eyes drank up the man, my son, had become--a smirk formed as I rose back up. I crossed my tiny arms and began roleplaying as if he were a kid all those years back.

"If I knew you had this side hustle of a quest, Bard. I would've made you stop. But, because I discovered it the way I did..." I paused briefly, and my smirk to a coy horny grrl smile as I stepped up to him, as if he was my lover.

The front of my house has high bushes and trees to afford me some privacy. So I knew no one could see me or hear us talking to one another the way we were about to get into. I slapped the right ass cheek of my son and let a small hum feel this hunk's firm ass.

"So much like his father," I thought before saying, "That you need a good dwarf woman, love. How about it?"

"Look, madam Dwarf, I'm super tired," Eric stated with a devilish smirk, "and I got Bard training tomorrow. So I return this idea to you..."

He knelt and talked softly to me as a son to his mother would. "Why don't you strip for me, as you did for all those years back and a private lap dance, but we uh um..."

His words spark the fire of my already-fueled hormones, that we're about to cross the incest Taboo line. At that point, my now-on-fire horniness was in an inferno mode. He saw the smirk, lust, and love raging in my eyes, and he dropped the strip show altogether and stuck to his role. He lifted me and placed me over his shoulder. I pretended to fuss and protest in RP Dwarf. I was yelling at him to put me down. But my body was getting ready for our shared loving moment.

He tossed me onto my bed and then proceeded to remove my armor. I tried to help get him out of his clothes. But he slapped my tiny hands away and shook his right index finger at me. At that moment, I knew what he wanted to do for me, and he would give me a strip show for his mom. So I laid there naked and watched him dance and slow-strip to the Alexa playing songs. I sat there on the bed, my eyes drinking the sways of his hip and the flow of his body.

I rose to my feet to return the dancing to him. His stripper mom, naked, of course, dancing. Once he was nude, I looked down at his penis. It stood large and ready for action. I danced up to him as he waved me up to him. I wrapped my tiny hands around his thick long hard cock, and My hands ran up and down his shift. I leaned in and began licking and sucking one of his nipples. I heard him moan in delight as we began our shared quest into the land of Incest Taboo.

Up and down, my tiny hands stroked his cock, as I licked one nipple, then moved to the other. After what seemed like minutes, it could've been seconds for what we knew. I released his wonderful hard cock and knelt before this strong man before him. I once more gripped his cock, ready to venture deeper into the realm of Incest Taboo. I looked up at him.

"Mmmm...so big and strong, Eric..." I said before moving forward to proceed to pleasure his cock with my mouth.

My mouth open, I continued forward; my lips felt and dragged forward as his cock ventured deep into my loving embrace. I looked up at him, seeing his shock and awe at how my mouth felt around him. I knew he was enjoying it as I felt his hand grip my hair. I might not have gotten his cock as deep as I had with his father, but then again, I haven't been with a man after his father's death. So, I might be a little out of practice. But, the moans and love twitches he gave were proof enough that he didn't care, and he loved every down and up stroke of my mouth.

I knew we were at this for a few; when I stopped, I walked to the middle of the bed. I wasn't done pleasuring this wee beastie of a cock of my son.

"Lay down, boy," I ordered, and he followed them.

Once lying down, I fling my small legs over his face so he can eat out of the place he was born out of. Let me tell you that my son's tongue was beyond anything his father knew. His touch felt good. The sounds of lovemaking filled the room, and thank god I was big enough to reach his cock to have a fun time sixty-nining.

We moaned, sucking, slurping love making it feel like we were fighting to get the top score. What seemed like seconds was minutes of pleasure work. But, our adventure into the Incest Taboo realm had reached the point of no return to our innocent lovers. We sensed it was going to happen, and it was going to happen now. As much as I hated to leave that wonder man's tongue, I wanted to feel what I helped bring to the world.

I tossed my leg over his waist, leaned forward, and pinned him down as I guided his cock, into my pussy. Our adventure into the Incest Taboo realm was complete. I moaned out with pleasure, as did my son. With each inch of his cock, slipping past my pussy lips. I looked into his loving, lust-driven eyes and smiled at him once all his cock was buried deeply into my pussy.

"Fuck baby," I cooed as my hips started to rise. "You've grown a lot."

"I know, Mom," he said as he leaned upwards and held my head. We passionately kissed and began making love.

It was slow and steady at first. Yet, riding this wild young man of mine got me wet. So you can imagine when he slipped out of his mom's excited pussy. But, not missing a beat, I helped him back in.

"Such a bad boy you are, Eric," I said between moans of love with a loving giggle. "Getting you, mommy, so wet and feeling good. Oh, baby, yeah, like that."

I didn't hear anything if he replied with anything because I was so caught up with our lovemaking. His rough hands grip my hips as he plowed me to new heights of pleasure. I knew that any doubts about having sex with my son were washed away forever. This XP of life was worth it and to continue. No doubt, my son was feeling it as well. In and out, piston my son's cock. It felt like he was using me like a man using a fleshlight. But I didn't care; I was getting fucked by a man with talent in all departments. I moaned and ordered more of his treatment; one orgasm followed the next. The sounds of our flesh slapping upon each. But the more we fucked, the more it felt good. With a brief pause, he asked me to get on all four, and I followed his order.

I stuck my ass up into the air, and before long, he was sinking his cock back into the hole in which he was born out of. He bangs the lust into me and pleasure out of me. I moan with him with each in and out. He leaned in and squeezed my breast as he pounded my pussy to an orgasm. He grips my hips, with his strong hands, after a few more minutes of us fucking doggy style.

"Oh fuck MOM, I'm cumming" I heard as he rocked me out of a huge climax. With each pump of his cock, dumping load after load of love into my pussy.

After that first night, not only did we remain lovers, but we decided to continue our love affair once a week. He was dating someone he loved. But, every so often, he does show up during the week for a quick visit with his dwarf warrior.