"Mom..." I didn't know what to say. I was at a loss for words. Marci wasn't the type to convey her feelings, which is where I get it from. However, here she was, heart open to her only son. My mind drew blanks again, unable to comprehend the situation I was in, let alone predict my next move. I sighed, realizing the quickest way out of this is to just explain what has been happening. However, due to the nature of it, I decided to leave out specifics. "I've been going through some changes is all. I'm not some little kid anymore. I am an eighteen-year-old man who is not only trying to do right by you know who, but also trying to resist the urges or temptations that could deter me away from that."
"Urges?" My mom's voice sounded as if she was unsure of what I could have meant by that. I started to think of a way to explain it without it being weird.
"I mean, a growing boy's urges. You know?" Memories of my sister's pussy being in my mouth and my cock being in my other sister's mouth flashed in my mind, causing my blood to flow downward. My pants became a little tight, but I tried to ignore it for the time being. My mother scanned me for some reason, her eyes trailing across her own son in search of something I couldn't put my finger on. Her face lit up at a realization, causing her to turn away from me.
"Oh. I see. Urges." We both looked straight ahead, watching the clouds form above us, indicating a storm was brewing. Little rain droplets started to fall, causing the leaves above us to drip them down onto the car. I breathed out heavily, relaxing my body for a moment while I could. The whole ordeal took a lot out of me, far more than I had expected. My mom noticed, looking at my lap before looking at my face, not exactly looking me in the eyes. "Did you have sex yet?"
"The fuck, no, goddamn mom."
"I was just asking, jeez! No need to get all sensitive... You nervous about your first time?"
"Why are we talking about this?"
"Well, boys don't really get practice and tend to not last long their first time."
"...seriously?"
"Yes seriously, you sarcastic ass. Plus, I know you don't masturbate often."
"Mom!"
"Not my fault you always leave your door slightly open." I looked at her in disbelief, to which she just gave a smile to. "So, why are these urges causing issues for you at home though?"
"That's... Well..." I lost my train of thought, zoning out while my eyes headed downwards toward her thighs. I tried to think of something to say, but before I could, she caught wind of my thought process.
"Do your sisters turn you on?" Heat arose around my cheeks, making me believe I was blushing at that moment. Mom lifted my chin, forcing me to look at her. "Do I turn you on?"
"No!" Hard to say that when I was hard currently. Though, it wasn't due to her specifically. She looked into my eyes for a moment, before looking down at my stiff crotch.
"I think your friend is more truthful."
"S-Shut up!"
"Hey, I am still your mother, so don't ever tell me to shut up." I shook my head in absolute shock, unable to understand her humor in a conversation like this. I laid back in my seat, leaning it back so I could not be so rigid. It was a minute before anyone said anything again, making the statement that came out of Marci's lips hit harder than anything that came before it. "How about I just help you out?" I looked over at her, chuckling to myself.
"Here I thought your jokes couldn't get any worse, mom." Her hand slipped underneath my chair, pulling up the bar that locks it in place, causing me to quickly get pushed all the way back with the seat. "Jesus, what the hell is your-" Her quick movement made me shut up real fast, watching her get on top of me. Her legs straddled my lap, with her piercing gaze staring into my eyes from above. Her hair draped around my head, like a curtain blocking out the surrounding sights. The rain increased in volume, making the whole scene seem like clip of some romance movie. "...Mommy?"
"Yes, Jamie?" Her voice was smooth and quiet, unlike her usual output of speech. She talked to me not as a mother, but as a woman who wanted something. Her hands landed on my chest softly, waiting for my response to her.
"T-This isn't... appropriate..."
"Awe, I missed that little stutter of yours. You've become such a young man. My young man~" Her voice became lustful at the end. Her eyes turned sultry, as her hands went lower down my body. Her fingers landed on my crotch, rubbing it gently beneath herself.
"M-Mom?"
"Jamie, just trust your mommy on this one. You trust me, right? You love me, right?" I looked into her eyes, before slightly looking right, nervous to all hell.
"Yes, I trust you, mommy. I love you, you know that..." She got up slightly, lowering herself into the space that sat in-between the car seat and the dashboard. She tugged at my pants softly, letting me lift my butt off the seat so she could pull them all the way to my ankles. Her eyes went from the base of my shaft, going upwards to the tip, before looking me in my eyes. Her lips turned into a devilish grin.
"You are bigger than I thought you would be~ Big boy~" She winked at me, before taking off her red top slowly, unhooking her matching bra afterwards. My words were caught in my throat, looking down at my mom's bare chest. She giggled at my stares, squeezing them together with a smirk. "E-Cup. All natural. Do you like them, my naughty boy~?" I nodded, swallowing the saliva that piled up in my mouth. She laughed slowly, before placing her right hand on my thigh, letting the red sharp nails she wore slightly dig into my skin. Her left hand went to her mouth, as she licked it gently, allowing her hand to get moist. With her wet hand, she started to stroke my cock softly, going from base to tip, rubbing the top gently before going right back down. I shuddered in her hands, feeling an intense pleasure that I had never felt before from a simple hand job. Her fingers were surprisingly soft considering her profession, yet were firm in their grip, tightening around my shaft when needing to.
"Mommy~" She looked up at me with those sultry eyes, grinning like a devil who found her new plaything. Her fingers kept a steady pace, with her lips inching closer to my cock, making me wait for the thing I wanted most in the world at this very moment. She was way too skilled at this, making me almost cum without delay. However, she noticed this, squeezing the tip of my erection gently, fully stopping her strokes. To put it bluntly, she edged me, making me arch my back slightly at the intense pain mix with pleasure. I looked down at my mother, breathing heavily. "W-Why did you do that?" Her laugh was sending shivers down my spine, as she rubbed the tip with only two fingers.
"Trust me baby, you haven't felt true pleasure~ Just trust in mommy, and she will make sure this will forever be in your memories~" She winked at me, before pulling her hands away, using them to lift her big breasts. Slowly, almost painfully so, she surrounded the soft flesh of her boobs around my cock, making a moan slide out from my lips. She started to give me a boob job, her breasts going up and down over and over, increasing speed with every passing minute or so. Moans came out from my body without warning, with my hands gripping the sides of my car seat. It was all so much to take in, making me want to cum right then and there. She must have noticed this, because in response to my impending orgasm, she sped up and squeezed her breasts tighter together. The mixture of wet stroking and mom's faded breath was too much, as I leaned my head back.
"Fuck! Mommy!" The first rope of cum shot out with force, making it halfway to the roof of the car before landing on top of mom's chest. The second shot went not nearly as high, yet still landed on my mother's face, covering her in my cum. The rest simply spilled out onto her tits, with tiny amounts dripping down the sides through her fingers. My hearing came back into focus after a moment, listening into the rain that had taken over the night. My mom licked my cum over her fingers, swallowing every drop she could take. I felt myself blushing at the sight of her. She looked up at me, smiling slightly.
"You are too fucking cute~" I looked to the side in embarrassment, unsure how to even respond to that comment. She pulled out from the glovebox behind her a roll of paper towels, which if I gave even an ounce of thought to, would have realized why they were in there in the first place. She cleaned herself up, tossing the paper towels into the back. She looked at my erection, which oddly had not gone down since cumming, making me raise an eyebrow at myself. She said what we were both thinking, making me feel a bit relieved. "So, I assume this has not happened before?" I shook my head, making her put a finger to her lip. She licked it softly, before putting her hands on her hips. "Jamie~ Would you rather lose your virginity to some whore, or..." She took off her pants and panties in one swoop, making me gulp louder than I had ever gulp before. "...would you like to lose your virginity to me~?"
