Where We Belong, Ch. 01
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted in the story are over the age of 18.
"Mom... we can't... you said we had to stop doing this. We were doing so well."
"I know, baby. I know. But can we... please... just tonight. I need you. I need to feel the way you always made me feel. Please."
I wiped a tear from Mom's cheek as I held her. She tried to kiss my lips but I moved away to avoid it, still keeping her wrapped in my embrace.
"We said we couldn't do that anymore. It was your idea to stop, and we've gone so long now without giving in to the temptation. We would feel terrible if we gave in now."
Mom began sobbing again, pressing her face into my shoulder. Despite my words of refusal to what she wanted, I couldn't avoid feeling aroused by her body up against mine again.
"I just feel... so alone. I just exist and I have no one to truly be with and I can't even get a date to follow through. I'm hopeless."
"Mom, you're not... you're not hopeless. You're beautiful! You're the sexiest woman I know, honestly. You'll find what you're looking for."
"You... still think I'm sexy?"
"Of course. But... you know we can't act on those feelings anymore."
I felt one of Mom's hands on my bulge. She let out a small gasp as she realized I was getting hard.
"Oh, honey... you're so hard right now. I knew you would enjoy this too. So why not just let it happen? I need a man to love me tonight. I need to be fucked."
"Mom. You just need to rest and we'll talk in the morning. It's late."
She started to stroke me through my pants, knowing that my cock still had a bit of growing before it was at full mast.
"Take these off honey. I want to play with you. Please."
"No. We're going to bed."
"Exactly!" Mom grinned mischievously.
"Not like that. We're going to sleep. I'll take the couch and you can have my bed."
Mom was still dressed for her unsuccessful date, but she began removing clothes quickly. Soon she stood before me entirely naked, staring up at me as if challenging me to continue resisting her.
"It can all be yours again baby. Even if just for tonight. Every inch of me belongs to you. I'll do anything for you."
I was prepared to continue refusing until my eyes came to rest on her plump, round ass. She bent over and gave herself a light smack, knowing it would drive me crazy.
"Mom... stop."
"Anything you want. Any way you want me. Everything you used to like. Use me any way you've ever wanted. Make me feel sexy like you used to."
"Please, Mom, let's just go to sleep. You'll feel better in the morning."
"As your mother, I'm ordering you to fuck me."
That set off something in my brain. All the resistance melted away and I knew I couldn't hold off any longer. I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. Our tongues danced against one another as we began to share the intimacy we had been denying ourselves for months now.
I pulled her head away with a handful of her hair and looked down into her eyes.
"Say it again."
"Fuck me, baby. Fuck your mother."
"Again. Louder. Just so we're clear." Saying this, I gave her chubby ass a good smack, causing her eyes to roll back with pleasure.
"Fuck me! Fuck your mommy slut! Anything you want and it's yours, baby."
"You asked for it. Get on your knees."
Mom raised an eyebrow at the terseness of my command but complied right away. She was grinning with anticipation as I removed my clothes, letting out my rock hard erection.
Mom began to remove her dress as well.
"No," I told her firmly. "That stays on for now."
"You're so... in charge, baby. I love it. You like how I look in this dress?"