My First Erotic Short Story!

Hey everyone! I’m just getting into the idea of writing erotic short stories for primarily men. Please read the story below and let me know what you think! I posted the link of where the story can be bought if any of you feel like you want to support me in that way! <3 No pressure whatsoever! Please read and let me know your thoughts, and what you would like to see more of ;)

Description: Jason is a sweet boy who has had it rough recently. But all that is about to change when he finally gets some alone time with Mrs. Johnson. Secretly in love with his best friend’s mom, he finds out she also has feelings for him. Gentle femdom, comforting and lots of “good boys” ahead!

Good Boy Seduced By Friend’s Mom

*All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age or older.*

Jason walked up to his best friend’s brick house, noticing the perfect roses on display in the garden. Mrs. Johnson always kept such a tidy house despite Mr. Johnson never being around. He rang the doorbell, anxious to tell his friend Nathan about his horrible day at school this past Friday. He heard the soft chime coming from inside and was greeted with a pleasant surprise: Mrs. Johnson.

“Oh, hi sweetie! Yes, come right in! Nathan should be down shortly to play with you. He’s just finishing up some chores,” Mrs. Johnson said cheerily. She was always so happy and Jason wondered what her secret was. As he walked into the home, he was greeted by the smell of warm cookies and vanilla candles.

“Thanks so much Mrs. Johnson! I’ll go help him finish up,” Jason offered, starting to head up the stairs when he felt a gentle tug on his hand. Heat rushed to his cheeks as he looked back at Mrs. Johnson.

“That’s so sweet that you want to help him, but Nathan must do this on his own. He was supposed to finish his chores hours ago.”

Mrs. Johnson was holding Jason’s hand with both of her own, gently, but firmly. Nathan was in no mood to fight her, especially with that beautiful twinkle in her eyes.

“That’s a good boy! This will give us some time to get to know each other. Here, sit down sweetie.” Mrs. Johnson led Jason to the dining room table and slowly let go of his hand. Jason found he was a little disappointed she was no longer touching him.

“Can I get you anything to eat or drink?” Mrs. Johnson asked, rummaging around in the bottom of the fridge, her blue dress tight against her skin. Jason was mesmerized by her round, beautiful curves and found himself lost in his dirty thoughts for a moment too long.

Mrs. Johnson stopped rummaging around and began to turn around. Jason started to panic and looked anywhere but at Mrs. Johnson, wondering if she had seen him.

Mrs. Johnson giggled, almost knowingly so. “Oh I see you eyeing those cookies over there. Here, let me get you a couple.”

Mrs Johnson placed two warm cookies on a pristine white plate and brought them over to Jason, closing the distance between them. She hesitated before placing the plate down in front of him, frowning slightly.

“You seem sad about something, sweetie. Here, come sit next to me,” Mrs. Johnson said, gently patting her soft thighs. Jason hesitated, looking into her mesmerizing eyes.

“Don’t be shy sweetie. Come sit down,” she said, more firmly. Jason was quick to obey this time.

“Now…tell me all about it, sweetie,” Mrs Johnson cooed.

“Well Mrs. Johnson…” Jason hesitated, but was encouraged by Mrs. Johnson’s soft smile. “I asked this girl to the dance, and she turned me down,” Jason said ashamedly, putting his head down.

Mrs. Johnson gasped. “That’s so awful. I’m so sorry to hear that. That should never happen to anyone. Especially a strong, sweet 18 year old man like yourself. ”

Mrs. Johnson put a reassuring hand on Jason’s shoulder, drawing him into a tight embrace. Jason let her, enjoying the moment against her warm breasts. Jason started to get carried away in his thoughts.

Mrs. Johnson let out a soft gasp. “Oh! Are you… nuzzling me? You must need more comfort than I thought, sweet boy! Come a little closer, you poor thing.”

Jason’s cheeks felt warm as he blushed, embarrassed that his thoughts had turned to actions.

“Come here. I know how to make my good boys feel better. But… you don’t exactly think of me as a mommy. Do you?” Mrs. Johnson had a knowing, mischievous smile.

“I would love to spoil you and make you feel special,” she said, still smiling.

“Let me feed you a cookie and some milk, honey. You would like that wouldn’t you?”

“…Y-yes Mrs. Johnson,” Jason stuttered, disbelieving.

“Oh, enough with the Mrs. Johnson. Call me Callie…or would you prefer mommy?”

Jason gulped, overwhelmed by his options. “Y-yes, mommy.” Jason stuttered again.

“That’s a good boy. Now eat up. Don’t worry about ruining your appetite at all,” she laughed, pulling him onto her lap and holding up a cookie to his lips.

Jason hesitated, thinking the situation was a little strange. Regardless, he took a small bite from mommy’s hand, looking into her eyes as she nodded encouragingly.

“That’s it. That’s a good boy,” mommy said while stroking his hair.

Then Jason took a bigger bite. Then another.

“Oh Jason! You are so very eager. Don’t make too much of a mess,” she laughed playfully while rubbing his chest.

“Here. Take a drink of your cold milk. Your little mouth is covered in cookie crumbs. How adorable!”

“Have another cookie, baby. Let me help you forget all about that awful girl at school,” Mommy said seductively.

“Let me wipe those off for you, baby. There we go. Much better. I could just kiss those lips of yours. Wait… have you ever kissed a girl before, my good boy?” Mommy cocked her head to the side, looking into Jason’s eyes.

Jason cleared his throat, partially offended, “Of course I have!” He said while frowning.

“Okay, okay…” Mommy giggled. “But have you ever kissed a woman?”

Jason blushed, looking down while Mommy laughed softly.

“Oh my sweet, sweet boy. Would you ever *want* to kiss a woman? This woman?”

“I… wouldn’t mind that too much.” Jason said happily with a mouth full of cookie.

“Well, come a little closer, then my good boy.”

Jason started to panic. “But Nathan will be here any minute now!”

“No… no.” Mommy said. “ We have *plenty* of time. Nathan won’t be done with his chores for a while yet. I gave him *lots* to do.”

“Now… where were we…” Mommy whispered breathily. “You were just about to kiss me.” She had a hungry look in her eyes now. Mommy closed the distance between them, her plump, red lips begging to be kissed. And Jason was ready to comply.

Mommy’s lips were hot and soft against his and he could feel her hands wandering back up to his hair. Jason was overwhelmed by the thoughts and feelings running through his head, and Mommy’s wandering hands didn’t help that. *What would Nathan think if he found us??* Jason wondered, gasping for breath between kisses. *She’s treating me like such a kid, but coming onto me at the same time. This is so confusing.* Mommy’s hands had started to wander south, pulling up Jason’s shirt. *Why do I like this so much?*

Mommy pulled away, breathless, her hands on his bare chest. She searched his eyes, knowing how overwhelmed he was feeling. “Whatever you’re thinking about, I bet that girl is long gone from your head,” she said, still breathing heavily.

And she was right.

“Oh honey, it looks like I missed a spot. You’ve got cookie crumbs on your cheek,” Mommy giggled. She drew Jason close and licked the crumbs off his face slowly. Jason felt his pants grow tighter as he grew aroused.

Mommy gasped. “Oh, my good boy that was simply delicious! I see your pants are getting a little tighter.”

Jason’s face grew hot yet again and he looked down to his bulging pants.

“No! No. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m glad you enjoyed it!” she giggled.

“You are just oh, so tempting my sweet boy! How would you like it if Mommy took care of you in a way that girl never could have?”

Jason nodded eagerly. He was unsure of what to expect, but if it was like what they had been doing, he wanted more.

“You would like that, would you?” Mommy laughed. “If you insist, my good boy. Let’s slide those sweatpants off.”

Jason hesitated, not sure he was hearing right, but let Mommy hook her fingers on the tops of his pants and slowly slide them off while she knelt on the ground.

“That’s a good boy. Now stand up for me while I look at you.”

“Oh, wow! What a pristine cock you have, my sweet boy! And so much bigger than I was expecting! …Let’s just say I’m pleasantly surprised,” Mommy moaned. Her hands were moving again. But this time, they had a target.

Mommy gently and slowly wrapped her fingers around Jason’s hard cock and he twitched involuntarily.

“There we go, baby. Feel how nice and warm my hands are? Don’t worry I’ll be gentle…. At first…” Mommy trailed off, a hungry look in her eyes.

It felt so good, but Jason was so paranoid that someone was going to walk in at any moment. Mommy noticed how tense Jason was and whispered into his ear.

“Calm down. No one is coming. Close your eyes and let me treat you, my sweet boy.”

Mommy began stroking Jason’s cock slowly again, and Jason succumbed to the pleasure.

Mommy moaned, “Oh, baby boy. I love hearing your little noises and watching you tense up as I stroke you slowly.”

Jason began involuntarily thrusting with his hips, urging Mommy to stroke faster.

“What’s that? You want me to go faster? Well, don’t get greedy. Wait patiently like a good boy,.” Mommy wagged her finger at him.

“Oh, baby. You’re getting *so* hard!” Mommy giggled, watching Jason’s pleasure grow as his body began to tense. “I just *love* seeing your cock twitch like that my good boy!”

“Here, let’s go a little faster. You’ll like that *so* much more, won’t you, my sweet boy?” Mommy said while cupping his balls. “Are you going to come like a good boy for mommy?” She whined.

“Ohh… yes!” Jason moaned softly.

“Not yet, my silly boy! If you want to please women, you are going to have to last longer than that!” She teased.

“Can your best friend’s mommy put her mouth on you??”

Jason sat up, nodding quickly. He couldn’t believe what was about to happen.

“Oh! You’re so eager. You won’t regret it baby boy!” Mommy moaned into his ear. “That’s it, that’s a good boy.”

Mommy was looking up at him now, her mouth slowly parting wide, ready to accept his large cock. Right before her lips touch his throbbing dick, a mischievous smile slowly spreads across her face.

“Tell me… have you ever thought about this exact moment before, dirty boy?” Mommy asked.

Jason became flustered, shifting uncomfortably and getting red in the face.

Suddenly his cock was in her mouth, being played with by her tongue. Jason let out a low moan, fighting every instinct to take Mommy right there. His knees were going weak.

“Oh baby. You taste *so* sweet and delicious! I can’t get enough!” She said between sucking him off.

“Do you like how hot my mouth is? How wet and soft it is? It’s like it was made just for your cock, baby boy!”

She worked her mouth back and forth, taking him completely out and licking him from his balls to his tip. She sucked on him like a lollipop, letting his member pop out of her mouth. Jason couldn’t control himself any longer and thrust deep into her mouth while holding her head close.

Mommy coughed and gasped, looking surprised at first. Jason was worried she was going to be displeased.

“Oh, my good boy! I love the way you just thrust into me! I love feeling how huge you are as you hit the back of my throat! Fuck my face, you dirty boy!”

Mommy took Jason’s cock deep into her mouth yet again, this time assisting him with his deep thrusting by grabbing the back of his legs and pulling his dick even deeper into her throat. Jason moaned as she picked up the pace, occasionally letting out a cough or a gag.

“Oh I can feel you twitching in my throat, my good boy! Don’t stop now. Mommy wants it. Give it to Mommy!” She commanded, and Jason lost all control.

Thrusting hard and fast, Jason grabbed Mommy’s hair into a ponytail, pulling her close over and over again. His breaths became shallow and quick, his legs began to shake. He let out a low moan, hungry for more and not willing to stop until he got it.

“That’s it baby…. Give me… your hot… young cum,” Mommy said between thrusts.

His eyes began to roll in the back of his head as his pleasure grew into a full blown orgasm. Jason felt like he was exploding from the inside out, and let out inhuman noises as his hot cum filled Mommy’s throat and mouth.

Mommy sucked hard, swallowing every last salty drop of Jason’s cum. She wiped the remnants from her mouth, gasping happily for breath.

“How was that baby?? You seem so out of breath!” She laughed.

“So…fucking…good.” Jason said between breaths.

“I’m *so* glad,” Mommy said, smiling to herself. She congratulated herself on making Jason forget all about the girl at school.

Jason was beyond happy, but had some doubts. She had treated him like such a boy, and he wanted to show her what a man he actually was. Unlike Mr. Johnson, who obviously couldn’t keep his woman happy.

Mommy cocked her head, listening. “Oh! I hear Nathan coming downstairs. We had better pull up your pants. Maybe if you are a good boy, this can happen again sometime. But this has to be our little secret, Jason.” She said, pulling up his pants and winking at him.

Jason wasn’t sure what to think, but he knew one thing. That was fucking hot and he wanted it to happen again.

[The End of Part 1]

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3 comments

  1. Very good read… You’re a very good writer and you have a fantastic imagination… Thank you

  2. Well for your first submission that was just fantastic! I hope you’ll keep mesmerizing us with your writing.

    If you like, check out my stories and let me know what you think. ?

  3. For a first attempt that was excellent. My only criticisms would be that you’re over using “good boy” it’s fine in a short piece like this but in a longer piece it could get tiresome.
    I look forward to reading part 2.
    I also hope he stops calling her mommy, it’s a little too infantilising, mom, Callie or a private name he only uses when they’re alone like mistress if you’re going along the dominant woman route.

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