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It was Monica’s birthday today and she was more than excited. It was late Saturday morning and the sun was shining, proving it was going to be a great day. She got out of bed after sleeping naked, then opened her blinds and curtains to let the natural light pour in through the window.
As she prepped herself in the mirror, she caressed her body. She squeezed her large boobs and ran her hands over her hard nipples – she woke up horny and was looking forward to hooking up with one of her old college friends. She put on her red silky dressing gown and checked the time to see how much time she had before the party.
She heard some noise coming from the kitchen. Her son and daughter were preparing some finger food for later. She brushed her jet-black hair with her hands quickly and went downstairs to greet them a good morning.
Kevin, her son, was cleaning up the kitchen and the living room areas and her daughter Lara, who look almost identical to her mother, but with light brown hair, was prepping some ingredients. It wasn’t long before Monica made her way down to greet her kids.
“Good morning to my wonderful, amazing children.” She wrapped her arms around her daughter in a tight hug and kissed her on the cheek. Then she joyfully skipped over to her son, but then realised her dressing gown had loosened, exposing her ample cleavage. She fixed it up, then tightly squeezed her son before kissing him on the cheek too.
“Happy Birthday, Mom,” said Kevin as he made an attempt to avoid another kiss from his mother.
“Thank you so much for organising this party for me. I can’t wait to see all our family and all my friends. Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Mom, relax. We’ve got it all covered,” responded Lara.
“Very well then. I’m just going to go to the gym, then will do some shopping and then onto the spa for a lovely massage, for which I must thank you both for, by the way. I’ll be back later. Bye.”
*
Kevin and Lara had finished all the tidying and the prep. They had laid out an assortment of food on all the tables along with wine and glasses. They opened the doors to the garden, expecting people to venture outside on such a warm day.
Their Mom was running a bit late getting ready, so they were on door duty for now. A few people arrived, but the first they knew were their Aunt Jackie, Uncle James and their cousins, Ryan and Emer. After the usual greetings and hugs, kisses and handshakes, they all went into the kitchen to catch up. Monica must have heard the laughter of her sister as she shouted down to them.
“Hey, I’m just running a little late. I’ll be down in two minutes.” Shortly after, she arrived in the kitchen, nearby guests erupted with cheers and applause. She attracted the attention of everyone at the party. Aside from the birthday greetings, she received an abundance of compliments about how great she looked in her dress.
She looked absolutely stunning in her spectacular dress and she knew it. It was a long, black cocktail dress – a tight fit with no shoulder straps. This exposed her ample cleavage that was pushed up by the tightness of the dress. There was a V-shaped slit in the dress, exposing more of her cleavage line and breasts, leaving very little to the imagination.
Her legs were long and slender. Her constant working out kept her body slim and in good shape. To complement the dress, she wore black high heels with much of her feet exposed, showing off her red painted toenails. She had her long black hair down loose just past her shoulders. She had bright, alluring blue eyes that were only complemented by her wonderful smile and red lipstick, applied perfectly to her luscious lips.
She was most definitely the centre of attention. Even Kevin caught himself looking at his Mom in a daze. He was interrupted by his sister.
“Wow. Didn’t think she’d wear a dress like that, especially as half our family is here.” She rolled her eyes as her brother couldn’t keep his eyes away from their mother.
“Yeah, um… What do you mean, Lara?” He managed to snap out of it and managed to pay attention to his sister.
“Well, the only reason why a woman wears a dress like *that*, is to… you know… get laid.” She noticed her brother take another glance and patted him on the shoulder before she departed. “Easy tiger. She’s your mother, our mother. Remember that.”
“Oh! Lara, I wasn’t looking at… Did you think-.”
“Sure, Kevin… Whatever.”
The doorbell rang again and for a short while, guests arrived in their droves – colleagues, neighbours, more family. Pleasantries were exchanged and guessing that most people had turned up already, Kevin decided to enjoy the party a little more and joined everyone in the kitchen.
Kevin and Lara were making their way around, making sure everyone was taken care of and having a good time. On Kevin’s round out the back garden, he was approached by one of his Mom’s old college friends.
“Wow. Kevin… Is that you?” She asked this as she approached with open arms preparing to give him a hug. Being the teenager he is, he couldn’t help but check her out. She was tall and slim, just like his Mom and wearing a red cocktail dress, similar to the one his mother was wearing. He admired her long legs, her tight dress and her big tits. She flicked back her long blonde hair before pressing her body against his and wrapping her arms around him.
Kevin, who didn’t recognise her, just went along with it. She hugged him tightly, for longer than anticipated. She picked up on this and began to introduce herself.
“I’m so sorry. How rude of me. I’m Claire and I went to college with your mother. I’m guessing you don’t remember me?”
“Hi, Claire,” replied Kevin, with uncertainty.
“Ahh. You’re making me feel old. Last time I saw you, you were *this* high. I used to babysit you, you know?”
“Sorry, Claire. I didn’t mean to. I just-”
“Kevin, I’m joking. Relax.” She placed her hand on his arm to reassure him, then she noticed how muscular he was. “Wow. Umm. You seem to have grown a lot. You’re a fully grown adult now, huh? No longer the little boy I used to know.”
“Eh, yep. Going to college next year, haha.”
“Tell me, what are you going to study? What do you want to do?”
“Medicine. I want to be a surgeon.”
“No way? You always were pretty smart, even as a kid. I guess with your Mom being a nurse, this was your righteous path, no? I’m a nurse too, by the way. That’s where me and your Mom met, in nursing school.”
“Haha, yeah I guess it’s the family business, in a way.”
“Are you looking forward to college. I bet you can’t wait to get with some hot college chicks. A handsome guy like you…” She took a moment to squeeze his biceps and then ran her hand through his hair. “… I mean, if I was in college again, I would *definitely*-” She was interrupted by Lara.
“Hey Claire, Kevin. Would either of you like some finger food?” She waited for one of them to respond.
Kevin, how was too preoccupied with letting his imagination run wild over what Claire was about to say, couldn’t respond as he was too busy battling a growing erection. He looked around in a panic and noticed all of his Mom’s friends were very attractive, which didn’t help. Much to his relief, Claire responded.
“Hey, Lara. Normally, I would absolutely love to, but I’m trying to get beach body ready.” She took her hands off Kevin and started to caress her body. “You know what I mean, right? Listen, we *have* to catch up. Come find me later.”
She turned her attention back to Kevin and started stroking his arm again. She leaned in close to whisper in his hear, close enough that he could feel her hot breath.
“Later, I want you to come and find me too. Maybe I can help take care of…” She looked down at his erection. “… that…” She kissed him on the cheek, laughed playfully, then walked away, winking at him as she looked back before entering the house to talk to Monica.
Kevin didn’t know what to do after that. He never had such an attractive woman flirt with him before. He wanted to get away before anyone noticed his erection. He made a move towards the door but was called by his mother who was standing by the sink.
“Sweetie, can you come over here. I need you to get down the big bowl up there. I can’t really do it because of my dress. Don’t want *these* falling out now, do I?” She dismissed the fact she just referenced her large breasts in front of her son and beckoned him over get the bowl.
As Kevin reached up to the top of the cupboard, Monica placed a hand on her son’s back for support. She then noticed the faint lipstick mark on his cheek and the fact he had an erection. She chose to ignore the latter.
“Em. Kevin… Whose lipstick is that?” She asked him in a playful manner, knowing he was quite shy.
“Oh, that?” He placed the bowl on the counter and then faced his Mom. “It was just a peck on the cheek from your friend Claire. She said she hadn’t seen me in a long time.”
“Sweetie, you better watch out for these older women.” She caressed her son’s face, admiring him in a way. “I mean, you *are* very handsome. You know that, right?” She started to squeeze his arms. “Put it this way… if I wasn’t your mother-”
“Mom, stop. You’re being all weird.”
“Okay fine, fine. I’ll stop. But if any woman is going to kiss you at my party, it’s going to be me.” Without hesitation, she pressed her soft, red lips against his cheek letting it linger a little.” She moved back to see his reaction and chuckled that he was so red in the face her own lipstick mark was barely visible.
“Mom, people might notice.” He started to turn in against the counter. Standing there in front of his Mom, trying his best not to look at her big tits essentially hanging out of her dress. And combined with her kiss, he was still fighting off an erection.
Monica noticed her son’s mild discomfort, but she knew the effect she had on men, she just didn’t think her son would be aroused by her. She knew by the way he turned into the counter. She thought she’d be more playful, enjoying the initial thrill of turning someone on, even if it was her son. Plus, being playful, even if not in a flirtatious manner, often worked when helping him get out of his shell.
But something inside her switched as she thought of harmless playfulness with her son, to her feeling some sort of attraction towards him. She enjoyed teasing him and seeing how he reacted to her kiss. But, one thing that she really felt conflicted about was that it was her son. Delighted she could turn such a young man on, she wanted to experiment further.
“And all they’re going to see is a loving mother kissing her son. Look…” She moved in to kiss him again, this time on the other cheek, and again, and again. His face was now covered in lipstick. Then she beckoned him to look around. “See, nobody has noticed. Nobody suspects a thing.”
Kevin turned further in to face the counter, no longer looking directly at his Mom. This was all too much to handle for him and he nodded, reluctantly accepting that it was nothing to worry about.
She leaned in to kiss him again but stopped herself as she felt that it was enough for now, for both of them. But if there’s one thing she now knew for sure, was that she was turned on by her son. She was starting to think that maybe she didn’t have to hook up with one of her college friends. She leaned in close to him and whispered in his hear.
“If you don’t like Mommy’s kisses, then why is your dick so hard?”
The room fell silent. Her heart almost skipped a beat as she thought someone heard what she just said to her son. She casually moved away from him and got even more worried as she could feel everyone in the room was watching her. Much to her relief, her daughter Lara came into the kitchen with the birthday cake in hand, singing Happy Birthday. She let out a sigh of relief and smiled in delight as everyone else joined in.
Kevin’s erection had since settled. He himself had the same conflict. Was he really attracted to his mother? Was she flirting with him? He pushed the thoughts aside as people started shouting “Speech” towards his Mom. Before she began her speech, Claire made her way through the room, stood behind Kevin and watched her best friend give her birthday speech.
“Okay. Emm. Thanks everyone for coming. It really means a lot. This party was organised by the two people that mean the most to me in my life. My dear son and my wonderful daughter. Especially Kevin, who, for so long now, has been a brilliant man of the house and does a great job taking care of me, especially at my age.”
Everyone erupted in gentle laughter and dismissals and Kevin felt the room give him appreciative nods.
“And he painted me that lovely picture that’s now hanging on the wall over there…” There were some compliments and more applause. Anyway. To my kids, I love you both.” She winked at Kevin in particular. “And same to all of you, of course. Now, let’s enjoy the party.”
As everyone was applauding and had their eyes on Monica, Claire started feeling around Kevin’s lower back occasionally veering onto his ass. She leaned in close and whispered to him.
“Wow, Kevin. Your Mom is a fully qualified nurse and she said you take great care of her?”
“Umm. What do you mean?”
“What I mean is, I get the hint you’re very good at taking care of women.” She watched as Kevin went all red faced again, gulping as he barely could handle all the teasing he had been subjected to this evening. He didn’t respond as people resumed talking. He grew more nervous because Claire leaned against the counter in front him and started to rub her hand up and down his arm.
“I never knew you painted, Kevin.” She looked at him, smiling and but her lip. “Maybe you can draw me like one of your French girls?” She laughed at her own joke and pressed her hand against Kevin’s chest, moving closer to him.
“I don’t get it.”
She laughed at Kevin’s cluelessness. “Oh, it’s just a quote from a movie called Titanic. Before your time, I suppose.” She now looked at him with a smile, feigning interest and curiosity. “Do you have any more paintings? Can I see them?”
“Well, they’re up in my room, you see, and Mom asked us to stay down here to look after the guests.”
“Aww. Are you a little Mommy’s boy, Kevin? Do you always do what you Mommy says?” She asked him playfully then adopted a more seductive look. “Am I not a guest? Why don’t you look after me by showing me your paintings… in your room?”
She took his hand and led him out of the kitchen and into the hallway. They were greeted by Lara who just came down the stairs.
“Hey, Kevin. What are you up to?” As soon as she said that, she noticed all the lipstick marks all over his face and while she didn’t say anything, she gave them both a peculiar look.
“Oh. Hey, sis. Claire here wants to have a look at my paintings?”
Lara’s response to this was to look at Claire, who was focussed on examining her nails. Not bothering to even want to act on the hunch she had, she just shrugged it off and re-joined the party.
*
“So, this is your room, huh?” Claire asked. She walked around, ignoring the mess but looking curiously at the posters of naked women on his walls. “These women, they’re all very attractive and *very* naked. Why do you put these on your walls and not your paintings?”
“Oh, I just… I don’t know, really. I-”
“They all seem to have very large breasts, too.” She looked at him with a cheeky smile as she walked towards him. “Do you like women with large breasts, Kevin? You probably call them big tits.” She noticed he had his back to his bed and kept moving in closer to him.
“I guess. Yeah.”
“And what about my breasts?” She put the shoulder straps of her dress down by the sides of her arms and started to caress her breasts to stop her dress from falling. Kevin started to inch backwards as she made her way slowly towards him. “Are my tits big enough for you?”
“I think we better go back down. I think my Mom-” Kevin reached his bed and couldn’t go back any further. He didn’t know what to think, say or where to look as Claire removed her hands from her dress and pressed her body against his. Even as he inched backwards, she kept pushing into him. He knew her dress would fall if he moved away completely.
“Look at me, Kevin.” She placed her fingers under her chin to direct him to face her. “Good boy. Now, I want you to *look* at me.” She grabbed his hands and moved out to let her dress fall, just enough to expose her large breasts. “Feel my tits, Kevin.” She moved his hands and placed them on her tits then slipped her fingers in between the waistband of his trousers.”
“Umm, Claire. I think my Mom-”
“Let me get this straight. In your room, right next to your bed, you have a MILF like me, you’re touching my huge fucking tits and I have my hands down your pants.” She slipped one of her hands in further and wrapped her hands around his cock. “Plus, you are so fucking hard right now and the only person you can think of right now is your *Mom*? I mean, guys like you watch porn so you can dream of fucking women like me.”
She removed her hand and then started to unbuckle his belt.
“So, I’m going to give you a choice. You can stay here with me, in your room, and we can do a lot more than just letting you feel my tits.” She pushed him down into his bed and swiftly took off his trousers, boxers included. She smiled and bit her lip when she saw Kevin’s throbbing cock spring out from under his trousers.
She then pulled up the bottom of her dress, revealing her silky red panties, then crawled onto the bed and straddled him. Her panties were all wet and she made sure to press her pussy against his dick when sitting on him.
“Or… you can go to your mother, if that’s who you really want. So, who do you really want to be with right now, me… or your mother?” She then leaned into him, pressing her big tits against his chest and started kissing him, only pausing because he didn’t answer her question.
“Really? Are you still thinking about your mother right now?… I’ll ask you one more time… Do you want me to fuck you? Because surely you don’t want to fuck your mother, or do you?”
“YES! Yes. I want you to fuck me.”
Claire was now conscious of time, afraid people might notice both of them away from the party. She moved her panties to the side, giving Kevin a nice view of her glistening wet pussy. She massaged herself for a short while ensuring she was wet enough, then grabbed Kevin’s dick and started stroking it.
Kevin’s dick was throbbing and precum was already dripping down his shaft. Claire started to guide his cock into her tight wet pussy as they both let out sighs of pleasure. Once his dick was fully in, she began rocking back and forth. She then took Kevin’s hands and placed them on her tits again and then pressed hers into his chest for stability.
“Oh, Kevin. Your dick feels so fucking good inside my hot, tight pussy. I bet you’ve never fucked a Mom before. Hurry up and cum for me, baby. Your Mom might come looking for us.”
*
Downstairs, Kevin’s Mom was telling a story from her college days. Halfway, she stopped herself and insisted that Claire was the better storyteller. She told them to wait as she went looking for her best friend. After scanning the kitchen, the living room and outside in the garden, she gave up and went to her daughter Lara instead.
“Hey, Lara. You haven’t seen Kevin, have you?”
“Oh, yeah. He went upstairs to show off his art to Claire, or something. He seemed a bit weird though, he had lipstick all over his face. I just assumed he was being weird, as usual.”
Monica trailed off without responding. Having not seen her son in a while and considering Claire had kissed him earlier, she feared they were having sex, at *her* party. But what she felt surprised her, which was the reason why she was caught in another state of conflict and didn’t respond to her daughter. She wasn’t disgusted or angry. She was jealous and the thought of her son being with another woman cemented her feelings of love and lust she had for him.
She stopped at the kitchen table to digest the conclusion she had come to, but also to question whether anything was actually happening or not between her best friend and her son. But she knew the only way to find out was to go up and check.
*
“That’s it, Kevin. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” She whispered and bit her lip to contain herself as she fucked him even faster. She knew he was so close to finishing. She could tell just by looking at him red faced, breathing heavily and quickly, not to mention his stomach contracting as he tried to resist.
Kevin was grunting and groaning, squeezing Claire’s big tits even harder now as he came closer and closer to cumming inside her, but he wasn’t quite there yet.
Monica made her way up the stairs. She fixed up her dress making sure it was all in order. She pulled her dress down to just above her nipples to send the message to her son of what he is missing out on. As she made her way onto the hallway, the sound of her high heels echoed as she approached her son’s room.
Claire and Kevin were trying their best not to emit any noise.
“Are you nearly there, Kevin? Come on, you’ve gotta cum… Oh, FUCK!” She heard the footsteps in the hallway, but Kevin, oblivious, continued thrusting into her.
“Kevin… fuck…. I’m so sorry, but you need to stop. Your mother, she’s right outside.” Too aroused to do anything else, he continued to pump his cock in and out of her pussy. Claire then thought she was being paranoid because Kevin kept going, so she got back to it. She never really wanted him to stop.
Monica approached her son’s room. She paused for a second and pressed her ear against his door. She could hear the heavy breathing and the bed creaking. Without hesitation she opened the door and walked in.
“Mom. FUCK!” Kevin had never looked so horrified as she saw his mother standing here in his doorway.
“Oh, shit. Monica, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” She got off of Kevin and sat in front of him at the side of the bed so he could fix himself up. She also started fixing up her dress.
Monica closed the door behind her, turned back to face them and then crossed her arms. She started walking towards the bed and as she did, Kevin and Claire separated from each other. They stayed silent, afraid to say anything.
“Claire, can you please leave. I’d like to have a word with my son.” While speaking to Claire, she kept her eyes on her son, who’s cock was still rock hard as he attempted to cover it up with his hands.
“I’m sorry, Monica. It’s not your son’s fault. *I* wanted it. *I* came onto him.” She saw that Monica was too focussed on her son and quietly left the room while fixing her dress.
It was now just Monica in the room with her son lying naked on the bed.
“Son, come here.” She commanded with authority.
“But, Mom. At least let me get some clothes on.” He sat on the side of the bed.
“Actually, stay there. And take your hands away from your dick.” She walked over to him, her arms still crossed, she pushed them under her big tits, making her cleavage more pronounced. “Son, why are you still hard? Did you cum for her?”
“No. I swear. Mom, I didn’t.”
“Good. Now, you’re going to cum for me. Mommy wants you to cum for her.”
“What? Mom…”
“I told you to cum for me. Wrap your hand tightly around your dick and jerk off faster and harder than you ever have before.” She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “Because the only woman you’re going to cum for is me, your mother. Can you handle that? Can you cum for your Mommy, son?”
Kevin started furiously stroking his dick. He was so hard and he knew he was going to cum any second. He couldn’t keep his eyes off his Mom.
He kept staring at her cleavage, imagining what her huge tits would look like and how much he’d love to slide his dick between them and suck on his Mom’s nipples. He thought back to when she was kissing him earlier when she pressed her soft and tender lips against his cheeks.
“I see you keep looking at my tits, son. Do you want to see Mommy’s big fucking tits? I bet you do. But you’ve been a naughty little boy and your punishment is that you have to cum for Mommy. Are you nearly there? We’ve got to go back to the party.”
“Why is it you choose to look at me when you jerk off and not any of the naked women on your wall?” She asked, raising one of her eyebrows with a smile. Do you fantasise about me? Do you dream about having sex with me?”
Kevin slowed down as his Mother was talking to him.
“Hey, son. Did I say slow down or stop? Stroke that dick for Mommy, you naughty little boy. She knew that he wanted her. She could see it in his eyes and how furiously he stroked his dick while looking at her. “Hurry up, Sweetie. You’ve got five seconds to cum for me. Can you handle that?
Kevin gripped his dick tighter and stroked it as fast as he could for his Mom. He grunted and groaned as he too knew he was very close. Precum was streaming down his dick. It was throbbing, twitching and now extra sensitive.
“Five… Come on you naughty fucking boy. Stroke that dick for Mommy”
“Four… You wish you could see Mommy’s tits right now, don’t you?”
“Three… And I bet you want to fuck me too, you’re so perverted and naughty.”
“Two… Just let it all out for Mommy. Let Mommy see all your cum. That’s it. You’re such a naughty boy.
“One… Sweetie, cum for Mommy, now. Cum for Mommy. Cum for Mommy. Cum for Mommy.”
She watched the cum erupt from her son’s dick. He kept jerking off as his cum shot all over his chest and some of it dripped down the side of his shaft. She grabbed a towel that was on the floor and threw it at him.
“All out of your system now, Sweetie?” He only nodded in response. “Good. Clean yourself up and we’ll go back downstairs before people come looking for us.”
She watched and waited impatiently has he wiped up his own cum and stumbled to put back on his clothes. As he was doing up the last couple of buttons, she waited for him at the door before opening it and making her way downstairs. Kevin followed almost immediately. He closed the door behind them and saw that Lara was making her way down the hallway. She caught them coming out of Kevin’s room.
“Hey, Mom. Hey, Kevin. Everyone’s wondering where you both were. Did I miss something?”
Both Kevin and Monica looked at each other as they struggled to respond.
“Anyway. Aunt Jackie and Uncle James are leaving. They need to drive Ryan to his game tomorrow.” She was just about to turn back around but gave her brother a peculiar look. “Kevin. What’s with all the lipstick? And why do you smell weird?
They panicked as they saw the mild disgust in Lara’s face as she realised what the smell was and jumped to conclusions in her head.
“Oh yeah! I’ll clean that off now. Mom kissed me for organising the party with you. Didn’t think about the marks she left, haha.”
Lara shook her head and rolled her eyes in dismissal. “Whatever, Weirdo… Mom, Aunt Jackie’s waiting for you downstairs.”
Monica beckoned her two kids to go down the stairs. “We’ll, I better go and say goodbye to my sister.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkb1bf/mom_catches_son_fucking_her_best_friend
Amazing
I guess there Will be a part 2
???
Really great writing!