Mommy’s Growing Boy[F][m][expansion][inc]

I was home from college for a week long break and I had found that my mother had kept my bedroom the same as it had always been. I felt right at home again stepping into that room and immediately the familiarity and comfort sank in. I dropped off all of my bags next to my bed and took my laundry downstairs to be washed. It was so nice to be taken care of again. My mom had always enjoyed caring for me, being as I was an only child and my father had left when I was just a preteen. I had always felt a special mother and son bond between us, especially once I started to hit puberty.

My mother was a gorgeous woman, still so youthful and vibrant. She had me when she was only sixteen years old so she was on the younger side. I remember all of my highschool friends would make lewd comments about her being a milf and wanting to get her into bed. I ignored their joking and just laughed along, but in my own way, I saw it too. She had always had long, flowing brunette hair, barely a tinge of white now giving her a sophisticated look. Her hair curled naturally and was full and thick. Her skin was a gorgeous olive tone and so smooth and flawless I wondered if she ever had worn makeup in her life. Her lips were plump, always natural and when she would kiss me on the cheek I felt them warm and full on my skin. Her eyes were a chocolate brown, hazel rings surrounding her irises. Her charming smile brightened every room she entered and her caring spirit made her the perfect woman.

My mother was a voluptuous woman. Her curvy figure was hard not to notice and her round, supple breasts must have been easily an F cup. I had, in my youth, stolen her bras and panties more than once to experiment during my private time. Her satin panties proved useful as a teenager to wrap around my average sized cock and stroke to completion. Her ass was so big and I had many times stared while she bent over to load the dishwasher. Her pussy smelled sweet and potent, I wished for so long that I could bury my face deep between her legs, but of course I could never act on such desires.

My mother dressed fairly conservatively throughout my childhood and continued to do so. Today she wore a mulberry purple turtleneck sweater and a thin gold chain around her neck. Her blue jeans hugged her thick thighs and she wore tall, brown stiletto boots. Her hair was held up in a loose, messy bun and by the time I got home she was already baking my favourite white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies.

“Oh my goodness, look at you! My big boy home from college!” She squealed as I entered the kitchen. She rushed to me and gave me a big tight hug, her breasts pressing into my chest. She was warm and her body felt perfect against me. I wrapped my arms around her, smelling her hair and squeezing her close. I felt a stirring in my crotch but I fought off the unnatural thoughts flowing through my head and pushed her away gently.

“Yeah, I’m home again. Oh my god, my favourite cookies. Man, you’re on the ball, what else do you have planned for my visit?” I asked, shoving a piping hot cookie into my mouth. She stood for a moment at the counter and looked up at me with a sheepish smile.

“Plenty.”

The day went on and as the evening came, I felt a familiar craving coming on. It had been a few days since I had relieved myself, and now that I was back home in my old room I figured it was as good a time as any. I waited until my mom had gone to bed, she kissed me goodnight and her soft lips lingered on my cheek. That really pushed me over the edge and as soon as she retired to her bedroom, I made my way to the privacy of my own room. I did make one last stop on the way, however. I went into the laundry room and grabbed a pair of her dirty panties. I raced to my room and closed the door behind me, flinging myself onto the bed and pulling my pants down around my ankles.

I laid her orange lace thong across my face and inhaled her womanly aroma as I wrapped my hand around my already throbbing erection. She smelled so sweet. Images of her ran through my mind as I stroked myself. My hand cramped and my wrist burned as I attempted to release. I shook out my hand every couple of minutes, still breathing in my mother’s heavenly scent and dreaming of her body. My chronic carpal tunnel syndrome however, was proving difficult.

“My poor baby.” A melodic voice rung from the doorway. I jumped up and covered myself with a pillow. There she was, standing at my door, red silk robe draped over her feminine curves.

“Fuck, mom!” I protested her appearance, shamefully pulling the dirty panties from my face and tucking them behind me. I reached down to pull my pants back up but the task was more difficult than I had anticipated.

“Oh, honey.” She sung. Her voice was soft and seductive like I had never heard before. “I know your carpal tunnel must give you so much grief. Maybe, Mommy can help…” she walked towards the bed and sat next to me.

“Fuck. Uh, mom…I know this is so weird I was just…”

“I know exactly what you were doing sweety. I know you’ve always had some trouble releasing because of the wrist issues you have. I also know what a growing boy needs, and he needs a sexual release regularly.” She was looking into my eyes and her fingers were dancing over my bare thigh. This had to be some kind of a dream, my mother had never acted this way before and I was shocked at what she was saying.

She grabbed the pillow I was holding in front of myself and gently pulled it from my grasp, tossing it onto the floor. My erection was now exposed and she was staring at my manhood hungrily.

“Sweetheart, You know mommy has always taken care of you. You know I would always do whatever I need to for my baby boy to be happy and healthy. You’ve become such a wonderful young man and I think that in many ways you don’t need to be taken care of anymore. But, there are ways that Mommy can still help and take care of you. Now just lay back and relax and let Mommy make you feel so good.” Her words were soft and sweet and her hands were groping my thighs and working their way up to my crotch.

This was like a fantasy come true. Something told me that this was all some kind of sexual dream but it was all so real and perfect that I couldn’t say a word. My mom’s robe was slowly falling open and I could see her cleavage as she leaned forward. Her eyes never left mine and there was something about my beloved mother looking deep into my eyes and groping her way up my thighs that felt so dirty but so right.

I took a deep breath in, the scent of her panties still lingering on my face, and decided to embrace the fantasy. I reached down and grabbed myself, showing her how hard and leaking I was.

“Do you-do you like it?” I asked nervously. My mom just smiled lovingly.

“Oh sweety, of course I do. I can’t believe what a man you’ve grown into. But, still, here you are stealing Mommy’s panties for your private time. Hehe, still my little boy.” She tittered and teased. I felt my face get hot and red with shame.

“Oh…you knew about that?” I asked. She nodded, her expression calm and understanding.

“Now, darling. Don’t you dare be ashamed. There is nothing more natural and beautiful than a mother taking good care of her sweet boy.” With this comment, her hands crept up and her fingers were groping at my full, aching balls. Her touch was like an angel. I felt a tingle throughout my entire body as her warm hands fondled me. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and squeezed gently. My cock gushed precum at her grasp and I let out a soft groan. She smiled and bit her lower lip, stroking upward until her fingers were sticky with my precum.

“You know,” she continued, her voice deep and seductive. “I found this kind of special cream for just such an occasion. Maybe I can help my little boy in more than one way tonight.” She conveniently produced a small tube of cream from the pocket of her robe and twisted the cap off.

“Oh, what is it for?” I asked, not really caring.

“Well, let’s just say it will make the experience more…exciting.” She squirted a glob of white cream into her hand and rubbed both of her hands together. She immediately grasped my shaft and stroked her hands one after the other up my length until my entire throbbing dick was coated in this mysterious, tingling cream.

“Oh, oh wow it is kind if warm. It tingles a little.” I closed my eyes and finally began to relax, leaning back and resting my head on my pillow. “So, uh. Are you sure this is ok for us to be doing?” I asked, feeling my mother’s smooth hands gliding around my boner.

“Oh yes sweetheart!” She assured me. “It’s the most natural thing in the world. Don’t you worry, just lay back and let mommy take care of this little problem.” Her touch was incredible. She had obviously pleasured many men based on her skill stroking and twisting her hands around my member. She massaged my tip perfectly, groping at my balls and even her heavy breathing was spurring me on. Soon I felt so comfortable, the taboo still making me throb, but my fantasy becoming a reality was starting to become more palatable. I let myself get into it, my tension releasing and my mind accepting what was happening.

“Oh man, you feel so good mom.” I moaned. “Maybe it would help a little if…well, if I could see your body.” I looked at her, waiting for her reaction to my request.

“Oh of course honey. Looking at your mother’s body is completely normal!” She agreed, slipping her robe from around her shoulders. It dropped behind her, revealing the most exquisite chest I had ever had the pleasure of seeing.

It was a dream come true. Her breasts were huge but somehow still round and perky. Her nipples were stiff and plump, just waiting to be sucked on. There was something so natural about the thought of suckling at my mothers tits again and it was all I could think about now that they were so close.

“Wow. Um, could I taste them?” I pushed the envelope of the situation, hoping that she was open enough to let me touch and taste her delicious matronly body. She simply smiled adoringly and presented her left breast to me. I immediately sat up, her hands still stroking and caressing my erection, and leaned in to her chest. I took her large, erect nipple in my mouth and began sucking on her like a starving baby. It felt so right and so comforting. Her breast was warm and inviting. I reached up and felt her other tit, groping at her and squeezing her full, supple boobs as I suckled. This was all I had ever wanted. My dream was coming true and feeling my mother’s tits in my mouth finally satisfied something inside me.

I felt a tingle in my crotch and I thought perhaps I was ready to cum. There was, however, something different about this sensation. My cock twitched and tingled, but not as if I was nearing orgasm. I felt a stretching sensation, like a swelling in my cock. I release my mom’s breast and looked down at my dick still being stroked and massaged. Something was happening. I watched as my cock grew and expanded in her grasp. I had suddenly sprouted an extra inch onto my length! My thickness had grown a bit as well and as her hands squeezed around my girth I felt it full and enlarged.

“Whoa, what the shit is happening?” I gasped, staring down at my elongated rod.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” She calmed me, seeming undisturbed by my growing in her grip. “I told you, Mommy is going to take care of you. It’s a very special cream just for my baby boy. Just lay back and enjoy it.” She stood up, fingers still wrapped around me, and straddled me on the bed.

Her robe had slipped all the way off and her was now sitting on me, breasts bare and perfect. Her red lace panties just barely covered her smooth mound. I could see her moisture spreading over the front of her panties and she leaned back on me to allow my cock to spring up between her legs. She ran her fingernails up my shaft gently and she gave me a cute little wink. She was so sexy and playful.

“I bet I know what you would really like, honey.” Mom slid down and laid on her stomach between my legs. Her tongue explored my thighs and travelled up the newly extended length of my shaft. It was odd looking down and seeing an extra inch and a half on my cock. Mom certainly seemed to enjoy it herself. I knew what she was doing wasn’t just for me when her eyes rolled back and she took my entire length down her throat in one smooth downward motion. I felt my throbbing tip rubbing against the back of her throat as she slurped and sucked up and down with a look of ecstasy on her face.

“Oh, oh my god mom!” I moaned. Her mouth was already wide and and her lips hugged the curves of my member. Suddenly I felt that stretching feeling again and her eyes widened as she looked up at me. I watched as her mouth was forced even wider, my knob swelled and distended further into her eager throat. Her eyes fluttered as her mouth was slowly filled more and more. Watching her slobbering all over my spreading girth made my blood boil and my body ache. I had to have her.

I grabbed her face and pulled her off of my cock. I leapt up to my knees and pushed her down onto her stomach. I crawled over the bed until I was behind her, grunting and groaning like an animal. This cream had done more than increased my size, it had released an animalistic urge in me. I grabbed my mom by the hips and pulled her ass up into the air. She let out a few little whimpers as I manhandled her.

“Oh my! Darling, Mommy wants to help her sweet little boy, but my goodness! Now, this just might be too far.” She protested lightly, face pressed down into the mattress, fingers curled around the edge of the bed frame. I didn’t respond. I grabbed the lace thong that fell between her round ass cheeks and pulled it to the side. I positioned my cock up against her sopping wet pussy and rubbed my tip against her moist lips. It felt so good feeling my mother’s juices dripping down my shaft and before I could push myself inside her, I felt that sensation once more. My cock sprung to life and my head began expanding lengthways to the point of actually growing into her glistening cunt.

“Oh, dear! This, this is too much, baby boy! We should stop!” She argued, fingers gripping the comforter on the bed and a pleasurable sigh escaping her lips.

“Mom,” I spoke with a commanding and dominant tone. “You did this. You’re gonna take care of your little boy.” With that, I thrust forward and filled my mom’s juicy cunt. My girth continued to increased and I could feel the walls of her womanhood compressing around my shaft. Her hole was better than I had ever imagined. I had about nine inches now filling her and my thickness was about the size of soda can. She squealed as I stretched her and let out soft moans. I wasted no time in enjoying her tenderness. I grabbed onto her meaty ass and humped her hard and fast. Her whole body rocked back and forth with every thrust and I let out long, loud groans as I violated my own mother’s secret places.

“Oh god, that’s mommy’s big boy!” She cried out.

“Fuck, mom! It feels so good to be inside you again!” I felt so dirty and sick but I knew that this is where I belonged. Her perfect ass bounced and shook under my grasp and I slapped it hard while I rammed my expanding member into her soft cavern. She squealed at every smack but I kept going harder and harder, this primal dominance growing inside me. I felt her warmth and her wetness around my enlarged pole and I finally felt like I was where I was meant to be. My mother loved me and took care of me, it was only right that I should have her body to touch and fuck and use to pleasure my ever growing manhood.

Her voice was like music to my ears, soft moaning and high pitched whining with every thrust of my massive cock. I could feel her rough g-spot and I pulled her close to me, pounding her tight pussy like a jackhammer. Sweat beaded on my forehead and dripped down my neck. My breathing was laboured and I gasped for air between bouts of holding my breath. I could barely hear her subtle noises of pleasure over my animals grunts and growls. Her shaking ass was a sight to behold, but I knew that if I was going to make the most of this special experience, I was going to need to see my mother’s beautiful face and body.

In one swift motion and without any notice I pulled my erection from her sensitive hole. She gasped and within a second of exiting her I threw her down onto her back. Her tits flopped side to side and her legs naturally fell apart. Her pussy was gaping and I looked down to see my now ten inch long dong hanging hard and throbbing between my legs. I looked down at the woman who raised me, her body covered in sweat and juices. Her thong was askew and her stretched cunt invited me back in. I crawled between her legs and slid my mass back inside her perfect motherly hole. I continued using her body like the most perfect toy and my pace increased exponentially. I felt like my body was vibrating and I reached down and pushed her breasts together. I buried my face between them, licking and sucking and breathing in her comforting scent.

“Oh jesus! Sweetheart! Mommy is going to cum!” She exclaimed, running her fingers through my hair and holding me close to her bosom. I slammed into her and felt her cunt contracting around my member as she released. Her body shook and she clawed at my back and neck. Her fingernails dug deep into my flesh and her hips bucked up into me.

I felt her heart beating faster as I continued to enjoy the safety of her cleavage. She wailed and moaned so loud I was sure the neighbours heard her cries of ecstasy.

“Fuck, baby boy! I need you up inside me! Fuck mommy’s pussy like a good boy!” Her screams were like fuel. I felt myself ache and tighten, my muscles all contracting at once. My skin tingled and it felt as though my nerves were all firing simultaneously. I pushed myself up over top of her and her legs were wrapped around my waist. The sight of her in this whorish position underneath me made my eyes twinge. Her orgasm slowed and ended but I just kept going. My pace never decreased and my depth was steady as I enjoyed every inch of her cave.

“Oh, oh my god!” The words were coming from my own mouth but I could barely hear them. My ears were ringing and my body started to convulse. “Mom…mommy!” I couldn’t catch my breath and my voice seemed to trail off as my vision blurred. My cock stretched even more than it had so far. I felt the growth so intense that it triggered the single most incredible orgasm I had ever felt in my life. I must have expanded another three inches in length and my thickness was so fat now that I watched as my mother’s eyes widened and she screamed at the pressure.

“Holy shit! Honey, cum for mommy! Cum inside!” My face burned hot and red, sweat pouring from my chin. My balls immediately emptied and my enormous mass released inside her heavenly hole. I could feel my massive load spurting into her, gushing around my shaft and dripping down my balls and thighs. My climax seemed to never end, jizz pouring from my head and overflowing from her angelic gaping cunt. I looked deep into her eyes as I came and the fantasy was officially fulfilled. My mother’s sweet smile and familiar gaze made this the most perfect orgasm of my manhood. I was sure I had cum so much and so deep inside her that she would surely become pregnant, but that just felt even better.

“Jesus.” I gasped, pulling my inhumanly large cock out of her gushing pussy and collapsing on the bed beside her. “For christ’s sake. What the fuck just happened, mom!” I exclaimed, wiping the sweat from my brow and feeling the mixture of my mothers juices and my creamy load dripping down my crack. My breathing was still heavy and sporadic, my chest rising and falling as my vision started to clear up. I felt my mother’s hand caressing my own and sliding up my arm to my shoulder. She stroked my sensitive skin, comforting and caring for me, as was her nature.

“Mommy always takes care of her good boy.” She laid on her side and stroked my chest. “I cared for you when you were sick, I raised you from a cute little boy into a growing young man. And now, you have become a verile, strong adult and it is time for Mommy to care for you in more adult ways. You’ve really grown into quite a man.” She scooped up a finger full of my cream from between her legs and sucked it off of her finger. “A real man. Now mommy can give her sweet boy all the pleasures a man deserves. And you deserve a nice, big, fat dick to use on mommy’s body.”

I looked down at her fingers dancing over my humongous rod. She teased and tickled and I laid my head back in exhaustion.

I finally woke up what must have been a few hours later. I was still in my bed but my mother had gone. I sat up in bed and slowly began to remember the events of the night. The sight of my mother, naked and hungry for me. The feel of her smooth skin and her moist pussy. The sensations of my expanding member pleasing her and finally how perfect it felt to complete inside her. My eyes began to adjust to the light and suddenly a familiar and comforting scent filled my nostrils.

Mom’s cookies.

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