G'night Mom

January is 19

My mother and I were always close. Some would call me a mamma's boy and I couldn't deny it even if I wanted to. I loved my mother and I could talk to her about anything, and I would. We talked constantly and if I wasn't at school, I was always in the presence of my mother. We would go to the movies together, I'd go shopping with her or she with me, and we'd fall asleep together on the couch after watching a series of movies.

My mother and I were so close, girls I tried to date always became jealous of our relationship. They were mad I would rather spend my time with her rather than with them, so I didn't get a chance to enjoy very lengthy relationships. Now, that's not to say I had a problem hooking up with girls. I'd had sex numerous times, with numerous girls, even enough to lose count. It's just I had a hard time maintaining a girlfriend, though I kept a few fuck buddies on call.

But since starting college, I wasn't having the greatest of luck with casual hookups what with class, studying and catching up with Mommy. I realized that as a handsome, popular and athletic high school senior, I exuded much more confidence than I did as a homesick college freshman in a completely new and challenging environment. Even though my smile was bright, my skin was smooth milk chocolate and my six foot one inch body was as sculpted with lean muscle as ever, I was still a small fish in a very large ocean and girls knew, and acted accordingly. So needless to say, I was growing frustratingly horny.

But, instead of opening incognito mode and jerking off to porn in my single-person dorm room - something my pride as a man who was used to getting pussy wouldn't allow me to do - I called my mom on video chat. Usually, we'd just talk every night until she fell asleep, then I'd watch her sleeping peacefully until I drifted off. But this night was a little bit different.

"Hey, Jan!" Sang my beautiful mother who was sitting at the kitchen table in an small, satin, mint green robe. She sounded genuinely glad to hear from me, as always. I loved that. She sat her device on the table, adjusting to keep herself in the frame, then picked up a glass of wine from beside it and took a sip.

I was lying on my back holding the phone out. "Hi, Mommy," I returned joyfully, feeling all the day's stress melt away like snow, her brilliant grin my sun.

She was gorgeous and I had always known it, but this night it seemed to feed something in me. A minuscule pleasure, slightly and ambiguously indecent. My focus was drawn away from mom's pretty, amber eyes and captivating smile when she flipped her chocolate cherry curls behind her shoulder. I realized her robe wasn't fastened and her breasts were mostly out, encased in a soft purple, lace bra. I was mesmerized by the butter pecan half circles of cleavage overfilling her pretty C cups.

"Oh, I've missed you so much, January!" I was unsure whether she missed me from ten hours ago when we last chatted, or from two months ago, when we last saw each other in person. Probably both. For me it was.

"I miss you too, mommy. Can't wait 'til winter break," I sighed. Winter break seemed a mile away.

Mom smiled. "Are you sure it's me you miss or is it Kara?" Mom joked a lot about my fuck buddies. I'm not sure why. I just stared, shaking my head and chuckling, knowing what was next and waiting out her jest. "Or Tara?" mommy chuckled. "Orrr maybe Desiree? Oh, no, wait, it's Shannon isn't it?" She laughed out a few more names of women from home she knew I slept with regularly.

"Yeah, but I think I miss Tasha the most," I said, immediately regretting the fact I had listed my mother among my casual cum cronies. Just ignore that, mom, I prayed. She simply raised her eye brows as she sipped her wine.

"Awww, baby," she laughed, "so, you miss mommy more than you miss pussy?" I did, but figured it'd be weird to tell her. I just laughed, wondering when we could get off this awkward subject. A subject made more strange by my mother's succulent fruits causing a gentle but steady stirring in my groin. I don't think she could tell exactly where I was staring, so I felt free to keep my eyes fixed on mom's wonderful, full breasts. Two warm toffee globes tightly compressed in her fancy powder purple bra. My dick was reacting predictably in my boxer briefs, which were all I was wearing since I was in bed.

"You know I'm just teasing," she sighed after laughing at her own antics, "I'm sure you're up there..., y'know, smashin' thotties or whatever kids are saying these days." We both burst into laughter at her choice of phrase. Her laugh made her so much more attractive. The mirth in her eyes, her pretty, youthful face that stopped aging after she turned 31, her full, glossed lips and her dental ad ready pearly whites. God, she was beautiful! Sexy even.

"Nah, haven't had a drop of luck out here. Dry as a desert," I admitted in a solemn sigh.

"Seriously?" mom asked, stilling her tone.

"Yeah, it's just I'm new here and everybody's different and..., I don't know nonody and I don't really feel confident like back home..., and girls can tell when I try to talk to 'em," I spilled, hoping mommy would comfort me in my moment of self doubt.

"Then don't talk, just take off your shirt," she said and then took a sip of wine.

I scoffed at the compliment. "Can't just do that, mom..."

"Sure you can. All those horny girls up on campus..., I bet if you went to do laundry just like that, you could at least get a blowjob by the time the wash cycle ends."

"Yeah, I can't do that. Walking around in drawers is against the rules," I chuckled.

"That's too bad," mom said with a smile before standing up with her empty wine glass and walking to the fridge, likely for a refill. "Those poor horny girls are missing out on such a sexy sight," mom called out as she walked back into the frame, her little robe wide open, her amazing body on full display as she walked toward me. I could clearly see her sexy panties, light purple with white lace trim, matching her bra, her torso, smooth and almost flat, and her deliciously fleshy thighs. Wait, did mom just say I'm sexy!? "I- I meant... I just mean..., fuck it. I said you're sexy and I mean it. There! Whatever! January, you are a sexy, sexy boy," she shrugged and sipped again.

I was a little stunned but more excited. "Well..., thank you mom... And... I think..., you're really sexy too." I smiled shyly and she smiled back.

"Thank you, baby," she said, blushing. I made mommy blush! We sat smiling at each other for a noticeably long time. I was letting it marinate in my head. Mommy says I'm sexy and she knew I thought the same of her. I sat pondering ways to continue in that vein, maybe take it a little further. And it became clear she was thinking it too.

"So, what do you think of my underwear?" she asked, opening up her robe all the way. Sexy, toasted tan skin was on abundant display. She arched forward so that her breasts popped at me and I drank in my mom's voluptuous, supple spheres.

"Awesome! But, I can only see the top. Lemme see your panties," I requested and a smile remained painted on mom's lips.

"Mmm, 'panties' is such a dirty word," mom said, standing up, her robe sliding off her shoulders to the chair. "...especially to say you mother." I eyed the absolute treat unveiling itself to me while I pondered her comment. Should I not refer to them as panties? 'Underwear' is such a boring word. "So, do you like my panties, baby?" The seductive way she said the word 'panties' sent a pulse through my cock. I nearly moaned aloud.

"Yes, you look so good in those panties, mom. Can I see the back?" Mom promptly turned around and showed me the back of her purple panties. Her big, round ass all but swallowed up the middle of the tight cheekies. She arched her back and leaned forward, assuring maximum arousal. I was on fire for mom and I didn't care. She twirled for me a few times, throwing her hands up and working her full hips in a circle as she spun around. I partially expected her to strip for me, but finally she sat back in her seat and took another sip of her red wine.

"Enjoy the show?"

"Immensely," I chuckled.

"Yeah?"

"Your body is so beautiful, mom. The way you move, wearing those sexy panties. I wish I could see you in person right now," I said, a little nervously.

"Awww, thanks sweetheart. You are turning me on so much right now with all your sexy compliments and that hot body of yours."

"Oh, am I?" I asked, trying to sound cool as the boiling grew in my cock.

"Mhm, I'm gonna need new panties by the end of the night."

"Then maybe you should take 'em off. No need to soil such pretty panties on a night alone," I reasoned, grinning like mad.

"Ooo, you naughty boy!" she laughed. "Trying to get mommy naked so soon? I haven't even seen yours and you want mine off," she challenged.

I scoffed. "I don't really have much to show. Mine aren't as fancy as yours."

"I hope not," she giggled and then sipped. "Now let's see it."

Excited to show mom the long, thickness of my cock, I pushed my covers away and panned down to my black, cotton boxer briefs. My rod made an impressive imprint in the material that I heard mom gasp at. I was giddy.

"Oh, damn! It's so big even through the shorts! Mmmn," mommy said, licking her lips like a slut, biting down on her lower lip and crossing her legs tight. "Shit, I gotta see this thing, take it out. Show me that big dick!"

"Uh uh, you first!" I had no problem showing mom my cock, but I wanted to see her naked too.

"Ooo, you're such a dirty boy! You just want to see your mom's pussy, don't you?" she accused.

"I do. And you wanna see your son's cock. So what are you willing to do for it?"

"Mmm, I like! Make mamma earn that big dick," she said, uncrossing her legs and pushing away from the table so that her midsection was again in the frame. "But, I think I'll keep my panties on for now. I don't wanna get the kitchen chair all wet," she teased with a wicked grin, spreading her legs apart and patting her panty clad crotch a few times. I couldn't believe mommy was acting so slutty with me. I was loving it. "I'll give you a show, and if you like it I get to see that long dick of yours. Deal?"

"Deal!"

Mom started slowly and sensually rolling her hips around in her seat like a seductive belly dancer. Her breasts were on the verge of bursting out of her bra when she arched herself forward. "Damn," I whispered, enjoying her sexy movements. Her face had started out with a sultry look but she ended up smiling from enjoyment of what she was doing to her son. I preferred the smile - so much more intimate, genuine. All her luscious skin on display, her chest and cleavage, sexy tummy and thighs I would've loved to get my lips on were all so erotic. Her stripper imitating dance moves had caused her bra to start displacing itself and I could just barely get a glimpse of her brownie colored nipples. And she was obviously turning herself on as evidenced by the dark spot forming at the very tip of the "V" on her soft purple panties.

"Play with your tits!" I ordered.

"Mmm, yes daddy!" she replied submissively, surprising and exciting me.

She squeezed her large breasts, disregarding the fact she was distorting her bra cups. I couldn't see her nipples but the way the flesh of her tits melted in her hands, conforming and squishing against her palms and spilling out between her fingers thrilled me to no end. She leaned forward to accentuate her wonderful tits to me as she played rough with them until the bra sat below her tits, no longer covering anything. Now all I prayed was for her to let her hands fall away, treating my eyes to the glory of her bountiful breasts.

"I wish these were your hands fondling me right now, Jan," she purred sexily. And really, I did to, if for no other reason to reveal them, or better, to lift them up to my drooling mouth to suckle.

"Me too," I breathed. "Move your hands. Let me see your tits," I demanded.

She smiled teasingly. "So eager," she said before letting her hands go and then immediately turning around in her seat, spreading her legs on either side of the back support of the chair. With one hand, she undid her bra and showed it to the camera before dropping it to the floor. The way she twisted gave me an excellent side-boob view, though her nipple was blocked by her hand, but once she spun back straight it was gone. Luckily for me though, her big fat booty was just as mouth watering, if not more so. Her rounded ass cheeks swelled out the bottom of the sexy little panties.

"Such a fucking cocktease!" I chuckled at mom's antics.

"Oh, you have no idea," she said, and leaned as far forward as the seat allowed. Her ass poked out and back arched deep, she turned her head showing part of a seducing smile. "Oh," she sighed, "if only you were here, sitting between me and this chair..., your fat cock pressed right against my pussy! Mmmmmn, I can just feel it!" I know she was teasing, but her fantasy was believable. Especially when she began to thrust her hips against the chair in a seductive, serpentine rhythm. "Ooooo! I can feel that big dick! Sliding across my wet panties, so hot and hard! Oh, January! Yes! Yes! Fuck mommy's pussy, Jan! Ooo, ooo, ooooooo," mom squealed as she sped up her oscillations, fucking the chair in earnest. My cock was surging and I could feel each strong heart beat make my dick pulse.

"Oh, fuck, mom! Turn around! Please," I begged, desperate to see her tits and hopeful to get her to remove her panties. I squeezed my thick, pulsating dick in my hand through my briefs.

Mom laughed at my plea as she spun around in the chair, hands covering her tits again. "You are a filthy boy. Talking to your mother that way... But, luckily for you," she said, finally revealing her tits to me, "I am a dirty girl. A dirty little slut who needs to see that dick. Please can you show it to me, daddy? Show me how you stroke that cock!" My mother pinched and twisted her hard, dark nubs as she begged to see my dick. How could I deny her?

"God mom, you're so fucking hot!" I worshipped, pulling off my shorts, showing mom my heavy, throbbing meat at her torrid request. I squeezed my shaft and pointed it toward the camera, a sheen of precum smeared on my helmet.

"Mmmn," mom purred, biting her lip. "I love it! Such a tasty looking cock! If only I'd known sooner!" Mom toyed with her swollen tits and protruding nipples, slipping her tongue out at me like a prostitute at a potential John. I was in lust with mom. "Stroke it for me, babe. I want you to masturbate to mommy until you cum all over!" I wouldn't dare cum and end this before I saw mom's pussy.

"Fuck! Mom, take of your panties," I panted after giving my rod a few test strokes.

"Yes, daddy!" Mom chirped and stood to her feet and bent over, apparently sliding her panties down outside of the frame. She then pulled her chair closer to her camera, sitting so that her lower body was out the picture. All I could see was from the bottom.of her tits to the too of her head. Such a diabolical seductress.

"You bitch!" I breathed in a slightly frustrated chuckle.

Mom smiled, lust flashing across her eyes at my misspoken words. "Mmmm, I like an aggressive man. Makes my pussy cream," she said, reaching down between her legs, past my sight. She began rocking back and forth and moaning aloud before pulling her hand back up and showing it to the camera. "See what you did to me?" she said, rubbing her glistening fingers together, slick with her motherly juices. I slowly pumped my fist up and down my solid length.

"Damn, you're amazing mom," I sang sincerely. "I wish I was there to lick your fingers clean."

"And I wish I could suck on that big dick! Mmmm," she hummed deeply, wrapping her full lips around three fingers. She simulated sucking my cock with fingers sticky with her own cunt, sloppily sucking, slurping and thrusting into her mouth in step with my cock strokes. Saliva began to drip from her stuffed mouth down to her ample tits as she used her other hand to stimulate her now wet nipples. So much moaning, so much drool, such a sweet and slutty mom!

"C'mon, mom! Let me see your pussy. Please!?" I said, trying not to push myself over the edge just yet but unable to completely stop the immaculate feeling that came from stroking off to mommy's filthy tits.

Mom removed her fingers from her mouth, letting more slob spill out onto her big tits and rubbed it in. "Make me," she challenged, leaning back in her chair, setting one hand at play on her aching nipples and the other between her legs out of the frame.

"Bitch!" I said again, unsure how to make my mother do anything, especially from hundreds of miles away. I was frustrated.

"You're getting closer, daddy," she moaned, sliding back some in her chair, enough so that I could see most of her tummy. "C'mon, talk to me," she smiled as she toyed.

I finally picked up on her not so subtle hint. "You little whore. Teasing me like that. Do you enjoy being a little cocktease?"

Her smile got wider. "No! I'm not a little whore!" she shouted, laughing and playing between her legs the whole time. How badly I wanted to see.

"Yes you are. You're playing with yourself in front of your son, wanting to suck his big fat cock! Sure you're a whore. And whores like you love showing off their pussies," I chided, stroking my manhood a little more vigorously.

"No!" mom protested, sliding herself backward again. I could just barely see the top of her neatly trimmed, chocolate bush. "I'm not a whore. I'm a slut. There's a difference."

"Right now you're just a tease. So, be a good slut and show me what's between those thighs."

"Such a fucking charmer, you are," mom complimented me, picking her device up from the table and carrying it with her to the corner wall of the kitchen. I had a delicious view of her tits upward from her waist. They were all wet with spit and bouncing with her steps. When she got to the wall, she put her back against it and slid down, sitting her ass on the floor. Finally, she set the camera phone up right between her spread legs, revealing her swollen pussy lips, glistening with her sweet honey. "You like?"

"Hell yeah," I breathed, stroking faster. Mommy set her skilled fingers to work on the crown of her femininity, her aching clitoral nubbin. Her labia were slippery wet and puffy enough to see slightly into her pussy - the darker outer skin of her lips fading to a super sweet soft pink. Her pussy seemed to actively be oozing more nectar as she massaged her clit, mom moaning and calling my name over and over.

"Fuck, Jan! Stroke that cock. Make mommy cum!"

"Play with that pussy baby. I want to so you finger fuck yourself!"

"Mmmm, only if I can imagine it's your thick cock inside my wet pussy!"

"Oh, shit," I groaned, stopping for a second to keep myself from exploding.

Mom laughed aloud at me as she slid her fingers all over her pussylips. "About to cum already, baby boy?"

"You're just so sexy, mom. I can hardly help it."

She then ignored me and slid back into her fantasy as she pushed two fingers into her drooling, pink wetness. "Ooooo, your cock is sooo big! Fuck me Jan! Don't stop stroking my pussy!"

I began to jerk off again, still near my climax. Mom's fingers curled inside her pussy, stimulating her g-spot as she let her other hand cease fondling her stiff nipples and get to work on her neglected clit. "Oh, fuck!" she shouted, beginning to lose control of her trembling body. She slid her back down off the wall onto the floor fast and kept her legs spread to either side of view. I could see her perfect, pink pussy up close as well as her cute little puckered butthole and her wet tits above her heaving abdomen. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck!"