Oh, Mom! Ch. 03

In the first 2 chapters, Mom's huge tits caused her severe back pains that, before the pandemic, were relieved by exercises and swimming in a health club. During Covid, the health club closed, and Mom and I got stuck in our apartment. I offered her back massages. She loved them but noticed my frequent erections. Her cure to my stiffy included a BJ with a happy ending. We followed with 69.

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The next day, I went to buy food items at the grocery store. As an obedient citizen, I put the mask on and tried to keep distance from other shoppers. It wasn't easy: Multiple food items were missing, and people gathered around sought-after items like milk, eggs, and vegetables. Some of the shoppers ignored all the guidelines and behaved like jerks, risking themselves and others. I managed to avoid them and was able to find most of what we needed. I arrived home with 3 large bags.

Mom saw me and offered to help, "Lucas, you are such a good son. Let me help you arrange everything."

"Please, Mom, I'll do it. The last thing I want is you suffer more back pains."

She smiled, "Thank you for caring about my health. Are my backaches really your concern, or are you tired massaging me?"

I giggled, "Touching your beautiful body is the highlight of my day."

"I know, but I mean the massage part, not the time after when you abuse my tender body..."

"Lady, do you really need my answer? Didn't you notice my erection starts seconds after I first touch your back?"

"Could it be that when you do my back, you fantasize about my other parts?"

"As a matter of fact, every part of your body is sensual. I agree that if I had to set priorities, your back wouldn't be number one, but it still is a desirable part. For example, if we slept in the same bed, I'd love to spoon with you with your back against my front."

"Honey, is this your wish?"

"If I know you'll be OK with it, definitely!"

"Let me think about it: At present, I wear a skimpy nighty to bed."

I smirked, "Mother, I vow never to complain you are underdressed, whether it's in bed or not."

She laughed, "Smartass! Don't you care about my appearance at all?"

"I do! But in my opinion, you'd look your best naked, followed by sheer, barely-there lingerie, and then everything else."

She complained, "Where is the nice son I tried my best to educate and teach to be a good man who respects ladies?"

"I think I still am. However, your magnificent body raises my hormone levels, and I feel like Atilla at the gates of Rome: Ready to conquer...!"

"But Rome was powerful, and I am much weaker."

"Excellent. So my chances of getting what I wish are good."

"You are disgusting. You should know the only reason I allow you to stay here is your massages."

"I knew there was at least one good thing that prevented you from calling the police on me."

"Lucas dear, before I do that, may I have my daily rub?"

"I need to know if my price is acceptable."

"Son of a bitch, what do you want?"

"I wish to... titfuck the bitch..."

"It is a very degrading act. You'll need to earn it by rubbing more than just my back and shoulders."

"May I select the other areas I'll concentrate on today?"

"I don't trust you, pervert. You are likely to pick a sensitive area, making me unable to resist your later advances..."

"Right you are, but I'll never admit it in a court of law."

"Now I understand why I always loved my other children more than you."

...

As I prepared for our daily massage, I looked through the window. It was a gorgeous late afternoon: Sunny, 75 degrees, little breeze.

"Mom, it is nice outside. Care to stroll a little? It's a weekday, and probably only a few people will be by the river."

"Good idea. Let's go now. After the massage, I may be too tired, if you know what I mean."

I faked innocence, "But I do the rubbing. I guess you have become too lazy lately."

She chortled and kept quiet.

She wore one of my favorite dresses: A short, body-hugging blue dress with an eye-popping cleavage. I whistled appreciatively. She grinned, "Your reaction verifies what I thought - My tits will be front and center for every man passing by."

"Can't you get it through your head that I am proud of you? You look amazing, and there is no reason to hide anything!"

"Honey, I love you too, but if I listened to your suggestions, I'd be walking naked..."

"I didn't think about it, but there is merit to what you just said. There is a clothing-optional beach about 20 miles from here. We can go next weekend."

"Honey, you are nuts. A total nuts! May I remind you I am over 40 years old?"

"I think you are lying. I checked your body up close a couple of times when I massaged you. I think you are 24, or at most 28."

"Stop being silly, and let's go outside before it's too dark."

As of late, Mom and I rarely walked outdoors. Covid, her backpains, and frequent windy weather were the main culprits.

We walked about 100 yards and reached the calm water of the small river. Everything was green and beautiful. We went to one of the 3 trails and watched the ducks and Canadian geese playing. It was so perfect! I stood behind Mom and hugged her waist. "Mom, did I tell you I love you?"

She grinned, "Not in the last 10 minutes."

"I do! I think you are a perfect Mom; good, smart, beautiful!"

"Honey, giving me so many compliments all at once suggests you want something in return."

"I want you to understand once and for all you are the most desirable lady in the world, and I want you to be mine forever."

"Lucas, your feelings are the only ones that matter to me. However, can we compromise on a shorter time than forever? You are young and eventually wish to get married, so let's agree on the next 6 months. OK?"

"You are such a tough bargainer. But on my birthday, I expect you to grant my wish - A VERY LONG EXTENSION..."

"It's several months away. I bet by then I'll be wrinkly and grumpy while you'll find a nice college girl that will make you forget all about me."

"That'll be the day..."

We continued strolling and then stopped to watch the sunset. It was such a romantic atmosphere that I couldn't resist, and kissed Mom. She spread her lips for me, and our tongues intertwined in a slow dance. I hugged her tight, and, as always, my organ stirred."

Mom gazed at me with a twinkle in her eyes, "Is it a sign we should return home?"

"It's very nice here. We'll stay here for as long as you want."

She smirked. "The weather and the place are great, but I am becoming hungry."

I stared into her eyes, and she winked at me, signaling that hunger was not only for food.

...

Mom undressed with the door to her bedroom ajar. I stood at the door and peeked inside. She watched me in the mirror and blurted, "Last time you saw my whole body. I don't think closing my door is needed."

I didn't answer as my eyes were mesmerized by her stunning body. How would I explain that whatever her brain grasped as 'a body,' my brain looked at as a marvelous creation that deserved constant admiration? A minor position change made a big difference. The mild jiggle of her massive tits was worth a second, third, and even a seventh look...

She walked naked to the bed, turned to me, and mumbled, "Darling, if I am without clothes, I think it will be fair if you remove everything as well."

She was right. A short time later, I was naked, too, with my pole in an upright position.

She placed 2 towels on the sheet, lied on them face down, and waited for me. Throughout the massage, Mom's soft palm fondled my rod, keeping me in a constant state of arousal. Although my oily hands rubbed her usual areas, my mind was already focused on the prize.

I couldn't believe I would be able to hold myself from premature ejaculation, but god helped. Eventually, She turned on her back, exposing her astounding breasts.

She glanced at me with a smile, "Good boy. You learned to be patient. Now it's your time."

Without a word, I penetrated her vagina with my forefinger. She gasped but remained silent. I chortled, "I am extremely horny and kept under wraps for you, dear. The swishing sounds coming from your cunt tell me you are aroused as well. Good to know. You tested my resolve, and now I'll test yours."

She gave me 'the look' and whispered, "Honey, we waited enough. Do what you want, but don't delay it for TOO long."

Mom's thighs were already spread. I moved between them and lightly licked her moist folds. She squirmed, trying to force my tongue into her pussy, or at least apply more pressure. I refused to yield. My hands caressed gently her hips, moving at a snail-pace toward her vulva.

During my extremely light cunnilingus, her pelvis moved and twisted, demanding stronger touches, but to no avail. I was determined to let her taste her own medicine.

She pleaded, "Honey, please, you played enough. I need you to cum, so I can also orgasm."

I kept her guessing for another 5 minutes and then raised my head from her drenched cunt and moved gradually up until my ass and pelvis were at her navel. I sat on my knees, barely touching her abdomen, and kneaded her tits lightly.

I looked at her begging eyes and said, "Are you ready for a nice ride between your girls?"

She grinned, "I was ready half an hour ago."

I aimed my stiff member toward her face and moved forward some. Mom pushed her mammaries together, and I started riding back and forth. The feeling was very different than being in a space like a mouth or vagina, but Mom's rocking, undulating, and swinging her boobs, one against each other, created a significant friction that, with the help of the erotic visual display, was enough to push me over the edge.

As I was closing on my climax, I warned her, "Mom, here it comes!"

She bent her head, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed the spongy head. Her lips clutched onto my cock. My right hand flew back, and my thumb found her clitoris. I pressed hard on her love nub as I flooded her oral cavity with my slimy goo.

Mom began to orgasm seconds after me. Despite her trembling, her lips never left my cock, and her sucking continued uninterrupted.

I felt exhausted after cumming. I gingerly removed my member from her mouth and kissed her lips. I caressed her forehead for a moment and waited patiently for her to wake up.

She opened her eyes but still seemed confused. I asked, "Mom, are you OK?"

"...I think so. It was a powerful one!"

Unlike other times, she stayed in bed, probably still shaken.

I hugged her, "You were fantastic! I dreamt about titfucking you the first time I realized how beautiful they were. And your oral job is simply phenomenal."

She mumbled, "Thank you for the nice words. However, my cunt starts complaining that it's being neglected. Before we started our intimate relationship, the itch rarely occurred and then disappeared after masturbation. In the last 3 days, it is almost constant, and although it's gone during an orgasm, it returns minutes later. My pussy wants to be filled, and fingers won't do it. Honey, any idea what can we do about it?!..."