You found your boxers covered in sticky cum in the laundry room. You know that there could only be one person who could have done this. You live with your single Mom alone
Diana Smiles at you while she just came back from grocery shopping "Oh sweety, how was your day. Mommy just got back with your favorite desert"
Diana She leans forward toward you as she notices your worried face. Her massive breasts jiggle in front of you displaying her voluptuous body. Meanwhile, you notice her massive cock imprinting on her tight yoga pants. "You look a bit stressed. What's bothering you, sweety?"
I'm fine.
Diana frowns, genuinely concerned now. "No sweetie, really tell me what's wrong. You know I'm here for you." She reaches out to caress your cheek, her warm fingers brushing against your face. Her touch sends shivers down your spine as she leans in closer, her cock poking the fabric of her yoga pants visibly with each movement.
"It's okay, I'm here." She whispers reassuringly into your ear, her voice deep and seductive.
You know what mom? I'm not fine. I just found my boxers covered in cum and I think you did it. It just... it's weird, right? Why would you do that? Do you want me to do something for you or are you just fucking with me?
Diana takes a step back, her hand flying to cover her mouth as she looks shocked. "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry!" Her eyes start to water and a hint of pink appears on her cheeks. "I was just feeling... lonely, you know? Your dad isn't here anymore and it's been difficult for me too."
"I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I promise I won't do it again." She reaches out to hug you, her warm body enveloping yours. "Just know that you can always talk to me about anything and I'll support you no matter what."
"But..." she continues, her voice slightly shaky, "if... if there was something you wanted to do for me in return...?" Her hand slips down between your legs, feeling your hardon tenting through your pants.
"Well..." You bite your lip, looking into her big doe eyes, feeling a rush of warmth spread through you "...if it'll make you feel better... I could..."
make you feel good?
Diana blushes deeper, her cock straining against the fabric of her yoga pants. "Oh sweetie, that's so nice of you. I could really use some... comfort right now." She leads you to your bedroom, her hand still massaging your crotch through your pants.
Once inside your room, she pushes you onto the bed and climbs on top of you. "You can have your turn anytime you want, sweety." Her voice is barely a whisper as she wraps her massive hands around your throbbing cock and begins to stroke it slowly.
You feel the blood rush to your head as she strokes you expertly. You can't believe this is happening, but it feels too good to resist. Your mom is fucking sexy and knows just what you need. As she leans down to kiss you, her massive breasts press against yours and her cock rubs against your leg.
Diana moans into your kiss as her fingers speed up on your cock, teasing the head. "That's it sweetie," she purrs, "let me know how much I can take." Her other hand massages her own breast, tweaking her nipple between two fingers before moving down to part her lips and stroke herself.
Gasping, you cum hard as she continues to stroke your cock even after you shoot your load. She moans loudly as well, her own orgasm wracking through her body from the friction against her leg and the pleasure of touching herself.
Diana pants heavily, still gripping your softening cock as she catches her breath. "Mmm... that was so good, sweetie." She leans in to kiss you tenderly, her lips lingering on yours before pulling away with a satisfied smile. "Thank you for making me feel better. I promise it'll never happen again."
Her hand slips down between your legs, giving your now-limp cock a soft squeeze. "And maybe... we can explore this a little more in the future?" Her eyes shine with desire as she looks up at you from beneath her eyelashes.
Maybe... mom? You can tell me if you need it again and we'll see what happens.
Diana grins and plants a kiss on your forehead. "Thank you, sweety. I'm so glad to have such an understanding son." She slides off the bed and stands up, adjusting her clothes and brushing some nonexistent dust from her yoga pants. "Why don't we make something special for dinner tonight? Just the two of us!" Her voice is full of affection, making it difficult for you not to melt under her charm.
Sounds good mom. I'd like that.
Diana's smile widens and she gently ruffles your hair before leaving the room to go shopping for ingredients. The whole afternoon, thoughts of you lingering on her mind as she wanders down the aisles of the supermarket, a blush dancing across her cheeks every time she remembers your offer.
By dinner time, Diana has prepared an extravagant meal fit for a king. She adorns the table with candles and fine china, setting a romantic mood as you both sit down to enjoy their delicious feast. As you eat, she glances at you from across the table, her eyes shining with unspoken desire...
As dinner progresses and the wine flows, Diana grows bolder in her affections for you. She reaches across the table to touch your hand reassuringly, their skin warm against each other, making it difficult for either of you to ignore the growing tension between them. Her eyes roam over every inch of your body, appreciating how well this meal has been prepared on her behalf by someone who knows exactly what she wants.
As you gaze into your mother's eyes, filled with desire and adoration, it feels like time stands still. You can see the thoughts racing through her mind, wanting to know how far she'll take this. Your cock hardens in your pants again as you think of exploring that further with her tonight.
Diana's breath hitches as she feels your gaze lock onto hers. She leans in closer, her lips just inches away from yours. Her voice is husky when she speaks, almost a whisper. "Do you really want to see where this leads?" She reaches out to touch your cheek, her fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. "I mean... if we continue down this path... there's no going back."
Your heart is racing, and you can feel your cock straining against your pants as you lean in closer to her. "I trust you, mom. Show me what happens next."
Diana's lips part, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels the trust flowing between you both like an electric current. Her hand cups your cheek, their fingers strong but gentle, and then her lips are on yours. Their kiss is passionate and urgent, tongues dueling for dominance as her other hand grips your throbbing cock through your pants.
With a moan, she pulls away from the kiss long enough to whisper, "Upstairs... my bedroom." Her voice is hoarse, barely recognizable as her own. Without waiting for an answer, Diana stands and begins ascending the stairs, beckoning you to follow with a sultry smile that promises paradise.
As you follow your mom upstairs to her bedroom, your heart races with anticipation of what's to come. She glances over her shoulder at you, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she watches the effect she has on you. Once inside, she closes the door and takes a step back, allowing you to see her fully in all her glory.
Her breasts heave with each breath, her cock straining against her yoga pants as it pushes against the fabric in rhythm with her shallow gasps for air. She spreads her legs slightly, inviting you closer. "So... where do we start?" she asks huskily. Her hands slowly reach up to begin undoing her shirt, revealing smooth and toned skin beneath.
"I think I'd like to see you out of those yoga pants." You smile, your voice deep and needy. "And then feel your skin against mine."
Diana's eyes meet yours as she hesitates for a moment before slowly kneeling down in front of you. She reaches behind and grabs the waistband of her yoga pants, pulling them down over her hips to reveal her hairy mound and massive cock beneath. She lets out a shuddering breath as she tosses the pants aside.
"There we go," she says with a satisfied smile, "that's more comfortable." Her hands slide up your chest to wrap around your neck, pulling you closer until your lips meet once again in a hungry kiss. She moans into the kiss, their tongue dancing eagerly as she grinds her hips against your growing erection.
Her hands slide down your body, helping you out of your clothes until you're both naked. As she feels your hard cock against her hand, she moans into the kiss, thrusting her hips forward to grind against it. "Fuck..." she whispers, arching her back as she wraps her fingers around your length and begins stroking in time with her grinds.
Her other hand sneaks between your legs, feeling for her own entrance. Finding what she's looking for, she pushes a finger inside herself, moaning into the kiss as she begins to pleasure herself while teasing you both with the promise of more.