Hunter’s Sexy Snippets

Jerome Hicks–21 years of age–sat on the bench in the quad listening as his buddies Mark, Kyle, and Jerald went on and on about who they had fucked at the frat party last weekend. Taking a slip of his soda, Jerome couldn't care less. He had set himself to not lose his virginity until he was married. How his friends teased him about being old fashioned. Again, Jerome didn't care what they thought. His mother–a defense attorney–had taught him long ago to think for himself. Being on the college's lacrosse team Jerome had kept himself rather fit. From the looks he had garnered as he walked around the campus. He knew he was rather attractive. Not overly muscled, yet enough definition that his taut t-shirts showed off his chest. The cool breeze of early fall swept through his raven hair, as he fought from rolling his eyes. At how Kyle was detailing how the chick he had banged was the best cocksucker he had ever experienced.

"Nah, she can't be better than Jenny Garner. That bitch can suck paint off the wall, I tell you," Jerald retorted.

"True, that she can," Mark nodded in agreement, "God, that woman had me cumming before I could put a rubber on."

"I know right!" Jerald exclaimed a little too loudly.

A few awkward glances were levied their way, Jerome quickly bowed his head from their burning gaze. He knew their foul mouths had killed a few chances with some of the women that attended their college. Jerome sometimes wished they would think before they spoke, yet they were his childhood friends; and he wasn't about to lose them.

"So..." Kyle said, leaning across the table a mischievous light played across his pale green eyes. "How long are you planning to stay a virgin?"

"As long as I want," Jerome huffed in annoyance.

"Well, how about a bet then?" Mark said with a mouth full of chips. Its cheesy powder falling onto his shirt.

"How about if you can stay a virgin until Christmas, and we'll give you a thousand dollars," Jerald said devilishly.

"And if I don't?" Jerome asked.

"Then you owe us each a grand," Kyle said with a smirk. Jerome sighed, it wasn't about the money. His mother paid him well for his part time work as a clerk at her firm. So the amount wasn't to draining on his wallet. He just hoped this would finally end their constant harassment of his choice. Also, three months' wasn't too long. He had gone twenty-one years' without sex, three months' seemed like a breeze to him. Little did he know of what his friends had planned. However, at that moment Jerome's phone chirped.

"Baby? I know, you have class today. Yet Howard didn't show up today, and I need you to come in. We have a big case, and we need the extra hands." Jerome read his mother's text message.

"Well, I got to go," Jerome said grabbing his bag, "Mark, take good notes so I can copy them tomorrow."

"Sure thing," Mark nodded. Shyly glancing at Kyle, as he typed out a text message blast to all the women they had slept with on campus.

"Be there in 30," Jerome texted his mother.

Maya Hicks leaned backwards in her chair as she stared at the text message she had just received. In a moment of weakness and loneliness she had slept with Kyle, only once. While he was a great fuck, yet she feared what her son would think of her. She made sure that boy kept his mouth shut. She didn't want Jerome to learn of her little slip. However, since then the loneliness was crepting back in, and given her hectic life, it didn't leave a lot of time for her to date. Over the years' she has watched her son grow from a happy boy to a gentle man. Licking her lip at the thought of luring her son. She didn't care about the money. It was the thought of finally having her son between her legs. Thrusting that hard cock, that she took every chance to gaze at, when Jerome was in his lacrosse shorts; which to her ever enjoyment was mostly every night. She knew it was wrong morally and legally. Yet her body yearned for her son. At the age of forty-six she worked to keep her body in a somewhat physical shape. However, there were days' that didn't allow her the time to hit the gym.

"Yet if you fuck me then I wouldn't need to visit that place, now would I baby?" Maya asked her thumb running along the nude picture she had of her son while he was in the shower. Maya looked at the clock as two minutes remained until her son arrived. Scooting her chair underneath her desk. So that no one could see what she was about to do through the large glass windows that lined her office. Quickly hiking up her skirt, lifting her hips slightly, wiggling her panties down her thighs. Tossing the blue lacy material into the drawer, smirking noticing the slight wet spot as she closed the drawer, as the ding of the elevator resounded throughout her office. How her heart fluttered as her son stepped out of the cab of the elevator. A primal moan ripped through her mind as her eyes lavished Jerome's chest. Loving how his bright blue shirt clung tightly to his hard earned muscles. "Oh baby. How you make your own mother so wet and horny," Maya said to herself. Waving to him when he neared her secretary's desk.

"Hey Mom," Jerome said, smiling warmly at his mother as he shut the door.

"Hello sweetheart, I'm sorry I had to pull you away from class," Maya said rising from her seat. Her hips swayed seductively as she walked around her desk. Her breasts pressed against Jerome's chest as she hugged him tightly to her body. Biting her lip to keep her lust filled need from showing. Loving how his body felt pressed against hers. Maya longed to know what it would be like to see him lining her bed. Where she could swing a leg over in the morning, and grasp that morning wood and ride it into town. Watching how those sweet brown eyes would roll in the back of his head, as she rode his cock. "I'll make sure to repay you later," Maya whispered ominously into Jerome's ear.

"So..." Jerome said looking around Maya's office.

"Now this won't do," Maya said, stepping back, her hands on his shoulders looking down his chest at his attire. "You know where the spare clothes I keep here for you," she said. Fighting back the urge to lick her lips as he walked towards the small closet across the room. Maya quickly rushed back to her desk as the door to her private bathroom inched closed. Quickly, logging on to the server she stored her hidden camera files on; that she had placed in an ornate little statue on the lid of the tank right at the perfect height of his cock. "Mmm... yes baby, let mama see it," Maya said hungrily. Her hand ran down her chest as camera zoomed in. Her eyes going wide as her son wasn't wearing any underwear. Maya's mouth watered as she gazed sensuously at that soft mound of flesh. Quickly wiping the drool from her lip, as she heard the doorknob turning. Double clicking on the tab to save the footage, before she closed out the window. "I hope you don't have any plans tonight. You and I will be here late into the night. Although I think you might find the over time to your liking," Maya said salaciously.

"Does that mean we're ordering out?" Jerome asked remembering the take out the few times he had helped his mother late at night.

"Indeed it does," Maya said, uncrossing her legs underneath the desk. She would've given anything for her son to be underneath it at that moment. Just so he could see her neat little peach. Glancing out of the corner of her eye as she rose, knowing how the sunlight was haloing her body as her fingers trailed along the surface of her desk. "Come along, you can help carry in the case files," Maya said, her finger beckoning him to follow. Her chestnut hair swayed as it brushed along the middle of her back. Her hips swayed lifting her ass hoping his eyes were on her alluring posterior. Knowing how well her tight skirt contoured to her apple shaped ass. Maya knew how well it drew men's attention along with her lovely breasts, that thanks to her breast lift a year ago they were perky and lonely. Only wishing to have Jerome's lips exploring her soft skin.

"So..." Jerome huffed setting the heavy file box on the conference room table, "What's this case about?" he asked noticing how his mother's jacket was draped along the back of the chair. Trying not to stare as he noted how his mother's nipples pressed against her cream tone silk blouse. Taking in how that fine thread count shirt richly detailed that hard bud.

"A civil action lawsuit," Maya said offhandedly. Since she was a teenager she knew when men's eyes were on her. It was the same way when she fell for his father, who had passed away a few years' ago in a tragic boating accident. She had to keep herself from looking up. She wanted this. She wanted him to check out her body, and hopefully, Jerome would come to view her as something more than a mother. If she had to stack the deck in her favor so be it. "If the firm wins this case," Maya said standing up straight. Keeping her smirk from showing as

Jerome quickly looked away. "Then we-the firm-will be set. If we do..." Maya said, setting down the files on the desk. She wondered how Jerome would take the news. Would he come with her? Would he willingly uproot his life for her? She hoped so. "Jerome? Sweetheart, how do you feel about the east coast?"

"I don't know," Jerome said shrugging his shoulders, "It's just another place to me, mom," he said, alphabetizing the files in the box in front of him. All so he could hide his reddening cheeks. He knew it was wrong to have ogled his mother like that, yet his eyes just couldn't look away.

"Would you ever want to see it?"

"Depends," Jerome said. Cursing to himself as he felt his member starting to awaken. It was already awkward. He knew if his mother saw his full blown hard on it would definitely be bad. Side stepping so the broadside of the box would hide his groin from his mother's view.

"Well... if we win this case," Maya said hoping he would join her, "They're opening a new branch office in D.C., and I'm going to be running it. So my question to you is, will you come with me?"

"Umm," Jerome stuttered. He didn't know how to answer her. Ever since his father had died. They had never been apart since then. Could he stay behind? He could simply transfer his credits to another college if he had to, yet if he strayed behind. The cost of find and maintaining his own place was high. He doubted his mother's firm would keep him on since his degree isn't in law. Plus if they could finish this case before Christmas. He wouldn't win or lose the bet. Jerome smiled at that. "I'd have to see which school there would accept my credits."

"Really?! Does that mean you'll come with me?" Maya asked keeping her joy contained.

"Of course, Mom. I couldn't let you go off on your own. There's no telling what you'll get yourself into," Jerome said with a smirk.

"Oh baby," Maya said, her fingers running along the back of his hand. "You don't know how happy that makes me," she said before her carnal mind spoke to her. "Then when we are in a place where no one knows us. Your mother is going to fuck you in the most public of places. So that everyone knows that you are mine!"

"Oh poo," Maya said in a cute high pitched voice, "I forgot something," she said, knowing how her breasts jiggled as she placed her hands on her hips. "I haven't eaten yet," Maya pouted, "Baby, you wouldn't mind going to get us something?"

"Of course not," Jerome said, hoping he could rub one out while he was gone.

"Good," Maya cooed sweetly. Walking over to were she had placed her purse. Bending at her hips, so her ass would fill her son's gaze. Giving it a slight shake as she looked for her wallet. "Here, you go dear," Maya said, her fingers brushing lightly along his palm as she handed Jerome a fifty dollar bill. "I hope Roxie's is good with you?" she asked with a knowing smirk.

Jerome hung his head in shame as the elevator sped upwards. He couldn't believe he came to the image of his mother. How his mind pictured her riding his cock as he sat in the chair in the conference room. Her words dripping with sin and hunger as she asked him how he liked the feel of her pussy. How her fingers weaved through his hair as her hips slowly rose and lowered. The feel of his rod as it glided tough her folds. The way she was gently moaning his name, while people walked passed the door. How she pressed his face in-between her breasts. Muffling his moans as her cunt tightened around his cock as his mother came.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?!" Jerome asked himself. Shaking his head as the cab began to slow. Blowing out a breathe as the doors rolled open.

"Good. You're back," Maya said, looking up from the files that were scattered around her. She didn't miss his redden cheeks, or that nervous look of his; as her shirt hung open enough to allow her son to partake of the tops of her breasts along with its heavenly valley, all purposely done to entice her handsome son. "Let's eat at the other end. We wouldn't want to accidentally get something on these files," she said pointing to the other end of the table, "I hope you got me something good."

Jerome didn't say a word. His mind wouldn't allow the image of his mother in the throes of her orgasm to leave him be; nor could his eyes look away from the sight that greeted him. Jerome fought against his body. He couldn't get hard. Not now! Thinking of anything and everything that would deflate his arousal.

"Something wrong baby? You're awful quiet today, if there's anything I can do to help," Maya said, when they were halfway through their meal. Reaching underneath the table her hand resting high on Jerome's inner thigh. Keeping her mischievous smirk from showing as she felt his muscles tense as she gently squeezed his leg. "I'm more then willing to help. All you have to do is ask," Maya said, leaning forward giving her son another peak of her breasts.

"I know, mom," Jerome said. Trying not to focus on her hand, or how her shirt became taut as her breasts pressed against the fabric.

"Then what's wrong sweetheart?" Maya asked inching her hand upwards to his nether region.

"Just thinking about a bet I made with Mark," Jerome blurted out. It was the only thing he could think of on the spot. He couldn't come out and rightly say he was thinking of how soft her breasts would feel like; nor could he tell her how beautiful he thought she was.

"Oh? What was this bet about?" Maya asked feigning innocence.

"That..." Jerome stopped he couldn't concentrate as he felt the tip of her finger brushing lightly against the head of his cock.

"Yes," Maya said salaciously, "Go on."

"Whether or not I'd lose my virginity by Christmas," Jerome said taking a dry swallow. He didn't know rather or not she could feel the head of his cock. He, however, sure did as her middle finger ran across the tip of his head.

"Oh? Then..." Maya said biting her lip. It took all her will not to climb into her son's lap. To softly grind that growing phallus between her ass cheeks as her tongue explored Jerome's mouth. "Don't you go having sex, because someone is pressuring you. Only give up that special gift to someone that you truly love," Maya said quickly adding to herself, "Just long enough to make you see only I can be that for you."

"Of course, Mom. I'm not about to lose it now," Jerome said with determination. How he prayed is words would sustain him.

"Thank you so much!" Maya said hugging her son tightly as they entered their home at a quarter pass eleven. Hoping Jerome could feel the curvature of her breasts as they pressed themselves against his chest. "I wouldn't know what I'd do if you hadn't came in today," she said and quickly added to herself, "Probably finger myself silly thinking about you."

"No problem," Jerome said trying detaching himself from his mother.

"You should head to bed," Maya whispered into his ear. Her lips brushing against his right cheek. Placing a long lingering kiss upon it.

"R-right classes," Jerome said befuddled.

"Just you wait, mama is going to pop that cherry of yours," Maya whispered hungrily, as she listened to the closing of his bedroom door.

"Baby?" Maya called out as she opened his door the next morning holding the dirty clothes basket in her right. Her pearl white robe hid her naked body from Jerome's gaze. However, at that point in time Jerome was a tab busy to hear his mother entering his room. "Oh my!" Maya gasped the basket falling from her grasp landing in a loud thud on the carpeted floor. In all her years' she has never witnessed such a glorious sight.

"Mom!" Jerome shouted in surprise as his hand was wrapped around the base of his root.

Maya's eyes were glued to that long, hard, veiny cock of her son's. Her brown eyes zeroed in as the bead of pre-cum oozed out from the tip of his crown before running down the back of his phallus. She had to keep herself from launching her body at Jerome. To have her own son watch as she swallowed every inch of it. To make him beg for release as she teased that tool to the point of madness. Sucking on her lower lip as she thought it had grown larger in her presence. An "Aww" resounded in her head as Jerome threw his covers over his manhood.

"I'm sorry!" Maya blurted out. Dashing from his room, her feet hammering down the hall as she raced to her own room. Slamming her door closed, digging frantically through her drawers. Roughly throwing off her robe, her pussy was on fire. She knew just how close she was. Just how far she would have gone to have him. Yet it wasn't the right time. No. First Jerome needed to see her as a woman. Then she would show him things that his father always begged her to do. Climbing onto her bed Maya was going to show her son just how dirty she could be.

"Yes!" Maya screamed out as Jerome sneaked down the hall. He wanted to see if she was alright. To apologize for not locking the door. He never meant for his mother to see that. "God! You feel so good inside me baby!" Jerome placed his ear against the door. The squeaking of the springs, the grunting of his mother told him it could be only one thing. Instinctively, his hand was inside the pair of shirts he had quickly dawned. Grasping his growing appendage, slowly stroking his cock as he listened to his mother masturbating. Jerome grunted as his seed shot forth coating the door and its doorframe in his spunk. Shame fueled his flight from his house that morning. Shame of what he had done not once but twice now. He hoped his day would be uneventful as he drove to college.

"Hey!" Came a strange voice as Jerome walked to the college resource office. He needed to see how many if not all his credits would transfer. "You're Mark's friend aren't you?"

"Yeah, and you are?" Jerome asked eyeing the petite blonde.

"Jenny Garner," she said, smiling warmly at him while she held held out her hand.

"Jerome Hicks," he said shaking her hand. His eyes went wide as she roughly pulled him into her, he couldn't breathe as Jenny cupped his family jewels.

"I bet you've never had this sucked before," Jenny cooed, "How about I take care of that for you," she purred as she stroked his phallus through his jeans. "You'd never know, but I think my pussy would be better for this cock," Jenny said standing on her toes, softly biting his lower lip.

Jerome had to fight through the fog of bliss. He didn't think another's person's hand would feel so... sublime. The way her fingers felt on his rod. The way the warmth of the palm soaked through the denim.

"Let's take this bad boy out, what do you say?" Jenny asked a devilish light played across her eyes. "Trust me, you want to experience this," she said, her tongue teased his upper lip.

"Sure..." Jerome said. He knew what he was about to do would look bad on him, yet he wasn't about to lose either. "Why don't you wait in there," he said nodding to the empty office. 

"You better not leave me waiting for too long," Jenny purred her fingertips skimmed along his jaw before the door closed.

Jerome didn't look back as he raced across the campus. He knew his friends had set that up. How many more ambushes were waiting for him? Just how low would his friends go to win the bet? Knowing them probably most if not all of the ladies on campus were out to win. Silently slipping into his next class, ignoring the fact that he had forgotten to visit the resource office. However, with Jenny there Jerome couldn't risk it. Although what awaited him as other students filed in made Jerome long for that awkward encounter with Jenny. When he noticed every single female eyeing him.

Jerome moaned loudly as he slid into his car seat. He's never been so hard in his life. For the past three hours he had to fend off exploring hands. Hands that touched him in places that if he did the same he'd be expelled. Banging his head against his head rest, remembering how Rebecca Shumer had purposely sat on his lap. Rubbing her ass into his cock. Jerome groaned remembering how soft it felt. Blowing out a breath, inserting the key into the ignition. He hoped life would normalize when he got home.

"Hey baby, welcome home!" Maya said, greeting her son warmly as she stepped out of the kitchen in a green mirco bikini. Jerome felt his Adams apple bob as he looked upon his near naked mother. Her suit left very little for him to imagine what lay underneath. "I thought that I'd get in some sunbathing today, since this is probably the last time before winter hits, that this," Maya said salaciously, running her laft hand up her right arm to peak her son's carnal mind. "Fabulous skin feels the heat of the sun," she said, biting on her fingernail as her son continued to stare unabated. Also, glancing down it wasn't hard for her to notice the bulge in his pants.

Accidentally, knocking her hair band onto the floor, she knew how her lips were nearly spilt apart due to the bottoms she wore. It was the reason she never wore them out in public. With her back to Jerome. Maya bent down at her hips. Her ass filling his view, yet something else beckoned to her son. Smiling wickedly as she felt her lips slipping out from around the material. Her hand ran along the back of her thigh as she rose. Her chestnut hair shielding the light as she looked over her shoulder. Her eyes dipping low watching his cock straining the denim.

"Well, I'll be out on the deck. Why don't you come and put some lotion on me," Maya said hungrily. Spinning on the ball of her foot, her hips swayed seductively as she approached her son. Keeping her smile from showing as her son's chin dropped as her breasts pressed hard against his chest. So that those heavenly orbs would hide what she was about to do. "What's got into you all of the sudden? Why is it I feel this poking me?" Maya asked grasping her son's hard cock.

"Mom!" Jerome moaned.

"Yes? You still haven't answerer me baby. Why are you hard? Do I make you horny? Does your mother's body make this cock stand at attention?" Maya asked as she slowly stroke his rod, "I'm waiting."

"Oh fuck, Mom!" Jerome groaned as his book bag dropped to the floor.

"Is my baby boy about to cum?" Maya asked with a devilish smirk. Jerome couldn't speak. It took all his will, and what strength his trembling muscles could provide to keep from cumming. "Well, then my sweet boy shouldn't be cumming in his pants, now should he?" she asked lowering his zipper. "Would you look at that?" Maya said in awe, as Jerome's cock protruded out before him. "Look at it baby," she said sternly. Tentatively, Jerome lowered his head, watching as his mother's hand glided along his tool. "Do you like how mama jacks you off?" Maya whispered sensuously into his ear. Biting his lip, all Jerome could do was nod. "My baby is going to need someplace to cum isn't he? I have the perfect place for you," she said. Her tongue teased his earlobe before she slid down the length of his chest.

Jerome stared wide eyed as his mother knelt before him. A loving smile spread across her lips as she looked up at him. Her hand working quickly along his cock. His pre-cum dripping down onto his mother's breasts.

"Go on baby. Paint you mother's tits in you hot spunk," Maya purred. This was a huge step for them. However much, she wanted to suck, lick, tease that bulbous cock head. She knew she had to take it slow. Yet as her hand engulfed that engorged crown. Her mind just couldn't help, but picture how it would look gliding in and out of her hot, wet, ravenous box. Maya felt the twitch, the tell that she would finally get a first hand look at how her son cum looked like surging out of the tip of his cock. Grinning madly, as his hot, sticky, white seed shot forth coating her skin, and a few spots of her top. Maya quickly looked up, seeing how her son was to distracted by his orgasm.

"Mom!" Jerome shouted as his mother sucked hard on his cock.

"What?! I can't have my sweet baby dripping that fine semen all over the place," Maya said, looking up at Jerome while licking the corner of her lip. "Now you go get changed and come and rub lotion on me," she purred letting his deflating cock run in-between her breasts as she rose. "If you're good," Maya said reaching grasping his spent tool, "I'll take care of you again," she whispered sinfully feeling life returning to his cock.

Smack! His hand struck his left cheek. Smack! His right cheek felt the sting of his slap. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Jerome asked himself. Smack! "I don't know!" Smack! "Your own mother just jacked you off!" Smack! "And you enjoyed it!" Smack! His chest heaved as he paced his room. Stopping in his tracks as he peered down at the deck in the backyard. There she rested thanks to the high privacy fence his mother had no fear of being spied upon. However, she wasn't expecting it would be her own son. Jerome looked down seeing his manhood stirring.

Maya lounged out in the sun. She had hungrily devoured his cum the moment he was out of earshot. God, she wanted more! She needed to have that hot seed shooting deep into her mouth. Striking the back of her throat as her tongue teased his head. Glancing up inadvertently, Maya saw her son standing in the window as she peered through her sunglasses. Then something happened, something she hoped, prayed that would come to pass.

"Yes baby," Maya cooed. Making it appear that her lips weren't moving as she watched. "Take it out. Jack that cock to me!" she purred as Jerome's shorts left his hips. A dirty thought crossed her mind. Reaching behind her untying the knot that held her top taut.

"Fuck!" Jerome yelped as his mother tossed aside her bathing suit top. Licking his lips, as he stared down at his mother's bare breasts.

"You like mama's tits don't you baby?" Maya asked as she played with her orbs. It was oblivious that he did given how his hand increased in pace. Secretly, hiding her amusement as his eyes were glued to her chest. Watching as he cursed as his cum struck the window pane before running down its surface. Her cunt throbbed like mad. She couldn't remember when the last time anyone could cum twice so soon. She had to make him hers no matter the cost. Quickly rolling onto her stomach when Jerome left the window. A few minutes later she heard the patio door open. "Hey baby!" Maya said, turning her head as he walked along the left side of her lounger. "Here," she said, holding out the bottle for him. "You wouldn't want me to burn, would you?"

"N-n-no," Jerome stuttered his eyes roamed down his mother's back. His heart throbbed in his throat as his eyes lingered on her ass. Noting how her chocolate starfish was peaking around the g-string.

"Good. Then get to work," Maya said with a mischievousl smirk.

Jerome had done this for his mother numerous of times. Now, however, given what he had just done made his hands temble slightly. Squirting a dab of lotion onto the palm of his left hand. Sinking onto the lip of the lounger, Jerome hoped his depraved mind wouldn't awaken. Biting his lip, as his fingers skimmed along her velvety soft skin. Feeling his mother relax as he massaged the lotion into the back of her thigh. The flash of the fabric of her bottoms caught his eye. His heart raced as his hand inched up her thigh.

"Be sure you get the inner thigh too," Maya said sleepily. She was lost in bliss. The feel of his hands on her skin was so... stimulating. Twice she had to keep her arousal in check. She could feel the fabric–or what little of it there was–soaking up her juices. Maya wondered if her son could tell how aroused she was.

Taking a dry swallow, Jerome did as he was told. Then it happened. Jerome got his first feel of a woman's labia. His mother's grip tightened around the rails of the lounger, yet she said nothing.

Her mind secretly urging her son to explore her sex. To smell her arousal that only he could produce in her. To taste her sweet necture after his fingers plunged into her honey pot. To feel her folds tightening around those slick appendages. Then she felt it again. However, this time it wasn't it a faint brush. Biting the cushion as her son grew bold. Fighting back her gasp as Jerome's middle finger ran along the center of her slit. "Oh god! I'm going to cum!" Maya screamed out in her mind. Her nails raked along the wooden rail as she tried to keep her orgasm from showing. She didn't want Jerome to know or stop for that matter. Although she also didn't want her son to see the huge wet spot she had just left either.

"Baby, straddle my hips you aren't paying any attention to my back," Maya said peering over her shoulder.

Jerome looked down, then to his lap, then back to his mother's ass. Tentatively, swinging his left leg over, he hoped his mother wouldn't be able to feel his erection. Quickly, thrusting his hand into his shorts. Positioning his cock towards his bellybutton, hoping that the elastic band would keep it in check.

"Mmm... yes, that's it baby," Maya cooed as Jerome massaged her lower back. She knew he was keeping his distance. Why? She couldn't say. "Higher sweetheart," Maya said, practical begging her son to lay on top of her. "I don't bite," she giggled.

Slowly, Jerome eased himself down onto the back of his mother's thighs. His nerves were on edge. He prayed his mother couldn't feel his hard-on as he leaned forward. Yet that was never meant to be as his cock rested between his mother's butt cheeks. Jerome became lost in his own mind as those two mounds of muscles squeezed his cock every time he leaned forward. He just couldn't take it anymore. With his greasy hands quickly pulling his cock out. Choking down his moan as his cock rested between those cheeks. Feeling the warmth of her skin soaking into his engorged rod. The sensation of the lotion lubing his cock with every movement. It felt so sublime to Jerome.

Maya's eyes went wide as she felt his naked cock. She had intentionally been squeezing his cock. Yet she wasn't expecting Jerome to actually whip it out. Maya buried her face in the cushion to keep herself from moaning loudly. The feel of that hard cock. The heat of his erection. The slickness of his pre-cum coating her skin with each thrust.

"Yes baby! Fuck me!" Maya moaned loudly, "Use my ass to get yourself off," she begged. She reached back only wanting to touch it. Maya smile evilly as her hand brushed along the head of his rod.

"I-I want to fuck your tits, Mom!" Jerome blurted out.

"Oh, you do, do you? Such a naughty boy wanting to fuck his own mother's breasts," Maya said, propping herself up on her elbow as she looked back at her son. Then her eyes dipped low watching his seven inch cock twitched with every beat of his heart. "I'll do it on one condition."

"O-okay," Jerome stammered he couldn't take his eyes off of his mother's bare breasts.

"I want you to look at something for me," Maya said, feeling her cheeks heat to a nice crimson hue. "And tell me if you would fuck it, eat it, and maybe kiss it," she said shyly.

"Sure! What is it?!" Jerome's horny mind not comprehending what truly his mother was asking him.

"Step back sweetheart, I can't roll over with you on me," Maya said sweetly. She watched as Jerome scampered back. Her eyes never leaving his cock as it bounced. "Why don't you take those of Jerome," she said pointing at his shorts, "It can't be good for those balls having that elastic cutting into them." Maya watching as her son's eyes grew wider as she rolled over, raising the back of the lounger slightly. "You like mama's tits don't you, baby?" Maya asked salaciously as her hands cradled her orbs, before giving her nipples a pinch. Her lush lips curved into a sinful smile at Jerome's vehement nod. "Good. I know that cock is going to love gliding through these puppies. Before that though," she said, her hands ran down her stomach watching her son's gaze. "This is what I want you to look at," Maya said, pulling the ending of the bow knot that held her bottom piece to her hips. "What do you think baby?" she asked dropping the last piece of her bathing suit on to the deck. Spreading her legs, spreading her wet lips all so that he could peer unhindered at her beckoning hole. Licking her lips hungrily as she saw his cock surge. "Is your mother's pussy pretty?"

"Y-y-yes."

"Would you fuck this pretty pussy?" Maya asked her finger tapping her clitoris. "Would you eat it?"

"Y-yes."

"Then come here," Maya said, her index finger beckoning him forward, "Knell," she said pointing to the right side on her lounger. Her heart hammered in her chest. She couldn't believe this was about to happen. Swinging her legs over the lip of the lounger. Maya spread her legs wide as her son sank to his knees. "Kiss you mother's pussy," Maya commanded. Gooseflesh rushed across her skin as she felt his kiss on her overheated sex. Her fingers spread her labia apart as her son looked up at her. "Eat it baby. It's only fair you give your mother some pleasure, since you want to use my tits for something very naughty."

"I'll try my best," Jerome said nervously. With trepidation Jerome leaned forward once again. The smell of her juice filled his nose. Not that it was unappealing, just something he didn't expect to experience yet. Jerome slowly ran his tongue up his mother's slit.

"Yes!" Maya moaned, "Taste your mother, baby," she said, her hand brushing the back of his head reassuring him. Maya's thigh muscles quaked as the minutes passed, and Jerome showed no signs of stopping. "Fuck baby! I'm going to..." she growled before pressing his face hard against her sex. Jerome coughed as he came up for air. His chin dripped with her hot juices. "Come here," Maya hissed reaching out, balling her fist around his shirt, pulling her son into her. She needed to know how her sex and his taste would mingle together. Maya lost herself as her tongue explored his mouth. Her hand reached down stroking his cock as she savored her flavor on his tongue.

"So..." Jerome said, after he came up for air. His eyes darting down to her breasts.

"Ah, yes, my naughty son wants a titty fuck from his mother," Maya said with an impish smirk, "Well then, I best not disappoint you," she said laying back down on the lounger. "Well?" Her hand muffled her chuckle as Jerome hurried to his feet. Biting her lip, as Jerome straddled her, his cock bobbing before her. Maya just couldn't waste the opportunity.

Before Jerome knew it the entire length of his manhood sat within his mother's hot mouth. He watched as her eye twitched as she tasted her coconut scented sunscreen lotion. Yet that didn't stop her tongue from twisting, teasing, down right assaulting his hard shaft.

"There! That should do it," Maya said, winking at Jerome as she gave his cock a few extra loving strokes. "Now," she said leaning back, "Shall we get started?" Tentatively, Jerome reached out touching his first pair of breasts. "Do you like the feel of them?" Maya asked glancing down as her son played with her breasts.

"They're as soft as I thought they would be," Jerome muttered in awe.

"What now?!" Maya asked taken aback. She never thought her son would have thought of her breasts, much less alone see her as something sexual before today that is.

"N-nothing," Jerome said covering his slip of the tongue. Placing his cock in-between her breasts. Jerome's body shuddered as his hips thrust once, twice, thrice as his mother pressed her breast together. He had almost released his load when his mother's tongue flicked the head of his cock. After a few minutes Jerome was huffing and puffing as he labored underneath the sun. Sweat glistened on his skin as his pre-cum saturated his mother's skin. "Fuck Mom!"

"That's it baby cum all over your dirty mother," Maya cooed. Her head jerked back on instinct as the first rope of his semen struck the bottom of her chin. Quickly, closing her eyes as it's brethren marred her face. "Mmm," she moaned as her tongue scooped up her prize. "Jerome, baby, fuck me," Maya begged as she looked up at her handsome son, "Please! Sweetheart, we know this cock wants some hot pussy. Why not give it to me?"

"I'm sorry!" Jerome said, before running away leaving behind his disappointed mother and his shorts.

Two months later...

Thanksgiving day. Jerome lounged in the recliner, contemplating on how he was going to survive in D.C. With the international chemical company–his mother's firm had sued–settling out of court with the massive amount of evidence they had against them. His mother had spent the past month looking at listings in the surrounding area. They were set to leave within two weeks. Although it gave his friends time to get in their last attempts to break his virginity. Still there was his mother, how he could never look her in the eye for what he did those months' ago. However, that didn't stop him from eavesdropping when she masturbated. The way she screamed out his name when she came made his cock throb with a vengeance. Then there were the two months' he had hid, ran away, and told off the women on his campus. It wasn't that he didn't like them. It was just after two months' of harassment it got to him.

"There!" Maya said lightly patting her cheeks. Her sweet perfume drifted around her as she stared at herself in the mirror. Tonight was the night. Jerome was finally going to be hers, one way or another. She knew he had been eavesdropping on her. She had hoped it would help him. That listening to her moan every time she masturbated that Jerome would put aside his nervous. Yet after two months' she was growing irritated that he hadn't barged into her room, and shaved his cock into her cunt. "Ready or not baby, mama is going to get her some virgin dick," Maya said with determination. Nodding to herself as she straighten out the straps of her slip dress.

She had already prepared their Thanksgiving dinner all that was needed was to set the table. A table she hoped would bridge the gap between the two of them. She just hoped he would come willingly, yet Maya was prepared to use spirits to get what she desired.

"Baby? I hope you're ready for dinner?" Maya said, as she walked down the stairs. Maya didn't hide her satisfied smile at her son's gapping mouth. "Do you like it?" she asked doing a little spin about a foot away from his chair.

"You're beautiful... it looks good on you, Mom," Jerome said catching himself. He could feel his cock lengthening along his thigh, as his eyes ran down her body. The way the dress contoured to her body, how it showed off those alluring hips of hers stopping just shy of two inches above her knee. Making a man wonder just what lay underneath that delicate garment. However, he already knew. It was the source of his many wankings.

 "Thank you, sweetheart," Maya said bending at the hips. Her breasts dangling freely as she filled her son's gaze with those heavenly mounds. "Come. Let us eat," she said. Her hand ran down his forearm foretelling that after tonight he would need no other, before her fingers skimmed along his palm enveloping his with her own. How her heart fluttered as Jerome gave it a soft squeeze. Slyly, looking over her shoulder, blushing madly as his eyes never left her as she led the way into their dinning room. Maya had purposely taken out the large dinning table for their move, and so, she could place a smaller one within that room. She wanted this night to be special for them.

Jerome gawked in surprise at the romantic mood that awaited them. Candles stood ready to be lit. Plates sat ever so upon the walnut surface of the table. Napkins folded neatly on top of those porcelain surfaces. Wine sat unopened eager to infuse it's alcohol into its patrons. The sweet smells of their dinner drifted in from the kitchen.

"Now you just sit right here," Maya said, pushing her son into his seat. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she stood behind Jerome, before sliding down his chest. Placing his head between her breasts, her right cheek his left as she savored the man she loved. No longer can she think of Jerome as her son. No. Jerome was going to become her man, her lover. Regardless if he knew it or not. "Tonight baby," Maya whispered into his ear, "We celebrate so many things." Her feather light touch danced along his chest as she pulled away from her son. Taking their plates before sashaying into the kitchen.

Jerome shook his head trying to get the feel of his mother's breasts out of his mind. His hand stretching out his right pant leg as his cock throbbed painfully. Ever since that afternoon on the deck. He hasn't stopped thinking of how his mother had asked him to fuck her. He knew he couldn't give in. He had to be strong, yet the image of her glorious naked body wouldn't leave him.

"Dinner is served," Maya said placing his plate before him, "How about some wine," she said, not giving Jerome time to object as she poured him a glass.

"Mom, you know I don't drink," Jerome said, watching that fragrant red liquid filled his glass.

"Oh, come on for me, please! Just for tonight," Maya pouted holding the bottle to her chest. She knew her son was never a drinker. The one time she had seen him drink, left a lot to be desired. Yet this was wine and not the volka he had been drinking then. So she knew a few glasses won't put him under. That wouldn't do for her, no, she needed Jerome somewhat coherent.

Jerome looked into his mother's eyes. He just couldn't disappoint her again. Reaching forward watching her smile widen, her eyes beginning to sparkle as the rim of the glass touched his lips.

"Excellent," Maya said gleefully, "Now, I've been looking at houses in the suburbs around D.C., or would you like to live in the city?"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to be in the city?" Jerome asked taking a bite of his turkey.

"True it would, but I was thinking of a nice warm quiet place for just the two of us," Maya said, her foot rubbing along Jerome's inter right calf. Jerome's fork trembled between his fingers. A hungry light played across her eyes as she drank in the sight. "Wouldn't that be good for us?"

"I-i-it might," Jerome stammered. Quickly, draining his glass he hoped that the wine would dull his senses. Little did he know that was exactly what his mother wanted.

"Here, you can't enjoy this fine dinner with an empty glass," Maya said, filling up his glass halfway again. "Then again I'm happy to live anywhere just as long as you're there with me," she said wantonly. Jerome jumped in his seat as her foot ran up his thigh. His glass shook violently in his hand was her big toe teased the head of his cock.

"So..." Jerome said with a shaky voice, "Which house caught your eye?"

"Oh, just this: warm, three bedroom, two bathroom, quiet little suburb home," Maya said, a sneaky smile graced her lips as her foot ran down the length of her son's shaft. "Although I think someone will be spending a lot time in the master bedroom," she said ominously.

"Oh? Well, just let me know, and I'll stay away until you're done," Jerome said. Yet a twinge of jealousy crept into the back of his mind at the thought of another man touching his mother.

"Oh dear, I think you misunderstood me," Maya said sipping her wine.

"What do you mean?" Jerome asked perplexed.

"I'll show you, right after dessert," Maya said before gathering up their plates. She made sure his eyes were on her as she purposely made her ass shake with each step. Maya's hand shook as she set the soiled dishes in the right sink basin. She was only moments away from getting what she had dreamed of for so long. He wasn't going to run again. Not this time. Her slickness was already at the threshold of leaking out. She knew all he had to do was slide into her hot box; taking off her heels, hiking up her dress quickly wiggling out of her damp panties.

Jerome sat quietly sipping his third glass of wine waiting for his mother to bring in their dessert. His body became still as his mother stood in the doorway. The white artificial light haloing her body as Jerome ogled his mother. A new wave of blood rushed to his male organ. Watching how she stood so sensuously. The way her body called to him. His heart throbbed in his throat as his mother slowly, deliberately, seductively walked towards him. She said not a word as she took his glass from him. His chair groaned as she spun him out from underneath the table.

"Now," Maya purred. Her clit rub against his chest as she sank into her son's lap. "For dessert," she cooed before kissing Jerome passionately. Maya moaned into his mouth as he returned the kiss. She could taste the wine on his tongue. Not that she cared. It was the fact that her son wasn't fighting her off. His hands roaming up and down her back. "Mmmhmm." Maya nodded as his hands found her ass. Breathing heavily, as she ground her mound against his lap. "Touch me baby, feel every part of me that only wants to please you, my sweet boy," Maya said wantonly.

"Mom..." Jerome began to say only to be stopped by his mother.

"Shhh! After tonight I'm not your mother. After tonight I'm going to be your woman, your lover," Maya said, reaching down between her legs grasping her son's hard tool. "I love you, Jerome. I know you've been saving this," she said, stroking his tool through his pants. "For the right person, but can't you see I am that person," Maya said sweetly looking deeply into her son's eyes. Maya was taken by surprise as Jerome kissed her long and hard. Her eyes flew wide in shock as his hands cupped her breasts. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he: teased, pinched, tugged, rolled her nipples. Giggling softly as her son pushed the straps of her dress from her shoulders exposing her breasts to him. "Baby, you're staring," Maya said bashfully, feeling her cheeks heat at the awe she saw in her son's eyes.

"I can't help it Mom. These things are just so... perfect," Jerome said, before his mouth engulfed his mother's right breast.

"Oh god!" Maya moaned as his tongue teased her harden nipple. "Yes baby! Suck on that tit! Touch me here," she ordered taking his free hand and guiding it between her legs. "Can you feel how wet I am? Can you feel how wet you make your own mother?" Maya asked.

"Yes," Jerome said; from around his mother's breast, his fingers were already coated in her hot juices before he had even began to explore her sex.

"Will you fuck me?" Maya asked feeling her womb quivering as his fingers tickled her folds.

"God yes! You're the most beautiful woman I've..." Jerome had to keep the chair from topping over as his mother's tongue occupied his mouth. His eyes went wide at the sound of his zipper lowering. Jerome groaned as his mother worked his cock free from his pants. Her thumb circling around the head of his cock.

"I see, you like it when I play with this cock," Maya said teasingly.

"Y-y-yes," Jerome croaked out.

"Will you let me play with it anytime I want?" Maya asked slowly stroking his hard steel rod.

"Mmmhmm."

"Now," Maya said, taking her hand off of his cock. Placing her arms on his shoulders. Her hand brushing his hair along the back of his head. Her nose touching his as she looked her son dead in the eye. "I know this wants me," she said grasping his tool, "But what about this," Maya said placing her hand over his heart.

"I tried to fight it, Mom; but I can't any longer," Jerome said with all sincerity he could muster, "You're the one I want," he said, his hands ran down her arms.

"Oh baby!" Maya squealed in delight, "Does that mean I'm going to be your wife now?"

"So it would seem," Jerome said with a smirk.

"Mmm, I like that," Maya said softly kissing him. Rising from his lap, Maya watched his eyes as her dress slid down her body, pooling around her feet. "I want, no, I need you to fuck me sweetheart," she said wantonly, as she played with her wet lips. "I need to feel you deep inside me, Jerome. Will you fuck your mother-wife?" Maya asked peering over her shoulder, as she leaned forward bracing herself on the door jam while presenting her ass to him. She didn't need to wait for his answer. The sound of the chair creaking did that for her. Gooseflesh raced across her skin as his hands explored her ass and her back. Maya bit her lip as she felt the head of his cock dancing along her lips as he did. Gasping loudly, when Jerome ran his cockhead through her soaked lips.

"Yes baby!" Maya screamed out as her son eased himself into her. Her eyes fluttered as she felt every inch of her son returning to the place he was born. "Fucking give it to mama!" she growled low as she peered back at him. "I haven't waited this long for you to pussyfoot around. Now fuck that pussy!" Jerome didn't say a word as his hips thrust hard into that honey pot. "Oh god! Yes! Yes! Fuck!" Maya screamed out her grip tightened around the molding. "That's it baby fuck your dirty mother!"

"Fuck Mom! You're so fucking tight," Jerome grunted as his balls slapped his mother's clit. He never once thought sex would feel so good. His brain become lost in the sweet bliss that was flood his grey matter. So lost in it that he failed to notice his mother's screams as she came.

"Oh god baby!" Maya shouted in surprise that he hadn't released his load during the height of her orgasm. Her body shivered in pleasure as her son reached forward. Cupping her left breast as he continued to probe her molten canal. As time slowly crawled forward from ten minutes to thirty to an hour. Maya's legs wabbled as her eighth orgasm reached it's peak and her son showed no signs of stopping. Looking down between her legs noticing the puddle of her juices marring the hard wood floor. "Baby, I don't know if I can stand for much longer." Jerome grunted knowing he was about to cum, but where? Maya felt it, that surge, that twitch, that tell. "Yes baby, cum inside your dirty mother!" Maya screamed out as Jerome took hold of her hips, thrusting hard into her as rope after rope shot towards her womb. Her body quaked as she felt his cock sliding out of her. Her mound ached from the hour long hard pounding her son had given her. Not that she was complaining. It was everything she hoped for. "Well..." Maya said trying to catch her breathe, "How about we go up to our room and rest for a bit, and afterwards you can fuck me some more," she said, smiling sinfully at her son who sat exhausted on the floor. Feel his hot cum oozing out of her cunt.

"Sure thing," Jerome said grinning madly at his mother.