Mom Loves to Suck (2 page)

If she saw me home early she would know Kelly and I had fought and that had been happening more and more lately. Stopping in the kitchen and grabbing a coke, I wondered for the thousandth time if it was me. Was I being pushy? Was getting a blow job that big of a deal? On the other hand I had dated Kelly for close to a year before she decided she was ready for sex which was the first time for both of us and I had never complained.

I hadn’t complained for the first few months about her refusal to even talk dirty, but lately it was getting ridiculous. As for oral sex? I loved going down on her and she loved me doing it and wasn’t it only fair she do it for me? I had been kind of shy and mom had raised me to think sex was important and not something you did with just anyone. I’d had a few chances before Kelly and a few of those chances were with girls that would have been a night of fun and that was it.

At one point when I became serious with Kelly I was glad I had held back and waited and looked forward to all the fun we would have. Now it seemed as if I should have had that fun because at least I would have known what it was like to have my cock in a girl’s mouth. Chugging the coke, I thought again I sounded like an idiot, but I’d spent years watching porn and blow jobs looked so damn hot! The thought of Kelly looking up at me, my cock in her mouth and her moaning and excited at the thought she was going to make me cum.

No, it wasn’t too much to ask because she wouldn’t even try. If she did and for some reason didn’t like then it would still be frustrating, but not as much as her refusing to even make an attempt. Today had been the closest she came and she’d been ridiculous; looking at my dick like it was disgusting and would bite her. I shouldn’t have pushed it in her mouth, but I was so close! I tossed the can in the recycling bin next to the kitchen door and headed down the hallway towards my bedroom.

I sighed at the thought I should still be at Kelly’s, having sex. She was usually fine with sex and it felt damn good and lately I had even managed to get her into doggy without too much whining. Now instead of staring at her cute little ass while I fucked her I was going to go and jerk off to….a blow job scene of course.

I noticed my parent’s bedroom door was partway open and wondered if mom was taking a nap, she didn’t have to go in for a couple more hours. The floor was hardwood and I was wearing my Timberlands and began trying to walk more quietly in case mom was sleeping. I had just reached their door, when it swung open.

“Hey, baby!” she said, stepping out into the hallway, “Come on in I… Oh shit!”

“Whoa!” I exclaimed at the site of my mother wearing just a pair of black lace panties and….nothing else.

For a split second we stood there frozen and I couldn’t help taking in her tits which were pretty damn big. Mom was fair skinned and her creamy breasts were well shaped with light pink nipples that I noticed were hard. Mom’s initial shock wore off quickly and folding hr arms over her chest her face turned beet red and she stammered, “Oh…oh my God! I…I’m so sorry Sean!”

Once she had moved my own paralysis broke. I quickly turned my back, but not before she had spun around to go into her room and I caught a glimpse of her well rounded ass in the black panties. I blinked at the thought that mother or not, that was a damn fine ass. Then again she didn’t make four hundred a night in tips for nothing.

“That’s okay!” I called over my shoulder, “I…I came home early I should have let you know I was here.”

“No, it’s my fault.” She answered, “I thought you were dad. You can turn around now.”

I turned o see she was sitting on her bed wearing a black robe. The robe was pretty short showing her bare legs right up to her thighs and not one I’d seen her wear around. Then again, mom always dressed properly around me, even to the point of not wearing a bikini by the pool if I was home, but a more conservative one piece.

Not that I hadn’t seen her legs of course, but for some reason, maybe because it was right on the heels of seeing a lot more of her, I was taken aback at the sight of her well shaped legs. Mom’s long blonde hair was usually in a pony tail around the house or pinned up, but at the moment was down and teased out like when she went to work.

“You can come in honey.” She told me, “Or are you too embarrassed?”

“Um, no.” I told her taking my eyes off of her thighs which were so much fuller than Kelly’s slender legs. “I…well a little.” I laughed, “Can’t say I saw that one coming.”

“Jeez.” Mom blushed again and put her hands over her face. “I’m sorry Sean. Poor you coming in from seeing your pretty girlfriend and having to see your old lady mom.”

“Trust me mom, you’re no old lady.” I told her, “You’re pretty hot for your age.”

“Oh, please.” She waved her hand, “You’re my son you have to say I’m pretty.”

“I’m not saying it.” I laughed, “My friends have been calling you the hottest Milf in the neighborhood since I was fourteen.”

“Milf?” she laughed, “I would have hoped for cougar.”

“Nah, cougars chase young guys,” I explained.

“Oh.” she shrugged, “Right now I can’t catch the one I married never mind one my son’s age.”

“Looks like you were trying to catch dad.” I frowned, “Did you guys have something planned? You’re usually getting ready for work.”

“Yeah.” She sighed. “We…well I’m sure you’ve heard us arguing lately. Your father is working more than ever and for no reason, the firm’s doing better than ever. So Monday night he promised me he would come home early and we would go out for a nice dinner, maybe even go dancing.”

“You dance like that?” I shook my head, “No wonder you make all those tips.”

Mom blushed again, “No! I…I thought I would surprise him and we’d you know…”

“I think I can figure it out.”

“He was supposed to be here by now.” She looked over at the nightstand where a bottle of wine sat next to two glasses. One glass was half full and picking it up, mom drained it in several long swallows, putting it down she picked up the bottle and filled the glass again, “Of course key words were supposed to.” She took a long gulp from the new glass. “Sean if I blew tonight’s money off for a no show, I swear you’ll have a roommate.”

“Wow, what did I do?” I laughed nervously, mom and dad had been fighting a lot lately and I knew it was pretty much over dad neglecting her.

Looking down at mom I wondered what the hell was wrong with my father. I hadn’t been blowing smoke, since my friends were old enough to know what sex was I’d endured milf and cougar remarks about Mom. Many of my friends had seen her dressed in her waitressing outfit and Tim, my best friend, had once offered me fifty dollars he’d won on a scratch ticket if I got him one of mom’s thongs after she wore it to work.

I accepted all the jokes and crude remarks good naturedly for the most part, but noticed mom was careful around my friends, especially with the pool, never coming out to swim when they were there. No, my mother certainly wasn’t into flaunting what she had except for her job and although her skirt was short she wore a white blouse and never showed a lot of skin.

I could honestly say I’d never had a sexual thought about her, but did acknowledge the fact she was a damn attractive woman. Especially now, sitting there in that simple robe, her long legs exposed and the black robe a sexy contrast to her white skin. Sexy? I frowned at that last part. Sure mom was technically hot, but she was mom.

“So why are you home?” Mom cut into my thoughts. “You’re usually not home until after seven, that’s why I figured it was safe to expose myself in the hallway.”

“Oh, well….” I waved my hand, “We called it quits early, Kelly….”

“Di you guys have a fight?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because honey, an eighteen year old boy doesn’t ever pass up on as much sex as he can get.” She grunted, “Wonder if your father remembers those days?”

“Yeah,” I admitted, “We kind of got into it.”

“Seems that’s happened a lot lately.” She patted the bed, “Come talk to me about it.”

“No, that’s okay, it was just a stupid fight, and I’ll call her tomorrow and straighten it out.”

“Seriously, Sean.” She patted the bed again, “We used to talk about everything, tell me what’s going on, maybe I can help. You know, give you the woman’s side of things.”

“What about dad? You said he was due home anytime now.”

“In about fifteen minutes I’ll get a text, not a call, but a text that something came up and he’ll be home whenever.” She looked away from me, but not before I saw a hurt look in her blue eyes. “I knew I should have just gone to work.”

She put out a couple of the candles and poured her glass back up to the top. I watched her take a long swallow.

“Hey watch out you’ll be sleeping in an hour.” I joked.

“At least something will make me feel good tonight.” She pointed at the other glass, “Want some?”

“No thanks.” I remained silent and watched her sip at the wine before saying, “Mom how come dad doesn’t want to….spend any time home, or with you?”

“I asked you about Kelly and you didn’t answer, why should I?”

“Well because me and Kelly are just dating, you guys are married and, well you know, I guess I’m just a little worried.”

“Don’t be honey. I’m to loyal to go anywhere and your father would have to stop working long enough to notice another woman.”

“I didn’t mean that, I just want to see you happy that’s all. You’re a beautiful woman mom.” I laughed, “I can tell you none of my friends would have minded seeing you like that.”

“Great, Mrs Robinson here I come.” She sighed, then asked, “You mean it?”

“What, that you’re beautiful? Absolutely!” I told her. “Hot too for you know, my mom.”

“Really?” she looked up at me with a strange look on her face, “You think I’m hot?”

“I…well no! I mean, yeah….” I stopped, wondering what the hell I was trying to say and also more than a little disturbed by the fact I was having a hard time not looking at her legs and recalling that brief glimpse of her topless. “I…”

“That’s a firm answer.” Mom rolled her eyes.

“Well you’re my mom.” I paused then said, “Okay, put it this way. If I saw you and you weren’t my mother I would think, Damn.”

“Damn?”

“Damn fine, yes.” I told her, “But you are my mom so….you know.” I rolled my eyes this time, “None of this sounds right. I don’t think it’s a good conversation.”

“Yeah.” She nodded, then gave me a lopsided smile and when her eyes met mine I saw how glossy they were, the wine was catching up with her. “So if you saw me from the neck down the way I came out of the bedroom what would you think?”

“Mom!” I was honestly taken aback. “I…I’m not going to think about that.” That was a lie the second she said it I pictured her impressive tits and those pink nipples.

“You’re right.” She blushed, “Sorry, I guess I was fishing for a compliment, been a long time since your father’s mentioned them.”

“Well you should….”

“Sean, sit and talk to me.” She looked up at me with a sad look in her eyes. “I…I need to think about something besides my problems, tell me about you and Kelly.” When I hesitated, she pushed her lips out into a pout, “Please? Come talk to your mom?”

Mom widened her blue eyes and batted
her blonde lashes and with a dramatic sigh I went over to the bed and sat next to her.

“So,” she slipped her arm around my shoulders, “What’s going on with you and that cute little girl of yours?”

“Um…” When Mom lifted her arm to put around me, her robe opened partway and I found myself staring at the side of her left breast. I could see pretty far down and marveled at how large mom’s boobs were compared to Kelly’s perky little tits.

“Um?” Mom prodded.

“Yeah,” I removed my eyes from mom’s chest and forced those weird thoughts from my head, “We had a fight over something stupid.”

“Most fights are stupid.” She told me sipping the wine, “You fight about this stupid thing before?”

“Yeah a few times.”

“Okay, well, see now it’s not a stupid thing. What are you fighting about?”

“It’s…” I trailed off partly because it was awkward, but also because mom had crossed her legs. The robe rose exposing her thigh. I let my gaze work down her leg to her bare foot with her bright red toe nails.

I felt my face getting warm and made an effort to not glance at her chest again.

“You okay, hon?” Mom asked, “You’re flushed.”

“Warm in here.” I lied.

“A little, too many candles. So what are you guys arguing over?”

“I don’t really want to…”

“Uh-oh sex.” She grinned.

“I…yeah sort of.” I admitted.

“Okay, well what about it? She doesn’t like it?”

“No she does.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I do, but…”

“But what?” Mom looked at me expectantly.

“Look, mom, it’s…I really don’t think I can talk to you about it.”

“Why not, I have sex, okay,” she sighed and sipped more wine, “I used to.”

“It’s different, mom, I…” I stopped when her phone buzzed on the nightstand.

With a smirk on her face, she picked it up, looked at it and then held it up to me. I leaned forward and saw it was a text from dad.

“Becky, sorry I’m not there. Paul’s client just changed his entire testimony and I’m helping him with the new deposition, I’ll be home soon I promise.”

“Like clockwork.” She put the phone down. “Looks like me, the rest of the wine and some batteries tonight. I can’t believe I blew off the best night of the week to get blown off.” She grunted “And he wonders why he doesn’t get blown off.”

I sat there surprised at the way she was talking and kept my mind from following up with any visuals of sex toys or what mom’s crack about a blow job would conjure up. The latter was a losing battle as my eyes focused on her full sensual lips, the ones Tim had referred to as blow job lips.

“Sorry mom.” I spoke to get my mind off of her mouth. “Well you guys are still going out tomorrow night, right?”

“Yeah, dinner during which he’ll be glued to his phone then back here so he can go to bed by nine. Anyway, seeing I’m a lost cause let’s help you, what’s the issue with you guys?”

“I…Kelly won’t…” I stopped unable to say it.