High Anxiety Ch. 07

CHAPTER 7 -- The Consummation

Brandon followed his mom into her bedroom, his heart racing, sweat trickling down his torso from his armpits. He was excited and nervous, and still wary. Was she acceding to this only because she thought he might harm himself, or did she really want it? As he was working through these thoughts, Ann turned and put her arms over his shoulders and pressed her soft mounds against his chest, leaning in for a kiss. All thoughts vanished from Brandon's mind as their lips met and Ann's tongue plunged into his mouth. God, he loved kissing her, holding her soft plump flesh against his lean body, his cock aching in his jeans. They pulled apart, almost panting and Ann stepped back.

"Take off my clothes, Bran."

Brandon looked at his mother, baggy pullover blouse over leggings and rubbed himself through his jeans, drinking in the sight of her, imagining her body under the clothes, savoring it before he experienced it. He stepped forward and pulled her top over her head, watching her large breasts bounce only slightly against the constraints of her large support bra. Ann turned so he could reach the bra strap on her back and see what he was doing as he undid the three clasps. She turned around, holding the bra up to her breasts with her hands, smiling at him seductively as she dropped the bra and her hands, freeing her enormous tits. Brandon stared at her impossibly round flesh, the brown areolae and long nipples before he eagerly pulled her leggings down, kneeling as they got to her knees so he could help her step out of them.

Ann stood in only her white panties, Brandon on his knees in front of her. He pressed his nose against the front of the thin cotton, feeling her bush through the cloth and inhaling her musky yet clean scent. He reached his arms around her wide hips and grasped her ass cheeks to pull the front of her panties tighter to his face, losing himself in the feel of her in his hands and her aroma.

Ann laughed softly and said, "You're such a sweetie, Bran. Finish undressing me."

Brandon reluctantly released her buttocks, giving them a soft goodbye caress and slowly pulled her panties down, the dark curls of her pubes tickling his nose, her aroma becoming thick in the air in front of his face. He gave her bush a gentle kiss and stood up, drinking in the sight of her nakedness, her sexy curves, her little belly that didn't sag at all, just plump deliciousness, there in the flesh. For him.

Ann walked over to the bed, hips swaying hypnotically, and lay down on her side, head propped on her hand, elbow on the mattress so she could watch her son. "Okay, take your clothes off now, Bran."

It took Brandon all of 4 seconds to hurriedly pull off his t-shirt, step out of his jeans and rip off his underwear. Ann rolled her eyes and giggled. "That was the world's worst Chippendale performance, you horny monkey." Brandon stood at the side of the bed, his cock rock hard and jutting out, accentuated by his wiry frame and lack of body hair, realizing belatedly that his mom wanted a little show. He grinned sheepishly.

"Uh... sorry, I guess."

"Come here to bed, Bran."

He crawled into the sheets and lay on his side, facing Ann eye to eye. She kissed his neck and murmured. "I start birth control tomorrow. In the meantime, I got some condoms."

Brandon gave a start, realizing suddenly that this was going to really happen. He was going to lose his virginity to his mother.

Ann wrapped her fingers very loosely around Brandon's shaft, moving her hand up and down his length with the lightest of touches. "I can tell you're ready to go, sport. You need to make sure your lover is ready. Touch me. If I'm anything but sopping wet, you'll want to indulge me in a little foreplay."

Ann lay on her back and spread her legs. Brandon reached down and traced a finger up her cleft, feeling a thin line of warm slick fluid between her thick pussy lips. He inserted just the tip of his finger to wet it and ran it up to her hood covered clit, gently massaging her juices all around it.

"That's it, sweetie. More of that."

Brandon continued to drag her juices up to her clit, alternating between inserting his fingers and playing with her pleasure bud as he noticed her becoming wetter and wetter. As Ann started to squirm and moan, she rolled away from his ministrations and rummaged in her nightstand drawer, coming up with a small square package. "It's time, Bran. Do you want to put it on yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

"I want to do it." Brandon took the package & examined it, finally tearing it open and pulling out the condom. Ann took the wrapper and put it on the nightstand and moved close to him.

"Turn it over and look at it, it can only go on one way as it rolls down your penis. See?"

Brandon nodded and moved the condom down to towards his cock, where they both noticed a long strand of clear pre-cum connecting his cock head to his stomach. Ann suddenly darted her head down and sucked the strand into her mouth off his stomach, following it his cock, where she took just his glans between her lips, pulling off him with a soft pop of noise.

"Yum." Ann grinned up at him and encouraged him to continue. Unroll it just a bit to give yourself some extra room. I know there's a reservoir tip, but you don't want to fill it up and have no more room in there to hold your cum."

Brandon complied with her directions and successfully rolled the condom down his cock, finding the fit tight, but not uncomfortable. Ann moved to her knees, then straddled her son's hips. Ann noticed the slight puzzlement on her son's face. "Let me control this first one, Bran. I know you were probably thinking missionary, but I 'll be better able to teach you this way."

Brendon watched as his mom took his condom covered cock in one hand, reaching behind her to guide it to her entrance. She stared Brandon in the eyes and asked him, "Are you ready?"

Brandon nodded eagerly, his eyes moving back and forth from her face to her breasts, which were pushed out to Ann's advantage as she reached behind her. She lowered herself slowly down his erection, the hard length sliding smoothly into her sopping pussy. God, how she had missed this. "Bran, baby. You fill me up perfectly." She rubbed her hand over her pubes and lower belly to emphasize his cock being inside of her.

Brandon moaned with pleasure as he entered his mom, his eyes glued to his dick disappearing inside of her. With the condom on, the pure sensation of her pussy wasn't as warm and wet as Ann's mouth had been, but the idea of fucking his mother was pure bliss. And the sight of it! She sat astride him, her tits hanging down, the silhouette of her hips and ass wide and soft as she sat on his thighs. He could feel her juices wetting his ball sack. As he stared up at her, a thought popped in his head from his latest online Dungeons and Dragons campaign. She was a goddess. He would do anything for this. For her.

"Fuck, mom."

"Language, Bran." She smiled as she gently corrected him.

"Sorry... you're amazing, mom." He smiled at her and whispered, "You're my goddess."

"Thank you, Bran." She blushed with pleasure and rolled her shoulders back in an attempt to get her sagging breasts to look perkier, then moved up, sliding him slowly out of her, then back down, grinding her pubis against his to stimulate her clit. She leaned forward and put her hands on his chest to make it easier to ride him. Her hair hung down around his face, her nipples brushing his torso as she moved him in and out in long smooth strokes. As she rode her son, his cock filling her up deliciously, she hoped the condom would keep him from orgasming too quickly as he did when she sucked him off.

Brandon lay on the bed in ecstasy as Ann rode his cock. He focused on the sensation of being inside of her, her juices running down the inside of his thighs, her nipples brushing his chest. He had his hands on her hips and thighs and could feel the sheen of glistening sweat that coated them. Her hair hung down around his head in a curtain that smelled of her shampoo. It trapped the odor their love making, the scent of her arousal getting stronger and stronger as she rode him. As he felt his orgasm building, he tried to hold off, thinking about other things. "Um, mom. I think you need to cum soon."

Ann heard Brandon's words and she stopped her movements. She lay on top of Bran and kissed him as she started to grind her clit against his pubic bone, concentrating to be sure to not move him in and out of her. She hoped this change would keep him from climaxing. Her tongue probed his as she moaned softly into his mouth, grinding and grinding, the sensation on her clit building and becoming intense. As she neared her climax she started to ride him again, hard and fast, the sounds of their slapping flesh intermingled with their moans and grunts filling the room. As the first wave of pleasure rolled through her, she panted in his ear, "Cum for me, Bran. Fill me up with your love, baby."

As Ann started riding him again, Brandon felt pure pleasure coat his dick and he thrust up into her as her movements became rapid and insistent. His timing was off and it was awkward at first, but he found the rhythm, his arousal building. When his mother whispered in his ear to fill her up with his cum, he exploded inside of her, inside of the condom, grunting as he came. Ann shuddered and ground against him, then collapsed on top of him, her breasts mashed against his chest and slick with warm sweat. Her neck was sweaty as well when he kissed it, tasting the salt of her exertions. He had done it. He was a man now. He reached down and cupped her ass cheeks as they lay there. He could feel his fingers making indentations in the soft sweat-slick flesh of her buttocks. His mom felt hot and heavy on top of him, but he didn't care. He lay there in his post-coital bliss, savoring the moment.

After a moment, Ann lifted her weight from Brandon and smiled at him. "How was it, honey?"

"I don't if I can put it into words, mom. Amazing, right? But also, like -- we experienced it together. We came together. It was so cool!"

"You were perfect, Bran."

Ann slid down Brandon's torso and pulled the condom off his half erect penis, examining the pearly fluid inside of it. Brandon, feeling he knew what she desired, and curious to see how she would act on it, spoke up.

"Go ahead, mom. I'd like to see it."

Ann felt a little embarrassed that Brandon seemed know she wanted his cum in her mouth, but the allure of it, so close to her face, was too strong to deny. She turned the rubber upside down and squeezed the still warm contents onto his semi-erect cock, coating his dick with the thick emission and watching it as it dribbled down onto his pubes. As she moved her mouth down to him, she smelled the latex of the condom, but overriding it, much stronger, was the smell of semen. She sucked a small amount out of his pubic hair, swirling the salty stuff in her mouth, relishing the unique taste. She swallowed the small amount went back in for more, sucking his spent dick into her mouth, pulling the thick fluid off his soft flesh, sucking on it like a nipple.

"Mom, that's too much. I'm really sensitive there right now."

"I'll be careful, Bran, but I bet a young stud like you will be ready to go again in no time." Her voice was thick with his ejaculate, sounding like it coated her vocal cords. She cleaned his cock, more gently now, moaning softly at the eroticism of the act. She felt him start to harden in her mouth and smiled to herself as she coaxed him into full erectness. She had never had a cock grow in her mouth before, as every blowjob she had ever performed in her life started with a very hard dick. She found she adored the sensation of it growing, filling her mouth slowly.

Ann reached into her nightstand drawer and pulled another condom out, handing it to Bran.

"Now we can do it in any position you want to, Bran. Your choice to try something totally new, honey."

Bran took the rubber, tearing the package open as he considered her offer. He thought about his fantasy in the bathtub of having anal sex with his mom. There was no way he was going to mention that though, right? He bit his tongue just as he was about to suggest a position and then decided to go for the anal sex instead. Nothing ventured and all that, right?

"Um, we could try anal, mom. We wouldn't even have to use a rubber, right?"

"Brandon Alexander!" Ann's shocked words were loud in the room. "What in the world has gotten into you? You are not going to stick your penis in my butt!" As her words came out automatically, Ann realized she should soften their impact as she didn't want to crush his ego. She was almost pleased that he spoke up for himself to suggest something that he had to know would cause a confrontation of some sort. She smiled a little playfully at him as she spoke again. "Well, maybe for your birthday. We'll have to see." She winked at him and spoke again, "So what position would you like to try now?"

Brandon felt mortified when his mother used his first and middle names, a sure sign she was pissed at him. When she mentioned his birthday, he perked back up, excited and eager, but also a little disappointed he didn't turn 19 for another 6 months. "Could we try doggy style?"

"We can hon, but let's call it 'all fours', okay?"

"Let's do it all fours style then, mom."

Ann turned around and got on her hands and knees, presenting herself to her son, feeling a little unconfident with the size of her ass and wondering if he was looking to see if her belly hung down.

Brandon stared at his mother's ass and pussy as it was a glorious sight to him. Any porn videos he had ever watched paled in comparison to this. The globes of flesh that were her buttocks were round and huge, her ass crack long and sexy, her thighs thick and glistening with pussy juices near her cunt. Her hairy pussy lips hung down, her pubes and lips obviously wet and they seemed to invite him to plunge his dick in them. Her buttocks nearly obscured her butthole so he pulled them apart slightly to reveal the puckered sphincter, brown and ringed with sparse hairs. He couldn't resist and bent down to press his tongue against her anus, rubbing it up and down over her tight little hole, making her squeal in surprise.

"Brandon, I told you that's dirty."

"You also said you liked it, and it turns me on, mom."

Ann didn't reply to Brandon and guiltily let him eat her ass a bit longer before telling him she wanted him inside of her. "Put that condom on, honey."

Brandon put on the condom, more confidently this time, following his mom's instructions to the letter by leaving a little room at the top. He knelt behind Ann and took his cock in hand, running the tip up and down her slit between her labia. When Ann sat on his cock earlier, he thought her a goddess, all sexy curves and erotic beauty. This was different. It was more primal, more animal. His cock throbbed as he stared at her offering herself to him. He remembered his mother cautioning him to always be gentle with penetration, but he couldn't stop himself from thrusting deep and hard into her sopping wet depths, burying his cock to the hilt, pubes smashed into her buttocks. They both moaned together.

Brandon grabbed her fleshy hips and started pistoning in and out of her, her ass cheeks rippling in waves of motion with each thrust. She felt tighter in this position and it seemed he could go deeper. Her little brown hole seemed to stare at him invitingly as he fucked her from behind. Unable to resist, he lightly rubbed his thumb on her butthole.

"Damn it Brandon, if you try to stick your finger in my bottom, you will regret it!"

Brandon sighed and gripped her hips again. Her pussy made wet squelching noises as he fucked her, encouraging him to pound her harder and faster. He almost stopped in surprise when he felt a strange sensation on his balls and it took him a minute to recognize it was fingers that touched him. Was she playing with his sack? With herself?

Ann grunted in surprise when Brandon first slammed home inside of her. She was glad they had already gone a round as the penetration felt good and not at all uncomfortable. She loved feeling him take charge and get physical with her, at least until she felt him touch her anus. His hands grasped her hips, pulling her onto his hard length that seemed to plunge into her forever with each stroke. She enjoyed the sensations of this position, but knew she would need some help to climax so she reached between her legs to rub her clit. She encountered Brandon's scrotum, wet and slick with her pussy juice. She coated her fingers in the wetness and rubbed herself, a finger on each side of her little magic button as she reveled in the feel of her son's rock-hard cock moving in and out of her pussy, firm and fast. As her arousal grew, she moved her hips to meet his thrusts, moaning at the feeling of being filled as her fingers danced on her clit. Her breasts swayed with her movements, brushing the sheets of the bed as they fucked.

"Bran, I'm close! Come on, baby."

Ann's words heightened Brandon's arousal, and he realized he would have to explore her talking in bed more as it was a big turn on for him. His prim and proper mother talking about sex! He needed to get her to loosen up and cuss, though.

"I'm going to cum so hard, mom. I'm going to fill your pussy to overflowing with my jizz!"

Ann didn't even notice Brandon's language, crude and awkward, as she came hard with a short soft scream. She felt Brandon's movements get jerky as he slammed into her deeply, grunting and moaning. There was no flood of warm spunk in her pussy, though. God, she couldn't wait to ditch these condoms. As Brandon finished, she pushed him back onto his heels so she could sit in his lap, thighs at about a forty-five degree angle, still connected by his cock. She leaned back into him, pressing her back against his chest. "You made me feel desired, Bran. Now make me feel loved. Talk to me, touch me." She reached back to take his hands and bring them to her breasts.

"What do you mean, mom?"

"Tell me you love me, how amazing we are together. Caress my skin."

Brandon hefted her breasts, marveling yet again at their weight, then softly moved his hands over the skin of her tits and stomach. He pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck before softly speaking.

"I love you so much. Our bodies fit together perfectly. Every minute like this is a treasure."

He ran his fingers up and down the tops of her thighs, then reached between her legs to play with her pubic hair.

"I really meant it earlier when I said you were my goddess, mom. I want to worship your body forever." He lowered his fingers and found where they were connected, warm and wet. He could feel the ridge of the rubber at the base of his shaft and her pussy lips. Even lower he could feel how soaked his ball sack was. He ran his fingers lightly over the skin of his scrotum, enjoying the sensation of the light teasing as his cock was buried in his mother's snatch. He raised his hands back to her tits and played with her nipples and areolae, smearing her fluids over the pebbled wrinkles of her skin there.

Ann glowed under her son's touch and words. His fingers tracing lightly over her skin as her back pressed against her chest made her feel safe and loved. She shivered as he smeared her wetness on her nipples. She was becoming aroused again, but didn't want that in this moment.

"Just hold me, Bran. Tell me this is going to all work out."

"Mom, we're perfect together. This is exactly what we both need and it's wonderful."

They slept together that night, warm and naked, and made love in the morning before her work and his school. The next week defined their new normal. They slept in the same bed together each night after they made love. Ann was on the pill now and loved the feeling of his warm cum inside of her. Sometimes they fooled around or fucked when they woke up. They went to work and school, did chores and homework, ate and watched shows together. Brandon played Dungeons and Dragons with his group of online friends on two nights after dinner, the sessions ending after midnight. The first time, it resulted in them not having sex as Ann fell asleep at her normal time. The second time, they hurried to the bedroom after dinner and had a quick sixty-nine at Ann's suggestion, giving her a creamy dessert. Brandon played his campaign that evening with the scent of his mom's pussy strong on his face and he loved it.

At breakfast the next morning, Brandon was obviously excited about something and shared the news with Ann. "So, you know Kelsey in our D&D group?"

"Well, I don't know her or know what she looks like, but yeah. I remember you talking about her with the others."

"Her dad got transferred. She's moving to our city and she wants to bring her laptop over for D&D sessions so we can play in person! Isn't that cool?"