Shy Mom

Shy Mom

Lori's shyness was almost crippling. She'd been that way all her life, but since the passing of her husband two years earlier it had been even worse. Her son, Ben, nineteen and now off at college, had been her only real interaction with the rest of the world. She only left the house when absolutely necessary. Following Covid, and grocery delivery becoming available, she had even less need to step outside.

Agoraphobia was what her husband had called it, but it was much more. Even with her husband and son, she rarely spoke unless spoken to. It was almost as if she was trying to make herself invisible.

Lori read a lot and was very intelligent. She kept her home spotless, ate well, and exercised daily. There was no one other than Ben that she communicated with. She had no other family or friends. Working outside the home would have been out of the question. Fortunately, her husband had left her financially independent.

Ben arrived home for summer break late on Friday afternoon. She greeted him warmly with her usual hug, kiss, and a beautiful smile, then sat quietly on his bed as he unpacked and told her all about how the school year had been.

"So, mom, have you been going out?"

"You know the answer to that," she replied.

"You need to. It's not good to be alone all the time."

"I go out when I need to," she assured him.

"When did you leave the house last?" her son asked.

"Last week. I had my checkup."

"I mean socially."

"Honey, let's don't go into this again. I'm happy with the way I am. Please?"

"Okay. Are you taking care of yourself?" Ben asked.

"I am. Put your laundry in a pile so I can wash it for you."

"I'll do my own laundry. I got pretty good at it."

"I don't mind."

"I know. Thanks. How about I take you out to dinner tonight?" Ben asked.

"I made Lasagna already. I just need to put it in the oven. I'm so glad you're home."

"So am I," he said kissing her cheek.

Ben tossed his wash in his laundry basket and left the room. Lori left right behind him. She watched as he put everything in a single load and started the wash. He grinned at her, knowing she preferred separating colors from whites, but neither said anything.

"It takes an hour to bake the lasagna. Let me know when I should start," she said.

"Anytime. I'm always hungry."

They walked to the kitchen and Ben watched her work. As always, she wore a dress that struck her right at the knees. It was rare that he'd seen her wear anything else. Lori was petite. Ben guessed about five-two and not more than a hundred and ten pounds. She had small breasts, a tiny waist, womanly hips and ass, and great legs. Her hair was brown and framed her beautiful brown eyed face. She looked much younger than her thirty-seven years.

Ben had gotten his father's genes. He was six feet and a hundred ninety pounds of lean, muscular, and handsome. He had been quite the ladies' man on campus and knew that he would need to find a sexual outlet fairly soon. At nineteen, he had a healthy sex drive. Watching his hot little mom always kept him aroused and had been his go to fantasy when masturbating.

They spent the rest of the day quietly with dinner, finishing his laundry, then watching a movie together.

*****

Ben slept in on Saturday and when he entered the living room he was surprised at seeing his mother in yoga pants and a tank top exercising. He stood there looking her over for a couple of minutes enjoying the view before she noticed him.

"Good morning," she said, stopping her activity.

"Good morning. How often do you work out?"

"Every morning. You're welcome to join me," she said, then noticed the bulge in his sleep shorts.

Lori immediately blushed as she felt herself moisten. Her eyes seemed drawn to her son's bulge.

"Uh, I'm going to shower. Then I'll fix you some breakfast," she said hurrying toward her room.

Ben, feeling the tightness in his shorts, looked down. The outline of his erection was obvious. He knew she'd seen it and that must have been why she left so suddenly. Knowing his mother had seen it aroused him even more. He'd seen her blush and wondered if it had turned her on. Sex was never a topic they had spoken of. Ben had assumed his parents had sex but had never seen or heard them doing anything remotely sexual.

As he thought about the events, Ben remembered the doors. For as long as he could remember there was always a no closed-door policy in their home. Interior doors were always left slightly ajar. It had something to do with a scare his mother had gotten as a child. Ben decided he would use that to expose himself to her. It had excited him. Ben wanted his mother to see his cock.

After a shower, he put on only a pair of gym shorts and went to the kitchen. His cock was still hard thinking about his plan.

At first, she didn't seem to notice, but once she did he saw her looking several times. His mother said nothing about it, but he could tell it distracted her.

Ben intentionally made himself obvious the entire day. By bedtime, he needed a release and went to bed before his mother. He left his bedroom door open about halfway, then laying on his bed, began slowly jacking off.

When he heard her walking down the hall he closed his eyes just enough to still see but appear to have them closed. He saw her briefly pass his door and glance in, then stop. She was quietly watching him. His mother stood there for a couple of minutes before moving away. He came just after she walked away.

*****

Sunday morning, Ben joined her exercising. His hard cock became almost a constant distraction, but she continued her workout and didn't speak of it.

Ben kept up his taunting all day. That evening as they sat on the couch watching a movie, he frequently and nonchalantly gave himself a stroke over his shorts.

He repeated his bedtime stroking, but this time his mother watched longer. When he erupted, she saw the entire thing before leaving.

She did the same thing on both Monday and Tuesday. Neither spoke of it at all.

On Wednesday, Ben raised the ante. When a sexy scene began in their evening movie, he slid his pants down while sitting next to her and began gently stroking himself. He pretended to watch the movie but was actually watching his mother. Lori's eyes were fixed on her son as he jacked off. He heard her gasp once as his cum shot onto his bare abdomen and chest.

Thursday was a repeat of Wednesday except that Ben sat right next to her rather than at the far end of the couch. Rather than pretending to watch the movie, Ben was looking directly at her. Her eyes were fixed on his cock, and she squirmed in her seat several times. He saw her smile when he exploded from his cock. Still, neither spoke of it.

His taunting during the day continued. Lori was more obvious about looking at his bulge now and didn't seem shy about it. As the movie played that evening, Ben sat there nude next to his mother. His perpetually hard cock was about all she looked at. After he began stroking he reached across and put his mother's right hand atop his. She resisted for a second then relaxed. Although her son was doing the stroking, her hand was moving with him. When he came, Ben made sure some of it went on her hand. He then took her hand and began sliding it over the cum on his torso. She didn't resist and soon there was more cum on her hand than on him.

It had been a full week since Ben's taunting had begun. He spent most of the day nude around his mother. His cock was hard much of the time. When they sat on the couch that evening, Ben didn't even bother to put on a movie. He put her hand directly on his cock and curled her fingers around it. His mother sat there unmoving.

"Mom, you know what to do," he said softly.

Her hand began moving ever so slightly and soon his pre-cum had reached her hand. Using her palm, she smeared it over the head and onto the shaft for lube then slowly returned to stroking.

"That feels good. You like this, don't you?" her son asked.

"Yes," she replied in a whisper.

Ben put her other hand on his balls, and she began massaging gently as she stroked him. There was no urgency in what his mother was doing. It took about five minutes before her son grunted and shot cum from his cock. It covered his mother's hand and forearm as he continued. When he was finished she used both hands to smear the cum around and coat both of her hands as if applying lotion, then quietly got up and walked to her room.

Sunday Ben stayed nude all day. Lori pulled no bones about looking at her son's cock, often just staring at it for minutes at a time. She made no move toward it and never spoke of their activities. Twice, during the day, her son came up behind her and massaged her neck, shoulders, and upper arms. She stiffened the first time but soon relaxed and accepted it.

She seemed a bit on edge as evening came. Ben patted the spot next to him on the couch. She sat with both hands in her lap for a moment, then without prompting began stroking her son. Ben smiled as she began on her own. She used a combination of his pre-cum and her own saliva for lube. When he came, she coated her hands once again.

"Why are you doing that?" her son asked.

"It's good for the skin," she said softly then went to her room for the night.

*****

"Morning mom," he said entering the kitchen.

"Good morning."

Ben stepped up behind her and began rubbing her shoulders. She was still in her tank top, and he took the liberty of sliding his fingers under the shoulder and bra straps to massage. Lori froze as his fingers moved to the top of her breasts. He stayed just at the top and never neared her nipples. Lori could feel her son's hard cock pressing into her back.

Ben kissed his mother on the neck then whispered, "Turn around. I need some help with this."

Lori swallowed hard but did as he said. Her hands went to his cock and balls, and she began stroking. Ben put gentle pressure on her shoulders to signal her to kneel. She tensed and looked up at him.

"It's okay. Go ahead," he said softly.

Lori got on her knees in front of her son. His cock was just inches in front of her face as she stroked him. Ben watched, hoping she'd take him in her mouth, but she didn't. He wanted her to take that step on her own.

Lori knew that when her son came it would be on her face but continued. She could sense when he was getting close and closed her eyes. She gasped when the first stream struck her on the cheek. The second went partially into her mouth. The rest essentially covered her face as she continued draining him. Ben smiled seeing her lick her lip to get more cum. Then he used his finger to feed her even more. His mother quietly stood and walked to her room.

Ben followed her and watched as she stood in front of her bathroom mirror and spread the remaining cum on her face.

The rest of the day was uneventful except for several neck and shoulder rubs. Other than her son being naked, you'd never suspect a thing. Their behavior and discussions were like any other mother and son.

Rather than sitting on the couch that evening, Ben sat in a chair. He dropped a cushion on the floor between his feet. When his mother entered the room she knelt on the cushion and began.

Lori took her time and often looked up at her son as she stroked him. His eyes never left her. He neared a couple of times, but his mother eased off to prolong it.

"Stick out your tongue, mom," he told her.

When she did, her son exploded, delivering multiple streams onto her tongue and into her mouth. She looked up at him and swallowed it all then opened her mouth to show him that it was gone.

"That was a big one," he said.

His mother smiled. "Yes, it was."

*****

The next morning Lori was in one of her usual dresses. Ben walked to her and began unbuttoning it. Lori froze but made no move to stop her son. Once undone, he slipped it off her shoulders and draped it over his arm, leaving her standing there in her bra and panties.

"This is how I'd like you dressed today," he told her.

His mother nodded and went back to fixing breakfast. Ben had never seen his mother in this attire. He could only remember seeing her in a swimsuit once, and that was several years ago. Even in a standard white bra and panties she looked hot.

"Do you have any more exotic underwear?" he asked.

"A few, I guess. I rarely wear them," she replied.

"After breakfast you can show me."

"Uh, okay," she replied blushing.

They ate breakfast and both cleaned the kitchen. When it was done, Ben turned one of the kitchen chairs facing her and sat with his knees apart. Lori said nothing but got a small pillow from the couch and knelt between her son's legs.

"No hands," he told her.

"You're sure? This is crossing a line we can't uncross."

"I'm sure," he said.

Lori knelt and put one hand on each side of the seat. She leaned forward and licked the head of her son's cock, never letting her eyes leave his. After swirling her tongue repeatedly over the head, she took just the head into her mouth. Her son moaned softly. She pulled off after a moment and began licking and sucking his balls. She slowly licked and kissed her way back to the head and began flicking his frenulum with her tongue.

"You're really good at that," her son said.

"I think that's why your father married me," she said smiling. "If you want, feel free to guide my head. It'll help me learn what you like."

"Okay. I'm good right now."

"May I take my time with this?" she asked.

"Take all the time you like."

For the next ten or so minutes, Lori concentrated on just the head of her son's cock. With her hands open, she slid her fingers gently up and down his shaft. Not jerking him, just caressing. Wanting more, Ben put his hands on the sides of her head and began pushing deeper, fucking his mother's mouth. It didn't seem to matter how deep he went, she never gagged; even when he pushed her all the way to his base.

After a while, Ben moved her so that his mother was sucking only half his cock. The sensation there was the most intense. When she sensed him building near orgasm she resisted his movement to delay him. After doing this three or four times she moved one hand to fondle his balls. He softly moaned several times before finally erupting into her mouth. Lori increased her sucking and soon drained him. She swallowed everything then sat up smiling at him.

"Wow!" was all he said as she stood and took the pillow back to the living room.

Ben sat there sated for a good five minutes before getting up. His cock was flaccid for the first time that day. He got up and drank a glass of water then walked to his mother's room.

With the bathroom door just slightly ajar, he could see her sitting on the side of her tub. His mother had her hand down the front of her panties stroking her pussy. He quietly pushed the door open and stood there watching her as his cock began to grow again.

"Would you like me to do that for you?" he asked.

Lori froze and stopped, staring at him.

"I finished a minute ago, but I... I needed more," she said softly.

Ben walked closer so that his cock was just a foot in front of her and began stroking himself.

"Touch yourself for me, mom. I want you to cum."

He could see her fingers moving again in her panties. From where he stood, it looked like she was sliding a finger on each side of her clit. Within a minute, as she watched him and fingered herself, she began to flush. In another minute, her hips were moving in time with her fingers. Lori's breathing became more rapid as she neared.

"Cum for me," he said.

His mother let out a guttural moan and stiffened. Her fingers moved frantically over her pussy. She moaned again with each wave of her massive orgasm. In a moment, her fingers stopped, but her body continued to shudder every few seconds for another minute or two.

"Want me to suck you again?" she asked.

"Not now. I want you to model your sexy underwear."

"I'm a mess down there. Can I shower first?" she asked.

"Sure. I'll be in my room when you're ready," he said turning and leaving.

His mother knocked softly on his open door. Ben was sitting back on his bed flipping through the TV channels. He turned and smiled at her.

"I like it," he said looking at her sexy black panties and bra. "Much nicer than the white ones. Do you have others?" he asked sitting up.

"Yes," she replied.

"Show me," he said leading her to her room.

There were several sets of lingerie laid out on the bed. He looked them over for a minute before picking up a red set.

"Those are really sheer," she said anxiously.

"I noticed," he said unhooking the clasp on her bra.

Lori's hands quickly moved to cover her breasts. Her son gently moved them away and slipped the bra down her arms. Her nipples were already as hard as her son's cock.

"You're perfect," he told her palming one breast.

His mother sighed when he did. Ben knelt and while watching her face pulled her panties to her ankles. His mother's face reddened as she stood there nude.

Ben looked at her now exposed pussy. She had a well-groomed triangle. Her clit was red and protruding between her labia, obviously already aroused. He put his hands on her hips and pushed her to turn around. She stepped out of the panties and turned away from him. Ben dropped the red lingerie on the floor and ran both hands over his mother's ass, then kissed her softly at the top of her crack.

"Oh," she said tensing.

Ben slid his hands up over her butt and high up her back before standing. He pulled her shoulders to turn her back to him, then cupped both breasts and moved his hands dragging her nipples between his fingers.

"You're a beautiful woman," he said leaning in and kissing her gently on the lips.

Lori gasped again as her son's hand slid down the front of her body and between her legs.

Her clit was rock hard as he moved his finger over it into her moisture. She seemed frozen in place.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said softly.

"I know," his mother whispered.

Ben moved his finger from her pussy to his mouth and licked the moisture away. His mother's blush seemed to darken as she watched him taste her juices.

"Lay back on the bed," he said.

She hesitated until her son took her by the arms and guided her.

Ben raised his mother's legs and held them as he knelt between them. He began by placing soft kisses and nibbles on the inside of his mother's thighs. Her son slowly moved upward toward his intended goal.

"Ohhh," she moaned as his lips touched her labia for the first time.

Her hips raised with his every kiss, inviting him to continue. Lori stiffened when his tongue slid over her asshole and upward over her vagina, and finally, the length of her clit.

"Oh my god," she whimpered when he sucked his mother's clit into his mouth and thrashed it with his soft tongue.

Her hips were rocking continuously, and her breathing came in gasps. Lori's hands moved to her son's head as if to keep him from getting away. She groaned loudly as her entire body stiffened and shook from her orgasm. It seemed to last for minutes before she finally fell limply back onto the bed. Ben eased back from her now overly stimulated clit.

Ben stood and watched her as she continued with intermittent spasms for another minute. He moved forward with his cock poised near her opening, then with a gentle push slid himself inside her. Lori's mouth opened as if to scream, but no sound came out. Her son began moving slowly in and out of her. Lori's legs wrapped around him, once again, holding him there. Her fingernails dug into the flesh of his arms as they moved together. Ben could see his mother's flush returning and picked up his pace.

"Aaaahhh!!" she screamed as another massive orgasm overtook her.

Her hips were bucking so hard her son nearly lost his balance. He continued pumping through the entire thing.

"Cum in me," she pleaded.

Seconds later Ben filled his mother's pussy with a large load of warm cum. They collapsed together on the bed, sweaty and exhausted.

"You have no idea what you've done," she said.

"I've made love to the most beautiful, wonderful, woman in the world."

"You've awakened a monster. That's what you've done."

"What kind of monster?" her son asked grinning.

"An insatiable sex monster. Sex is the one thing on earth I'm not shy about. I'm going to want to fuck you and suck you until neither of us can move."

"We're perfect for each other."

"Honey, I'm serious. I'll be wanting you in my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. Just give me the slightest indication you're ready and I'll jump you."

"If you're trying to scare me it isn't working," he said grinning.

"Just so you know, my tubes are tied."

"Yeah, I probably should have asked about that. Were you like this with dad?"

"Yes, but I wore him out and he cut me off years ago. I'm like an alcoholic, I guess. Either nothing or drunk. There's no middle ground."

"You've been abstaining?"

"Until after this morning's blowjob I was. That took me over the edge," his mother admitted.

Ben finally softened and slipped out then stood in front of her. His mother sat up facing him.

"So, what are your favorite activities in bed?" he asked.

"The what I don't like list is much shorter. Let's go with that. I don't like degradation, verbal or otherwise. I'm not into pain. Don't choke me or leave marks. I refuse to be shared. I want to be a one-man woman. You're young, and I have no doubt you'll be with other women. I'm fine with that, but don't give me any diseases. There may be more, but those are the big ones."

"What's your favorite position?"

"Sixty-nine is my absolute favorite. I like both top and bottom. If I need air, I'll pat your leg. Ignore me and I'll crush your nuts."

"Fair enough," her son replied smiling.

"I cum easily in any position, but I cum the hardest in cowgirl and doggie. Doggie for anal. Be patient and use plenty of lube. What are your favorites?" his mother asked.

"You singlehandedly moved oral to the number one position today. You're amazing. I like the 69 a lot. Cowgirl for vaginal. I've never done anal," her son advised. "Have you ever been tied up?" he asked.

"Nothing I couldn't have gotten out of. I did like being used. Making videos seems to be popular with young people," his mother said.

"I've never done that."

"I haven't either, but I would like to see myself giving you a bj."

"We can do that with our phones," Ben suggested.

"Only if we agree to never let anyone else see it. I have no desire to be some woman's bitch in prison," his mother said.

"I agree."

"How about body hair? I like you bare down there," she advised.

"Yours is fine. It's nicely groomed."

"You should have seen it a week ago, before I trimmed it for you."

"A week ago?" he asked.

"The first time you jacked off next to me on the couch. It was pretty obvious where you were heading," she said grinning.

"So, you let me think I was wearing you down for a whole week?"

"I would have given you anything you wanted that first time on the couch."

"Why didn't you?" her son asked.

"You hadn't awakened the monster yet. I need to shower again. I'd suggest you get some rest. You're going to be very busy later," his mother suggested.

"Don't think I can keep up?"

"I need to keep my parts lubricated. You have to keep this guy up," she said shaking her son's cock. "There's a big difference."

"Point taken. Which outfit are you wearing?"

"You've seen it all. No point covering it now."

Ben grinned and went back to his room. As he relaxed on his bed thinking about his mother his cock began to rise again. His mother walked in almost immediately, still wet from the shower. She smiled looking at her son's growing cock.

"I have a way of knowing. Intuition, maybe," she said as she straddled him.

There was no hesitation as she engulfed his cock with her pussy.

"Since you've cum twice already, I suspect the next one will take us a while," she said smiling.

"I've got all day." Although her body wasn't moving, Ben could feel his mother's pussy milking his cock. "How are you doing that?"

"I'm doing my exercises. Gotta keep the pelvic muscles in shape."

"Yoga?"

"Honey, don't analyze it. Enjoy it," she grinned.

For the next fifteen minutes, his mother alternated between her exercises, gyrating, and sliding up and down his length. There was just enough variation to keep him rock hard. She came twice as she used his cock for her own pleasure.

"I'm amazed I've lasted this long," he said.

"Want me to make you cum? I've just been enjoying myself."

"Take your time. If my mother wants to use me as an instrument of pleasure, who am I to question her?"

"Ben, I wasn't kidding when I said you had awakened a monster. I'm insatiable. I'll use you for my own pleasure, but I'll also make sure to please you. With the exception of the 'don'ts' I already mentioned, I'll help you live out your fantasies with me. Tell me what you'd like, sexually, and it's yours."

"I'll have to think about that. You're already fulfilling my biggest one," he assured her, reaching up and cupping both of her breasts.

Her face flushed almost immediately at his touch.

"Ummmm," she groaned as she experienced another orgasm.

He smiled as he watched her recover.

"Time to drain you. Mouth or pussy?" she asked.

"Pussy," he replied.

As she began sliding up and down his length, Ben could feel his mother's pussy squeezing his cock rhythmically. It only took him about a minute to reach his boiling point and fill her with his cum. Once he had finished, she stopped moving and sat there letting him soften. When he slipped out he could feel his cum leaking from her onto his crotch. She scooted down between his legs and using her tongue licked everything away.

"Yummy," she said, grinning up at him. "Let me know when you've got more for me."

Lori got off the bed and went to her room. Ben, as he lay there relaxing, quickly fell asleep.

*****

Ben felt a hand on his balls and opened his eyes. His mother was sitting on the side of his bed smiling at him.

"So, I'm not dreaming this?" he asked.

"Nope. Ready for some lunch? I made BLTs."

"What's for dessert?" he asked.

His mother used two fingers to raise his limp cock. "That will be later. This guy is still resting. What would you like?"

"My choice huh?"

"Your choice," she said as she stood.

"I love the outfit," he told her.

She turned to model the red panties she wore for him, then left the room.

Ben climbed out of bed then made a quick stop in the bathroom to pee before walking naked to the kitchen. His mother, still wearing just the red panties, was pouring them Cokes.

"God, I love that outfit," he told her."

"Before you were born, I wore a lot of sexy outfits for your father. They're in a box in my closet, I think."

"I'd like to see them on you sometime."

"I'll run them through the wash after lunch. Anything else you'd like?" she asked, joining him at the table.

"Yeah, actually. Make some videos. Do you have any toys?"

"Sex toys?"

"Yeah," her son replied.

"I'm pretty sure I still have some wrist and ankle restraints somewhere. Oh, and a butt plug. That's about it."

"No vibrator?"

"Never needed one. I cum easily."

"Dildo?"

"No. I was afraid I'd wake the monster."

"Does this monster have anything to do with why you don't like to leave the house?" her son asked.

Lori hesitated before answering. "When I'm at home, I have control. After high school, I went a bit crazy. No, I went a lot crazy. I like my sexuality as long as I control it. My inner monster almost took over. I can't risk that. Let's just leave it at that."

"How about if we went out together?"

"Ben, you just don't understand. For the first several years your father and I were together I had no problem being in public with him. Then he decided that he wanted us to do things where other people could see us. At his urging, that progressed to getting other people involved. I loved the sex but hated being shared. I did what he wanted, and the monster got out of control. I was losing myself and reclaimed my control. That's when he cut me off completely in an attempt to regain his control. I caged my monster and kept her there until allowing you to set her free."

"Are you sorry I did?"

"No. I'm thrilled you've set her free, but if you ever even hint at sharing me, she goes back into the cage. I'm trusting you not to do that," she said.

"I'd never do that to you, mom."

"I'm counting on that."

*****

After lunch Lori went to her room and found the two boxes she had buried deep in her closet. She opened the one with her sexy lingerie and went through it. Although it was all at least fifteen years old, it was in good condition. In the second box she found a full set of playful restraints, two butt plugs, and a bottle of lube that had long since dried and hardened. She threw the lube away and put the sexy outfits in the wash.

Ben had showered and was in the living room flipping through the TV channels. He watched his mother admiringly as she passed.

"Still okay?" she asked, looking at his limp cock.

"I think you killed it," he said smiling.

"It's just napping. Making millions of sperm is a lot of work."

"Apparently."

"I found the outfits and toys. I'll need to order lube from Amazon. The bottle I had dried up."

"Or we could go to Sara's Secret and pick some up," he suggested.

"Not a chance in hell. Ben, a mother and son shopping together in a sex shop isn't a good look. You can go if you like, but I'll pass."

"No, I'm in no hurry," he said reclining his section on the couch.

His mother leaned across him and stretched out on the couch. Her head was on his lap, facing him. Using only her mouth, she sucked his limp cock into her mouth and began sucking as if it were a pacifier. It felt wonderful to him, but his body did not respond. He returned to scrolling and in about ten minutes she had fallen asleep. He picked up his phone and took a picture. She was awakened about twenty minutes later by the buzzer on the washer.

"Don't put my pacifier away. I'll be right back," she told him as she got up from the couch. Lori returned after moving her things to the dryer and returned to her sucking.

"You really like doing that?" her son asked.

"I love doing this. It soothes me. I like falling asleep this way. You are sleeping with me, aren't you?"

"If you want me to."

"After I empty your balls at bedtime I can fall asleep like this. I have lots of ways to take care of you."

"Such as?" he asked.

"I'll shower you. Cook for you. I'll do most anything you want."

"Are you a submissive, mom?"

"I don't think so. In order to control the beast, I take from you. I provide for you, and you provide for me. It's a trade rather than a submission."

"When you talked about what dad had you doing it sounded like submission."

"I can see how you would think that, but what it really boiled down to was me not controlling my beast. Or allowing your father to give the beast free rein. I control it now. Either by abstinence or by limiting what I allow her to do. She and I are at peace with each other."

"I just want you to be happy," her son said.

"You're making me happy. It's a bit unconventional, but it works."

"Ya think?" he chuckled.

"Okay. It's a lot unconventional. We're both benefiting from it and no one is getting harmed."

"It's my greatest fantasy come true," her son admitted.

"Mine too."

*****

After dinner, Lori modeled the outfits for her son. When she put on the white cup-less bra and white garter belt his cock quickly began to stir. She added white, thigh length, hose to complete the look.

"Let me know when and how you'd like me to address that," she told him, motioning toward his semi.

"Not yet. Let's give it a little time. Can I take your picture in that outfit?"

"Yes, but I'd rather you let me do my hair and freshen my makeup first. Maybe record that BJ. Any chance you might run to the grocery and pick up a few things?" she asked.

"I'd rather you go with me."

"You'd rather I do that than doll up for your BJ video?"

Ben thought for a moment. "Okay, I'll go alone this time. Next outing we go together."

"Agreed."

"Maybe get a BJ in the car," he suggested.

Her eyes went wide as she looked at him. "That's how the exhibitionism started with your father. Sorry, unless we're parked in the garage with the door closed, it's not happening. Indoors and just the two of us. That's how it has to be."

"Sorry. I wasn't thinking about that," her son replied.

"It's okay. Go get dressed. I'll make you a list of what we need."

*****

With his mother's list in hand, Ben drove to Walmart. He found everything easily then walked to the far side of the store to the pharmacy area. Tucked away in a corner he found personal lubricants and tossed two bottles into his cart.

Once back home he set the bags on the kitchen counter and began putting things away. His mother joined him. Ben stepped back watching her put the groceries away. Something he'd seen her do hundreds of times, but now wearing only a cup-less white bra, a garter belt, hose, and heels. His cock was rock hard again.

She saw him watching her and smiled. "Something tells me you're about ready to give me another mouth or pussy full of cum."

"Pretty soon. Come here," he instructed.

Lori walked up facing him. He reached down between her legs and cupped her pussy. Wetting his finger between her labia, he began sliding it the length of her hard clit.

"Mmm, I like that," she said watching his face.

She reached for his belt, but he moved her hand away.

"Not yet. It's my turn to play."

"That's not fair," his mother protested.

"Want me to stop?"

"No. I want you to make me cum for you."

"That's what I thought," he said rewetting his fingers in her juices then continuing.

He watched her closely and over several minutes her pelvis began moving over his fingers. Her face and upper chest began to flush. Lori reached up and put her hands on her son's shoulders to steady herself. When her clit softened, he pressed a little harder and fingered her faster.

"Oh, Ben. Yes. Yes. Uhhhhh," she groaned as she stiffened and dug her fingers into his shoulders. After a few seconds, her legs began to tremble as the waves of her orgasm consumed her. He eased off, knowing that she would be getting sensitive, then finally held his wet fingers up to her mouth. His mother sucked her juices from his fingers.

"Is it my turn now?" she asked.

"Not yet," he said smiling. She feigned a frown. "Pretty soon."

"I'm holding you to that. Mind if I sit down? My legs are shaky."

"Just keep your legs parted so I can see your pussy."

"Yes, sir," she said smiling.

*****

Lori made multiple requests to service her son's cock during the day, but Ben kept putting her off. By evening, she didn't seem to be able to take her eyes off it.

"Are we still going to make a video tonight?" she asked.

"Still want to?"

"Mostly, I want to suck you, but I would like it on video."

"What exactly do you want in the video?" he asked.

"Me sucking you and getting cum."

"Sloppy or clean?"

"Not sloppy," she said.

"Gentle or rough?"

"For the video, gentle and loving. I want to take my time. You can facefuck me next time."

"Where do you want me to cum?"

"In my mouth. I want to see it go in and I want it to show me swallowing."

"What are you going to do with this video?" her son asked.

"Watch it. In the fall when you go back to school, I'll need it."

"Mom, in the fall, I have only two classes left. They'll both be on the same day. I'll be living at home."

"I didn't realize that," she said excitedly. "I still want the video."

"Ready to do this?"

"I've been ready. Just to be safe, we shouldn't record your face, and you shouldn't speak. If it fell into the wrong hands and we were identified, it could mean legal trouble."

"That's fine. I want some pics of you in that outfit too."

For the next fifteen minutes, Ben took both stills and video of his mother in her white outfit. Once those were done, she had him start recording.

It began with her standing provocatively then moving to the floor and crawling to him. Her expression was pure lust. As she neared, her son's hard cock came into view in the lower part of the screen. She crawled up and kissed the head of his cock. A string of precum hung from her lip to the head. She licked it away and looked at the camera.

"You've made me wait all evening for this. It's not nice to tease your mother," she said softly, then took the head into her mouth.

Her eyes closed as she savored her son's cock. Ben could feel her tongue swirling over the head. It wasn't visible on camera, but she had moved her hand up to fondle his balls. Her free hand lightly stroked her pussy.

"Do you like having your mother's warm mouth on your cock?" she asked, then began repeatedly licking his length.

She began kissing the shaft from the base to the head then repeated the kisses from the opposite side.

"I can't forget your balls, can I?" she asked as she raised his sack and began licking and sucking on it.

This continued for a couple of minutes before her attention returned to her son's cock.

"You want to see how much of my son's cock I can swallow? Are you sure?"

Taking just the head into her mouth, she used her lips to essentially nibble her way all the way to the base and stayed there for several seconds. Lori slowly pulled back then began a slow, full length, bob on him. Ben could feel his mother's tongue going wild on the underside of his shaft. He continued filming as she used only her mouth to bring him closer and closer to giving her what she craved.

His mother's face began to flush after several minutes, and soon she groaned and buried his cock in her throat as she came. He saw her entire body stiffen as she did. The sight and sensation brought him close, and his mother could sense it. She pulled off, letting the head rest on her extended tongue and began stroking him with her hand.

"Feed mommy your cum, baby. Show me who owns my mouth."

Ben exploded. The first stream shot deep into her mouth. Several more followed, each landing on her waiting tongue. She milked him completely. Lori moved her son's cock out of the way and showed the camera her cum covered tongue, then swallowed. She opened her mouth again to show it was gone.

"My mouth, my pussy, and my ass are yours, and only yours, anytime you want them."

Ben stopped filming.

"Mom, that was the hottest thing I've ever experienced."

"I'm glad you liked it. May I watch it?" she asked sitting next to him.

Ben handed his mother the phone then got up from the couch and knelt between her legs. Putting his hands under her thighs, he pulled her so that her pussy was at the front of the cushion. She looked up from the video as he did.

"What are you...," she began, as he pushed his still hard cock into her soaked pussy. "Ohhh," she sighed.

Her son began a slow, full length, in and out as she watched herself sucking him on the recording. Her face began to flush almost immediately. Although her eyes were fixed on the video he could feel his mother's pussy contracting to milk him. Having just cum, he lasted until she came in both the video and in real life.

After she finished, his mother went limp and closed her eyes with a soft smile still on her face. She didn't move even when Ben stood. He went to the bathroom to pee and when he returned, she was asleep. Ben looked at the clock. It was just past ten pm. He picked her up and carried her to her bed, then gently placed her in it. He turned off the light and climbed in beside her. Ben had no sooner gotten in the bed when his mother reposition herself and took his spent cock into her mouth to sleep.