Come Cuddle with Mommy? (Pt. 01)

Come Cuddle With Mommy?

Max's Mom, is nothing short of perfection. The kind of woman that every man immediately falls for and dreams about, even if they only see her for a moment while she passes them on the street.

Her fall red hair perfectly frames her face, running down to her lower back with deep green eyes that always hold a sense of wonder. Light freckles bridge her nose, and her full cherry-red lips are the envy of many women. Amber is beautiful even without makeup, but when she does decide to go all out, it's truly a sight to behold.

Her body, however, is what really draws awed stares and attention to her. The type of figure you can only find in your deepest dreams. Amber is blessed with a slender neck leading down to her full, pillowy bust, which always threatens to break out of any shirt that she's wearing. She has a slim waist from regular workouts and thick, full thighs with a firm, rounded ass that always turns heads. All of this is completed with fair, sensitive skin that almost glows in the moonlight.

If she wanted to, she could easily become a millionaire on OnlyFans or make a killing travelling the world as a model.

Looking directly at her is like looking into the sun.

Even her name is like honey on the tongue -- Amber.

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Chapter 1: The First Night

It was late Friday evening, and Max was already on the couch, only wearing in his favourite pair of baggy grey pyjama pants with no shirt on as he scrolled through the Netflix movie selection. Friday Movie nights had become a weekly tradition between him and his Mother ever since his father had abandoned them a few months ago, almost exactly on the day that Max had turned eighteen years old.

While he adored the alone time with her and knew that she probably needed the company more than ever, things had become a little awkward over the last few weeks. Typically, while he would sit on the large sofa in the living room so that he could lie down while he watched the movie, Amber would sit on the lounge chair and watch from the side. Lately, however, she began insisting on sitting on the sofa next to him.

Ordinarily, this wouldn't be a problem, save for the fact that Amber has been at the centre of every sexual fantasy that Max has ever had, and even being in such close proximity to her was a dangerous game. Usually, Max couldn't help himself and would occasionally steal a glance at his Mom's full breasts since she rarely wore a bra on movie nights, and he could usually hide his hard-on under a pillow or blanket. But with her sitting close to him and his young hormones racing, it was practically torture to have her right next to him.

To make things worse, his Mom has also been dressing rather provocatively since she started sharing the sofa with him. Tight-fitting shirts with the shape of her nipples showing through instead of her collection of baggy ones. Hot pants or short shorts instead of the usual long pyjama pants with cats or hearts on them.

Max thought it was just his imagination at first. A tight-fitting top? It's her house; why not? New shorts and a tank top? Maybe it's more comfortable for her? He kept telling himself that it was all in his head. That his Mom was just becoming more comfortable around him now that he's an adult, and maybe some of his fantasies were bleeding through.

That was until she walked up behind him on the couch.

"Hey you~" came his Mom's sing-song voice as she leaned over him from behind, pushing her heavy breasts into the back of his head while her hands gripped his shoulders. Max blushed slightly at the heavenly sensation and started feeling his blood begin to rush.

"H-hey Mom. I... uhh... can't decide what to watch." Max said, trying to sound calm as warmth started spreading throughout his entire body while he strained to look up at his gorgeous mother. "I think we might have to do a rewatch tonight."

"Awww, baby, nooo... We always watch a *new* movie together. It's a part of the tradition!" Amber said with a playful pout, walking around the couch to where Max could see his Mom in all her glory.

Tonight she was wearing one of Jason's old Metallica T-shirts. It clung desperately tight to her boobs, with her nipples poking through and looking down, Max could see that his Mom also had no pants on. The small shirt was doing nothing to cover Amber's thick ass and full thighs, completely exposing her black lace panties. Max's cock twitched as he looked her over, and he could feel it starting to swell in his pants.

"I hope you don't mind?" Amber asked softly. "I couldn't find anything comfortable and... I kind of like the smell of this shirt," she said as she looked down at the shirt, then back at him. "And I didn't feel like dressing up for a night in."

"Uhh.. yeah Mom, it looks good on you... really good." He said nervously as his hands subtly crossed over his crotch to hide the growing erection.

"Good~ It's just us, so no one needs to know." She said with a playful wink, her eyes quickly darting down to Max's crotch before slowly looking back up towards him with a warm, knowing smile.

"S-sure Mom..." was all Jason could manage to say before pulling his gaze away, wondering if his mom had just looked at his awkward boner or if it was just his imagination.

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Amber had, in fact, seen it and was delighted to know she was already getting the desired effect. Despite her beauty and bubbly personality, the dating scene has been nothing but a nightmare for her. Rich jerks who made it obvious that they only wanted sex or divorced Dads who had given up on themselves. Since her husband left them, she knew that the only man she could rely on was her adoring son, Max, who always looked at her with love, adoration and recently... desire?

It was just small glances at her large breasts and full ass that she noticed at first. Amber played it off as 'Boys will be boys', knowing full well the effect that her body had on men. But once she started to pay attention to it, she noticed that Max was doing more than looking. He was admiring.

On a whim one day, Amber decided to test a theory and came downstairs wearing a revealing outfit that perfectly showed off her ample bosom and round ass while Max was at the kitchen table eating breakfast. The moment she entered, his eyes went wide, and he dropped his spoon, which made her laugh, but he also started to bend over awkwardly, and she knew what that meant right away.

At first, it was a little flattering to know she could still impress a young man even at the age of thirty-six, but to get a reaction like that from her own son? It was exhilarating.

Max is rather handsome, with black hair and deep brown eyes. He has a firm and fit build from playing sports, and at 6'1, with a quiet personality, he's a real catch. More so, Max has always been picky about the girls he would go out with, and when she saw his reaction that morning, Amber couldn't help but wonder if she was the reason why.

For about an hour, she would playfully stretch and pose or lean over with her ass up and out to give him a chance to look while she was turned away, until, at one moment, Max suddenly excused himself and ran off to his room.

Amber waited a moment before quietly sneaking up the stairs to his bedroom door and listening in carefully; she could hear the faint, muffled sound of him jerking off. She couldn't believe it, but she also couldn't seem to pull herself away, her panties getting wetter and wetter until Max grunted, "Mooom!" and everything went quiet.

Ever since then, she was obsessed with the idea of him lusting after her, taking every chance she could to keep his eyes on her, fully giving into the taboo desire of being her own son's sexual fantasy.

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Amber slowly made her way around the couch, her hips swaying freely with every step until she came around and sat down next to Max. Spotting the blanket on the armrest across from him, she leaned over his lap to reach for it. Max panicked for a moment and removed his hands from his crotch so that she could reach it, then felt his Mom's pillowy bust pressing down and squishing against his hard-on. Max felt like he was in heaven and had to grit his teeth as his cock instinctively throbbed under his pyjama pants. His Mom let out a quiet moan before grabbing the blanket and pulling it over his lap and hers.

'Oh God... could she feel my boner pressing against her tits? Fuck that felt amazing...' Max thought to himself as he pulled up the blanket to better hide the now rock-hard bulge forming a tent in his pants.

If she did, his Mom didn't give any sign as she looked at the screen and scanned the different options.

"Ohhh! Isn't that the movie we wanted to watch a while ago?" She asked, pointing at the screen.

Max looked and recognised it as the action flick they talked about a few weeks back. As his cock throbbed and ached for release, he used the remote to navigate over to the movie and simply hit play, wanting the movie to end as soon as possible so that he could go to his room and jerk off while thinking about his Mom's huge, soft tits pressing against his cock.

Almost immediately, his Mom settled back into the couch, her bust sticking out as the movie started to play, and without thinking, Max let his eyes wander over to her chest.

The shirt fit her tightly, squeezing her big boobs together perfectly and with his Mom wearing just that and her panties, he couldn't help but wonder if it was intentional somehow.

As if she could sense his eyes on her, Amber looked over, and Max quickly turned his head to face the screen with a guilty blush.

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The movie was torture.

As it played, Amber would shuffle closer and closer, wrapping her arm around her son's, leaning against him with one of her full breasts pressing into his arm. All the while, his hard cock stood at attention, and at one point he could even feel some precum forming, worrying him that it might show on his grey pyjama pants.

Thankfully, the climactic ending finally came, and the credits rolled. Max breathed a sigh of relief, desperate to just slink off to his room and relieve his painfully hard cock, but his Mom held onto him a moment longer.

"M-mom? Are you okay?"

"Ohhh... I'm okay honey..." She looked up at him and smiled, but her eyes betrayed her.

"What's... wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, no. It's not like that, baby. Mommy is happy you're here, and that we can still do things like this." She said, gripping his arm tighter. "You'll be going to college soooon, and then... I'll be all alone here."

His ears perked up when his Mom called herself 'Mommy', something he hasn't called her in years.

"Mom. You know that I would never abandon you like... HIM. I'll always be your son and I'll always love you. You know that right?"

His Mom looked up at him for a long moment, her eyes searching his, before she leaned in and kissed his cheek near his mouth, her soft lips grazing the corner of his mouth. Max's cock flexed as his heart hammered in his chest, and for a split second he wanted to be bold and kiss his Mom, but before he could act, she pulled away.

"I know, baby." She said, letting go of his arm to wipe away a small tear. "I'm just going to miss you so much."

With that, his Mom patted his leg over the blanket and stood up, her perfect ass right in front of his face. Max could see that her lace panties had ridden up between her full cheeks, and he thought he could detect the faint smell of... something.

"I guess your old Mom should be getting to bed then." She said while stretching out her arms and wiggling her hips. "I'm meeting your Aunt for breakfast tomorrow, and you know how she hates it when I'm late."

"Oh... Umm... Okay Mom, just... I'm here for you okay? I'll always be here for you."

His mom turned and bent over, cupping his face in her hands, and Max tried not to look down at her hanging breasts right in front of him.

"I know, baby. And Mommy will always be here for you, no matter what~ Anything you need, okay? Anything..."

Max was stunned for a moment as he looked at her. The way she was holding his face, the way she had just said that, along with the way she dressed. It all seemed different. She seemed different.

"I-I know... mom... thank you.."

His Mom tuned again, giving him the perfect view of her ass as she started to walk away. He couldn't take his eyes off her, watching as she went to the stairs, her hips swaying delightfully. One hand slid under the blanket, and he couldn't help but squeeze his cock, moaning softly as she climbed the stairs.

Once he heard her bedroom door close, Max turned off the TV and went up to his own room, his cock forming a large tent with a spot on his pants marking where he had been leaking precum. Locking his door, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled his pants down to free his cock, watching it fling up and bounce as he leaned back against his door and wrapped his hand around it, stroking slowly while he closed his eyes and remembered the feeling of his Mom's amazing tits pressing against his bulge and arm. He knew he wouldn't last long, and kept working as he awkwardly moved over to his bed and picked up his phone off the side table to find his favourite picture on Instagram of his Mom in a tight red bikini.

Before long, he found it and started to jerk himself off faster and faster, his orgasm quickly building when his phone suddenly vibrated with a *PING* and he saw that his Mom had sent him a message.

Mom: Come cuddle with Mommy?

His eyes went wide, and he stopped working his cock immediately, images of him pressed up against his mother suddenly flooding his mind. With shaky fingers, he typed back quickly.

Max: Coming

Max couldn't believe it. The whole night was just getting weirder and weirder, but the chance to be that close to her. The chance to cuddle with his amazing Mom was too good to pass up.

He quickly changed into a pair of black pyjama pants that would hopefully hide his erection and threw on a shirt before nervously leaving his room and making his way over to hers.

Knocking softly on her door, he heard, "Come in~" and slowly entered, closing the door behind him as he looked around the big room and saw that his Mom had changed as well.

Amber was now dressed in a sheer cream-coloured silk tank top with long white pyjama pants that had little red hearts dotted on them. The pants were thin and easily showed the shape of her ass, but he was disappointed to lose the amazing view he had before. Her hair was hanging loose, and he could faintly see the outline of her pink nipples through the top.

"Turn off the lights for us?" She asked softly, her eyes moving to his crotch for a moment as she pulled up the blanket and slunk into bed.

Max nodded and turned the lights off reluctantly before carefully making his way to the other side of her large bed, feeling for the edges before lifting the blanket and getting in.

Almost immediately, his Mom shifted over and put her arm around him, resting her head under his chin, giving a contented sigh.

"I know this is so silly... Mommy asking you to cuddle with me, but-" Amber let her fingers drag up and down his chest lazily. "I just wanted to feel you close. Feel you with me~"

"I don't mind, Mom. I kinda get it. I don't want to leave you either, but-"

She moved her hand from his chest up to his lips and put a finger over them.

"Shhh, baby. We don't need to talk about that tonight. Let's just enjoy this~"

Max nodded, and his Mom snuggled deeper into him. One of her legs moved up over his, dangerously close to his still-hard bulge, while she rested her hand and her head on his chest. He put his arm around her, hoping that she wouldn't notice how hard and fast his heart was beating, and they lay together like that for a long while in silence until they both fell asleep.

Max woke up late into the night, his cock surprisingly warm, but painfully hard. Through the haze of sleep, he noticed that they had both shifted in bed and that he was now behind her with his arm draped over her slender waist and his hips pressing up against her ass.

His cock was twitching against her, and there was a dull, aching pain in his heavy balls. He was right up against her now, his bulge pressing slightly between her cheeks through her thin pyjama pants which felt amazing. Without thinking, he moved his hips slightly and pressed harder into her, holding back a moan as he felt her supple cheeks squish and spread around his covered shaft.

"m-mom?" He whispered as quietly as he could to see if she was awake, but she didn't move and was breathing slowly.

As gently as he could, Max started to move his hips up and down slowly, gritting his teeth as waves of pleasure that he had never felt before coursed through him. His Mom's ass felt spectacular, and he couldn't stop himself, pressing in a little harder as he continued grinding against her.

His hips began moving up and down faster as his mouth fell open, his hand around her waist moving to her hip, and then, before he knew it, he could feel his cock twitching desperately while his balls tensed, and it happened.

Max took a deep breath to hold in his moan and he started to cum hard in his pants, rope after rope of sticky warm come flooding out.

He felt his Mom tense for a second and moan, "Uhhggaa.." as he came, but she quickly relaxed and didn't move.

Moving his hips back, he could feel the mess that he had made and was breathing heavily, his head spinning.

'Did I just fucking cum while dry humping Mom?' He thought to himself nervously, looking to her in the dark for any signs of movement.

Thankfully, she was still asleep, and he finally managed to get control of his breathing.

'Fuck... that felt so good. Mom's ass is perfect. God, I want to squeeze it so badly! And that smell... the same as when Mom got up from the couch. What is that?'

He wanted to touch his Mom badly. To grope and squeeze her ass, reach around and grab one of her full tits and play with it, but as he sat there, his cock twitching as it deflated slowly, he decided he had already pushed his luck far enough and lay down on his back.

'Good thing Mom has to be out early. I can hide this mess by pretending to sleep until she leaves.'

With that thought, Max lay in his Mom's bed next to her, riding out the last few waves of pleasure until he finally fell asleep.

Chapter 2: The Second Night

He woke up late the next Morning and was surprised to see that his Mom was already gone. He had somehow slept through her getting up and getting dressed, but maybe that was for the best. Pulling back the covers, he was happy to see that he hadn't stained her sheets and looking at his pyjamas, he could only faintly see the large cum stain he had made the night before.

Making his way to his room, Max checked his phone and saw a few messages, one from his Mom, and opened it.

Mom: Morning Baby! Mommy had to leave, but you looked so sweet sleeping that I didn't want to wake you. I'm off to meet with your Aunt Olivia. Be good while I'm gone, okay?

He smiled reading her message and thinking about it, and realised that he felt really good. Maybe it was because he had slept in the same bed as his Mom or maybe it was because of what he did. Either way, something was different.

Reading the message again, he saw the word "Mommy" and his cock twitched. She had called herself that the night before out of nowhere, and now she was doing it even in her texts. Max wondered if she was trying to plant it in his mind so that he would start calling her, Mommy or if it was just a way to sound more maternal. She had confessed her fear of him leaving home after all. He didn't think about it too long and replied,

Max: Thank you Mom! It was actually fun sharing the bed with you. I slept like a baby

Max then replied to a few other messages before leaving his room to take a shower and get changed, before he went down to make breakfast. The whole morning he couldn't stop thinking about what he did the night before, with cock semi-hard all day.

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Amber returned hours later in the afternoon. She was wearing some tight-fitting blue jeans that showed off her round ass and sneakers, with another one of Max's old shirts, while walking in with different kinds of shopping bags as Max sat up in his room. He heard her come in and quickly ran down to see if she needed any help, but also to see if she was acting any different after what he did the night before.

To his delight, she was her same old self, and it seemed like his Mom was none the wiser to it. They spoke for a while, and she told him that his Aunt was doing well.

They had decided to go on a last-minute shopping spree, using some of the money that Amber had won in the divorce to treat herself and her sister to new clothes and goodies. Max couldn't help noticing that two of the bags came from a lingerie store and, considering the fact that his Mom had shown zero interest in dating, found that a little strange.

After recounting her morning, Amber picked up all of the bags and went to her room while Max went out to meet with some friends. He promised her that he would be back before long so that he and his Mom could eat dinner together.

Around 7pm, he returned home and went to the kitchen where he could smell something good. His Mom had just finished preparing chicken pasta, which they ate together while idly talking. As they ate and talked, Max would occasionally let his eyes wander, but his mother never seemed to notice, and all the while he tried to think if there was any way he could suggest they cuddle again that night. Before he could muster the courage, though, his Mom finished her plate and got up from the kitchen table, saying that she wanted to try on some of her new outfits.

"Oh yeah, of course," He said casually, "let me know if you need any help or my opinion."

"Aww, my cutie pie!" She said, walking over and kissing him on the lips. It was only for a moment, but it sent his blood rushing. "Mommy would love that~ Stay on standby for me 'kay?"

With that, she left for her room while he went to the couch, his heart pounding as he put on an episode of his favourite show. Watching as best he could, Max tried to push thoughts of his mother's soft, warm ass and boobs out of his mind. He was half hard on the couch and needed a break from the constant strain against his jeans, all while secretly hoping that she would dare to show off some of her mysterious new lingerie for him.

His Mom never called him, though and disappointingly, Max eventually went up to his room, wondering if the night before had just been a one-time thing. There was no way he could ask her to cuddle without it sounding weird, and maybe it would be for the best to cherish the experience he had had.

At 11pm his phone pinged with a text from his Mom.

Mom: Cuddles?

His eyes went wide with excitement, and he quickly typed back,

Max: Yes! Be there soon, just need to change

Mom: Don't bother, just wear some boxers?

He was surprised at that and a little worried. His cock was already pumping up with each heartbeat, and with just his boxers, he knew he wouldn't be able to hide it. Before he could type back an excuse to wear something longer, his Mom sent a photo that made his jaw drop.

Mom: Look what I'm wearing ????

The photo was a selfie she took from above that cut her face off at the lips. In the photo, she was wearing a light blue babydoll nightgown with spaghetti straps. Her long red hair flowed behind her shoulders, with the angle of the photo providing the perfect view of her big tits. Max could see that the babydoll was partly see-through and that her lips were painted ruby red.

His cock immediately sprang to full attention, and Max threw his phone on the bed before stripping naked and fishing out a clean pair of black boxers. That, he hoped at least, would hide his raging hard-on as he left his room and went to hers, this time not bothering to knock.

Stepping into the dimly lit room, he could see his Mom by the window, drawing the curtains closed and notice that the babydoll hardly reached past her ass. Through it, he could see that she was wearing a tiny black thong, and when she turned, he saw her boobs swaying with her and there was a trace of her pink nipples showing through.

"There's my big boy~" She said with a bright smile, walking over towards him, her boobs bouncing with each step.

"Yeah Mom, I wouldn't miss this for the world."

"Good!" She said, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her boobs into his chest her waist briefly brushing against his bulge."

"I-I-I... uhh... slept so good last night..."

"Hmm! Me too baby. I had such a wonderful dream about you~"

Max blushed hard at that and manoeuvred his hips back so that she wouldn't feel how hard he was while Amber rested her head under his chin. Max hugged her back and they stayed like that for a moment, until his Mom pulled back and looked up at him.

"Ready to cuddle with Mommy?"

"Yesss" he said sheepishly, while bending over slightly.

Amber blushed slightly and bit her lower lip as she turned and walked to the bed, Max admiring the view of her ass, which wobbled slightly with each step. He followed quickly and turned off the lights before making his way to the other side of the bed, getting in with her.

Like the night before, his Mom quickly shifted over and clung to him, the sweet, sensual smell of perfume emanating from her as she leaned in to kiss his lips. This time she held it longer, one hand on the side of his face with the other hand against his bare chest. Max was surprised, but welcomed it.

She pulled back and playfully gave a wink, saying, "Careful now. An old lady could get used to this. Don't want the other boys teasing you for sleeping with your Mommy~"

"I think they would be jealous, Mom. You're not old. You're actually sexy compared to most women."

His Mom pulled back suddenly with her mouth open in surprise. For a moment, Max worried that he had gone too far, but then she gave a coy smile and leaned in.

"Oh my... Only compared to MOST women? Hmm? And who exactly are these women you compare me to, mister?" She said with a laugh, poking his chest with her finger.

"N-no Mom, I didn't mean it like that just-"

"Ohhh okay... So I'm NOT sexy?"

"Mom! No, come on, just listen... You are sexy but-"

"AHA! So you do think I'm sexy buuuut, not the most sexy huh?"

"I mean... you're my Mom and-"

"Your SEXY Mom, those are your words." She said, biting her lower lip.

"I.. uhh.. yeah just..."

"Just nothing," she said, slapping his arm playfully. "I'm your sexy Mommy, and you like to cuddle with me~ Riiiight?"

He couldn't help but laugh at that and nodded his head in defeat.

"Yes, yes. You are my sexy Mom, and I like to cuddle with you."

"Mommy..."

"Hmm?"

"I am your *sexy* Mommy." She said with a glint in her eye, leaning forward on one arm that gave Max the perfect view of her heavy tits.

"Y-yes... Mommy..."

"Good! I'm glad we settled that." She said, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek while pressing her boobs against his chest. "Now then~ Let's get comfy and get some sleep. Those "other" women can just wait."

Max laughed and put his hand around his Mom, enjoying the feeling of her pressing up against him while he gently pushed his fingers through her hair.

"Goodnight Mom..."

"Good night baby~ I hope you have... a wonderful dream again..."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" He asked her nervously.

"Nothing baby, nothing... just relax."

Max was a little surprised by her comment, but was sure that his Mom had been asleep the night before. Leaning back, he tried to push it out of his mind, grateful that he was wearing his boxers because his cock was hard as a rock. With his Mom pressing her soft tits against him, it couldn't be helped.

A short while passed, and he was starting to fall asleep when he felt his Mom lift her leg under the covers and run over him, brushing against his obvious hard-on without flinching or moving away. He looked down and could see that she was breathing slowly with her eyes closed.

'I'm sure she would have felt that if she was awake.' He thought to himself, his cock twitching against her thigh as he lay back. 'Not like I could do anything with her in this position anyway.'

He took a deep breath to calm himself and closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.

A few hours later, Max woke up the same way as the night before. His Mom was lying on her side and facing away, with him right up behind her. One arm was draped over her body with his painfully hard cock pressing up against her ass. This time, however, his cock had slipped out of his boxers, and he could feel his shaft wedged between her soft cheeks while his hand was up higher, just under one of his Mom's full breasts.

"mom?" He whispered softly. "a-are you awake?"

He paused to listen for any sign that she was awake, but her breathing was steady, and she didn't move. Beneath the covers, he could feel his shaft being swallowed by her soft cheeks and already knew that he wouldn't be able to resist.

Pulling his hips back slightly, Max reached under the covers and grabbed his cock, carefully lining it up at the bottom of her ass and pushed forward gently. He had to hold back a moan as the tip grazed along her skin and started sliding between her full thighs along her tiny thong.

By now, the babydoll had ridden up to completely expose her ass under the covers, and he shivered as he felt his cock sinking in between her legs. It felt incredibly soft, moulding around his shaft as he continued pushing forward until I felt it.

Her thong was damp and warm. He could feel her heat emanating on the top of his pole as he moved his hand to grab her hip.

'Is she... wet?'

The idea sent his already horny brain into overdrive, and his cock twitched between her thighs, pressing up against her thong-covered pussy, which made him pause. This was dangerous, and if his Mom woke up now, there would be no good way to explain it, but he couldn't bring himself to stop.

Pulling back slightly, he watched his Mom carefully and slowly pushed in with his hips again.

Her soft thighs easily enveloped his cock, precum lubricating it as he started to hump against her.

Going slowly at first, he could feel the warmth of her pussy radiating against him as he silently used her thighs to jerk off and wondered if him being so close while they slept was the reason his Mom had gotten wet. But lost in his deep lust, Max didn't notice her arm moving slightly under the covers.

Pushing forward once more, his hips pressed up against her plump ass, and he could feel his head pocking through the other side and suddenly he felt her slender fingers brush over the sensitive head.

Max froze in a panic and lifted his head, seeing that his Mom's eyes were still closed, but he could feel her fingers sliding along the bottom of his shaft.

"..... mom?"

A sweat broke out and a thousand excuses started running through his mind as full panic started to set in.

"shhhh baby... you're dreaming... dreaming about Mommy..."

His head was spinning, and he didn't know what to do. He tried to pull away, but she gently wrapped her fingers around the top of his cock and held him there.

"No baby, it's okay... don't stop. This is just a dream. You're dreaming of fucking Mommy's thighs..."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing and looked over at her face again. In the dark, he could see that her eyes were still closed, but she was still holding onto his rod. Was SHE dreaming? Or maybe.... this was permission. An excuse to let him finish without the embarrassment of being caught.

"Mom..."

"It's okay Maxxy... Mommy knows. A good Mommy always knows what her baby needs. Don't stop..."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, but her sweet words were more than enough encouragement. He pushed in again, and she moved her hand to find his on her hip. She pulled it up to one of her big tits and pressed his hand on it with a small, "Unghh.."

Instinctively, he squeezed it, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh through the thin material, and with that he couldn't hold back anymore.

Max pulled back and thrust forward harder, his hips bouncing against his Mom's soft ass while he hungrily played with her boob, squeezing and toying with it as he kept pumping against her, finding a rhythm just as his orgasm began to build. His beautiful mother's thighs were practically made for this and her words had sent him over the edge.

"Mom... Mommyyyy..."

He could feel her soft thighs clamp down on his cock as it twitched and he started to cum hard. Hot cum spurted out onto the bed and between her thighs as he pushed forward into her, his fingers digging into her breast while his toes curled and his body shook.

"Ahhmnnngg...." She moaned, her own body shaking slightly

"M-mom?"

There was a long pause

"Hmm? What's wrong baby? Did you have a bad dream?"

Max looked at her in the dark for a long moment and didn't know what to say. He couldn't be sure what was going on at all.

"No Mom... I..."

"It's okay, Baby. Mommy's here. Just go back to sleep, my love." His Mom said lovingly as she parted her thighs to free his hard cock. Lifting the blanket, she got out of bed, looking back at him with a sweet smile that he could just barely make out in the dark room. "I'm just going to the bathroom 'kay? I'll be right back..."

She walked out to her ensuite and flipped on the light before quickly closing the door behind her. Max couldn't understand it.

Was she asleep or not? She had to know... She HAD to..."

But if his Mom was going to play coy, so was he. Carefully sliding his cock back into his boxers, Max lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, his mother coming out of the bathroom a few minutes later. Without hesitation, she slipped back under the covers and quickly snuggled up against him with a happy sigh.

Not long after, they fell asleep in each other's arms once more.

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END part 1

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Hey readers,

I hope you enjoyed this and would love all your feedback. This story is a test of my 3rd person writing as I'm trying to figure out which style I would like to commit to going forward. You can read my first story for reference and if you already have, let me know which style you prefer.

Otherwise if you're exited for this story and it gets positive feedback, let me know and I'll be happy to continue. As for my other story, "Mommy is Yours" I'll be continuing that one shortly either way.

Thank you and happy reading!