Motherly Surprise

The morning sun’s rays beamed brightly into Hunter’s bedroom. For the young boy, he had the fortunate day ahead as there is no school due to a teacher’s workday, so he slept in past 9 a.m. He thought of nothing more the day prior to go out and ride his bike with his friends and was eager to have the rest of the day to play video games.

Hunter’s mom on the other hand, works from home and her day always begins at 6 a.m.. Her name is Melissa, and she’s a divorced single parent having only one child that she takes care of while maintaining her job and running the house. However, today (like her son) she too also had the day off. She has determined that today she would clean up around the house and attend to chores she otherwise put off.

Melissa, age 36, about 5’7 in height, dark hazel hair to match her eyes with nice breasts, but perhaps her most defining feature is her thighs and ass. For a mom, she is certainly “thicc” (as you might call it) yet Melissa is also a workout guru and works hard to stay in shape by doing hot yoga, lifting weights, and jogging – so atop of having a voluptuous frame she also has an athletic build.

Now the time is reaching to 11 a.m. and she notices that Hunter still hasn’t gotten out of bed – not surprised at all, but as Melissa had knocked out most of the chores she is in the midst of doing laundry and at last needed her son’s dirty clothes because she knew he had some as messy and irresponsible boys are at his age.

She enters her son’s bedroom with a laundry basket stacked on her hip just under her arm. Hunter’s eyes slowly opened to see her as he draws a sigh and stretches. “Good morning, son” she gleams, getting right to it by collecting clothes strewn across his room. “Morning, mom” he says with a groggy voice, and continues lay on his bed. “It’s almost noon and I do not want you to waste your day lying in bed,” she tells him sternly. “Okay, I’m getting up. Is there cereal?”

“I made eggs…” she suggests hoping he’d agree to that instead to which Hunter slightly nods as if not entirely interested. Melissa is wearing gray gym shorts that appear tight over her ass and if moved just right one could see her ass cheeks hanging out. She wears a blue tank top that she usually works out with no bra and perhaps not panties for that matter.

“Do you have anything else for me?” she turns to him. “No,” he says. She then proceeds to picking up his clothes off the floor and bent over directly adjacent from him at the end of his bed. Her ass at full display, but Melissa not thinking anything of it. As for Hunter, he literally could not help but notice and found himself staring at his mom’s bubble shaped bottom.

Melissa held this pose while tossing clothes into the basket. And that’s when she found something she did not expect to find… A pair of her panties on the floor. They are red and silky and are just the pair she had lost about a week ago, and the first she noticed about them is there appeared dried stains seemingly everywhere.

Frozen, she isn’t quite sure how to approach this situation if whether to confront her son about it or just toss them in the basket and move on. “Something wrong, mom?” her son’s question made her nearly jump. “Uhm… No just…” She stops and then erects upward and shows him her panties. “You know you had these in with your pile of dirty clothes?” It was spontaneous to bring it up to him right then and there, and she was surprised herself, but no going back now as she becomes curious as to how or why her own son possessed her panties in the first place.

Hunter’s face turns red. “Oh, I don’t know. Must have gotten mixed up with mine.” Of course that was a lie, and considering the stain marks, Melissa already knew what the stains are. “That makes sense as a possibility, yes, but… Is there something I should know?”

“Like what, mom?” He asks with a deadpan stare of unintentional conviction consuming him. He has been caught and didn’t know how to exactly confess. For Melissa it wasn’t as awkward as it would seem as for some strange reason she found it exciting, even arousing. “I think you know what.” She insists. A moment stands between them – one of silence and tension, and one not dare say anything until her son shrugs providing her with an answer; “well, I can’t say this isn’t all that weird.”

“Hm?” Hunter looks at his mom bug-eyed as she goes on; “I mean… it is natural at your age.” Now morbidly curious, Melissa presses him, dying to confirm his reasoning. “Why use these?” she holds up her panties that’s hung around her thumb, “why not use a sock or just your hand?” stopping herself, “you know what. Forget it. It’s fine.” She takes a seat at the edge of his bed causing Hunter to finally sit up, revealing he is topless.

“Sorry, mom…” he looks down ashamed while fidgeting with his fingers. Shaking her head she says, “there’s nothing to be sorry about here. I guess I shouldn’t be mad or anything. Just surprised is all.” She gently puts her hand down on his wrist. “Without your dad… I know you don’t want to hear it from me but… Maybe we need that birds and bees talk, you know the one?”

Hunter scoffs, “yeah.” His mom glances away then back onto him. “Obviously you know about… That. Uhm, but… Why my panties?” He sat there completely still for a moment. “I… I heard it from a friend.” He tells her. “A friend told you you can do this?” Now more curious than ever, Melissa shifts closer to Hunter, bringing her knee up on the bed. “Yeah. He said it would make a better experience.”

Melissa would be lying to herself if she said she isn’t having a warm flash of excitement come over her – wanting to know more. “Better experience? As in how?” Hunter looks into his mom’s eyes, “like… Knowing that you wore them…” There it was. She got her answer. “Oh.” It had been months since Melissa had even felt this type of affection as it had been previously buried along with the divorce, and though it is triggered by her very own son, she didn’t feel disgusted by it. In fact, the complete opposite.

She leans back, propping herself up by her hand while the other hand lands on Hunter’s lap with only a thin blanket between them. “So you find me attractive?” Hunter shrugs. He perhaps wanted to come out and say it but is either too shy or unsure of how own emotions. He had no history of expressing himself to her other than being her son. They have a fairly normal relation. “Yeah,” is all he mutters out. And that’s when a tent rises from the blanket, slowly, steadily and noticeably.

Melissa’s hand flinches away as she sees her son’s erection spring beneath the blanket and at this point it had come clear to her – she is turned on. “Uhm. Maybe you can show me how you … You know.” Hunter nods as he begins to slide the blanket down but gets stopped by his mom handing her the used panties. “With these, son…” Hunter gulps. He hesitantly snatches the panties from her. Meanwhile, Melissa gets more situated on his bed and helps him pull the blanket off the rest of his body. Hunter slides down his boxers to which his mom takes them off from around his ankles and tosses them in the laundry basket sitting on the floor.

With his dick hard and erect, of course he isn’t that big, he demonstrates without a word how he uses his mom’s panties by wrapping them around his member and would begin stroking. Melissa’s eyes glued to his fist bobbed around her red panties and dick, and she could no longer contain herself and reached between her thighs and rubbed her wet pussy through the fabric of her booty shorts.

Hunter noticing his mom touching herself made him stroke faster and as if a race, she rubs her pussy faster. For a couple minutes this went on until Hunter throws a spout of frustration. “I can’t do it.” Melissa stops playing with herself to comfort him. “What do you mean?” He sighs, “with you watching it’s too hard to focus. I don’t know.” She caresses his inner thigh, “want to have me do it for you?” Hunter’s eyes expand and he’s struck. “Uh…” And before another word could be said, his mom tenderly grasps his dick in her hand and strokes it.

Hunter’s eyes nearly roll back in his head as he lays back against his pillow. His mom stroking him off, sending him into a state of pure hormonal bliss. Using his own hand or even a pair of his mom’s panties never felt this good. And before he knew it, he found himself twitching as if having a series of muscle spasms all at once and a flurry of rushed fluids springing through his dick while her hand bobs up and down. He shoots a rope of cum – some landing on his stomach and the rest oozing on his mom’s hand.

Melissa smiles proudly at what they had accomplished together. The devious act sent a shockwave through her body and unbeknownst to him – she is just wanting to get started. “Oh, woah…” Hunter lays there, stunned. Melissa wipes off the cum on the blanket. “Better experience?” They laugh. She always aimed to make her son happy. The laughter dialed down into a more somber tone as their eyes locked. Eyes filled with lust and the silence lingered on while she swoops her head in to kiss her son across his lips. Surprisingly, he is a good kisser and has obviously gotten practice from somewhere. She didn’t need to coach him there, however she wondered if he’s this good on the lips maybe he can satisfy her other lips.

Melissa peels away from their short and sweet kissing session to lean back on the bed and joins her thighs together and slides off her shorts, exposing her pussy to him. She has a patch of hair above her otherwise clean pussy. Hunter just stares. Perhaps he has seen pussy in the internet but never in person, especially of all people, his mother’s.

She gently caresses two of her fingers between her pussy lips while her eyes stare onto him like daggers. Hunter remains in awe, quivering timidly as she rubs her clit and fingers herself. “Mmm,” she moans, teasing him with how amazing it must feel. This makes the hairs on Hunter’s skin stand as well as his dick. Melissa then triggers her index finger at him, “you want to taste mommy?” He knew exactly what she meant by that and despite being nervous and new to this, he sat up eagerly and dove his head right between his mother’s thighs and with some degree of hesitation, he started off by swiping his tongue over her pussy.

Melissa moans, watching her son eat her out while running her fingers through his hair. As this went on, she became hot and removes her too so she is now completely butt naked. Hunter’s tongue flicks over her clit and it it been clear to her that he knew what he was doing and so, she tilts her head back and enjoys the amazing sensation out on by him.

Her toes curl in, her knees bent straight into the air, and her teeth clinging to her bottom lip while at last coming to an orgasm. Hunter’s tongue swirls inside her pussy, slurping her juices with his lips before the taste had got to him. He darts his head up, wiping his mouth and catching his breath. Melissa sits up with him. “Mmm wow, you know what you just did?” Hunter nods. He had watched porn and wasn’t at all completely oblivious and needless to say was surprised himself by how he performed.

His mom then leans over him and kisses his lips with passion before shoving him down on his back and that’s when she slings one leg over his head and sits her ass down on his face – smothering him. Hunter took to it naturally and dives his face between her ass cheeks, poking the tip of his tongue inside her asshole.

Meanwhile, Melissa wraps her mouth around his dick and sucks it, bobbing her head up and down. For his age, his size isn’t all that big yet so she is able to deep throat it with ease. Her nose dabs against his balls that had not a single strand of hair on them. She cups his balls in her palm while sucking his dick.

Hunter kept on stuffing his face between his mom’s thicc ass, craving it more and more and even loving the musty sweet smell of her ass and wet pussy. He groped her thighs and she sat up and grinded her pussy across his face while using her hand to stroke his dick.

She then climbs off of him, spins around to face him and straddles his lap. “I think this is more educational than birds and bees talk,” she smiles while reaching behind and guiding his dick inside her pussy. “You want this?” Hunter nods, infatuated by the sight of his mom on top of him. Once all the way inside, she sways her hips back and forth in a very sensual fashion.

Hunter grabs her hips and is speechless. It felt so incredible and unlike anything he had ever felt and probably ever will. His mom continues to ride his dick effortlessly while moaning up a storm. The lunge of her hips became more gradual as she picked up her pace. Her hands propped on his chest for upper body support as she grinds him so deep that his balls rub against her ass.

“Oh, mom” he groans while his dick pulsates outside of his control. “Mm, son” she fucks him harder and faster to the point his entire bed rocks and makes a squeaky sound. Hunter’s grip tightens on his mom’s soft and big ass. “Spank me, son” and he does just that. He spanks her ass which seems to escalate her riding to fuck him vigorously – not at all letting up. “Ughh I might cum” he grunts. She looks down at him and sets her hands upon his knees and then bounces up and down on his throbbing dick. With each bounce, her tits jiggle prompting him to grope them, and to him they are the softest thing he’s ever held.

“Ohhhh yes,” she pants heavily and cums all over his dick as her face and chest are blushed red. She mounts off his dick and bends over on her hands and knees and following behind her, her son gets onto his knees and shoves his dick inside her pussy and gets to work. His hands grasp her waist as he fucks her from behind and every contact makes their flesh clap – his waist pounding her thicc ass repeatedly until he can’t hold back anymore. “I’m going to cum.” He stutters with a winded breath. “Cum inside me, it’s ok” she moans, while reaching back between her thighs and rubbing her clit. “Ughh” Hunter empties himself inside her, filling his mom’s pussy up with every drop of his cum.

Tiredly, they roll over on the bed. Hunter the most exhausted. Melissa catches her breath and pecks a kiss on her son’s cheek. “Did you enjoy that?” He stares up at the ceiling, “you wouldn’t believe it.” She laughs and scoots herself off his bed and fetches her shorts and puts them back on and her tank top. “Uhm.. anyways, there’s breakfast in the kitchen. Help yourself to it, I’ll be in there in a minute.” And with that, Melissa takes the laundry basket and exits her son’s bedroom – leaving him naked on the bed. Surprised.

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