Mom's Christmas Present

(Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Christmas had always been Christie’s favorite time of year, just as it was with most people she knew, but in her case it was special for another reason.  Ever since she and her husband had divorced six years ago it had been just she and her son, Curt, sharing the holiday together.  Christie’s ex had turned out to be a real shit, running off with his secretary who was fifteen years younger than him and totally disowning his own family along the way.  Once the divorce was final and Christie had taken him for everything he had, she hadn’t had any contact with him except for the monthly allotment payment to her checking account for the alimony he owed her.  She was a legal secretary by profession which not only gave her a leg up when it came time to take her cheating husband to court, it also provided her with a pretty substantial paycheck.  When combined with the hefty alimony payments she was receiving from her ex, she was more than comfortable and was able to give Curt the upbringing he deserved.

Part of that upbringing was sending him to the college of his choice, with the only bad thing being that it was out of state so she didn’t get to see her son as much as she would have if he’d chosen to go to the local community college instead.  But she wanted to make him happy in any way she could, so she sent him where he wanted to go.  It had been rough on her, being alone in the house for the first time, but she handled it as best she could.  She had been so caught up in raising her son that she never gave any thought to dating while Curt was living at home, and now that he was gone she had to admit that the nights got pretty lonely sometimes.  Curt was always around to take her mind off of the fact that she didn’t have a man in her life except him, and now that he was gone that fact became glaringly clear to her. 

Painfully clear at times, so much so that the very expensive and very realistic dildo she had bought with her ex’s money couldn’t make the aching go away completely.  She hoped that with Curt in the house again things would get back to a manageable state like it was before he left, or at least so that she didn’t ache for a man’s touch as much as she had been lately.

Curt was home for two weeks, from the week before Christmas to just after New Year’s, and the first week had been nothing short of fabulous.  In many ways it was like he’d never left – they picked up right where they had left off, going out to eat, just sitting and talking, enjoying each other’s company just like they always had.  At the end of the last day of the week Christie was lying in her bed, thinking about how good it was to have her son back with her again, how good looking and downright handsome he was, and wondering just how many girls he’d been with since he had been gone.

That led her to wonder just what kind of lover he was, and what he looked like naked – what his penis looked like naked now that he was all grown up, that is.  This wasn’t the first time these thoughts had run through Christie’s mind, but the separation and his return had made them more intense than they used to be.  She knew it was wrong for her to be having these thought about her own son, but she couldn’t help the way she felt.  Her son was a handsome and downright sexy young man, and even though she knew it was wrong for her to feel the way she did, she was sexually attracted to him and that was all there was to it. 

As she was lying there imagining what her son looked like naked and what kind of lover he was, her hand absently wandered down her flat stomach to her mound, rubbing gently as she closed her eyes and let her imagination wander.  She slipped her fingers inside her panties and ran her fingers through the light patch of pubic hair to her pussy, and she was surprised to find that she was wet – very wet.  She slipped two fingers easily inside her pussy, rubbing her mound and her clit firmly, her pussy hot, wet, and tight around her fingers.  It didn’t take long for her to have a shattering orgasm, the waves of pleasure crashing through her body like a thunderclap.  She bit her lip to keep from crying out and waking her son, her body shaking as the powerful orgasm shook her body like a rag doll.  When it was over she was left gasping for breath, her fingers and hand soaked, the room filled with the aroma of her musk.  When she drifted off to sleep a few minutes later she did so with thoughts of her son in her mind and a smile on her face.

She awoke the next morning feeling better and more satisfied than she had in months, and it showed in her demeanor.  Curt noticed it right away, saying something about it at breakfast.

“Gee, Mom, you’re certainly in a good mood this morning,” he said, smiling at her as she flitted about the kitchen fixing breakfast.

“Well, a good night’s sleep will do that for you, I guess,” she said, coming over to the table and putting a glass of orange juice down in front of him, then putting one in front of her place at the table.  Neither of them drank coffee, so juice was the order of the day.

‘And I always sleep good after I’ve had the kind of orgasm I had last night, thanks to you!’ she thought to herself as she smiled at her handsome son, glancing down at his crotch as she did.  She walked back over to the counter and picked up two plates with ham, eggs, and hash browns on them, then walked back over to the table and put one down in front of him and the other at her place.  Then she went over and sat down, enjoying breakfast with her son. 

“I suppose the fact that it’s Christmas Eve has something to do with it as well?” Curt asked.

“That’s certainly a big part of it, yes,” she replied. “Especially since I get to spend it with my son,” she said, smiling at him.  “So what’s on your agenda for today?” she asked, smiling at him.  ‘God, I want to fuck you so bad!’ she thought to herself.

“I’m going to head over and see a friend of mine from college who lives about 30 miles from here, a guy named Austin,” he said, pausing to swallow his mouthful of eggs.  “We met at a football game and got to talking, and come to find out we have a lot in common.  He and his mom, Audrey, went through the same thing a year and a half ago that you and I went through this past year – her husband left her for a younger woman, too, and it raised hell with her and Austin.  But they made it through, so if they can make it I’m sure we can, too!”  he said.  He had no idea just how Austin and his mom had made it through, as Austin had been sworn to secrecy by his mom. 

“So you need to borrow the car, then,” Christie said, smiling at him. 

“If I can, yeah,” Curt replied, returning her smile.  “I’ll make it up to you, I promise!”

“No need for that, honey, you’re welcome to use the car any time you like!” she said, reaching over the small table and taking him by the hand.  “Will you be home in time for dinner?” she asked.

“Oh, way before that,” he replied as she took her hand away and sat up in her chair again.  “I should be home in mid-afternoon or somewhere thereabouts,” he said.

“That’s fine, honey, just be careful and have a good time,” she said, meaning it.  “I’ll be here waiting for you when you get home,” she said.

“Thanks, Mom!” Curt said, returning her smile.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully with Curt returning home around one o’clock in the afternoon just as he said he would.  They spent a pleasant Christmas Eve afternoon and evening at home, ending the day by watching a Christmas movie on TV before heading to bed. 

Half an hour later Christie was lying naked in bed, still awake, unable to turn her mind off from the erotic thoughts she was having about her son.  She decided that maybe a soda would help, so she got up, put on her short silk blue robe, and padded quietly down the hall towards the kitchen to get her drink.  When she passed Curt’s room she had to be especially quiet because his door wasn’t completely closed, the door cracked open just a bit.  The room was dark, but she could hear Curt talking on his cell phone although she had no idea who he was talking to.

“I’m tellin’ ya, man, your mom is a fox,” she heard him say, “ a downright fox!  Why your dad left her for another woman is beyond me,” he said, causing Christie to correctly guess that he was talking to Austin.  She stopped outside his door to listen for a moment, her curiosity getting the better of her.

“No, man, I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you at all,” he said, pausing for a moment before continuing.  “What goes on between you and your mom is your business, and nobody else’s.  Besides, if I were you I’d fuck her, too, the way your mom looks and all!”

Christie stifled a gasp, her hand coming up to her mouth as she realized what Curt and Austin were talking about.  ‘So that’s how they were able to handle Austin’s dad leaving his mom!’ she thought to herself.

“Hell, man, you oughta see my mom,” she heard Curt say, “talk about a fox!  My mom is a MILF first class, and I think my dad is crazy for leaving her,” he said.  “She’s built like a brick shithouse with a pair of tits worth dying for, and she has an ass like an onion – it makes you wanna cry!” he said, chuckling.  His words were having two effects on Christie; the first was to make her smile, and the second was to cause her pussy to start to get wet.  She put her hand on her mound and rubbed, being very careful not to make a sound as she listened to Curt.

“Yeah, I know, I know,” Curt said, pausing for a moment while Austin spoke.  “But you did it, so why not me?  I mean, hell, I’d fuck my mom in a minute if I had the chance!  But with my luck that’ll never happen, you know?”  Christie’s eyes flew open at this, and a wry smile crossed her face a moment later.

‘Your luck is about to change!’ she thought to herself, feeling her pussy flood at the thought.  Forgetting about the drink she turned around and padded quietly back to her room, closing the door quietly and then immediately going to her nightstand to retrieve her lifelike dildo and take care of business.  She stripped out of the robe and let it fall to the floor, then flopped down on the bed and pushed the big dildo into her pussy.  She was so wet and ready that it slid right in, not needing any lubricant at all, and within a matter of minutes Christie was having the most intense orgasm she’d had in longer than she could remember.  When it was over it left her gasping for breath, a satisfied smile on her face.

“And the next time I cum it’s not going to be with a dildo,” she said quietly to herself, “it’s going to be with my son’s hard cock inside me!  Now all I have to do is figure out how to make it happen,” she said, her brow furrowing at the thought.  She thought about it for a minute or so, then smiled when the idea hit her.  The smile turned into a grin the more she thought about it, and it only took a moment for her to decide that this was how she was going to do it.  Then she got under the covers and turned onto her side, falling asleep within moments, a smile on her face.

She woke up early the next morning, wanting to be fresh and clean for her son when she gave him what she hoped was going to be his best Christmas present ever.  She pulled out a set of see-through, red lacy lingerie that she had bought to wear for her husband before he left her, and he never got to see it as he left before Christmas that year.  So as it was about to turn out, Curt would be the first man to see her in it.  And as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her room, she thought she looked pretty damned good, every bit the foxy MILF her son thought she was.

Christie was 5’6” tall and weighed 120 pounds, the efforts to keep her figure slim and trim after giving birth to her son paying off in spades.  Her stomach was flat and lean, her waist tapered, her legs long and shapely, and her bust full and bouncy.  Her breasts didn’t sag anywhere near as much as she thought they would after being pregnant, and right now she was wearing a 35D bra.  She wore her dyed blond hair in a short pageboy style, and her pubic mound was covered with a closely trimmed patch of also-dyed pubic hair.  Her outer lips were shaven smooth, and she could hardly wait to feel her son’s fingers and, if she was really lucky, his lips on them before the morning was over.

She had forgotten just how good the lacy lingerie looked on her, and she smiled as she turned to look at herself at all angles in the mirror.  Her pert nipples with their small areola were clearly visible beneath the red see-through material, and she could feel them start to harden as she thought about what the morning was going to bring.  Then she put on her blue silk robe, wrapping it around her waist and tying it closed with the sash.  She heard her son moving around in the living room, so she left her room and came into the living room to start the celebration.  Curt smiled when he saw her come into the room.

‘Damn, she looks good!’ he thought to himself.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart!” she said cheerily, walking over to Curt and kissing her son on the cheek, a big smile on her face and her nipples as hard as rocks.

“Merry Christmas, Mom!” Curt replied, hugging her for a moment.

“So let’s see what Santa has left for us under the tree, shall we?” she said, walking over to the tree and bending over to pick up a present with her son’s name on it.  She intentionally kept her legs straight and bent over at the waist, knowing that her robe would ride up and give her son a good view of her legs and possibly her ass as well.  She was right, and Curt’s breath caught in his throat as he got a glimpse of his mom’s ass and smooth-shaven outer lips beneath the red see-through panties. 

‘Holy shit!’ he thought to himself, quickly giving his mom a smile when she stood up and turned around to face him.

‘Gotcha!’ she thought to herself, catching a glimpse of her son’s face as she turned around.

“Here you go, son!  Merry Christmas!” she said again, handing him his gift.

They exchanged gifts for the next ten minutes or so, each of them having four under the tree.  Christie managed to give him another glimpse of her ass and pussy, and even worked in a view of her cleavage down the front of her robe after she pulled it open enough to give him the view she wanted him to have.  She knew she was having the desired effect on her son when she caught a glimpse of him adjusting himself in his lounge pants, trying to hide the growing bulge of his cock as she teased him.  They usually both wore t-shirts and lounge pants around the house in the morning, so Curt wasn’t used to seeing Christie wearing the sexy lingerie and robe that she was.  All he knew was that it was getting more difficult to hide his growing erection from his mom as his cock got harder and harder from the show she was putting on.

“Well, it looks like that’s it for the presents,” he said as he sat on the other end of the couch from where his mom sat, trying to keep her attention away from what was going on in his crotch.

“Not quite, sweetheart, you still have one more present to unwrap,” she said, looking over at him with a smile on her face, her heart racing.

‘It’s now or never!’ she thought to herself.

“I do?” he asked, looking around.  “Where is it?”

“Right here, sweetheart,” she said, standing up and walking over to stand in front of him as he sat on the couch.  “It’s me.  You get to unwrap me,” she said, her voice breathless with excitement and anticipation.

“What?” Curt said, taken completely by surprise.  “Unwrap…you?”

“Yes, me,” she replied, looking down into his eyes, a surprised look on his face.  “I wore something very special for you this morning, and now it’s time for you to unwrap me so you can see it,” she said, a soft smile of anticipation on her face.  “Just pull this bow right here,” she said, pointing to the sash tied in a bow around her waist.

Curt looked at his mom’s face, then looked down at the bow at her waist, then looked back up at her face again.  She smiled and nodded at him, and he could see her chest rising and falling quickly with her increased breathing.  He looked down at the bow at her waist again and reached out, taking on of the ends in his hands and pulling.

‘This can’t be happening!  This just can’t be happening!’ he thought to himself as he pulled the bow loose, the ends of the sash dropping away and the robe falling open to reveal the lacy red lingerie beneath.  She took a step back and pulled the robe completely open, then slid it from her shoulders to let it fall on the floor around her feet.  Curt’s breath caught in his throat again as he got a look at his mom’s spectacular body, and he could feel his cock responding at the sight.  His mom’s nipples were clearly visible inside the cups of the bra, and when he looked down at her crotch he could clearly see her closely trimmed bush beneath the material of the panties. 

Christie’s breath was coming quickly now, her heart pounding as she stood before her son, watching his eyes as they traveled up and down the length of her body.  She could feel how hard her nipples were, and she felt her pussy getting wet in anticipation of what she hoped was about to happen.

“Well?  What do you think?” she asked breathlessly, putting her hands on her hips and cocking one knee in front of her.  Her nipples were so hard they ached, and her pussy was getting wetter by the moment.  She turned around so Curt could see that the panties she was wearing were a thong, and she heard his sharp intake of breath as he got his first look at her nearly naked rounded ass. 

“Do you like your present?” she said as she turned around to face him again.  Curt paused for a moment before answering, entranced by the sight of the sexy woman standing in front of him.  Finally he looked up into her eyes and spoke.

“I love my present! I think you’re the hottest, sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!”  he said, his voice a little unsure.

“Am I a MILF?” she asked, teasing him to get him to relax, her heart pounding in her chest as she spoke.

“Oh, yeah, you’re a MILF,” he replied, smiling for the first time as he let his eyes roam up and down her body again.  “You’re definitely a MILF!”

“Would you like to fuck me, then?” she asked, her voice a breathless whisper.  Curt’s eyes flew up to hers at this, his mouth falling open as he stared at her for a moment.

‘Did she say that?’ he thought to himself, ‘Did my mom really just ask me if I wanted to fuck her?’

“Mom, I…” he stammered, unsure of what to say but finally figuring what the hell. 

“In the worst way!” he said, looking up into her eyes, his voice low and his cock getting harder by the moment.

“I was so hoping you’d say that!” she said breathlessly, a smile crossing her face.  “Slide over a bit, honey,” she said, motioning for him to slide over into the middle of the couch.  He slid over, and as soon as he did Christie climbed onto his lap facing him, sitting on his lap and directly on the hardening tube of his cock.  She smiled when she felt his growing erection beneath her.

“You’re not done unwrapping your present yet, you know,” she said, looking into his eyes as she spoke, her voice soft and low as she tapped the clasp in the front of her bra between the two cups.  Without a word Curt reached up and unfastened the clasp, and as soon as he did Christie pulled the cups aside and set her big breasts free right in front of him.  She slipped the bra from her shoulders and dropped it onto the couch, her breasts swaying with her movements.  She looked at him and grinned at the expression on his face, then spoke to break him out of his trance.

“It’s okay to touch them, sweetheart,” she said, her voice soft.  “After all, it’s part of your present, you know,” she said. 

Curt was mesmerized by the sight of his mom’s naked breasts right there in front of his face, and it took him a moment to react.  He reached up and put his hands on his mom’s breasts, tentatively squeezing them in his hands, feeling the hard nipples pressing against his palms.  They were full and firm in his hands, and Christie moaned softly as he tentatively squeezed them in his hands.

“Go ahead, honey, squeeze them,” she said, her voice a breathy whisper, “squeeze them as hard as you want.  I love having my breasts squeezed, and it’s been so long since I had a man squeeze them!” she said, looking into his eyes.  Curt did as she told him to, and Christie moaned with her head back and her eyes closed as he squeezed them more firmly.

“That’s it, baby, harder,” she moaned, putting her hands on top of his, “Squeeze them harder!”  He did, as she moaned again, grinding her hips down on his hard cock beneath her.  She lifted her head and opened her eyes, then leaned forward and put one hand on the back of the couch next to his head while she put her other hand on the back of his head and pulled his face into one of her big breasts.  Curt knew what she wanted, so he clamped his lips around the hard nub of her nipple and sucked on it hard, his hand still gripping her other breast firmly.

“Yesssss, baby, yessss!” Christie moaned, closing her eyes and smiling as the pleasurable sensations of his sucking on her nipple shot through her.  She pressed his face harder into her breast, moaning as he sucked on her nipple and nipped at it with his teeth.

‘God, he’s good!’ she thought to herself as Curt pulled his head back from her breast a little, his lips clamped securely around her nipple as he sucked on it hard.  She pushed her mound down onto the growing lump of his cock, feeling her long-denied pussy getting wetter by the second.  Curt sucked on her hard nipple for a moment more, then switched to the other one, repeating what he had just done.

“Ohhhh, my God, that feels so good!” Christie moaned, moving her hips on the hard bulge of his cock, her arousal growing by the moment.

‘I can’t believe this is happening!’ Curt thought to himself as he sucked on one of his mom’s nipples while squeezing the other breast in his hand, pinching the hard nub between his thumb and forefinger.  Christie gasped at this, and he felt her hips twitch as she pushed her mound down onto his bulge harder.  He had dreamed about this moment for so long, and now that it was finally happening he just couldn’t believe it.  His cock was fully erect by now, leaking precum like a river, and between that and his mom’s soaking wet pussy rubbing against his crotch the front of his lounge pants was now soaked through.

“I think it’s time I unwrapped you now!” Christie said, abruptly getting up from his lap and pulling her breasts away from his lips and hands.  She stood up in front of him and leaned over, quickly untying his lounge pants and then grabbing them by the sides and yanking them down his hips.  His hard cock sprang out, and Christie’s eyes locked onto it as she pulled his pants completely off. 

‘My God, but he’s got a beautiful cock!’ she thought to herself as she saw her son’s hard cock for the first time.  ‘I can’t wait to get it inside me!’

Curt put his legs together and lifted his hips to help her, and when she hand pulled his pants off and tossed them aside she spread his knees apart wide with her hands, immediately dropping to her knees in between them.  Her desire and her blatant need for him was burning at a fever pitch by now, and she wasted no time in getting down to business.  Normally she would have teased his cock and balls with her lips and tongue before sliding her mouth down onto it, but today was different.  She’d save the foreplay and teasing for later, right now she wanted his hard cock in her mouth and then in her pussy. 

Without a word she grabbed his hard cock in her hand and held it up, then dove down and took nearly all of it in her mouth, opening her lips and mouth wide and engulfing it in her mouth.  She clamped her lips around the hard shaft and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing in with the suction she was applying.  She began sliding her mouth up and down on his cock, her head bobbing up and down as she did, one hand gripping the base of his cock tightly and pumping it in time with her head while her other hand was gripping his heavy balls, massaging and tugging on them as she sucked his cock.

‘Holy shit!’ Curt thought to himself as he watched his mom aggressively sucking his cock.  She was going at him like a woman possessed, and he correctly assumed that it was all the years of being deprived of a real cock that was driving her passion now.  All he knew was he was glad that he was the object of her passion and desires; he also knew that if his mom kept going the way she was, he’d be blowing his load into her mouth in no time at all.

“Mom, you keep that up and you’re gonna make me cum in your mouth,” he warned.  Christie lifted her head from his cock briefly and looked up at him, smiling as she spoke.

“That’s the whole idea, sweetheart,” she gasped, panting for breath.  “I want you to cum in my mouth now so you won’t cum too fast when I fuck you afterwards!” she said.  Then she dove back down onto his cock and began sucking him even harder and faster, urging him on to orgasm.

It didn’t take more than 90 seconds after that for his orgasm to hit, and Curt groaned loudly as his cock exploded in his mom’s mouth.  His hips bucked upwards as the first blast of cum erupted from his cock, into his mom’s mouth and down her throat.  Christie cried out around his cock in her mouth as he came, sucking on him harder and pumping his cock with her hands, feeling the shaft pulsing and throbbing in her hand as he filled her mouth with his cum.  She hung on while his cock pumped and pulsed in her mouth, tugging on his balls as his orgasm ran its course.  When he finished cumming he was left panting for breath, and Christie felt his body relax and his hips fall back onto the couch as his orgasm faded.  She slid her mouth slowly up his cock, sliding her lips over the head of his cock, maintaining the suction until her lips slipped from the tip.  She held her head up and looked at him, then opened her mouth to show him her mouthful of his cum, lifting her tongue up through it and rolling it around in her mouth before closing her lips and swallowing it.

“Mmmmm, your cum tastes good!” she cooed, licking her lips as she smiled up at him.

“Oh, my God, Mom, that was so fuckin’ hot!” Curt said, returning her smile.

“Never had a girl do that for you before?” she asked, and Curt shook his head in reply.  “Well, honey, there are a lot of things I’m going to do for you later, but right now I want to feel this hard cock of yours inside me!” she said, dropping her head back down to his still hard cock and sucking on it for a moment or two just to make sure he was as hard as he possibly could be.  Then she stood up, releasing his cock from her lips and hand, looking down at him as she slid the thong panties down over her hips and down her legs, letting them drop to the floor and then stepping out of them.  She was now totally naked in front of him, and as much as she would have loved to stand there and let him admire her for a few moments she didn’t, immediately climbing back up onto his lap.  She needed to feel his cock inside her, needed him to fuck her, and she needed it right now.

Christie moved up into position, one knee on the couch on either side of his hips, her big tits right in front of Curt’s face as she reached down to grasp his cock and hold it up.  She lowered her hips down onto his cock, rubbing it quickly between her smooth-shaven outer lips before placing the head against her opening and sitting down, engulfing his hard cock with her tight, wet pussy.

“AAHHHHHHH!” she moaned, closing her eyes and holding her head back as she impaled herself on his hard dick.  Curt moaned as well as he felt his mom’s very tight and very wet pussy sliding down onto his cock.  She took nearly all of him when she sat down on his cock, and it only took a couple of thrusts of her hips up and down on his shaft before she had him completely inside her pussy.  She felt his balls pressing against her ass, and she moaned again as she ground her hips down onto and around his cock.

“Ohhhhh, my God, your cock feels so good inside me!” she gasped, looking him in the eyes as she slowly ground her hips around on him.  His hands came up to her big breasts and squeezed, making Christie moan.  She put her hands on the back of his and squeezed, urging him to squeeze them harder.

“That’s it, baby, that’s it,” she moaned as she began rocking her hips, sliding her pussy up and down on the length of his hard cock, “squeeze my tits!  Squeeze them hard, make me cum all over your hard cock!” she moaned as she rode him, slowly at first but gradually increasing the pace of her hips moving on his cock.  Curt maintained his grip on his mom’s tits as she put her hands on the back of the couch on either side of his head, bracing herself as she moved up and down, sliding her wet pussy up and down the length of his cock over and over again.  She could feel her orgasm building quickly, and knew that it was only going to be a matter of seconds before she came all over his cock.

“I’m gonna cum, baby, I’m gonna cum!” she gasped, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging open as she rode his cock hard and fast.  Then she came, crying out loudly as her orgasm exploded inside her, her hips a blur as she moved them from front to back to ride his cock while keeping her upper body still.  Curt could feel her pussy clutching and squeezing at his cock as she came, and if he hadn’t just cum himself this would certainly have set him off.  But she had made him cum fast for a reason, and this was it - she wanted to enjoy herself with him and his cock for as long as she could, and she was intent on doing just that.  She was cumming hard, groaning as her orgasm shook her, and Curt could feel her pussy flooding.  He could feel her juices running down his cock onto his balls as she rode him, riding out the last of her orgasm.  When it was over it left her gasping for breath, and she looked down at him with a smile on her face as she sat down on his cock, holding still as she tried to catch her breath.

“Oh, my God, I needed that!” she gasped, grinning at him.  “I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I had a real cock inside me when I came!”

“I just can’t believe it’s mine!” Curt said, still in amazement at what was happening. 

“I’ve wanted you for a long time, sweetheart,” his mom said, looking down into his eyes with a soft, loving smile on her face as she sat on his cock.  “I just didn’t know how to tell you, and I never knew that you wanted me, too,” she said. 

“How did you find out?” he asked, taking his hands from her breasts and resting them on the tops of her thighs as she sat on him.

“I overheard your conversation with Austin last night,” she admitted.  “I was walking past your room to get a drink from the refrigerator and your door was partly open, and, well, I’m sorry, sweetheart, I heard what you said about Austin and his mom, and about how you thought I was a hot MILF and that you wanted to, well, you wanted to fuck me,” she explained, the words rambling out.  “I’m sorry, son, I really am, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, and I promise I’ll never tell anyone about Austin and his mom,” she said. 

“Especially since we’re now doing the same thing, huh, Mom?” he asked, smiling up at her.

“Yes, honey, especially since we’re now doing the same thing!” she said, returning his smile.  “And speaking of that, how about you lay me down on the couch and fuck me until you cum again?” she said, gripping his still-hard cock with her pussy muscles.

“I can do that!” he replied, gripping her by her waist and picking her up from his lap and tossing her to the side onto the couch.  He quickly stripped his shirt off and tossed it aside, his eagerness showing, and Christie laughed as he moved into position.  She was lying on her back as he grabbed her legs and spread them wide, the hard shaft of his cock shiny with her juices as it bobbed in front of him.  He reached down and grabbed her by the hips, yanking her closer to him, then reached down and grasped his cock in his hand.  He pointed it down at the opening of her pussy and immediately pushed forward, pushing the head of his cock back into Christie’s still wet pussy.

“OH!” she gasped as he entered her again, wrapping her long legs around his waist as he leaned forward to brace himself above her with one hand on the couch cushion on either side of her head.  She scooted her hips over towards the edge of the couch to give them more room to move, and moaned again when Curt thrust forward hard, driving his cock deep inside her.

“MMMMMMMMM!” Christie moaned as he impaled her with his cock.  She reached up and grabbed his upper arms with her hands as he began thrusting, pushing his cock in and out of her wet pussy in long, deep, even strokes.  She looked up and into his eyes as he moved on top of her, and his desire for her was plain to see.  She crossed her ankles behind him and put her heels on the top of his ass, pushing down with them in time with his thrusts, urging him to fuck her hard.

Curt fucked his mom hard and steady, driving his cock in and out of her in long, deep strokes.  The room was filled with the aroma of her musk, the slight squishy sounds being made by his cock slipping in and out of his mom’s very wet pussy being music to both of their ears.  He looked down to watch his cock going in and out of her, and the sight only excited him more.

“That’s it, baby, that’s it,” Christie gasped as he continued thrusting, “just like that!  Fuck me just like that!” He looked back up into her eyes when she spoke, and the look on her face urged him to fuck her even harder.  So he did, picking up the pace just a little and thrusting a little harder, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.

“Oh my God, yes!” his mom gasped, closing her eyes as the sensations flooded through her.  “That’s gonna make me cum again!” she said, gripping his upper arms tightly with her hands.  Curt continued thrusting, driving her closer and closer to orgasm, and it wasn’t long before she came.

“AAAAAHHHH!” Christie cried out as a second powerful orgasm ripped through her, the waves of pleasure crashing through her body like a tidal wave.  Curt could feel her pussy gripping him as she came, her legs clamping tightly around his waist as she pushed on his ass with her heels.  She came hard, her whole body shaking, and when it was over it left her covered with a fine layer of perspiration and gasping for breath.

“Oh my God, that was good!” she gasped, looking up at her son and smiling as he continued thrusting.  “But now I want you to cum, honey,” she said, reaching up and running her hand along the side of his face. 

“You want me to cum inside you, Mom?” he asked, his youth and inexperience showing.

“Yes, baby, I want you to cum inside me,” she replied, smiling up at him.  “Put my legs up on your shoulders, grab me by my tits and fuck me hard until you cum inside me!”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Mom,” he said, still thrusting.

“You won’t hurt me, baby,” she replied, reassuring him.  “Now do what your mom tells you - put my legs up on your shoulders and fuck me hard until you cum inside me!”

“Okay, Mom,” Curt replied, smiling.  He did as she asked, putting her legs up on his shoulders and then leaning forward to grab her big breasts with both hands.  She gasped as the change in angle drove his cock deeper into her pussy while he gripped her breasts in his hands, squeezing them hard.  She reached down and grabbed the back of his thighs with both hands as he began moving, thrusting his hardness in and out of her pussy in hard, deep strokes.

“Oh my God, yes!” she cried out as he fucked her hard, “yes, baby, yes!  Just like that!  Just…like…that!” She looked up into his eyes as he pounded her hard, gripping her tits hard, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.

Curt was doing his level best to hold back, but this new position and his mom’s urging him to fuck her and cum inside her was having its effect on him.  While it was true that he’d have blown his load long before now if his mom hadn’t made him cum once already, it only took a few minutes of fucking her in this position before he felt the unmistakable stirring in his balls that heralded an approaching orgasm.  He looked deep into her eyes as he thrust in and out of her again and again, loving the feeling of her hot wetness wrapped around his hard cock.  The look on her face told him she was enjoying it too; her eyes were hooded and her mouth was open slightly, her breath coming fast as he continued thrusting in and out of her.

“Cum for me, baby,” she gasped, her voice breathless as he moved above her.  “Cum for me, cum inside me, fill me up with your cum!” she urged, pulling him closer to her with her hands on the backs of his thighs as she squeezed his cock with her pussy as hard as she could.

This was all it took to send Curt over the edge.  He began thrusting harder and faster, Christie moaning with pleasure as he did, and it was less than thirty seconds later when his orgasm hit.  Curt groaned loudly between gritted teeth as he came, thrusting his cock in and out of his mom’s pussy as it pulsed and throbbed, pumping stream after stream of hot cum deep inside her.  She cried out when she felt his cock explode inside her, gripping him tighter with her pussy.  Then he pushed forward hard, harder than ever, holding his cock deep inside her as it pumped the last of his cum out into her tunnel.  He looked down into his mom’s eyes as he held his cock still, neither of them saying a word as his orgasm finished.

When his cock finally finished pumping inside her it left them both breathless.  Curt released his mom’s tits from his grip and put his hands on the cushion on either side of her, still keeping her legs high up on his shoulders and her butt lifted up from the couch as he held his cock inside her.  After a few moments he sat back onto his haunches on the couch, letting her shapely legs fall from his shoulders and slipping his slowly softening cock out of her pussy.  With one leg draped off of the side of the couch and the other resting against the back of the couch Christie just lay there, her breasts heaving as she fought to catch her breath.  After a moment she lifted her head and looked up at her son, smiling as she spoke.

“Wow!” was all she could manage, smiling at him as she spoke.

“Wow is right!” Curt replied, returning her smile.  Her big breasts were red from where he had been squeezing them, and he felt bad when he saw it.

“Sorry about that, Mom,” he said, nodding towards her breasts.  “I guess I kinda got carried away!”

“Nonsense, son,” she said, her hands coming up to her breasts and massaging them gently.  “You did exactly what I told you to do, which was exactly what I needed, and for that I am very, very grateful,” she said, meaning it.  Then she sat up, propping herself up on her elbows as she spoke again.

“So did you like your Christmas present?” she asked, a wry grin on her face.

“I’ll say!” he replied, returning her grin.  “Best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten!” 

Christie sat up then, sliding back from him a bit and bringing the leg resting against the couch down to tuck it under her, the other leg hanging off of the couch with her foot on the floor.  She reached forward and took him by the hands as she spoke, looking into his eyes at the same time.

“This doesn’t have to be a one-time thing, honey,” she said, her voice soft.  “I mean, if that’s what you want then okay, but I have to tell you that I did this just as much for me as I did for you,” she said.  Now that she’d broken the ice with him and they had become lovers she desperately wanted it to continue, at least for the rest of the time he was home.  But she was hoping he’d want to take it beyond that, and held her breath as he responded.

“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing, Mom,” he said in a soft voice, much to her delight.  “I’ve wanted this with you for a long time, and now that it’s happened I want it to happen again, and to keep happening for as long as possible.  Is that selfish of me?” he asked, his youth showing again.

“No, honey, it’s not,” she replied, smiling at him and squeezing his hands in hers.  “Not any more selfish than it is for me to want it to happen again too, as many times as possible while you’re here, and then again when you come home for spring break!” she said, her excitement showing. 

“And all summer long, too!” he said, returning her smile.

“Yes, honey, and all summer long, too!” she replied.  “But there is one thing, though, and this is very important,” she began, but Curt cut her off by saying what she was thinking.

“I know, Mom, we can’t tell anybody about this,” he said.

“Not even Austin,” she said.  “To be honest he shouldn’t have told you about him and his mom, but in a backhanded way I’m glad he did because if he hadn’t you never would have had that conversation with him that I overheard, and then this never would have happened.  But still, sweetheart, you can’t tell him or anyone else about us, ever,” she said insistently.

“I know, Mom, and I won’t,” he said, “I promise.”

“Thank you, Curt,” she said, looking into his eyes.

“He only told me about it when I went to see him yesterday, and it’s not so much that he told me more than I guessed what was going on by the way he was talking about her,” he said.  “I asked him about it and after a few minutes he gave in and told me what was going on.  His mom would kill him if she found out he told me about them,” he said.

“Understandably so, I might add,” Christie said.  “Then you have to make sure you don’t talk about me the way he did about his own mom.  Do you think you can do that, sweetheart?” she asked.

“Yes, Mom, I can,” he replied, nodding his head.  “I’m sure of it.”

“Thank you, son,” she said, smiling.

“I love you, Mom,” he said, his voice soft.

“I love you, too, sweetheart,” she replied.  She leaned over and kissed him then, softly, their lips touching for the first time.  She let her lips linger on his for a few moments before sitting back, smiling at him.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” she said, smiling.

“Merry Christmas, Mom,” he replied, returning her smile.

Fini.