Gary Johns: A Mother’s Mistakes

"Thank you sweetheart," Allison said taking the box and opening it. Inside was a gold ankle bracelet with a small heart attached. "It’s beautiful. It looks expensive. Where did you get the money?"

"Here and there. I’ve been working after school some, mowing some lawns."

"You didn’t spend the savings you had for your car did you?"

Chris hesitated.

"Chris, you shouldn’t have done that."

"Open the heart," he said.

Allison used her fingernails to open the tiny heart. Inside was a miniaturized picture of Chris and her kissing. She gasped in surprise. "Where did you get that picture?"

"Remember when we were at the mall a few weeks ago."

Allison remembered. They had gone into one of those dollar photo cubicles that take six or so pictures. The two of them had made funny faces, sticking out their tongues etc., until Chris turned to her suddenly and kissed her. When they got the pictures out, she made him promise to destroy that one. Obviously he hadn’t.

"Sorry Mom, I couldn’t bring myself to destroy it. It was one of the happiest days of my life."

"Oh Chris," Allison said as tears welled up in her eyes again. She put the bracelet on her ankle and whispered, "I’ll wear it always." Then she pressed her lips to his.

Chris wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back with passion. His tongue slipped into her mouth as he wedged his way between her legs, pushing her skirt high on her thighs.

When Allison pulled away, she was breathless and her eyes were on fire. She reached for her blouse and began to unbutton it, slowly opening it until she could slip it off her shoulders, leaving her in her bra.

Chris quickly unsnapped the hook between her breasts, freeing both orbs. "Mmmm, they already look bigger. I wonder if there is any milk in them yet." With that he lifted one and began to suck.

Allison held his head and let him suck… nurse… for a long while. If her sex lips had not been swollen and pulsing, it would have felt like he was a baby at her breasts again. She pushed him away and made him stand. With trembling hands she opened his pants and dropped them to the floor. Then she reached inside his shorts and brought out his throbbing penis. "It’s my turn to nurse," she whispered as she took the head into her mouth.

With half close eyes, Chris watched his mother suck him. He had seen it a hundred times, but knew that he would never grow tired of watching her work on him with her mouth. It was even more special because he knew how much she loved to do it. As he watched, she took more and more of his shaft into her mouth until the head was at the back of her throat. He trembled as he felt the familiar squeezing of her throat muscles as he went into her to his balls. "Oh God Mom," he moaned. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to work his hips back and forth, letting her take him all the way down her throat with each thrust. She could do it without gagging now.

Finally Allison pulled away. "I would love to eat your cum, but right now, I need you inside me. Besides, since I’m already pregnant, you can cum in me." With that she stood up and turned to sit on the table. She spread her legs and opened her arms in invitation.

Chris had only cum inside her on that faithful day. He had obviously wanted to do it again, but knew, until now, that it was too dangerous. Now there was nothing stopping him. He stepped forward and placed the head of his penis at her welcoming hole.

They both moaned as Chris slipped his shaft all the way into her in one movement.

Chris paused, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He kissed his mother as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Slowly he began to move in and out. The table began to rock and squeak under the pressure. It didn’t take long for him to realize that the table wasn’t going to work. He lifted his mother from the table, holding her with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Chris," his mother squealed as he lifted her from the table.

He gently went to his knees, his penis never coming out of her, and laid her on her back on the floor. "Mmmm, this is better," he said.

"Yes. Fuck me sweetie. Fuck your mother. I love you," she whispered in his ear as if someone could hear her.

"Oh God, I love you too." Chris began to pound into her now. His hips were powered by the strong emotions that were welling up in him. It was his mother, his lover, and, maybe, the mother of his child that he was screwing on the kitchen floor. She was the woman that had raised him, wiped his nose, breast fed him, and put him to bed at night. Now she was his… mind, body, and soul because she had a life growing inside her… a life he had created.

"Oh Chris," Allison gasped as a strong climax overtook her. She lifted her hips from the floor and squeezed her son’s neck tight. Waves of pleasure washed over her. She opened her eyes for a second and saw the gold heart hanging from the bracelet on her leg as it sparked in the light of the room. Her eyes shut again as the intensity of her climax suddenly grew until she could no longer think. She floated away on waves of pleasure.

The clenching of his mother’s vagina was too much for Chris. He pushed in deeply and screamed, "I’m cummmmmiiiiiiinnnnngggg." His juice shot out and into his mother’s waiting receptacle in a flood. It felt like every thing he had, down to his bone marrow, was squirting out of him and into her.

Sometime later the two of them were sitting outside on the deck enjoying the warm spring air. Chris had finally told her that he was in danger of failing a class.

"I don’t have to tell you how disappointed I am Chris."

"No," he answered.

"I blame myself for this. I have been too preoccupied with what we have been doing to pay attention to your school work."

Chris knew that was coming. "It doesn’t have anything to do with that," he lied.

"Of course it does. The question is what do we do about it? Since there is only a few weeks left of school, you don’t have much time to make it up. Have you spoken with your teacher?"

"Yes, and he said that if I get a B or better on the test coming up next week and the final exam, I will pass."

"Well, then there is hope," Allison said with a little relief. "You know of course that there is always a consequence when you screw up."

Here it comes, he thought.

"You are going to have to be punished."

"I know. But if I work hard, I can make it up."

"Well, since I am part of the problem, I have to be part of the solution."

"What does that mean?"

"First of all, it means no sex until you are finished school."

"Mommmmm," he cried. That’s weeks away. You can’t do that."

"Oh yes I can," she said with a smile. "And, you are grounded until the first test is over. If you get a B then you can go out one night during the week."

Chris wasn’t that concerned about being grounded, but no sex was more than he could handle. "Come on Mom, I promise I’ll make it up."

"You had better or you will be going to a local community college and working to pay for it." Allison paused a moment before saying, "Now, since I am part of the problem, I will make a deal with you."

Chris was all ears now.

"If you get a B on the next test and at least a B on the final, I will let you do anything you want with me." Again Allison paused and let Chris absorb what she was offering. She was using both the carrot, letting him have what he wanted, and the stick, denying him sex for several weeks.

"You mean… you mean… sexually."

"Yes."

Chris broke into a wide smile. "What if I wanted to… to… you know… do your… ass?"

Allison wasn’t surprised by his question. "Yes, that is an option."