Mommy knows best

Chapter 12

'It's easy with someone as beautiful as this.' Alex replied caressing Angela face. 'If you'd loved her the way any man in his right mind should have, this wouldn't have happened,' he added pushing his c**k deep in her.

'I think it he's right.' Angela purred looking at her boyfriend. 'But, I've wanted to do this for a long time. He's so handsome and,' she looked at the man she once loved. 'He can keep it hard for hours and he doesn't need a bunch of horny, little sluts to get it up!' Angela giggled, watching her boyfriend’s face turning red. 'He's moving in my room this weekend,' she said moving her hips in small circles, enjoying her son up her p***y. 'I have pictures of you f*****g fifteen girls',' she moaned feeling her p***y was about to blow. 'You're leaving me and if you try to even try and blackmail then I'll...' she whimpered as the fire deep in her p***y was ready to be put out. 'I'll clean you out!' Angela moaned as her hips moved faster. She needed to c*m with her son and didn't care who was watching.

'Come on baby! c*m on your sons' c**k!' Alex said with a big smile, watching shock and dismay on the older man’s face. 'To f*****g bad you didn't take the time to please her,' he moaned as Mom slid up and down his c**k with burning need and love. 'I've never had anyone like her before!' he cried, releasing his hot seeds deep in her belly, deep in his mothers' p***y.

'My baby!' she squealed feeling his c*m filling her p***y. 'c*m in Mommy! Make me feel good,' she moaned falling on him, but her slender hips kept moving all around. 'My baby! Oh my baby boy,' she whimpered when her p***y clamped around him and she came hard. 'Baby! Baby!' she cried as wonderful feelings tore through her body. She turned, seeing her husband still just standing there watching them. 'Would you get the f**k out of here and leave us alone!' Angela said with a laugh and felt better than she had in her life. She was at last done with him and hoped Alex wanted her.

'Please do. I plan on loving this hot lady to death and then I'm going to enjoy living with her,' he laughed watching his stupid, looking at John turn and stomp away.

'Are you really moving in with me?' Angela asked as tears of joy ran down her pretty face.

'Hell yes!' he replied giving her a playful slap on her bare ass, turned over and started loving her again.

Finally when they were sated and looked at each other Angela said in a soft voice,” Every single day this whole last year I have waited for you to come back home. I cannot help but feel sorry for the things that we left the last time you were home before you went to college.”

“And why are you still hung up on that?” asked Alex as he rose on his elbows looking at his step-mother.

“Because it feels like you were angry and you did not get what you wanted and I missed out on one whole year. It has been a tough time staying apart for both us. What was I supposed to do Alex?” asked Angela as her eyes filled up with tears.

“What do you men Mom? What do you mean by what were you supposed to do?” he asked as he placed his hand on her hips and then pulled her closer to his own hard body.

“I don’t know Alex what I was supposed to do. I could not get over the fact that Jake was my husband and I was the one who had been your Mom. In fact, Alice and you never even recalled your mother. The one who gave birth to you. You thought that I was everything to you and I have known that and believed that for the last nineteen years of my life. How was I supposed get over that fact that I had been anything but your mother?” asked Angela as Alex kissed her breasts and then looked up at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world.

“And you did nothing wrong Mom. Whatever you felt right you did and I think you made the right choice at that point of time. I am going to tell you that you did an admirable job at being my Mom and you will always be my best mother. And nothing is going to change that fact. But the fact that I loved you since I understood what love is and I came to understand after being with so many different women of different ages that nothing changed. I still love you like I did before and nothing is going to be able to change the fact,” said Alex as Angela sobbed in his arms.

A few hours later we both decided that it was time to get some shower so that we could get ready for bed and I came and sat with my phone checking on my clients and if they had set up any kind of dates or not in this week. But then my mother came inside wearing just a towel which was tied above her breasts and my mouth hung open.

My eyes were locked on hers as she reached up to untie her towel. She placed an arm across her breasts, and loosened the towel with the other, letting it fall. She licked her lips and danced back and forth on her knees, teasing me. She held a corner of the towel loosely over one of her n*****s, leaving the majority of the breast exposed. My eyes were locked on her t**s, and I was practically salivating with the anticipation of the moment that towel fell. She was giggling like a school girl, obviously revelling in my infatuation. She turned slowly from side to side, carefully allowing a little more of her body to be exposed with each sway to the left and right. Then she placed her free hand down on the bed in front of her and leaned on it, allowing her massive breasts to hang forward, and exposing a deep crevasse of cleavage that I could've gotten lost in for ages. My mouth was involuntarily hanging open, and my tongue was heavy with saliva. Finally, she stopped gyrating and rose back up to her knees.

"Are you ready?" she asked, with a sultry rasp.

The lust in my eyes was all the answer she needed. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and raised her arms, dropping the towel to the bed. She clasped her hands behind her head, and opened her eyes. My mouth was hanging open, my heart was racing, and my c**k was throbbing. Even though I'd seen it the night before, her body was so amazing that at that moment I felt like I could've burst through my shorts and shot a load of c*m halfway across the room. Her huge t**s were heavy and round, with large dark areolas encircling her hard n*****s. Just south of them was her well-toned stomach, which gave way to her wonderfully curvy hips, the hips that surrounded the thin strip of neatly-trimmed pubic hair that marked the path down to her sweet p***y.

She took her hands from behind her head and slowly began feeling her body, running her fingers in between her legs, out over her thighs and up her torso. When she reached her breasts, she grabbed them and squeezed them together hard, lifting them up toward her chin, and then dropping them back to her chest, where they flopped heavily against her. Needless to say, I was speechless and in ecstasy. I could feel my pulsating c**k leaking pre-c*m into my shorts, and I longed to c*m.

"So what do you think?" she said, with a huge smile on her face. She leaned back on her arms and parted her thighs, allowing me a better look at her clean-shaven p***y lips in the dim candlelight. Obviously, my brain-power had been diverted to other things at the moment, so an answer escaped me. But I'm sure she was well aware of what I thought. "Hey, wait a minute," she said. "Why am I the only one naked here? Shouldn't you be returning the favor?"

When I once again failed to answer, she got on her hands and knees and crawled across the bed toward me, her huge t**s swaying beneath her as she did. "Stand up," she said. She pushed me back off the bed, and I rose to my feet. She sat herself down immediately in front of me and reached for the waistband of my boxers. She licked her lips hungrily as she slowly began to pull them down. She pulled them off my ass first, leaving my hard c**k covered and forced downward. Then she looked up at me with a sly grin, bit her tongue between her teeth and put her hands up on my chest, raking her fingernails down my body slowly toward my torso. I groaned as she did it, and that obviously turned her on, because she gasped as her fingers reached the lowered waistband of my shorts. Then she slid her fingers beneath it and pulled it downward, allowing it to slide slowly, almost painfully slowly off my rigid c**k. She reached the tip and my d**k suddenly shot upward, directly toward her face, and she gasped again with delight.

"Oh my," she cooed. With a gratified smile, she dropped my boxers the rest of the way to the floor, and I forced my c**k forward, elated that it was finally free. A long strand of pre-c*m oozed from the tip and landed squarely on Mom's thigh. I gripped myself hard and squeezed out even more c*m onto her. She giggled and sat forward, her lips just inches from my aching manhood. She reached up behind me and gripped my ass hard, pulling me very slightly toward her. She parted her lips and c****d her head to the side, acting as if she was going to take me into her mouth. But she stopped before she touched me, so close that I could feel the warmth of her breath on my d**k. Her tongue stretched past her lips, darting toward my c**k, but not touching it. She moved from side to side, almost licking the hardness before her, but never reaching it. She teased me shamelessly, and as much as I hated it, God I loved it. She snarled hungrily and clamped her teeth together, acting as if she wanted to bite me. My c**k jumped and more precum squirted out, landing on one of her n*****s. Mom watched it and smiled as it slowly seeped down her naked tit. She took a hand from my ass and clamped it over her breast, squeezing it hard. She moaned softly as she caressed one breast, then the other, her eyes never leaving my hardness that hung so dangerously close to her mouth. Her other hand slid around from my ass to my thigh, and I moaned as a thumb lightly brushed against my balls. She massaged me gently as her other hand left her t**s and grinded downward, disappearing between her legs. She gasped and moaned as her fingers found her swollen clit, and I did too.

And then, well then the rest of the night was another one of the best marathons that I had run in my life without actually running one.