My Mom’s Special Moment at My Graduation

The moment we stepped into the graduation ceremony, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. My mom smiled at me, and I knew she was proud too.

“Let’s get ready to go, Mom,” I said, trying to contain my excitement.

“Okay, darling!” she replied, her voice filled with warmth.

We managed to tear ourselves away from each other long enough to get dressed, and then we headed out to school. On the way, I had my hand on her leg, and she was smiling at me the whole time.

Once we arrived, she went to the guest area, and I was left with my classmates. My mind kept wandering back to my mom, and I found myself stealing glances at her.

Just as I was starting to feel guilty for ignoring Patty, I remembered that I needed to keep up the charade. “Patty, I’m sorry, but I was really upset that my dad wasn’t going to make it,” I lied, trying to keep my emotions in check.

“I know, T,” Patty said, her eyes locked on mine. “But I missed you, and I was hoping to see you this weekend.”

“Of course, I want to see you too,” I replied, trying to sound convincing.

I noticed my mom watching me, a hint of jealousy in her eyes. I couldn’t blame her; I was still reeling from our earlier encounter.

As we drove back home, I slipped my hand under her dress, and she let out a soft gasp. “Mm, T, I see you still can’t get enough of me,” she whispered.

“Enough?” I repeated, my voice husky. “I don’t think that’s possible, Mom.”

She smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. “We’ll see about that, sweetheart.”

When we arrived home, I decided to keep the anticipation building, rather than giving in to my desires right away. My mom looked at me in surprise, but then she smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

I got up and headed out for a bike ride, trying to clear my head and focus on the task at hand. But my mind kept wandering back to my mom, and the memories of what we had shared earlier.

As I rode, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. What would happen next? Would my mom and I be able to keep our secret hidden, or would it eventually come to light?

When I got back home, I saw Patty waiting for me in the backyard. I knew she was going to see my hard-on, but I didn’t do anything to hide it. “Hey, Pat, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

“I just wanted to see you, T,” she said, her eyes locked on mine. “And I have to say, I’m a little jealous.”

“Jealous?” I repeated, my voice husky. “Why’s that?”

Patty took a step closer, her eyes burning with desire. “Because I know you’re thinking about your mom, and I know you’re not interested in me right now.”

I didn’t say anything, but Patty knew she had hit a nerve. She leaned in and kissed me, her tongue probing my lips. “I hope you have that hard-on again this weekend,” she whispered.

“Yeah, I will,” I replied, trying to sound convincing.

As Patty left, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. I was still reeling from my encounter with my mom, and I didn’t know how much longer I could keep up the charade.

When I got back to the bathroom, I found my mom in the tub, her head back and her eyes closed. I thought she was sleeping, but then she spoke up. “Hey, where do you think you’re going?”

“Mom, I thought you were sleeping,” I said, trying to sound innocent.

“Get over here and show me that hard cock of yours,” she replied, her voice husky.

I went back to the tub, and my mom kneeled down, taking off my tights and pulling me into the water. She didn’t let me sit down, but instead, she pulled me to the side of the tub and started sucking on my cock.

“Oh, Mom, your mouth is so warm and soft,” I whispered, my eyes locked on hers.

“You like that, T?” she asked, her eyes glinting with amusement.

“I love it, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

My mom started to suck harder, and I could feel myself getting harder and harder. “I want to suck your pussy too, Mom,” I whispered, my eyes locked on hers.

“Okay, T,” she replied, her voice husky. “But first, you have to finish me off.”

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. I grabbed my mom’s labia with my lips and started to suck, my tongue probing her clit. She moaned and arched her back, her hands fondling my hair.

“Ah, T, that feels so good,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“I’m glad you like it, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

I kept sucking and licking, my tongue moving in slow motion. My mom started to breathe faster, and I knew she was getting close. I sucked harder, my tongue probing her clit.

“T, you’re going to make me come,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“I want to, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

My mom started to moan and arch her back, her hands pulling my hair. I sucked harder, my tongue moving in fast motion. She came suddenly, her body shaking and trembling.

“Ah, T, that was amazing,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“I’m glad you liked it, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

My mom smiled and leaned forward, her lips brushing against mine. “I want you to fuck me now, T,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“Okay, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

I got up and followed my mom to the bedroom, my cock hard and ready. She lay on the bed, her legs open and her labia exposed. “Is this where you want to get in?” she asked, her voice husky.

“Yes, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

I positioned my cock at her entrance and shoved it inside, feeling her warm and wet pussy envelop me. “Oh, Mom, your pussy is so hot,” I whispered, my eyes locked on hers.

“Yes, darling, come in me,” she replied, her voice husky.

I started to move, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy. My mom moaned and arched her back, her hands pulling my hair. I kept moving, my cock pumping in and out of her.

“T, you’re so wonderful,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“I’m glad you like it, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

I kept moving, my cock pounding in and out of her pussy. My mom started to moan and arch her back, her hands pulling my hair. I knew she was getting close, and I kept moving, my cock pumping in and out of her.

“T, I’m coming,” she whispered, her voice husky.

“Okay, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

My mom came suddenly, her body shaking and trembling. I kept moving, my cock pumping in and out of her. She came again and again, each time her body shaking and trembling.

Finally, I came, my cock pumping in and out of her one last time. I stayed inside her, my cock still hard and ready. “T, that was amazing,” my mom whispered, her voice husky.

“I’m glad you liked it, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies still locked together. Then my mom spoke up, her voice husky. “T, I think I might be pregnant.”

“What?” I replied, my voice shocked.

“I didn’t take my pill for the last two days, and I think I might be ovulating,” she explained, her voice husky.

“Oh, Mom, what are we going to do?” I asked, my voice full of worry.

“We’ll figure it out, T,” she replied, her voice husky. “But for now, let’s just enjoy this moment.”

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. What did this mean for us? Would we be able to keep our secret hidden, or would it eventually come to light?

As we lay there, our bodies still locked together, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder and excitement. What would the future hold for us?

Later that night, we sat on the couch, watching a movie together. My mom had brought out one of her old favorites, a romance film with brief nudity. I was stimulated by the movie, but I didn’t let my eyes wander to my mom’s treasures. I was trying to be a good boy.

But as the movie ended, my mom spoke up, her voice husky. “T, do you want to watch another one?”

“Sure, Mom,” I replied, my voice husky.

She changed the movie, and I found myself getting excited again. This time, it was an old film with strong sex scenes. I was going to follow her lead, but I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness.

As we watched the movie together, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder and excitement. What would happen next? Would my mom and I be able to keep our secret hidden, or would it eventually come to light?

The dim lighting of the room cast an intimate glow over the scene unfolding before me. My mother, her legs splayed wide, a look of unbridled ecstasy on her face, was lost in her own pleasure. Her hand danced across her thigh, her fingers teasing themselves towards the source of her bliss.

“Why don’t you take off your boxers?” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. I hesitated for a moment, my gaze locked on her, before reaching down to strip off my underwear. The cool air danced across my skin, but I barely noticed, my focus fixed on my mother’s body.

“You want to put your hard cock in my pussy again?” she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. I nodded, my eyes never leaving hers, as I reached out to grasp my cock. “Yes mom, I want to make love to you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Make love to mommy, or fuck mommy?” she purred, a wicked glint in her eye. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I replied, “I want to do both, mom. I want you like crazy.” She laughed, a throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine.

“So you want to fuck my tits instead?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. I nodded eagerly, my cock throbbing with anticipation. “Yes, I want to fuck your tits. It’s one of my fantasies.” She smiled, a sly smile that hinted at the pleasures to come.

She reached out and took a bottle of baby oil from the bedside table, her movements economical and deliberate. “We have to lubricate my breasts so that it would be pleasant for both of us,” she explained, her voice husky with desire. She rubbed my cock with the oil, before loading her inner breast with a generous amount.

She knelt in front of me, her eyes locked on mine, as she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. The sensation was intense, her lips wrapping around me like a vice. She placed me between her tits, and began to move, her breasts rubbing against me with a soft, rhythmic motion.

“Oh mom, your tits are so big and soft,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Is mommy making her little boy feel good?” she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. I nodded, my eyes locked on hers, as I replied, “Mom, don’t stop rubbing those beautiful tits on my cock.”

“Sweetheart, are you ready to come on mommy’s tits?” she asked, her voice husky with desire. I nodded, my cock throbbing with anticipation. “Not yet mommy, I love this feeling,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

She reached out and stroked my cock, her fingers wrapping around me with a gentle pressure. “You want mommy to suck your cock and then come in her mouth?” she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. I nodded, my eyes locked on hers, as I replied, “Yes, mom, I want you to suck my cock.”

She took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping around me like a vice. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, as she sucked me clean. I came, my cock throbbing with release, as I shot my load onto her tits.

She pulled back, a look of satisfaction on her face, as she replied, “You want to fuck mommy’s pussy now?” I nodded, my cock still hard as a rock, as I replied, “Mom, I want to fuck your pussy now, I can’t wait.”

She smiled, a sly smile that hinted at the pleasures to come, as she replied, “You really want to fuck mommy’s pussy now?” I nodded, my eyes locked on hers, as I replied, “Yes, mom, I want to fuck your pussy.”

She reached out and took my cock, guiding it to her entrance. She pulled me inside, her body wrapping around me like a vice. I came again, my cock throbbing with release, as I shot my load into her depths.

We lay there, locked in a passionate embrace, our bodies entwined as one. I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me, as I realized that I had never felt this way before. I was lost in my mother’s arms, my body and soul consumed by her passion.

“I think we should go rest,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. I nodded, my eyes locked on hers, as I replied, “Yes, mom, I’m tired.” We took a shower, our bodies still entwined, before making our way to her bed.

We fell asleep, our bodies wrapped around each other, my cock still nestled in her labia. I felt a sense of contentment wash over me, as I realized that I had found my own personal heaven, in my mother’s arms.