Marilyn Mae Hughes, preferably just Mary, is a good Christian woman mother of two, fraternal twins named Abraham (Abe) and Sarah. She's forty-one and lives in the small town of Churchill, Tennessee.
Her two children were born out of wedlock and have an unknown father. Mary was a wild child in her late teens and early 20s. She used to have a different man or woman every night. Some nights she'd have multiple of either. Her favorite sexual activities were playing with the chests of large muscled men, flustering those men with teasing and flattery, sitting on their faces, spit roasting them with a friend and some strapons, telling them to pound her tight little pussy with their massive cocks, holding hands while walking, smacking big juicy asses, getting her tits sucked on, eating other women's pussies, spit roasting those women with a friend and some strapons, and much much much more.
Her children were conceived on an especially depraved derby week bender in Louisville. Mary found out she was pregnant with her twins a week later back in Nashville and had no possible way to find out who the father was.
Her life understandably changed after this. She was disowned by her religious parents and kicked out. She lost any and all contact with the rest of her family.. Faced with the threat of homelessness, Mary tried to seek help from her friends, but they didn't want some pregnant women dragging down their party lifestyle. This left Mary lost, but luckily, relatively at least, was saved by the one family friend who was willing to have anything to do with her, Ms. Debra Boyce.
Ms. Boyce is an older godly woman who was a former close friend of Mary's mother and is the owner of a small salon in Churchill about an hour east of Nashville. She felt it was her duty to save those who strayed from the path of the righteous and to help guide the children. "They shouldn't be punished for having a sinful mother." (A phrase she'd often repeat to Mary.)
She very much did not like Mary, but helped her all the same with a few catches. Mary must become a godly woman too. No partying, no drinking, certainly no sex, and Mary had to get all of her tattoos removed since they were unbecoming of a mother. That last one was especially painful. Mary was too desperate to say no so she followed every condition Ms. Boyce laid out for her children's sake.
Ms. Boyce felt a woman should be a homemaker so she taught Mary everything from cooking to cleaning to sewing and whatever else she felt was under that umbrella. Useful skills for the most part if not a little sexist reasoning. These however were the only kindness Ms. Boyce would give Mary.
Not a day would go by without some passive aggressive comment about Mary and her children. Saying she'd hope the children won't end up like their mother, calling Mary a harlot, a floozie, a slut, any other variation she could think of, telling her she hopes the children learn their morals from someone else, that even Mary doing her best won't replace a father, and many more that would weigh incredibly heavy on Mary.
Mary had to endure living with Ms. Boyce for 6 years. Juggling beauty school, child raising, and working at Ms. Boyce's salon. Once Mary had enough saved up she immediately moved out, despite Boyce's protests of "those children needing proper guidance," to a house on the other side of town. She had to stay in since her new job as a hair stylist was unfortunately in Ms. Boyce's salon. Only having to deal with 40 hours of torment a week was much preferable to the 24/7 she was dealing with before.
Mary spent the next twelve years caring for and raising her two children. She'd Go to church with them, a place Mary never felt welcomed but never had confidence enough in herself to teach them what's right from wrong, she'd always make time to make sure they had home cooked meals, she'd go to Abe's football games, Sarah's academic decathlon, and would try to chaperone any dance she could. Was she perfect? heaven's no. She would unfortunately follow too many lessons from Ms Boyce and teach them to be ashamed of their sexuality, at times could be overbearing, a little controlling and maybe would come down too hard with punishments, but unquestionably and unconditionally Mary loved her children.
Abe and Sarah left for college at the end of summer last year and Mary has been unfathomably lonely at home by herself. The children were her world and now she's just aimless. When she's not working at the salon or doing her duty for the church she's home alone and sad. She harbors a tinge of anger towards her children for making her feel abandoned again, but mostly misses them.
In her solitude she's been finding it harder and harder to store away her carnal desires. More and more she finds herself drifting away in fantasy. Imagining herself taking a strapping young man and turning him into a flustered pile of arousal ready to do whatever she bids, imagining taking a bratty girl and turning her into an obedient little slut for her to use, or just imagining an endless flood of fat dicks and big tits for her to play with.
There were countless Saturdays where she spent the whole day in her underwear masturbating to the thought of having some hot young thing in her control. Sometimes she'd even guiltily watch porn. Especially indulging in one's with taboo themes, mothers and daughters, mothers and sons, and sisters and brothers. Each time cuming in total bliss and being racked with guilt immediately after, deepening the cycle. Mary's repressed self is coming back to her in her loneliness.
Just in time for it to end. Her beloved son Abe is finally returning from his first year at The Southern University of Baptists. Her daughter Sarah still has another week at her school, Bailey Randolph's Academy of Theology, the all women's sister school to the South Western Institute of Theology and Humanities. Abe's school is in southern Georgia, about a 6 hour drive from his poor lonely mother in northern Tennessee. Sarah's is in northwestern Missouri 6 hours in the opposite direction.
"Least they both went to gendered colleges like I told them to. They sometimes know who's the boss around here." Mary mumbled to herself as she aggressively shaked raw buttermilk soaked chicken in her bag of breading. This was by far the longest she'd ever been apart from her children. Neither were even able to come home for Christmas or Thanksgiving. Indiscretions that Mary won't be quick to forgive. "They better be goin' to service at least" Mary mumbled as she tenderly laid the dinner for her son on a baking sheet.
"God I miss them." Mary breathed out solemnly while washing her hands of chicken juice. The prep work was done. Now she just has to wait for him. The second she sees him she intends to give him the biggest hug her smaller frame would allow.
Abe was a massive 6'4" and 225 lbs of muscle last she saw him, but judging by the pictures he'd sent her she thinks he's put on 20 or 30 more lbs of muscle. Pictures Mary Mary would stare at often. Telling herself she just missed him.
Mary is a much smaller 5'4" and more petite 138 lbs. A weight she maintains with some morning yoga, an occasional walk, and not overeating.
Last time she got to hug her son was almost nine months ago. A memory she thinks about often. Treasuring the amazing feeling of burying her head in his massive chest and feeling all his muscles. Mary feels her heart rate increasing thinking about hugging her son again, not an uncommon occurrence.
"He is the perfect height to give his mama hugs at least. God made him to be mine all right." Mary said to herself as she chuckled. A habit she formed over the last 9 months alone. "I'll prolly need to break this soon. Don't want them thinkin' their mama is fit for the looney bin." Mary chuckled again.
Mary was beginning to grow impatient. Abe was supposed to be here at 6. It's nearly 7. "Oh heavens, That boy's always late. No wonder his sister came out first.." Mary began to pace around her house trying to kill the growing anticipation within her waiting for son. "If he don't show up soon I'm going to beat the hell out of his chee-" before she could finish the doorbell rang.
Mary rushes to the door with her heart racing. She swings it open with eager anticipation to see her baby boy. Abe standing on the other side tries to greet his mother but is immediately bombarded with a very aggressive embrace from his mother. Abe happily drops his two suitcases to hug her right back. He does so with a big dumb toothy grin.
Mary feels every newly developed muscle across her boy's body. Heavens he has been putting it on Mary thought to herself as she buried her face in his incredibly firm chest. He's just as firm as I've been imagining. She thinks as she puts her hands all over his toned back and waist. She fully presses her body against his, loving the feeling of his big strong arms wrapped around her. He's mine again Mary thought to herself with a smile.
As Mary held this hug for longer and longer, one thing became abundantly clear. This wasn't enough. She wanted more. Something buried deep within her wanted a lot more. A feeling Mary last felt twenty years ago in Louisville. Mary felt the compulsion to lower her hands onto Abe's perfectly curved ass and couldn't stop herself.
As she grabs a handful of her son's thick ass, something pokes her. Something that 9 months ago might've caused her to be concerned or even grossed out, but was now the key that would fully unlock the deep desire within her. A desire that will go much further than a familial hug.
Abe wordlessly broke the hug, his face turning almost the same shade as a tomato. Mary began to take in her son's appearance now that her face wasn't buried in his muscles. His reddening face, towering frame, and bleach blonde hair that all of the Hughes family shared. His was starting to get too long since he hasn't had his mother to cut it for him. He was currently wearing a much too small tight pink shirt that bared his college's initials and crest over his bulging chest, and a tantalizingly short pair of blue shorts that showed off his massive quads.
The big dumb grin that he was just sporting was absent though. His embarrassment wiped that away. He frantically picked up his two suitcases and tried to subtly and tactically place them over his crotch.
"H-h-hiya Mama" He stuttered out clearly flustered. "I missed you"
"Oh I could tell" Teased Mary glancing at where his suitcases were trying to cover. "Now get on up upstairs and get yourself situated. You better not have taken that extra hour to get here stopping somewhere to eat, 'cause dinner's in half an hour.
"No mama. I'm very hungry. I got held up in Nashville during rush hour. Sorry mama." Abe says very very quickly, looking at the floor and jolting in place as he was not sure if he was supposed to stay and respond or immediately go upstairs. Clearly still reeling from his mishap.
Mary lets out a little laugh. "It's ok sweetie. Now go on." Mary waves him in and up the stairs. As Abe walks by Mary she finds herself staring at her son's muscled butt that she had just given a little squeeze. "Actually sweety," Mary starts as she swings her hand right onto her son's butt giving it a really good smack. "I guess you do deserve a little punishment for being late." Mary says with a mischievous grin.
Abe lets out a squeak and a little hop from the surprise smack. "S-s-s-orry" he sputters, picking up his pace up the stairs as he feels the faint bulge in his pants grow even more.
Where on earth did that come from? Thought Mary, now feeling her passions die down with her son out of sight. I haven't teased anyone like that in nearly 20 years. Prolly just some nerves or somethin. She assures herself. I was just happy to see him and weren't ready to see how much of a man my boy has become. A big strong man. One who gets flustered from his mamas teasing too. She thought while biting her finger and imagining how good he must look on his knees and flustered for her.
"Stop it Marilyn. Get it together." she says aloud while shaking her head. She takes a deep breath.
I'm just glad he's back. He's mine again. Mama's good Christian boy.
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Abe's POV
Abe sheepishly hurries into his room letting out a huge sigh of relief that he was out of that awkward situation. What in the hell happened out there? This all boys school must be messin with me. That's it. It weren't feeling her boobs pressed against me or feeling her hands on my butt or how nice she smelt or how she was looking up at me with them beautiful eyes. Nah I just haven't felt no contact with another person that weren't a tackle or a block in 9 months. That's prolly it. He tried to reassure himself. Abe then looks down and notices the large erection building in his tiny shorts and feels a second wave of embarrassment rush over him.
Since Abe is going to a men's college he's lacked any interaction with the fairer sex. In fact his coach out right forbids any fraternization with girls for the entire football team, so he's been pretty pent up. Forced to keep all of his interactions with the ladies to just his texts with his mother and sister. They'd like to send him pictures of them in various clothes consisting of dresses, everyday clothes, swimwear, and one time his sister asked about her underwear asking how they looked. He'd usually tell them "It looks good."
Sometimes he worries about how much time he spends looking at the pictures they send, feeling immense guilt that he might be getting some perverse pleasure from something they sent so "innocently". He then tells himself he just misses them.
In addition, his new found freedom in college is his first time being able to access porn. His mother always locked his phone and took off any web browser, however his school provides smart phones with unlimited and unmonitored internet access to the football team. A ludicrous expenditure but there's tons of money being funneled into the program from various religious groups hoping to make the team D1.
In his very very frequent visits to porn sites he always ended up in either the taboo tag, which included mothers and sons, sisters and brothers, or whole families or he'd watch gentle femdom content with pegging, spanking, body worship, face sitting, and other light kink. He almost always would think of his mother or sister while masterbating to this stuff. His post nut clarity always came with an extreme amount of guilt which only deepened his use and fantasy.
That absolutely ain't allowed to stick around. He thinks still staring at his semi-erect cock. He flexes his thighs hoping the blood flow would redirect and take down the tent he was pitching. Abtrick he's sure he read online somewhere. He then begins to survey his room while he hopes the boner goes away. His posters of Skillet and Creed were just where he left them, right above his desk. Dresser next to that and a full size bed directly across from them both.
"Well that bed sure as shit ain't gonna work out" he mutters staring at the full size bed that's width was smaller than his shoulders. This does serve to give him a momentary distraction from his embarrassment. He then throws his suitcases onto the mattress and proceeds to unpack his clothing of mainly shorts, tank tops, and various other activewear onto his bed.
This stuff needs a wash. He thought to himself as he backed away from the stench they were producing. Abe notices a hamper near the door and starts chucking his unclean clothes into the basket. Imma need to ask Mama to help me that. I bet she'd be happy to help. If she don't kill me for missing the holidays and getting hard in a hug 'fore I can take. Maybe she forgot tge first and didn't notice the second? He thinks foolishly. Abe begins to fold the clean clothes and adorn his dresser and desk with little trinkets from his first year at Southern University of Baptists. Abe then is relieved to see his sizable erection has finally gone away.
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Mary's POV
Mary starts to lay out the dinner and dishes for her and her son. It's a delicious spread of homemade fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and collard greens. Her son's favorite. "All right Abey Baby, come and get it!" Mary yelled up the stairs. Without a second's delay she heard the unmistakable sound of Abe's large body barreling down the stairs producing loud thuds with each and every step.
"Oh my god...oodness," Abe corrects himself not wanting to offend his mother. "This looks absolutely scrum-diddly-umptious Mama. Thank you so much." Abe sits down and begins to serve himself some generous portions of the chicken, greens, and potatoes.
"Oh, anything for you sweet pea. Mama loves cooking for her baby boy." She says, walking up to Abe in his chair. Mary plants a big kiss on his cheek and rubs her hand across his chest. She then pulls his head into her chest with one hand and further continues feeling up his chest.
Abe feels his heart flutter from his mother's boobs just a couple pieces of fabric from his face and from her continued stroking of his chest. He worries about another appearance from his friend downstairs. He nearly objects, but wisely realizes he should let himself earn some brownie points after missing the two big holidays and he finds a great comfort in his mother's affection.
Mary breaks her embrace, saunters down to the other side of the table, and begins to serve herself. Abe is about to dig into the delicious meal his mother so lovingly prepared when he's interrupted, "Excuse me mister, ain't you forgettin something?" interjected Mary very crossily as Abe bit into a piece of chicken.
Abe racks his brain wondering what he's forgotten. I already said thank you and she done served herself already. Is it her Birthday? No it's not July already, right? Nah. Then maybe it's... Abe ponders many other possibilities while Mary grows steadily annoyed and a little amused watching the gears turn in her son's head while a drumstick hangs from his mouth.
"We gotta say grace Honey. Or have you abandoned the church just like you abandoned your poor Mama?" She says much more passively aggressively than she realized.
Abe nearly chokes on the chicken trying to spit it out. "No no no of course not Mama. I just haven't eaten a proper meal in a minute. That's all. I'm sorry. I can do it for us." he says, frantically putting his silverware back and slapping his hands together.
"Oh don't you worry Baby. Mama will take care of this just like she takes care of you. You can get it next time." Mary also clasps her hands together and begins to go through the standard grace. She thanks that God guy for the food and not dying. However at the end she adds a little extra "And thank you lord for bringing back my boy back to his rightful place, with his mama. He and his sister have been sorely missed in this house. I hope you can guide them back to me more permanently. Amen"
"A-a-men" stuttered Abe. Clearly taken aback by the ending his mother added. "I'm sorry mama-" he tries to say before Mary interrupts with
"Oh Abey Baby it's fine. I'm just grateful you're back." She gives him a big smile from across the table. Abe feels a quick flutter in his chest staring into his mom's bright blue eyes and beautiful shoulder length blonde hair. He gives a big toothy grin right back at her. Mary giggles. "Now dig in, baby. I made it especially for you."
Abe happily digs into the food, nearly reaching something not unlike arousal. Purely from the quality of his mama's cooking. He hasn't had anything that wasn't bland curated protein meals in months. "Mama this is amazing.This musta been so much work. Thank you!!!"
Oh of course honey and it ain't work when you do it for someone you love." responds Mary. Clearly beaming from both the compliment and from the simple pleasure of having someone to cook for again. She too has been relegated to a lot of bland meals. Her joy of cooking disappeared without having someone to cook for.
As the meal goes on the mother and her son have a very pleasant conversation about what they've missed about each other over the past 9 months. Abe excitedly tells his Mother all about what he's been doing at school, how football practice has been going, and that his coach says he's one of the best linebackers he's ever seen. All while carefully avoiding mention of all the times he's thought of her while masturbating to internet porn.
Mary then tells him what he's missed in town. All the local gossip of who's been cheating on who, that one of their neighbors, the Erickson's, had their first baby, and that business in the salon has been up because of a new factory in the next town over bringing in a large influx of people and money. Reminds him how much she has missed him and that she loves him very much. Also carefully avoiding talking about how she sometimes thinks about him while masturbating to incest porn.
The conversation is very lively and lasts for hours until Mary realizes how late it's getting and that they'll need to be up early for church.
"Oh my word it's late," declares Mary, noticing the oven says it's currently 11pm. "I do love talking to you my love, but we're going to need to rush to bed if we expect to make Sunday Service at 7."
"Oh yeah, tomorrow is Sunday. I guess that is when church is. I 'spose we're going ain't we?." Abe foolishly inquired.
"Yeah you bet we're going to church!" replied Mary slightly aghast. "Why would that even be a question?"
"N-n-no reason. Obviously. I go to Sunday service all the time. Even not on Sundays sometimes, cause that's how much I love service. I get serviced many times a week, whenever I want. Which is all the time, cause it's sooo great." rambled a reddening and obviously lying Abe.
"Abraham Rex Hughes, have you been skipping church?!?!" asked Mary at an increased volume.
"Well skippin ain-ain-ain't exactly how I'd say it. Y-y-you know? The football team is e-e-exempt actually at school, 'cause you know we're workin so hard to move up to Division 1." said a very nervous Abraham trailing off as he realizes how lame of an excuse it'll be to his mother. He returns to his tomato shade from earlier in the evening.
"Exempt?! Oh I didn't realize you were exempt from doing what the lord almighty himself commanded us christians to do. I guess I just forgot how much the lord likes football." Mary said sarcastically. "First football takes you from me on for Nine months not even giving me Thanksgiving or Christman and now it's takin' you from the church!" Yells an increasingly angry Mary. "You better march those damn cheeks of yours up the stairs right now and get to bed. I want you up bright and early ready for sunday service. Am I understood?!?!"
"Y-y-y-y-yes Ma'am" said a very frightened Abe as he sprinted out of the dining room and up the stairs.
Mary feels her anger boiling over her son's sinful negligence of his family and his faith. All she can think about as he ran away was how much she wanted him bent over the table with his bare ass out so she could give him a proper spanking. The boy needs some discipline. She thinks to herself, as she feels her panties get a little wet.
"I gotta get this crap put away" she spoke aloud, shaking her head of any impure thoughts. She stares at the dishes that were completely picked clean by her son's appetite. "Well at least he has a craving for his Mama." she said currently ignorant to how true that was. Mary quickly does the dishes, heads upstairs, undresses, prays, and tries to fall asleep.
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Mary's POV
Mary wakes at 4am while it's still dark out. She feels very restless and strangely excited. It must be because I gets to go to church with my baby and I gets to see his big muscley body squeezed tight into a suit. She's too tired to even attempt to fight the impurity of that last thought. Mary groggily rolls out of her lonely king sized bed and half haphazardly makes it.
Mary then proceeds to walk down the stairs to the bathroom for her morning shower snagging a towel from the linen closet next to the bathroom. She enters the bathroom, removes her underwear, turns on the shower, and waits for the water to heat up. As she waits she stares at her naked body in the mirror above the sink.
Mary cups her hands on her firm C-Cup breasts. Forty-one and still perky. Then she glides her hands down her flat stomach. Nice job keeping it tight Marilyn. She slowly turns around to admire her nice perky booty. Just the right size to fit in Abe's hands. Then gives a gentle rub over her lonely pussy. Abe and Sarah's mom sure is fucking sexy; she thinks to herself absent of her normal repression.
"I bet those silly children would think twice bout leaving their Mama if they knew how god damn hot she was." she mumbles to herself while shaking her ass in the mirror. Mary tumbles into the shower letting the hot water wash over her baked body. She's careful to avoid her bleached hair as she washed it yesterday. Mary squirts her body wash onto her loofa and begins to clean her body. She starts scrubbing her breast as feels a further arousal and more taboo thoughts.
Abe should do this for his mama. That's what a good boy would do. He'd wash his mama's hot body and he'd better pay extra attention to whatever I wanted him to. Mary lets out a little moan. Oh fuck I'd love to feel my son's big strong hands engulf my tits.
"Oh fuck Abey Baby" she moans as she gives a little pinch to her needy breasts.
It's been too long since I've had a man and now I got one right here. She thinks to herself as she turns off the shower.
Mary walks out of the shower, starts drying herself off, and once again stares at her naked body. Her nipples have gone completely stiff from all of her teasing and fantasizing. The heat of the shower turned her nipples red. Making her chest look like two perfect bowls of vanilla ice cream with cherries on top. She gives them a gentle twist and moans a little louder. "Fuck"
Her other hand, as if of its own volition, begins to move between her legs to her moist vagina. Mary starts to rub her aching pussy, as she gives into her most taboo of desires.
Abey would be a good boy for me. I know it. He'd want to pleasure his Mama like a good son. I need it. I need my good Christian boy. She thinks to herself while picturing grinding her pussy on her son's beautiful face.
She spits on her hand and inserts her index and ring finger into her cunt. He'd so desperately want to please his mama. I know he would. I know he does! He's sorry for abandoning me. He realizes he wants to be with me. Abey Baby wants to be such a good boy for his mama.
While Mary loses herself to her sinful pleasure there's a light knock on the bathroom door she is unable to hear. "Oh fuck yes, Baby" moans mary as she's drawn towards the opening bathroom door.
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Abe's POV
Abe jolts awake to his alarm blasting With Arms Wide Open with a mild case of morning wood. He was just having a dream where he wasn't able to push his mother away when he got hard during their hug and she responded by sucking his cock.
He's extremely tired. He was not able to sleep much due how small his bed is. He takes a second to collect himself, turns off his alarm, rolls out of bed, lets out a massive yawn, and does some stretches hoping to remove at least one of his stiffness problems. Too groggy to notice that his sizable half erect cock had snuck its way out of his boxers. Abe makes his way out of his room, down the stairs, and towards the bathroom.
Abe grabs a towel and is about to open the door before he remembers his mother's words that she told him when he was young. Remember Abey Baby, good boys always knock before entering the bathroom, so Abe gives a faint knock and waits a few seconds for an answer. No answer, so then he opens the door and gets a full view of his beloved mother masturbating as she starts turning towards him.
Abe's face begins to redden and his massive cock achieves full hardness. Frozen for a few seconds. Abe takes in full sight of his moms soft perfectly round perky tits as she twists her pink nipple and lustfully plunges her fingers in and out of her cunt. Making full eye contact for a brief second taking in the pure elation on his mother's as she looks at him with a lustful ferocity.
"Oh f-f-f-f-fuck sorry mama!" stutters an immeasurably flustered and turned on Abe currently making a hasty exit.
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Mary's POV
"Holy fuck!" Moaned Mary as she feels her body in the throes of sinful pleasure.
His fucking body is perfectly sculpted. His chest is a perfect fucking pillow of muscles. He has fucking vicious V. His cock, oh my GOD his cock. It's massive and it was so hard. It was already leaking pre cum. For me. For his mama! She lustfully thought as her legs began to quiver beneath her.
She imagines her son's throbbing massive cock penetrating deep into her desperate pussy brings Mary to a filthy, sinful, and incredibly indulgent climax that surges through her body. She needs to lean almost completely on the counter of the sink to prevent herself from falling to the floor. She's breathing very heavily as she tries to catch her breath.
"Holy shit." Gasped Mary. "I just came to my actual son. What?" Asks a now wide awake and increasingly clear headed Mary.
My baby boy saw me masturbating. While I was masturbating to the thought of him. The image of Abe's muscled body and massive cock flashes through her mind again as Mary feels her more sinful desires start to stir again.
"Stop it Mary. Get a hold of yourself." She says looking into her reflection. Finally catching her breath Mary takes a second to think. Is this wrong? Are they right about me? Am I bad? She asks herself. Looking up and down her now flushed naked body. She takes a few minutes to collect herself and thoughts. Mary has an epiphany.
"No. It's what the Lord must want." she says looking wide into her own eyes. "My son left me and now He gives me the power to make him return. My son has clearly lost his way without his mama. Abe is just walking around showing off that dirty tempting body of his to every woman in the world. Using those little shorts of his to show off his perfectly round squeezable cheeks." She says while miming grabbing her son's ass.
"The Lord must want me to use my sexuality. He's offering me sexual salvation! That's it. Why else would He send him to witness his mother like that? It all makes sense. The lord himself wants me to have my son. My son's body should belong to me, why else would He make him so hard for his own mother? He mustn't want my boy falling prey to some other woman. The lord wants my baby to be with his mama" Mary says growing more and more convicted. "His cock was made for me. It's the only way to save him."
"It's the lord's will." Mary says, collecting herself and fixing her hair. She feels excited about bending her son to her sexual will by any means necessary. She elegantly does her makeup for church, wraps herself in a towel, and heads upstairs to talk to her son.
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Abe's POV
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Goes the panicking mind of Abe as he runs upstairs as he feels his cock slap against his thigh on each and every step. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. He thinks as he slams his door behind him and begins to pace in his room.
"Holy fucking shit balls that was bad. I saw my mama m-m-mastur-." Abe decides he can't even speak what she was doing. "Oh my god, what the actual hell." He says in complete panic. Not knowing what his next move should be. Abe briefly considers jumping out his windows, changing his name, and running away never to be seen or heard again but he doubts even that would escape his mother's wrath and it certainly wouldn't escape the Lord's.
Abe spends the next few minutes constantly flipping back and forth between ideas to flee the country and becoming frozen from how incredibly hot his mother looked back there. "God dammit, stop it Abraham." He says while slapping both hands onto his face. "We gotta focus. Mama is going to kill us and we should let Sarah know she'll be sharing the house with a dead body." Right as he sends the message to his sister he hears the sounds of a knock at the door and jumps frightened
"Abey, sweetie. Are you ok?" Says a very concerned and sweet sounding Mary from the other side of the door.
Abe approaches very slowly, looking as if he's expecting his mother to turn this encounter into a martial arts movie. He opens the door very slowly. The mother and son meet each other's eyes once again as a door swings open.
Abe takes a look deep into his mother's beautiful blue eyes. Noting the beautiful bright red lipstick she has on and the very subtle eyeliner she has. For the first time he notices the small wrinkles forming around her eyes and all the freckles she has on her face. She's so beautiful he thinks to himself as his heart flutters.
"Oh mama I'm so so so sorry. I-i-I-i- knocked and waited but I was so tired it was prolly too weak and then I opened when I shoulda knocked again and I'm sorry I shouldn't've opened it I shoulda knocked again I'm sorry" Abe rambles on and on as he begins drifting his gaze to the floor. Going on and on until his mother grabs his chin.
"Oh Baby stop. I'm sorry. I should've locked the door. It ain't your fault. No boy should see his mama like that." Mary says, turning his face back up slightly to look into her eyes. "Let's do our best to never mention it again, kay?" She says while she tactically begins to slip her towel down a little to show some cleavage. Abe tries to avoid looking down but Mary holds his face firmly in place and gives a mischievous grin.
"Y-y-y-yeah Ma-mama. I don't even remember anything." Says the eternally flustered Abe
"Good boy." Mary replies with a devious motive. "Now keep being a good boy for Mama and get yourself clean for church. I'll leave out some breakfast for you. Make sure you eat AFTER you get dressed. Not before kay?" She asks, raising her eyebrows and using her free hand to subtly let her towel slip just a tad more, nearly exposing her nipples. Mary glances quickly down and takes great pride in the beginnings of another bulge forming in her son's boxers.
"Yes Mama" answers a dutiful and reddening Abe.
"Good boy. Now go." Commands Mary. Abe begins to walk hurriedly away and as he passes Mary, she gives a big spank on his perfectly shaped ass and relishes in her son's squeaky response. "And that's for what we're not talking about again." Mary chuckles to herself.
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Mary's POV
The rest of the morning is fairly uneventful with just a little bit of a hectic rush. Abe showers and eats without incident and then finds himself struggling to fit into his light blue dress shirt. It's clinging for dear life against his biceps, delts, and chest. Abe doesn't even bother with the suit jacket for fear he'll rip it. He at least remembers how to tie a tie, it takes a few attempts, but he gets there. It's a nice black tie and he chooses to use suspenders to hold up his tan pants which are also clinging for dear life against his thighs and ass.
Mary ties her bleached hair into a bun and decides to dress herself in one of her favorite dresses. An elegant white floral midi dress with sheer sleeves that's accented with a sash belt. Mary decides on no bra since she intends to tease her son. From a distance no one would notice but up close you'd see her perky and pink nipples. Which is why she decides to wear a small shrug to just cover the curve of her breasts until she needs them. She completes the look with a nice white church hat.
And for the final touch I'll need a corsage, but Mary thinks of a great idea just before she places it on her breast. Orrrrrr I could have my big strong boy get it for me, Mary thinks to herself very smugly. She places the corsage on her desk. That's not quite enough She thinks as she pulls out a pair of matching underwear. She places them right next to the corsage in her desk. That should get his imagination going.
Mary exits her room and descends the stairs, making a clacking sound on each step with her modest inch and a half heels. "Abey Baby, you ready?" Mary calls up the stairs as she reaches the bottom.
"Yes Mama, Comin down now." Abe makes even more noise coming down the stairs thanks to his massive body and black dress shoes. "How do I look?" He says while flapping his arms out like a kid.
"Oh you look absolutely darling sweetie. Let your mama see the back too." Mary says while making a twirl motion with her hands.
He is absolutely bursting out of that shirt. Such a tempting sexy body my boy has. Lord let me keep him safe and under my control. Abe then turns his back side to his mom. Oh my. Those pants are absolutely huggin the hell out of that boy's butt. I can't help myself Mary thinks to herself as she approaches her son and slides her hand into his back pocket.
"Oh this pocket is sticking out, let me get it for you sweet heart." Mary says as she gives her son's ass cheek a very hard squeeze. Abe lets out a soft yip and turns to face his mother. "Oh look and your tie needs adjusting"
"Wait I don't think..." Abe tries to interject something as Mary quickly grabs his tie and pulls it and him down so she can plant a very quick kiss on his lips.
"I fixed it don't worry sweetheart." She says with an exquisitely sultry grin. "Now do you have everything?" She asks a very stunned Abe.
Abe takes a second to compose himself. "Oh no, I need to grab my gym bag. I gotta workout after church. Thanks for reminding me." Abe then swiftly moves up the stairs.
Oh, a workout. I can do something with that. Mary thinks to herself thanking the lord for presenting a further opportunity to help seduce her son. Abe comes back down with his gym bag and throws a towel into it.
Mary makes a big deal of patting her chest and pretending to realize she forgot something. "Oh Abey Baby. I forgot my corsage in my room. Can you get it for me please?" Abe just stares at his mother clearly not sure what that is "The flower I put on my chest baby. My corsage?"
"Oh Of course mama. I knew that. I'll be back in two shakes." Abe replies as he deftly moves up the stairs.
Good boy, thought Mary. Now to set up for some fun later. Mary moves over to her son's gym bag, unzips it, takes out the towel, and places it back into the linen closet.
"Guess who's going to have to come back home for his shower?" She asked quietly to herself while letting out a devious and self satisfied giggle.
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Abe's POV
"All right, where is it?" Says Abe as he bursts through his mother's door. "Just need Mama's flower corbage thing." Abe scans the room dutifully focused on nothing but the goal his mother set for him. He passes over the dresser, bed, closest, night stand, until finally he sees it resting in front of the mirror on his mother's desk. "Heh, Jackpot" he says to himself bursting with confidence.
When Abe gets there he notices the corsage is sitting on top of one his mother's bra's and a pair of panties. Both a lacey white. The image of his mother in nothing but her underwear immediately flashes into his head and almost as immediately feels his pants tightening around his crotch. Focus Abe. Stop thinking about your mom's sexy body in sexy underwear and get the voyage thingy.
Abe snaps himself back to reality. Grabs the corsage and heads back down stairs. "I got the... flower thing you asked for Mama." Says Abe forgetting the name corsage for a third time.
"Oh thank you my love. Why don't you go ahead and put it on your Mama" Mary says motioning him over to her.
"Yeah of course mama" replies Abe as he tries to gently place the corsage on his mother's collar
"No, no. Not there silly." Says Mary. She grabs his hand and pushes it down squarely onto her breast. Making sure her son gets a full feel of her perky tit "Right there." She says with a smile.
"Oh ok m-m-m-ama," he replies. Abe pins the corsage very carefully while feeling Mary's nearly bare breast underneath him. Oh my god she's not wearing a bra. Does she know? I can feel her nipple hardening. I wonder what it'd feel like in my mouth. Fuck my cock is hardening even more! Get it together big man Abe quickly finishes the job and removes his hand.
"Thank you baby. Don't I just look lovely?" Purrs a very excited Mary giving her son a nice twirl of her dress. "Now let's get a move on and don't forget your gym bag. Make sure to follow close." Says Mary. The pair exit the house, get into their cars, and drive down the road for Sunday service.
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Mary's POV
Mary pulls into the crowded church parking lot located on the other side of town in her tan four door sedan followed by her son in his green hatchback. They park their cars next to each other and both get out of their respective vehicles. Abe approaches Mary and offers his arm to his mother.
"Well oh my, why thank you." Mary says while putting her hand on her chest and blushing just a little. "You're flattering your Mama with such a gentlemanly gesture." Mary more than happily grabs her son's rippling bicep and allows him to escort her into the church. "I feel special being escorted by my big strong boy." Abe blushes at the compliment.
Abe gives his mother a big smile with very red cheeks and naively states "Anything for you mama." oblivious to how Mary intended to hold him to those words.
The two are making their way through the parking lot when they hear "Oh my goodness. Is that THE Miss Marilyn Hughes being escorted to service by some young man she no doubt has tricked into her vile clutches?" Mary grimaces and Abe looks none too pleased by the digs made against his mother. The pair immediately turn their heads to see the eternally judgmental Ms. Debra Boyce approaching them. Ms. Boyce grabs Abes arm and declares "My goodness Abraham. You've gotten even bigger. Glad you grew into good stock despite your disadvantages in maternal upbringing."
Abe is confused as ge is not sure what maternal means. Judging by mis mother's face though he figures Ms. Boyce wasn't being nice. He gives his mother a confused look, not sure how to respond. She gives him a nod of approval. "Thank ya Ms. Boyce?" he responds half heartedly.
"I'm glad your mama still has the sense to bring you to service. I was worried when giving her the four weeks off that she would forget her duties. Bless her heart but you how she is." Ms. Boyce says as if Mary wasn't there.
Mary is angrily digging her fingernails into her son's arm. "I'd appreciate it if you'd not say such things about me in front of my son, Ms. Boyce." Mary says through gritted teeth.
"Oh honey I'm just teasing. Don't be so sensitive. A woman with your past should be a little tougher." Ms. Boyce says with a skip in her step as she walks off into the church.
Occurrences like this aren't uncommon unfortunately and they're not relegated to just Ms. Boyce. Mary receives constant comments from everyone in the church. Everything she does is examined under a microscope, every good thing she does is just her temporarily trying to appease people, and every mistake is a reflection of Mary's true nature. It's exhausting for her and she often leaves church feeling beaten down.
The pair enter the church, exchanging pleasantries with various people excited to catch up with the football star, as well as receiving some more passive aggressive abuse directed towards Mary. They take their seats in the pews and Mary is already starting to feel drained. Luckily she has her boy to lean on as she removes her shrug and tries to channel her frustration into something more fun.
Mary wraps her son's arm around herself and presses her chest into his side. Abe's reddening cheeks and growing cock in his pants shows all the approval Mary needs.
Service begins and is a mostly dull affair. The preacher talks about some Bible stories, speaks about how science is all fake, the lord is the only way, and various other standard things to hear on a Sunday morning. Throughout all this Mary can't but help to tease her son. Placing his on her chest, twirling their legs together, placing her hand on his back,rubbing his thigh, and once or twice gently grazing his cock. This is the best time Mary has had in church ever, that is until one specific part of the sermon.
The preacher, a man named William James Thompson, a friend of Ms. Boyce is currently speaking in a deceitfully kind tone, "Now I know not everyone has an easy path to salvation. In fact I'm gonna be really honest with you fine folk, even though none of us are free of sin, we do know some are more sinful than others. Some among us have engaged in sexual debauchery, binge drinking, and even have had children out of wedlock." It feels as if Mary just had a spotlight put on her as she notices the subtle turning of heads as almost the entire church starts looking at her. "But do not hate these sinners. Pity then for they must spend their whole life to maintain their faith. Any slip and they'll fail. Most tragic of all since they are wicked at their core, they have to be stronger than many of us, but due to that gery wickedness they can't be. It's not a matter if they stray from the path of the righteous, but when."
Mary wishes she could bury herself further into her son as she gives him a big squeeze hoping for some comfort as she feels the judgment of the entire town. He gives one back, very distraught at how they're treating his mother.
"Fuck that guy." She hears her son say under his breath and that does bring a little smile as she rests her head on his chest, but she does have give him a gentle pat on the nose.
"No swearing." she half heartedly admonishes.
Thanks baby. You're a good boy for your mama. She thinks to herself very grateful for her son.
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Mary's POV
The service ends without further incident, but Mary is feeling the strain of the preacher's comments and the public's stares.
Abe gets up and offers his hand to his mother to help her up. Mary gratefully takes it and gives her son a hug. "Thank you baby." She says while looking her head out from his chest, but still keeping her arms wrapped around his waist. She buries her face back in and the pair stand there for several minutes as people's filter out.
"Mama, I think we should leave. Most everyone else has." Mary nods while still keeping her head nuzzled into him. She refuse to break the embrace though, and just tries to slide to her son's side and hobble out while still clinging on tightly. They can't get very far before Abe speaks up.
"Mama I could just c-c-c-carry you out...o-o-o-nly if y-you w-w-w-wanted of course" stutters out Abe. Very nervous since he's dreamed about holding his mama this way many times.
Mary's eyes go wide as she feels her heart rate skyrocket and panties moisten. "I'd love that baby" Mary responds as she excitedly leaps into her son's tree trunk arms. She gives her son a tender kiss on the cheek as she wraps her hands around his neck. Mary leans into Abe's ear and whispers in a very sultry tone "You're such a good boy for Mommy."
"O-of c-c-course Mama." Abe stutters while feeling immense pride at doing such a good job. He takes a second to collect himself. Then proceeds to carry his mom out of the church as Mary nuzzles into his chiseled chest. They receive a lot of looks and judgment from the few remaining people. Mary couldn't care less about them. Not while she's in her son's arms. Nothing else matters.
Mary exits the church in her son's arms looking like they just got married. Abe walks to their cars and before he can even think about setting Mary down she pulls his face to hers and gives a sensual kiss lasting just a few seconds but containing a lifetime's love. "You may put your mama down." Mary commands. Abe gently lowers his mother to the ground. "Good boy." Mary affirms. They both stand there for a minute just gazing into each other's eyes. "You gotta go to the gym now." Says mary.
"Yeah but I can go straight ho-"
"Oh honey that's fine. You gotta go to the gym, besides Mama likes her baby strong" says Mary with a smile while giving his biceps a big squeeze. "Now do as your mama says and I'll make a big lunch for you for being such a good boy." She says with a wink.
Abe nods and says "Yes mama." And walks back to his car
"Make sure to text me when you're heading home." Abe nods. They both get in their cars and head off to their destinations.
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Abe's POV
Abe gets to the gym just a few minutes away from the church. "I need this boner to fuckin go away" He says to himself still a sporting throbbing erection that was gifted to him by his mama's kiss and teasing. He flexes all of his muscles and feels the erection finally start to die down after a few seconds. "Thank god"
Granted I dunno if He would 'preciate me getting hard in his house on His day. Abe thinks to himself with a sting of guilt. Just focus on the workout. Coach says I gotta stay in shape and mama likes her baby boy big and strong.
He shakes his head, choosing not to dwell on that last thought. Abe grabs his gym bag from the passenger seat and checks his phone. He has a reply from his sister.
"Bitch did you die? I was planning using you as a buffer from mama when I come back, so it'd be pretty rude to die ngl..."
Abe gives a laugh and replies. "Nah I was just freaking out. It was nothing. Lol. Sorry for worrying ya."
Sarah replies instantly. "Lol you're fine. I'm just joshing ya you goof :) I'm looking forward to seeing y'all in slightly less than a week. Love you Bubba. <3"
Abe smiles and responds "Miss you and love you too sis :)" followed by a gif of a cartoon dog blowing a kiss.
Abe pops on his head phones, plays some Skillet, and exits his car carrying his bag hyping himself for a big workout.
It's push day meaning he's about to go sicko mode on his chest. He scans himself in with the key fob, the school provides the football team with gym memberships for the summer. Another excessive expenditure. He gives a quick look around and notices there's no one else currently there, a truly divine feeling fit for the lord's day.
He pops into the bathroom with a little jaunt in step. Slides his suspenders from his shoulders, unbuttons his shirt, kicks off his shoes, slips out of his slacks, and dances out of his underwear all while mouthing that he feels like a monster. Opens his bag and yells "oh sonofabitch!"
Abe doesn't have his towel. Unbeknownst to him Mary removed it, Abe however thinks he's just a dolt and forgot. Oh that's not the worst, least I can take a shower at home... he thinks to himself as the image of his mother bent over masturbating and moaning floods back into his mind. Her perky tits and sexy moan. God she did look happy to see me and mama's tits sure felt nice today.
"Way softer than I even imagined" he says wistfully.
I could be a good boy for her and help mama when she's feeling so..., before he finishes he starts to shake his head attempting to remove the thoughts.
"Knock it off Abe. Calm down." He says to himself in the mirror. He looks down and notices his massive erection back. "Oh hell. Not again" he says like his tire just popped. "Maybe I should take care of it.." he says, while giving his large erect cock a slow stroke and picturing his Mom's perky tits pressed against it. "NO NO NO NO. DO NOT JACK IT TO YOUR MAMA AT THE GYM!" he yells to himself and swings his hand away from his penis causing it to shake like a flagpole.
"Calm down big man." he says in a much more relaxed tone. "It don't matter how hot she is. No matter how much you want her to feel your cock. You're a good Christian boy and that's a sin, prolly." Abe isn't sure on that last part but he assumes.
You're Mama's good Christian boy echoes in the back of his head but he tries to ignore it.
He slides into his exercise gear. Really struggling to get the athletic underwear and shorts over throbbing erection but he gets it done with a little determination. Thus begins the most awkward work out of Abe's life.
Every exercise is a mix of horny thoughts and feelings about his mother, putting those feelings into extra reps and sets, all while the best of Christian Nu Metal is blasting in his ears.
*After an hour and a half of working out*
Abe drops from the pull up bar and removes the 45lb plate hanging off his hips and takes a massive gulp of water. His original intentions of just doing his chest was thrown out the window. He kept thinking about how excited his mama would be to see each muscle pumped up, subsequently causing him to workout that muscle while thinking about her, so now he's barely able to stand.
His massive legs shake as if they're made out of jello. The thought All for my mama sneaks into his mind and he's much too exhausted to fight it. The wobbly Abe gathers his things and heads to his car, but before he leaves he makes sure to send a text to his mother saying "coming home."
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Mary's POV
Mary stands in her kitchen having changed out of her dress and into a t-shirt and jeans. She is joyously preparing a sizable lunch of baked chicken mac and cheese, using last night's leftover fried chicken. She expects her son to have worked up quite the appetite at the gym and expects he'll work up an even bigger one after what she has planned for his shower.
Mary's phone goes off and she sees the text from Abe she'd been waiting for and feels herself get a little moist in anticipation. It says "Coming home."
"Oh that boy has no idea how true that is." Mary lets out a giggle to herself very proud of how clever she has been. She quickly responds to her son with a little lie. Something she deems to be ok under the pretense of saving her son.
"Okie dokie sweetie. Mama's gotta walk to the store real quick. Might not be home when you do
There's food cooling on the counter. Be a good boy and don't touch until mama comes ;)
Love youuuuuuuu xoxoxoxoxoxox"
Mary excitedly bounces up and down after hitting send. She takes a deep breath and starts to get ready.
She heads upstairs and into her bedroom. She removes her clothes and puts on the set of underwear she left in front of her desk. "Abey Baby will be very happy to see what I'm sure he was imagining earlier" she says to herself giggling proudly and checking out her reflection.
She admires the way the panties hug and perk up her already tight butt and rest on the top of her hips. Graciously showing off her curves. "Can't believe these fit. I haven't worn them since I was his age. Hell they might even look better at 42." she says with a sultry smile and shake of her butt. "And look how they make the girls pop" Mary gives her tits a quick shake in the mirror. "Aging like a fine wine you sexy ass bitch." She lets her hair down, gives herself a wink, and exits her room.
Mary glides down stairs, slips into the bathroom, and gets ready to pounce with her very lustful intentions.
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Abe's POV
Abe pulls into the driveway next to his mom's sedan and puts his car into park. He checks his phone and sees the text from his mom saying she might not be home. He feels a tinge of disappointment knowing there won't be another bathroom incident. Wait no that's a good thing. Right? He asks himself not being able to deal with his conflicted feelings. He gets out of his car and immediately feels his legs start to shake again letting out a self satisfied chuckled for his hard work.
"Least I got that dog in me." He accidentally locks the front door thinking his mom would've locked it on her way out. "Whoopsie" he says jiggling the deadbolt off. "Guess she's only going to be gone a sec anyway." Abe opens the door and stumbles into the house bent over like a gorilla on its hind legs.
He perks up at attention and is lifted by his nose from the living room into the kitchen by the scent of his mothers home cooking. Abe starts drooling looking at the chicken mac and cheese his mother left to cool on the stove. He feels his entire stomach grumble. No, not until mama comes. He attempts to summon every ounce of willpower he has and tries to turn around away from the delicious comfort food, but his legs refuse to budge. Maybe just one bite Mama will be cool, he thinks as he savors a nice creamy and crispy spoonful of his mom's chicken mac and cheese. Abe moans just a little. All right. No more. I need to stop and shower.
Abe lumbers out of the kitchen, into the hallway, grabs a towel from the closest, enters the bathroom, and shuts the door behind him.
"Abraham Rex Hughes!" Abe freezes upon hearing his mother's stern voice and the clicking of the lock on the door.
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Mary's POV
"I thought good boys knock. Are you not a good boy, Abey Baby?" Mary says, grabbing her son's hips and spinning him towards her. Abe's eyes widen and his cock hardens upon seeing his mother in her lacy white underwear.
"Ma-ma-ma-ma-mama..." Abe stutters out completely stunned at the sight and sound of his mother.
"Oh shhh baby" Mary says, looking up and placing her finger on her son's lips. "I can tell you're happy to see me," she says while grabbing Abe's hard cock through his shorts. "In fact you've been very happy to see your mama a lot." Abe lets out a very gentle moan.
Good lord I can't even fit my hand around it, Mary thinks to herself barely keeping her composure. She looks her son up and down very excitedly. And every single fucking muscle of his body is just rippling. She thinks, trying not to drool.
"Do you think a good boy gets rock hard for his mama?" She asks with a sultry grin while giving his erect cock a gentle rub over his shorts. "Well Baby, give your sexy mama an answer. "
"Um-um-um I-I-I- d-do-don't kn-kn-ow Ma-ma-mama" he replies, barely able to keep himself standing from his arousal and exhaustion.
"Oh Baby, that's not a good enough answer" Mary pulls down his shorts and underwear revealing his full erect cock. Mary experiences a second of pure bliss like she just found the key to the kingdom of heaven in her son's shorts.
FUCK! IT'S AT LEAST 9 INCHES MAYBE 10! Oh fuck and the fucking girth! I'm gonna need both hands to handle this sin of a cock properly. She thinks and feels her pussy quiver in its presence. She rubs her thumb on the head of her son's cock to use the precum as a lube on the shaft. Abe's mouth lets out a desperate sound of elation. He has to steady himself by leaning on the sink.
"Let Mama ask again. Does a good CHRISTIAN boy get hard for his sexy mama?" Mary asks, picking up her speed.
"N-n-no-no Ma-ma-ma-ma." Gasped Abe
"Wrong." Replies Mary. Letting go of her son's throbbing cock.
Abe begins to catch his breath. "What?" Asks the eternally confused Abe.
Mary seizes his shirt collar and pulls him down for a very deep and passionate kiss. Abe submits completely to his mother's warm lips. Falling to his knees as she grabs both sides of his face. His sweet lips begin parting at the will of his mother's tongue.
God it's been so long since I've had a big strong man. Mary moves one of her son's massive hands onto her ass. Such a strong sexy man and he's so cute the way he gets flustered for his mama. Holy fuck I'm wet. Mary breaks the kiss and stares deep into her son's sapphire eyes.
"Let Mama tell you what good Christian boys."
"Yes mama" Abe responds barely able to form sentences
"Good christian boys take care of their mamas. Good christian boys love their mamas passionately. Good christian boys go to church with their mamas. Good christian boys do what their mamas tell them too. Good christian boys belong completely to their mothers. Do you understand?" Abe nods. "Good. Now mama asks again. Does a good Christian boy get hard for their Mamas?"
"Yes?" Replies a still unsure Abe.
"Very good. Now why do they get hard for their mamas?"
"Because good Christian boys love their mamas passionately?"
"Very good boy. Now take off your shirt baby" Abe immediately does so, nearly tearing it in his haste. He reveals his sweltering chest and his perfectly carved abdominals. "Good boy" Mary purrs gawking at his incredible physique.
I COULD GRATE CHEESE ON THOSE ABS!!!! Mary screams in her head
"Now help your mama get out of her panties."
"Yes Mama." Replies Abe looking up at his Mama. He gently puts his hands on his mother's hips and helps her slide out of her underwear.
"Kiss my hips baby." Abe follows his instructions. Mary feels sharp tingles of pleasure from her son's sweet lips on her hips.
"Good boy." Says Mary. Giving Abe a kiss as a reward. "Now help mama with her bra."
"Yes mama" replies Abe. Abe moves his mother's back and proceeds to really struggle with the hooks of Mary's bra. Mary can't help but to give a little giggle.
"Do you need some help sweetie?" teases Mary.
"No, I can do it. I don't need help. I'm a big boy." Replies a defensive Abe, and after a little bit of fiddling Abe does get it done. His eyes nearly exploded at the sight of his mother's beautiful breasts.
"Good boy. That didn't even take that long. " affirms a giggling Mary. "Now give them a kiss." Abe does so very gently. "Very good boy." Says mary as holds her son's head at her breasts. "Start sucking, Baby." Abe fully takes his mother's stiff nipple into his mouth "oh fuck!" Moans Mary. Abe stops for half a second, because he's pretty sure that was the first time he's heard his mother swear. "Keep fucking going boy." Mary commands pulling her son's face as hard as she can into her tits, digging her hands into his hair
Abe starts going back and forth between her tits as she commands it. He keeps her nice curvy booty firmly engulfed by his hands just like his mother commands it. He fits nearly the entirety of his mother's perfectly round breast in his mouth. He sometimes ends up fiddling around due to a lack of experience, but Mary always makes sure to guide him back to the correct path.
"Stop baby." Mary commands. Abe drops his hands and stops sucking on Mary's nipple. "Good boy." Mary is breathing very heavily from the pleasure. She hasn't experienced anything like this for over two decades and never with someone she loved as dearly. "It's time for you to get in the shower."
"Yes Mama." Replies Abe. Standing up and walking to the shower.
God he has a perfect bubble butt. Thinks Mary before she gives her son's cheeks a squeeze and Abe lets out a squeak. So cute.
"Turn it on baby and tell mama when it's warm." commands Mary.
"yes mama" replies Abe turning the shower knob and letting out a sharp chirp as the water touches him.
"You didn't need to stand in it the whole time ya goof ball." Laughs Mary admiring her big goof of a son.
He's so fucking cute.
"It's warm Mama"
"Thank you baby." Replies Mary as she enters the shower. They let the water wash over the two of them. "Back down on your knees" Abe obeys without hesitation. "Good boy." Mary squirts her lavender scented body wash into her hands. "Time for mama to wash you." Mary starts rubbing his chest with her sudsy hands.
His tits might look better covered in soap than mine. She giggles to herself as she pinches her son's nipple. Abe lets out a yip as his cock throbs. Mary continues to scrub her son's body delighting in the occasional pinches and squeezes on whatever part looked fun to play with, which turned out to be most everything. Fuck his muscles are hot.
"Mama loves your muscles. Big strong boy." Abe blushes.
"Th-th-thank you." Abe says clearly flustered.
"You're so cute, baby." giggles Mary as her son looks up at her with red cheeks. "Since you've been such a good boy for Mama, I think you deserve a treat. Would Mama's Baby like a treat?"
"Y-y-yes ma-ma-mama." Replies a very overstimulated Abe. His cock throbbing from all of his mother's teasing.
"Stand up then." Abe does as she commands. Mary gets on her knees and stares up at her son's massive hard cock. "Before mama can give you your treat you gotta answer one more question for me, kay?" Abe nods. "Do you know who this cock belongs to?" she asks while moving her hands up and down his shaft.
"Um-um-um." Abe is barely able to form a thought right now let alone speak. "M-m-m-me?" He says with zero confidence.
"Wrong baby." She says as she glides her tongue right over her son's cock. Careful not to touch. Just to tease. "Mama wants to give you your treat but you gotta focus. Who does this cock belong to?"
"Y-y-y-y-ou?" he says trembling as the water washes over him.
"Very good baby." She affirms as she starts to kiss his shaft. "Why does my good boy's cock belong to his mama?"
"Be-be-because..." Abe trails off trying to focus and remember everything his Mama told him when the metaphorical light bulb turns on "Be-be-because good boys belong co-co-co-com-pletely to their ma-ma-ma-ma-mamas."
"Such a good smart boy." Mary says as she takes his head into her mouth. Abe lets out a squeak that sounds like a fire alarm that needs a new battery as his cock enters his mother's warm mouth.
Oh fuck I needed this. He's so fucking big. Mary thinks as she can feel her son's shaft hitting her gag reflex. I can't even get half way he's so fucking big. I'm too out of practice. Mary has to take a breath and slips her son's cock out her mouth.
"You're so fucking big baby. Mama can't take all of you. Guess I'm just gonna have to practice by sucking you a lot more." She says taking his cock back into her mouth.
"Oh my god mama!!!!" Abe says, reaching a higher state of being from pure sexual pleasure. "You're so hot! I'm gonna cum!!!" He exclaims as he shoots his cum down his mother's throat.
Mary is intent on swallowing but is quickly forced off her son's cock by the sheer volume of his ejaculate. Mary starts choking and coughing vigorously. She leans back and catches herself with her hands as her son showers her with cum that's washed away as quickly as it's shot. "Mama are you ok?" Asks a concerned Abe.
Mary nods wordlessly. She savors the taste of her son's cum for a second. Then leans forward and stands up. Time for Mama to get hers
"Off" she commands very sternly while pointing at the shower knob. Abe does so immediately, oblivious to the change in his mother's demeanor. "Out" Mary points to the shower door.
"Yes mama" Abe exits the shower still on cloud nine from receiving his first blowjob.
"Aaaaabraaaahaaaam" Mary calls from the shower. He turns to see his mother with her head slightly lowered, looking like a demon that has come to collect something.
"Mama's text?" Mary grabs the sides of the shower door as she slowly steps forward like a predator about to pounce on its prey.
"You remember?" She looks at Abe with a feral ferocity clearly ready to pounce.
Abe immediately turns white and gets hard again as he feels a qave of guilt and arousal wash over him. "Y-y-y-yeah mama wh-wh-what about it?"
"Don't eat until mama comes. Sit!" Mary commands while snapping her fingers and pointing to the bathroom floor. He does so wordlessly. Scaroused for what's coming next. Mary slowly walks forward never breaking eye contact with her son. Savoring the fear in his eyes with each step. Mary wraps one leg around her son's neck. "Lift!" Abe places one hand on Mary's ass and the other on her back to keep her steady as she wraps her other leg on his other shoulder. Mary's slit hovers right above her son's face. She grabs his hair and yanks it back to open his mouth. "Eat your mama's pussy bitch!!!"
Mary shoves her needy cunt right into Abe's toungue. She starts grinding greedily and pulling on his hair to make sure he keeps his mouth open. "Yes bitch. Yessss!!!!! Mama needed this so fucking bad!!!!"
Mary yells over and over as a pleasure that was long forgotten surges through her aching body. "You're so fucking good to Mama! Such a fucking good boy for me!!!" Mary's body begins shaking from pure ecstasy "Oh my fucking GOD!"
Her legs tighten around her son's throat as she reaches orgasm.
"Stop baby" Mary's legs release and she lets go of her son's hair. She collapses from the pure pleasure of riding her son's face. Abe slowly lowers her down and lays his mother gently onto his lap. Mary sits up a little and nestles into Abe's chest. "Good fucking boy" Mary says while giving her son a kiss on the chest.
"Thanks mama." Abe delgihtedly staring at his mother's body sprawled out in his arms. "You're so fucking ho-" Mary gives him gentle a smack on the face.
"Don't you curse at your mother. You're a good boy remember. And thank ya baby, you're a smokeshow yourself." Mary glides her finger across his chiseled chest drawing hearts and kissing them. "And how on earth are you already hard?!" Mary says staring at the pringles can of meat that is her son's erect penis.
"I guess I just gets really turned on by ya mama." Mary blushes.
Music to my ears. She thinks to herself.
"I can take care of that later Baby. We're going to have lots of opportunities." Mary gazes into his oceanic eyes and cups her hand on his cheek. "Now come and love on your Mama." She pulls herself up to give Abe a deep, passionate, and loving kiss. They both sit there on the bathroom floor exchanging kisses, cuddles, and sweet words for several minutes. Just enjoying being in each other's arms.
At the end of one of their many kisses Abe's stomach gives a rumble. "OH NO, THE FOOD!!!" Exclaims Mary. Abe immediately stands up still carrying his naked mother in his arms and barges out of the bathroom, down the hallway, and into the kitchen. "Abey Baby! There's a window facing the neighbors!" Abe nopes back out of the kitchen, down the hallway, and into the bathroom. Mary starts laughing hysterically "Just go upstairs silly. That's where our clothes are."
"Right mama." Abe trots back out of the bathroom, down the hallway, up the stairs, and into his mother's room. He sets his mother gently down on the floor.
"Why thank you Abey Baby, you're a wonderful taxi service. Here's your tip." Wraps her arms around the base of his neck and gives him a deep kiss.
"Thank ya Mama" Abe says deeping his voice in an attempt to sound what he imagines a cabby to sound like. He turns to leave and Mary gives him a smack on the butt.
"I want you saying thank you to that too." Mary giggles.
"Thank ya mama." Abe says in a much more sheepish voice.
The pair get dressed in some casual clothes of shorts and shirts. Abe's has a pink shirt with his school's initials on it and Mary just takes a white low cut top. Abe is in a pair of blue short shorts and Mary finds a nice pair of jeans shorts.
"All right Abey Baby. I need you to set the oven to 250 and to put the food in for 10 minutes then gather up any laundry you got. I'm gonna do a load."
"Yes mama" Abe does as he is commanded.
By the time the oven goes off Abe is so hungry he's ready to start biting the wall. He helps Mary set the table and takes his seat while shaking from hunger.
"Abraham Rex Hughes! Did you sneak some food when I told you not too!" Exclaims Mary staring at her one bite smaller Chicken Mac and Cheese.
Abe goes red. "Uhhh I might've maybe done that. I'm sorry?"
"Oh whatever. It's fine, baby." Mary sets the food on the table and serves some to her son. Then walks over, pulls his face to hers for a kiss, and whispers in his ear "I already have to punish you for missing the holidays and not saying thank you after mama sucked your cock. So I'll just add it." Mary says as she gives his ear a little nibble, walks back to her seat, and serves herself some chicken mac and cheese.
I'm just happy to have somebody I love back home.
*to be continued*