As she quickly drove home after leaving work early, 36 year old Emma Wells couldn't help but be pissed off at her forgetful 38 year old husband Thomas. While on lunch break, she received a text from her 18 year old son Jake. It said that Tom wasn't home yet to take his son to the first travel soccer practice for the new team he just joined. The family had recently moved across the state after Tom received a promotion at work. Emma thought about the phone conversation, or more accurately the phone argument, that she just had with Tom.
"Hello, dear. What's up?" Tom answered.
Emma replied, "What the hell took you so long to answer?"
"Um, I'm at work. Why does it sound like you're in the car? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"Think about it, Tom! Are you forgetting something again?"
"I...I don't think so."
"I'm rushing home to take our son to his first soccer practice here, something you promised him you would do!"
"Oh shit! Em, I am so sorry. I got tied up on a new..."
"I don't care, Tom! You promised him! You know how important this is to him. Even with us moving across the state, he was able to make it on to a top tier team here. He wanted to make a good impression on his new teammates. You know, guys that he doesn't know yet!"
"I'll make it up to him, I promise."
"At this point, your promises mean nothing anymore. How many times have you promised to do things for Jake or with him, only for something else to get in the way? It's way more than you can remember, that's for sure!"
"Hey, that's not fair! I can't help it if I'm forget..."
"Yes, you can! If you would get with the modern age and get a smartphone like I've asked you to do before, you could set reminders for yourself. But no, you don't want to give up your precious flip phone."
"Emma, what can I do?"
"There's nothing you can do anymore. We all agreed that your promotion and us moving was a good thing, but I can see nothing is going to change. So, don't worry, Tom. I will fix your mistake with Jake...again." Emma angrily hit the disconnect button on her steering wheel.
Five minutes later, Emma started honking her car horn before she even pulled up to the house, but saw that Jake was already waiting outside for her. He yanked open the back door and threw his gear bag in the back seat, then jumped in next to her. As she quickly pulled away from the house, he looked at her and said, "Thanks, Mom."
She looked back at him, "You know I would do anything for you, honey." He flashed his charming smile at her, which helped to melt her anger with Tom, but only slightly. When she saw Jake bouncing his leg and look at the digital time on the dash, she laid a hand on his thigh and said, "I'll get you there on time, don't worry."
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Chapter 2
Emma pulled into the field parking lot with only a few minutes to spare, giving Jake enough time to grab his bag and run over to his team. He gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before jumping out of the car, making Emma's cheeks blush. She watched him run up to his coaches, seeing the strong muscles in his legs flex as he ran. She continued watching as Jake was introduced to his new teammates, who all seemed welcoming to him.
Emma grabbed her book from her purse to read the newest thriller novel she had just bought. She set the seat back a little to get comfortable and opened her book. When she was done reading a couple chapters, she looked up to see how Jake was doing on the field and was instantly wide eyed. Emma thought to herself 'Holy shit, they're playing shirts and skins!' She started to feel a little flushed as she watched the muscular and young shirtless men run around on the field. It was then that she noticed Jake was one of them, playing his usual spot at left wing, which put him on the side of the field closest to her car. She swallowed nervously as she observed her 6'2" son run around with a shirt on. Jake had the lean muscle build of a long distance runner, but with legs built like an Olympic level sprinter. Playing soccer since he was 5 years old, Jake never truly had any extra body fat on him, especially as he neared his teen years and started making travel teams.
Finally feeling her eyes start straining, Emma realized she had been staring at her son, so she blinked rapidly to refresh her eyes and said out loud, "Get a grip, girl! That's your baby boy." But her loins were whispering other thoughts into her head, thoughts like 'He definitely isn't a baby anymore.' Seeing her son not as a boy anymore, but as a man, Emma reflected on the past 18 years and even further back.
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Chapter 3
Emma Brenner grew up as a bit of a tomboy in a midsize Midwestern town, wanting to be an athlete since she was a toddler. Through her childhood, Emma tried all kinds of different sports, from team sports like softball and volleyball to individual sports like long distance running and tennis. And long distance running is what she excelled at, running track and field as a preteen then devoting herself to 5K cross country runs, 10K organized runs, and all the way up to half marathons. With her dedication to running, there was no question that the successful runner would make her high school's varsity cross country team as a freshman. She excelled through her high school years, far surpassing almost all of her competitors.
Due to her devotion to competitive running and her desire to get better every day, Emma focused only on that and studying instead of boys. Sure, she had male friends in high school, but she wasn't interested in dating. That is until her family had new neighbors move in right next door only a couple days before her graduation. This family included a son two years older than Emma, a shy young man that immediately got her attention. She had just turned 18 and with high school nearing its end, her focus shifted to her growing attraction to the new neighbor. And that neighbor, Thomas Wells, certainly was attracted to her as well. They instantly hit it off and went on their first date the weekend after she graduated. Their feelings grew stronger every passing moment, and during the summer the two virgins equally decided to consummate their relationship. Little did they think how much that would change their lives.
Being responsible young adults, they played it safe. Emma started taking the pill. Yet the pull to become sexually intimate became too strong for them to wait for the pill to become truly effective. Just to play it safe, Tom wore a condom, but the stars were not aligned for them. Unknown to them, the condom broke. They only became aware of that when they both felt his hot seed flood her vaginal walls. They looked at each other in shock as he pulled out. Knowing that the possibility was there, they waited for Emma to get her period before they became intimate again. And they continued to wait until she was two weeks late. They knew before she even took a pregnancy test which only confirmed the truth. The young couple were going to be parents.
Afraid to hide it from their families, the couple sat down with both sets of parents and told them. To their surprise, all four parents were happy for them and agreed to help them in any way they could. Tom continued to attend college, which thankfully was close enough for him to be near the future mother of his child. And Emma gave it no thought at all, she was going to college, even as her belly grew. She went to the same college as Tom, so eventually they hoped to have a place of their own. Emma had an easy pregnancy until the final month when she started to not feel right. Thinking it was the stress of the upcoming birth and her studies to be a physical therapist, Emma ignored her feelings at first. Later that night, it soon became apparent there was more to it than stress. It was quickly determined that the umbilical cord was wrapping around the baby's neck. Emma went into an immediate emergency C-section, giving birth to the couple's son Jacob three weeks early. Mom and baby stayed in the hospital for a few weeks, but were finally able to go home...to the huge welcome home party attended by the new grandparents and many friends.
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Chapter 4
Jacob, or Jake as he soon was known as, was an active toddler and kept Emma and Tom on their toes. When he was 3 his parents married in a small ceremony with close family and friends attending. And during a stroll in a local park with his parents when he was just short of 5 years old, they came upon a teenage soccer game. Jake took one look and was hooked, begging his parents to let him start playing soccer. And it quickly became apparent he was a natural at it, getting his Mom's athletic genes.
His parents devoted themselves to helping Jake in any way, but after a few years, Tom started to focus more on his job as he slowly moved his way up the ranks at a biolab equipment manufacturing company. And it came down to Emma to get Jake to his practices and games, even learning the sport to help coach a couple years. When Jake turned 10, he asked Emma if she could just be a spectator. It hurt her emotionally a little to not help coach him anymore, but took to being one of the team moms immediately, even though she was a lot younger than most of the other moms. Tom still came to some games, but nowhere near all of them like Emma. As Jake moved up to travel soccer and played better every season, it became a point of contention between the couple that Tom devoted more time to his job than to his family. He was always a little forgetful, but it became worse as he aged. It wasn't an illness that caused it, just his drive to be better at his job. And as a result of that, the couple started pulling apart even though they still loved each other. While they still slept in the same bed, they became more like roommates than a married couple.
A prime opportunity came up when Tom was offered a promotion to run a new manufacturing plant for his company on the other side of the state. The family sat down and discussed their options, weighing the pros and cons of moving. They finally decided it was the best option, hoping that it would help them financially and eventually strengthen their marriage again. Jake was only a month away from finishing high school, so the school gave permission for him to stay with his maternal grandparents until he graduated. His parents moved five hours away and were quickly able to find a nice sized house that was reasonably priced. Emma knew that it was important for Jake to graduate with his friends, but she missed him so much that month they were apart. There's an old saying that blood is thicker than water, but Emma and Jake's relationship was thicker than molasses in January. They were two peas in a pod, mother and son joined at the hip over his devotion to soccer and her devotion to help him anyway she could.
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Chapter 5
After her reflection into the past, Emma focused back on her tablet, but still couldn't get the image of Jake's lean muscled body out of her head. After reading the same paragraph for the fifth time, she gave up and set the tablet down. Looking up and still seeing the players without shirts on, she tried to focus on a game on her smartphone. "Fuck! That doesn't work either!" she says out loud to no one. The thoughts running through her head ranged from 'If Tom would at least give me a courtesy fuck every once in a while, I wouldn't be looking at Jake like this' to 'What's the harm in looking? He's an attractive young man, a well muscled attractive young man.' Emma couldn't stop the tingling she felt in her scrubs, still wearing them after leaving work so quickly. Reaching down to touch her crotch, she couldn't believe how wet she was. She moaned as her touch sent an electrical jolt through her body. She rubbed her finger up over her crotch and felt the same jolt again. Knowing there was only one way to handle this, Emma looked around and saw that she was parked by herself away from other cars. She quickly untied her scrubs and slid her hand down inside her panties to rub her throbbing clit. At first she rubbed slow with her eyes closed, but then opened her eyes to focus on her son out on the field. This led to a new flow of pussy nectar as she moaned louder from seeing him. As she felt her climax approaching, she shoved her other hand down her pants and easily slid a couple fingers inside her wet pussy. She hooked them to rub her G-spot, which brought her even closer. She started moaning her son's name as she got closer to the edge, then yelled out "Oh Jake! Oh baby! I'm cumming!!!" when her orgasm hit. While her body convulsed from the strongest orgasm she had in years, her juices flowed heavily over her fingers, soaking into her already saturated panties and scrubs. Emma panted heavily as she lifted her fingers to her mouth, sucking off all her deliciousness. Oh my god, that was fucking intense, but then the guilt hit her. Feeling tears well up, she thought 'What the fuck did I just do? I can't believe I jilled myself off thinking about my son! I'm a terrible mother!'
Practice started wrapping up, so Emma got herself all straightened out before Jake got back in her car. No tears flowed, but she made sure the little amount of makeup she wore was not messed up from her sweating while masturbating. Jake threw his bag in the backseat again and climbed in next to her. As he was about to say hi to her, he noticed an aroma in the car that he didn't recognize. It wasn't a bad aroma, actually it was quite pleasing, but it wasn't what the car smelled like before. He looked at her and said, "Hi Mom! Um, what's that scent I smell?"
'Fuck! He can smell my pussy!' Emma looked at her son and quickly lied. "A friend from work gave me a new perfume to try. I'm not sure if I like it yet or not," she told him. "I think I'll give it back to her tomorrow."
"Oh, okay Mom. I don't think it smells bad. I kind of like it."
"Okay, Jake." She rolled down the window. "Let's go home."
"Can we pick up a pizza on the way home?"
"Absolutely, honey. I really don't feel like cooking tonight anyway."
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Chapter 6
Emma pulled into the garage and saw that Tom was still not home. She told Jake to go jump into the shower while she got the table ready. After Jake ran upstairs, she typed out a text to Tom.
'Pizza will be in the fridge for you. I'm still upset, so I think it might be a good idea if you sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. I will put clothes in there for you. Tom, this is the last time I'm saying this. Get your priorities straight. Family should be first before anything else. I understand that you run that plant now, but any new projects can be handled by your engineers. You shouldn't have to be involved in every single detail that goes on there. Make time for us, because at the rate you're going, there soon won't be an us. I still love you, Tom, but right now I really don't like you. If that hurts, I'm sorry. It's the way I feel. And I wouldn't be surprised if Jake felt the same way.'
She hit send as Jake entered the kitchen, wearing loose basketball shorts and a tank top. His shaggy dark blonde hair was still slightly wet from the shower. Emma's heart beat faster as she watched him walk around the table. Her mind raced from one end of her moral dilemma to the other. 'STOP IT! He's your son, for fuck's sake!' She watched him stretch his arms before sitting down to eat. 'Goddamn though, he's attractive. Oh hell, he's hot, hot as fuck.'
Emma said, "Jake, I'm not that hungry. It's been a hectic day. I'm going up to take a shower and will probably stay up there. Would you mind grabbing the clean laundry basket and bringing it upstairs when you're done eating?"
"Sure, Mom.," he replied, already munching down on his second slice.
"Thank you, honey."
Emma headed upstairs, still feeling conflicted over her thoughts and what she did in the car.
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Chapter 7
Emma walked into her bedroom, quickly undressed and got into the shower in the ensuite bathroom. The hot shower helped her relax and calm down from her earlier thoughts and actions. Once done, she stepped in front of the mirror and wiped it down. Looking at her body, she wondered what happened to cause Tom to be disinterested in making love to her. She may be 36, but she still had the body of a swimsuit model. She put her hands under her still firm DD cup breasts. She smiled at herself. 'Never lost that second D after Jake stopped breastfeeding.' Then she rubbed a hand down over her flat stomach, thanking yoga and her treadmill for keeping her in shape. She ran a finger over the slightly whiter C-section scar, but had no regrets that he wasn't born naturally. 'Anything for my son, my Jakob.' Both hands slid down over her hips, which are not much wider than her waist, just enough to give her those womanly hourglass curves. Turning around, she looked back to admire her ass, which thankfully had not sagged as she aged. Again she smiled as she turned back to face the mirror and looked down to her crotch, where the small tuft of trimmed light brown hair matched the shade of the long hair on her head. She thanked genetics for giving her natural beauty as she always considered her mother as one of the most attractive women she'd ever seen. She smiled one last time before walking out of the bathroom naked.
And walked into the bedroom as Jake entered with the basket of clean laundry. 'Fuck! I forgot he was bringing the laundry upstairs'! She tried to step backwards into the bathroom before he saw her, but it was too late. He'd already seen her, all of her. The basket hit the floor literally as Jake's jaw hit the floor figuratively. His eyes practically popped out of his head as he looked up and down at his naked mother, who was frozen to the spot she was standing at just like he was. Something else popped out as the bulge in his basketball shorts grew...and grew.
At first, Emma's eyes were locked on Jake's, but then she noticed the front of his shorts. 'He's not wearing underwear, and that bulge keeps getting bigger!' A slight moan escaped her lips as she thought back to masturbating in the car. She felt herself getting wet, wile her nipples get hard. 'Fuck it! I want him.'
"Jake?" He didn't look up her face, just continued to gawk at her fabulous body. "Jake, honey? Jacob!" That got his attention as his head swung up so he could look at her face. In a husky voice, "Jake, baby, do you like what you see?"
"Um...what? Mom?"
"Honey, I asked if you like what you see."
Jake gulped quickly while trying to think of what to say, but figured honesty was the best policy. He nodded, "Yeah, Mom, I do...a lot."
Now knowing what she wanted, Emma seductively approached her son.
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Chapter 8
Jake watched his mother approach him like a jungle cat stalking its prey. He again swallowed nervously as she stepped right in front of him. Being only 5'6", Emma had to look up to her tall son.
"Touch me, baby."
"Mom?"
Taking his right hand, she repeated, "Touch me." Then she placed his hand on her left breast. His hand didn't move, so she helped him move it, sliding his fingers over her nipple. She gripped the back of his hand to make it squeeze her breast. When she let go, he continued moving his hand on his own. "That feels good, baby."
"You are so gorgeous, Mom. Until a few minutes ago, you were just Mom to me, but I now see you're more than that. But should we be doing this?"
Baby, if you want to stop, just remove your hand and leave the room. You don't even have to say anything." Still, she flashed him a seductive smile.
Her smile widened and she gasped when instead of walking away, Jake brought his left hand up to her other breast. His eyes raised up from her chest, "I want to stay here with you, Mom."
"Follow me." She backed up towards the bed, leading her son who didn't remove his hands from her breasts. Looking down, she saw that he seemed even harder than before. She reached down and pulled up his shirt, waiting for him to move his hands so she could pull the shirt off him. He immediately started rubbing her chest again, eliciting a louder moan from her. Reaching to her nightstand, she grabbed a hair tie and put her long hair into a ponytail before sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him. Keeping her eyes on his, she hooked her fingers in his waistband and slid his shorts down his legs. Only when he stepped out of them and kicked them away did she look down at his erection. 'OH...MY...GOD! That looks to be about 8" and thick too!'
"Baby, that is a big cock!" She slowly started stroking it even though her fingers didn't fully wrap around it. She heard him moan, but then looked up at his eyes again as she lowered her mouth onto the bulbous head, eliciting a loud groan from him. She moaned around his shaft as she gets her first taste of his huge cock. Her head started going down, taking his cock into her mouth deeper than she ever had his father's.
He couldn't stop moaning as his mother swallowed his long shaft. He struggled to talk but was able to say, "Bigger than dad's?"
She pulled her mouth off him. "Oh baby, he doesn't even come close. You certainly didn't get this from him." She engulfed his cock again, taking him all the way to the back of her mouth.
"Oh fuck, Mom!" She smiled as best as she could with a huge dick in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down, making his shaft wetter with her ever increasing saliva. "That feels incredible!"
She moaned loudly with his words, but then decided to really blow his mind. Putting her hands on his ass and with one hard pull, she was able to get the head of his cock into her throat, humming around it as it entered.
"HOLY FUCK!!!!" he screamed as he immediately unleashed, blasting a thick cum rope right into her throat, then another. She pulled back and kept half of his cock in her mouth as his body twitched and continued to shoot his spunk. He fired a third rope, then a fourth, then another, more still coming out, finally reaching his 8th and last rope shooting into her mouth. After the fourth blast, she swallowed what she had there to make room for more. When he was finally done, she pulled her mouth off and showed him the cum she still had there, rolling her tongue through it before closing her mouth and loudly swallowing. She reopened her mouth to show him it was all gone.
Unable to remain standing, Jake collapsed onto the bed next to Emma. She laid on her side next to him and asked, "That feel good, baby?"
After finally catching his breath, he replied, "That was the most incredible thing I've ever felt! I can't believe I finally got to experience that."
In astonishment, she looked at him wide eyed. "You've never had a blowjob before?"
"Mom, I've never even had sex before."
Oh my god, he's a virgin! "Oh Jake, baby, get ready for some fun."
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Chapter 9
Emma got up on her knees and straddled his thighs, reaching down to stroke his cock back to life. "Baby, your father used to repay the oral pleasure, but you have me so fucking wet I just want you inside me right now." Once he was fully hard again, she lifted up and rubbed the head of his cock through her soaked pussy lips a few times before lining him up with her hole. "You ready, my Jacob? You ready to lose your virginity? To your mother, no less?" All he could give her was a nod, so she started lowering herself, taking only the second cock she ever had inside her slowly into her depths. She took her time, going slowly because his girth really stretched her out.
Her body shook from mini orgasms as every inch of his large shaft entered her, finally approaching the base of his cock. With one last hard push, she slammed herself down onto his pelvis, instantly giving her a much larger orgasm. She grabbed his chest hard as her body locked up rigid, then started twitching rapidly as she rode her climatic wave. She panted heavily with her head hung low, her ponytail hanging over one shoulder almost down to his chest.
She whispered, "Your father has never made me cum like that. That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had, even better than..." She realized what she was about to say and quickly bit her tongue.
"Better than what, Mom?" She shook her head, still not looking at him. "Come on, Mom, you're sitting on me with my cock buried inside you. I think we're a little past embarrassment, don't you?"
"Promise you won't be upset?" He gave her another nod and flashed his ever charming smile. "Okay, baby, I'll tell you. I got myself off while watching you practice without your shirt on today, even screaming your name loudly when I came."
Jake's eyes went wide. "Mom, that's....that's fucking hot."
Happy that he wasn't upset, Emma started grinding on his lap, making his cock move around in a circle inside her and making her groan. When he reached up and put his hands on her tits, she started bouncing up and down on him, pulling almost all the way off his shaft before dropping herself down again. "Fuck me, baby! Give me that big cock! Fuck your mother! Take your dad's place in my cunt!" She moaned louder as she picked up the pace.
Highly turned on by her dirty talk, Jake said his own. "You like that, Mom? You like bouncing on your only son's cock? You just love feeling me inside you, don't you? Fuck, you're so tight!"
"That's because your father is so much smaller than you. He never stretched me out like you do!"
Grabbing onto her hips, he drove his strong hips up, pushing his cock deeper inside her. Her eyes went wide as his cock reached depths in her never felt before. They grunted and groaned together, filling the room not just with their words and moans, but also the sounds of hot wet sex along with the aroma. That aroma finally hit Jake, almost like a shot to the face.
"That wasn't perfume, was it? I smelled your pussy in the car!"
"Yes, baby, you had me gushing and soaking my panties and scrubs." She stopped and quickly propped herself on her feet before continuing bouncing, making his cock go as deep as it could. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!"
"Goddamn, Mom, your pussy is incredible!"
She looked down into his face intently. "I'm getting close, baby. Make me cum with your massive love stick!"
He lifted his hips over and over, driving himself up inside her after knowing that was she so close to cumming again.
"That's it, baby, that's it. Yes...yes...oh fuck...god, keep going...ahhh...OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING!!!!" Her climax washed over her, making her gush out onto his pelvis and soaking the sheet underneath him.
The added heat of her slick juices and the tightening of her pussy brought about Jake's own orgasm. He pulled her tight against him and grunted loudly as he blasted another huge load deep inside her, a load even bigger than he emptied into her mouth.
Emma collapsed on his sweaty chest, breathing heavily as her racing heart started slowing down. She looked up at him, and they locked gazes. They both know there was no going back, but that didn't seem to bother them at all. She lowered her lips to his, kissing him in a way lovers do, not mother and son. Their tongues danced until she pulled away and whispered, "I love you, baby."
He replied just as quiet, "I love you too, Mom."
"We better get cleaned up before..." They both heard the garage door open and looked out the window to see Tom pulling into the driveway. "Shit, Jake! Grab your clothes and get to your room...quick!"
They heard Tom enter downstairs, but after the text Emma sent him earlier, he didn't call out with his normal greeting of I'M HOME! Hissing at Jake, "Go! Now! Before he comes upstairs." She threw on a robe and yanked the sheets off the bed, then gathered some of Tom's clothes to take to the guest bedroom. He reached the second floor just as she exited the guest bedroom and crossed the hall to the master bedroom. "Hi, Emma, can we..." She didn't give him a chance to finish his question before slamming her bedroom door shut.
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