TWO TO REALLY GET GOING

 

TWO TO REALLY GET GOING 

“Now sweetheart…”, Mom began. Her make-up was done up beautifully, highlighting her lovely eyes 

and full, sensual lips, despite the fact that she was sitting in bed at 11am on a Saturday. 

 

She continued, “...Let me get this straight. You heard, your MOTHER… saying that she’d give anything 

for a cock to suck right now from out in the hallway. Is that right?” I gulped, but nodded. 

 

I was trying desperately to look my Mom in the eye, but the sopping wet sex toy sitting beside her on 

the bed was nothing compared to the fact that she’d clearly been pulling at and manipulating the 

lingerie she was wearing. And now one of her nipples was exposed, along with most of the areola on 

that tit. And the other nipple was straining, desperate to puncture the material on the other side! 

 

“And when you heard this thing, that your MO-THER, was saying… In the privacy of her own bedroom... 

Your thought was to enter, said bedroom?” Mom’s words were accusatory, but her eyes… The LOOK 

 she was giving me! Her gaze was so sexual. She was looking at me as if seeing me as a man for the 

first time, and her eyes wandered freely up and down my body as she spoke. She always returned to 

my eyes, but she didn’t stay there long. 

 

I was blushing from her words, from the looks she was giving me, and the fact that her gorgeous, 

incredibly sexy body was so clearly on display and so powerfully sexualized in that moment. I tried to 

get enough air together to answer her, but before I could, she added, “And why was that sweetie?” 

 

Fuck.

 

But, again, the question was, apparently, rhetorical. Because she didn’t give me time to answer. 

Instead her gaze drifted down to my crotch, and the hard-on there, that felt like it was either going to 

break my zipper or be strangled to death by my jeans. “Well?” She asked. Her shoulders shrugging, 

and her demeanor of confidence slipping for a moment as she said, “Did you bring me a cock to suck 

or not?” 

 

She was trying to play it cool. But the shrug gave her away. I mean, I knew my own Mother’s body 

language. Hell, she was the most familiar person in the whole world to me! And now that I’d seen that 

little tell, I suddenly couldn’t unsee a dozen other little signs. Like, Mom’s eyes kept flicking to my eyes, 

only to end up STARING at my hard-on, over and over again. Her breathing was tense, shallow, almost 

desperate! And she kept licking her lips, and swallowing like her mouth was watering and she couldn’t 

control her hunger. 

 

As I finally looked at her, the entirety of her and not just her lovely eyes and rock hard nipples, I started 

to see that I wasn’t the only one who was burning up. Her grip on her toy was a death grip, and her feet 

shuffled in a little squirming motion that seemed to be getting worse the longer she went without 

touching herself. 

 

Finally, like I had in the split second early when my idiot, teenage, male brain, had made me come into 

the room to begin with… I was beginning to feel like there was an actual chance here! An opportunity. 

So, in answer to Mom’s question, I reached down for my fly and said, “Actually Mom, seeing you like 

this. It’s kind of killing me. Is it okay if I take it out?” Then, without waiting for an answer, I started to 

unzip. 

 

Mom watched, her gaze fixed. She looked needy, and enraptured with what she was seeing. She 

looked from my fly to me, and back again, biting her lower lip in anticipation before saying in a low, 

breathy voice, “I… I think you should. If it’s going to hurt you, I mean.” Once again, I recognized my 

Mom’s tone. This was an excuse, she actually wanted to see me naked!

 

I tried not to gulp, but I was doing that thing where I was actively trying not to look uncool, and so my 

motions, no matter how smooth, felt awkward and clumsy to me. But if they really were, Mom didn’t 

seem to notice. I Shuffled my pants down to my ankles, stepped out of them, and then sent my boxers 

down after the pants. 

 

When I did, Mom moaned. It was such a sweet, erotic, and sexual noise that my cock bucked, and I 

almost moaned myself in response to how good it felt just to hear that sweet little moan come from her. 

Mom slid towards me, her lace lingerie pulling even tighter against her body as she did. I was worried 

for a second that I was going to get caught staring, but then Mom grabbed my cock in her hand and all 

hope of thinking any thoughts went away! 

 

I sucked in a breath and moaned. My knees bent, and the pleasure I got from that one touch, I was 

pretty sure, had my first experience with a pussy beat, and all she’d done was touch me! Mom’s mouth 

moved toward me, and then away. Then she let go of my cock, and started to pull her hand away, but 

before her hand had been gone for even 3 seconds, she adopted a determined expression, whispered 

“fuck it”, and grabbed me once more. Even the second grab was intensely pleasurable! 

 

Then Mom looked up at me. But, like before, she couldn’t seem to keep her eyes off my dick. She kept 

glancing at my eyes, but then looking back at the hard-on in her hand. Finally, still doing that divided 

attention thing, she began to alternately squeeze my cock, and then give it a few gentle strokes as she 

spoke to me. 

 

“Okay, look baby. Real talk? The fucking dog ATE 3 of my sex toys this week. I’ve got two more in the 

dishwasher, and I just, I can’t wait okay? Oh, and, I know this is a lot but, Mommy needs at least two to 

really get her going? Understand?”

 

She was looking from my eyes, and then to my cock, over and over. A desperate, needy desire so 

plain on her face that it almost looked painful for her to resist it. My brain was half turned off, and 

desperately playing catch-up to the fact that my gorgeous, big-titted Mom was gripping my dick with 

one tit out, that I had no hope of answering her questions anytime soon. 

 

But Mom read that delay as hesitation, and like flipping a switch, she completely changed her 

approach. Her gaze steadied on mine, and her tone, while still lusty, was now more focused and 

serious. “Look,” she said. “I know this is a lot, and I’m sorry I teased you when you first came in here, 

but I NEED this. And I can make it worth your while. Like, seriously worth your while.”

 

Her other hand joined her first as her wedding rings made contact with my balls and she went from 

needy, instinctive grabs, to professional level fondling. My vision went white, and every muscle in my 

body tightened as she taught me things about just how much pleasure a human body could experience 

that I’d never imagined. And that was just her hands!  

 

Mom’s tone was equal parts seductive and demanding, as she gently and expertly ran her hands all 

over my cock. “Please let me suck your cock Son! Mommy needs it. And I’ll treat you so good baby… I 

don’t know what kind of skill you think those girls you’ve been sleeping with have, but I can show you 

how a REAL slut does it.” 

 

Mom then pointed my cock at her lips, and with it bobbing and dribbling barely an inch from her lips, 

she encouraged me with her words. “Say yes sweetie. Say yes and Mommy will suck this dick and 

ride this toy like such a wild, naughty, skillful little whore that you’ll never want to jerk it to any other 

thought but me, ever again.” 

 

Then she inserted her toy into herself with a lusty moan, and one last time she begged me, “Say yes.” 

Then she opened up her mouth, put the head of my cock inside it enough that I could feel her hot 

breath, even as she kept it open wide enough that her breath was all I could feel. Then she just waited. 

She waited, and stared at me with horny, needy, pleading eyes! Until, when my brain finally caught up 

enough to the moment that I could speak again, I simply said, “Yes!” 

 

And that was all it took. Mom went fucking wild! 

 

5 minutes ago she seemed like she was going to ground me until my funeral, and now she was 

bobbing, slurping, sucking, moaning, and doing it all of it while she also bounced on a massive toy and 

screamed her pleasure around my cock. I know that she had crazy skills, because she did shit that I’d 

never seen before, and felt things that I’d never felt before. I know that she must have had some wild 

experience, because she “switched positions” repeatedly. Always telling me exactly where to sit or 

stand as she repositioned her dildo and began to bounce back and forth between the two cocks inside 

of her. But all of that PALED. It was NOTHING, when compared to the fact that this hot, wicked, 

insatiable slut who could not seem to get enough of my cock, was my Mom!

 

I don’t know how I lasted more than a few seconds. But I think  it was just too much! I was 

overwhelmed with heat, and lust, and pleasure. I was blown away by every fantasy I’d never known that 

I had, being all played out at once, in the most fantastic ways possible. And I lasted a LONG time. It 

wasn’t until about 30 minutes later, after Mom had cum over a dozen times, and yet never seemed to 

have had enough, that I finally told her I was going to cum soon. 

 

When I did, Mom popped my cock out of her mouth, and had me sit at the head of her bed, with my 

back to the wall. She stood in front of me, lifted my chin so I could look her in the eyes, and with cum 

and drool dribbling down her face and tits she asked, “Is Mommy the best, nastiest little whore that 

you’ve ever had?!” I gulped, but nodded emphatically. 

 

In reply, Mom gave a wicked smile, saying, “Good boy”. Then, without warning, she lowered herself 

down in a motion so smooth that it seemed impossible. One moment I was bucking in the cool, early 

afternoon air, and then next my dick was swallowed up by the wettest, tightest pussy I’d ever had in my 

 life! I felt her dripping wet lips settle on my full, swollen balls, and could barely process the fact that the 

unbelievably amazing cunt I was feeling grip me was my own Mother’s!

Then Mom, cool as could be, looked me in the eyes and said, “Now give Mommy a nice big load of 

cum sweetheart, while I convince your friend here to do the same.” There was a brief moment of 

confusion from me, and then Mom waggled her dildo to one side of her face, and smiled from it to me 

before stating, “Oh… Here he is now. Do think he’d really… I mean. I’m your Mom…” Then she 

grinned, jammed that sex toy into her mouth with a greedy moan, and began to fuck her own face as 

she pretended to suck off one of my buddies while ACTUALLY riding my cock. 

 

I came with a fucking roar. Every muscle in my body tensed up as I grabbed her hips and pulled her 

down into my thrusts as hard as I could. I blew a load in her that felt like it was going to flood her and 

cum spilling out of her mouth. But even as I was losing my mind in the most intense orgasm of my life, 

it turned out that I still had just a little bit of room left, for cumming even harder! Because Mom revealed 

a fun little feature of her sex toy as she popped it out of her mouth with a messy splat, and in a fit of 

passion yelled, “That’s it boys! Cum for Mommy!” And, fuck me sideways… that dildo started shooting 

“cum”, all over my Mom’s face and tits as I emptied my own load inside of her. 

 

When it was all done, and I’d spent so long recovering that at some point Mom had left the room, 

gotten cleaned up, and changed her clothes, I finally started to process everything that had just 

happened. Mom stood by the bed, smiling brightly, and I had a moment of panic as I realized that this 

was probably a one time thing. But, Mom’s concerned look appeared a mere moment after my own 

rush of panic, and she read me like a book. Because no sooner had I started worrying, than she leaned 

forward and laid a hand on my shoulder comfortingly. 

 

“Sweetie”, she began. “That was WONDERFUL! I Loved that, and if you are up for it, I would LOVE to 

do it again sometime. But for right now, I need to go take a look at what’s in the kitchen and start 

thinking about what I’m going to make for dinner tonight since your Father is bringing home someone 

from work that he wants to impress. But don’t you worry, okay?” I nodded, and mom smiled 

reassuringly. 

 

Hours later, Dad got home, and brought with him some guy who was higher than him in his office 

culture. We sat, and talked and ate as Mom was the ultimate charming hostess for the evening. It was 

all so normal that I almost forgot how not normal that morning had been. …almost. 

 

The next day though, after Dad went out to watch the game at a buddy’s house, I had to talk to Mom 

about what happened again. I was still worried that it would never happen again. But when I found her 

in the kitchen, she was wearing a men’s button up shirt and nothing else. In fact, not even many of the 

 buttons were done. She smiled at me over a cup of coffee and looked to the running dishwasher 

before letting me know that the toy from yesterday was in the process of being cleaned. 

 

I asked her if what happened yesterday could happen again, and Mom smiled a sweet, if seductive 

smile, before taking another sip of her coffee. Then she said, “Of course baby. Just, not right now. Like 

I said, my toy is still in the wash, and as you know, I need at least two to really get me going.” 

 

Then, with a knowing smile, she slipped around me and began walking towards her bedroom. But as 

she went she called back, “Of course, you do have at least one friend living on either side of us… But,” 

she said, pausing mid step to turn back to me. “I mean, do you think that they would really… because, 

I’m your Mom…”. Then she grinned once more, took one more sip of her drink, and gave a little shrug 

before heading back into her bedroom. 

 

As I stood pondering the implications, Mom called out from her room one last time. “Oh sweetie? That 

wash should be done in about an hour. So, between now and then if you manage to find some dicks 

you’d like to see me suck… I’ll be in here. Okay Son?” 

 

I uh… I yelled back the only thing I could think of. “Yes Mom!”

 

And yeah. Mom was definitely okay with a repeat of the day before. That, and so much more! 

Something told me I was about to get to know my Mom far better than I’d ever dreamed!

***************************************

I am not ad friendly... 

If you wish to support my blog, please do so here. 

https://patreon.com/RiskyVenture36

Any love you show would be appreciated

***************************************