Chapter 50: How Made made him State Champ_1

Chapter 50: How Made made him State Champ_1 by klrxo

The angry roar of screaming spectators filled the auditorium as they watched Jacob's opponent throw him to the mat.

Jacob fought to get out from under the other boy. He pushed and squirmed, but couldn't budge under the weight of the other wrestler. The ref dropped to the mat beside them, watching for the pin. Jacob knew he was in trouble.

The boy's parents jumped to their feet as they looked on. "Get up, Jacob!" his mom shouted. Even screaming, her soft little voice drowned out by the crowd. "Get up!"

Struggling like crazy to get out from under his opponent, Jacob peered over at his mom in the stands. She seemed to be doing a nervous little dance as she looked on, and Jacob couldn't help but notice how her big oversized boobies bounced heavily beneath her thin cotton sweater as she did this.

"Whatatimeforaguytohavehismom'sboobsonthebrain," he thought.

It was true, eighteen year old Jacob Little was obsessed with big boobs and his mom had the most enormous rack of any mom he knew. Strangely, as he lay there, nearly pinned, he thought back on all the mornings that he sat at the breakfast table gawking at his mom's big wobbling wonders His mother's big braless tits under her thin silk robe, with their thick protuberant nipples poking out from beneath the fabric, were the source of many a morning hard-on.

SLAP!!! Jacob was suddenly jarred back into the present as the ref slapped the mat, announcing his defeat. The crowd sighed in disappointment. It was another lost match for the boy who wanted more than anything to be state champ...well, almost anything.

After the competition Jacob walked across the parking lot with his head hung low. His mom Michelle had her arm around him as they walked side by side.

His dad was nearby also, as they all walked towards the car somberly. "You'll get 'em next time, son. Keep your chin up," his father Bill said.

The four-inch heels of Michelle's sandals clicked daintily against the payment, drawing her son's attention. Jacob was in love with his mom's feet. He felt his cock stiffen at the mere sight of them. They were soft and dainty, with cute squatty little toes that were always freshly painted.Today they were painted bright red, to match his team colors. Michelle's high-heeled sandals consisted of a couple of tiny straps that crossed the foot, just above the toes. There were no straps in the back, leaving her sexy arched heels on open display.

Michelle wasn't oblivious to her son's fascination with her body. She had discussions with other moms, who's boys also seemed to take a strong interest in their curvaceous motherly bodies. They all dismissed it as just a normal phase that teenage boys go through.

While Jacob's father got in and unlocked the doors, Michelle stood facing her son. She left her hand on his shoulder, rubbing it tenderly. Even with her heels on, Jacob was few inches taller. "Hey," she said softly.

Jacob looked up into his mom's big brown eyes, which seemed to gleam with love as she gazed out from between a silky curtain of long dark hair. "Would a big hug help any?" she lovingly asked.

It was like candy to Jacob's ears. "Sure," he muttered.

Michelle stepped forward and gave her son a great big tit-squasher. Jacob's let out a quivering sigh as he felt his mom's huge meaty melons flatten against his chest.

The mother was no dummy. She knew her son was fascinated with her "little girls," as she liked to call them, although there was nothing "little" about them. She knew that by crushing their warm spongy softness against his chest as they embraced, she would be helping to sooth the disappointing loss.

As they broke their embrace, Michelle fed her son a knowing little smile, silently acknowledging how excited that just made him.

Jacob said very little the rest of the evening. He went straight to his room, where he became absorbed into the world of video games, to help take his mind off his embarrassing defeat.

Downstairs Jacob's father was watching a ballgame. Michelle tidied up the kitchen as she spoke to her big sister on her cellphone. "I don't know, I feel so bad for him, Gail. I mean, all he does is talk about wanting to be a state champion wrestler, but he hasn't won one match so far this year," she explained.

"Well, maybe he's just not motivated enough, sis. I mean, the accomplishment of being state champion is long term. Maybe he needs some short term rewards, to keep him motivated," Gail suggested.

"I could try that I suppose, but if doesn't involve video games he probably won't work for it," Michelle joked.

"Is there anything else you think he'd be willing to work for?" Gail asked.

"Well, he IS a teenager. A hot bubble bath with a big breasted cheerleader might do the trick,"

Michelle said with a giggle.

"Well, of course. What boy wouldn't work hard for something like that."

"Yeah, well, I might have a tough time arranging something like that for him," Michelle said.

"Maybe not. We both know how obsessed he is with YOU. Tell him that if a wins his next match, you'll take off your bra and show him your tits," Gail said in a matter-of-fact way.

"Are you crazy! Jesus Christ, Gail, he's my son!" Michelle giggled.

"Yes, and he's also a hormonal teenage boy who can't take his eyes off of those big boobs of yours. You told me so yourself," Gail said.

"Yes I did, and I fail to see how unclasping my bra in front of him is gonna help remedy that obsession any."

"We're not talking about providing a 'remedy' for that right now. Right now we're just talking about what you can do to provide some motivation for him to win," Gail said.

"Gail, I can't show him my tits."

"My God, sis, you are such a prude! They're just boobs. Do you want your son to win or not?" Gail asked incessantly.

"Of course I want him to win."

"Then think about it, Michelle. Most boys his age would crawl through a field of cactus to see a set of tits like yours, and if you don't show him yours, then maybe someone else will show him theirs." Gail said mischievously. "You're not the only one with big boobs you know?"

"No, you won't show him anything. I can handle this situation, thank you very much." Michelle said sternly.

"We'll, then handle it, little sister. Just try it and see if it makes a difference. If it doesn't, you can add it to my long list of bad ideas," Gail joked.

It wasn't until later that evening that Michelle decided to have a chat with her son. She had thought long and hard about what her sister had said, going back and forth in her mind. She finally arrived at a decision. "IalwaystellpeopleI'ddoanythingtoseemysonwin.Maybeit's timetoputmymoneywheremymouthis,"she thought.

Jacob was still engrossed in video-game-land when he heard a light tap at his door. His mom poked her head in."Hey, sweetie, can I come in?" She asked.

"Yeah, sure, mom," Jacob said, pausing his game and sitting up. He watched his mom step into the room on bare feet. Michelle had changed into a short white silk robe, and he could tell by the way her breasts were gently bobbling, that she wasn't wearing a bra beneath it.

Michelle sat on the edge of the bed next to her son and Jacob took a second to admire her strong silky-smooth legs. "So when's your next match?" she curiously asked.

"This Friday at seven, but..." he started to say, then paused. "But what, sweetie?" she asked.

"I'm think I'm gonna quit the team."

Michelle reached out and took his hand, setting it on her lap. "No, you're not gonna quit the team," she said reassuringly.

"But, mom, I'm no good! I haven't won a single match this year. I used to want nothing more than to be state champ. Now I'd be happy if I could just win once," he said, hanging his head.

Michelle's heart was breaking for her son. She squeezed his hand in hers. "Sweetie, look at me," she whispered.

Jacob forced himself to look at his mom. Her big brown eyes and fell ruby lips sent shivers up his spine as she spoke to him. "Right now you're a diamond in the rough. You want the reward of being the best, but being the best is still too far away. You need to take this one match at a time. Do all that you can to win that match, and then reward yourself for winning," she said.

"Reward myself. How do I do that?" he asked.

"Well, that's where mom might be able to help," she said, then took a second to formulate her words.

"Help how?"

"Believe it or not, your mother knows you a little better than you think she does. For example: I know that you keep a few pairs of my panties in your pillow case," she confessed, giving him a sly little smile. Searᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jacob began to blush a little. "How did you know that?" He asked.

"Mom's just know these things, honey," she said. "I also know that when a boy goes through puberty, any girl that crosses his path is eye candy...even his mom."

Jacob's face was getting redder by the second. His mom was reading him like a book, and there was no denying it.

Michelle smiled at him reassuringly. "I know there are parts of me that fascinate you...and they should. You wouldn't be a normal teenager if they didn't," she giggled understandably. "I want to see you win more than anything, but I'm just simple homemaker, with not much to offer, except what's under this robe."

Jacob glanced down at the swell of his mom's enormous breasts and took a big anxious gulp as her comment lingered in the air.

Michelle gazed him in the eyes and smiled. "And a look at what's under this robe may not seem like much of a reward to some, but I have this feeling that you, Jacob Little, will do just about anything to see this robe slip off my shoulders. Am I right?" she asked.

"Yeah," Jacob muttered, nodding his head honestly. .

"So here's the deal. You do whatever you have to do to prepare for that fight on Friday. If you win, the robe comes off," she said.

"No bra either?" Jacob asked, his heart starting to race excitedly.. "No bra...no panties...just me, completely naked. Deal?" she asked.

"Yeah, deal, but...but what if I win the next two matches?" he asked, anxious to see how far she'd go.

"One match at a time, buster. Focus on the goal. Don't let yourself get distracted. I know you can do this," Michelle said confidently.

"God, mom, you're the best." Jacob said, his face beaming with anxiousness.

"One other thing," Michelle said. "This is private deal, between you and I. No one else needs to know about it, especially your father, understood?"

"Yes!" he muttered, then moved in for a hug and he was given another feel of his mother's squishy boobies.

"You better get to bed now. One part of being a successful athlete is proper rest," she reminded him..

"I know, goodnight, mom," he said.

"Good night, honey," she said as she stood up.

Jacob watched the meaty sway of her buttocks as she strode towards the door. Feeling his eyes on her, Michelle turned her head and smiled back at him.

"Thanks, mom.... Thanks for helping me," he said.

"Don't thank me yet. You have a match to win," she reminded him.

"Yeah, I know," he said, staring at the ceiling, wondering for the first time if he can truly pull off a victory this next match.

"Jacob," Michelle's soft voice said.

He looked over to find his mom still in the doorway. She was in a sexy little pose, resting her arm against the doorframe, which caused her enormous stiff-nippled tits to balloon outward. She stared back at him with confidence. "Be my champion!" she said.

Nothing else was said the next few days. Things went their usually way, but the only difference was Jacob trained his ass off. He impressed the hell out of the coach, working twice as hard as the other team members. He just hoped the extra effort would pay off come fight day.

When he got home his mom was busy doing housework. He watched her as he sat at the table eating a snack. Michelle had on a tight short-sleeve turtle neck that accentuated the enormity of her mommy-melons. Jacob could clearly see the outline of her bra and the bulging mounds of tit-flesh that were spilling out the tops of the cups. She also wore a sexy pair of low cut jeans that molded around the contours of her lush peach-shaped ass.. On her feet, of course, were a matching pair of dainty high heeled mules.

"Jacob, could you take your laundry up, honey," she asked.

"Sure, mom," he said, grabbing his basket of clean laundry and heading upstairs. While removing the clothes from the basket, he was surprised to find one of his mom's bras amongst his own laundry. He lifted it from the basket by one of it's thick straps. The white cups were huge and adorned with delicate lace. There was a sticky note inside one of them. Jacob took it out and read it. "Work hard and believe in yourself! Love Mom."

Jacob felt the bulge begin to form in his pants, as he studied the delicate silk detail on the bra. Then he looked at the tag, which read 38 GG. He smothered his face with one of the wonderfully large cups. He could smell his mom's sweet perfume. He couldn't help beating his dick to orgasm, imagining his mom's mammoth tits around his face.

Friday finally arrived and the day seemed to go by slowly for Jacob in anticipation of his fight. He started warm-ups with the team about 6:30pm, and soon after the fans began to trickle into the gymnasium. His parents arrived and took their usual seats on the bottom row of the bleachers. Michelle gave her son a smile and a cute little wave.

There were three matches before Jacob's, but finally the time came. As Jacob came to the center of the mat to face his opponent, he threw one last look his mom's way.

Michelle was looking at him intently. She gave him a little nod that said, "you can do it, baby.

Kick his ass!"

The ref yelled "fight" and in a matter of moments a body was thrown to the mat. The ref followed the wrestlers to the ground, and in only a few seconds, he slapped the mat and the fight was over.

The crowd roared as Jacob leaped to his feet...victorious!

Michelle's mouth hung open and she giggled and clapped in disbelief. She hoped her son would win, but didn't expect him to do it in such decisive fashion.

After the competition, Jacob's mom was the first fan on the floor. She practically ran to her son and threw her arms around him proudly. At that moment, Jacob was the envy of every cock-swinging male in that gymnasium.

"Oh honey, I'm so proud of you!" Michelle exclaimed.

"Thanks, Mom," her son said, all smiles as he shared a knowing look with her.

They went out for ice cream afterwards. Michelle sat in the backseat with her son and held his hand the entire ride. She was the proudest mom in town. When they arrived at the ice cream shack, Jacob's father asked what they wanted and got out to go get the ice cream. This left Jacob and his mom in the car alone.

"Hey, mom?" Jacob said. "Yes, honey?" she answered.

"Do you think you could show me now?" he asked, glancing down at the gaping cleavage bulging from the V-neck cotton top she was wearing..

"Here?" She asked, glancing out the window at her husband as he walked over to get in line. "Yeah, while dad's gone."

"He'ssoanxious,it'scute!"Michelle thought to herself. "ButIcan'tpossibleshowmynaked bodyhere.Thisisprobablytheworstpossibleplacetogetnaked."

She looked at him and answered. "Well, you can have about thirty seconds now...or thirty minutes tonight after your father goes to bed."

Even though he was incredibly excited to see his mom nude, he made the smarter choice. "I'll wait," he said, sitting back in his seat.

Michelle patted his leg. "That's what I thought you'd say," she giggled. She felt a little naughty, so she decided to provide her son with a small sampling.

"Don't worry, honey. It'll be worth the wait," she said, then tugged at her cotton top, making the

V-neck pull away from her chest, giving her boy a quick teasing look at the tops of her bra- encased tits.

"Wow!" he muttered, staring at all the bulging tit-meat spilling out the top of her bra. "Consider this an appetizer, before the main-course later," she said.

After arriving home Jacob hung around downstairs, as opposed to retreating to his room and playing video games, like he normally did. His father watched the end of a ballgame as his mom tidied up the kitchen.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, his dad got up from the couch. "Well, I'm gonna hit the sack. Long day of fishing tomorrow," Bill said.

"Good night, dad," Jacob said. "Good job tonight! Keep it up!"

"Thanks, dad," Jacob answered, feeling a little guilty knowing he was about to see his dad's wife naked.

Michelle met up with her husband at the bottom of the stairs. "Good night, honey," she said to Bill, giving him a peck on the lips.

"You coming up?" her husband asked her.

"No, not very tired. I think I'll stay up with Jacob for a while," she said.

When he heard his mom say this Jacob's cock began to fill with blood. His heart raced with excitement as he realized his mom was setting the stage for them to be alone, so she could expose her naked body to him, as promised.

Michelle came around and sat next to Jacob on the couch. "Wow, I'm not used to having you downstairs like this. You're usually consumed with those video games," she said.

"I'm just a little anxious I guess," he confessed.

Michelle giggled. It made a part of her feel wonderful knowing her son was that infatuated with her. "Well, I'm glad we were able to find something that motivated you to work so hard."

"Me too."

They heard the door close to the master bedroom upstairs. Michelle stood up and took her son's hand. "Looks like your wait is over. Let's go down to the guest bedroom," she said.

The busty mother led him downstairs to the basement. They entered a small bedroom at the

bottom, and Michelle closed and locked the door behind them.

The guest bedroom had a queen-sized bed and a contemporary looking chair and ottoman in the corner.

"Go over and sit in the chair. I'll be over in just a sec," Michelle said.

Jacob complied, sitting down in the chair and watching as his mom turned on some soft music. It had an erotic beat to it, like porn music. With a sexy sway of her hips, Michelle slowly sashayed over to her son and sat on the ottoman just in front of him.

"I want you to know how proud I am of you. You not only won today, but you impressed the hell out of me," she confessed.

"Thanks."

She leaned forward, looking straight into his eyes. "Are you ready to see me in just my tits and ass?"

"Definitely ready!" the boy said eagerly.

"I want you to enjoy this. You earned it," Michelle said as she stood up and slowly began to roll her hips with the beat of the music. Jacob's mouth fell open as he gazed up at the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life.

His mom stepped out of her heels and began to slowly un-tuck her blouse, peering down at her son. Once un-tucked, Michelle began to teasingly undo the buttons, starting at the bottom and working her way up. As the blouse parted, her massive bra-covered tits began to work their way out.

"Seen enough yet?" she teased.

"No way!" Jacob gasped as his mom's bra-clad breasts came out to greet him. Her tits were slung snuggly together in the beautifully embroidered black bra, creating a deep dark canyon of cleavage, the site of which made Jacob's cock thicken in his pants.

Michelle began to slowly unzip her skirt. All at once, it dropped to the floor, exposing her tan curvy legs and panty-covered crotch. She put her hands on her hips and thrust her mammoth chest out, so it looked as through her meaty melons could split the bra right in two.

"Good grief!" Jacob mumbled, his eyes wide in desire.

"Don't let your eyes bug out of your skull just yet, honey!" she giggled. "I haven't even got my bra and panties off!"

Jacob watched with anticipation as his mom reached around and unclasped her bra. She pulled the straps off her arms as the weight of her boobs began to pull the bra away from her

body. All at once, Michelle pulled the lacy sling away, and her two enormous tit-melons sprung free, wobbling around like two wild animals just freed from their cage.

The sight of his mom's tits took Jacob's breath away. He couldn't believe how big they were. Her areola alone were as big around as grapefruit, and were dotted with tiny Montgomery Glands

"Wow! So big," he muttered.

A little thrill coursed through Michelle's body, as continued watching her son gawk at her, while she rocked her hips to the rhythm of the music. Her big fleshy boobies rocked gently form side to side as she danced. She reached down and began to slowly slide her dainty panties off, revealing a neatly trimmed pubic mound.

As the panties moved down her legs Jacob gawked at his mom's sexy snatch. He could clearly see her thick outer labial folds and protruding hood of her clitoris. The sweet pungent smell of her pussy nectar filled his nostrils, causing his bone-hard cock to flex in his shorts.

Now completely naked, Michelle kicked her panties aside and began really get into the beat of the music. The matronly mommy slowly turned around, giving her son a view of her plump peach-shaped ass.

"Is it everything you hoped it would be?" she teasingly asked.

"And more," her son said with a nod. The sight of his mother dancing nude was enough to make Jacob nearly cum in his pants. He felt a steady trickle of pre-cum leak out the tip of his cock, as he stared at the most amazing ass he had ever seen. Michelle thrust her meaty half- moons out, moving them to the beat. Jacob watched her buns spread just enough to see his mom's asshole wink at him lewdly.

"You did say I'd get a half-hour, right?" he asked, reminding her of what she told him earlier.

Now that she was naked, a half-hour seemed like a dangerously long time, but she couldn't go back on her word now. "I did say that, yes!"

"Cool!" Jacob muttered, his eyes traveling hungrily all over his mother's body.

The mother's eyes traveled down and lingered on the bulge of his crotch. "He'smostdefinitely hard!"she thought, as her eyes lingered longer than they should have. "He'sadmiringmybody, sowhycan'tIadmirehis?"she told herself, justifying her unmotherly gaze.

Her eyes finally came back up to see her son watching her tits like a hungry Lion from afar. "Do you like the way they move?"

"Heck yes!"

Michelle stuck out her hand for her son to take. "Come here," she said, taking his hand and

walking him over to the bed. "I'll give you a better angle."

She gently nudged him onto the mattress. "Lay down on your back," she said softly..

Jacob sprawled back on the bed. Michelle joined him, crawling on her hands and knees, so that her big dangling mommy-milkers hung heavily from her chest. She brought her face over, so it hovered above his. Jacob watched her lower herself down and plant a few soft butterfly kisses on his neck and cheeks. His body tingled each time her soft sensual lips made contact.

Michelle moved forward a bit so that her big drooping breasts hung just above his face. "How 'bout that view?" she asked with a naughty grin.

"Damn, mom!" the teen muttered excitedly, staring straight up the deep gaping crevice between her breasts.

"My girls wanna dance for you," she said. "They do?"

"Uh huh," Michelle muttered, then began to slowly move her chest from side to side, so that her huge knockers began to swing back and forth like fat pendulums. Jacob was in heaven, staring up at a cloud of rocking tit-meat. Michelle's thick pink nipples stared down at him like big demon eyes.

Her tits swung in unison, back and forth, back and forth, throwing her son into a literal tittie- trance. Jacob nonchalantly pushed at his cock, applying some much needed friction. Taking notice, Michelle smiled down at him. "Ifyournotencouraginghimtorubhiscock,thenyou're justtorturinghim,"she told herself.

"Thedealwasseeingmenaked,notBEATINGOFFwhileseeingmenaked,"she reminded herself.

"Visualstimulationandmasturbationgohandinhand.Itjusthowaboy'swired.GivingJacob blue-ballsbymakinghimjustlaythereandgawkisjustdownrightmean!"the mother's more dominant inner-voice said.

"Honey, I know this a lot of stimulation," she said, then glanced at his crotch. "If you need to rub your um, boner, I understand," she said.

Despite being a bit timid, Jacob didn't need to be told twice. His hand flew into his shorts and he brazenly fished out his raging hardon.

Michelle's eyes widened as she saw the size of her son's cock. The large pillar of hard thick flesh pointed up past his belly button. The knob looked like a fat plum capping his muscular shaft. The mother felt her whole body tingle wickedly at the site of it.

She quickly sat up on her knees, placing her hands on her hips as she stared down at his dick

with wonder. "Wait, how is that even possible?" she asked. "How is what possible?" her son asked.

She pointed at his cock. "That! Your father's only like...half that size. Are you taking some sort of miracle drug or something?" she asked.

Jacob laughed.."No, no miracle. It's just me."

She cutely glanced up to his eyes, then back at his cock in adoration. "So, when it gets hard, do you get light headed or anything?" she asked.

"No, why?"

"It must take an extraordinary amount of blood just to fill that thing," Michelle said, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride that she had been a part of creating such a handsome young man with such an extremely large lady-pleaser. "It's really quite something," she blushed.

"Oh, thanks," Jacob said. He always knew he had a big cock, but to hear his mom say it was the ultimate compliment.

Michelle lowered on all-fours again, then ever so slowly began to drop her breasts towards her son's chest. The sight of her son in such a state, pulling at his cock as it stuck from his fly- hole excited the busty housewife, and she felt her fat clitoris began to tingle, and her nipples harden.

She moved her shoulders, causing her dangling boobs to rock gently back and forth again. When her thick rubbery nipples made contact on Jacob's chest, his cock twitched and throbbed excitedly in his hand, causing him to gasp out loud.

"You like that, honey?" Michelle asked, smiling down at him. "They feels really nice," he muttered.

"A woman's fat nipples are made to feel nice," she said. "You used to suck on those as a baby you know?"

"I wish I could still suck on them," he bravely confessed.

"Maybe we can add that one to the list of things that motivate you to win," she said with a wink.

After letting her puffy teats lick across her son's chest for a few minutes, she turned her head and watching him beat his boner. "You're really good at that. I assume you've had lots of practice," she giggled.

"Yes, quite a lot I guess!" he confessed, stroking his cock at a steady rhythm. The way his mother was turned slightly made her juicy jugs balloon out even more, and her nipples were so

completely engorged they looked like they could pop off the ends of her tits.

"Well, if you get as good at wresting as you are at stroking your hardon, you should have no problem becoming state champion."

The mother felt more wicked than she ever had, hovering above her boy naked while he beat

his boner to the site of her. "MyGod,hisknoblookssohugeslippingthroughhisfistlikethat.I can'tbelieveI'mactuallywatchingthis!"she thought.

She looked back up into his eyes and watched him stare at her huge pendulous boobies. "Oh honey, your're beating your dick so good," she cooed.

"I'm gonna cum really soon," he panted, jacking his fist even faster.

"I wanna move to a different spot, so we can watch how high your cummy-ropes squirt into the air," Michelle said, crawling up towards his head. She smiled as she watched his eyes follow her teetering mommy-milkers. "Don't worry, honey. I'm not taking them away. Just giving you a different angle to look at."

Still on all-fours, Michelle was now facing the opposite way, with her tits dangling above his face again.

"Oh dang!" the boy gasped, gazing up at the huge rounded undersides of his mom's breasts. This was definitely an angle of them he'd never dreamed he'd get to see.

Michelle's heart beat a wild pitter-patter in her chest, as she watched Jacob's ass thrust from the mattress, while his fist whipped up and down his hard cock. "There you go, honey! Get it! Pump it out!" she said encouragingly.

The feel of his squeezing hand, the sound of her sexy voice, and the sight of those mammoth tits was too much for the teen to endure any longer. "Ahh, shit!" he groaned, thrusting his pecker up and leaving it there, suspended in mid-air as a huge fat rope of cum blasted three feet upward.

"Oh, Jacob!!" Michelle exclaimed, astounded by the site of the long milky cord, which seemed to hang there in the air for a moment, before splashing down onto her son.

No sooner did the fist cum-blast splatter down, than another one of equal size exploded into the air. The stream of jizz seemed to broaden as it rose up about three feet, forming a thick contorted gooey peak that splashed down onto the boy's young body. The wide-eyed mother's mouth hung open as she listened to her son groan in ecstacy, and watched him choke out more and more creamy pearlescent-colored cream from his boner.

She cheered him on, just as she had in the bleachers earlier that night. "Oh honey, yes! Pull it all out, baby! Come on!"

Jacob's body trembled as he squeezed out every drop of pleasure he could from his meaty dick. "Oh God, Mom, that was incredible!" he finally sighed, releasing the grip on his boner.

"I could tell," she giggled. "I don't think I've ever seen a penis ejaculate that much sperm." "Thank you!" the boy muttered, still staring lustfully at her hovering melons.

"Don't thank me. You earned it, kiddo!"

"So how did it go with Jacob?" Gail asked her sister on the phone the next day "Well, it didn't go exactly the way I thought it would," Michelle answered.

"Did you show him your tits?"

"Well, the deal was, if he won, I'd take off all my clothes," Michelle explained. "Holy shit, Michelle, he saw your snatch too?" Gail asked with surprise.

"That was the agreement." Michelle said, feeling just a tad guilty for doing it behind her loving husband's back.

"Last time we talked, you were acting like Mother Theresa, hesitant to even remove your bra, now you're telling me he saw you COMPLETLY naked? I bet he about creamed his pants," Michelle's sister giggled.

"Well...he did actually." "No sir!" Gail exclaimed.

"Look, Gail...If I tell you what happened, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone about this," Michelle said in a serious tone.

"Have we not kept secrets all these years, little sister?" Gail reminded her.

"I know we have...this is just..." Michelle muttered, searching for the right words. "Super-naughty?" Gail said, finishing her sentence.

"Yeah, you could say that. It wouldn't exactly make me 'mother of the year' if people found out."

"Relax. Secrets have always been safe between us, now what happened?" Gail asked. " I let Jacob beat off in front of me," the mother confessed.

"Oh my God, Michelle...did you fuck him?" Gail asked.

"NOOO! He just looked at me and masturbated, that was it. Nothing else."

"Well, what's the big deal then? You're acting like you reached down and beat him off yourself," Gail asked.

"No, I didn't but..."

"But what?" Gail asked.

"Never mind," Michelle muttered, trying to dodge the question.

"Don't 'never mind me! Tell me. Since when haven't we been able to tell each other everything?"

Michelle sighed. "Fine! No, I didn't reach down and beat him off, but...part of me wanted to," she confessed.

"But you didn't, and that's what matters. That means you have more to bargain with," Gail said. "What do you mean?" Michelle asked.

"What I mean, dear sister of mine, is that your son still has lots of wrestling matches left. You're going to have to keep providing rewards if you want him to stay motivated."

"Well, what do I offer next then?" Michelle asked.

"You have to go one better this time. I'm thinking like actual physical contact." "Oh boy, how did I know you were gonna suggest that,"" Michelle sighed.

Jacob got home from his friend's house Saturday afternoon and found that his father was still gone on his fishing trip. He rushed inside the house. "Mom, are you home?" He called out.

"I'm up here, honey!" She answered, from upstairs.

The boy hurried upstairs to his mom's room and peeked inside. He found her laying on her stomach in the middle of her big fluffy marital bed. "Whatcha doing?" he asked.

"Just thumbing through some old pictures. Come lay down next to me," she said, patting the mattress next to her.

Jacob came over to his parent's bed. He noticed that Michelle was wearing a skimpy pair of tight cotton boy shorts that fit snug around her meaty ass, like a second skin. The backs of legs looked so smooth and sexy.

"Should I take off my shoes?" Jacob asked, knowing that his mom's bedding was pure white and would likely show any dirt he had on his sneakers.

"Probably a good idea," she answered.

"Should I take off my shirt too?" He joked brazenly.

Michelle got a playful little smile. "Not today, Goof-ball," she said.

Jacob settled on his stomach next to his mom and began looking through the pictures with her. One of the pictures was of his mom on family vacation at the beach. Her bikini top barely contained her massive tits. "I like this one," Jacob said.

"I wonder why?" Michelle peeking over with sly smile..

Michelle showed Jacob one of him when he was a little boy. He was naked, holding his little weenie in his hand. "I like this one," she giggled.

"Oh God," Jacob blushed.

"See, even then you couldn't keep your hands off of it," She joked, making them both laugh. "At least there's a little more to hold onto now."

"A little more? More like a lot more!" Michelle said, peeking over at her son with a peculiar little smile. "If you win your next match, maybe you won't have to hold it. Maybe someone else will do all the holding for you."

Jacob's heart skipped a beat. "Really?" he muttered.

Her big hypnotizing brown eyes stared into his. "Do you think you'd like that? Do you think you'd like mom to masturbate your erect penis?" she asked.

"Hell yeah!" Jacob said excitedly.

Michelle giggled at how excited he seemed. "Well, I guess you better focus on winning that next match then," she advised.

"Will you be naked again?"

"I don't know if I should get naked this time, honey. Being naked was the reward for your last fight. Don't worry though. I'll be sure and wear something that I think you'll like," she said.

"Awesome!"

Her smile softened. "Once again, I can't emphasize enough the importance of keeping this just between us. If your dad ever found out we were doing this, we'd both be in real trouble," she warned.

"I understand. I won't say a word, to anyone."

"Good," Michelle said, satisfied that her son could keep her rewards discreetly between the two of them.

"Could I get a hug?" Jacob asked.

"Of course. You don't have to win fights to get hugs," Michelle said, as she climbed up onto her knees. Jacob noticed that she had on a skin tight tank top. The neck was too high to show much cleavage. Her tits were just two big pillowy mounds beneath the cloth. Our shirts have to stay on this time," she winked teasingly.

"Okay," Jacob said, then surprised his mother by plopping down onto his back.

She smiled down at him naughtily. "Oh, you want another one of those un-motherly like hugs, huh?" she asked.

"If that's okay?"

"Why not," she said, climbing over and lying down on top of him.

Michelle's boobs flattened out against her son's chest as she lay directly on top of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and Jacob's arms went around her waist. His breath quivered, feeling her lush body against his and smelling her sweet perfume, as they embraced for a good half-a-minute.

She rose up, resting her elbows on his shoulders as she gazed down at him with those big gleaming brown eyes. "You're liking this, aren't you?" she asked.

"What makes you say that?"

"I don't know, could be the big boner that keeps poking me in the vagina." she joked. "I can poke right back you know?" she said, pressing her puffy vulva against his cock, sandwiching it between them.

"I don't mind your poking," the boy admitted.

She gazed adoringly into his eyes. "I never said I minded yours either," she said.

"Then I'll poke some more," Jacob said playfully, using his hips to jab his erection against her pussy mound.

"And so will I," Michelle said teasingly, bumping her pubis against her boy's fat dick. They looked into each other's eyes and giggled as their clothed genitals gently thumped together steadily.

"GoodLord,he'ssohard!Itfeelslikeatreebranchinhispants,"she thought. Every bump of their crotches seem to intensify their feelings of lust. Both their minds began to wonder what it would be like to have his prong plugged in to her socket. Michelle knew she had to stop it

before things got out of hand.

"Okay, enough poking I think," she finally said.

Suddenly, Jacob rolled them over, so that he was now on top of his mother. She let out a playful scream as they change positions.

"What are you doing, young man, practicing your wrestling moves on me? she asked. "Maybe! You did say I should focus on winning. That means practice, right?" he joked.

"I don't know...right now I think you're more interested in practicing how to get between a girl's legs, " she teased, feeling his stong young frame between hers.

Michelle rubbed his shoulders, gazing up at him like a young cheerleader beneath a big strong sexy football stud. Or in Jacob's case...a wrestling stud. "WhythefuckamIgettingsoturned onbythis?!He'smysonforGodsakes!"she thought.

Jacob thrust his hips, jabbing his aching cock against her crotch again. He looked at his mom and she raised an eyebrow. "Jacob?" she warned.

"What? I'm just poking you. You said you didn't mind."

"Poking me...or dry-humping me?" she giggled, sliding her legs up around him, and widening her thighs just a tad, as if giving him some room to work.

"Just innocent pokes," Jacob lied, his cock flexing in his pants as it bumped against the puffy bulge of her outer labium.

"Innocent huh?" Michelle asked, gazing him in the eyes. "I doubt that." "Mom...can we um, kiss...just a little," he bravely asked.

She fed him an odd look. "I'm assuming you mean 'kiss' in a way that we don't normally kiss?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Oh honey, no...we can't," Michelle said, even though there was a good portion of her that really wanted to..

"Just one kiss and I won't ask for anything else, I promise."

Her mind swirled confusingly. "Imean,ifhewinsthenextmatchI'llbebeatinghimoff.Isone kissallthatbigofadeal?"she asked herself.

She looked at her boy with sudden resolve. "One kiss and then we're done for today."

"Okay," he said, his heart thumping wildly.

Jacob lowered himself down and felt his mom's little hands run through the back of his hair. Michelle tilted her head slightly, positioning her big pouty pucker. Their lips slowly met and began to rub together gently in a sensual kiss. After a few seconds their mouths parted and their tongues met for the very first time.

"Mmnn," the mother hummed, as tingling arousal shot through her heavy-titted body.

Michelle had a long pink snake that began to curl around her son's. Jacob was amazed at how his mom's tongue moved, and he soon found his mouth full of slithering love. With Michelle taking the lead, their tongues began to wrestle, twirling and flailing wildly in Jacob's mouth.

The mom sensed her son's lack of air and slipped her tongue out for a moment, her lips still smacking at his as he gasped. "Breathe through your nose," she whispered, giving him a quick lesson on sucking face.

No sooner did the words leave her mouth, then her tongue crept back into Jacob's mouth and continued its assault. They were no longer just "poking." Now their genitals were pressed together, humping in a steady grinding motion. The sexy mother brought her luscious legs high up around her son's back, interlocking her ankles.

Following his mom's advice, Jacob found air through his nose, which allowed his tongue to duel with his mom's for longer. They snarled and whimpered as their coiled tongues wildly lashed together for two full minutes. It was like they were taking out all their pent-up sexual aggression with their tongues.

"He'sanamazingkisser,butIneedtostopthis,RIGHTNOW!"her brain frantically screamed. Michelle reluctantly broke the kiss. "Honey, we have to stop!" she gasped.

"Why?" Jacob asked breathlessly.

"Because the deal was one kiss, remember. I think we've overdid it already." "When I get my next reward, can we kiss like that too?" he asked

"If you win then yes, we can kiss like that while I get you off," she said. "You can do both at once?"

Michelle giggled a little."You might be surprised what your mom can do," she confessed. Jacob laughed a little.

"What's so funny?" she asked.

"I don't know. It's just weird to hear my own mom talk about masturbation and getting off," he

admitted.

"Well if you want me to be technical, what I'll really be giving you is a handjob," she said. "So what do you call what we were just doing?"

"That would be called 'grinding' or 'dry humping," she answered.

"What about when a girl...you know, puts a guy's thing in her mouth?" Jacob already knew the terms for it, but it turned him on hearing his mom explain it..

"Well, the technical term is oral sex. You may have heard the boys at school call it a 'blowjob' or refer to it as 'getting head.' Your Aunt Gail and I used to call it a 'sausage in the gullet.' We had nicknames for everything," Michelle giggled.

"What about when a guy goes down there...on a girl?" Jacob asked.

"It's called 'going down on a girl' or 'eating pussy.' Aunt Gail and I always liked the guys who would 'smooch with the pooch.'

"So what was you and Aunt Gail's nickname for actual sex?" Jacob asked.

"Well, whenever we got vaginal sex, we'd say we'd had our 'pipes plunged' and when we had anal we'd say we had our 'rumps ridden," she explained, feeling wicked that she was even having this conversation with her son.

"Does dad do that to you?" Jacob brazenly asked. "What, ride my rump?"

"Yeah."

"Occasionally. Some guys aren't too into that," she said..

"I would be," Jacob admitted, imagining what it be like to bury his cock in his mom's juicy ass.

"Oh darling, I'm sure that big monster in your shorts would be quite the rump rider. Your penis, and a big bubbly butt like mine would make quite the pair." Michelle winked.

"Hey um, maybe if I win state, that could be my reward," he bravely suggested. Michelle giggled. "Oh, you think so huh?"

"IT IS something I would work really really hard for."

Michelle gazed her son in the eyes and smiled mischievously. If it was one thing she loved it was a hard cock in her ass. "I can just see it now. You with that gold medal around your neck, your arms out, flexing your muscles, with your big penis buried deep inside your mom's hot

tight rectum like a true champion!" she said gleefully.

"God yes!" the boy said, flexing his cock against his mom's mound, which she still had resting snuggly against it.

"Hello, I'm home!" Jacob's dad called from downstairs. Michelle calmly glanced at the door, then back up at her son. "Do you really want him to catch us like this?" Michelle joked. "No." Jacob said, rolling off his mom.

Jacob's next tournament was an away match, in a town three hours from home. Jacob was doing warm-ups with the rest of his team as local fans began to enter the gym. He lit up as he noticed a familiar face walk through the entrance. It was his mom, Michelle.

Jacob quickly rushed over as she gave him a cute little wave. "Mom, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"What, a mom can't drive three hours to watch her son kick some ass?" she asked.

The boy quickly took a look at what his mom was wearing. Michelle was dressed to the nines, in a short sexy white mini-skirt and pink long-sleeve snug blouse, with a V-cut neckline, showing off a substantial amount of creamy cleavage. Her dainty feet had pink toenails, to match her top and were arched in a pair of four-inch mules..

"Is dad with you?" Jacob asked.

"Nope, just me. In fact, after the match I thought we'd grab a bite to eat and maybe get a room here in town somewhere. How's that sound?" she asked with an eager grin.

"You mean like...a motel room?" he asked, thrilled at the thought of sharing a room with just his mom.

She shrugged her shoulders cutely. "I figured depending on how many orgasms it takes to tame that monster of yours, we might be up most of the night masturbating that penis. I don't quite think we could get away with that at home, do you?" she asked.

"No, probably not." Jacob said. With a promise like that, a loss tonight would be the biggest defeat ever, and he couldn't possibly let that happen.

Jacob's fight was near the end of the tournament, and unlike the previous fight, he struggled a little bit. The sweet prize, however, was on the forefront of his mind and motivated him to eventually win the fight. An hour later Jacob and Michelle entered a cheap little motel room

outside of town. It was a cozy little room with a queen-sized bed.

Michelle locked the door and Jacob crawled onto the bed and flipped on the television set.

"Wonder if they even have cable in this place?" he said, as Michelle put her bag over on the dresser.

"I don't know, but I really need to get out of this bra," she boldly said.

Jacob watched as his mom began to unbutton her blouse. Her back was to him, but he was still fascinated nonetheless. The top slipped off, then Michelle reached back and unclasped the strap of her bra. As she pulled the cups away, Jacob could see the backside of one of her huge sloping breasts, as it wobbled from side to side.

Next came the skirt, then he watched as his mom slid her dainty panties down her legs, revealing her big soft luscious ass. Now completely naked, Michelle let her hair out of its pony tail as she strolled around the bed towards her son.

Even though he'd already seen her naked once, Jacob's eyes about bugged out of his head as he watched his mom sashay towards him. Her huge melonous boobs quivered like jello with each step. Her sexy torso flared out into wide motherly hips, giving her a voluptuous hourglass figure. Her pubic fuzz was neatly trimmed, crowning her puffy outer labium, which came together to form a nice cuntal cleavage.

"Come on, let's go get in the shower," she whispered, extending her hand. "We need to wash all that stinky dried sweat off you."

Michelle led her son to the tiny bathroom and closed the door. She started the shower, then came over and took hold of the bottom of her son's shirt. Jacob just stood there, a massive erection pushing at his shorts as his gorgeous mom lifted his shirt up over his head and tossed it aside.

She gave him a teasing smile, looking into his eyes as she undid the button to his shorts and unzipped them. Michelle squatted down, pulling his shorts and boxers down to Jacob's ankles. The boy's cock was about eight and three quarter inches, fully erect. A dribble of pre-cum oozed from his piss-hole and they watched it string towards the floor.

"You're leaking," the mother giggled, as she eye-balled her son's meaty cock and hairless scrotum. "GodGod,ifheisn'tthemosthandsomeguyI'veeverseen!Iknowhe'smyson,but let'sbefuckinghonesthere,"she thought, licking her lips.

She stood up and took her son's hand again, stepping into the shower. Michelle faced her son as the water splashed against her back. She tilted her head back, running her fingers through her soaking hair. As she did this, she thrust her massive chest forward and Jacob watched the water cascade down her jutting breasts.

Michelle put her hands on her son's shoulders and began dragging her long nails against his tender flesh as she gazed into his eyes.

"Another amazing win," she said.

Jacob was almost breathless. His mom looked so incredibly sexy with her hair wet and slicked back and a little bit of mascara running from her eyes. "Yes," he muttered.

For a good ten seconds the mother just gazed into his eyes. Then she broke the silence. "Kiss me, Jacob," she whispered.

Jacob didn't have to be told twice. As they moved together, Michelle wrapped her arms around his neck and Jacob let his hands rest on her hips. Michelle tilted her head as their lips came together for an intimate kiss. She opened her mouth slightly and let them close on his, smacking her lips hungrily.

There was only one thing that felt better than huge boobs pressing against his chest, and that was HUGE WET BOOBS pressing against his chest. The fact that they were his own mom's tits just made it even more special.

Michelle reached over and grabbed the little bar of soap. She unwrapped it and began lathering up her hands. As she did this she studied Jacob's reaction. She could tell he was nervous and excited at the same time. "Ready for your handjob?" she asked.

"Yes."

Finally, the moment came and Jacob felt his mom's tiny hand encircle his throbbing cock- meat. Michelle got a tight grip and began to slowly glide her soapy fist up and down the length of his dick.

"Does that feel good, honey?" she asked in sexy voice. "Oh yeah!" Jacob's voice quivered.

With her other arm around his neck, Michelle pulled him closer to her, so that her fat tits kissed his chest. She buried her face in his neck and began to give him rapid little butterfly licks.

"Ohh damn, mom!" the exclaimed, so aroused he could hardly stand it.

Jacob's felt his knees start to go weak. If there was a heaven, he couldn't image it being any better than this. Alone and naked with his mom, hundreds of miles from home.

Michelle's hand moved beautifully, with the skill of an experienced middle-aged woman, creating a nice little fuck-ring for her son. It slid down to his balls, then back up, circling his fat bell-shaped cock-head with her palm, before continuing a path back down his shaft.

"Ohh, honey!" the mommy cooed, feeling her son's muscular girth flex in her hand.

Jacob felt his mom's tongue digging and flailing at the tendons in his neck, sending shivers down his spine. "I know all your special spots," she whispered between her wild tongue lashing.

Her hand began to speed up, soap and pre-jizz creating a creamy froth in her hand. She focused on the bulb for a moment, giving it a series of tight rapid strokes, pulling hard at her son's pecker, making his balls jerk around in their sack.

"Ooohhhh, God." Jacob groaned, feeling the cum begin to boil in his nuts.

Michelle alternated her technique, giving Jacob ten or so long dick-milking strokes, then focusing the next dozen or so wanks on the top third of her son's cock.

"Oh mom!" Jacob muttered, as cock-milk suddenly shot up through his pecker.

"Oh yes, honey!" Michelle cried out, feeling her son's meat begin to pulse as ropes of thick teenage spunk began to splash against the butt of her tits. She pulled at his phallus relentlessly and Jacob's knees began to tremble. She gave his neck a rest and mom and son searched each others eyes passionately as she continued to slowly milk his boner.

"That's it, cum up hard for momma, baby!" she cooed encouragingly.

The loving mother took her time, massaging her boy's boner with long tender squeezes, milking out every ounce of sperm he had to offer.

She finally released her son and gave him a sensual peck on the lips. Michelle switched spots with Jacob, so he now faced the shower. She stood behind him, her tits squashed against his back, her hands reaching around and washing his chest.

Jacob felt his mom tongue flicking at his ear. He felt her bite at the lobe teasingly "Let's wrestle," she whispered naughtily.

"Wrestle?" he asked.

"Yeah, you know, that thing two people do down on the ground," she joked, then took his hand and pulled him down onto the floor of the tub. Michelle then maneuvered herself so that Jacob sat between her legs, with his back to her chest. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and pulled him back forcefully. Jacob giggled as he found himself laying back against his mom's lush body.

"What the matter there, stud...mom too strong for ya?" Michelle joked.

Jacob struggled, but Michelle pulled him back like a clutching spider. "Uh-uh, you're not getting away from me, Jacob Little!" she said.

"You don't think so?" he asked.

"I know so. Now gimme that monster!" She said playfully, reaching down and grasping her son's erection.

Michelle began to stroke Jacob's dick again, coiling her legs around his to keep him in place. Now laying flat on the tub floor, their wet bodies struggled and squirmed like two fish in a pot. Jacob's mom licked at the back of his neck as she worked his cock. He tried to sit up, in a playful attempt to escape, but she still clutched him with one arm and pulled him back down against her tits. "Get back down here, you!" she teased.

The boy humped his hips and they both looked down to watch her beat his cock from balls to tip. "You're no match for me and my mommy-moves!" Michelle exclaimed..

Jacob used his legs to scoot them back, up the side of the side of the tub, into more of a sitting position. Michelle still had a tight grasp on her son, holding him to her sloshing chest. Her hand still flew up and down his fleshy rod, not missing a stroke.

"You're not gonna win this one, Jacob Little, so stop trying," she teased. "What if I do win this one? What do I get?"

"Why don't you try to find out?" she said in a naughty tone.

"I will...right after I blast my cum all over us!" he gasped, feeling incredibly close to cumming.

"Mmm yes! Let mommy beat it out of you!" Michelle cried out, her hand flying up and down her boy's soapy boner.

He bucked as she worked his dick until it was soon squirting geysers of cock-cream into the air.

"OH GOD, MOM!" Jacob grunted as a cords of hot love-juice shot three feet into the air and seemed to hang there for a moment. On its way down another thick cord of cum sliced through it.

"Oh, that's my baby!" Michelle said, milking another half-dozen ropes from her son's balls. The teen writhed and whimpered, as he had his prick milked dry.

Suddenly Jacob flipped over and settled down between her wet warm thighs. His mom let out a playfully screamed, bringing her knees up as she widened the spread of her legs. Her strong teen pinned her ams back against the tub and sat up slightly. "Looks like your getting pinned!" he joked, then looked down at the big round fleshy tit-pillows spread across her chest.

"Yes it does! And it looks like someone's getting another reward," she said breathlessly.

Jacob's naked cock was squashed right up against the folds of her labium. He drug his dick down through the juicy furrow, lining his fat purple knob up with the pink mouth of her vagina. Michelle gave him a stern smile. "That's not the reward I meant, so don't even think about it,

mister," she warned.

"Jeez, I can't even 'think about it' either" he asked.

Michelle giggled. "You can think about getting back to the place of your conception, but that doesn't mean you're going to any time soon," she said..

"What do I get then?" he asked anxiously.

"What you get is handjob number two. The reward WAS handjobs, remember?" "Yeah, I remember," Jacob said, wishing they could do more.

"Don't worry though, honey! Mom's gonna beat you off in a way I guarantee you've never had it before. Let's get up and rinse off."

They stood back up and Michelle washed her son off, then led him out of the bathroom. Both of them were still completely naked when they arrived at the foot of the bed.

"Go crawl into bed. I'm gonna put some panties on," she said. "Why do you need panties?"

"Need I remind you of what almost just happened in there?" she said with a sly smile. "Yeah, I remember."

"Me too. I nearly got my pipe plunged by that big hammer," she joked, gazing over at her son's still-erect cock.

Jacob crawled beneath the covers. He watched as his mom reached into her bag and pulled out a tiny pair of black thong panties. She slipped them on and the thong fit snuggly between the

globes of her buttocks. She took a tube of lubricant out from her bag and crawled onto the bed with her son.

"So, this time while I masturbate your penis, I'm gonna massage your prostate. It'll be the most intense experience you've ever had, trust me," Michelle said.

"What's a prostate?" Jacob asked stupidly.

"It's a gland, up inside your rectum. Do you want me to show you?" she asked. "Sure."

Michelle straddled her son so that her ass was facing him. She opened the bottle of lube and squirted some on her fingers. Jacob felt his mom's fingers begin to butter his butthole.

"This might feel a little odd to you the first time, so I want you to just relax, okay?" his mom said.

"Okay," he answered, nervous but anxious at the same time.

Michelle inserted her middle finger into her son's ass as began to gently massage her son's gland by wiggling her finger against it. "Honey, how does that feel?" she whispered, gazing back at him.

"Really good, mom," he groaned, staring up at all that wonderful ass-meat.

"Well it feels even better when it's paired with a good handjob. Are you ready?" she asked in a loving tone.

"Yeah."

Michelle wrapped her free hand around her son's cock and began to slowly work it up and down. After giving it a few good strokes her slippery hand slid down to his big hairless sack. "OhmyGod,thoseballs!"Michelle thought, admiring how big they were as she began to squeeze and pull on his sperm-filled nuts, her nails digging at the tender meat.

"Oh honey, your scrotum is so soft! You just relax and let mommy drain these big balls," she said.

As Michelle squeezed his testicles, the finger of her other hand continued to work its magic on his prostate, wiggling gently against it.

"That feels really really good!" the boy gasped.

She peeked back at him. "Yeah? Are you ready for me to start beating your hardon again?" she asked.

"Yes!, Jacob answered, lifted his head from the bed, finding himself face to face with the kind of ass that fuels boy's dreams. The cheeks looked so big and soft, and between them Jacob could see the strip of fabric pulled tight across the ring of his mom's butthole. Through the semi-sheer gusset, he could also see the puffy contours of her labial meat coming together to form a nice fat shaved pussy-clamshell.

He felt his mom's hand work up and down his dong tenderly, with long corkscrew strokes. "Oh, mom, that feels really good!" Jacob sighed.

"Of course it does, sweetheart. Us moms are pros at stroking dicks," she said, then twisted a fist a certain way, so that she could dig her thumb wetly across his frenulum. "We know all the most sensitive spots."

Jacob's ass rose and fell on the mattress as he was hit with exquisite pleasure..

Michelle's hands were like a cock and prostate milking machine, gliding up his dick, circling his cock-head, then traveling back down to his balls, over and over and over again. She stared lustfully at her boy's hard cock as she worked him over. "Goodfuckinghell,thisisthemost amazingcockI'veeverstrokedoff.Thefactthatit'smyson'sisirrelevant.It'sstillthemost amazing!"she thought.

She gazed back at her boy and smiled. "I bet you're thinking about pussy right now, aren't you, honey?" she asked.

"Yes!" the boy gasped.

"Do you want me to make it easier for you to envision?" "How?" he asked curiously.

"Pull the gusset of my panties aside," she said invitingly.

Jacob reached up and did so, exposing her thick cuntal lips to his gaze. "Just because you can't stuff your dick in there right now, doesn't mean you can't look at it. Look at it and imagine," Michelle said.

"Imagine?" the boy muttered, even though he knew what she meant.

"Uh-huh. Imagine that it's a pussy like mine sliding over your cock, and not my hand," she said, keeping a steady stroke-rhythm, while wiggling her finger non-stop against his prostate gland.

She stared back at his muscular cock with lustful eyes. "A nice wet pink pussy squeezing up and down your long hard dick," she said in a teasing tone.

Jacob's body tensed up, as his mom's words made him tingle all over.

Michelle smiled with the satisfaction of knowing she was driving her son absolutely wild. "Oh honey, you like the sound of that, don't you? You like the sound of pushing that tender meat- stick up into a woman's love-glove, don't you baby?" she asked.

"Ohh shit, mom!" the boy asked, feeling the surge of an impending orgasm.

"It's okay! Close your eyes and feel the pussy, honey!" she cooed, stroking his erection tirelessly. "Feel that magic hole squeeze and quiver around your dick!"

"Oh, wow, mom!" his voice quivered.

Michelle slowed down a bit to let his orgasm subside. The experienced mom knew her son's body better than he did. She could read Jacob like a book and not only knew exactly how to turn his screw, but how to keep it turning for long periods of pleasure. "There, Jacob. Let your cum just linger there, right on the edge, honey."

When she knew his orgasm had subsided, she began to beat his dick with vigorous strokes again. "Ok, back to fucking, honey! Beat that pussy up now, baby!"

After about thirty minutes of alternating between cock and balls, working him to the edge and back down, Michelle's hand began to speed up and her cock-beating went into overdrive.

"Oh, mom!" Jacob cried out.

"Uh-huh." Michelle's voice cooed encouragingly. "Mommy's here, baby! Fuck the pussy!" "Oh God!" he groaned, his hips jerking off the mattress.

"That's right, honey-bear, make the pussy cream on you!" she said. "Make it squirt on your fat dick!"

As she felt his body tense, nearing an orgasm, Michelle dropped her naked cunt down on her son's face. Jacob suddenly found himself kissing his mom's smooth outer lips, inhaling the aroma of her sweet nectar.

Michelle's hand moved faster, squeezing and pulling at Jacob's meat, her finger digging at his prostate gland.

Jacob let out a deep grunt, with his face smothered against Michelle's vulva. The pungent aroma was intoxicating. His tongue squeezed out from between his lips and began to plow between his mom's fleshy layers, lapping up all the fuck-juice seeping from her vagina.

His hips suddenly rose from the mattress and an enormous geyser shot into the air. It was followed by six long successive ropes that Michelle let squirt along her face and tits.

"Oh honey! Shower mommy with your seed!" she cried out, delighted by the feel of his hot spunk running down her body.

The cock-stroking mom never missed a beat, pulling the baby-batter from her son's cock. The last few streams of jism just sort of oozed from Jacob's pisshole, squeezed out by his mom's tight fist. Michelle's eyes were wide with lust, swiping a gob of cum from her lips with her tongue, while watching her boy's fat bell squeeze slowly in and out of her circled fist, making the last bit of bubbling jizz ooze out of his meatus.

"God!" Jacob gasped, as his body went limp.

Michelle lifted her ass from her son's face and he watched her juicy coral slit rise up away from him.

His mom released his pecker and slipped her finger from his ass. She turned around so that she was now laying the same direction, on her side against her son, looking down at him. "Feel

better?" she smiled, rubbing his hair.

"Yeah," Jacob sighed shocked by all the cum dripping down his mom's face. "Oh man, you're covered," he said.

Michelle giggled. "Covered in cute little spermies!" she teased.

Jacob had pools of sperm all over his chest too. Michelle scooped a little up with her finger and sucked it into her mouth.

"Yummy little spermies too,." she said, smiling ear to ear. "Gross!" Jacob giggled.

"What's the matter, shocked that your mom would swallow something that comes out of your penis," she asked.

"A little."

"Well, get used to it, kid. You keep winning matches like you have been and I'm sure I'll be gulping down a gallon of it," she informed him.

"You mean if I win the next match, you'll put it...in your mouth?" he asked. "As me and your Aunt Gail would say...I'll have your sausage in my gullet."

"Do we get to...you know...do it?" Jacob asked, anxious to know if that's where he'd get eventually.

"You mean 'do it,' as in have intercourse?" she asked. "Yeah."

"Well, horn-dog...you're not state champ yet," she teased.

"So if I win the state championship, we get to have sex?" he asked bluntly.

Michelle paused for a moment and thought this through. She didn't want to make any promises she knew she might back out of. "WhoamIkidding?Sexualintercoursehastobe

theendreward,itjusthastobe.It'swhathereallywants,andwe'vealreadycomethisfar,"she thought.

She looked her son in the eyes. "If you win state championship, this fat nob right here..." Michelle said, grasping Jacob's cock-head with the tips of her fingers. "This fat nob won't be seeing the light of day very much. The only thing it'll be seeing is the head of my cervix."

Jacob's heart did somersaults in his chest. He was so thrilled he could hardly stand it. "Damn! I'm gonna be state champion...guaranteed!" Jacob said with confidence.

Michelle rested her chin on her palm, gazing into her son's eyes, impressed by his determined attitude. "I guess your mom better get back on the pill then. My egg won't stand a chance against all this," she said, making reference to the goo that was covering her.

"So how was the handjob?" Gail asked her sister, as they spoke on the phone the next day. "You mean handjobs?" Michelle answered.

"You got him off more than once?"

"I got him off twice in the shower, twice in bed last night, once this morning and twice on the car ride home. I believe that makes seven, if I'm not mistaken," Michelle said proudly.

"Holy fuck, Michelle! Seven orgasms? Are you serious?" Gail exclaimed.

"He's like the energizer bunny. He just keep going and going and going." Michelle giggled. "Oh my God, Sis, I want him," Gail said.

"You're married!" Michelle reminded her.

"Yeah, and so are you! There's nothing wrong with his Auntie getting in on the reward giving." "Well, funny you should say that. Guess where his next match is?" Michelle asked.

"Get the fuck out!" Gail said.

"Yep, Coleville High. Right down the street from you," Michelle said.

"Oh my God, that's so cool, Michelle. You guy's have to stay at the house," Gail exclaimed.

"I don't know, Gail...if he wins we're gonna need some privacy. Maybe it would just be better if we got a room again," Michelle said.

"Don't be insane. I'll get rid of Steven and the girls for the night. It'll be just the three of us," Gail said.

"Fine, but remember, he can't fuck either one of us. Not yet. This time it's blowjobs only," Michelle explained.

"Can he ride my rump?" Gail asked.

"No anal sex either, it's blowjobs only, Gail. Remember, you're the one who's been preaching to me about setting limits, and as hard as it's been I think I've done a pretty damn good job not letting things get out of control," Michelle reminded her.

Jacob arrived home from school and found his mom in the kitchen preparing dinner."Hey, mom," he said.

"Hey, handsome. How was practice?" she asked.

"Good. Coach taught us a few new moves. Can I try one on you?" Jacob asked. "Sure, why not." Michelle said, turning to face her son with a playful smile.

Jacob moved slowly towards her and threw one of his arms around her waist.

"You move towards your opponent and get an arm around them like this," he said. "Uh-huh," Michelle said, playing along.

"Then, you pull them against you, like this." He said, tugging his mom forward until her big squishy tits bounced against his chest.

"Okay, then what?" Michelle asked teasingly, sliding one of her bare feet up the back of Jacob's calf.

"Then I give them a big kiss on the lips," Jacob said.

"Well...I guess you better make your move then," Michelle said, gazing into his eyes.

Jacob gave his mom a slow sensual kiss on the lips. Their tongues flailed together for a few seconds before Michelle broke it off. "You're getting good at that," she said, her heart racing. .

"I had a good teacher."

"You better be careful. Mom may have a few moves of her own," Michelle said seductively. "Will you show me one." Jacob asked curiously.

"Well, first...I'll wrap my arms around my opponent's neck, like this," Michelle said, throwing her arms around Jacob's neck."Then, once my big mommy-boobs are squashed against his chest..." she stated, then sprung off the floor, wrapping her legs around Jacob's waist.

"...I'll wrap my strong legs around his waist, trapping him between them.".

Jacob's hands went to his mom's thighs to help support her weight. Michelle had on a three- quarter length sundress, which had now ridden up, exposing most of her strong silky-smooth legs, as they folded around Jacob's waist.

"Wow, that's a pretty good move, mom," the boy said.

"I'm not finished." "You're not?"

"Now that I have my opponent right where I want him, I move in slowly and whisper sweet nothings into his ear," she said, moving her lips to his ear. "Win this week, so I can suck your sweet dick," she whispered in the naughtiest tone Jacob had ever heard.

Michelle's words made Jacob's knees go weak and he stepped backwards. When the back of his legs hit the chair, he quickly sat. Michelle let out a playful yelp as she went down with him, the swell of his boner now crushed against her twat as she straddled him.

"Well now, Jacob Little, I believe your mom just got the take-down," she joked, gazing down at him.

"Yeah, but haven't pinned me yet."

"Oh I haven't, huh?" she asked, grabbing his arms.

Michelle slowly tucked Jacob's arms behind his back, crushing the big fatty flesh of her melons against him, Jacob marveled at the way her boobs were now pancaked against his chest. He could even feel her hard rubbery nipples through her dress and bra.

"I do believe, dear son of mine, that your mom has this match won," she said. "I think you're right," Jacob muttered.

"So what do I get for winning a match?" she asked naughtily. "What do you want?"

She wasted no time answering. "I wanna sit on your face," she said in a serious tone. "Seriously?" Jacob muttered, gulping anxiously.

"Seriously. All those orgasms I've given you the past few weeks, I think I deserve at least one. So what about it, handsome, wanna smooch with the pooch?" she asked.

"Heck yes!" Jacob muttered, his heart pounding in his chest.

Michelle slid off her son and held her hand out. "Come on. I wanna teach you something first," she said.

Jacob took her hand and Michelle led him into the living room. He couldn't take his eyes off her big bubbly ass, as it swayed invitingly beneath her skirt.

Michelle stopped in front of the sofa and faced her son, taking both his hands in hers. "Now that you're getting older, you need to learn that the entrance to a girl's heart is between her legs. A lot of young princes may knock at the door, but only a few come with that glass slipper," she explained.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"What I mean is most boys grow into adulthood without knowing the slightest thing about a woman's vagina. You're not going to be one of those boys, which, my dear, is going to give you the advantage," she explained.

Michelle reached under her skirt and peeled off her dainty thong panties. Jacob watched them fall down her legs, and one of his mom's cute little bare feet kicked them aside.

Michelle sat on the center cushion of the couch. "Come over here and kneel down in from of me," she said.

Jacob did as his mom asked, and Michelle sat back on the sofa, with her ass still resting on the edge of the cushion.

"Are you ready? I want you to watch this," she said, peering down at him. "Okay," the boy muttered..

Michelle brought her knees together, then lifted her feet from the floor and didn't stop until her knees rested just under her chin. The dress fell loosely at her midsection revealing everything from the waist down.

Jacob gawked at his mom's puffy outer cunt-lips. They were as bald and as smooth as a baby's ass. Her crinkled butt-ring winked at Jacob, as if to say "someday you'll stuff me with your meaty hardon."

Michelle extended her legs upward so that her toes pointed at the ceiling, then, slowly, she let her curvy legs part and the gates of heaven opened before her son's eyes.

Jacob was amazed at how limber his mom was. Her legs were spread completely apart, slightly thrown back into an almost impossible position. Her cute little toes were pointed in completely opposite directions.

"Do you like that, honey? When a woman does this, it's called 'spread eagle," she said.

Jacob eye's traveled down one of his mom's bare legs, which seemed to go on forever. When his eyes met her snatch he literally gasped.

"Wow!" he muttered.

Michelle was shamelessly displaying her pussy. The thick inner and outer lips were slightly

splayed, giving him a peek at her coral slit. Jacob could also see the protruding hood of her clitoris..

"Those things that look like lips, those are called the labia. Your Aunt Gail and I call them our 'meat-curtains.' When you peel them apart..." Michelle said, parting her curtains with two fingers. "You can see the vagina. Come up close to it so you can see down inside. It's not gonna bite, honey," she giggled.

Jacob came close, so he could peer down into his mom's creamy fuck-hole. The pink spongy walls collapsed in on themselves, and Jacob could only image how good it would feel to squeeze his dick in there.

"Keep in mind that if you win state, that's where you're gonna put your hard penis, right down deep inside that hole, so all those pink walls can squeeze on it," she said, smiling down at him warmly.

Michelle peeled the fleshy hood back over fat blood-engorged clitoris. "This is a woman's clitoris. It's very very sensitive, just like the nob of your penis. If the vagina is the door to a woman's heart, this little thing is her door-knob. Turn it just the right way and you're in," she winked.

"Turn it?" Jacob asked.

"Uh-huh, with your tongue. Wanna give it a try?" she asked. "Yeah."

"Do you remember what my tongue was doing to yours, when it was in your mouth?" she asked. "That's what your tongue needs to do with my clitoris, okay? Go ahead, mom will guide you along."

Jacob brought his face against Michelle's vulva and began to work his tongue clumsily across her clitoris. The sweet pungent aroma was making his head spin.

"There you go, honey That's it! Roll your tongue across the clit," his mom said encouragingly. Jacob's chin sunk into Michelle's steamy groove as he lapped at her cunt.

"Right under my clitoris, where the labia meet, there's a little hood. Work your tongue down underneath it," she said..

Jacob found the spot his mom was talking about and he felt her body react instantly by giving out a little shiver. "That's it. Right there! Ohhhh, honey, you found mommy's hot spot. Now attack it with your tongue!"

The boy loved how he was looking straight across her pubis and up her naked torso. When his mom saw where he was looking she pulled the dress up over the swell of her tits. Jacob's eyes widened as he stared at the huge mounds of bra-encased tits. The mesh fabric was sheer enough that he could see the deep canyon between her boobs.

Jacob found that he had the ability to flutter his tongue really fast. He soon felt right at home working his mom's little engorged love-button. He gasped for a second, coming up for air, but like a wild animal feasting on fresh meat, he went quickly back to work.

"Remember what I taught you when we were making out. Breath through your nose, honey," she sighed.

Jacob followed her instructions and his tongue flailed wildly against her magic spot. He dug it down through her fuck-slit, plowing his licker through all that labial goodness, dipping the tip into the mouth of her vagina.

Michelle legs began to convulse a little. " You are a quick learner!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "Put my meat curtains into your mouth and suck on them!"

Jacob did as he was told, sucking and pulling on them like a labial lollipop.

"Now while you do that, let your tongue snake between the lips, so you can lap at my hole again," Michelle said.

Jacob was a natural, He kept his mom's labia tucked next to his cheeks as he dug his tongue along Michelle's vaginal opening. She ran her fingers through his hair. "Oh, honey, you're doing so good! Keep working that tongue. Don't let up!"

Jacob lapped at his mom's honey-pot relentlessly, savoring the taste of her sweet secretions. "Oh God, lick my butthole now, Jacob!" Michelle moaned, arching her chest from the sofa.

Without hesitation, her son fluttered his pink snake across Michelle's puckered anus, digging at the hole with the tip. His heart raced faster than it ever had. He simply couldn't believe he was licking his own Mom's asshole.

"Clit! Lick the clit again!" Michelle squealed, feeling herself rise towards a climax..

Jacob responded, going directly back to her fleshy clitoris. As he ate the pussy of his dreams, Jacob peered up and saw that his mom had her head tilted. Her eyes were rolling back in her head and her mouth hung wide open, panting desperately.

"Meat curtains!" she cried out with a shaky voice.

Jacob responded in a flash, sucking her fleshy cuntal lips into his mouth, his tongue already diving for her heavenly hole. After a minute or so of this, his mom gasped her next request.

"Butthole!"

Jacob's tongue began to lash sloppily at his mom's butt-ring. Michelle reached down and rubbed her hot clitoris at the same time. It wasn't long before her son noticed how her body began to quiver uncontrollably.

Oh God, honey, you're gonna make me cum!" Michelle squealed.

"Mmnnff!" Jacob whimpered, making out with her asshole as she rubbed her clit frantically. "OH GOD, CLIT...HARD AND FAST!!!" she yelled, moving her hand.

Jacob's tongue went right to her sweet-spot and went into overdrive. He peered up one of his mom's legs and saw her clinching her cute toes together.

Michelle's gasp caught Jacob's attention and he gazed up to see that his mom's beautiful face was red and contorted wildly. She grunted, her legs quivering, as she was struck with a massive orgasm.

"OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" she screamed, her cunt bucking against Jacob's face.

She wrapped her legs around her son's head, trapping his face against her spasming cunt. Jacob couldn't breathe at all now, his mouth and nose was buried in pussy meat. His tongue never stopped. He kept it flailing like a madman and his mom's body reacting as it beat against her clit.

Jacob had no idea how long she kept going. It seemed like forever. His mom finally released her grip and Jacob fell onto the couch beside her, gasping for air.

"Wow! That was awesome," Jacob said as he fought to caught his breath.

"You're telling me!" Michelle said with a satisfied sigh.."You're a quick learner, honey. I do believe my son is a natural pooch-smoocher."

"Hell yeah! I could do that all day.".

Michelle fed him a wide-eyed smile.."Oh God, I've created a little sex hound. Like mother, like son I guess," she giggled.

"So you're a sex hound too?" Jacob asked.

"Haven't you figured that out yet? There's only one person I know of that's as sex crazy as your mother and that's your Aunt Gail."

"She's pretty like you too," Jacob confessed.

"Well, I'm glad you think so, because if you win this week you'll probably have HER LIPS wrapped around your penis along with mine," Michelle said.

"Really?" Jacob's face lit up and his rock-hard cock flexed in his shorts.

"She's gonna get rid of your Uncle Paul and the girls, and we can stay at her place after the match. Think you can handle being smothered by two big breasted sisters all night?"

"Are you kidding?! Sounds like a blast!" Jacob exclaimed..

"It'll be a blast alight!" Michelle said,. "You blasting hot loads down our throats!"

Michelle noticed her son's raging bulge. She reached over and ran her long nails along the top of it, sending an electric jolt to Jacob's balls. "Oh, does my handsome boy have a big boner? It wants to snuggle somewhere wet and warm, doesn't it?" Michelle asked in a cute sexy girl voice.

"Yes," his voice quivered.

She rolled onto her side and gazed at him with her pretty eyes.."It wants to pound into mommy's throat like it's a pussy, and squirt all sorts of baby-making syrup into her tummy, doesn't it, honey?" she asked.

"Mom, are you sure it's not too big to go all the way into your mouth?" he asked.

"Oh, baby, don't you worry. You don't have anything your mom can't handle," she winked.. "Yeah, but won't it choke you...I mean, if it goes all the way into your mouth?"

"You really don't believe me, do you?" she asked, giving him a naughty smile.

Jacob had gotten several blowjobs from girls his age, and none of them were able to get even half his lengthy cock into their mouth. He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I don't know. I just..."

"Pull down your shorts," Michelle said.

Jacob was quick to comply. In one motion, he pulled his shorts and boxers down to his knees. His cock was big and meaty. A spider-web of bulging veins ran along his lengthy shaft as it stuck straight up his torso, like a meaty flagpole.

Michelle brought her legs onto the couch and knelt beside her son. He watched as she tied her hair back into a pony-tail and then lowered her face to his lap. "Consider this a sampling of what you get if you win your next match," she said.

The boy watched in awe as his mom opened her mouth and lowered it down over the head of his cock. The first two inches disappeared before he felt the side of his pecker sliding along the top of her tongue and her cheeks collapse around him, shrouding his tender boner in wet warmth. "Ahh!" he sighed, as he felt his bell-shaped head kiss her soft palate, worming right past it. Michelle let out a quick gagging sound as her son's cock popped into her larynx.

"Ohh, man!" the lucky teen sighed, watching his mom's stretched lips travel lower and lower towards his crotch..The final three inches of meat disappear between his mom's big pouty lips, then they reached the base of cock, creating a tight seal around the hilt.

Michelle tilted her head a little so she could peek up at her son. She looked into his bewildered eyes and winked, as if to say "I told you so."

She brought her hands up, letting her full weight come down on Jacob's dick, which caused her to swallow another meaty inch. Jacob could hear her gagging on his dick as her lips stretched over the root, kissing his pubic bone.

"Damn, Mom!" Jacob's gasped and his knob ballooned as the skin on his shaft was pulled tight, stretching it to its maximum length. Pre-cum trickled from his piss-hole.

Suddenly, Jacob heard the garage door open. He knew it was his father, but his mom didn't seem to budge. "Uh, mom, I think dad's home," he warned.

Michelle still didn't move. She kept her son buried to the balls and began to hum softly. The vibrations it caused on Jacob's cock was absolutely amazing.

"Oh God!" he muttered, feeling the warm oral sheath squeeze and vibrate exquisitely..

He heard his dad's car door close in the garage and began to panic. "Mom, dad's in the garage!" he again warned her..

Still Michelle didn't budge. She kept her son's manhood trapped in her throat and continued humming. Jacob's felt like his cock was encased in warm vibrating butter.

He heard the door in the kitchen open. "Hello, I'm home!" he heard his father announce.

For a few seconds more, Michelle didn't move as if savoring every cock-gobbling moment. Then suddenly, she rose from her son's lap, making a regurgitating sound as his nob slid from her gullet. Her lips rose from his dong and a stream of cum ran from her mouth, She broke the oozing spunk-sting with her lips and swallowed what was left. She gave her son a quick kiss on the cheek. "Yum!" she muttered.

"Anyone home?" Jacob's dad asked as he walked through the kitchen.

The teen quickly pulled up his shorts as his mother rushed in to greet his father, just as she had every other day. He just sat there, afraid to get up because of the raging erection he had..

"Hey, son...how was practice?" his dad asked as he walked into the living room.. "Good dad," Jacob said.

"He's ready for another big win this week, right honey?" his sexy mom asked.

"I'm gonna do my best!"

"Well you better!" Michelle said. "Especially if you want all those 'special perks' that come with being a winner."

"Special perks, huh?" her husband Bill asked. "You must be talking about the attention he'll get from girls if he wins?"

Jacob and his mom looked at each other and smiled, knowing that his dad was exactly right. It just wasn't gonna be the "girls" he was thinking.

"Oh yeah! If he wins that match, I'm sure he'll have a least two girls dying to get at him," Michelle said, giving her son a wink..

"I'm gonna head up and get a shower," Bill said.

"There's clean towels on the bed, dear." Michelle said as she stopped behind the couch and watched her husband climb the stairs.

As soon as Jacob's father disappeared he felt his mom's long nails slide across his chest as she bent over the couch behind him. She brought her lips to her son's ear.

"So, do you still question whether you're mom's capable of handling that big monster of yours?" she whispered.

"I take back what I said early. I don't think you'll have any problems," he admitted.

Michelle whispered seductively into her son's ear. "Better win that match then, so I can put you back in my mouth and run my tongue all over your dick."

She gave him a quick kiss, then Jacob watched his mom climb the stairway to the second floor. Michelle put a little extra sway in her hips, making her mommy-buttocks undulate as she peered down at her boy with a teasing smile.

When she joined her husband in the bedroom, the feelings of guilt flooded in. "Iletmysoneat mypussy! Thatwasdefinitelyaselfishmove.I'mahorriblewife!"she thought.

Even though she was feeling bad about herself for letting her son eat her out, she couldn't deny that it was the best orgasm she'd ever received while receiving oral sex.

Jacob was doing warm-ups when he saw his mom and Aunt Gail enter the auditorium. The sight of both of them together nearly took his breath away. His Aunt Gail was four years older than his mom and equally as striking. Both women wore knee-length skirts and form fitting sweaters, which accentuated the swell of their enormous breasts.

The excited teen could hear the clicks caused by the four inch heels of their dainty high-heeled mules, as the women strode towards the stands. They found a place on the bottom row and took a seat, crossing their smooth-shaven matronly legs.

Michelle and her sister spotted Jacob as he did his stretches. Mom blew him a kiss and Gail fed him a cute little wave. They were like a couple of sexy groupies, drooling over a young rockstar.

Jacob felt his cock begin to stir and tried to focus on his warm-ups. A hard dick beneath wrestling tights wasn't something he wanted.

"Oh my God, Michelle, he is so adorable!" Gail said, gazing at her nephew. "Don't you just wanna eat him up?" Michelle asked.

"I wanna get him between my legs, that's what I want." Gail said, staring at Jacob with goo-goo eyes.

"Remember, we can't fuck him...not yet. It's blowjobs only tonight," Michelle reminded her sister.

"He better win, damnit, 'cause I am so craving some big strong teenage cock." Gail said, letting her tongue do a little wiggly dance between her lips.

"Well it is 'big and strong,' I can definitely attest to that," Michelle said. "How big do you think it is?"

"If I had to guess, I would say between eight and nine inches," Michelle said. "Oh my God, that's the perfect size!"

Jacob couldn't help but get a boner after he had defeated yet another opponent and he found himself being escorted across the parking lot by two sexy middle-aged moms. His mom and Aunt each had an arm as they ushered him to Gail's car.

"So what is that, like three wins in a row now, Jacob?" Gail asked. "Yeah, I'm on a pretty good win streak."

Stopping at the vehicle, Jacob's mom moved around to the front of him and threw her arms around his neck.

"Pretty impressive, huh, sis?" Michelle asked.

Gail stepped up behind Jacob, resting her chin on his shoulder. She let her big melonous breasts kiss his back and brought her hands around, running them up his chest.

"Damn impressive! He was making my heart flutter the whole time," she said softly. "Mine also," Michelle said. "He made me flutter other places too."

Gail laughed. "Uh-Oh, Jacob...I think you're giving your mom a serious case of puppy-love," she said.

Gail was right. Michelle smiled and bit her bottom lip, staring straight into her son's eyes like a smitten teenage girl. "I'm not gonna lie. He definitely has my attention."

"So I heard them say the coach is taking the team out to eat. Do we wanna go, or should we just head back to the house?" Gail asked.

"No, I think we need to get him home. Is that okay, honey? Michelle asked, anxious to suck his cock.

"Yeah, I'm cool with that," he said, just as anxious to have his cock sucked. "Well then let's get him home. He has a long night ahead of him," Gail said.

Jacob and his mom sat in the back seat of his Aunt Gail's car as they drove to her house a few blocks away. As she sat close to him Michelle gently grazed Jacob's cock and balls through his pants with the tips of her nails. It was if she priming him for what was to come.