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Man of the House (celebstars and Pale Moonlight)

Gemma laughed as she lost her balance, and was impressed when her son managed to get there in a flash to offer her some support to lean on. She felt secure in his grasp, holding her by the waist with her arm over his shoulder, walking in to the master bedroom of the home. Laying on the bed sideways, her head pointing towards the balcony door rather than the pillows, Gemma's feet were overhanging and resting in the air.

"Your a good boy" she said, staring up at the ceiling before closing her eyes. Shaking her feet, she signaled he was allowed to take her heels off. If he got on his knees to do so, her son would of seen the red panties she was wearing up her dress as she laid down unaware she was showing him such a thing.

"I haven't got all night, it is like one in the morning David come on" she said in a moody voice, but also a playful one. "Do you need anything from me?" She asked, eyes still closed, mind a little vulnerable due to the drink and an innocent question that could of been answered in a different way.
 
His mother laughed as she fell onto the bed, and David couldn't help but laugh along with her. It was silly, and fun, and even a little wild. But God knew they both deserved to let their hair down a little, after the last few months. It was as if they'd turned a corner tonight, as if they both knew.....things were going to get better.

He laughed again as she playfully kicked her feet in the air, making it a game for him to grab her feet and take off her shoes. He made a couple of tries, missing both times, before moving in front of her and capturing her legs, one beneath each arm. "Gotcha!" he said with a grin, keeping one leg pinned while working to undo the straps on the other shoe. But he was in an awkward position, trying to do both while at a crouch, so he kneeled down on the floor to steady himself as he struggled with her shoes. David was laughing as they tussled, looking up at her with a grin....

....as he realized his eyes were taking in far more than expected.

Her legs were still wiggling around as she continued their little game, but David was fixated on a sight he had never imagined before. His mother's red panties as she kicked at her dress, cut high up on the hips, hugging every curve of her. He was suddenly entranced, unable to take his eyes away. He knew he shouldn't be looking, that what he was doing was wrong, but....he couldn't tear his eyes away. He managed to get both shoes off her feet, slipping them under her bed, before finally....reluctantly...rising to his feet, and Smiling softly down at her. "There...all done."

She lay on the bed, her eyes closed, still in her playful yet pouty voice, and asked, "Do you need anything from me?"

David blinked, as that innocent question, in that not-so-innocent voice, caught him completely off guard. He froze for a moment, unsure what to say, until finally, he sat down on the bed, and then lay next to her, and said softly, "Just....my goodnight kiss."

He couldn't believe those words had come out of his mouth, but now that they had....there was no way to take them back.
 
Opening her eyes when he laid down beside her, the bed shook with a wobble and she smiled. "I haven't kissed you goodnight in such a long time not since you were a little boy." Turning on to her side, laying on her hip to face him, she rested her head in her own hand and gazed at him. "You will always be my boy, you don't need a kiss to tell you that." But she leaned in to him, her spare hand cupping his cheek and she kissed his lips warmly, pressing her own against his with her lipstick sticking to him before she pulled back. A slight chuckle left her as he had some of her lipstick on him.

"You will always be my son, always be my boy. You don't need to worry about anything."

And then came the silence, their bodies close to one another, her inhibitions weakened due to alcohol and that constant gaze at each other's eyes. Dangerous territory fell upon Gemma, she wasn't thinking, her mind was actually blank, but it was as though the animal inside her needed an alpha male, a man to satisfy her needs since her mate had died. All of this in a split second before she moved forward once more, closed her eyes and kissed her son like before, but this time, she put her tongue in to his mouth and rolled on top of him, straddling his groin with her back bent making out with him.
 
David gazed into her eyes...those beautiful, soulful brown eyes...and lost himself in them. He loved her. He always had. But as she leaned forward, and kissed his lips, he hadn't realized how much he loved her.....or how deeply. And now, laying beside her on the bed, as she smiled at him, and told him things would be all right, that he had nothing to fear, he smiled back at her.

"I know," he said softly. "As long as we have each other....we're both going to be all right."

She smiled at him once more, and then closed the gap between them, such as it was. His mother closed her eyes as she pressed her lips to his....but this time, there was a spark of electricity between them that hadn't been there before. She moaned softly as they kissed, and then, he felt her tongue, gently probing his lips, asking permission to enter.

It was the last thing in the world he'd expected. But....where another son would push his mother away, reminding her of what she'd had to drink....David parted his mouth, almost without realizing it, until he felt his own tongue touch hers.

It was....incredible.

It was wrong, and taboo, but yet....so right. And when she pulled him close, straddling him, never breaking their kiss....any inhibitions he might have had disappeared, like the morning fog in sunlight. His tongue danced with hers, as he wrapped her arms around waist, holding her close...while his body became very aware there was a beautiful woman on top of him, kissing him...her crotch very firmly planted on his. He moaned softly against her lips, as he pressed himself against her....and kissed her back, with a passion he didn't realize he'd possessed.
 
Gemma was now almost in a trance, a very delicate one which could have been broken by anything, a loud noise, an interruption, something which would have made her realize what she was doing. But as they remained undisturbed, she wouldn't realize anything until she woke up the next morning.

It had been so long since she had done anything sexual, relying on her hands sometimes for pleasure. But now she had a male in her sights, in her bed, underneath her.

Continuing to kiss him, moved his hands up to her back where he would have found the zip to her dress. Feeling it unfasten she sat up and took it off, throwing it to the floor and revealing to him the very breasts he suckled on as a baby. They were medium in size, not overly big and equally not small, just perfect. Her areola's were a light pink, almost blending in with her skin, but she was just incredible, if there really was a God, she was made in the image of a Goddess.

"Tell me what you want to do to me" she scurried back down to him, kissing his mouth.
 
It was a dream. It had to be a dream.

But the scent of her perfume, the warmth of skin, the weight of her body, all told him otherwise. This was real.

Ever since the funeral, since that moment where he'd inadvertently chased his mother away, he'd been forced to confront his true feelings about her. It hadn't been easy, there had been so many conflicting emotions running through him. Finally, it was sitting down and watching his favorite movie of hers again....this time alone.....watching once more that first kiss in the rain, that he finally admitted the truth.

He was in love with his mother.

David had fought against that truth, tried to deny it, run away from it, but in the end, he couldn't. It was too strong, too powerful. But he realized that it was something she could never feel for him in return, so he hid his feelings away. David forced himself to be content with what he did have with her. And until now, that had been enough.

But when she straddled his hips, and moved his hand up to the zipper that held her dress, guiding his shaking hands downward, before pulling it free and throwing it aside....it was as if all his prayers had been answered. Her breasts were round and perfect, her nipples pink and already hardening, as they dangled like ripe fruit just above his face.

"Tell me what you want to do to me," she whispered to him.

He looked up at her, at the most amazing woman he had ever known, and whispered in return, "I...want to make love to you....and never let you go."

Her mouth found his once more, as his hands reached out for her firm breasts, taking them in his hands and marveling at their softness. He was already hard against her, and almost unconsciously, his hips began to move, grinding against her.

"Oh Momma," he moaned softly, "...I love you so much...."
 
She was at a different stage to him, she had frustration coursing through her veins, she hadn't had a cock in a long time, but tonight was going to be the night. Gemma seemed a little rushed, maybe she was forcing her son a tiny bit, but never in a violent way or in a way to hurt him, she loved her son dearly and would never do that.

Feeling their groins grinding, her pantie covered pussy along his pants, she lifted back up and worked on his clothing, trying to fish out his cock for him. "Mommy is hungry" she giggled, moving off his lap, and pulling his pants down his legs and in doing so, falling off the bed with the force.

"Hahaha" she shrieked, pulling hair behind her ear before making her way back up to him. Seeing the tent in his boxers, she pulled them down to, down to his knees and saw the cock she helped create.

"Mmmm" licking her lips, she laid down by it and held the base, giving it a few strokes up to the head before lowering her mouth and then sticking her tongue out, giving it one firm wet let.

Now taking him in, she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, fitting him all in until his balls were against her chin. Pulling up, she gagged, making her cough and her eyes water before licking it once more.
 
David had thought he'd seen every side of his mother, due to the many and various roles she had portrayed onscreen, but this part of her he had never seen before. The hungry, sensuous.....horny side of her. It caught him by surprise at first, in fact he was almost shocked by it. But as she eagerly worked at his belt, unzipping his pants and tugging his cock free, that shock disappeared in an instant.

Especially when she giggled, and said, "Mommy is hungry," before diving down on his cock and swallowing it whole.

His whole back arched as he felt the wetness engulf, driving his now extremely hard piece of meat even deeper into her mouth, moaning and crying out in pleasure as his mother began to lick and suck him.

He'd had dreams like this....very wet ones....but never in a million years had he ever really believed they would come to life. But as she licked and slurped and sucked on him, he knew that his quiet prayers in the dark had finally been answered. She had moved further down his body, too far for his hands to reach her breasts, so instead he started ripping off his clothes and throwing them aside, until he was naked down past his waist. His pants and boxers were still bunched up around his legs, but down there it was his mother that was in charge, not him.

And that was fine with him. More than fine, in fact.

David couldn't reach anything else of her, not from where she was positioned, but he could reach out and touch her head. He stroked her hair, and face, and moaned out to her, "...it's so good...don't stop....please don't stop...." His back arched once again as a new wave of pleasure crashed over him, driving his senses wild.

He looked down at his mother, her head bobbing up and down as she focused on pleasuring him, and whispered to her, "Oh, Momma....you're sucking my cock....I love how it feels.....and I love you."

And with that.....David lost whatever inhibitions he might have still felt, and looked forward to the night ahead of them...and all the others to come.
 
Gemma was very much in her element at the moment, in the zone of her weakened inhibitions and craving something she hadn't had in a while....a cock.

With her back to him and her body by his legs, he would not of been able to do much apart from encourage her with the actions of his hand gliding through her hair and the vocals of his voice. Picking up the moans of pleasure, she smiled to herself, looking in the mirror in front of her by the bedroom door and seeing her son's reaction. The arching of his back made her feel glad she could still please a male.

He begged her not to stop, so she didn't, her fingers kept his cock upright at the base and she lowered her head so far down she moved her hand away and pulled some hair behind her ear. Gemma seemed to be an expert on sucking cock, doing various things like cupping his balls, when she was balls deep, spitting on the head to add more lubrication and using that pink tongue to slide up and down to send shivers down her son's spine.

After sucking him for a good fifteen minutes, making sure he didn't cum in the process, Gemma turned to her son and got on all fours, hovering over his body. Her lips looked a little red, the lipstick smudging and making a mess of her after his cock had been in her mouth.

"You wanna cum in my mouth or on my face when you face fuck me?" She said, like it was a normal thing to say to her offspring.
 
David was in another world. A world where dreams really did come true.

As his mother bent over him, stroking his cock, sucking it, licking...even spitting on it, for more lubrication, a thousand different scenes played out in his head, each one even dirtier than the last. From this moment, there was no turning back. There was no way either of them could pretend this hadn't happened, not that he would ever want to. He desperately wanted to make love to his mother.

No....that wasn't entirely true. David realized that tonight, he wanted even more than that.

He wanted to fuck his mother.

There would be times for them to just hold each other, of gentle kisses and light touches, but tonight? This was the result of months of yearning, of desperate need and desire, pent up and waiting for release. Tonight was about sex....about two bodies grasping and clawing and taking pleasure from each other....and giving it, too. For a moment, as his hips began moving of their own volition, meeting her movements with his own, as he started to hump against her hand and mouth, he wondered if she felt the same way.

And then she spoke....and the last doubts he had disappeared.

".....your face, Momma....I want to coat your face..."

He looked down at her, his breathing growing ragged as he felt himself begin to tremble....as his orgasm began to build, his whole body beginning to shake as he felt his body get ready to do just that.

And then....David cried out, and exploded. His cock erupted with sticky thick cum, jet after jet shooting out from the tip....as his body arched once more, before collapsing back on the bed.
 
It seemed that he couldn't muster the strength to keep going for a bit longer to fuck her mouth, instead just ejaculating on her face, shooting strand after strand of young sperm. It hit across the bridge of her nose, against her cheek and mouth whilst costing her left eye. Flinching, the mother squirmed until it was over, looking down at his cock with cum running down the shaft. Wiping her face clean with her hands, she licked them clean, swallowing the contents.

"Your gonna have to last longer baby" she said, standing up, walking over to her bathroom in nothing but her panties. She thought that was it, he had just cum, nothing more was left for them tonight.

The bathroom door rested open, the view was of Gemma standing in front of the sink looking in the mirror wiping her face clean of his spunk. She craved a man so badly tonight, and she had nothing but a boy pretending to be grown up. The suppressed inhibitions were slowly lifting, soon she would be back to normal after the highs of the party and sucking of her son.

If there was any chance of him having a fuck, it would have to be now, to cement their new relationship.
 
David lay on the bed, more relaxed than it he'd ever been in his life. What had just happened had been amazing, and with a languid smile he looked down at his mother, her face sticky with his cum, and watched with rapt attention as she wiped the mess from her face with her fingers and licked each one of them clean. Wow....

And then, the magic shattered.

She rose from the bed and went to the bathroom....with disappointment oozing out of every pore. "You're gonna have to last longer, baby," she said pointedly, as David watched her ass jiggle with every step under her red panties. It took him a moment to focus on her words and mood, and not what he was so raptly paying attention to, but once he did his mood changed as well. From shock, to surprise, to sadness, and then finally....to resolve.

Did you think you could just lay there, and be her plaything? Dad sure wasn't some wimpy loser....so what makes you think you can be one? If you want her....you have to show her.

That revelation struck David like a thunderbolt. He wasn't her little boy any more....he hadn't been for some time now. He had done his best to honor his father's wishes, to be the Man of the House. In almost every area. Except one.

It was Graduation Day. Time to step up to the plate.

David kicked off his pants and shorts, tossing them aside, before getting to his feet and walking to the bathroom. With each step he could feel his determination grow as he moved closer to his mother, and with each step he felt his cock recover from what had been an incredible orgasm.....but he was already planning for the next one. He stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror, letting her see him in all his naked glory, before stepping forward and pressing himself against her. His cock was tight against her ass as he wrapped his arms around her, and with a grin he whispered in her ear.

"Don't you know about teenaged boys? We can recover fast.....and go all night long..."

And with that, he spun her around so she faced him, and pressed his body against hers once more, pinning her to the counter as he kissed her hard, rubbing his already rigid cock against her pussy. One hand slipped down and tugged at her panties, pulling them down and away from her crotch, and he moaned against her lips as he let his body take over.

He wasn't a kid anymore. Tonight....he was a man.
 
Looking in the mirror, her face was wet, not of his cum, but of water, after she had rinsed herself clean and was now drying off with a towel. Gemma felt incredibly unsatisfied at the moment, she did wonder if she made an error in giving herself to her son so soon, maybe he wasn't ready for a commitment, or even just sex. She wasn't sure if this was going to be some kind of relationship or not, she was to tipsy to even give it some thought so shook her head back in to reality.

Suddenly, looking in the reflection of the mirror, she saw her son behind her, naked like the say he was born and standing behind her. Opening her mouth, she gasped feeling his cock against her ass, it had certainly got harder once more.

When he spoke of teens recovering fast and going all night long, Gemma closed her eyes, focusing on his cock which was stiff and rubbing against her ass cheeks.

Finding herself spun to face him, she looked at her son before feeling his kiss. He almost attacked her face, which she liked, he wanted her badly, just like she wanted him. Her panties were slid down her long smooth legs, down past her knees before they fell to the floor over her bare feet.

Lifting up on to the counter, her ass cheeks on the rim of the sink, she felt his cock go to her pussy lips and she moaned out of relieve, feeling an erection somewhere where she hadn't in a long time. Her arm wrapped around the back of his neck as they kissed before breaking for air. The mother had never been fucked in the bathroom like this before, it was exciting for her, her pussy was already wet as she humped his dick from the counter, moaning in to his ear and breathing hot air in to it.
 
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