David loved visiting his parents’ house. Even four years after moving out, it still felt like home. These days, between his college courses and his job, he didn’t have time to visit nearly as often as he would like. Birthdays were one of the few events, outside of holidays, that were guaranteed for him to be able to visit.
Today was his mom Linda’s forty-ninth birthday, and no matter how much both David and Tom, his father, had tried, she never let them take her out or cook for her. So here they were at the dining table David used to do his homework at, eating a steak dinner Linda cooked.
David looked at his parents as Tom told a story about a neighbor he had recently helped. Tom was dressed as he always was, a stereotypical professor with a button-up shirt under a sweater vest and tan slacks. He almost always had a smile on his face, but David noticed his father looked more tired than normal, looked older than David remembered. His gray hair was thinning, and he had developed a bit of a potbelly.
Linda, however, looked a decade younger than she actually was. Her auburn hair fell down past her shoulders in glossy waves, and her green eyes were as bright as David ever remembered them being. The black, off the shoulder, cocktail dress she was wearing, which showed her ample cleavage, looked like she was planning on a date night with Tom instead of dinner with her family.
As they ate, Linda kept everyone’s wine glasses topped off, so by the time dinner was done, David was feeling pretty good. Not drunk, but relaxed. Relaxed enough that he was planning on staying the night in his old room just to be safe.
“How is school going, sweetie?” Linda asked once Tom was done with his story.
“Pretty good, there’s just a couple of weeks left of the semester, then I get a month off,” David said. “Finals start in a week, but I only have two courses that have tests. The other courses just need the papers I’ve been working on for the past couple of months.”
“Are you confident you’re prepared for the tests?” Tom asked.
“Yeah, both professors focus more on the work throughout the semester. The finals are just a formality since they have to grade us on something,” David explained. “This is the first semester since I started school that I am not remotely stressed by finals week.”
As they talked, David saw his parents exchange glances that didn’t seem to have anything to do with the conversation. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but he knew they would mention it when they were ready.
“Why don’t we take our wine into the living room so we can be more comfortable while we talk,” Linda said as she grabbed a fresh bottle of wine and her glass.
David drained the rest of his glass and followed his parents into the living room. Tom took the recliner, leaving David to sit next to Linda on the loveseat. As soon as he sat down, she refilled his glass.
Once they were seated in the comfortable room, with their wine glasses refilled, Tom finally spoke.
“David, your mother and I, we need to talk to you about something,” Tom said. “Something important, that’s hard to talk about.”
“You’re worrying me,” David said, looking between his parents. “What’s going on?”
Linda reached over and squeezed his hand reassuringly.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. We’re both fine,” Linda said. “We just, we want to be honest with you about something that has affected our marriage for years now.”
Tom drank his entire glass of wine before talking.
“It’s embarrassing, but please listen with an open mind,” Tom said in a shaky voice. “I, I haven’t been able to be, uh, to be with your mom the way a husband should be. The truth is, I’ve been impotent for the past fifteen or so years now.”
David was stunned. Of all the things his parents could have wanted to talk with him about, their sex life wasn’t on the list of things he expected. His parents had always been open with David and encouraged him to explore his sexuality. In some ways, they were free-spirited. Nudity wasn’t frowned upon in the house. Though they all usually kept underwear on, it was never uncommon for them to go around in just underwear. They’d taught him that the human body wasn’t something to be ashamed of, nor that he should ever be ashamed of its natural reactions.
“Oh wow, that’s, uh, that’s a lot,” David stammered. “I’m sorry you’ve been through that. I can’t imagine what it’s like for either of you.”
“We tried everything. Doctors, therapy, and medication. Nothing has worked,” Linda said softly, holding David’s hand. “I love your father with all my heart, but it’s been hard for both of us.”
“We even, well, we tried bringing someone else into our bedroom. Another man to, uh, to be with your mother,” Tom said. “I thought maybe it would help her, and I’d get to see her happy, satisfied, in ways I can’t make her.”
David was even more stunned at that, at the thought of them inviting someone else into their bed. He’d had his own threesomes over the years, but he never once thought it was something his parents ever did.
“It wasn’t what I thought it would be,” Linda added. “I hated it, being touched by someone else, someone I didn’t love.”
“We tried a couple more times a few years later,” Tom said. “It just made things worse for her, so we stopped.”
“I’ve never been able to let anyone else get close,” Linda said. “I tried dating, thinking maybe having some kind of connection would make it easier, but even that didn’t feel right. So I just gave up.”
David gave his mom’s hand a squeeze. He was at a loss for words. That they’ve been silently suffering this for most of his life astonished him. They’d always been so happy together, and so in love, that it was hard to imagine something like this happening to them.
Linda looked over at Tom before shifting in her seat to face David.
“We’re telling you this because we don’t want any more secrets,” Linda said. “And because we have something to ask you. It’s difficult to ask, but we both trust you.”
“What is it?” David asked after taking a drink of his wine.
“First, I need to confess something. A few years ago, when you were staying with us for a couple of weeks, I came home early one day. You were in your room. The door was slightly open. I started to come in to ask you something, but you were on your bed, naked. You, you were masturbating.” Linda admitted, her voice soft but steady. “It was so intense, the way you touched yourself, your moans, it was so erotic. I couldn’t make myself look away. Watched your body tense up and your cock twitch. I watched as you came, watched as your seed, uh your cum, shot out of you.”
David’s mouth went dry, and to his chagrin, his cock was hard hearing her talk about him like that. Linda refilled his empty glass, and David promptly drank half of it.
“E-ever since then, I’ve had dreams about you. Dreams that turned into fantasies. I hated myself for it at first. Hated thinking of you like that, of violating you even if only in my imagination,” Linda admitted, her eyes never leaving David’s. “Every time I closed my eyes I saw you. Every time I masturbated, or your father went down on me, I pictured you. I imagined you touching me, fucking me, making me come. I think about you when I use my toys, when I make myself come. It’s your face I see, and your name I moan.”
David’s pulse was racing, his mouth dry again. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Linda looked down and smiled. To his embarrassment, David realized his cock was straining against his pants.
“We’ve spent years trying to find a way that works for both of us,” Tom added. “Even toys haven’t helped much. We’ve come up empty. Until recently.”
“I, I don’t understand,” David stammered. “Why are you telling me this? What do you mean?”
Linda drank the rest of her wine before taking his hand in hers again and continuing.
“I know it might sound strange, but with all the dreams and fantasies I’ve had since that night,” Linda said, her own voice shaking. “I started thinking that, maybe, the only other man I would feel safe with, is you?”
“Mom, are, are you saying?” David asked, his words trailing off.
David was thinking this must be a dream or a hallucination. He’d never done drugs, well, other than a little pot, but maybe he’d been slipped something.
“We’re asking if you would consider helping your mom. Physically. With me there,” Tom said. “I actually found, the times we tried, that I enjoyed watching. So I want to see Linda being pleasured, to see her finally feel satisfied. I want to share that with her, however I can, even if I can’t be the one to give her that pleasure.”
“I-I don’t know what to say,” David stammered. “This is a lot to take in.”
“I know it’s a lot to ask, and something we’d never imagined asking you. But I trust you, and I feel close to you in a way I can’t explain,” Linda said. “If you say no, we will never ask you again. Would you, would you consider being with me? Make me feel alive again? Have sex with me?”
David’s initial reaction was to say no. To get out of there as quickly as he could. To go to a bar and drink until he never remembered this night again. That is what most people would do in his situation.
He looked at his mom, seeing her in a new light. Seeing how hopeful and vulnerable she was. Seeing the love in her eyes. He really looked at her. He’d always seen his mom as a beautiful woman, but he’d never really thought of her in this way. His eyes dropped to her cleavage, and he understood why she dressed up tonight.
“I, I don’t know if I can go that far with you,” David said once he sorted his thoughts. “B-but, I’m willing to try.”
Linda threw her arms around David’s neck and pulled him into a tight hug.
“Oh baby, thank you, thank you,” Linda said excitedly. “We can do as much or as little as you are comfortable with. If at any point you want to stop, we will. Or if you want to try again later, we can. If you find you can’t do this, we will stop and I’ll never ask you about it again.”
“Thank you, son,” Tom said with a big smile. “This means so much to us. That you are willing to even try.”
David felt weird being thanked for this, so just nodded.
“How do we start?” David asked. “We should, before I talk myself out of it.”
“How about some kissing?” Linda asked.
David nodded, so Linda stood up and lifted her dress up enough that she could straddle him. David moaned slightly as she sat on his cock. She held his face as she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Pecks on the lips were nothing new in his family, but never had he kissed her while she sat on his lap, his cock pressing against her. David opened his mouth and eased his tongue into his mom’s mouth, searching out her tongue. The first time their tongues touched was electrifying, and David moaned slightly into her mouth.
They made out for at least a minute before Linda took his hand and placed it on her breast. Her dress was between his palm and her breast, but his fingers were directly on the soft, supple flesh. Linda moaned into his mouth when he squeezed her breast.
When they finally broke the kiss, they were both panting.
“That was wonderful, sweetie,” Linda said once she caught her breath. “Would you like to see my body?”
David could only nod, so Linda stood up and reached back, and unzipped her dress. He had seen her breasts before, but this time, when the dress slid down to reveal them, it was the first time David thought of them in an erotic way. They were large enough that they hung down, but he thought they looked incredible, with their pale skin and large tawny nipples.
David watched with fascination as Linda lowered the dress down her body, inch by inch. While Linda hadn’t been wearing a bra, she was wearing a black lacy pair of panties that, when she turned around, David realized was a thong. He’d never known her to wear a thong before. She’d usually worn brief style, or even boy shorts. The strap of the thong disappeared between her ample cheeks.
“Oh, damn, Mom,” David whispered. “You are so incredibly gorgeous!”
“Thank you, sweetie,” Linda said with a smile as she took her place on David’s lap again, straddling him. “You can touch me all you want.”
David reached up and hesitantly cupped his hands over his mother’s breasts. He could feel her nipples against his palms. Linda moaned when he squeezed her breasts.
Linda leaned in and kissed him, this time her tongue sliding into his mouth, caressing his tongue. David reached behind her and grabbed one of her cheeks, his fingers digging into it. Linda moaned into his mouth as she ground against him. David rubbed his thumb over her nipple as they made out.
David’s cock was throbbing, straining to be set free. Linda kept rubbing herself against it, making things worse. David broke the kiss and looked up at his mom, panting for air.
“Mom, please,” David panted. “Oh, I can’t believe I’m asking this.”
David looked embarrassed and hesitated to ask what he wanted.
“It’s okay, sweetie,” Linda said with a smile. “Whatever it is, you can ask.”
“My cock, I need release,” David said nervously.
“Oh, my poor baby,” Linda said as she placed her hand on David’s cheek. “What do you want me to do?”
David couldn’t believe what he was about to ask. It was something he had never even considered the possibility of asking.
“Mom,” David said. “W-will you suck my cock?”
“Of course, sweetie,” Linda said as she moved to kneel in front of him. “Stand up so I can take your pants off.”
David stood and looked down as his mom reached up and undid his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. Linda’s eyes went wide when her son’s large cock sprung free and almost hit her in the face.
“Oh sweetie, it’s even bigger than I remembered,” Linda said as she licked her lips.
David sat back down with his legs spread. He looked over and saw his dad giving him an approving nod.
“Well, he certainly didn’t get that from me,” Tom said with a chuckle.
“You’re really okay with this?” David asked, gesturing to Linda.
“Yes, David, more than okay,” Tom said. “All I want is to see your mom happy, and believe me, with a cock like that, she will be thrilled.”
“He’s right, sweetie,” Linda said as she took hold of David’s cock. “I can’t wait to feel this inside me.”
Linda leaned in and kissed the tip of David’s cock, making him moan softly. Before he could say anything, she took it into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the top of his shaft, her tongue gliding over and around the head. David moaned as his mom licked his cock.
“Oh, Mom,” David moaned. “That feels incredible.”
Linda moved her hand down until she just had her thumb and index finger reaching around the base of his shaft. Slowly, she lowered her mouth down his shaft, taking in more and more of him.
To his surprise, David felt her take his cock into her throat. She stopped with just the head of his cock in her throat, but even that much felt incredible. Linda started massaging his balls as she started bobbing her mouth up and down his shaft.
“Oh, fuck,” David moaned. “Damn, that feels great!”
“She’s been practicing for you,” Tom said. “With one of her dildos.”
“Has she, been planning, this for long?” David asked, his words punctuated by moans.
“She first brought it up a year ago,” Tom said. “It’s not something she did without a lot of consideration.”
David leaned back and closed his eyes, focusing on the incredible feeling of his mom sucking his cock. Her fingers stroking his balls. Her lips tightened around his shaft as she bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft. Every time her mouth moved down his shaft, she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.
David could feel the pressure building. He would have felt embarrassed by coming so soon, but this wasn’t anything like his usual hookups.
“Oh, Mom,” David moaned. “I’m gonna come!”
Linda moved her mouth up his shaft until just the head of his cock was in it. She started stroking his shaft as her tongue flicked over his cock with gentle strokes as she coaxed him to orgasm. With a loud groan, David came. Each flick of her tongue over the head of his cock caused another load of cum to shoot into her mouth, some of it splashing against the back of her throat, some coating her tongue.
Linda kept licking and sucking until she drained her son’s balls and had a mouth full of his cum. Once no more came out, she sat up and opened her mouth, showing first David, then Tom, how full it was with her son’s cum, then she swallowed it all.
“Oh, sweetie,” Linda moaned. “Your cum is delicious!”
Linda took a seat next to David on the loveseat and drank the rest of her wine before leaning against him, pulling his arm around her until his hand was on her breast.
“That was amazing, Mom,” David said as he fondled her breast.
“Thank you, sweetie,” Linda said. “As your father said, I’ve been practicing. It’s been a long time since I’ve done it on a real cock. I wanted to do a good job if you said yes.”
“It was more than good,” David said. “It was better than most blowjobs I’ve had.”
Linda didn’t say anything, but she reached over and ran her fingers over his cock.
“How are you feeling?” Tom asked. “I know this isn’t something you ever could have expected happening. We want to make sure you’re really okay with all of this.”
“I won’t lie, it’s still weird. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it,” David admitted. “But, I feel bad that mom has gone for so long without this, and hate thinking of some random guy having sex with her. So I am okay, and I’m glad you both felt you could come to me about this.”
David reached down and lifted Linda’s face with a finger under her chin, looking into her eyes.
“I will do my best to make sure you get everything you need from here on out,” David said before leaning down and kissing her. “Before the voice in my head can talk me out of it, let’s go to the bedroom.”
David and Linda walked to the bedroom holding hands as Tom followed behind. Tom sat in the chair beside the bed while Linda turned to face her son.
“It’s fine if you don’t want to,” Linda said. “But would you go down on me?”
“You think I’d let you suck my cock and not eat you out in return?” David said with a laugh. “Mom, I had no plans on having sex with you just once then going to bed. We’re going to make the most of this.”
“You don’t know how happy that makes me,” Linda said before pulling David’s head down for a kiss.
David hooked his fingers through the strap of her thong and pulled it down until it fell to the floor. Once it was off, Linda climbed into bed and lay in the middle of it, her hand covering where the thong had been.
“So I didn’t know how you felt about hair, you know, down there,” Linda said, nodding towards her lap. “It had been a long time since I’d done more than give myself a trim so a couple of days ago I went to the spa and got a Brazilian wax.”
“I like a little bush over your mound, but waxed is fine too,” David said as he climbed onto the bed. “Can I see?”
Linda bit her lip as she pulled her hands away, and for the first time, David could see his mother’s bald pussy. Her puffy outer labia almost completely hid her inner lips, but a small portion of the inner lips was poking through. Her entire pussy was glistening from how wet she was.
“Oh, Mom,” David breathed. “You have a beautiful vagina.”
“I know we always taught you to use more polite words for body parts,” Linda said as she looked down at her son. “But in bed, just call it my pussy. Unless you want me to refer to that beautiful thing between your legs as your penis?”
“Fine, Mom. You have a beautiful pussy,” David said with a grin. “Now spread your legs for me so I can get to know it better.”
Linda’s legs parted enough that David could get down between them until his mouth was inches away from her pussy. He could smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Linda moaned when he placed his fingers against her, rubbing her puffy outer lips. Her wetness made his fingers glide over her skin.
David leaned in and ran his tongue up her slit, her flavor exploded over his tongue. They both moaned. David at the taste of her pussy, and Linda at the feeling of her son’s tongue on her most sensitive place.
David spread her lips apart with his fingers, sliding two of them inside her as he leaned in and started licking her. His fingers probed inside her, stroking her silky walls as they curled up and rubbed against her pubic bone while his tongue explored her folds and flicked over her clit.
“Oh, oh fuck, oh god yes!” Linda moaned as David fingered and licked her.
Linda’s moans became breathy as her body trembled, her fingers digging into the bed. She ground her hips against her son’s face, eager for his mouth and fingers to have their way with her. The comforter under her was getting damp from her juices trickling down between her cheeks.
David sucked on her clit, his tongue probing around it and flicking over it, as his fingers stroked against the front wall of her pussy, sliding over that soft, spongy spot that drove women crazy. His hand and face were covered with her juices.
He could feel her walls squeezing against his fingers as the muscles around her pussy spasmed. Linda’s moans grew more urgent. David wasn’t surprised when her back arched, and she cried out. Her pussy clamped down on his fingers, and a stream of her juices flowed into his mouth as the orgasm overwhelmed her. David swallowed it, enjoying the flavor of her arousal.
David kept licking and sucking her until she finally collapsed against the bed. Once the wave of ecstasy subsided, David sat up and licked his lips as he looked down at Linda, who lay there panting and whimpering on the bed.