On a whim...

100% fiction!

Life had never been easy. Childhood had been rough and over time my mom, dad and I all grew our separate ways. Between the cheating, the drug use, and the fights, I just had to escape, so I disappeared on a bus when I was 18 and didn't talk to them for 4 years. Life was an adventure, all over the world falling in and out of love. There were times when I even ended up with other guys or with couples. None of them lasted long but every one was left one good note. Life is too short to burn those close to you.

It was with that thought in mind that I decided that four years was long enough and that I should go back to see my parents. The bus ride home was hours of pins and needles. I didn't know what I was walking into or how I would be greeted, but I just knew I needed to go home. I spent thirty minutes outside the door before I walked up to it. The knock ring out louder than I meant. She was fast to get to the door. "Peter?" she cried out as she jumped up to hug me. I didn't know how to feel, but one thing was stuck in my mind. Dad isn't here and neither is his stuff.

As she let go of the hug I noticed something else. My mom was clean, looked sober and was gorgeous. Her body had the perfect shape of an hourglass and it was obvious that she had worked hard for it. "Damn you look good mom! How long have you and Dad been split up?" It took her by surprise. "It's been just over a year" she said as she invited me in. "Don't even know where he is. I think he was pretty surprised when I kicked his ass out. Can't understand why, but ever since I have had a new lease on life. I feel like a completely different woman."

"You look life a completely different woman" I exclaimed, sliding down onto the couch next to her. "You look like a completely different man yourself. You look like you've been working with your hands." She was right. "I've been working at a landscape supply store. Eight hours a day of lifting and unloading" I said as I mock flexed like I used to. The effect I had was obvious. Her eyes widened and I saw what I knew to be lust. What she said next blew my mind. "Take your shirt off, let me see your muscles!" and without a thought, I pulled off my shirt and flexed.

She began panting lightly under her breath as she noticeably stopped herself from reaching up and rubbing my chest. "Why'd you stop?" I asked as I raised my arms coyly above my head in a flex she wasn't familiar with. Still panting, I heard her mumble "different people" under her breath and let her hands get to my abs . She slowly slid her hands upward and felt all the way up to where her palms were on my pecs. I made no move. I could see her frustration growing as she leaned forward and whispered "Your turn now" into my ear in what was almost a command.

I reached up and pulled her shirt up to where all was bare except her eyes. With the shirt over her face, I unclipped her bra and had her pants off before laid her down onto the couch. At that , I pulled the shirt off her face and kissed her on the mouth. Her hands worked quickly, sliding my pants down to where a nimble toe carried them down the rest of the way. My tongue still in her mouth, she grabbed my revealed hardon and stroked it slowly.

Her tits were magnificent. Easily Ds with a pink quarter sized areolas and perfect nipples. I spent some time on them on my way down to where she needed my attention. I made her wait, dancing around her lips and only slowly working my way into her clit hood. She convulsed uncontrollably while I held her tight to my tongue. I slowly worked one, then two fingers in, telling her to 'come here' and rubbing smoothly or the g spot. She couldn't handle it, and her back locked into a backbend arch.

She fought me off her clits and pushed me backward. She went to work on my cock without a word, and kept perfect eye contact with me. Her tongue worked around the tip and slowly slipped down to let me in deeper and deeper into her throat. It was so good, I almost popped, but it seemed like she could sense it and held me outside the limit. She slowly worked me back down and slid me out of her throat. "Fuck me but don't cum in me. I want to taste it."

I went to work and pounded away. Her tits bounced hard and she grabbed her nipples to slow them down. She pinched hard while I pointed myself at her g spot and slowly worked it. The squeeze happened quickly and held while I pumped her from end to end. I slowly pumped from fully out, to fully in and she began pulsing on me. Her juices flowed freely and my cock was drenched. I pulled out and got up to her tits. She could barely move while I titty fucked her using her own cum.

I bent her head downward and she took my tip into her mouth each time I pumped. "When I tell you, suck the tip" I told her. She nodded hungrily and stuck her tongue out to rub under the head. I held to the last possible second when I blurted out "here it comes!" and held her head onto my tip. I kept fucking her mouth as I pumped the whole load into her wondrous mouth. She squeezed my balls while she sucked hard on the tip and got the last of it out by force and pulled back to show me. Her mouth was filled with my cum and I did something I had always wanted to do.

It surprised her that I snowballed myself by going down and kissing her, but she was too distracted by my cock going back into her pussy to do anything except share my cum with me and get fucked. My family is fucked up, but why fight what you are?