Do it Mikey do it I hear the words playing in my head as I think of all the times she’s teased me lately, and as I frantically think of a way break through this barrier that exists between us it’s the feeling of my hand sliding underneath her robe that tells me somehow my own body has made the decision for me. Nothing but bare skin too, and the skinny slut isn’t even wearing any panties either. I’ve spent so many hours imagining what it would be like to feel just how tight her ass really is, and here I am lifting her robe up all while pretending to be drunk so I can finally see it for myself. What’s the worse that’s going to happen, and even if she slaps me at least I can say I had an excuse because I was drunk. But all I’m hearing now is rapid breathing as my hand just seems to be wandering all over her ass while she’s acting as though nothing is going on.
If only I could somehow slow the pace at which we’re taking each step, and as we’re finally reaching the top of the stairs I feel the panic inside me building because I just don’t want this moment to end. Do I rip her robe off and throw her on the floor and fuck her like I want to do, or do I simply say good night and go in my room and jerk off thinking about just how close to getting what I really wanted from her I actually came. Feeling her ass is a lot different than spreading her legs and sticking my cock inside her tight little snatch, and then what do I do about tomorrow when I have to face her knowing that I might have forced myself on her? The problem is that she’s just so fucking hot, and the thought of her wrapping those long legs around me as I’m bottoming out inside her is all I can think about now.
“C’mon, I’ll help you undress,” I hear her say as a part of me can’t believe what I just heard.
This just has to be every guys dream come true, and even though none of us will ever admit to it the fact is most of us want our mother’s to see us naked and with a hard-on too. But she’s seen me at least half a dozen times sitting at my computer looking at porn with my sweat pants bulging, and I know the real reason behind her teasing me for so long now is simply because she knows I have a big cock. I guess I was twelve or thirteen when I finally realized that it was a lot bigger than what is considered normal, and at first it frightened me because I knew I’d be teased mercilessly if anyone ever discovered how big it really is. But taking showers in the boys locker rooms in junior high and high school always presented a challenge because even limp it’s obvious that it was a lot bigger than the other kids. Luckily no one seemed to notice, and I suppose part of it might have been because whoever might say anything would probably be teased them for noticing it.
“Let me take your top off,” is all she says as the look on her face with her eyes appearing glazed over is one that I’ve never seen before.
I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long that the thought I might actually have a chance to be inside her just doesn’t seem real to me now. Maybe I’m still at Billy’s house passed out in a stupor, and tomorrow when I wake up swearing it all seemed so real I’ll have to accept that it just wasn’t meant to be. I mean how many guys have a mother who looks just like one of the models in Wow Girls? Nothing against any of my friend’s mom’s but they just seem as though they don’t care about how they look anymore, although Brian Kelly’s mom is pretty hot.