Mom Against Involuntary Celibacy

Tyler opened his eyes and allowed himself a leisurely yawn. He shuffled under the sheet, noticing it stretch tightly over his naked body and also the one that lay next to him. As he turned from the side to lie on his back, his nascent morning wood poked through the taut covers. It formed a visible protrusion as it rapidly engorged to its full, throbbing hardness.

He smiled -- nay, hegrinned:cheekily, from ear to ear -- as he felt the rush of blood filling his sizeable manhood. There was no surprise that he be in such a good mood; indeed, for the lucky eighteen-year-old boy it was all but totally expected. Nowadays, there was truly no better way for him to wake up than with a fully hard, raging erection.

"Geez," he let out, followed by a soft chuckle. "Rise and shine, huh?"

Like most guys his age, Tyler was often at the mercy of his relentlessly overactive hormones. But unlike many other guys his age, the horny teen didn't have to wrestle much with his youthful lusts and urges. He had a perfect outlet for his strong carnal desires, which he was permitted to take advantage of whensoever he pleased.

Shuffling again, more carefully this time, he slowly rotated his body so that it ended up on his other side. As he did that, he deftly maneuvered his jutting erection; it wedged itself between the shapely thighs of the gorgeous woman who lay with him in his bed. Biting his lip, as he felt the smoothness of her skin grazing his hard dick, he took a quiet breath and moved it up, little by little, until it finally rested against the palpable warmth and dampness of her slit.

There was a soft moan, something akin to a contented purr, and it made the boy pause and freeze momentarily. It soon became clear, however, that the woman was still fast asleep. She had her back turned to him, the thin sheet covering the enticing curve of her butt and the sleek lines of her legs.

That sumptuous butt was now gently pressing into Tyler's crotch. While her luscious pillows offered some meager resistance against his advances, they couldn't deter the eager young man from thrusting his hard-on along the glistening folds of her mature pussy.

He started it slow, gliding his long shaft along the dripping wetness, but ultimately the boy's composure couldn't last much longer. Though he had gained tremendous sexual experience in those last few weeks since losing his virginity, in the end he was still an excitable teenager who didn't pay much attention to anything besides his own pleasure.

As such, he quickly stopped caring about waking up his still-sleeping companion. Impatient hands embraced her voluptuous body, finding the large teardrops of her breasts and giving each one a groping squeeze. He relished the feeling of those perfectly firm yet pliant jugs: they yielded to his probing fingers and grazed the undersides of his palms with their surprisingly hard nipples.

Groaning lustfully, he snuggled even closer, practically draping his tall form over the shorter stature of this curvaceous beauty. He was stroking his throbbing erection between her thick thighs, rubbing it against the increasingly wet opening to her sizzling hot pussy.

Finally, in response to him wantonly taking liberties with her lush body, the woman let out a breathy gasp and a moan.

"Oh?... Oooh... T-Tyler?" her voice barely rose above his grunts. "Honey, oh... Is this...? Oh my!"

"Sorry, Mom, I... uh... I just couldn't help myself..."

There was another husky moan, which was then followed by a sultry, almost girlish giggle. "Aww, my poor boy! You really like your mom's body, huh?... Oooh... That's... that's fine... but let me do this first..."

As she said this, she steadied his thrusts with a hand which she swung over and placed on his muscular ass. She then grabbed her son's hard cock and gently guided it inside her, giving a soft whimper of delight when it speared her moist tunnel.

"Ahhh," he groaned, as her slick wetness enveloped his aching shaft. "Oh yeah! This is much better!"

She giggled again. "Of course it is! Your big cock is now inside... oh!... inside Mommy's little pussy. That huge stick of yours has gotten very used to it, hasn't it?"

Spooning her from behind, Tyler kept pushing his thick rod deep into the lusciously wet vagina of his smoking hot mom. He was quite distracted by the exquisite sensation of her loving embrace, as it massaged every inch of his rigid manhood, so he only grunted in response and continued to plow his mother's tight snatch.

Chelsea wasn't at all surprised by his singleminded enthusiasm. She had long since learned to expect it. Truthfully, she very much appreciated her son's eagerness, even though his appetite for sex could at times get seriously overwhelming. She had experienced it repeatedly, several times a day, over the course of those few intense weeks since the start of their incestuous relationship.

And she didn't regret it in the slightest. Indeed, his unbridled desires had only reassured her she was doing the right thing. When the mature stunner offered her voluptuous body to Tyler, it was under the assumption that it would protect him from the malicious online influences. After hearing about this threat from her best friend Kelly, Chelsea simply couldn't bear the thought that some awful, misogynistic creeps might turn her sweet but virginal boy into a full-blown, woman-hating incel.

And so she did the simplest, and in her mind the most obvious thing.

"Ooooh, yes!... Your cock... It's filling me so good!"

She had sex with her son.

"Fuck me, honey! Oooooh... That's right, fuck me deep!... Oh, oh, oh, oooh..."

And it wasn't just a one-time thing either.

"Ahhh... Keep fucking me, sweetie! Don't stop! Oh my god, I'm... I'm getting close..."

Quite the opposite, really.

To make sure Tyler would never feel celibate again, Chelsea had promised he would be able fuck her whenever he felt the urge. Her juicy MILF vagina, along with the rest of her voluptuous physique, was now his to use at all hours of the day and night.

Considering how frequently he'd been taking her up on that promise, the caring mother had to conclude her intervention couldn't have been more timely. Her sweet boy had been seriously starved for sex, and therefore at risk of falling into the incel rabbit hole, which meant she needed to work extra hard to keep the horny teenager satisfied.

"OOOOH! Yes! That's... that's it! I'm coming!... Your mom... is having a huge orgasm... on your amazing cock!"

Every single day, she had to work at it diligently -- and today was no exception.

"I'm... I'm coming, too, Mom!... Oh fuck! Here it goes!"

For many delightful moments, the mother-son couple writhed and groaned in the throes of a powerful release. Tyler filled his mom's pussy with many large spurts of his cream, over and over again, as they both shook from the savage force of their orgasms. The young man hugged his mother even more tightly, breathing hotly onto her neck while she moaned out his name in pure and utter bliss.

"Mmm," she purred eventually, her full lips curling in a cheeky smile. "Such a nice way to wake up... I just love feeling my son's big cock inside me!"

He chuckled. "I'm always happy to provide," he said suavely. "Anything for my beautiful Mom..."

She giggled when he kissed her cheek. "Oh, that's so sweet! You've grown into such a strapping young man, so confident and handsome..." She wiggled in his muscular arms, relishing their strong embrace, before closing her eyes and letting out a wistful sigh. "I think I'm going to miss it a lot, this thing we have going right now, once you figure out you don't really need your mom's 'help' anymore..."

He gave an uncertain grunt. "Huh? Mom? What are you saying...?"

"Well, you know," she said sullenly. "Once you get yourself a real girlfriend, and I'm sure it's going to happen soon, you won't be interested in fucking your old mom anymore... But that's okay, I knew it'd be like this eventually. I'm just saying I'm going to miss it."

He scoffed. "Mom, please! Not interested? That's just ridiculous! I'm never going to stop wanting to fuck... err, I mean, to make love to you!"

She sighed again. "Honey, I know you feel this way now, but trust me, when you meet the right girl --"

"And besides, Idohave a few girlfriends already, don't I?" he reminded her, squeezing fleshy handfuls of her magnificent breasts. "Even if we're not counting you, Mom..."

She gasped. A shiver ran down her naked body, trailing over the smooth back and down to her firm, heart-shaped ass, then ending as a pleasant throb that emanated from her cum-filled pussy.

Tyler's cock was still in there. Its chubby shaft was fully lodged inside her flooded orifice, marking it as his property with the awesome power of his unyielding tumescence. But at the same time. the cocky stud didn't hesitate to mention those other women he'd been fucking... Instead of dampening her arousal, it only made Chelsea tremble with renewed lust for her virile son.

It wasn't just an empty boast either -- he reallywasfucking other mature hotties like her. Kelly and Courtney, two of his mother's longtime friends, were both regular recipients of Tyler's sizeable erection. Either of them would drop by pretty much every day, which invariably ended with both Chelsea and her friend getting thoroughly plowed by her studly son.

"Mmm, true, but that's different," she insisted. "You aren't, well, dating any of them..."

"Sure I am," he said with a chuckle. "I'm taking them to some very hot dates in my bed, with you as my chaperone!"

Again, the brash teenager was correct: daily threesomes were basically a normal occurrence in the Brooks' household. A couple of times, when both the perky brunette Kelly and the fit brown-haired goddess Courtney simultaneously tried to jump on Tyler's magnificent cock, his mom sorted it out by instigating a lurid session offour-waysex instead.

"Honey!" Chelsea exclaimed with a giggle. "Yes, I'm very proud of you handling us all like that... But I'm telling you, it's not the same. You need someone your own age, who has similar interests. Someone you can connect with on a deeper level than just, uh, you know..."

Letting out an impatient groan, Tyler rolled away on his back and sighed. His mostly erect cock popped out of his mother's pussy, slick with their combined juices, and twitched under the soaked bed sheet.

"But I want to keep fucking you, Mom," he admitted, "and yeah, Kelly and Courtney, too... There's no chick I know that's worth giving it all up!"

Chelsea turned around as well, smiling at her handsome son. With a sultry purr she sneaked her hand under the sheet and wrapped her fingers around his broad shaft, squeezing it gently.

She tittered when he gave a surprised moan. Stroking the hardening rod, she then spoke, "Well, sweetie, maybe you don't have to? I imagine there's plenty of girls who'd want to be with you regardless of your other, ahem, entanglements..." She applied more pressure to his thick cock, feeling it surge back to full hardness. "Oh, yes... A smart girl would surely understand that you are a virile man with some verylargeneeds, and that you can only satisfy them with multiple different women."

Tyler blinked, his mother's words reaching his brain after a considerable delay. "Wow, Mom!" he gasped. "Do you really think I could get a girlfriend and still have sex with you and your friends?"

"Of course. Like I'm saying, you simply need to find the right girl," she said with a smile. "But if you're wondering how you could do that -- well, maybe it's easier than you think? Maybe all you have to do is meet someone you like, and then just bring her home and introduce her to Mommy..."

Another shocked gasp escaped the teenage boy's throat. He saw his mother wink at him seductively, before diving under the covers and pouncing on his recuperated hard-on. Soon, as he savored the exquisite feeling of her hot and wet mouth upon it, Tyler began seriously mulling over Mom's far-fetched but incredibly exciting suggestion.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, it wasn't long before the horny stud arrived at a satisfactory conclusion.

***

Leaving the metal door swinging behind her, the auburn-haired girl exited the bathroom stall and let out a soft sigh. She approached the sink and started washing her hands, using several pumps of liquid soap from a wall dispenser next to the tap.

Lathering her smooth hands, she looked studiously at her own reflection in the mirror. At first, there was a neutral expression on her face; it changed when she raised a scrutinizing eyebrow at a new, previously unseen freckle that had popped up on the ridge of her aquiline nose. It added to the rich constellation of tiny pips that spread across her soft cheeks, at times straying down to her lips and up beyond the smooth arch of her brow.

"Oh yeah, guess summer's coming soon," she mumbled to the tawny newcomer. "Will probably get a few more of these at this rate, with all the sun and practice out in the field..."

She shut off the water and dried her hands with a paper towel, crumpling it into a neat ball and tossing it in the bin. Before she left the bathroom, she allowed herself one last glance at the mirror and a brief smile to bend her glossy lips.

Paige wasn't exactly a breathtaking beauty. Still, her round and pleasant face, framed by bouncy curls the color of dark cinnabar, could easily be seen as quite pretty. Her emerald eyes were set deep within it, sparkling with shiny highlights; and her curiously pointy chin drew one's gaze to the naturally red, albeit rather thin lips, which made cute dimples in the corners of her mouth whenever she smiled.

She certainly had no problems attracting boys and men, even if it was partly thanks to her being a fit and athletic cheerleader. Having turned eighteen a good few months ago, her firm breasts had already grown to an ample size of more than a handful, enticing many interested glances from the opposite sex. Those would invariably turn into lustful stares whenever she turned around, as it would reveal her huge yet very shapely butt, honed by many hours of cheerleading practice, which she liked to show off in various tight pants and shorts.

All in all, the lovely redhead certainly didn't want for male attention. She indulged in it quite freely, in some ways fitting the stereotype of a slutty cheerleader who'd let most football players sink their cocks into her wet mouth or pussy. She didn't go steady with any of them, though, and was truthfully getting more and more bored of their massively inflated egos and annoyingly boastful attitudes.

It was partly for this reason that she and Tyler Brooks had a bit of a weird thing going on right now. He would sometimes help her with tougher subjects like math; his aptitude might have been nowhere near that of the smartest nerds, but at least he could explain things much more clearly to slower students like her.

Perhaps more importantly, Paige found him quite fun and likable. It also didn't hurt that the way she'd express her gratitude was rather enjoyable to both parties. His large and pulsing dick felt great to suck on after wrestling with quadratic equations, or whatever it was she needed him to explain. In all honesty, now that she knew what a nice and well-hung guy he was, she would probably take his cock if he simply asked her to; noqui pro quonecessary.

And maybe she wouldn't take it just in her mouth either.

"Okay, ten minutes until the bell," she murmured, checking the time on her phone. Before she put it away, she swiped to the selfie camera and fixed an unruly strand of hair she saw falling on her forehead. "Guess I'll just wait for him by the bike racks...?"

There was one problem she had with Tyler, though, and it seemed to have started only a few weeks ago. During that time the two of them hadn't really got together, not even once. This was in spite of Paige asking him many times for help, particularly with homework she didn't want to deal with when the weather was getting so nice outside. He'd always make an excuse, texting her that he was busy and later refusing to elaborate.

She began to feel like the guy was avoiding her on purpose. At one point she even asked him, straight up, if he had a girlfriend now who was sucking his cock instead. But he said no, he didn't date anyone, before scampering away and leaving her in a bind yet again.

It was getting really annoying. The stubborn redhead was now desperate enough -- well, almost -- to explicitly offer her eager and willing pussy to what she suspected was a still virginal guy. The only thing stopping her was the fact it'd make her feel too much like an actual whore.

"There you are!" she called to him as he approached, looking as though he was in some hurry. "Can we talk for a minute?"

Evidently a bit distracted, for he seemed to ignore her at first, Tyler had already started fiddling with the lock on his bike before he looked up and noticed her. She was leaning against the outer wall of the school building, trying to look casual to other students as she waved to grab his attention.

"Huh...?" He walked up to her, stopping within a few feet. "Hey, Paige. What's up?"

"Kinda wanted to askyou,"she retorted, putting on a teasing smile. "It's been a while since we, you know -- studied..."

He raised a quirky eyebrow, his gaze sweeping down the curves of her fit and toned body. The shapely redhead wasn't dressed in an overtly provocative manner, not today that is, but the warm weather nonetheless asked for a somewhat sparse outfit.

Her choice had been a pleated, navy blue, mid-thigh skirt, which she paired with a thin blouse that ended above her slim waist. The push-up bra she wore, partly visible through the diaphanous material, molded her breasts into a nice cleavage, and the top buttons being undone guaranteed it'd garner just enough attention to straddle the fine line between tastefully enticing and unabashedly slutty.

It had certainly attracted Tyler's attention, if only for a moment. He quickly caught himself looking and yanked his eyes away from the luscious valley of smooth flesh.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," he said reluctantly. "I've been busy..."

"Yeah, I've heard that," she said, her brow furrowing. "Seems like you're a very busy guy now..."

He sighed. "Sorry, you know how, uh, how it is sometimes..."

She rolled her eyes. "Okay, look, I'm not gonna be all nosy and stuff, because I really don't care -- like, seriously, I don't, not at all..." She cleared her throat before continuing, "But the thing is, we're not that far from the end of the school year, and I just fuckingknowthat Mrs. Goodwin is gonna drop a surprise test on us any day now. And I bet she'll add a few extra questions from that probability crap, that I barely understand because I had no one to explain it to me properly..."

She blurted it all out rather quickly, taking a deep breath at the end. She saw Tyler looking at her still -- just looking, without saying anything. She wasn't sure if it was pity she saw in his eyes, or something else entirely, but at some points he let out another sigh and jammed his hands into the deep pockets of his khaki pants.

"Alright, fine," he said, and Paige thought a smile briefly curled his lips. "We can go over it sometime, like, hmm, let's say on Wednes--"

"How about now?"

He blinked. "Now...?"

"Yeah?" she half-asked, smirking, as she pushed herself off the wall and took a short step toward him. "What? Are you busy again? Oh, please.... For all I know, you're just gonna go home and jerk off before your mom comes --"

"What the hell?! Go fuck yourself, Paige!" he barked, backing off a step and starting to turn around.

Crap, she thought, I shouldn't have said that. "Sorry! I'm sorry, Ty, that was super bad and rude," she quickly apologized, "and like, totally uncalled for... Please! Don't go, okay? I really need your help! Pleeeeease?... Don't you want to, you know..." She beamed a huge, saccharine smile. "Well, the usual..."