Becoming Mama's Good Boy Ch. 06

Mind-Controlled Son's Incestuous Date

"Mmm, we're going to get you all nice and ready for your date," Mom purred as she hugged me from behind in the shower. Her big, soapy boobs rubbed into my back as she worked the bar of soap up and down my stomach and chest.

My cock throbbed before me. It was Saturday so fast. The week had flown by. I was going on my first date with Donna. My first date with a girl, and it wasn't just any girl. It was Donna the smoking-hot, redheaded cheerleader. And it was all thanks to becoming a mama's boy. Donna found it hot that I fucked my mother.

That I was a good son who sexually satisfied the woman who brought me into the world.

My mother's hard nipples rubbed into my back as she worked her soapy tits up around in slow circles, her hands caressing my body. My dick ached so much from her touch. She licked my ear, the warm shower splashing on my chest. This was the first time we had showered together like this.

It was fucking hot. I couldn't believe it. I groaned as her hands touched me. Her fat nubs poked me in the back. Her boobs were so soft. She had such big tits. Mommy tits. Her tongue stroked my ear, adding to my delight. I groaned as she worked her hands lower.

"You're going to be so handsome, Jason," Mom purred. "Mmm, you're Mama is going to make sure that you're such a stud for Donna. Yes, you are. Just such a stud."

I smiled at her words. The world had changed in the last week since I put on that belt. Only I knew it. At my college, more and more guys were fucking their mothers. A few were holding out. Some of the jocks who were too prideful, thinking they didn't need their mothers when they were getting it from girls left and right. Except more and more girls were only getting with guys wearing M.I.L.F.S. badges.

Mom's hand grabbed my cock. She stroked up and down my dick. My eyes closed. I shuddered as she pumped up and down my shaft, washing me. Her soapy hand glided from base to tip, massaging me. The pressure built at the crown. My balls tightened.

Her other hand soaped my nuts. I shuddered, loving the feel of her fingers kneading my balls. I bit my lip, the shower spray splashing warm on my chest. Mom nibbled on my ear, her boobs rubbing into my back felt so perfect. This was the delight that I needed. I was hurtling closer and closer to cumming. My face contorted, savoring the pleasure she gave me.

"Fuck," I groaned. "Oh, goddamn, that's good. Mama! You're the best."

"Mmm, just making sure my sexy boy is ready for his little date," she cooed. "You need to be all clean. Yes, you do."

Her hand pumped faster and faster. I shuddered, so excited from her touching me. I couldn't last long. I was on a hair-trigger. I might be getting sex from my mom, Donna, her mom, and a few other MILFs all the time, but I was still an eighteen-year-old boy. It didn't take much to get me off sometimes.

I groaned as her slick hand slid up to the tip of my cock and brushed the tip. The pressure exploded from my cock. My nuts twitched in my mother's hand. I grunted, firing blast after blast of cum. My face contorted with delight as I unloaded.

Spurt after spurt of cum exploded from my dick. My balls twitched in my mother's kneading hand. She gasped in delight as she "washed" my cock, stroking up and down me. She wrung out my cum that splashed on the wall and fixtures.

"Shit!" I groaned.

"Mmm, there we are," she purred. "Getting you all nice and clean for your date. Isn't that wonderful, Jason?"

"Yes!" I groaned, hitting the peak of my pleasure. The rapture buzzed through me. I swayed. "Oh, yes, I'm going to be so ready for it, Mama."

She stroked my cock one more time while I shuddered in her arms. Then her soapy hands slid down my thighs, washing my legs. I groaned, feeling so good. She had me turn around next, her soapy breasts rubbing into my chest.

Mom kissed me. She thrust her tongue into my mouth as her hands grabbed my ass. She soaped my rump. Her fingers dug into my ass. I shuddered as she squeezed my butt-cheeks. My dick throbbed against her belly. She was so affectionate. I loved her so much. Dad wasn't getting anything. Mom was all mine. We even shared her bed last night since it wasn't a school night.

Dad had to sleep in my room. Not that he seemed to care. It was still so surreal.

"Mmm, there," Mom purred and turned off the shower, her hands still on my ass.

We slipped out and dried each other off. It was hot rubbing her tits with the pink terrycloth while she massaged my body with a dark-blue towel. When we were dry, she wiped down the mirror and then stood behind me at the counter. She grabbed the shaving cream. I didn't have to shave every day, but I wanted to be extra smooth.

Having my mom shave me was different. After rubbing the shaving cream into my face, I tried not to tremble, my dick hard once more, as she hugged me from behind. Once more, I had her naked tits on my back and her wet bush on my ass. She ran the razor slowly, working with care. I was a little nervous, but I trusted my mom. She was amazing. She loved me. My mama would never hurt me.

After she shaved me, she ran her fingers over my face, feeling every bit of it. "Mmm, smooth."

"Thanks, Mom," I said.

She smiled and then grabbed a bottle of my father's aftershave. I had never used the stuff. She dabbed some in her hands and then rubbed it on my face. I blinked at the burning, but it faded quickly. I smelled spicy. A masculine scent.

"Mmm, that's good," she said and grabbed a comb and attacked my brown hair. She hummed as she worked, drawing it back. "There. I laid out your clothes on my bed. I'll be out soon. You can wait for me downstairs."

Since I had never bothered to get my driver's liscence, Mom was driving Donna and me on our date. Neither of us minded. In fact, Donna wanted to be inclusive. She believed our mothers should be involved in our dating life. And sex life. Twice now, I had a threesome with Donna and her mother, being a surrogate son for a woman who had only two daughters.

Mom had laid out a nice pair of jeans and a good shirt. As I was dressing, she called, "Make sure you tuck in your shirt! Look good for Donna."

"Yes, Mom," I said as I kept dressing.

I waited for her downstairs. There was still time before the date. I settled down on the couch. Dad was watching college football. The Huskies were playing the Cardinals. He glanced over at me and nodded.

"First date, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, nervous. "Looks like you're going to have the house to yourself."

He smiled. "Means I can watch what I want."

"You don't mind that Mom's only having sex with me, right, Dad?" It was strange saying it out loud, but it felt like I had stolen her from him.

"You're our son," he said. "You're supposed to be having sex with your mother. It's all new to you both. I'm sure in a while, your mother will want to do things with me. Just like you want to do things with that girl you're dating. Denise."

"Donna," I said, smiling. Donna was such a hot girl. "She's great, Dad. Just amazing."

"That's why you're dating her." He nodded to me then turned back to the game. "God, this new kid quarterbacking is a pansy. Come on, son! Throw the damn ball. Don't let them--" He threw his arms up in the air in disgust as the Huskies' quarterback was sacked, losing fifteen yards. It was 3rd and Long.

Mom came down in a red dress not long after. It had an airy skirt and no sleeves, her large breasts shown off by a plunging V-neck. I swallowed at the sight of her, a rush of blood engorging my cock. I shifted in my jeans as she swept around the couch.

"Well, boys, how do I look?" she asked like she was the one going out on the date.

"Great, honey," Dad said, glancing at her from the game. "New dress."

"It's a special occasion," Mom purred, raising her phone to snap a picture of me. "Jason's first date. He's growing up into such a man."

"Thanks, Mom," I groaned. "You look gorgeous. Just... Damn."

"Gorgeous, huh?" she asked and bent over. Her hand cupped my hardon through my jeans while her large breasts swayed before my face, seeming about to fall out of her dress. She squeezed me. Massaged me. I groaned at the touch. "Mmm, how does that feel?"

"That feels amazing," I groaned as she massaged me. "Fuck."

She unsnapped my fly and drew down my zipper with practiced ease. She reached through the front slit of my boxers and pulled out my cock. "Just one more thing before you're ready for the date. Need something to spice up your cock. Make it exciting for Donna."

Mom straddled me, her skirt rustling. She kept a firm grip on my cock as she lowered herself. I shuddered, her curly mass of brown hair spilling about her face. Her green eyes sparkled. The silk of her bush brushed the crown of my dick. I shuddered as those hairs caressed me moments before her wet vulva kissed the tip.

I groaned as her pussy lips slid over the crown of my cock. Her silky and hot labia engulfed my crown. She moaned, her face contorting as the hot delight of her twat sank lower and lower down my cock. My hands balled into fists as more and more of my dick vanished into her snatch.

"Yes!" I grunted as Mom bottomed out on me. "Oh, Damn, Mama, that's amazing. You have the best pussy in the world." My hands grabbed her ass. "Just amazing."

"Better than Donna's?" she asked as she slid up my cock, squeezing her twat around my shaft. Pleasure shot down me. "Huh?"

I hesitated. "She's a close, close second, Mama, but how can any girl compare to your pussy! You brought me into this world, Mama!"

"Good answer, son," Dad grunted from the chair, his eyes on the game.

She beamed at me as she slammed her cunt down my dick, her hands cupping my shaved cheeks. I groaned at the silky embrace of her pussy. She squeezed about me as she slid back up, the friction intense. The ache built at the tip of my cock. I groaned, loving what she did to me.

She rode me in her new dress. Her boobs bounced beneath the red fabric, threatening to pop out but never quite making it. Her pussy massaged me. My fingers kneaded her ass through her skirt, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock.

I groaned, rising towards that moment of eruption. I would explode in her. Pump my mother's pussy full of my cum. I wanted to breed her. We had been fucking so much for the last week. I had to be getting close to putting a baby in her.

She worked her cunt up and down my cock faster and faster. Her pussy gripped me. Massaged me. I groaned, my face contorting from the bliss. Her boobs jiggled and bounced. I stared at them heaving, loving the plunging neckline.

"Yes, yes, yes," moaned Mom. "Ooh, Jason. Oh, yes, yes, your cock... Your cock feels so good in my pussy. Mmm, you're going to breed me. You're going to put your son or daughter in me."

"God, yes, Mama!" My face contorted. "I'll flood you with all my seed. I'll plant a baby in your womb!"

She slammed her cunt down my dick. I shuddered, savoring how great her pussy felt. The pressure at the tip of my dick swelled. My balls tightened. They brimmed with such pressure. I would have a big orgasm. A mighty explosion of cum. I would flood her. Spurt everything that I had into her.

The incestuous thrill of my mom's pussy sliding up and down my cock swelled in my nuts. I dug my fingers into her rump as she rode me faster. Her curly, brown hair danced around her lush and mature face. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter.

"Cum on my dick, Mama!" I groaned. "Please, please, cum on my dick. I want to flood you with everything that I have!"

"Yes!" she gasped and impaled herself down my cock. Her pussy engulfed me. She took every inch of my dick in her. Her twat went wild around my cock.

I shuddered as her pussy suckled at my dick. Her red dress rustled around her body as she bucked on me. Her cunt writhed around my cock, massaging the spongy tip. The pressure swelled at the tip and then burst.

I erupted.

My cum fired into her climaxing snatch. I pumped blast after blast of jizz into her twat. The pleasure shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, the rush of bliss shooting through me. I splattered her twat with my cum. I pumped spurt after spurt of spunk into her spasming twat.

It was amazing to flood my mother's fertile womb with my incestuous seed.

"Yes, yes, yes," I gasped.

"Oh, my god, that's so good. That's wonderful!" Her pussy spasmed harder around my dick. She milked me. "Jason! Jason! I love you!"

"Mama!" I cried, spurting more and more of my jizz into her pussy.

I groaned as her cunt suckled me dry. She worked out the jizz I had ready in my balls. I emptied them in her. I groaned, my heart pounding. Heat buzzed through my veins. I sucked in deep breaths as she whimpered and swayed, her curly hair dancing around her face.

"Mmm, now you're ready for your first date," Mom purred, grabbing her phone and snapping a shot of my flushed faced, her pussy still impaled on my dick. She smiled and slid off me, her twat caressing my cock. I shuddered as she stepped off the couch, my wet cock waving.

She took another photo, a big smile on her face. I could tell she was posting it on Facebook. Mother/son incest was A-OK. Not any other type of porn, but this was "family friendly" in this new, insane world that magical belt buckle had created.

I put my cock away and zipped up. After standing, I offered my mother my arm, said goodbye to Dad, and we headed out the door. Mom drove us in her SUV to Gem Heights, the richer neighborhood that Donna lived in. We soon pulled up at her house. Mom gave me a final look over.

"Mmm, you're so handsome," she cooed. "She'll love you."

"Thanks," I said. I was a little nervous even though Donna and I had made love before. This was so different. I rubbed my sweaty hands on my jeans on the way to the door. I rang the bell.

Donna's dad opened the door with a welcoming smile. Then Donna's mother, Mrs. Lemon appeared. She had brassy-brown hair that spilled about her face and cooed at the sight of me, cupping my face and giving me a very welcoming kiss.

"Mmm, Donna's almost ready," the MILF purred, this wicked gleam in her eyes. "We can--"

"I'm ready!" Donna shouted and hurried down the stairs.

A disappointed look flashed across Mrs. Lemon's face. I had a feeling she would have offered to pass the time riding my cock, too, but her daughter was floating to me so, being a good mother, Mrs. Lemon stepped back.

Donna was breathtaking in a cute, pleated skirt that fell to her mid-thigh and a matching black blouse that had a deep scoop to the neckline. Her round breasts were shown off nicely in it. A floral scent filled the air around her.

"You look gorgeous, Donna," I said, my heart racing. My throat so tight.

"Oh, aren't you sweet," Donna said. "Mmm, and you look like a stud, Jason." She cupped my face. "Your mom helped?"

"Yeah," I said, not even all that embarrassed.

Donna grinned then planted a quick, hot kiss on my lips before she turned and gave her father a quick hug and her mother another hot kiss. Watching the MILF and her daughter come together sent a throb up my cock. Their tongues even flashed. They had gotten a lot closer.

Goodbyes over, Donna grabbed my arm. We turned to find my mom filming us from the walkway. I smiled at her. Mom had such a huge grin on her lips. She looked so proud as I escorted Donna from the house to the SUV, Mom stepping off onto the grass to let us pass.

"I love your skirt, Donna," Mom called. "And your top. Very nice."

"You look great, Mrs. Reynolds," Donna called as I helped her into the back of the SUV where we would be sitting. Mom was our chauffeur. "Just so sexy. I bet Jason loved your dress."

"He loved it so much, he got so hard, I had to ride him before we came over," Mom said, climbing into the driver seat. "I have a pussy full of his appreciation for my new dress."

"Good," Donna said as she snuggled up against me. "I'm glad he's still being a good son."

"The best," Mom purred.

I couldn't help but beam with pride. I was so glad to be the best son in the world. She was the greatest Mom. So it was actually pretty easy to be this amazing.

Mom drove us to the movie theater where a romcom was playing. It seemed like a good choice. We parked and I found myself escorting two gorgeous women to the door, eighteen-year-old Donna on my left arm, and my forty-year-old mom on the other. I couldn't help but smile at how lucky I was to have them both with me on my date.

I paid, of course, and then winced as the concession stands wiped out my allowance. I had even been given a bonus by Dad for the date. But we had drinks and snacks and headed into the theater for the movie to start.

We sat in the back row, chatting as we waited for the movies. Mom and Donna were speaking around me, both of them talking about me in a very frank manner. Mom was praising my cock while Donna nodded her head, a big and eager smile on her lips.

"He was so much bigger than I thought he would be," Donna whispered. "I mean... He doesn't look like a guy who's packing a big dong, but your son is hung, Mrs. Reynolds."

"I know," Mom cooed, her hand resting on my thigh. She idly stroked me as the blood engorged my dick. "He doesn't get it from his father, I can tell you that much. When I first had him in me, he stretched me out. It was amazing."

"I bet," Donna purred. "Oh, you're so lucky to have a son that can return to your pussy and fill you up. I want to have at least two boys."

"Want a dick in all your holes?" asked Mom. "Your husband and your two sons all plugging you up."

"That does sound hot," purred Donna, her hand stroking my other thigh. "I think your son's up to the challenge."

"Husband?" I spluttered.

"You're not going to do the right thing if you knock up Donna?" asked Mom. "I thought I raised you better than that."

"I might have knocked up her mom, Mrs. Best, Mrs. Donovan, and President Shaver," I groaned.

"Oh, they're all married," Mom said, waving her hand. "I don't expect you to marry me, and I plan on having your children, honey."

My dick twitched and throbbed. "I mean... If you want me to, Mama," I said, wanting to make her happy. "I'll do the right thing."

She winked at me. "See, when sons listen to their mothers, they have happy lives."

"Mmm, they do," Donna said, snuggling up closer to me. "I know you'll listen to your mother, Jason. You're such a good son." She nuzzled into my ear. "That makes you so hot."

I turned to face her as she said that. Her green eyes gleamed with delight. Her red hair fell about her face. She licked her lips in this inviting way. Mom's hand slid up to cup my cock through my jeans as I felt the magnetic pull to Donna's lips.

I leaned over and kissed her. My mouth melted on hers. She groaned, her lips so wonderful against mine. My eyes closed. Her lips were soft and warm. They felt so wonderful on me. I shuddered as Mom kept squeezing my cock. She groped me through my jeans while my tongue thrust into Donna's mouth, meeting hers.

She tasted so sweet. So wonderful. She smelled so intoxicating. That flowery perfume filled my nose. I groaned into the kiss, Mom massaging my cock. She kneaded me, making me throb more and more. The movie was starting, but I hardly cared.

SNAP!

The sound of my fly popping open seemed to echo through the theater. My zipper rasped down. Mom was going for it. I groaned, kissing Donna harder. She whimpered, her hand squeezing my thigh through my jeans.

Mom's hand reached through my open fly. Once more, she pulled my cock out through my fly. Only this time, I was sticky with her pussy juices. She claimed she anointed me with her cunt cream for Donna to enjoy, but it looked like Mom was going in for her own taste.

She ducked her head down, the chair creaking. Her warm breath washed over the crown of my cock. My dick throbbed in her hand. I kissed Donna even harder. Mom kissed the tip of my dick. Her warm lips nibbled on the crown. A shudder ran through me.