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Octavia's Sweet Boy by Frostybox

By OniiChansFables
Created: 2nd November 2020 05:18:43 AM
Modified: 16th February 2021 06:28:55 PM

  1. >You hear a rattling at the front door, the sound nearly makes your heart jump into your throat.
  2. >Acting quickly, you turn off the living room t.v. cutting the scene just as the brunette was just about to get it from behind, and quickly slip your gym shorts back up.
  3. >Your boner throbs in protest, looking down and seeing the huge tent you’re sporting you decide the best course of action is to tuck it into the band of your shorts and throw your shirt over it.
  4. >The front door opens just then and you hear it slam against the doorstop on the wall.
  5. >Its either mom or aunt Scratch, given the giggling that followed the slamming sound, you’re thinking it’s aunt Scratch.
  6. >You hear the sound of a door shut followed by a thump.
  7. >Rounding the corner that leads to the front door, you find your mother in a heap on the floor.
  8. “Mom!” you shout and run over to her side.
  9. >Worry begins to build in your chest, your heart starts to race.
  10. >You drop to your knees and place a hand on her back and shoulder to try and ease her up and check to make sure she’s okay.
  11. >She resists you on the way up, then starts to follow your pulls a little to well once she’s standing up tall.
  12. >Mom starts to fall back and you have to lean in closer, tighten your core, and move your hands onto her upper and lower back to keep her from falling back.
  13. >Mom’s head tilts all the way without any support from you.
  14. >Her mouth opens wide and the loudest belch you’d ever heard rumbles out of her mouth.
  15. >From your close position on your mom, you can smell a mix of her lavender perfume, sweat, and the strong reek of alcohol.
  16. >Mom bursts out laughing after having made such a loud burp.
  17. “Mom?”
  18. >She stops laughing and lowers her head back to a neutral position, though it sort of bobs and weaves around slowly in place.
  19. >She turns to you, and blinks a few times as if to make sense of the sight before her.
  20. >Then slowly a dopey smile spreads across her face, “An- An- *hic* Anon!” she chirps, “What’re you doing here my sweet boy.”
  21. >Mom starts petting your head and also using it for support so she can still sit up beside you.
  22. “I live here mom… and you’re drunk.”
  23. >”Mmhmm” she hums happily.
  24. >Her hand trails down from the top of your head, unsteadily caressing your cheek and neck until finally coming to rest on your shoulder.
  25. >”And you are just so very handsome Anon…” she coos while still keeping that dopey smile.
  26. >Now that she’s got you at about arm’s length away you can see her a little more clearly.
  27. >Her hair is a dull mess, some matted to her forehead and neck, most of it just drapes wherever.
  28. >Mom’s bowtie dangled loosely over one side of her chest, her coat is undone as well as the top couple of buttons on her white formal shirt underneath.
  29. >From your height over her from being on your knees you can see into her shirt, and just barely make out the lacy tan colored bra behind it.
  30. >Her cleavage is on full display, and only gets to be bigger as she brings her arms closer together so she can rub her eyes.
  31. >Mom starts to tip back and you have to shift yourself around to keep her upright.
  32. >”Whoo! Yes! Take me back” she blurts out while trying to lean back away from you even further.
  33. “Nn! Mom! Stop!” you command, trying even harder to keep her upright.
  34. >You tense up when you feel a warmth on the back of your neck.
  35. >Mom’s arms are slowly snaking their way around you.
  36. >Her violet eyes burn with a sort of intensity you’ve never seen before.
  37. >She bites her lip and just for a second… you think back to that porn you were interrupted on.
  38. >The way her messy black hair obscures parts of her face.
  39. >The plumpness of her lips…
  40. >You shake the thoughts away and yank your mom back upright.
  41. >Like a drunken rag doll, she offers no resistance of her own and fall against you.
  42. >At least this way you don’t have to support her with your tiring arms, you can just sit up firmly against her.
  43. >Mom giggles to herself, her hands begin to explore your backside.
  44. >She takes in a deep inhale, “Oooh love you shmell sho good! How izzit that you can shmell sho good?” she half-slurs half-mumbles into your ear.
  45. >The feeling of her hot breath on your ear sends tingles down your spine… and elsewhere.
  46. “I-I-“ you clear your throat to do away with the fluster in your voice, “I showered mom. And I bet you could use one too huh?”
  47. >You attempt to lift her up but she makes herself dead weight and keeps you pinned down against her, ‘Noo!” she whines, ‘I took a damned shower this morning…"
  48. >Whoa, she hardly ever swears.
  49. >”An’ I straightened me hair. I used me best perfume. I ironed my bloddy clothes for two GODDAMN hours!” she shouts right next to your ear making you wince, mom’s body goes limp against you again, “I made sure nothing was out of place 'Non… not one thing. I wanted this audition to go perfectly…” she whines, light sobs beginning to build in her chest.
  50. >And even more rarely does she pick her accent back up.
  51. >She rubs your back in silence for a few minutes, “And it did… I was prefect 'Non, I was- was- wa-”
  52. >You rub her back now as well, letting her sob against you for a while.
  53. >When your shoulder is now fully damp with tears and what you assume is snot, she moves to the dry shoulder and nuzzles her face there.
  54. >”It’s those stuck up wankers at the Canterlot Symphony, heads stuck too far up their own arses to appreciate REAL TALENT”
  55. >Okay, there goes the other ear.
  56. >Still you bear it for her.
  57. >She again goes limp against you, no longer rubbing your back this time, just completely limp.
  58. >You think that she’s fallen asleep until you hear her mumble something into your shoulder, “I’m just pathetic aren’t I Anon?”
  59. “No, mom. You are not pathetic, you’re… you’re the best! It’s like you said, those snobs at CS don’t know anything.”
  60. >She grips the back of your shirt tightly in her hands, “No sweetie, I am pathetic!” she whines in frustration, “Couldn’t even get a shag to brighten me mood” she mumbles.
  61. >WHOA!
  62. >Okay, that’s WAY more than you needed to know about your mother.
  63. >You decide that maybe she can skip the shower for tonight and needs to sleep.
  64. >You ignore her comment, for her own sake and again try to hoist her up so you can get her to her room.
  65. “C’mon Mom, you need to get to bed.”
  66. >”I dunno what it is Anon, my tits are still pretty perky, aren’t they love?”
  67. >Jesus CHRIST mom!
  68. >You ignore her she she pushes her chest against your arm.
  69. >”Maybe it’s me belly, guys don’t like pudgy old moms like me…” she whines.
  70. >God this is driving you to want to drink.
  71. “No mom, it’s not- You’re still really attractive okay, maybe they were just picking up on how bad you felt after your audition or something…”
  72. >Almost to the room, just a little-
  73. >She holds you in place, becoming dead weight against you and forcing you to hold still just so you both don’t fall over
  74. “Mom? C’mon were almost to your-“
  75. >A warm dampness makes itself known to your cheek.
  76. >Warm air caresses your face as it leaves trough mom’s nose.
  77. >Her lips are pressed firmly against your cheek.
  78. >She comes off you with a faint pop, “Thank you… my sweet boy” she coos.
  79. >With that out of the way she starts to support herself more and that lets you carry her the rest of the way to her room.
  80. >You try to figure a way that you can set her down gently, but can’t really think of one before she starts falling into the bed and pulling you down with her.
  81. >The bed creaks and mom giggles at the sound as she splays herself out over it and over you.
  82. >You shimmy and squirm to try and free yourself, but only wind up somehow wrapped in her arms with her face buried in your back.
  83. >She hums pleasantly, “You’re so warm Anon…” she whispers against you.
  84. >You can feel her hot breath against you, even through the shirt.
  85. “Th-thanks mom” you mumble back while trying to free yourself.
  86. >Her nails dig into your shirt, just below your chest and just above your crotch, “Don’t go love… Stay with mommy for a little bit would ya? I don’t want to be alone…” she drunkenly pleads with you.
  87. >Aw c’mon.
  88. >How the hell are you supposed to say no to that?
  89. >She sounded completely pathetic and desperate.
  90. >You sigh and resign yourself to this fate, at least until she falls asleep.
  91. “Okay mom” you respond.
  92. >She hums happily and drags herself up to be closer against you.
  93. >You can feel her breathing on the back of your neck, making the hairs stand on end and sending tingles all through your body with each puff of hot smelly air.
  94. >Her chest is warm against your upper back, and her legs are warmer as she has one of yours in a leg-lock.
  95. >Her hands are gently scratching at your chest and stomach.
  96. >”This feels good Anon…your body is so nice…” she coos, “You’re not mommy’s little boy anymore-“ she gives your leg a squeeze with both of hers, which means the leg tucked in between yours puts some pressure on your boys, ‘You’re mommy’s little man aren’t ya?”
  97. >THAT… makes you feel VERY uncomfortable.
  98. >The way her hand at your stomach is trailing lower down and slipping a finger under the hem of your shirt is only adding to the feeling.
  99. >Her breaths become heavier, louder too.
  100. >Then you feel it, another sudden warm dampness.
  101. >This time against the back of your neck.
  102. >You let out a gasp as she synchronizes the kiss with her hand slipping up the inside of your shirt.
  103. >Her hand trails the contours of your body as a moan rumbles in her throat.
  104. “Mom! St-“ you grab her hand by the wrist and try to push her away from you but she cuts you off by slipping her other hand up and firmly grabbing at your chest.
  105. >She stops kissing the back of your neck and rests her forehead against your back.
  106. >”You taste heavenly love” she growls.
  107. >Her breaths are all heavy, “Just let mommy do this 'Non… please… I need this. You can do that for me, yeah? Ya can be mommy’s little man tonight…”
  108. >Mom’s hands work together on your chest  and side to lift your shirt up before you even have much time to respond.
  109. >The way she attacks your neck with her mouth and how gropey and playful her hands are on your torso shut you down almost completely.
  110. >She begins to shift her weight, her kisses trail over from mostly the back of your neck and some of the side to more side.
  111. >Her hand presses down hard on your shoulder and the shift becomes less side and more front.
  112. >Before you know it she’s on top of you, suckling and licking your neck and chest while you lay there stunned.
  113. >The heavy breaths and moans that escape her lips have you completely entranced.
  114. >Ad you look down on your body, the sight reminds you of the porn you were watching.
  115. >Under cover of darkness the sight of a dark haired beauty grinding, groping, and slobbering all over you gets you very hard very quick.
  116. >Your hands seem to move of their own accord and you grab two firm handfuls of mom’s plump posterior.
  117. >She gasps which transitions into a moan against your chest, “Yes love, mommy likes that a lot.”
  118. >Mom kisses up your neck, then your cheek and finally she hovers just above your face.
  119. >In the dim light that’s coming in through a crack in the door you can see her piercing violet eyes.
  120. >The intensity you saw in them before is only burning even brighter, you now recognize it as pure lust.
  121. >You can feel something inside you click and you lash out at her with your lips.
  122. >She moans in surprise as you press your face firmly against hers, but her hesitation only lingers for a brief moment before she pushes back against you.
  123. >Your lips squirm and press against each other, you savor the feeling of her, the taste of her on you.
  124. >A wet pressure pushes on your lips, you part them just slightly, but mom takes full advantage of the opening and forces her tongue into your mouth.
  125. >She gasps and moans into your mouth as her tongue greedily explores every inch it can.
  126. >Her saliva is sweet on your tongue, in your mouth, and still carries that slight bitterness of alcohol.
  127. >Once she finds your tongue she caresses it, poke and prods it, teases you into attacking back.
  128. >And you do.
  129. >She pulls away some as you strike, pushing her tongue back into her mouth and giving her the same aggressive treatment she gave you.
  130. >Her body grinds harder against yours as you explore her mouth.
  131. >Seems she really likes the aggression.
  132. >Your hands had been trailing all over her body mindlessly while the spit swapping was going on.
  133. >It’s only when you feel the click of her bra that you realize you had been undressing her this whole time.
  134. >She presses her face against yours one more time before pulling away from you, with your bottom lip pinched between her teeth.
  135. >She smiles coyly as she lets you go and your lip returns to where it should be, stinging just slightly with pain.
  136. >Mom leans all the way back, putting her weight down on your crotch as she slips her bra completely off.
  137. >You watch in awe as she carelessly tosses her bra.
  138. >Your eyes have adjusted to the low light in the room and you take in the sight of watching her chest jiggle as her hands come back to center.
  139. >She plants her hands firmly on your chest and leans forward to bring hers close to your mouth.
  140. >Your hands trail up her body until they are both cupping one breast each.
  141. >Her nipples are fully exposed and aroused.
  142. >You take one into your mouth and circle a finger around the other.
  143. >Mom moans and pushes her crotch down against yours, hard.
  144. >You continue to suckle, caress, poke, squeeze, pull, and even twist on her supple breasts until she pushes you forcefully against the bed.
  145. >She leans back, and you watch her chest rise and fall with each heavy breath.
  146. >Her face is completely flushed with color, her hair is matted to her sweaty neck and chest.
  147. >Her eyes seem glazed over as they look at you.
  148. >Its then that you realize that her thighs had been squeezing your hips very tightly.
  149. >And you can feel a dampness beginning to seep through your gym shorts.
  150. >Did she just-
  151. >Mom falls down against you, and slowly, lazily, she drags her body against yours, lowering herself and planting kisses through every bit of skin that she is leaving behind.
  152. >Until she is curled up by your feet, her hands are caressing your stomach and her lips are just about to cross over the band of your shorts.
  153. >She wastes no time in slipping them down.
  154. >Your cock rises freely and bats her on the underside of her chin.
  155. >She gasps and slowly wraps her fingers around it.
  156. >Mom circles your cockhead with her thumb and forefinger a few times, spreading your leaking pre around the top of your shaft.
  157. >Slowly she lowers her head  and upper body over your manhood.
  158. >You cock twitched and throbs with each shuddered breath that falls upon it.
  159. >Mom strokes the length of your shaft a few times, “My very big man…” she whispers to herself before taking you into her mouth.
  160. >You gasp and comb your fingers through the thick damp hair on her scalp.
  161. >She bobs up and down on the upper half of your cock, keeping her lips tight around your member as she moves.
  162. >The heat of her mouth combined with the pressure of her lips gives you the sensation that you’re fucking for real.
  163. >She stops and comes off your cock with a lewd pop.
  164. >You feel a chill on your sickened head that thankfully doesn’t last for long as she begins to stroke your cock while continually licking all over your head.
  165. >Lapping up every bead of pre that forms with a sort of hungry desperation.
  166. >You squirm under her ministrations.
  167. >She plants her free hand on your stomach and gently rubs small circles on it, much like she used to do when you would sleep in her bed as a kid because you had a nightmare.
  168. >Mom plants one final kiss on your hardened slick cock before sitting up and looking over at you.
  169. >Her face is flushed with color and she has the most pleased smile on her face.
  170. >”My big man…” she coos while slowly laying her body against you.
  171. >Her face comes to lay right beside yours.
  172. >You share panted breaths for a little while before she starts to push on your back.
  173. >You take the hint and roll over so your now straddling over her.
  174. >Mom grazes the back of her hands up your stomach and plant themselves on your chest.
  175. >She gives you a weak push up until you’re sitting up on your heels, looming over her.
  176. >She drags her short nails back down until her hands can hook around your waist, just above your hips.
  177. >You watch her supple chest rise and fall as she looks up at you with desperate lusty eyes.
  178. >Some of her stomach rests against the very tip of her knees.
  179. >You’d seen her when she was younger, before she had you, she was beautiful and had an amazing body.
  180. >And here now, laid down before you, exposing herself completely.
  181. >She’s still beautiful.
  182. >You trail a hand down from the middle of her chest, over the slight bit of pudge on her belly and further down util the tips of your fingers meet her thin patch of bush.
  183. >She trembles under your touch, the heat you can feel around your crotch is intense.
  184. >The smell of her thick musky arousal in the air is making your head swim.
  185. >Mom bites her bottom lip and grips you around the waist firmly.
  186. >Slowly, she pulls you towards her.
  187. >You comply and use your thumb to guide yourself to her quivering soaked entrance.
  188. >Her lower lips kiss the tip of your cock.
  189. >Mom gasps and digs her nails into your flesh a little harder, but she still continues to pull you in slowly.
  190. >You rest your hands on her arms and push forward with your hips.
  191. >Her lips part slowly, engulfing you in just a little at a time.
  192. >Your entrance is very well lubricated so there is no friction, just pressure.
  193. >The soft squishing sounds of your slow immoral union set your heartbeat pounding harder and harder.
  194. >She takes in your head, you gasp and close your eyes tight out of instinct.
  195. >”It’s okay love… my handsome sexy man, mommy’s got you” she whispers lovingly while rubbing your sides with her thumbs.
  196. >She begins to pull you in harder, “Can you feel mommy, love? I'm hugging you so tightly now Anon…”
  197. >You slide your knees in closer and grip her arms tightly so you can get the leverage you need to enter her fully.
  198. >Her warmth tight depths compares around your cock in the most mind-blowing way.
  199. >She moans with each breath out as you reach deeper into her quivering walls.
  200. >Then finally it happens, you can feel her bush brushing against yours.
  201. >The heat from her bum against the front of your sac.
  202. >Mom lets out a low throaty moan, her head throws back and she digs her nails into you again.
  203. >You release her arms and instead grab her by the waist.
  204. >Your fingers sink in to the soft supple flesh of her motherly form.
  205. >Her calves brush against your lower back, she constricts you with her legs, trying desperately to take you in as deep as possible.
  206. >You push back against her, slowly withdrawing your length out.
  207. >Her legs concede and release you to ravish her body as you see fit.
  208. >And that’s exactly what you do.
  209. >Slowly at first, drinking in every inch of her hot tight walls.
  210. >Hearing every squeak, squelch, gasp, moan, groan, and growl.
  211. >”Oh yes Anon… Oh FUCK! Mommy doesn’t need another man does she? She has…mnn- she has her man right here in her arms.”
  212. >Then you become completely lost in her passion.
  213. >The feeling of her body in your hands.
  214. >Around your cock.
  215. >The look of loving pleasure on her eyes.
  216. >Your bodies slam against each other with a fervent desperation.
  217. >Her stomach shifts and claps against yours with each thrust.
  218. >Her breasts jiggle and sway under you.
  219. >A body once tight and perky, one that became like this because of you.
  220. >You are going to show her how it is still sensual.
  221. >How much one could derive pleasure from it.
  222. >A tightness begins burning in your loins.
  223. >You are getting close.
  224. >Mom can feel it too.
  225. >Her legs are wrapped around you, her heels dig into your back.
  226. >”Do it love, mommy needs to feel her man be satisfied… Anon…” she pleads through grunts and growls.
  227. >You can’t hold out any longer, not while she’s looking at you with such a desperate need in her violet eyes.
  228. “Nn! M-mom! I’m-“
  229. >You give one final thrust, hard.
  230. >You bury yourself as deep inside her as you can, her legs assist by digging into your back as hard as they ever have.
  231. >Her legs twitch and quiver.
  232. >Your mind goes blank, you’re too enraptured by the feeling of emptying yourself inside your own mother.
  233. >For each throb your cock gives, her walls return with a loving squeeze.
  234. >Draining your member of all that it has.
  235. >Her back remains arched, her grip firm, and her eyes rolled up until she has squeezed the very last drop out of you.
  236. >You fall forward onto her sweaty body, completely spent.
  237. >She happily takes you in her arms and holds you against her, breathing heavily over you and whispering sweet nothings.
  238. >”Oh yes…that’s it my sweet boy… I love you Anon…”
  239. >Your head continues to swim in the afterglow of your shared orgasm.
  240. >After some time you have a vague recollection of slipping your shorts back on and helping mom drink some water and slip into an oversized t-shirt.
  241. >But that’s all you recall before the darkness takes you.
  242. >Currently you are finding yourself awoken by the sounds of pained groans in your ears and shifting of the bed beneath you accompanied by the creaks it gives.
  243. >You come out of the sleepy haze just in time to see mom drag herself into the bathroom  and shut the door behind her.
  244. >Through the door you can hear her retch and groan.
  245. >Then flushing and the sink running.
  246. >Then what is either the sink not having been shut properly or-
  247. >You hear one last flush before the bathroom door opens again.
  248. >You’re entirely sure what to expect or how to respond to anything that mom might have to say so you opt to just keep pretending to be asleep.
  249. >The bead creaks and shifts as mom gets in again and lays down.
  250. >You feel her warm body against your back again as she curls up behind you and slowly trails an arm over and around to your chest.
  251. >She lets out a contented sigh into your naked back.
  252. >Which she then follows by a small gasp, you can feel her body tense up and slowly, she withdraws her arm and slides back away from you leaving you cold and somewhat exposed now.
  253. >”Anon?” she whisper-croaks, and even though she’s not using her normal voice you can still hear what sounds like genuine confusion in her voice.
  254. >You hear what sounds like skin rubbing skin, you assume she’s rubbing her eyes.
  255. >”Wh-what are you doing… what happened last night?” she muses to herself, concern clear in her voice.
  256. >She doesn’t remember?
  257. >Oh that’s not good.
  258. >She sits there in silence for a while, you can feel the anxiety coming off of her as she sits behind you.
  259. >The bread creaks once more and she rests a gentle warm hand upon your back.
  260. >She traces small circles on it for a bit before sliding it up to hold you by the shoulder.
  261. >Mom gently rocks you back and forth while whispering your name.
  262. >You decide to let her do this for a little bit.
  263. >Partly to keep up the facade that you’re asleep.
  264. >And largely because you like the feeling.
  265. >After a little more rocking, you make a noise and go through the motions of waking up.
  266. “Mom?” you mumble sleepily as you start sitting up.
  267. >”Anon, what are you doing here?” she asks, with concern in her voice.
  268. “You came home drunk. I helped you get into your bed and…”
  269. >You can see the nervousness in her eyes, her lips hang open ready to respond to whatever you’re going to say next.
  270. “A-and… you wanted me to sleep in your bed. So I did, guess I got hot sometime overnight” you respond while looking over yourself.
  271. >Mom’s apprehension seems to drop somewhat, she breathes a sigh of relief then slowly lowers her head into the hand.
  272. >”I’m so sorry Anon, you shouldn’t have had to deal with any of that” she says weakly.
  273. >You take her free hand in yours and give it a squeeze.
  274. >She looks up from her hand and looks at you with tears beginning to form in her eyes.
  275. “It’s okay, mom, I didn’t mind all that-“
  276. >”It was NOT okay Anonymous. My response to a bad audition shouldn’t be to drink myself to the point that my son has to help me into my room. Not to mention that when I get drunk I get-“
  277. >Her eyes widen and she drops the sentence completely, she covers it by putting her hands on her temples and groaning.
  278. >She follows that by resting a hand on your cheek and rubbing it with her thumb, ”Look, thank you for being such a sweet boy Anon. I’m sorry you had to do that for me, but I love you very much and I’m not angry or anything okay?”
  279. >You nod.
  280. >She smiles at you, but keeps her eyes out of range of yours, “So, if we can just forget last night ever happened, I promise I won’t ever put you through that again okay?”
  281. >You feel a tightness in your throat at that.
  282. >Never again?
  283. “O-okay mom…” your mouth speaks words that you brain is too shut down to process.
  284. >”Good. Now, why don’t I go make some pancakes for you and a whole bottle of aspirins for me huh?” she says, trying to lighten the mood.
  285. >You can feel your head nod.
  286. >”Wh-what’s the matter Anon? Are you okay? D-did I do something… strange?”
  287. >You look up at her, see the fear and concern in her eyes.
  288. >She isn’t trying to downplay this, she really doesn’t remember…
  289. >Or if she does, she’s worried.
  290. “N-nothing, mom, I just… I dunno, I kinda… liked sleeping here” you force yourself to admit, hoping maybe she’ll catch on.
  291. >Her lips form a soft line and she lets out a breath through her nose.
  292. >Her hand again meets your cheek, “I think I did too  lov- baby… I haven’t woken up this relaxed in years. But… it’s not okay Anon. You’re almost grown up, I shouldn’t be snuggling my shirtless son in my own bed all night, right?”
  293. >It with a heavy heart that you force yourself to nod your head.
  294. “Yeah…”
  295. >She runs a hand through your hair once before getting out of bed and walking towards the door.
  296. >From your slouched spot on her bed you can see just under her shirt.
  297. >Her butt is fully visible and you can’t say for certain, but you think you see just the faintest shimmer between her legs, at the very top of her thigh as she walks out of the room.
  298. >Your heart kicks in your chest at the possibility.
  299. >Maybe… maybe you could convince her away from 'never'.
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