Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve

♬Make my wish come true♬

Charlie was on edge for the entire drive. His mom seemed buried in her book, humming along to the radio, only glancing upward occasionally to give him a motherly smile. Can't escape that song, he thought. He kept having to adjust how he sat to account for his throbbing erection.

He let go of a breath he hadn’t even realized he was holding when he saw the sign:

Now entering Queen’s River Oedipal Zone

As they drove past the terrain of the resort he saw a small building next to a hill, near what looked like a chapel. “That’s the old place,” the driver confided. “Only people staying there now are the owners and the occasional newlywed couple. This is where you’ll be staying.”

The car stopped in front of one of the most luxurious hotels he’d ever seen. As they got out, Charlie did a double take at the valet handling their luggage; the tall—amazonian really—MILF easily lifted both their suitcases. “Welcome to Metrokoites. Please follow me.”

“It’s not polite to stare.” His mother poked him in the ribs, grinning as she evoked a blush from Charlie.

“Hi!” his mother chirped when they got to reception. “I’m Gabriella Garcia, and this is my son. We won the raffle for the free week?”

A rather diminutive young man sat behind the reception desk, feminine features framed by a bob cut. “Right! We’ve been expecting you. Welcome, and congratulations on winning. You're in room 1208. Mom….ehm…Mrs. Reilly will show you to your rooms.” he handed her two keycards.

“Your mom. huh?”

The man, no boy, blushed. “Yeah, my big brother had us both work here. He says it’s good for my confidence to have a job and this way Mom can look out for me.”

“What a nice big brother you have. And such an impressive mother to keep watch over you.” Gabriella beamed.

“Oh yeah. He’s a really good Alpha for both of us!”

Charlie cleared his throat; he wanted to steer the conversation away from this before the boy said something that might make his mother cause a scene. If she found out what kind of zone they were in unexpectedly, and in public…

“Let’s go see the room, Mom.”

Gabriella shook her head. “So impatient.” She grinned. “Comes with being an only child I think, always demanding mommy’s attention.”

The boy smiled. “Well, then he’s definitely in the right place.”

“Only one bed…” Charlie said as they entered the room. “Guess I’ll take the couch.” He poured himself a drink from the complimentary water bottle.

“Don’t be silly, Charlie. It’s big enough for the both of us. What, you don’t want to sleep with your mom?”

Charlie choked. “Uhm… yeah no sure…” Gabriella smiled, thanking the muscular woman, Mrs. Reilly apparently, who’d brought up their luggage. She opened her wallet to get a tip but the woman refused.

“No tips here in Queen’s River ma’am. We all get a living wage by law.”

"Sounds nice," Gabriella said. "Maybe we should have moved here after the divorce." Charlie choked on his drink again. "Are you sure you’re all right, sweetheart?" He waved her off, walking towards the windowed doors to the balcony.

“Will you look at this view…"

“You know what we both need?” Gabriella said as she walked up to Charlie. He was standing in front of the windowed door leading out to the balcony, staring at the view they had of the city and surrounding nature. She hugged him from behind.

“What, Mom?” he said, trying to ignore the soft pillows pressed against his back.

She sniffed him. “A shower.” She giggled as she let go. “I’ll go first.” Charlie stared at her ass for a moment before she disappeared into the bathroom. A moment later her head peeked out. “There’s no lock, so no peeking!”

“Mom!” She giggled again and closed the door. Charlie shook his head. He hadn’t even considered it… until now. As he heard the shower turn on his mind couldn’t help but wonder, imagining how his mother looked, water glistening on her naked skin… He did a double take when she exited the bathroom, wearing only a towel. Her legs on full display and the towel showing her deep cleavage.

“Your turn. And take your time! I need a moment to get your present ready.”

“R...right… sure… I told you I didn’t need a present, Mom.”

"And I told you I'd get you the perfect gift. Now, in you go. Get all nice and clean!"

Charlie allowed himself to get pushed into the bathroom, trying desperately not to let his eyes linger on his mother's nearly exposed breasts, droplets of water still clinging to the top, one of them slowly making its way down into her cleavage.

His jaw dropped as he exited the bathroom, his cock immediately tenting his towel, leading to a very sexy giggle from his mother. His mother, who was lying on their bed, wearing only a ribbon.

“Do you like your gift, baby?”

Charlie was speechless as the gorgeous MILF got up and made her way towards him, swaying her hips. The ribbon obscuring just enough to keep a hint of mystery. She stepped towards him, whispering in his ear, "I’ve been on your computer, sweetheart. You really need to start thinking about putting a password on your account." She bit his ear. "I know what you want, more than anything. And I know exactly in what kind of zone it is here. Told you I’d get you the perfect Christmas gift."

She pulled him in for a kiss, his hands letting go of the towel and automatically wrapping around her, moving to her hips. After overcoming the shock he grabbed her tighter, pulling her against him and moving his hands to her ass, kissing her back. As the towel dropped, his hardening cock pushed against her stomach, entangled in the ribbon. Gabriella smiled as she broke the kiss.

"I’m glad you're happy with the gift, baby…" she looked down. "Very happy I see. You’ll have time to play with it all you like, but first it’s time for my gift." She turned him around and pushed him on the bed, kneeling in front of him. "And there it is," she said, grabbing hold of his erection and planting a motherly kiss on the tip. Charlie shuddered at the sight. His beautiful mother, wearing only a ribbon, kneeling on the floor before him and holding his cock, preparing to suck it. It took every ounce of willpower he had not to come right there and then.

His mother looked at him, a twinkle in her eye showing she knew exactly what he was thinking. She gave his dick another kiss before opening her mouth and swallowing his cock.

“Fuuuuck Mommmmmmm!” he groaned at the sensation.

“Language!” she said, giggling, before taking his cock back into her mouth, softly sucking on it.

Gabriella licked her son's cock with long strokes, smiling every time she heard him moan, loving the reactions she elicited from him, the way he gripped the sheets of the bed. He's holding out longer then I thought, she mused to herself, slowly jerking his cock and spreading her saliva all over it. Planting one more kiss on the cock-head, she got to her feet, standing in front of him between his legs.

“Time to unwrap your present, Charlie,” she announced, smiling. His response was to lift her up and toss her on to bed, making her squeal in surprise as he moved on top of her, kissing her fiercely.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” he whispered, looking into her eyes.

“I know, baby. No need to hold back. Mommy’s all yours.” She smiled, a strange but fitting mixture of motherly and pure sex as she brushed a strand of hair out of his face.

Charlie attacked the ribbon, pulling at it one way and then the other, unable to get it loose. Gabriella looked bemused at first, before coming down in a fit of giggles. “Baby. Baby, stop. That’s… snort, that’s not… oh god let mommy do it before you entangle the both of us.”

Charlie sat back for a moment before grabbing two ends of the ribbon and just pulling them until they snapped.

“Or… you could do that… I swear Charlie you’re always so impa…” Charlie cut her off with another kiss, moving in between her legs. Gabriella grabbed hold of his cock and maneuvered him towards her pussy. “Mhmm… that’s it sweetheart, that’s where you need to go…” She moaned as his cock found its target, slowly spearing her.

Charlie moaned as well, feeling his mother's warm pussy wrap around him, squeezing him. He looked down to see where they met, seeing himself slowly sink back to where he came from. He looked at his mother, her eyes only partially open as she let out soft moans, her arms rising up and grabbing him, pulling him close for a kiss while he entered her deeper and deeper before resting his balls on her ass.

She let out a cute little sigh as he bottomed out, kissing him. He held still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being joined with his mother who he’d loved and lusted after for so long. “You can move now, baby,” she whispered after a few moments, holding him close. Her legs wrapped around him to ensure he couldn’t go that far as he slowly started thrusting.

He held his mother as they slowly made love, kissing as he moved in and out of her, exploring her depths. Giving her slow long strokes, the walls of her pussy stretching around him, giving way as they welcomed him home. As if it was made for him, or as if his cock was made for her.

She held him close as she felt him speeding up, his cock pounding her before stopping, burying himself as deep inside of her as possible, feeling him spew his load. “Yess… give it to your mother... “

“Moooom…” he groaned, his balls contracting as he delivered rope after rope of semen into her womb.

He kissed her, resting on top of her, his cock softening inside of her. “Now I feel bad. I didn’t get you anything…”

She kissed him back, rubbing her belly, feeling the heat of his cum inside of her. “Oh… I don’t know about that. I think we both got what we wanted most.”

Christmas Morning

Charlie opened his eyes, a lazy smile on his face. He’d only been worried that it had all been a dream for a moment, before he felt his mother’s warmth pressed up against him. His mother was softly singing her favourite Christmas song as she looked up to him, noticing he was awake.

“Good morning, baby.”

“Good morning, Mom. You really loved that song, huh?” She giggled, giving him a quick kiss, he pulled her closer, holding her as if he never intended to let go.

“Come on baby, just sing along,” Gabriella said, her lush naked body snuggled up to her son, smiling as she enjoyed his arm around her, pulling her close.

“Oh all right.” Charlie smiled as he sang the last line to the song.

♬Mommy all I want for Christmas iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis you!♬

Note from the author:

I want to give special thanks to Crazydorian for editing almost every one of the chapters I’ve put out the past few months. Their comments and work and spirited conversations about OZ lore have been instrumental to delivering something actually legible.

Of course none of this would be here without Squelchapron/Jordan Farcourt coming up with one of the hottest settings on Chyoa. Definitely check out their stuff on r/jordanfarcourt.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this little story and I wish all of you a very merry Christmas and a happy new year! May there be a special milf amongst your presents as well;)

P.S.

I’m really sorry Phoenix, I promise next year I’ll put out more Alpha Mommy chapters I just get sidetracked so easily… In the immortal words of G.R.R. Martin, I’ve got pages! And you’ll have them. At some point. Hopefully. Please don’t hate me.