…Surprise…

The door opens with a creak, slowly revealing the room, piece by piece and the scene within.

The room is sprinkled in what looks like rose petals, candles have been lit along the furniture and windowsill filling the room with the distinct scent of vanilla that slowly floods out through the now open door.

And there, resting on the Riley’s bed is Catherine, wearing only a red lacy thong.

She’s resting on the edge of the bed, leaning back slightly and using her arms to prop herself up.

Her chest hangs free, unobstructed by shirt or bra, Riley had glimpsed them before, accidentally of course but in this scene, on this day they feel different. They make Riley feel different.

She wears a strange look upon her face, one he’s not accustomed to his mother having, it’s similar to the warm motherly smile Riley’s used to but there’s something else that lies just beneath the surface, something hungry and expectant.

“Welcome home darling…~ I’ve missed you so much..~” she says, biting her lower lip as her eyes slowly roam Riley’s body, that hunger filling those beautiful emeralds as she takes in Riley’s every little curve.

“M… mom…?” Riley is stunned, all thoughts of the days events, of his impending doom, all of it is pushed into some small compartment in his mind as what he sees dominates his thoughts.

What he’s seeing in this moment completely goes against the narrative he held of his mother, the kind soul who was always there for him now the seductress waiting for him in bed.

In all his years he never knew his mother to have a sexuality, she never mentions his father, never brought home lovers, he may as well have been created through miraculous conception.

“Mmmhm..~ I’ve been waiting for this day a long, looong time…~ took just about everything I had to let you walk out that door today…~” she says her voice coming out in seductive purrs that send shivers up Riley’s spine and his cheeks burn in embarrassment.

There was no use asking what this all was, it’s obvious even to Riley, what made his head spin was, why him?

Someone with her looks, her job, her personality, she could get any man, woman or futa in the city, hell in any city but she chose Riley, SETTLED for Riley.

“But… why…? Why me…?” He asked, the idea that a woman of her caliber could possibly be interest in a loser like him was baffling, like the stuff from his most optimistic fantasies.

She looked perplexed, her brow furrowing slightly before her lips give a small smile. “Well… why NOT you…? You’re so sweet and funny… you’re absolutely ADORABLE and… you make me feel complete when I’m with you…~” her words are genuine not the idle compliments that most children receive from their parents and the love in her eyes deepens a bit, beyond the normal parameters of motherly love.

Had she been any other woman on the planet this would be too good to be true, it would be completely and utterly perfect, Riley’s dream owner, but she’s not any other woman, she’s his mother.

While not illegal under the love laws of the empire, it’s still held a bit of taboo from the days of antiquity, namely it implies that Riley couldn’t get any other owner so he settled for his mother which stings especially badly because they would be right.

As far as Riley understood there’s not a single other woman or futa in the city that wants him, not a single one that would consider him anything more then an easy lay.

He’s frozen as a war wages in his mind, his heart screams that Riley should kneel, thank the Empress herself that such a perfect woman would seek to claim him.

But there’s also that lesser voice, the one that refused to let him sleep the night before, that plagued his thoughts the entire day and even now it cries, in a voice that makes his heart sink.

“If we accept, we will have proven the universe right, proven that we’re a failed male.” The thought causes him to tremble, there’s not many things Riley fears, but to be a failure? That was absolutely petrifying to him.

“Graduation is a month away, we still have time, we can still fix this, make it right and prove to her we’re not a failure”

“If we refuse her we will prove we’re not just a failure but a fool as well! She’s perfect in every last way! We’re beyond lucky to have her, our only choice is to submit, become hers!” His heart retorts.

In this frozen state, all of his attention is pulled inwards, completely severing his connection to the material world causing him to stand there, frozen like a statue as Catherine rises to her feet and approaches.

Riley is shaken from his inner turmoil by a hand laid in his shoulder, he blinks his eyes a few times and looks up into her eyes as she gently presses down, guiding him gently into a kneeling position at her feet.

Her smile loses that sultry demeanor, her eyes lose that hunger, right now her baby needs a guiding hand, one that knows what’s best for him.

“Oh baby…. I know you’re scared… but mommy knows what’s best for you, she always has, those mean, horrible girls at school have no idea what to do with a sensitive little one like you…~”

His mind is caught in her web, her words flowing into his ears like wine before imprinting on his brain as he stares into her angelic face, utterly transfixed.

“…But mommy knows~ she knows exactly what a submissive like you needs~ you need a pair of big strong arms to protect you~ you need a loving hand to guide you~ you need your mommy~ so what you’re going to do is submit~ you belong to mommy now~ is that understood~?”

All Riley could do was nod, it’s all he was capable of as he looked up at this living goddess, a stirring in his boxers sends goosebumps along his arms.

Catherine smiles, pleased to find her baby in such a state, slowly she backs up, still capturing his gaze in hers before she takes a seat at the edge of his bed which creaks softly as she settles into her previous pose.

Without a word she gently parts her legs, the message clear even to Riley in his current state, on hands and knees he crawls towards his mother, his goddess, his mouth salivating as he’s permitted a look at her panties, the wet spot quite visible hinting at what waits beneath.

As Riley reaches his destination his head perfectly framed by his mother’s plush, pillowy thighs, unable to pull his eyes from that wet spot in her panties.

“I promised I’d feed you something even better when you got home didn’t I~?” She says, that sultry bite now lacing her words once more allowing Riley only the power to nod his head again, his mind caught in a stupor but one much different then that which plagued him at school.

His minds is completely centered on her, his love for her, she had done for him more then any other person he ever met and now in her benevolence has deemed him worthy to worship her.

While Catherine’s heartfelt confession had seemed nothing less then genuine, Riley can still see clear as day the disparity between them.

He was categorically not good enough for her, but this seemed to fuel his passion, his eagerness to please, even if he wasn’t good enough he’d give everything to make her happy, that’s what good pets do right?

“Very good baby~ now how about you slide off mommies panties…~? ….With your mouth…~” she says almost as an afterthought but from his position Riley can see the small ripple of excitement that rolls down her body ending with her pussy which seems to dampen further.

With a gulp Riley steels himself, his mommy needs him. Leaning in he gently takes the waistband of her panties between his teeth, her ass lifting off the bed ever so slightly as to aid him in tugging them downwards, when he releases he look back up, perfectly eye level with his mothers pussy, his heart skipping a beat as his mind becomes a maelstrom of thoughts, all vying for control as he stares at his mommies flower.

Her thighs open a little bit wider, a small smirk on her face as she enjoys the moment, no doubt having dreamt of that look on Riley’s face a thousand times before, the thought that brought her to orgasm so many nights alone.

Riley feels a swell of emotion deep from his core, this might be the single happiest moment of his life, perhaps the only one that truly matters, the girls at school, they’re nothing when compared to her, it feels so obvious now, this is how it was always meant to be, this is his destiny.

He must have taken a thousand mental snapshots in the last 30 seconds alone, each one of them as precious as diamonds, above all else he wants to remember this moment until the day he dies.

Before she could get too needy he leans in, his lips parting as Riley’s hot wet tongue gingerly reached out, he’d learned to suck cock, sure, but this was different, even if she had a cock it would feel different.

In this moment, he well and truly submits himself to his mother, he’d burn with a smile if only she smiled back, with a gentle touch contact is made, the both of them quivering as they took in the experience.

This is the first touch Catherine has had from another person in the last 18 years and this was the first time Riley had tasted of a woman, what’s more, tasted of his owner.

Her taste is sweet upon his tongue, coaxing him to commit further, slowly dragging his tongue along the slightly gaped slit, gathering excess juices onto his tongue and slowly painting his tastebuds with them.

Catherine moans relishing the feeling of her baby boys tongue along her slit, emerald eyes staring down into his own, motherly love and lust burning in them as she fought the urge to lock his head into place with her powerful legs.

“Mmmmph…~ that’s it baby~ use that pretty pink tongue on mommy~ it’s been too long sense I’ve gotten a visitor~” she purrs, every word drifting through the maelstrom between his ears with ease.

This proceeded for some time, a long, loving lick followed by a pleasured sigh but it soon becomes clear that it won’t be enough, and Riley will be damned if he doesn’t do all in his power to please her.

He redoubles his efforts, applying more **** behind his movements, allowing his tongue to slide inside his mother’s drooling, cavernous cunny.

Riley had always heard that tight pussies were best but in this moment he couldn’t imagine it any other way, her opening was so warm and inviting, like it wanted him to be there and relished every scrap of attention he had to offer.

Her juices start to fill his entire mouth by now, that sweet, viscous ambrosia that truly did deliver on her promise that morning.

The way it slowly oozed down his throat in each swallow made him shiver, eyes becoming unfocused as he surrendered to the moment, allowing his body to go on autopilot as he just enjoyed the experience, who knows how long this lasted, certainly not Riley as he lap at his mother like a starving man, **** to be full.

His cock which had been locked in the confines of his shorts, pleads for relief as it presses against the uncomfortable fabric of his underwear, reaching his hand feel to his bulge, hoping to silence the slight ache of it when he feels a soft but firm down on his hair, looking up Catherine shakes her head slowly, her face holding a patient smile.

“No, no sweetie~ you won’t be doing that any more, is that understood~?” She asks, all Riley could do was nod his head in agreement, her words held such authority that he didn’t even consider doing such a thing again as he got back to work.

Steadily he leans in further and further, allowing the world to fall away as his sight is consumed by his mother’s crotch, his nose gently nuzzling against the soft field of auburn hair just above her crotch.

Catherine’s moans reaching a higher octave her thighs snap shut around him, despite the pressure, her thighs were soft and pillowy as they grasp his skull, both of her hands were now in his hair, her nails gently scratching along his scalp as she cried out.

Riley could feel her pussy convulse, flexing and loosening around his tongue As though trying to milk his lapping tongue, he starts to feel something coming, he could feel the flood gates crack and bend before finally the flood is let loose, a torrent of sweet tasting juice shoots forth, painting the inside of Riley’s mouth in seconds only to get gulped down, again and again until his mother had no more to give.

The grip on his head loosens and it’s only then he realizes just how out of breath he was as he gasps and pants, unable to hold his head upright he opts to lay it along the plump flesh that had gripped him only moments ago, panting like a dog on a hot day.

Catherine for her part allowed the waves of her orgasm to crash down upon her, her back arched ever so slightly with her toes curled against the wooden floor before the pressure lifts, leaving her with a warm afterglow, a tired smile in her face as she brings a hand to her forehead.

“Ahhh…. Haaaaaaah….~ d.. did I… d.. do good… mom….?” He asks, his words coming out as a stutter both from lack of breath and genuine concern.

She responds only with a chuckle, a hand gently coming down to stroke along his neck, holding it so gently as she stares down with those beautiful green eyes, her lips sat in a pleasured grin.

“You did baby~ you did so…. So good for me~ I’m very lucky to have you~” she coos, her thumb gently stroking his cheek. Riley had yet to experience any pleasure at all but he too feels at peace, the warmth in her touch and in her words all he needs to be satisfied but it doesn’t seem his mother agrees.

“Now you’ve made me feel really, really good baby~ so now it’s your turn~ mommy is gonna make you feel good~ ok~?” She asks but by now Riley is all smiles as she gestures to the bed beside her.

Even being side by side it’s still clear she’s in control, that soft but stern sense of power only becoming accented when she takes him by the shoulders and effortlessly puts him on his back, the bed creaking once more as she climbs over him, her hands resting on either side of his head as she looks down into his eyes, red hair framing both of their heads as they stare deep into each other.

“Strip for mommy~ I wanna see all of my baby~” she says, her words sweet as honey with a sexual edge that makes Riley thankful he’s not standing.

He’s swift in his movements, overeager as he rips the shorts from his feet, shirt soon following, soon leaving him just as nude as his lover.

Riley is small, even by male standards, standing at just 3.5 inches and with the girth of a hot dog, it paints an even larger size disparity between the two.

“So cute…~ I think I’m falling in love~” Catherine says with a giggle, not a hurtful one, Riley has no doubt that she’s being genuine in her words which in some strange way, still makes him feel big, powerful.

Without really meaning too Riley blurts out “I love you too~!” Before sinking into the sheets, cheeks burning red with embarrassment, however little did he know that those 4 magic words awakened something in his mother, something ravenous.

She places a hand on his chest, gently raking her nails along the sensitive flesh before moving further, her eyes locking firmly onto her son’s face the whole time as her fingers travel further and further south.

When she reaches her mark she takes it between two fingers, gently stroking her thumb and pointer finger up and down his throbbing, drooling manhood.

His eyes clamp shut as pleasure rolls through him, sure he’s played with himself before but this was different, this was deeper than simple pleasure, this was something that can’t be put into words.

The pleasure proves too much for him to stay silent, he can’t stop himself as he lets loose a series of girlish whimpers and moans, causing the movement to cease, the pleasure dissolving into nothing.

He cracks his eyes open, looking up at the wide eyes of his mother as she stares down at him with an unreadable expression; he ruined it.

He berated himself, chalking this up to yet another example in a long line of failures, even when given a golden goddess, his own mother, he still found a way to ru-.

She starts stroking again, this time with much more vigor as her fingers pump up and down, her lips slowly curling into a wide almost manic grin.

“Moan for me baby….~ I wanna hear you sing~” she says, her chest heaving as she breaths deep, almost hyperventilating as she drank in the sweet sounds of her son.

His toes curl and his back arches off the bed, this is more pleasure then he was ready for, pleasure wells inside him and wracks his little body, his jaw drops and he does what comes natural.

He does as he’s told.

“Ahhhhhhhn~!!!! M… Mommyyyyyy~!!!!! I… I’M….~! I’M…..!” He cries, the lilt in his voice no doubt causing the neighbors to think someone brought a girl home as he nears his climax.

Just then a new sensation arrives, one he’s not experienced before, his eyes snap open, still on the edge as he spots the curious look on his mother’s face, she’s studying him.

He looks downwards to see her left hand still stroking his small cock but her other hand is what catches his eye.

The sight and the sensation click together in his mind and he lets out a gasp as he feels his mothers middle finger slowly push in and out of his ass, sending a strange bolt of lightning through his frame, his lips part and he lets out a banshees wail as his muscles tighten, his balls contract slightly and his asshole clenches sporadically around his mothers middle finger as he empties the contents of his balls.

He fires off again and again, painting his belly and his chest in white ropes, only stopping when his balls have no more to give, his body trembles as his mother slowly eases off, the strokes becoming slowly and the thrusts becoming shallow before finally it’s over.

She lays beside him, gently scooping up a dollop of his seed from his chest before placing it in her mouth, silently marveling at the taste.

“I’m so proud of you baby…~ I had high hopes for you and… well now I know you’re the one…~” she says but Riley can barely hear her as he struggles to stay awake.

“Don’t you worry…~ mommy has you…~” she says as she gently pulls him into her arms, cradling him like a baby. “I’ll explain everything in the morning…~”