Angry and distressed

Both of us crawled out of bed and began to get dressed. I stopped mom from putting her sweater back on. “You should leave the sweater. You don’t need it in here and you already cover enough up.”

“But David, I don’t want to sin by making others lust for my body.” She said.

“It’s okay, if they lust it’s on them, but there is nothing wrong with embracing your body.” I gave her a hug for comfort. She looked down at her body and the sweater in her hand before tossing it onto your bed.

“That’s it, now let’s go get something to eat, I’m starving.” Taking her hand in mine I pulled her alongside me and we went downstairs to the kitchen. I gave her a quick once-over and took note of her disheveled state. Her hair was a mess, and she had a drowsy but satisfied look in her eyes. Her steps were also a bit off as she moved with shaky legs.

As we reached the bottom of the stairs to the living room, I could see my father pacing in circles bible in hand. “There’s got to be a way to fix this.” He was muttering under his breath. Noticing our presence, he stopped to look at us. His eyes widening in horror as he saw my mom and then narrowed his eyes at me. Pointing at me he started shouting, “Y…you! How could you with your own mother?! Was your sin so great that you laid with your mother in lust!?!”

Before I could speak, my mom immediately countered him. “Henry! That’s no way to be speaking to your son. I think you’re misinterpreting our lord’s will. Not once had he acted in sin, but in virtue, as he made me his official wife. I’m disappointed in you Henry. I think I know now, why the Lord has chosen our son to lead us.” Without any push from me, she then leaned over and gave me a kiss. “Come on honey.”

This time it was her that pulled me along, leaving my dumbfounded father. I was not expecting my mom to defend me like that, but I should have guessed with faithful a woman she was to her beliefs.

Together we sat at the kitchen table, eating sandwiches and strawberries. Our meal started off normal, but for some reason, I just had an urge to mess with her a bit. Poking her leg with my foot we were soon in a back and forth battle under the table, playing footsie, and laughing like teens. Watching her smile and laugh like that made my heart pound heavily. Seeing her this happy was something I never saw growing up, nor did I ever play any games with her as a growing up. I hated her for that but seeing her now and how she looked at me with affection, and how willing she was to be with me made it harder to hate her. Maybe it was my shitty childhood, but now that she was willing to open up and show me some affection, I felt ready to forgive her and maybe even love her.

I must have looked upset while I was in deep thought as her smile turned to worry. “Honey, is there something wrong?” She asked me.

“No Jessi…mom, I was just thinking of something.” I was done with my food and didn’t feel like eating anymore. “Do you think we can watch something on TV together, it’s been a while since I last saw a movie.”

My mom seemed to have perked up a bit hearing me call her mom again but still looked very concerned. “Sure David, I guess it’s fine to watch some TV now since it won’t be sinful.”

TV in this town sucks, there was pretty much nothing good on, either old ass movies, or sermon stuff. After a bit of searching, I finally found something that looked good. The show was called The Office and it was actually pretty funny. I laughed quite a bit, mom, not as much. She looked like she wanted to laugh but was trying to hold herself back because of its ‘sinful’ nature. Dad was no longer here, probably sulking off somewhere else in the house.

I was feeling a lot better now. There was no reason to be stuck in the past. Instead, I should be thankful for what was going on in the present. While the show continued to play, I felt like having a bit of fun. I had wrapped one arm around mom to pull her in closer to me during the show, but now I had all but pulled her all the way into my lap. She must have felt my erection as she gave me a knowing look before turning back to the show.

With her sitting in my lap, pretending to watch the show, both of my hands slid around to her front, one resting on her thigh and the other on her stomach. I think you can tell where this was going. Teasingly, I slowly massaged my hands in circles on her body, dragging them ever closer to their goals. I could feel her spread her legs to give me better access as her breathing was picking up. Stopping the course of my left hand, I moved to slip it under her shirt, kneading her breast, while the right hand had unbuttoned her jeans and slipped below. I quickly had her writhing in pleasure as I fingered her pussy and groped her breasts. She tried to hold in her moans, but the more she held back, the harder I pressed. I had to hand it to her, she was really holding out, but the cute little moans that escaped her was worth it.

As I felt her getting close, I whispered into her ear, “Cum mom, cum for your son. Let god witness your devotion to your son and release your holy juices.” And like that, she came on my hand, screaming into her hands.

I felt so powerful having this control over my mom. With just a bit of writing, I had made her a woman of lust.

Just then I could hear some loud pounding on the door. Both of us jumped off the couch ins surprise. My mom quickly began to make herself decent while I peeked through the curtains to see who was there. There, in front of the door was my dad, a smug look on his face, with the town pastor and his wife with him. Well, this will be a humiliating moment for my dad. He must have gotten pastor Rodrick to come and determine if what I was doing was biblical.

“Who’s out there?” My mom asked.

“It looks like dad brought Rodrick and his wife,” I replied. Well, I could just let this sort itself… or I could make it even more interesting. Looking at Mrs. Rodrick, I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to fuck her. Controlling a family to fuck your mom was great, but why stop at one woman.

“Mom, why don’t you gather everyone inside and keep them busy. I got something I need to do really quick.” With that, I left my mother in the living room and ran up to my bedroom.