Son for Hire: Chapter 38

With Alan gone I simply walk into the place like I lived there to find Evelyn in the kitchen at the counter with her back turned.  I hurry up beside her to see what she was up to.  On the counter I find a small plate with a single chocolate frosted cupcake upon it.  On that cupcake is a thick freshly cut strawberry slice which to my eye looked like a big red heart.  A dusting of icing sugar and the tiny curls of shaved dark chocolate elevates the dessert to a masterpiece.

“It’s beautiful!”  I say.  “Is this for me?”

“Who else?”  She smiles as she slides it toward me.  “How is your sister?”

“Fine.”  I say as I continue to admire the special treat.  “She’s resting.  She won’t bother us for awhile.”

“Good.”  She says.  “Good.”

“This looks so good!”  I am still marveling at the cupcake.  “Thank you!  I can’t believe you made this for me.”

Evelyn’s smile widens.  “I am glad you like it.”  Reaching up she pets the back of my hair then on down my back.  Sidling closer she presses in at my side.  “This is for after we’re done.  A special sweetie for my special sweetie.”  Now it was my turn to smile.  She was so cringe and corny, just like a Mom ought to be.  She slides right in behind me, both of her hands gliding up under my arms and around my body as she leans her weight into me to pin me up against the counter.  

“Mom.”  I let out a soft sigh as her breasts squish into my back and her cock into my ass.

Nuzzling into the back of my neck she kisses me and takes deep slow smells of me as if to ingrain my scent in her mind and then kisses me more.  Her arms tighten to squeeze me close.  Seconds turn to minutes as she just holds me like this.  It was exactly this way back when I broke down in front of her that first time.  This time I do not break.  Sure, my eyes moisten a bit, but this time I knew that this was no tease of a love that I could never have.  My mommy was here to stay.  In her arms, her dick slowly growing against my butt, I feel myself slipping into that warm wonderful feeling of submission.  Very, very subtly I tilt my hips forward and back to rub back against her.

In my soft pretty voice that I saved exclusively for her I coo.  “I’m hungry.”

“Come along my little one.”  She says in her most precious voice.  After covering my cupcake with a large bowl so that it wouldn’t dry out too much she takes my hand leads me from the kitchen and out into the living room.  There I am surprised to see a stack of almost a dozen boxes of various sizes all wrapped in shiny blue and silver paper with creamy white bows.  I look at them and then look at her.  They couldn’t all be for me…could they?  She looks a bit guilty as she confesses.  “I might have overdone it.”

“All for me?”

“Mmm.”  She nods.  “I’ve never had my own boy…not like you I mean.  I couldn’t help myself.”

“Oh Mum.  It’s too much.”

She laughs.  “Would you like to open them now?”

My gaze shifts from the presents to her.  Bowing my head with a bashful blink of my eyes I shake my head no.

“No?”

My eyes then turn downward to the two soft mounds filling her shirt.  “I’m hungry.”

No more words are needed.  She guides me to the sofa and lowers me down onto it so that I lay flat on my back.  She pets my hair and shoulders then runs her hands down my body.  It must be a Mom thing.  She just wanted to touch me and check me all over to make sure I was well, as if her eyes might deceive her or something.  I certainly wasn’t complaining.  At my feet she stops to untie and remove my shoes one at a time then places them neatly at the end of the sofa.  She also pulls my socks off then pinches and rubs each toe in turn between a thumb and finger.  She finishes with a quick tickle to my soles.  I squirm and let out a giggle which makes her smile.  Getting up she turns to face me, radiant in both her raw sex appeal as well as her wholesome motherly energy.

I wait quietly, my eyes never leaving her, as she unzips the back of her dress then peels the top down so that it hung in the front like an apron.  Her flesh fair and smooth, her full bosom straining her big bra, she is everything I remembered and more.  Her motions are graceful and controlled though I could sense the almost desperate eagerness behind them.  She shifts one of the back cushions to give her more room then brings a knee across to straddle me.  Her ample weight settles down on top of me and I am pressed deeper into the soft sofa.  With my arms pressed tight to my sides, trapped against me by her legs, she had me pinned in the most delightful way.  Sitting on my crotch, the bulge of her big nuts pressing down over my dick, she looks a giant towering above me.

“Look at you.”  She beams as she runs her fingers down neck and chest.

She pulls the strap over her left shoulder down and pulls her arm up through it and then, and then at last, she pulls the cup of the bra down and lets her great mammary spill free.  On instinct my lips are already parted pursing for a latch.  Holding her heavy teat in one hand she leans forward and aims the plump nipple to my mouth.

“Mmmm!”  I moan as I root in and suck onto her.

“Ohhh sweet heaven!”  Her eyes roll back in exquisite ecstasy as I begin to suckle.  “Ohhh Donald.”

Her body shudders and her breath catches as my gentle but needy suction draws at her breast.  After a moment to regain herself she gazes back down into me.  Kiki, Alan, the move, the presents, my fears and worries…all just melt away like honey in tea.  It was just me and Mommy now.

“Is that better?”  She whispers.

“Mmmm.”

“Good boy.”

With a tenderness only true love could achieve she combs her fingers through my hair in slow soft strokes.

“Good boy.”  She croons.  “Gooood boyyyy.”

I close my eyes.  I suckle upon her supple flesh.  I melt beneath her warm swaddling weight.  I cherish each gentle stroke of my hair.  I yearn for the hardening cock and moistening pussy pressing down on my manhood.  Time has no meaning as I float in my perfect happy place.

Evelyn hums and coos and whispers the most amazing things.  “Such a good boy.”  “My little prince.”  “Mommy loves you.”

When her nipple has had enough she shifts to the other side.  Between them I let out soft pleading whimpers but she doesn’t leave me wanting for long as her fresh nip soon presses into my mouth.  “Mmmmm.”  I hum happily and take up my steady suckling once more.  While no milk flowed the mere act was sustaining ambrosia for my submissive soul.  

“You make me so happy.”

“Mmmmmmm.”

As with the other breast she lets me nurse for a long quiet time.  There was no need to rush.  We were both exactly where we wanted to be.  Even though we were both wildly aroused, our surging erections rock hard, neither wanted this to end.  Breathing slowly and deeply through my nostrils as I nurse I drift there as the minutes float on by.  I may have even slipped off to a surface slumber a time or two, it was impossible to tell.  The normally sharp border between dreams and reality was awfully hazy when I was like this.

After a time I feel the supple weight of her big breast meld down over my whole face followed by a tiny little kiss to the center of my forehead.

“Donald?”  She whisper as she brushes my temple with the back of her fingers.  “You still awake baby?”

I bat my eyes open.

“Oh!”  She smiles.  “There you are.”

“Hmmm.”

“I’m sorry.  Mommy’s nipples are sore.”

“Mmmm.”  I slow my suckling and ease up on the sucking.  I part my lips and allow her to pull free.  She rises up, her heavy pendulous tits swaying freely between us.  Both of her tawny nipples were now puffy and a bit raw from my prolonged nursing.  “Thank you.”  I sigh.

"You are so very welcome my boy.”  She looks upon me adoringly yet with just a tinge of regret.  I knew how badly she wished she were lactating for me.  She wanted so much to actually physically provide milk for me that she felt as if she were falling short somehow by failing to do so.

“Mmmm.”  I lick my lips to show her how satisfied I was then let out a little belch.  “All full.”

She chuckles then kisses me.  “My sweet man.”

I smile my cutest smile for her.

With the tip of her index finger she plays with my lips.  “You know baby…if you’re not quite done yet…Mommy’s got something else you could suck on.”

Chapter 39