Mom's Marine

Mom’s Marine

by RachaelDMM

Lying on my mother’s bedroom floor, buck-naked, and jacking my cock. That’s how Mom found me when she walked in after taking her shower. It was the craziest thing I’d ever done in my life, but I was so far gone from horniness that I didn’t even care.

I was home on leave for a week before shipping out to Afghanistan. Basic training was the toughest thing I ever had to do, but not for the reasons you might expect. What made it so hard was that I missed my mother more than I ever thought I would. And this isn’t something you’re ever going to admit to anyone, especially to a bunch of gung-ho marines.

As soon as I got home, I hugged her and didn’t want to let her go. It’s not like I’m some sort of pussy momma’s boy, or some shit like that. I tried to figure out why I was missing her so much, and it finally hit me one night in my bunk that it wasn’t because of the normal way a son misses his mother, but more like how a guy misses his girl. That’s part of the reason why on my second day home I was losing my mind with how horny I was for her that I went and peeked into the bathroom while she was taking a shower.

I couldn’t see anything through the fog and the shower curtain, but just knowing she was in there all naked, rubbing her tits and pussy up with soap, made me hard as ever. When she turned the water off I backed away and shut the door not wanting to get caught. I paced in the hall holding my dick not knowing what to do. I ended up pacing into her bedroom at the end of the hall, walking in circles and taking in the sweet, perfumy smells of her that filled the air. I knew she’d be coming in any second and I had to get back to my own room before she found me standing there with my dick in my hand.

That’s when I decided I didn’t give a fuck. I lay down right in front of the door and began thinking of her and stroking my cock. I heard the bathroom door open and the pitter-patter of her bare feet as she hurried down the hall. She would often run naked between her bedroom and the bathroom, and I had been lucky enough over my teenage years to catch a few quick glimpses of her doing this. She reached her bedroom doorway, saw me, and let out a surprised scream.

“Mark! What are you doing?” she blurted out. She was so shocked that she didn’t even think to cover herself up.

I took in as much of her gorgeous body as I could, knowing that this could be my last chance. She might never speak to me again after this rude display, or maybe I wouldn’t even come back from Afghanistan in one piece. Then the words just spilled out of me.

“I missed you, Mom. I love you and I missed and I want you so bad.” It didn’t seem possible I was saying all this stuff. “You have no idea how much I want you.” I knew I was having some kind of mental breakdown because I was usually always one hundred percent in control of my shit at all times, but it felt unbelievably good to let go and say everything out loud that I’d been feeling, no matter what the consequences might be.

Instead of running away and leaving me there on the floor, or screaming at me like she should have, my mom just kind of stood there naked, looking at me lying there. Her eyes went from my face, down to my cock that I was thrusting up toward her, and then back to my face. She had that look like when I was hurt and all she wanted to do was make me feel better. And I was hurting – but in a way I’d never hurt before.

She leaned against the door frame as if she needed the support and kept watching me. I liked that she could see me. That she could see my cock and how hard I was for her. I jerked myself harder and lifted my hips higher off the floor. I was so far gone that I had no idea what I was capable of anymore.

My mom suddenly seemed to have made up her mind about something. She came closer and knelt down next to me. Her hand grabbed my wrist. She made me let go of my hard-on. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted my mom to see me cum for her so she’d know.

“Relax, sweetheart,” she whispered, then leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. I felt her bare breast against my shoulder, her nipple brushing against my flesh. “Just relax and tell me what’s going on with you.”

“It was awful being away from you, and now I’m going away again for who knows how long. I don’t want to leave you.” I lifted my head and kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back. “I thought about you all the time during basic, and I realized how much I really loved you, Mom. I love you like I always have, but I also love you in the other way. I really do want you. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life.”

“Okay, shhh, shhh, shhh.” She cupped my face in her hands and kissed me softly. “If you’re saying you want to have sex with me, Mark, I don’t think that’s something we should do.”

“At least just let me look at you,” I begged pathetically and grabbed my cock again. I started jerking myself fiercely. “I think about you every time I make myself come.. Please, Mom.”

My mom’s forehead creased the way it does when she’s upset and doesn’t know what to do. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a moment, then looked me straight in the eye.

“What do you want to see?” she asked in a quiet, quavering voice.

She knew I had lost my mind, but she was still willing to do whatever it took to make me feel better. She was the most amazing woman I could ever imagine.

“Your pussy, Mom,” I told her flat out. “I want to see your pussy so bad.”

She looked scared for a moment, then resolved, like one of the guys when he makes up his mind he’s going to take on a challenging obstacle out on the course. She stood, straddled me, bent her knees a little, and there it was. I was staring up at my mother’s neatly trimmed pussy. It wasn’t a fantasy anymore. She moved her feet wider apart, reached down between her legs, and spread her outer lips.

It was unbelievable. Heaven was only an arm’s length away. I could see her pink inner lips, the tiny round nub of her clit, the opening that led to deeper pleasures that I could only dream about.

“There you go, sweetheart,” she said softly. “How’s that? Can you see it all?”

“Yes! I see you, Mom. I can see all of you!”

Every muscle in my body locked up suddenly and I launched a load of cum so hard it made my balls ache. I could practically feel my chest, neck, and face turning red as I pumped out more and more cum, never taking my eyes off my mother’s open pussy. It was impossible that I asked her for this, and even more impossible that she showed it to me. I could die happy.

“Is that better?” she asked when I finally stopped savagely pulling my cock. “Was that enough?”

“No,” I gasped breathlessly, closing my eyes. “But it was more than I could have ever hoped for. Thank you, Mom. I love you so much.”

My hand fell away from my still-throbbing erection. I felt more satisfied and more ashamed than I ever had in my life. I couldn’t bear to open my eyes and look at her. She must hate me for doing something as fucked up as that. She moved and I decided to just wait for her to leave before picking myself up off the floor and figuring out how I was going to face her after this.

That’s when I felt her touch my penis. Before I realized what was happening there was something warm, wet, and soft engulfing my cock. My eyes snapped open to the sight of my mother squatting on my dick. I was just able to see the last couple inches disappear inside her pussy. She looked at me with a mix of guilt and pleasure.

“I guess it wasn’t enough for me either,” she said and gave me a shy smile.

“Mom, you don’t have to do this…” I protested weakly.

“I know I don’t have to.” She lifted my hands and put them on her breasts. “I want to.”

Mom and I ended up fucking like horny newlyweds for the rest of my leave. She promised to show me her pussy on Skype while I’m deployed and said we could worry about figuring this whole thing all out when I got back from my tour. Until then, we both agreed to just love each other and try not to over-analyze it.

Now I can’t wait to get back home to my mom and get some!

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