>be anon
>your mother has the day off today, and because you're a student at the same place she works at, so do you.
>you're fucking around playing Evolve, tearing shit up with hit and run tactics as the Kraken when your mom comes in.
>"Morning, my sunshine! You're not going anywhere today? Maybe we can spend time together, you know just like when you were little. Maybe you can show me how to play with "Playstation"?"
>you're dying of boredom, and since your wifi service hasn't been working, you haven't been able to play anything online
>but you could really go for a few rounds in battlefront
>fuck it, what could go wrong.
"Yeah, sure mom, why not?"
>"really? I know most teenagers would rather die than spend time with their mother."
"Well, fuck those guys. Come on in, make yourself at home."
>"but I am at home anon."
>thatsthejoke.jpg
>Celestia walks over and slumps down on the edge of your bed next to you and you hand her a controller
>"so what game are we playing nonny?"
"Star wars." You reply quickly.
>"oooh..! So we're going to fight with the power of the force, and destroy the evil Empire?"
>shes almost childish, and exceptionally energetic today
"Yeah... Something like that, but not as intense I suppose."
>you boot up the game and progress through the menus
"Do you want to play on my team, or against me?"
>"well I'm a little nervous anon, I don't know the controls... Let's play together for a while. And then we can play against eachother and I can kick your BUTT!"
>with a light chuckle you start up a round of survival, setting the difficulty to easy.
>she fumbles with the controls for a while, spinning in circles and staring at the ground.
"Mom, just try walking first, don't try and look around. Then try looking around without walking. You'll get the hang of it eventually."
>she does, and after a few minutes of her wandering and looking around aimlessly, she gets the hang of it.
>"Anon, look! I'm walking!"
>oh the irony
>"okay, now press *this* button to shoot."
>she has progressed from walking around aimlessly to walking around and shooting things aimlessly. Progress.
"okay, now shoot the storm troopers, I'll kill anything really dangerous."
>dear god her aim is terrible, lasers everywhere. She's improving rather fast however.
>she begins to start playing at a pretty decent skill level, she's learning fast.
"This round is almost over, and you seem like you've got the controls down for the most part, next round let's play against eachother with bots."
>"what are bots anon? Like androids and stuff?"
"No. Well, kinda. I don't know, you'll see."
>she's smiling beside you, she's really having fun.
>near the end of the last wave, the only enemy left is a TiE fighter
>moms avatar pulls out an ion rocket launcher and blasts it out of the sky
>she's absolutely beaming with pride
>"did you see that nonny? Look at all the pieces!"
>Jesus, she's a fast learner.
"I did, you're doing really good mom. I'm impressed."
>she's so happy. Strange something so simple fills her with this much joy.
"Hey mom, why did you want to spend time with me? Not that there's anything wrong with it. Just seems a little random."
>she shifts a little, and looks down at her knees.
>"I just missed spending time with you anon. When you were younger and you used to call me "mommy" and always wanted to do things with me. I just miss being so close to you is all."
>school has kept you rather busy, and since making friends, you started spending time with them instead. You never really though about how your mother felt about it.
"I've just been busy with school and friends..."
>"and girls..."
>that caught you a little offguard. A slight warmth spreads across your face.
"And girls, yes. Although I've never been serious with them, they're always doing their own thing and never seem invested."
>"that's because they're still in highschool anon."
"I know, I just wish I could have a regular relationship with someone who cares about me."
>"I'm always here for you Anon, and any time you need someone to talk to or just to love on ya, I'm here."
>your mom leans in for a hug, and you return it.
>the hug lasts a bit longer than you feel is necessary and you begin feeling uncomfortable
>you love your mom, but it's hard not to notice how well endowed she is, and how good she looks for her age.
>you gently push on her shoulders to signal the end of the hug
>she pulls back and looks at you with a slighter smile
>"I love you anon, you're an exceptional son, and your father would be proud of the fine young man you've become."
>a strong emotion turns in you for a moment, and then it's gone.
"I love you too mom. I've had a pretty great role model, even if it is a little embarrassing to admit."
>"aww, that's my little nonny."
"Okay, that's enough mushiness for now. Do you want to play as the empire or the rebels?"
>"Rebels, can I be Princess Leia?"
"In the other game mode... Let's play this one first."
>Celestia picks the rebels, and plays a default load out, and you take the DL-44 and scout load out.
>after several rounds she actually manages to kill you several times, until progressively she becomes better than you.
>only a little mad
"Can you PLEASE stop using the grenade launcher?"
>"why would I do that?" She replies, smirking.
>you reply by glaring at her, causing her to giggle at your show of frustration.
>"are you mad anon?"
>after many rounds of Star Wars, and your mother officially whooping your ass, she gives a long stretch and one of those weird stretch-moans as she stands up
>you kind of don't want her to go, it's been nice spending time with her
>"I've got to go make dinner, what would you like Anon?"
>kind of in the mood for fast food
>taco smell, mcdiabetes, Chinese food maybe?
"Could we just order something? I was thinking Chinese food."
>"well, I guess so, I don't see why not."
>you take out your phone and dial the number of the Chinese food place down the way, place an order, and hangup.
>your mother standing there a little awkwardly, with a hand on the door.
>"alright, I'll let you go about doing your own thing. Thank you for spending time with me, it means more than you'd think." She says, with a tone of light sadness.
>she begins to turn the handle of your door
>think fast anon!
"Hey mom... Remember when I was younger and used to hold your hand, and we'd do everything together? Well remember how we used to go on "dates" where we would watch movies, and eat popcorn and stuff?"
>she begins to smile, remembering when you were younger
>"yes, we used to be so close. I miss it. What can be done, you're not a child anymore, you're free to do as you please."
"How about we go on one of those "dates" tonight? We could watch a movie and spend time together like we used to."
>always that smile, bright enough to light up the darkest of days
>"I'd like that very much Anon."
>Celestia shuts the door and returns to your bed, and plops down next to you, bouncing for a second before asking
>"so what movie are we gonna watch nonny?"
>no internet
>fuck
"Well, I'm sure I've got something in here somewhere..."
>you get up and look through your DVD spindle for anything decent
>Off the top, Holes, the hunger games, first three seasons of boondocks, and... Finding Nemo.
>note to self, download more movies when the wifi is fixed
"Have you seen the hunger games yet?"
>"actually, no. I was going to read the book, but I was always coming up with a reason to do other things."
"Hunger Games it is."
>you turn out the lights and sit up against the wall as the movie begins, your mother putting her arm under yours, and snuggling into your chest
>this was cute when you were ten, now it just makes you nervous.
>boring movie is boring, you've seen it three times
>suddenly the doorbell rings
>"nonny, foods here."
"I'll get it, just gimme a sec."
>your mom lets go of your arm and as you get up, you can see her frown out of the corner of your eye
>answering the door, you see the delivery boy holding out your food
>dear god, he's an abomination
>thin with wiry straight hair that looks like it's never been washed before
>acne all over his face, blank stare
>is that a tattoo of... A snail? Why does he have a snail tattoo on the back of his hand
>hiding your disgust, you pay him take the food and close the door to deprecate yourself from the monster
>bringing the food back into your room, your mother has taken the liberty of taking off her overshirt
>oh god that body
>she's only wearing a skirt, a bra and a tanktop now.
>focus
"H-here's the food mom."
>she always talks about her age, and how she "doesn't look like she used to" but looking at her now... What the hell is she talking about?
>you take your box of rice and orange chicken and settle in next to her while she eats her noodles
>you look over and see her sucking the noodles into her mouth, dripping soy sauce on herself as she does
>god have mercy, I'm only a man
>in your stupor of resistance you say
"I have some tissues if you need them"
>and reach under your bed to retrieve a box of tissues.
>...
>wait.
>you just pulled out a box of tissues from under your bed.
>oniichan.wav
"Uh, I, those aren't..."
>"thanks anon."
>she takes a tissue and wipes her mouth, and then proceeds to wipe the soy sauce from her cleavage
>what the fuck is happening
>did she just not think about it? Whatever, she didn't notice I guess.
>after your mother finishes her noodles and you finish your orange chicken, she rests her head up against your shoulder
>you can see down her tanktop
>oh god, they're perfect.
>take a deep breath, that's your mom
>your strong anon, you can do this
>sit through another half hour of the movie without looking down her tanktop
>"hey nonny... It's getting late. Do you want to pause the movie and continue tomorrow?"
>despite how hard you have to fight your hormones, you're really enjoying spending time with her
"Well, there's only a bit left, we can finish it."
>she yawns, then replies "but I'm getting tired nonny, and I don't want to fall asleep on your bed, where would you sleep?"
>my minds telling me no
>but my body, my body is telling me...
"Well, back when I was younger, we used to take naps together and snuggle."
>"but anon that's..."
"You're my mom. It's not like that. You don't have to if you dont want to, it's just a suggestion... I just remembered what it felt like to be with someone who cares about me. And I don't want it to end yet..."
>she looks a little troubled at first, but then she smiles and gives your arm a squeeze
>"I'm glad nonny, I've missed spending time with someone who cares about me too. Just once couldn't hurt."
>oh shit son
>what have you done
>the self control games begin now
>the movie is about at the end
>something about berries
>you've been holding your mom close, and she's been holding you as well
>you forgot how nice it is to feel a mothers love
>unconditional and all enveloping
>all enveloping
>like her breasts on your side
>sweatingman.png
>you look over at her and notice her eyes are almost entirely closed
>she tryed so hard to make you happy today, she really does love you
>you smile at the thought
>and then you hear the credits playing
>you don't want to wake her up but...
"Hey mom..." >You whisper.
"Mom, lie down, you're neck is going to hurt tomorrow if you sleep on my shoulder..."
>"oh... Okay nonny." She says, groggy and rubbing her eyes.
>she lays down on the bed, facing away from the wall
>you turn off your tv with your phone, and check your ponyville before bed.
>you look over for a place to sleep, and realize
>there's no room in front of her
>you have to sleep behind her
>internally you summon all the will power you have
>gentlemanly thoughts and fedoras tipping pass through your mind as you repeat "I am a gentleman" in your head
>totally ready to ignore any hormonal thoughts you may have, you lay down behind her and face away.
>take that, fate
>you fall asleep without incident
>and dream of sheep, then a castle, then of ponies
>unluckily for you, ponies turn you on
>in your dream your cuddling behind a pony, arms around her with your girth between her legs
>it feels wet
>wait a tick, you aren't supposed to feel texture in dreams.
>something's wrong
>slightly panicked you slowly wake up
>your arm is around your mother
>and your manhood is between her legs
>the real kicker here, is that she's absolutely soaking
>alarmed yet aroused, you slide back so you aren't pressed against your mothers crotch
>she moves back into you
>and then you realize
>people who are asleep don't move that fast, or respond that quickly
>or gasp in their sleep
 
>she's awake
 
>fuck
>Fuck
>FUCK
>FUCKFUCKFUCK
>calm down. Relax. Use your brain anon.
>thinking...
>what do?
>...
>you're really bad at solving problems
>you begin to think you're reta...
>"mmm... Nonny..."
>maximumbonerdrive
>she's grinding you gently, probably trying not to wake you up
>not sure if that's good or bad, all you know is that it feels really good
>she presses into you a little harder and continues grinding
>you're inside the indentation of her pussy against her panties
>it feels so good, Jesus
>she quietly moans
>"nonny... I love you so much..."
>she really does love you. But this might be a little much.
>if only she wasn't so warm, and soft, and... Everything else.
>stupid sexy mom
>she pushes into you a little harder, gasping at decent volume
>with the last press, you and her panties slip in a little further
>and you gasp a little from the sudden stimulation
>she stops moving
>like, as if she was dead
>"a-anon?" She whispers
"Uh. Mom?"
>"oh god, anon I'm so sorry!"
>she scoots away
>"I woke up and you were like that, and it felt good and I love you so much and I was so thankful and..."
"Mom, relax."
>she stops rambling
>"do you hate me?"
>on one hand, she kind of just molested you. On the other, you enjoyed it, and have been half dreaming this would happen.
>the reason you stopped spending time with your mother a few years ago was because you fell in love with her
>not mother son love, but love love.
>you tried so hard to keep distance between you, hoping to control yourself until it went away but it never did.
>this evening started off with you thinking you had gotten over it, but in the end...
"No mom. I don't hate you. You're my mom, you take care of me, and do everything for me without me asking. And I know dads been gone for a long time, and that you have needs too."
>"but anon I shouldn't feel like..."
"Mom I haven't been very honest with you. The reason I stopped spending time with you was because I... I started to see you as a woman who cares about me, and not my mother. And I've realized it's okay to feel both, but I shouldn't press my feelings on you."
>"so you feel... That way?"
>fuck this is akward
>deep breath anon, now is the time.
"Yes mom. I do. I love you more than anything, and you mean the world to me. And if this is a way for me to pay you back for all you do for me, then it's okay."
>she's crying
>but she's smiling
>that same beautiful smile that makes the whole world fade into the background
>she comes over and sits next to you
>"anon... Is it okay if we..?"
"It's okay with me. I love you mom."
>your heart is going to explode, seriously, it might.
>she's leaning in towards you
>she's closing her eyes
>and she kisses you
>this isn't a normal peck on the lips from your mother, in this kiss is more.
>relief, happiness, love... And lust.
>her lips pressed against yours, she puts her hand on your chest
>the mental floodgate is gone, it's time.
>you move your hands to her breasts, kneading them as she moans against your lips
>you push against her and lay her down against your bed, kissing her until she lays flat across it
>you move your hands to the sides of her breasts, then down her tanktop until you find the bottom fringe of it
>she knows what your doing, and her breathing gets heavier
>you lift her tank too over her head, and she reaches back to unbuckle her bra
>bad day to wear briefs, should've worn boxers
>it's like a boa constricter is laying on top of your dick
>you give her one last kiss before sliding off her skirt and panties
>she's absolutely soaking
>she leans forward and grasps the rim of your pants and briefs and slides them down, all in one quick movement
>she grins, her long hair highlighting her eyes, sparkling like magenta diamonds
>she pushes you onto your back now, and presses her lips onto your dick, engulfing your erection with the warm slickness of her mouth
>if there is a god, he's a pretty cool guy because this is fucking divine
>her hand wraps around your cock as she presses her tongue against the tip and sucking
"Mom, that feels..."
>"hmm?"
>fuck that's nice
"Fuck that's nice."
>she humms into you once again, shooting electricity up your spine
>you watch her work
>this couldn't be any better
>and then she stops, swirls her tongue around the tip and lifts her head up
>a look of seductiveness and nervousness greets you
>"anon I... I'm ready."
>she's your mom, and she loves you more than anything. She's your world, and you'd never do anything to hurt her.
>you reach out and grab her hands
>and lay her back
>once she lays flat against the bed once again, she looks up at you
>she's crying again
>"I love you anon. So very much. I'm ready when you are, just... Be gentle. I'm more fragile than I used to be."
>she closes her eyes with that look of bliss and happiness, waiting for you.
>pressing your cock against her lips, you gently slide yourself in.
>she inhales deeply, as your the first she's had since your father left
>"ahhh! Anon! Oh god, it's so good!"
>she arches her back, thrusting Into you, pressing you deeper
>she looks at you, tears in her eyes as you move
>occasionally you thrust too deep and she winces in pain
>you slow down, and thrust so that when you pull back you almost slip out before thrusting deeply back in
>she's moaning really loud now, every other thrust she releases another hot breath against your chest
>"anon I can't... Get pregnant... Anymore...so you can..."
"Okay, okay..."
>she can barely contain her moans now, each thrust of your hips brings her closer
>you're close too, almost at your limit
>you give it your all, thrusting with speed, strength, and precision
>"anon, I... I..."
>she throws her head back and moans your name, her pussy clamping down on you as you thrust in all the way
>this is it, you can't hold back any more
"I love you mom... I love you..."
>and with that you release inside her, filling her with your warmth
>her head lolling to the side, panting
>you both bask in the afterglow, before looking at eachother
>she gives you another kiss, and throws her arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace
>sweaty, wet, and sticky you lay there, holding eachother
>"thank you anon... Thank you for everything. I've had an amazing day with the person I love more than anything, and I couldn't be happier."
"I'm glad I was able to make you happy, you always do everything you can to make me happy..."
>"because I love you nonny."
"I love you too mom."
>you roll over beside her, holding her close and running your fingers along her back, like she used to do when you were young
>she lays there quietly smiling that same beautiful smile, and then, she begins to sing.
>"you are my sunshine... My only sunshine... You make me happy, when sky's are grey... You'll never know dear, how much I love you... Please don't take, my sunshine, away..."
>she kisses your forehead, and you fall asleep, holding the woman you love, until you finally fall asleep...
 
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