Son for Hire: Part 13 (Patreon)

She lets out a long sigh and I feel her body relax below me as she just savors this feeling of me slowly riding and our junk rubbing together.  “This is sooo nice.”

“Yeahhh.”  I say, loving it every bit as much as she did.

“Talk to me.”  Evelyn whispers.  “Tell me about yourself Donald.  Tell me about the mystery man I just so very foolishly invited to live under my roof.  Tell me about my son from another mum.”

I giggle at that.  “I don’t know what to say.  There’s not much to know honestly.”

“Let’s start simple.”  She says.  “How old are ya baby?”

“Twenty three.”

“No kidding?”  She says with a grin.  “Same as my son Eugene.”

“Eugene?”

“Yeah?”

“Really?”

“Yes.  Why?”

“Huh…just, I dunno, kinda nerdy sounding.”

“Behave!”  She titters and pinches my stomach.  “The nerve!  That’s my child you’re talking about!”

I laugh and rub my belly where she pinched me.

“Besides, it’s a fine name.  Named after Alan’s father.”

“If you say so.”  I quip dubiously.

“You’re just jealous.”

“Maybe a little.”  I say.  She had no idea how true that was.  What I wouldn’t have given to have Eugene’s childhood.  Although…if I did…I wouldn’t be here sitting on Evelyn’s lap the way I am now.  Perhaps it wasn’t so bad to be Donny after all.

“And you?  How old?”

“You don’t ask a lady her age.”  Her smile fades, just a little.  “Forty five.  Old.  Really old.”

“No way.”  I assure her.  “Not old at all.”

“You’re sweet.”  She says.  “Just the one sister?”

“Mmm hmm.”  I nod.  “Kiki.  She’s a pain in the ass but…she’s the best.”

“Aww.”

“I, um, I couldn’t have made it on my own.  She looked after me.  She’s…she’s my hero.  I love her so much.”

“Shhh.”  She soothes as my voice starts to crack.  “It’s okayyyy.”

“W-we had it pretty rough, her and I.”  I stop riding.  “P-pretty rough.”

“Aw sweet thing.  I am so sorry.”

“It’s okay.  I…I don’t think I want to talk about it right now.”

“Then neither do I.”  She says.  “I never meant to pry.”

“I don’t want to bring that stuff here.”  With that I start to move again, gyrating my hips in lazy circles.  “I just want to be here right now.  It’s nice here.  I just want to be here with you.  Okay?”

“I’ve got you now baby.  You’re here, you’re safe, and you are very much welcome.”  Evelyn says softly as her fingers find my nipples.  “Just relax.  Let me look after you.  Let me take care of you.”

“I like the sound of that.”  My smile widens as I continue slowly gyrating my hips and rubbing my rapidly stiffening manhood around within her big cozy bulge.

“Maybe…”  She says in a lilting dreamy tone, the tips of her index fingers teasing my nips.  “…maybe you want me to speak to that big scary Diane for you?  If you don’t want to…I could do it for you.  I don’t mind.”

“I can do it.”

“Okay.”  She say, just tiny bit disappointed.  “If you say so.”

“Un…unless you want to.”

“I want to.”  Her hands slide up my chest to reach out through the neck of my shirt to caress my cheeks while also exposing my belly.  “I’ll talk to her for you.  I know you’re a man and I know you can deal with this stuff but…why don’t you leave this one to Mom?  Mmm?”

“Yes Ma’am.”  I sigh.  If she wanted to deal with that unpleasantness I was only too happy to let her, I sure as heck didn’t want to.

“That’s my boy.”  She leans in and kisses my tummy.  “My good boy.”

“Ohhhh.”

She sits back again, pulling her hands out from under my shirt as she does so.  “Take off your shirt.”

I pull my t shirt up off of me and toss it to the side.  As I look at her and see her drinking in my body, while also feeling her cock surge with growing life, I felt soooooo fucking sexy.  Those girls last night sure didn’t look at me like that.  Honestly, nobody had ever looked at me quite like she did.  She glances downward then looks back up with a giggle.  “My goodness Donald.  You’re so hard!”

I bite my lip, smiling a naughty smile, and nod.  I grind into her, my rock hard manhood rubbing into her big still spongy lady cock.  “You make me…happy.”

“Happy or horny?”

“Both.”

“Atta boy.”  She says, her fingers now playing across my belly and chest.  “I’m a little jealous.  You get hard so quick and so easy.”

“It’s easy with you.  You are the most beautiful woman in the whole world.”

“Ohhhh.  You say the sweetest things.”  She lightly rakes her fingers down my body.  “Show me.  Show me how hard you are for me.”

I nod again.   Her warm voice and gentle touch and adoring look were absolutely hypnotic, I was in the palm of her very soft hand.  As she watches me I reach down and open my jeans.  Pulling my underwear down I let my erect penis spring free.

“Ohhhh!  Ha ha!”  She cheers at its sudden popping up.  “Well hello my little one!  Oh I’ve missed you.”  She addresses my cock directly as one might a beloved pet.  In response it jumps a few times to her excited words and she laughs with pure joy.  “I see you’ve missed me too!  He he he.”

With someone else I would have taken that ‘little one’ comment to heart, but in her happy maternal tone I could hear it only meant as a term of endearment.  She had this ‘Mom’ way of making things sound cute and endearing without sounding condescending.  And really, compared to her I was absolutely tiny.  I didn’t mind the term one bit.  I actually kind of loved it.  Besides, I already knew I was her ‘big boy’ so there was no need for that sort of jealousy.

“Go ahead.”  She whispers, nodding down.  “I want to see you play with it.”

A blush warms my cheeks even as I do as she asks.  None of my previous lovers had ever asked me to play with myself for them like Evelyn did.  Taking my dick in loose grip I start to stroke it.  “Like this?”

“Oh yes!  Yes baby, just like that.  Show me how you like to jerk it.”  She was positively beaming, making me feel sexy and proud and bashful and all warm and fuzzy all at once.  Jerking off never felt like this before.  “That’s it.  My big sexy man is full of cummies for Mom.  Isn’t that right baby?”

“Yes!”  Some tiny part of me knew how weird this was, I didn’t give a single fuck.  Against my nuts I feel her getting harder and harder, I keep humping against her in time with my strokes.  “Can I…can I touch your boobs?”

“Oh!  Of course you can!”  She says happily.  “One moment.”

Sitting up Evelyn reaches behind her to zip down her nice yellow dress.  Pulling it down one shoulder at a time she lets the top portion fall around her waist.  Holding up her massive tits is a white lacy bra strained to the limit.  Holy hell did she have cleavage!  So much milky, silky smooth cleavage.  It looked like I crawl right in there and curl up for a nap.  If only, I would crawl in there and never come out again!  Reaching back again she unhooks the clasp of the bra and her big soft knockers instantly fall about six inches and bounce to rest.  The bra she removes and sets it carefully to the side.  As if she couldn’t wait a single second she grabs my free hand and brings it hard into her nearest tit.

“There you go sweetie.”  She whispers.  “Is that what you wanted?”

“Yeaaah.”  I coo.

My hand, overflowing with warm soft breast, squeezes and fondles the weighty flesh.  GOD!  If there was something better in this world than these mature tits I couldn’t think of it.  Her body was just…wonderful.  I loved her body.  I LUSTED for her body.  In the past few days I had dreamed of it so many times, but having it here to touch and hold was better than any dream.  I’d always had a little thing for milfs, I mean who doesn’t, but despite only knowing Evelyn for such a short time I couldn’t even imagine myself with a woman my own age anymore.  There had been some fit and firm hotties at that party last night and not one of them piqued my interest.

“You like Mom’s tits baby?”

“I love them!”  I start to stroke faster as I grope and push and rub her big breast.

“They’re not too saggy or…”

“Stop.”  I tell her.  “I meant what I said.  I love them.  I love your breasts.  I lover your ass.  I love your hair and your face and your amazing curves.  And I love your cock too.  You are the most beautiful woman in the world.  I wouldn’t change one single thing about you.”

“Mmmm.”  She squirms beneath me as she laps up my praise.  “You say the sweetest thingsss.”

“Because they’re true.”

“Thank you!”  She says.  “You’re gonna cum all over Mom’s tits, okay baby?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“I want at least three big big loads today, okay?  I won’t accept any less.”

“Mmmm, yes Ma’am.”

“Don’t you hold back.  I want all that hot young cum out of those big beautiful balls of yours.”

“Hahhh.”  I stroke a bit hard, pinching her fat nipple between my thumb and finger.  “All for youuuu.”

“Ohhhhh Donald…you make me…so…”  Reaching around she grabs my ass with both hands and pulls me in tigher.  “Rrrrrm!”

With a smirk I say.  “Don’t look now, but I think someone else is hard too.”

As I say it I feel Evelyn’s massive cock flex with power, every bit as hard as my own.  She looks down at our rubbing crotches in disbelief.  “I am!  I haven’t been able to…that quick…since I was your age…”  She looks up at me.  “Ohhhh Donald!”

“He he he!”  That made me feel soooooo darned good!  It hit me then that a side benefit of being with a woman with a cock was that there could be no faking it when she was really turned on and when she wasn’t.  And right now she was.   I grind along the length of her dick as I continue stroking my own and playing with her tits.  Christ, it felt like she had the top half of a baseball bat under her dress!