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DESCRIPTION: Josie had always been there to kiss her son better, and she wants to keep doing so forever, but her son’s girlfriend has other ideas. When he chooses her over his mother, rage drives Josie to the end of the Earth in search of a new life alone, but life intervenes and they reunite in hot passion in the cool of Alaska. EXCERPT: “You seem a little upset. Things not go so well with Tisha tonight? You know you can tell me. I might be your mom, but I still know a few things about romance.” “It feels strange talking to you about things like that.” I could see the bulge in his pants. He was definitely thinking of me as more than his mom. It was now or never. “You don’t have to say. I see you’re still tense. Would you let me kiss you better so you can get a good night’s sleep?” I started moving towards his belt before I finished speaking, and had both hands on the buckle before he opened his mouth. I was looking at his face, but he wasn’t looking at mine. My robe had opened as I bent towards him, his eyes glued to what he could see of my boobs. “What can you do?” he said, his voice rising to a squeak. “Relax and let momma show you what she can do. Relax and enjoy, my baby.” His belt undone, I was working on the zipper, tight with the pressure behind it. I knew my efforts were making my robe open even more, and that was keeping him occupied while I worked. Zip finally completely down and pants opening. “What are you doing?” His voice said he knew what I was doing, and he liked it. “Relax and enjoy. I won’t hurt you. I love you too much to ever hurt you.” Able to reach in now, trying to find an opening through his underwear while massaging the bulge it held. He was making noises now. “Is that nice, baby?” I purred. “Yes, but you’re my mom.” “Relax.” My fingers found the slit in the cloth and I let my whole hand slip inside, touching his bare flesh for the first time. Feeling the heat and power surging under my fingertips. Moving my fingers to find the head of the throbbing monster. “Ohhh.” He was wriggling now. Helping me free the captive, and it was struggling hard to be set free. My fingers were gripping the head now, and I was pulling it towards the opening as I withdrew my hand. Uncoiling like a wound up spring as it found freedom and pointed itself strongly towards heaven. This was the first time I’d seen his man-grown cock. I’d loved watching it develop when he was little, but it had been hidden from my sight for all those teen years. Now I could see how it had grown. Big and strong. Just like his fathers’. No time to waste, I bent down and took the end in my mouth, one hand holding the base. Fingers feeling the pulse of the blood engorging the shaft. Feeling it twitch as my tongue circled the very end. “Oh mom!” He moaned. I knew his hands wanted to hold my head, but he was too afraid for now. My robe would be open enough for him to see my boobs dangling so near his body. I let my chest drop lower so the hanging nipples were touching his clothes, rubbing them on him through the material. “Oh mom!” He moaned again. Tasting the heat of his lust in my mouth, I worked my lips up and down, sliding them tightly along his shaft. Tongue circling to tickle and tease. Hand stroking, wishing he was naked so my other hand could cup his balls.  

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by Mysticalchemist

Published by Mysticalchemist at Lot’s Cave

Mommy Kissed it Better, © 2018, Mysticalchemist

Cover Design by Mysticalchemist

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All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

A Lot’s Cave Novel

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

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Author’s Note

Family Exotica

Taboo Erotica

Other Novels

Chapter 1

Tisha

- John -

“Yuck, not on my skin! Get that stuff off me NOW.”

Struggling to roll off her without doing more damage, I stretched to reach the box of tissues on the bedside table, grabbing the whole box.

“Hurry up. Quick.”

Two tissues wiped the warm white blobs from her skin. Another, the residue dripping from me onto the sheets.

“I’ll scrub the rest off in the shower. I won’t want to do that again. You can go if you like.”

She was up, and racing naked through the bedroom door. I found my clothes and dressed. I could hear water running in the bathroom as I made my way along the hall towards the stairs. Her family didn’t notice me slinking towards their front door. Well-oiled hinges made escape soundless until that one porch board that creaked. It didn’t matter now. I was outside and free. My jelly legs made it to the car, mom’s car. Slumped in the driver’s seat, waiting for the shaking to stop.

- Josie. -

John was always late Saturday night. I knew he slept with Tisha, his so-called girlfriend. He’d brought her home once. Little miss look-at-me, don’t I look so pretty. Look at how my firm young tits poke out, and doesn’t my tiny backside look great in these jeans that you’d never get into.

“Have a good time.” I said as they left, hand in hand. Her backside waggling, taunting me as she walked to the car - my car. That little tart was no good for him, but who was I to say. He needed to find out himself. Needed to be hurt to learn. Tisha! What sort of name is that? Sounds like a sneeze. Tisha, Tisha.

Never letting it seem obvious, I always waited for him to come home. The car was in the driveway before I’d gone to bed. So early, something must have gone wrong. I tried to keep my expression in neutral in case he needed my sympathy. Oh, I hoped he needed my sympathy.

Seemed like forever before the thud of the car door shutting. Then the wait till the key went in the front door.

“Good night?” I said as he slunk into the lounge. An old movie quietly on the TV. Me sideways on the sofa, my legs pulled up and my robe positioned so he could see more of me than he should, if he looked.

“OK.” He said, glancing at me, although it wasn’t my face he was staring at. I shuffled to make his view better.

“You’re early”

“Tisha needed to have a shower.”

“I thought you’d shower with her.”

His face was getting redder, but his eyes hadn’t moved from my body.

“She’s not that sort of girl.”

“But you’re that sort of man.” I said, using what I thought was my most seductive voice.

He looked at my face then. I could see the confusion on his. Was I really the mother he thought?

“I better go.” He said, glancing down at the half breast that was visible from the partly open robe. The very breast he had drunk from all those years ago. Much more ample than hers. His lips were forming up ready to suck as he imagined.

I stayed lying while he moved to his bedroom. I heard the door close, then the bed groaning as he threw himself onto it. I waited for any other sound, but the muffled words from a fifty year old film was all I got.

Chapter 2

Making things better

- John -

Mom was always in bed by the time I got home on Saturday night, but tonight I was early. I’m sure she saw me looking. Hard not to. That robe was open so much. Black hair between her legs. Not long. She must shave. Then her tits. Well one anyhow. Bulging out the gap. Skin darker than Tisha’s, but still looking so smooth and soft. My lips ached to connect with them, but she was my mother, after all. I’d sucked that very boob when I was a baby. I kept trying not to look. Until now, I’d never thought of her as a sexual woman, she was always just my mom. As soon as I could, I shut myself into my room. It wasn’t the trouble with Tisha I was thinking about either.

Since dad left, mom had never looked at another man. That realisation hit me hard. As though she had been waiting for me to grow up to be her man, and now she wanted to claim me. I wasn’t sure I wanted her though.

- Josie -

I waited for ages. Partly to give him time to think, and partly to give me time to find the courage.

“Can I come in?” I said, standing outside his door, trying to keep my voice steady.

Nothing.

“Do you want to talk?” I said louder.

“You can come in Mom.”

I gently opened the door, making sure my robe was tied properly but would open in places if I bent forward. He was lying on his bed, still clothed, watching me walk towards him.

“Can I sit?” I gestured to the side of the bed. He nodded.

“You seem a little upset. Things not go so well with Tisha tonight? You know you can tell me. I might be your mom, but I still know a few things about romance.”

“It feels strange talking to you about things like that.”

I could see the bulge in his pants. He was definitely thinking of me as more than his mom. It was now or never.

“You don’t have to say. I see you’re still tense. Would you let me kiss you better so you can get a good night’s sleep?”

I started moving towards his belt before I finished speaking, and had both hands on the buckle before he opened his mouth. I was looking at his face, but he wasn’t looking at mine. My robe had opened as I bent towards him, his eyes glued to what he could see of my boobs.

“What can you do?” he said, his voice rising to a squeak.

“Relax and let momma show you what she can do. Relax and enjoy, my baby.”

His belt undone, I was working on the zipper, tight with the pressure behind it. I knew my efforts were making my robe open even more, and that was keeping him occupied while I worked. Zip finally completely down and pants opening.

“What are you doing?”

His voice said he knew what I was doing, and he liked it.

“Relax and enjoy. I won’t hurt you. I love you too much to ever hurt you.”

Able to reach in now, trying to find an opening through his underwear while massaging the bulge it held. He was making noises now.

“Is that nice, baby?” I purred.

“Yes, but you’re my mom.”

“Relax.”

My fingers found the slit in the cloth and I let my whole hand slip inside, touching his bare flesh for the first time. Feeling the heat and power surging under my fingertips. Moving my fingers to find the head of the throbbing monster.

“Ohhh.”

He was wriggling now. Helping me free the captive, and it was struggling hard to be set free. My fingers were gripping the head now, and I was pulling it towards the opening as I withdrew my hand. Uncoiling like a wound up spring as it found freedom and pointed itself strongly towards heaven.

This was the first time I’d seen his man-grown cock. I’d loved watching it develop when he was little, but it had been hidden from my sight for all those teen years. Now I could see how it had grown. Big and strong. Just like his fathers’.