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(F/m-teen, mast, 1st, inc, movie-parody) *** In the movie there is a scene where the father comes down stairs during the night to talk to his daughter who has turned sixteen, but everyone has forgotten it's her birthday. In this version, the mother comes down stairs instead, to talk to her son. It's still 1984. This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity in real life involving persons under 18 years of age. *** I couldn't sleep. I lay tossing and turning, a thin sheet up to my waist and me just in a t-shirt and Jockey briefs. I had my Walkman on. Usually that helped me relax. I was listening to "If You Were Here" by The Thompson Twins. Love that song. But it wasn't helping me relax one tiny bit. One reason I couldn't sleep was I was on the couch. It wasn't made for a giant, at sixteen I was the tallest in the family at 6'5" and still growing. And of course I play on the High School basketball team. I had to sleep on the couch because my grandparents were visiting and were using my attic bedroom. Actually, both my mom's parents and my dad's parents were visiting. And Grandpa Fred brought a Japanese exchange with him and grandma. Her name was Ling Buck Bong and she was bunking with my little sister Midge. All of my grandparents were visiting because tomorrow was my older brother's wedding. What was really bugging was I couldn't believe they all forgot. No one remembered my sixteenth birthday. The way my life was going I wasn't at all surprised. Don't get me wrong; I have a decent life. I'm fairly popular, good-looking and in top shape, a basketball star and a B student [with an occasional C+]. But I had hoped to accomplish more by now. Hell, I was sixteen and still a virgin. I have friends who are girls but when it comes to talking to girls I find attractive I'm a dud. Like Senior Jessica Ryan. She's a babe and a half. If only I had the guts to talk to her. Speaking of girls, I had this geeky Freshman following me around like a love sick puppy. Everyone calls her Farmer Tina. I went to this school dance - I actually confided in her about my feelings for Jessica Ryan - and I did something I hope I wouldn't regret. Tina said she had told her girlfriends she was going to have sex with me. But they needed proof from her so she asked to borrow my Jockeys. The things I do sometimes. I shook my head. I wish my music was helping my tonight but it wasn't. I hit the STOP button on my Walkman, slipped off the headphones and stowed them under the couch. "Jimmy?" I looked up as my mother glided into the room, her long filmy robe seeming to billow around her, open and almost down to her feet. Mom had long, wavy dark blonde hair and an amazing body. She was in her forties, dad was much older in his fifties. "Sweetheart?" "Mom?" "Hi, kiddo." "What's wrong?" I asked, wondering what she was doing down her so late. "Everything's fine," Mom smiled. "I was just upstairs and I couldn't sleep." I sat up. After an awkward silence mom said "I feel like a real idiot, honey." Another awkward silence then "We forgot your birthday." I smiled. "I'll bet you're really PO-ed, huh?" I shook my head. "No, it's okay. I'm not really all that upset anymore." Mom sat on the arm of the couch furthest from me. "This wedding," She sighed, "is really turning this entire house inside out, and I just came down to tell you, we did remember." "Thank you." "Happy birthday." Mom got up and turned to leave. Instead, she sat down next to me on the couch, also sitting on the sheet, drawing it away from my Jockeys-covered crotch. I could now see mom's negligee. It was tight and flimsier then her robe, nearly sheer and clinging to her large braless breasts. "Something else is bothering you," Mom said softly. My face grew hot. "You can tell me, sweetheart." "It's just really embarrassing, okay?" I rolled my eyes. "Sitting in the dark with your mom, telling her about your...." After an awkward pause I finally said "love life." My face grew hotter. Mom smiled. "Go on." "There's a girl. Jessica. Jessica is a Senior, and she's beautiful and perfect and I like her a real lot and she doesn't like me, okay?" Mom nodded. "Oh..." "And she's got this incredible boyfriend. I'm just this ridiculous dork that's following her around like a puppy." "Well, why do you think you're a dork?" Mom asked. "I don't think you're a dork. I don't think your dad thinks you're a dork." "Midge thinks I'm a dork." "Midge IS a dork." I sighed. "Well so am I." "Well... if it's any consolation I love you. And if this girl can't see all the beautiful and wonderful things that I see, then she's got the problem." I rolled my eyes again. "I know, it just hurts..." Mom nodded. "That's why they call them crushes. If they were easy...we'd call them something else." "Thank, mom." I hugged her, feeling her large breasts press against my chest. "I really am sorry about your birthday," Mom said after I leaned back. I realized I could almost see mom's large areolaes through her nightgown. Her nipples were hard too. The sight made my nuts tingle. "I wish there was some way I could make it up to you..." Mom sighed. Her eyes seemed to flicker down to my exposed crotch, or was it my imagination? But it wasn't my imagination when my mother reached out and put her hand on my cock. I jumped slightly. Mom smiled. "I may not give hand jobs as good as you give yourself but it's a little thing I can do," She said as she reached into my fly. My face grew hotter again. "I - I've never masturbated before, mom..." "Then you're in for a rare treat," Mom smiled as she withdrew my cock from my fly. From the moment mom had touched it my cock began to grow. By the time the air hit it my cock was fully erect and throbbing. Mom gasped, eyes going wide. "It's not such a little thing..." She blushed. Mom wrapped her hand around it and began to masturbate me. I groaned. "Do you like that?" She whispered huskily. I didn't trust myself to speak so I just nodded. Mom's hand was warm and smooth around my pulsing cock. She kept her eyes locked on it, biting her lower lip. There was something unreadable in mom's eyes, the way she gazed at my cock really turned me on more. Mom began to masturbate my cock faster. I gasped, moaning loudly. Mom giggled softly. Her hand felt so amazing wrapped around my cock, I loved it. I noticed mom was breathing heavy as she masturbated me, a fire in her eyes. Between the feel of mom's hand, the look on mom's face, and the sheer forbiddeness of mom's act, I hardly lasted five minutes. I felt my nuts tighten up. My cock seemed to swell up. I grunted and thick white jizz spewed from my cock. Mom's eyes went wide, she gasped then smiled. "Spurt for mama, baby..." She kept masturbating me and long, thick ropey spurt after spurt of hot jizz spewed out and splashed against my chest. I ejaculated nine or ten times before the flow petered out. Jizz ran down mom's fingers as my cock softened a bit. Mom had a wild look in her eyes as she looked at the jizz splattered all over me and her hand. "Ummm, we better clean you up," Mom said huskily. Grabbing a large handful of tissues, mom started to wipe the jizz off of my muscular body. The way she stared at me felt so erotic. My nuts began to tingle once more. Finally mom wiped the jizz off of her hand and set down the wad of tissues. We both noticed I was hard once more. Mom bit her lower lip again. Then she stood up. "Your dad won't notice if I'm gone a little longer..." She shrugged off her robe then pulled her negligee off, first exposing her dark-bushed pussy then her large breasts to my virgin eyes. She dropped her negligee to the floor and straddled me. Was she really going to...? Mom grabbed my cock and lowered her pussy down on it. Wow, she really was! Her pussy was so hot, very wet, and damned tight. I groaned as mom impaled her womanhood around my pulsing cock. Soon the head hit the back of mom's pussy but I could see a few inches still peeked out. "I've never felt this full before," Mom groaned. She took my hands and placed them on her huge breast then began to move up and down on my now de-virgined cock. I began to knead her breasts as mom rode me faster. She was gasping and breathing heavy, and she kept biting her lower lip sexily. "I-I'm... going to cum!" Mom hissed. She leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips - the first time we had ever kissed like that - and cried out into my mouth as she came. That wasn't the only time my mother orgasmed. She came A LOT. And each time she would grab my face and kiss me, screaming into my mouth. Can that be bad for someone my age? I lasted longer this time, about thirty-five minutes. "I'm going to cum, mom!" I groaned. "Cum in mama!" She hissed as she kept riding my throbbing cock. Once again my nuts tightened up, my cock swelled and I spewed and spewed and spewed my jizz deep into mom. Finally spent, my cock began to soften and mom collapsed on top of me, exhausted. Are sweaty bodies mingled together, my mother's massive sweaty breasts rubbing all over my chest as she kissed me passionate. My hands slid down and cupped her full, womanly butt cheeks, kneading them roughly. "Now," Mom gasped between kisses, "I know who wears the pants in this family!" My eyes went wide and gasped, unnoticed by my lustful mom writhing atop my body. I relaxed. What harm could really come from giving a geeky girl my Jockeys? THE END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. 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