Hooky

Max came through the front door into the living room. He listened for the sounds of anybody who might catch him playing hooky. Nothing was going on in the front, but he knew that sometimes when his mom was upstairs you couldn’t hear her from the front of the house.

Slowly, Max climbed the stairs. He rounded the corner and waited for a second, listening for any warning signs of his mom before creeping forward and turning the knob to his bedroom door. He gently laid down his school backpack, thinking about going back downstairs for a soda when he heard a door close down the hall. Max’s heart skipped. He heard footsteps padding around from his parents’ bedroom.

Fear spiked right into Max’s chest as he tried to think about what he’d say as an excuse when his mom caught him away from school. There was no way she’d miss seeing him when she came out of her bedroom. Max darted into his room and put his back to the wall, holding his breath and listening to his heart pound. Angie was going to come out of her room any second now. Footsteps. More footsteps.

Max peeked out into the hallway. His mom’s bedroom door was ajar. He could hear footsteps moving around inside, but not coming any closer.

She must be putting stuff away, Max thought. Fuck. I better get out of the house before she sees me.

Lowering himself to his knees, Max started crawling out into the hallway. In his head, max kept wishing that Angie would stay in her bedroom for long enough that he could escape. Just when Max was in reach of the stairs, he heard his mom’s voice. Max froze, his heart bumped up in his throat.

“I can explain!” Max stammered, turning around.

No one was behind him. Angie was still in her bedroom. Max frowned. Who was she talking to?

Angie’s voice floated out again. No words, just a sharp gasp. Was she hurt?

Max was torn. He knew he ought to get out while he could, but what the hell was going on in his parents’ bedroom? Max stewed for a second before curiosity got the better of him and he edged his way down the hall.

“Uh! Ah!” Angie was gasping. Max felt an uncontrollable tightening in his pants. His mom’s voice was sexy, and her grunts gave Max a picture in his head even before he was close enough to look through the door.

Angie was spread eagle on the bed, bare-assed naked and covered in sweat and water from the shower. She had a thin pink vibrator in one hand, and was sliding it slowly in and out of her shaved pussy. Max stared at his mom’s toned, gorgeous body. Her breasts quivered, her skin shiny and wet. Max stared at the slit between her legs as it hungrily accepted the buzzing wand. Angie’s buttcheeks moved as her hips raised and fell.

Max’s cock pushed painfully against his pants. His mouth felt dry. He’d never seen such a sexy woman before, and the dirty feeling of watching his mom masturbate was drowned by hormones. Barely able to control himself, Max fumbled with the zipper on his trousers.

“Mmmm...” Angie trailed the vibrator out of her pussy, trailing love juice along her inner thigh. With her left hand, she squeezed her tits, finishing by pinching her nipples. Angie let out a high-pitched squeal of ecstasy and dropped her vibrator, using both hands on her nipples now.

“Oh god...” Max spooged down one leg of his pants. He stripped them off and wiped himself clean with his underpants as best he could. “God damn...” Max’s dick was still stiff, sticking straight up in the air. Angie’s squeal stopped, and for a second Max thought she’d seen him. Another peek through the door told him otherwise.

Angie now had her ass in the air, pointing right at the door. Her face and shoulders were pressed against the blanket as her arms maneuvered her vibrator up to meet her wet pussy lips. Max had a perfect view of his mom’s shapely round ass, and could even see her butthole in plain view. Max had never thought he could get turned on by an asshole, but Angie’s looked cute and wet. She looked exposed, vulnerable, and horny as fuck.

Not really aware of whether he was making a decision or not, Max went into his mom’s bedroom. He grabbed a sleep mask off the side table and moved quickly to Angie’s backside. Mustering up his courage and best impression of his dad’s voice, Max strapped the sleep mask on his mom’s eyes.

“I’m home, baby,” Max whispered huskily in what he hoped would sound close to the way George whispered.

“George?!” Angie yelped. Before she could tear the blindfold off, Max stuck his stiff prick right into Angie’s cunt.

The vibrator got knocked to the side and Max slid in to Angie easily. He couldn’t believe how slick and warm a real pussy was, and how good it felt to have firm, round asscheeks pressed into him. Max moaned and started thrusting for all he was worth.

“OH!!” Angie forgot all about the blindfold. She’d already brought herself to the peak of arousal, and she was getting just what she needed. “OHHHHHhhhhh! Oh, do it! Oh my GODDDDD!!!”

Still fresh from his last orgasm, Max plunged into Angie over and over. He thought about how all his friends thought his mom was hot, and how jealous they’d be if they knew he was fucking her. Christ, she was sexier than any girl Max’s age. Than any girl anywhere!

Max wanted to feel Angie’s tits, but he knew that as soon as his skinny arms went around her, she’d know it wasn’t her husband’s cock inside her. Instead, he squeezed her hips and massaged her butt, all the while thrusting like a piston.

Angie’s back started arching downward, and her screams got more intense. She was going to cum and cum hard. She wasn’t screaming words any more, just wordless shrieks of pleasure.

Acting on pure adrenaline, Max snatched up the slim vibrator off the bed covers and rammed it into his mom’s ass. Still slick from the love juice, it slid right into the sensitive hole and Max pumped it as fast as he was sticking Angie’s slit.

“FFFUUCK!” Angie screamed, her whole body shaking. “NOT IN MY ASS, I TOLLLL...FFFUCK! FUCK!” Angie’s orgasm knocked her forward, so intense that it made her grip the pillow until it ripped.

Max was amazed. He’d never imagined sex so good, or seeing his mom act so dirty. He started to pull the vibrator out of Angie’s butt, but she gasped “keep it in...hahh...I thought I...wouldn’t like...but...it’s nice...”

In an act of impressive agility, Angie swung her left leg up and over Max’s head, landing lying on her back. The vibrator stayed in her ass, but Max’s cock popped out of her snatch. Max gulped, wondering if he could get away before his mom took her mask off.

Angie’s long legs wrapped around Max and pulled him into her. Max fell forward, hands right on Angie’s boobs and erect nipples. Angie’s mouth dropped as she felt the difference between her husband’s body and the one now on top of her.

No turning back now, Max thought, and he pinched his mom’s nipples as he pumped her slit with his dick. Against her better judgement, Angie moaned.

“Uhhh! St...” Max slammed his lips against hers to stop her talking. “MMMMPH!”

Max slammed faster, gripping his mom’s tits and enjoying the feel of her soft, hot body while he could.

“”Mmmm...”

To his utter shock, Max felt Angie’s tongue press its way into his mouth, darting across his teeth.

So close to her next orgasm, Angie seemed to have given up on any kind of morality. She ground her hips against her son and pushed down on the vibrator in her ass, starting to moan as her body trembled on its own.

Angie screamed, jerking her head back and hips forward in violent orgasm. Max felt sure that Angie would tell him to stop, but he got the surprise of his life.

“FUCK IT, MAX! FUCK IT, BABY! OHHHHHH CHRIST!”

Angie tore off the mask but kept her eyes closed tight as Max went into a frenzy, slamming his mom’s cunt hard over and over.

Angie felt her third orgasm hit as Max’s hot cum shot into her, knowing full well that she’d gone so far over the line of being a mother that there was no denying her immorality.

Max collapsed on Angie, gasping and exhausted. They both lay there for a while, panting and sweating.

“Oh, Max...” Angie whispered. “We can’t ever do that again. Jesus, what were you thinking?”

Max was quiet for a minute. “We’ll do it again,” he said.

“No, we won’t.” Angie answered.

“I’ll tell dad that you knew it was me, and you didn’t stop me,” Max said. “So we’ll just keep it a secret and you’ll do me when I’m home from school.”

Angie gasped.

“So how was school?” George asked after he came home from work.

“Pretty good,” Max said. “I got a girlfriend.”

“Heyyy, good for you. Tell me about her.”

“She’s really hot,” Max hesitated. “But she’s got another guy.”

George shrugged. “Just make sure he doesn’t find out about you and his girl.”

Max nodded. “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”