Mommys Solider Boy Comes Home (Closed for HERCULES_AT_HEART)

Mommys Solider Boy Comes Home (closed for sbkr2016)

It had been over two years since I had last seen him. He had joined the Army like every man in our family. Most had returned, a few, like my husband, didn't. Still we were proud of our service to this great nation.

I put the finishing touches on the decorations to welcome him home, and then I went upstairs to get dressed. I finished dressing and looked in the mirror to see how much my body had changed over the last two years since I had worked out every day. I was proud of the way I looked and wanted to show off for my son and his friends.

My son had always been a strapping young man, very well built. All my friends always told me how much they lusted after him, and how lucky I was to have such a strong and handsome man in my house. If they only knew...

I knew that once tehy saw me, they would all be jealous of his hot mom, the way my friends were jealous of my hot son. I licke dmy lips in anticipation of all those young studs and their wives and girlfriends oggling me. I was sure many of them would be imagining me as they made love when they got home.

Getting into my car I drove out to the Airport to meet the rest of the families that were meeting loved ones. I pulled up and an MP was helping direct traffic since so many military families would be there. I showed him my ID and the letter authorizing me to be on the tarmac when the plane landed.

"Very well Mrs. Hercules, park in teh green lot, and there will be a shuttle van to take you to the arrival point. I thanked him pleased at how his eyes were popping out of his head from staring down at my breasts.

Soon I was standing with tons of wives and girlfriends and huisbands and babys. They were all excited, but none more than me. I squeezed my thighs together to try and stop my juices from flowing down my bare legs.

Soon the plane was taxing up and everyone was cheering and shouting and waving flags and banners with their loved ones names. I moved off to the side a bit knowing that My son would easily find me.

The door opened and soliders started marching out. They formed into ranks waiting for their final orders from their CO before being allowed to hug their loved ones. Several young kids saw their mommy or daddy and ran into ranks to give them hugs. One boy stood in front of the Division CO and saluted him perfectly. I think that's when my eyes joined my slit in leaking fluid.

Soon the division was dismissed and it was pandemonium people running all over grabbing family and hugging and kissing. One young lady tackled her solider and I thought they would fuck right there in front of everyone, but the crowd shifted and I lost sight of them.

I looked around for my son in the sea of camouflage. Spotting him was impossible as all the men were teh same height and weight and build and in the same clothes. I stood there waiting for him to find me.

Bump...anyone....

My deployment had been long. If it hadn't been for the support of my mom I would have never made it. I couldn't wait to get back on American soil grab a beer and have a nice home cooked meal. Then set out to get my more carnal needs fulfilled.
I had shed almost 20 pounds from my already muscled physique. This made my jaw more pronounced and really ripped my abs. At just over 6 feet tall and 190 pounds I was a well chiseled specimen of the American soldier. Compliment my height and weight with my desert tan, blue eyes, and dark hair, I shouldn't have a problem relieving some pent up pressure.
I scanned the families until I saw my mom looking the other way. I decided to sneak around and grab her. I reached around her small waist, my forearm resting just below her firm bust, grabbed and lifted her off the ground. "Hi, mom!!!"

I squealed as my feet were thrown into the air as strong arms wrapped around my waist, and pushing my boobs so high up I was afraid they would pop out of my low cut top.

Several eyes turned our way as I squealed, and i saw eyes widen and breath quicken as the men saw me.

"You're home baby boy, you're home" I shouted. "Now put me down and let me hug you." i said laughing as my legs flopped about letting a few lucky soldiers get a nice upskirt view.

I set you down and take a step back as you turn to face me. My god you looked great! Maybe it was the 2 years in the desert, but you looked different.

When I saw the crowd turn to see who squeeled I realized the view they were getting and I grew a little jealous. Again must be the desert blues, I thought.

I wrap my arms around you and pull you in close. My tits are crushed against your chest, and you're amazed at how strong I am. You don't remember me being this strong as we hug and cry.

The lookey loos turn back to their own families. Even though some are still glancing at my legs and not just men. K start to kiss you all over your handsome face tears flowing because your home and safe.

All too soon the MP's are herding us onto the shuttle vans to ride pack to the parking lot. I take your hand and as we walk, i tell you "Tonight it's just us baby boy. A nice home cooked meal, and time alone with mommy. Tomorrow we have a bunch of your friends and some family coming over to welcome you home."

I feel you pressed against my chiseled chest. I inhale your perfume. It feels so good to be back at home with you. "That sounds really nice mom. What have you been up to the past couple of years? Is it just me or have you changed some?"

"I'm glad you noticed baby. Mommy has been working out. Getting a biut buff. Do you like? she poses for him showing off her biceps and leg muscles.

"I do mom! You look very good, I'm glad you are staying in shape." I run my eyes over her body, not just her arms and legs are looking toned. Her hem has ridden up her thigh as she flexed her legs for me. Her panties are only millimeters from coming into view.

I break my gaze away. "What else have you been up to mom?"

"Not much, just missing you and working." I say smiling at hime now that he's home. "So what would you like for dinner?" I ask as settle into a seat inthe shuttle van.

"Anything, homemade," I reply not wanting to be an imposition. "Have you been seeing anyone?"

"I see people everyday. Co-workers, clerks at stores, strangers on the street." she says trying to avoid talking about her love lofe around all these strangers.

"How about you any sexy woman you wanna tell mommy about?"

"Unfortunately, no. Remember I've been in a sandbox with 2000 other men for 2 years..." I say with a laugh. "Order of business number 2 after home cooked meal is meeting a lady." The shuttle bus comes to a stop in the family parking lot. The crowd of soldiers and family stand and push their way down the aisle and out the door.

We linger for a minute, you knowing I hate the chaos of crowds. "You ready?" I ask after things have thinned out.

"And there were no female medics or supply types or even woman assigned to your unit no that they can be in combat. Come on tell mommy who is she? I know my big boy. He wouldn't go two years without a female pleasing him." She whospers in his ear so no one can overhear their conversation.

"I wish, but no, you know I have standards? not even two years in the sand will change that."

Her eyes are laughing as she hugs his arm. "So no horizontal mambo in two years. Wow you must be so horny." she says.

The Van stops at the parking area and they quickly get off and load his gear into the trunk and start the drive home.

"Like you wouldn't believe!" he laughs. "So were all those other soldiers you were giving an eye full. You must've made 100 guys rock hard with the dress you are wearing."

"Well you know how all my girlfriends talk about you. Now your buddies will be talking about me the same way. Paybacks a bitch she says laughing as she starts her car and pulls out of the parking lot heading for the highway.

"All your girlfriends talk about me? Why don't you fix me up with one?" i exclaim without really thinking.

"Because a young stud like you shouldn't be tied down to an old broad. You should be getting pussy from girls your own age. Besides if I did, none of them have a hot son to hook me up with."

But older women are more experienced mom, maybe I'll set you up with one of my friends.... We pull into our driveway. I stay in the car and watch you get out. Lusting after my own mother as your dress rides up your thighs and you leave it. Shit she is hot. I think to myself before getting out and grabbing my bag.

I make sure to keep your ass in sight as we go into the house.

"One of your friends huh? Well there's a few that..." her face flushes as she realizes she's about to tell him that she's masturbated, more than once, to his friends and their hard young bodies. Not something she should tell her son.

"Okay this iis getting a bit uncomfortable." she says entering the kitchen, "Why don't you go get changed, and I can start dinner."

There's a few that? what? mom? you fantasize about? I tease. Doesn't matter they can't have you anyway. He says with a bit of protection. I'll be back down in a few. I run upstairs and unlace my boots, kicking them off, then my BDU's fall to the floor revealing my tented black boxer briefs.

I unbutton my shirt and leave my tshirt in place. "I've got a couple minutes" I think to myself nudging my hard on. "But what do I use for inspiration?" I ask myself darting into the upstairs bathroom.

I shake my head chuckling as he stormed up the stairs sounding like a platoon of soliders charging the enemy. How I missed that sound. I start pulling out the ingredients for one of his favorite meals. I start prepping as I hear him walk down the hall to the bathroom.

My mind suddenly pictures him naked in the shower and my knees go weak, forcing me to grab teh counter to stay upright. "What the fuck is wrong with you girl' I chide myself, 'he's your son, not your lover.' as I take a few deep breaths, and a sip of cooking sherry, to calm myself.

I see a pair of your panties laying in the corner of the bathroom. At least I assume they are yours. I forgot how thin the walls were and don't even bother turning the shower on to cover any workings. "God those are your mother's" my mind chastises. "I don't see anything else and we need release before we pull them off her!" was the argument playing out.

I Sit on the stool and pull my briefs down to my midthighs. My seven inch cock is already erect before I lift the gussett of your lace bikini panties to my nose. "Sweet all over." I think as I close my eyes and imagine these below your skirt.