Defending Mom

[SEVERUSMAX]

Henry Sinclair was just out of law school, had passed his bar exam with flying colors, and ironically had a job lined up with the District Attorney's Office when a major blow hit him.....his mother, Kelly Kirkpatrick (reverted to maiden name after last divorce), aged 43, was in jail.....again.

Henry already knew that he had to defend her, but where would he stay in the meantime? He was living in a motel because he had just moved out of his ex-girlfriend's apartment and resigned his job as a clerk for the District Attorney (again, another connection to the DA which conflicted with his family).....

But now he had his mother to defend. He had to do it. Thankfully, he still had savings left over from when Grandpa had left him a bequest in his will....otherwise, he might have to live with Mom....and she would really have a guilt trip to use.

So, yes, he had to defend Mom....but it wouldn't be easy. This was her 8th drunk and disorderly and she could get a jail sentence this time. Breaking up with her 4th husband in 18 years hadn't been easy on her at all....Mom had become an alcoholic....no, scratch that, alcoholics went to meetings. She was a lush, a drunk.

But first he had to post bond for her, or she would still be in jail, so he went to do so.

Now he had to face as she was released. He didn't want to charge her for his services, but he had to survive, especially if he didn't have that job yet.

"Mom, what the hell happened this time?" he asked her, frustrated....as always, she was rudderless.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Kelly Kirkpatrick/Henry Sinclair

Kelly sighed as she heard her son ask her, rather sharply and sternly, "Mom, what the hell happened this time?"

The weight of her failed motherhood now really hung around her shoulders. Not only was she an awful wife, she was a horrible mother as well. Her son seemed to resent even having to speak to her. There was a chill between them, a sense of injury and bitterness as well, in her son's voice as he spoke to her. He also seemed to have some contempt for her and that was a crushing realization....she was never going to be close to her boy, again....no, her man now. Her son was a man now, at 25 years of age, and he seemed to want nothing to do with her.

Well, she was a drunk and her drinking just got worse over time, so could she really blame him? Then again, how could he blame her.....her life had passed her by and she had nothing to show for but a cold fish of a lawyer son....a man set to become a prosecutor, of all things! A young man devoid of fun, of passion, of happiness, or so it seemed....but then, he felt himself the parent and her the child, not vice versa. That had to be an awful burden for a guy his age. Sure, he had grown up early...he had no choice to.

"Henry.....it is all so hazy. Sorry, son. I.....have really fucked it up, this time, haven't I?" Kelly began to cry openly in front of her son.

"Yes, Mom, you have. I will have my work cut out for me, keeping you out of jail. A plea and throwing yourself on the mercy of the court seem to be your best bet here. The judge is likely to throw the book at you, otherwise. There there is the matter of your fee. Not sure what I can in good conscience charge my own mother, but, damn, Mom, this might cost me my new position with the DA's office! What am I going to do for bills in the meantime?"

"Move in with me, then. Move back in with your mother, please. It's the least that I can do for you, I beg you. Let me pay you back by doing things for you. Rubbing your feet when they're sore. Giving you tips on how to date girls. Cooking for you....remember, I'm not such a drunk that I've forgotten how to cook."

"Why should I do that? So you can try to boss me around, when you're in need of someone keeping you in line?" Henry asked sternly.

"No...I get that. So keep me in line. Be the man of the house. Make me take good care of you. Make me cut back on the drinking, even quit completely if you want me to....I can't promise that it will be easy, though. With you around, sweetie, it would be so much easier for me to toe the line. If I do go to jail, you can still stay at home and keep it together so that it doesn't fall apart before I get out. Please....I know that I have no right to ask this of you, but I am begging you to let be good to you...let me make it up to you for all of the times that I let you down as a mother," Kelly plead with Henry.

"Okay. Most guys would object because they want to date seriously, but fuck that. I know, I know, cussing and all, but you just cussed and I'm a grown man now. Face it, I have no interest in taking on two irresponsible women, a wife and a mother to boot! I like fucking a strange woman now and then, but I don't want to get married. Not after your misadventures. You've cheated on how many husbands now while three sheets to the wind? You're all good and loyal until you get plenty of tequila and those panties of yours drop to the ground. I've seen it, Mom. You didn't hide it well from me at all.

"So, sure. I'm responsible for you, anyway, and you're likely to be in my custody for a while, so might as well be able to keep my eye on you. But from now on, Mom, things are gonna change. You're not the boss anymore. I am. No more rowdy drunken nights, at least for a year. We'll take it under advisement after that, but give it a year and see how it goes. You need to sober up. If I want to have a beer or a shot of whiskey and you ask me for one, that's fine, but that's the sum total of your drinking. If you do drink, you'll do it at home, where your son can cut you off.

"Oh, and you had better keep a clean house, cook those meals, and hold down a part-time job for a change. Not full-time, given your duties as a domestic goddess, but still, you get the idea. Something to keep you from getting bored and in trouble. Oh, and take better care of yourself, Mom. When people see you with me, I want them to assume that you're my wife, not my mother. At this rate, they'll think that you're my grandma. You're a looker, Mom, but that will change if you don't shape up. No more tobacco, either. Stop that smoking. It ages the skin and smells horrible. Work out within reason. No crazy diets, though. I don't mind the padding, just want your cardios good. Stave off diabetes, heart disease, and high blood pressure.

"Do we have a deal, Mom?" Henry asked her, curious to gauge her reaction.

"Okay, but I have one issue or concern," Kelly asked him.

"What is that?" Henry wondered.

"Sex. Sorry, son, but I need it badly. I'm in my sexual prime. A woman my age needs sex like men who are yours. So....I was thinking that if you're going to basically keep me as your housewife, can you and I....you know.....fuck?" Kelly finally spat it out.

Henry nearly fainted as he heard that bit.....

"Mom, have you completely lost your mind? That's incest! That's illegal and wrong!"

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Kelly Kirkpatrick/Henry Sinclair

Kelly just plain laughed at that part, "Oh, Henry, don't be a stick in the mud....you've had all of the negative of dealing with my slutty, drunken ways as a son, and even you must admit that you enjoyed watching me fuck those men. Yes, I can tell from your body language, your facial expression as you reminded me of that....and the bulge in your pants. A nice.....healthy bulge, too. I'm impressed. None of my husbands were that....equipped. Face it, son....I owe to you, and I'm going to give it to you.

"Don't say a thing yet. You've gotten me out of jail. Let's go home, but Mama's gonna make it all better....."

"You're not entirely sober yet, are you, Mom? This is one of your crazy ideas again. Well, forget it, Mom....it won't happen," Henry started...before his mother put her finger to his lips.

"Shhh....sweetie. You can boss me around all you like, but at the end of the day, I'm your mother, and I will give my son some TLC."

"Oh, damn, Mom, you've completely lost it....did you get these ideas from hookers in the drunk tank?" Henry was stunned as they pulled into her place.

"You'll see, honey. But it will happen. Look, I have wronged you and I deserve to be punished. So take it out on me with your body. Please, let me do this....you know that you want me and I want you....if I am to be your housewife....your words, not mine, then I should act like it....that means fucking. Make no mistake, son....I fully mean to be your wife, and I will be."

"My wife? Mom, have you gone stark, raving mad?" Henry protested as his mother did the unthinkable and unzipped his pants right inside the front door.

His protest went silent with shock as Kelly dove straight for the Big D....her favorite pastime....her calling card with a man....her love of the taste of a man's cock and balls. It wasn't just booze that she loved to drink.

Henry gasped, trying to steady himself and figure out how to extract his cock from his own mother's mouth, but unable to do so due to the force and determination of her lips and tongue.....and damn, that traitorous dick was betraying him entirely....enjoying Kelly's warm mouth.....fighting back the urge to cum...

"Oh, damn it, Mom......!"

"No shop talk yet. No talk of jail or courts. No talk of worries or fears.....no talk of morals. You might be the boss now, but only with my surrender, and these are my terms. I'm gonna drain your balls and gulp down your seed for dessert. That hard cock looks like it hurts, and Mommy just wants kiss the hurt away...."

Henry fought the impulse to cum right then, but he lost the fight when he saw the look in his mother's eyes....full of worship.....adoration....the look that said that he was her hero and she would never neglect or hurt him again....the look that said she was his....and only a fool would turn that down...Mama didn't raise raise no fool, after all.....

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Kelly Kirkpatrick/Henry Sinclair

Pretty soon, Henry was engaged in fucking his mother's face, actively letting out his aggression, his frustration with her for all of those years of how she had treated him and how she had embarrassed him....all those times that he had to bail her out with his hard-earned money....and now, now....she was facing the music...now she was taking her punishment, welcoming it, even, to make amends to her son.

For Kelly, this was a perfect occasion, the moment that she had craved for years. Her secret lust for Henry, every time flaunting her brazen sexuality at him while drunk, passing hints to him that he didn't take, but now, no one could deny that she desired him. Her son...she was no longer seeing him as the hard-ass prick that he had been to her lately (though frankly, she could see why), but as the hard cock that brought her pleasure through her mouth.

He was her hero, her god, her savior, and she was going to make him know how much she loved him now. No more upsetting and hurting her Henry....her tears moistened with tears, but her pussy with her juices as she creamed her panties while sucking him. Oh, God, this cock was wonderful....this was the cock that had made it worth biding her time....the cock that she dreamed of during the last two failed marriages, his the face that she saw even as she fucked around on her two husbands.....she grabbed those men, yes, but they were surrogates for Henry, the one guy that she couldn't have. The husbands themselves were nothing more than stand-ins, though she didn't realize it fully at the time.

Finally, however, Henry came, no warning, he just came and the look on Kelly's face was one of bliss...she had brought her son to orgasm with her mouth...she had worshiped his cock and brought him pleasure. She was finally the mother that he deserved.....and she was determined to stay that way. If Henry wanted her to play the housewife, she happily would.....and when he was rich enough not to need the extra income, she would stay home all day and keep the house ready for him, jilling off when bored, or perhaps, just perhaps....yes, had to find ways to excite him, and she had plenty of those. Her husbands had dropped her for drinking and cheating, but she had never denied them sex or failed to be a creative lover.

The greatest surprise, both to Henry and to Kelly, was what urge Henry had suddenly, to pull Kelly up from her knees and French kiss her, his tongue tasting his own salty deposit in her mouth as it tangled with hers, her body tingling and excited with the realization that she belonged to him now. She would do things to blow his mind, make it up to him....he would be so glad that he took her, made her his, insisted upon her becoming his housewife.

He already was.....he didn't need to find Ms. Right....she wasn't perfect, but she was right there all along, ironically the very woman who had once soured him on marriage....of course, there were some things that she needed to understand, but he was sure that she would. Deep down, she was a slut and he would use that to make their life....their marriage, not perfect, but healthy and happy indeed.

"Mom, I love you," he told her at last, his mouth melting into hers.

"I love you, too, son. Do you want to keep calling me Mom or do you want to call me Kelly? I'll take on whatever name you want. Hell, you can call me slut if you wish. I'll answer to that, too. I am a slut....your slut," Kelly told her son.

"I like it better calling you Mom. That just makes it hotter. Let people think that I live with my mother....I do, but then if their mothers were like you, so would they. I am breaking the law, but who gives a fuck? This is the kiss of death to my being a prosecutor, I know, but I'll make more as a defense attorney. Then you can stay home and be a domestic goddess like you should be. Just try to keep the drinking and partying down, cool it a bit, especially until you're out of the woods legally.

"This has to be our secret, however.....and frankly, you know as I do that I am no more capable of fidelity than you are. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. In fact, people would get suspicious if neither of us fucked around. So, here is the deal. You're right. I do find it a turn-on to watch men fuck you. I think that you would be turned-on by watching women fuck me, wouldn't you? Even finding women for me, as it happens.

"So keep a lid on the jealousy, keep it under control, find women for me to fuck, hell, you can join in....do that and you can fuck the pool boy or the handyman for all I care. I'm a busy man...it would save me a lot of time, energy, and stress if you found me ladies that are agreeable to flings and such. You want to be a slut....well, that's fine, as long as you remember that you're my slut.

"And do more of it here, where you're safer, not at parties and clubs. You want to do threesomes? Find women who won't talk about the incest to outsiders. Or fuck a married couple that are friends of yours if you wish. Just don't forget me and your duties to me."

Henry gazed at Kelly with both love and lust, and she broke into a smile, her tears streaming down her face as her pussy glistened with her cum. She would get to be a slut after all...her son's slut, and he wouldn't get mad, wouldn't leave her....asked only that she didn't neglect him and that she find women for him to fuck....oh, she would feel some jealousy, but more excitement to overcome that...these were the things that she offered her jilted husbands more than once, both before and after being caught, part of her hoping to fuck them and her son as well.....and a few times, wanting a sexy stepson or two as well. If he could push past his jealousy to find more pleasure for her, she could do so for him.

"I accept....stud. You'll be swimming in pussy before you know it. Ass, too....I'll gladly give up the booty for my son. Henry, you have done so much for me....and you still are. I'm truly sorry for how I treated you before, but I will treat you better from now on, I swear. You have made me so happy right now. This is right, isn't it? Wrong, yes? Illegal, sure. But still right. It feels right. It feels....like....coming home, doesn't it? Yes, come home to Mama," Kelly said, pushing back her blonde, wavy hair as she kissed him again.

"And you'll seriously cut down on the wild parties and such?" Henry reminded her.

"Yes, honey...the only parties that I need will be right here. Mostly just you and me, but now and then a girlfriend to fuck us both. You don't mind a lot of cougars, do you? I know plenty of women my age, but a lot fewer who are yours. I'll find younger women, too, of course, but it will be easiest to line up the cougars for your Big D," Kelly urged him.

"Big D? Is that what you call it?" Henry was surprised at her rather trashy euphemism for it, "and I would love some cougars, just like you. If I don't mind you, I won't mind them, either."

"In your case, it fits....and God does it ever fit, come on, baby....Mama needs some lovin'....please, fuck me hard, right here, right now...I can feel your cock stiffen again. Take me....make love to your mother...push my panties down to my ankles and fuck me on the hardwood floor," Kelly was eager to fulfill an old fantasy of hers.

"Mother may I!" Henry punned.

"Please do....if you're going to be a motherfucking lawyer, it's time to fuck your mother," Kelly said, as Henry hiked up her miniskirt and her panties down..., "and yes, that cock of yours is the biggest D I have ever seen....and that's saying a lot."

"Mom, I love you, but shut up and take your fucking like a big girl," Henry commanded, taking charge again as he pulled her hair and began pumping in her sweet pussy....warm, wet, and welcoming....they were on the hardwood floor and he was ramming her balls deep....he was taking her at last...

He really had come home and now he was the man of the house....now he was home for good with his sweet mother as his wife....the law might not recognize it, but right now even a lawyer like Henry had to think....screw the law...this woman was made for me. She's mine....the best MILF of all.