A Mother's Love Never Dies

bylovecraft68©

Author's note: Well with a name like mine how could I possibly not conjure up something for a Halloween contest? Well nothing's changed and in my quest to try to do something a little different, I've decided to shy away from dark and evil(I did enough of that in SWB) and go with something a little more playful, a little something more in the vein of a good old fashioned Trick or Treat. As to what that means, I hope this story will be considered a treat despite the little bit of a trick that occurs. Enjoy Lovecraft68

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I stood outside of my mother's bedroom and took a deep breath. This was it. After two years of keeping my feelings secret, I was going to Mom how I felt. I hesitated then moving quickly before I lost my nerve yet again, I knocked.

"Come on in Trevor!" she called out.

I grabbed the knob and as I turned it, noticed my hand was trembling. Pushing the door open, I entered the room that if all went well I would soon be sharing with my heart's desire. Mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, her feet on a towel as she painted her toe nails. I caught my breath when I saw that her legs being bent had caused the back of her robe to fall away. I stared at the backs of her white creamy thighs and felt a stirring between my legs when I saw the thin strip of her black panties.

Mom glanced down and blushing, said, "Oh, I'm sorry honey!"

She quickly dropped her feet to the floor and lifting her hips pulled her robe down over knees. I wanted to tell her not to be, that I loved seeing her beautiful body, but instead walked slowly over to her.

"C...can I talk to you Mom?" I asked softly.

"Of course," she flashed me her trademark crooked smile, the left side of her mouth curling up a little more than the right. That smiled was also the one that always caused her green eyes to light up, "But I thought you were going out tonight."

"I...I'd rather be home with you." I said in a weak attempt to try to steer the conversation my way.

"That's sweet," she laughed, "But honey, a good looking twenty year old boy like you should be out with the girls having some fun, not home with your boring old mother. What's that little cutie Amber up to tonight?

"You're not boring Mom," I told her dodging the topic of the girl mom thought I should be dating, " and I...I think you're beautiful."

"Thank you honey!" she smiled, then pursed her lips and cocked her head, "Hey, you looking for something from me, with all this flattery?"

"I...I am." I nodded, "I...I do need something from you, mom."

"Well here," Mom patted the bed next to her, "Sit down hon, you know I'll always give you anything you need."

Oh, I hoped that was true, I thought as I sat down next to her, especially because her robe was tied loosely and I got a good look at the tops of her large tits. I'd fondled and sucked on those tits in my dreams since I'd accidently seen her and my father having sex on the deck when they thought I wasn't home. The look of ecstasy on my mother's face as my father's tongue was buried between her legs was forever ingrained in my mind. She looked so beautiful! Her long black hair spread out behind her head, her red lips parted and her eyes rolled back as she moaned my dad's name. Seeing I was named after him, that had turned me on even more as I imagined it was me she was calling out to.

Even better was watching mom return the favor, lying across my father's stomach and taking his cock between her soft full lips. She'd pressed his cock between her tits and was slowly bobbing her head. The window I was watching through was open and I could hear not only dad's moans as she pleased him, but Mom was moaning as well. Mom's moans were soft and the look on her face told me that she was turned on simply by making him feel good.

Mom had then rolled over and begun riding him. I'd been hard and unable to help it, had pulled my cock from my pants and stroked it as I watched mom put her arms over her head and make a show of sliding her hips across his cock. Mom's tits were bouncing and again she had that look of pure pleasure on her face. They rolled over and dad began fucking her hard and fast. Mom had wrapped her legs around his waist and called his name over and over as he drove deep inside her.

Dad cried out and Mom moaned as he came inside her. When he was done he lay on top of her and kissed her softly. Mom told him that she loved him and how no other man could ever make her feel as beautiful as he did.

"Honey?" Mom cut into my thoughts.

I looked up at her and felt myself blush when she looked down and immediately pulled her robe tighter.

"Were you..." she paused then caused my stomach to lurch, "Staring at my tits Trevor?"

"I uh...."

I swallowed hard and looked away. My gaze fell upon the picture of Mom and Dad with me at my high school graduation. I felt a pang of sadness looking at it. My father died of a massive heart attack a month after that picture was taken. It was right after he passed that I realized there was one other man who could treat my mother the way she deserved, me. Mom had gone on a few dates since dad died, but never more than one with the same guy. She would always shrug and say when she met the one she was meant to be with, she would know.

Well I knew who that person was and it was me. I was the man who would be able to love and satisfy her in every way and tonight I was going to tell her that.

"Trevor!" she snapped.

I was doing it again and when I focused on her she looked concerned.

"You okay honey?"

"I...yeah, I just miss dad." I felt bad saying that as I was hoping to get her thinking about how she missed a man in her life.

"I do too." She said looking longingly at the picture. "I...I'm lonely Trevor, but I...I just compare every man to him and I'm not going to find it."

She sighed, then turned to face me, "You didn't answer me Trevor."

"Oh?' I asked nervously, "I...I forgot what...."

"I asked you if you were staring at my tits."

"I...why...why would I be..."

"So you weren't looking?" Mom asked, then shrugged, "Seemed like you were." she then burst out laughing; "Jeez I'm getting so pathetic I'm looking for attention anywhere I can get it!"

"I was looking, Mom." I said quickly.

She stopped laughing, "You were? Trevor, I'm your mother."

"I know, but mom, you..." The moment was here and a surprising calm came over me. Reaching out I took her hand in mine and whispered, "You're the most beautiful and desirable woman I've ever seen."

Mom looked at her hand in mine, but didn't move it. She looked like she was going to speak, but I quickly continued,

"I...I love you Mom."

"I love you to honey," she said softly.

"No," I shook my head and lifting her hand gently kissed the back of it. "I really love you mom! I...I want to love you in every way I want to..." I swallowed and laid it all on the line. "I want to love you the way dad did; I want to be with you Mom. I want to make you happy."

Mom looked down at our hands again and I held my breath as I prepared to hear her start telling me I was sick and needed help. Instead Mom turned our hands over and kissed mine. A thrill went through me at the feeling of her soft lips on my skin. Mom looked up at me and I saw her gorgeous green eyes were moist with tears.

'I...I'm sorry mom!" I said, "I didn't mean to upset you!"

I tried to pull my hand away, but she placed her other hand over it.

"Oh, honey, I'm not upset at all!"

"You're not?"

Mom gave me a sweet smile and leaning over whispered in my ear, "I want you to baby, I...I've been thinking about us, but I know it's wrong."

"I know it is." I said disappointedly, "But I...I wanted you to..."

"But," she continued in my ear, "If we both feel that way and we both want to be good to each other, why shouldn't we? I...I'm so lonely baby, please be with me."

"Really? I...oh."

I stopped speaking when Mom's lips pressed softly to my neck and letting my hand go, slid her arms around my shoulders. She turned her head to face me and her eyes staring into mine, whispered the four words I'd been longing to hear, "I love you Trevor."

Her lips parted and my heart racing I leaned in and kissed her. Mom sighed as our lips met and I moaned in my throat as she worked her soft flesh against mine. She pulled me closer to her and I gasped when her tongue slipped out and began to tease across my lips. I opened my mouth, allowing her tongue to enter it and play across mine. My nose was full of the scent of her Angel perfume and I felt my cock swelling between my legs. Bringing my hands up, I encircled her waist.

The kiss picked up intensity, our lips sliding across each other and our tongues dancing in and out of our mouths. I began sliding my hands up until they were just below her breasts and hesitated. Mom broke the kiss and leaning back smiled and pulled the tie of her robe, causing it to fall open.

"You want these baby?"

"Oh, yes." I murmured.

Mom's tits were as gorgeous as I remembered them from the night on the deck. They were large, perfectly shaped and despite their size still high and firm. Her rose colored nipples were hard and as I sat there staring like a fool, Mom took my wrists and slid my hands over her tits. I moaned and began fondling them. They were surprisingly heavy, but soft to the touch and I could feel her nipples poking into the palms of my hands.

"There you baby," She purred in my ear, "They're all yours."

Her words spurred me out of my stupor and holding her tits up, I leaned forward and eagerly took her nipple into my mouth. Mom moaned softly and her fingers began running through my hair while I tongued first one nipple then the other. Taking my face in her hands, Mom lifted my head from her tits and after giving me a soft kiss stood up and turning to face me, let her robe fall to the floor.

"Oh mom," I whispered, "You're perfect."

Mom raised her hands over her head and my eyes took in the sight of her all but naked body. Her legs were long and well shaped and her hips had a delightful curve to them. Then of course there were those amazing tits! Mom giggled like a young girl and turning around showed me her full round ass in the skimpy black lace panties she was wearing. Turning back around she asked, "Yeah baby, not bad for an old lady?"

"Not bad for any lady." I said smiling.

"Oh, you're smooth," she giggled again then reaching down grabbed my cock through my pants. "And so hard!" Mom licked her lips and with a smile that sent my heart racing sank to her knees between my legs.

I watched my body trembling in anticipation as Mom unsnapped my jeans and pulling down my zipper tugged hard. I lifted my hips and Mom pulled my both my pants and underwear down, causing my aching cock to spring free.

"Look at that." She licked her lips and taking my cock in her hand smiled up at me. "Honey, you're mom is going to be so good to you!"

She lowered her head and opening her mouth, slowly took the head of my cock between her lips and...

The alarm clock went off next to my head, causing me to sit up gasping and cursing. Reaching out I angrily slammed my hand down on it and succeeded not only in shutting it off, but cracking the plastic cover. Laying back down I groaned at the feeling of the sheet sliding across my bare hard cock. I kicked the sheet off to stare at my dripping dick and reached for it.

"Don't do it." I whispered.

Even as I said it, I knew not only was I going to stroke my aching cock, but what I would be thinking of. With a sigh that held a mixture of desire and frustration in it, I grabbed my cock and began pumping it. I closed my eyes as envisioned how that night with my mother would have progressed. In rapid succession the images flashed through my mind. Mom would wrap her full luscious lips around my cock and begin bobbing her head, taking me deep into her inviting mouth, her green eyes staring up at me the entire time.

In a flash our positions reversed and mom was on her back moaning and squirming while my tongue probed the forbidden flesh of her pussy. Again the scene changed and Mom was on her knees, her ass in the air as, with my hands squeezing g her hips, fucked her hard and fast. The image changed one last time and mom and I were making love. She was on her back with her arms and legs wrapped around me, drawing her deeper into her hot flesh. My arms were under her and I was kissing her neck as she moaned my name in her ear.

I began moaning her name and called out that I loved her as my cock exploded inside her. Mom groaned that she loved me as well as she lay there having her pussy filled with her son's cum. I cried out as my real life cock erupted sending a long jet of cum across my stomach. I pumped it furiously sending several more spurts of cum along my stomach and thighs before I let it go and slumped down into my pillow gasping.

I remained still and waited for my heart to stop racing. When it no longer felt as if it were going to pop out of my chest, I rubbed at my eyes and sighed disgustedly at the feeling of my cum dripping down my thighs.. The same goddamn dream again. I'd been having it two to three times a week for a year now and the last couple of weeks it had been every night. The dream ended at the same point all the time. It never stopped before mom sank to her knees, but never went further. I shouldn't be surprised that it was coming more frequently after all today was Halloween the holiday that would be forever cursed by me as it was this day a year ago that...

I forced my mind to stop that train of thought and sitting up grabbed the tissues from my nightstand to wipe the cum from my stomach. I stopped when I was confronted with the picture of my mother on the night stand. It was close up of her face and I stared longingly into her green eyes. I'd inherited those eyes and had many girls, especially Amber, tell me many times how amazing they were. I also sported her thick black hair and in the picture hers had been curled and framed her face beautifully. Mom was smiling that big smile of hers, the one I could never see without smiling back.

Except for now, I thought as I felt the tears coming. The tears were the last part of my all too familiar routine and instead of my stomach I brought a tissue to my eyes and wiped at them.

"I miss you mom," I whispered to the picture, swallowing back the sob that was rising in my throat I added, "I...I love you."

No longer able to contain it, a sob did burst from me and putting my head in my hands I began to cry pathetically. The reason the dream kept coming and always stopped before my mother and I consummated our love was because I had never confessed my feelings to her. For a year leading up to my father's death I had secretly desired her, but it was more a taboo fantasy than an emotional need. Then for two years after my father's death I had yearned to not just satisfy her body, but to quench the loneliness of her heart.

After dad's passing I had quickly fallen in love with my mother and whenever she tried to meet someone, wished her well outwardly, but inside prayed it wouldn't work. My selfish wishes came true as Mom never made it past a first date. I knew why, because I was meant to be her next lover, all I had to do was tell her my feelings. I couldn't count how many times I stood in front of her door, telling myself that I was going to go through with it.

Instead every time I would go back to my room, lie in my bed and play the conversation through my head and bitterly masturbate to the thought of the woman I felt I would never have. Those bitter feelings soon became a much more bitter reality. Last year on Halloween, while on her way home from a party, Mom's tire blew out and unable to control the car she had crashed head on into a tree. The police officer who broke the news to me and my aunt said that she most likely died upon impact and didn't suffer.

Suffer was what I had done for the last year. Not just from the grief of losing my mother, but the burden of unrequited love. Mom had passed lonely and unhappy. Had I confessed my feelings to her and she had indeed felt the same way things would have been different. Maybe she would not have gone to that party, or the two of us would have gone and I would have driven or...

The tears subsiding, I lifted my head and shook it, physically trying to dispel those thoughts. I looked down at my cum splattered stomach and rolled my eyes, "You're a real loser Trevor, spanking it to your mother." Your dead mother to boot my mind added before I could stop it.

"Okay, enough." I said and deciding to just shower the sticky mess off myself got up to head into the shower.

I stopped and turning went back to the nightstand and feeling like an idiot, but doing it anyway performed my morning ritual. Picking up the picture of Mom I kissed her image and whispered, "Love you mom, thank you for taking care of me."

Heading into the bathroom I turned the water on in the shower and as I waited for it to heat up, thought that how even in death, Mom had taken care of me. Her life insurance had been over a hundred thousand dollars and although many twenty year olds would have pissed that away, there was no way I was going to disappoint my mother and not graduate. I used half the money to pay my last two years of school and bought a fairly new, but sensible car.

Knowing there was no way I could stay in the condo Mom and I had lived in, I'd found the small three room apartment near campus and paid a year's rent in advance. Mom hadn't raised me to be lazy and I kept my job at Barnes and Noble so still had money in the bank in case anything came up. Stepping into the shower I thought that by most guys my age's standards I had it pretty good; School paid for, decent place to live, enough money not to worry. I knew I should be happy, but what I felt was the same loneliness mom had.

Despite the fact that like my mother, I was attractive enough to have no shortage of candidates if I wanted to date, but couldn't get close to anyone. As if picking up where Mom left off, I'd been on quite a few dates, but never more than a couple with the same girl and they generally ended with me dropping them off. My friends at school were always asking if I were nuts, I had my own place to bring the girls back to, but never did. Well, not never, a year ago I'd been so frustrated I had brought a girl from school named Tammy home.

Tammy was a pretty little blue eyed blonde whom, because she looked nothing like mom, I figured I might be okay with. In the end I didn't have a bad time with her, but during sex I kept seeing my mother in my mind. I pictured Tammy's blonde head in my lap as my mother's and even as we fucked kept hearing my mom's not Tammy's voice telling me to give it to her. Even when she spent the night and I lied there with my arm around her all I could think of was mom.

Like an asshole I never returned her calls. I knew that was wrong, but what was I going to tell her? Sorry, Tammy you're hot and all, but you're not my mom? Shutting the water off, I toweled off and going over to the sink quickly shaved. Looking in the mirror I remembered how mom told me I was wasting myself being alone before she passed. Little had she known she was the reason I avoided girls and apparently still was. I stared at my reflection and had to agree it was a waste; I wasn't conceited, but knew I was good looking and could have a girlfriend, hell Amber was all over me.

I finished shaving and had just gone back into the bedroom when the my cell rang. Picking it up, I had to smile, speaking of the devil it was Amber.

"Hey brown eyes." I answered.

"Hey hot stuff," she said, "What are you up to?"

"Oh, I don't know," I laughed, "Maybe seven and a half if she's hot."

"Ohh," she cooed into the phone, "So what would you be for me then?"

Shit! I did this all the time! I knew I had no real interest in Amber, not that she wasn't interesting, in fact Amber was very interesting, but sweet and I wouldn't hurt her with my issues. Yet I was so comfortable with her and couldn't help flirting. Proving I couldn't help myself, I blurted out, "For you? At least eight."

"Oh, I like that!" she giggled, "But I want a measurement!"

I laughed as well and realized that most of the time I did laugh these days was around Amber. I sat on the edge of the bed and as soon as my eyes landed on the picture of mom my smile faded. I couldn't do this. I'd never been able to tell mom how I felt and left her to be lonely, it would be wrong for me to move on and be with someone.

"So uh....what do you want?" I asked.

There was a pause and she sighed, "Well that was a not so subtle brush off, 'what do I want' thanks."

"I'm sorry." I said, meaning it, "It's just...you know what today is."

"Of course I do," she said softly, "Why do you think I called? I want to make sure you're all right."

That made me feel like a bigger asshole and after a brief pause I answered, "I....I appreciate it Amber, I didn't mean to sound like a jerk."

"It's okay Trevor. I know you're still having a hard time and today's going to be rough, hey are you coming to school today?"

"I have a class in the morning that I have a test in, but I'm skipping the rest."

"Hey, want to do lunch? My treat!"

"I...I don't think so."

"Come on, we can go to Friday's you like it there."

"I know, but...."

"You shouldn't be alone today Trevor, all you'll do is mope." She paused then added, "You know a lot of guys wouldn't mind lunch with a cute young girl, never mind she's paying."

A voice in the back of my mind was screaming at me to say yes. Go out, have some laughs, enjoy her company. The voice got louder and was accompanied by the image of Amber laying in my bed, her long dark hair fanned out on the pillow, her dark eyes staring up at me. I blinked and looking again at the picture of mom, said, "Sorry Amber, maybe another time."

"So much for eight inches, I can't even get lunch."

"I...I just can't today, don't be mad Amber I..."

"It's okay Trevor." She said quietly. "I'm the one that keeps pushing, but today I really just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I am." I lied, "Tell you what; I'll call you later so you know I'm still okay."

"If that's the best I'll get then that's better than nothing," she replied. "Hang in there Trevor, and like I've told you since your mom passed, I'm always here if you want to talk."

"I know."

"Trevor?"

"What is it Amber?"

"Your mom wouldn't want you to be alone; she'd want you to be happy."

"I don't deserve to be." I said and quickly hung up.

*****

"I'm sorry Mom," I said as I sat in front of the rose colored tombstone that marked my mother's final home. "I...I should have told you how I felt a long time ago, you should have gotten to know you weren't alone."

As I spoke I began putting the roses I had brought with me into the stone vases built into the sides of the tombstone. "Maybe if I'd told you, you'd still be here, things would have been so different, bet you wouldn't have even gone to that fucking party"

I frowned as I couldn't fit the last rose in either of the vases and laid it in my lap as I sat cross legged in front of the stone. I felt those damn tears starting again, but didn't try to fight the. If you couldn't cry on your mother's grave where could you? As I let my emotions have their way I reached out and idly traced the script engraved on the stone.

Jasmine Winters

April 10th 1968- October 31st 2011

Beloved wife and mother, you will be missed.

I turned my head and looked at Dad's grave where I had sat for the previous half hour. I always felt guilty when I visited my father. After all I had spent the last two years lusting after his wife. In my heart however, I always believed dad would understand and knew he wouldn't want mom alone either. I still felt bad though, especially because I missed mom so much more. Again I think he would know why, Mom and I were around when dad passed, he had never been lonely as mom had been or like I was now.

Wiping at my eyes I sighed, "I wish you knew how I felt mom, I....I wish I knew if you know now. I...I'd give anything to be able to tell you I loved you," I swallowed hard and continued, "Hell, I...if you had to go I just wish I could have said good bye, I..."

"Maybe you still can." A voice said from behind me.

I jerked around so hard I almost fell over, catching myself by getting a hand down on the damp grass, I looked up to see Amber standing not more than a couple of feet behind me.

"Jesus Christ!" I exclaimed, "Are you nuts? Sneaking up on someone in a cemetery?"

"What did you think I was a zombie?" Amber asked, and then making a show of rolling her eyes back moaned, "They're coming to get you Barbara!"

"Real funny." I said although I felt a smile creep across my face.

"Ha!" She laughed, "Got you to smile."

I nodded, "That you did."

Looking up at her, it wasn't just her crappy Night of the Living Dead imitation that caused me to smile, Amber, as always looked damn good. Her long brown hair was down and although she was wearing a sweater, it was only buttoned halfway and the black t-shirt beneath was low cut, showing off her ample chest. Despite the fact it was only in the low fifties, Amber was wearing a short black skirt, but the black boots she was sporting went up to her knees leaving just part of her legs visible. What I could see looked pretty damn good though and the boots had some damn high heels.

As she smiled down at me, I wondered what she would look like wearing just those boots. I realized I was staring and made it a point to bring my eyes up to her face and smiled again as I looked into her eyes. Amber had huge brown expressive eyes, doe eyes mom had called them. On that note I remembered when I'd first met Amber three years ago and she had come over a couple of times to study, mom had remarked on how pretty she was and for the next two years would ask me why the hell I wasn't asking her out. She'd sigh disgustedly and ask what I was waiting for; little did she know it was her I was waiting for.

"Up for a little company?" Amber cut into my thoughts.

"A little late to ask, isn't it?" I frowned as something occurred to me, "Were you listening to me long?"

Apparently taking my question as a yes, Amber sank down to her knees in front of me and looked away, "Yeah, I was standing here for a couple of minutes, I... I saw you were um, upset so I wanted to give you some time."

"How did you know I'd be here?" I asked.

"Where else would you go right after class on the anniversary?" she shrugged, "I'm sorry Trevor, I'm just worried about you that's all."

"It's okay." it really wasn't, but I'd already been an asshole to her once today and who the hell else did I have these days that cared about me?

"Thanks." Amber turned to face Mom's tombstone and bowing her head closed her eyes.

I took a moment to admire her soft features before lowering my gaze and checking out her rather firm looking features. Amber was leaning over and I caught just a glimpse of red lace beneath her t-shirt. I jerked my gaze away, upset at myself for looking at her on my mother's grave. Speaking of, I wondered how much Amber had heard. I hadn't said anything really inappropriate. Amber I'm sure would just take 'I love you mom' as just that, she didn't know I would have liked it to be in the carnal sense as well as the normal son's love for his mother.

With no one else to talk to I had told Amber how badly I missed my mother, but of course not in what way. I'd told her I felt guilty that she had spent her last couple of years alone and felt kind of responsible for it because I might have been why mom didn't want to move on and had never encouraged her to. It had felt good to talk about it even though it was only half truths. As always Amber had listened and tried to tell me it was okay. Her mother was a fortune teller and Amber claimed to have a gift to communicate with spirits and did card readings for the kids at school sometimes.

She told me where Mom was she knew everything in my heart and it would all be okay. I wanted to believe her, but first I didn't believe in that hocus pocus shit and Amber always told me Mom would want me to be happy and move on. That was always said with a sly smile and the batting of her long eyelashes. It was painfully obvious Amber was into me and a couple of friends at school wanted to know I why I wasn't getting into her. Sometimes I wondered that myself, but was afraid if I got close I would start thinking of mom and have a repeat of Tammy. Best for me to not lead her on, I didn't want to only go through the motions and there was only one woman I had longed to give my heart to.

Sensing movement I looked back to see Amber was now staring intently at Mom's grave. She turned towards me and said, "You know Trevor, you could have that chance to say goodbye."

"Yeah, how's that?"

"Through me." She tapped her chest. "You can come over my place tonight and I'll channel her."

"Again with that stuff?" I asked, rolling my eyes, "You know I don't believe that shit."

"Doesn't matter, what does matter is I have a gift and if you come into it really wanting to talk to your mom, she'll sense it and come."

"Amber please," I said, "I know you mean well, but card tricks and things like that are stupid."

"It's not stupid!" she snapped, "I do have the gift! I got it from my mom and I don't like you making fun of me!"

"Sorry." I sighed, "I don't want to hurt your feelings, but..."

"Then why do you do it all the time?"

She pushed her full lips out into a pout and putting her head down looked up at me with her big eyes through her lashes.

"Amber," I began

"I just want to help Trevor, please let me help?" keeping her head down she added, "It'll make me happy to try."

I looked at the pout and despite my reservations, began to smile again. I knew she was playing me with the lips and those eyes. As I continued to stare I saw her lips trembling and unable to keep it up anymore her pout started to turn into a smile and I laughed, "You goddamn faker!"

"Come on Trevor, what do you have to lose? I mean even if there is a little chance you could talk to your mom, wouldn't she be worth it?"

"That's not fair." I said.

"But it's true. You keep saying there are things you wished you told her, well if there are things she wanted to tell you, she'll sense you calling to her! And its Halloween; the night that families departed loved ones come home to them!"

I started to say forget it, but stopped. What if she was right? What if mom wanted to say goodbye to me as well? In front of me Amber was giving me another of her little fake pouts and with an exaggerated sigh, I nodded, "Okay, we'll try."

"Great!" she clapped her hands excitedly. "Be at my place around eight."

I frowned. Amber's place was a small three room apartment over her parent's garage. Because they liked still having her close, her folks never bothered her, even when it came to having guys over, saying she was twenty two and it was her life. I now found myself wondering if I was walking into a set up.

"I'll be there, but um...you know."

"Know what?"

"I...I'm coming over for that, not to uh..."

"Don't worry Trevor." She rolled her eyes at me, "I won't try to raise anything but a spirit."

Feeling like an asshole yet again, I looked down and saw I still had the last rose in my lap. Snapping most of the stem off, I leaned forward and slipped it into her hair.

"Here you go," I smiled, "Now you really look like a gypsy."

Amber blushed and after giving me a quick kiss on the cheek said, "I hope we talk to your mom tonight, I want to tell her what a sweet boy she raised!"

I gave her an awkward smile and wondered how sweet she would think I was if she knew how I really felt about my mother. Well guess it didn't matter, it wasn't like she would never know, no one would, including my mother.

*****

I arrived at Amber's just before eight and with a resigned sigh got out of the car. Since I'd seen her this morning I'd had the phone in my hand a dozen times to cancel. Not only would tonight be a waste of time, but I really wasn't sure I wanted to be alone with Amber. It was hard enough to brush her off over the phone or in public, but in her place? In the end I decided not to let her down, for some reason this meant something to her and she was too good of a friend not to give her a chance.

My unease grew when I walked along the side of the garage and noticed her parents weren't home. Not that they would have bothered us, but I would feel a little less like I was walking into Amber's version of trick or treat. She had left the door open for me and walking up the stairs, I could already smell the pungent aroma of incense. She really took this shit seriously. I knocked and a moment later Amber opened the door and I felt a sense of relief go through me.

Part of me had expected her to open the door wearing lingerie, but instead she was wearing a plain long black robe. I did notice the robe was rather low cut, showing the creamy tops of her tits, but otherwise she was mostly covered. The second thing I noticed besides her cleavage is she had the rose I had given her earlier in her hair.

"Thank you for coming!" she smiled and kissed my cheek, "I thought you'd back out."

"Now why would you think that?" I asked.

"Yeah, right." She laughed, then turned and gestured for me to follow her, "C'mon in."

We walked through the small kitchen and I saw that the robe wasn't as modest as I thought. It was slit up both sides almost to her damn hips and I couldn't but help look at her long legs and the swing of her ass as we went into her parlor. I also noted she was barefoot and wearing silver anklets. The parlor was lit by what had to be two dozen candles scattered about and the smell of incense was almost overwhelming. Amber walked over to the couch and sitting down, crossed her legs.

I did the best I could not to stare at her bare leg as she picked up a small crystal ball from the table.

"Where'd you get that, the Halloween store?" I asked.

"Don't be an asshole," she told me, "This belonged to my great grandmother, and it's very powerful."

"Really?" I looked more closely at it, "Jeez, I'm sorry."

Amber laughed, "Don't be, I bought it at a pawn shop last year, Mom says you have to have your own, so I had to start with something."

"Way to make me feel like an ass."

"You deserve it sometimes." She told me, and then pointed, "Take your coat off and relax."

I slipped my leather jacket off and Amber whistled, "Wow, that's a sharp shirt."

I looked down at the purple short sleeved polo shirt I was wearing.

"You said wear Mom's favorite color."

"Looks good on you." She nodded, "Then again, what doesn't?"

"Uh, yeah, anyway, so what do we do?"

"Did you bring something of your Mom's for me to wear?"

I nodded and reaching into the pocket of my jacket removed the purple silk scarf, mom wore tied around her neck when she wore her favorite dress. Amber took it and handed me the ball.

"Here rub this." She told me while tying the scarf around her neck.

I held the ball between my palms and began working it between them as if I were rubbing up a baseball. "This feels stupid." I told her.

"Really?" She asked, while lighting the two tall red candles on the coffee table in front of us. "I figured you liked playing with balls, it's not like you want anyone else to do it."

That wasn't true, I knew who I would love to be playing with my balls, but that was no longer an option. Amber cupped her hands together and put them out to me. I deposited the ball into them and she said, "Keep your hands on it."

"Yeah, sure."

"Don't be an ass, Trevor, at least try." She scolded me.

"Sorry."

"Now close your eyes and think of your mother. Think of how much you love her and think of something that you two did together that made you feel close to her."

Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I closed them and thought of mom. It was pretty easy to think of how much I loved and missed her, I'd been thinking of it every day for a year now.

"I'm calling to the spirit of our loved one." Amber said softly, "I am calling to Jasmine Winters on behalf of her son Trevor."

Oh, for God's sake, I thought as she continued in an exaggeratedly breathy voice.

"Tonight is the night the souls of the departed come to visit their loved ones. Tonight I have opened my home as well as my soul to Jasmine in hopes that she will visit."

I opened my eyes to see Amber's were closed. She had moved her leg so her feet were on the floor and our hands were in her lap. She had stopped speaking and was breathing slowly through her mouth. Her full lips were parted and I had to say she looked beautiful in the candlelight. I jumped as she shivered and gasped. Her eyes lids were trembling and my eyes narrowed as she shook her head, causing her hair to fall across her chest. I swore it looked darker, must be a trick of the candle light. I leaned closer and crinkled up my nose as I swore I had caught a whiff of Angel perfume.

Had there been some on the scarf, I wondered. I also wondered if Amber knew what Mom wore and was fucking with...

"You're not concentrating Trevor," she whispered, startling me out of my thoughts. "I...I can feel her Trevor, I really can, but she's not going to come to me, you need to focus on her, think about what you long to tell her."

Amber's eyes had remained closed and her voice had an eerie faraway sound to it, as if she weren't sitting two feet in front of me. I had to say, the girl had her act down pat, she should start setting up at the local fairs.

"I'm not a fraud." She whispered, causing my eyes to widen. "Now think of your mother or we'll lose her."

I obediently closed my eyes and started to think about what I missed most about mom. I envisioned those beautiful eyes and that amazing smile. I recalled how even when I was twenty she would give me a big hug and an affectionate kiss before she went to bed. I noticed the ball seemed to be getting warmer beneath my hands and Amber's breathing was getting louder. I resisted the urge to open my eyes and instead let myself relax and pictured Mom in that short robe she was always wearing in my dream, that little black one she would only wear in her room or when she thought I was asleep.

In my mind my dream began to play out. I entered the room and saw her with her legs up, her soft smooth thighs staring out at me. I approached her and in a flash she was in my arms, I was kissing her deeply and running my hands up and down her body. Amber gasped loudly and the ball was beginning to get uncomfortably hot. Still my mind stayed where it was, with me now pushing my mother onto her back on her bed. Somewhere in my mind I called out that this had never been in my dream.

Where the image was coming from I didn't care. It seemed so vivid and again I swore I caught the scent of Angel. I was starting to sweat and like Amber started to breath heavier. My vision continued as while Mom smiled up at me, I undid her robe and pulled it open to expose her full round breasts and soft curvy body. I was naked and as I leaned down, Mom put her arms around my shoulders and pulled me down to her soft lips. I kissed her gently and looking into her emerald gaze whispered, "I...I love you mom."

"I love you to," she replied.

"I...I miss you so much Mom, I...."

"And I miss you to my baby."

My eyes jerked open as I swore those words had come from outside of my mind. In front of me Amber was sweating heavily, her dark hair starting to stick to the sides of her face. Her chest was heaving and her skin was flushed from the heat. Her entire body was trembling and becoming worried I shook the ball in her hands.

"Amber?"

"Hmm-mm" she shook her head.

"Amber!" I snapped, "Are you..."

I stopped in mid sentence as she gasped and her eyes snapped open.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed, flinching back.

Amber's eyes were green.

"Now is that anyway to greet your mother?"

"Oh my god." I whispered that voice! It sounded just like...

"It is me honey." Amber said in mom's voice.

She smiled at me and my eyes widened as it wasn't Amber's smile, her lips seemed to spread wide and slightly higher on the left. Mom's crooked smile.

"M...mom?" I asked.

"In the flesh!" she exclaimed and letting the ball go, spread her arms out.

I caught the ball before it rolled off the couch and put it up on top of the couch. As I did, Mom brought her hands down and began rubbing them up and down her chest.

"And some young flesh at that." She purred as her hands lingered on her or more accurately Amber's tits.

She gave them a squeeze and laughed, "Ah, youth! These would stand up without a bra!"

"Mom, are you...how...how do you feel?" I asked, feeling like an idiot, but not knowing what else to say.

"Hmmm," taking her hand she put them on Amber's thighs and began caressing them, "I feel....twenty years younger!"

She began laughing and my heart leaped! Up until just now a part of me had thought this was a trick, Amber somehow screwing with me, maybe slipping in contacts when I had my eyes closed, but that laugh! This really was mom!

"Of course it is baby," she again gave me that endearing smile, "Your little girl friend Amber has quite the gift!" she looked down and whistled, "And quite the figure!" looking up she pointed at me, "Trevor why aren't you with this girl?"

"No I...oh, mom!"

I practically through myself forward and wrapped my arms around...mom! To me this wasn't Amber anymore, but the woman who I'd longed to hold every day for the last year.

"Oh, god I missed you!" I sobbed into her neck.

Mom hugged me back and I could feel her tears on my neck. "I... I missed you too baby! We never had a chance to say good bye!"

"I love you mom!" I told her.

Mom took my face in her hands and pushing my head back from her neck looked me in the eye and whispered, "I love you too Trevor, with all my heart."

Leaning in she kissed my cheek softly and with a sigh, sat back.

"I...I don't have a lot of time honey. I'm going to tell you two things, that I'm at peace, and that I want you to be happy honey, no more pining over me. When you called to me, I know it was because you have things you need to tell me and I'm here to hear them."

"I...I just miss you mom!" I said, fighting back the sob threatening to explode from my throat. "I...I don't feel like it's fair that..."

"Stop." Mom said, putting her finger to my lips. "I felt the same way when your dad died. I pined and felt guilty when I thought of being happy. I...I could have been happy Trevor and should have been, but I never told them how I felt and..." she trailed off, looking sad for the first time, "And then it was too late, don't make that mistake baby. I did what I could to take care of you, but now take care of yourself, be happy."

I nodded and when she didn't speak realized she was waiting for me to speak. I felt my heart began to beat faster. This was it; this was the second chance I never thought I would get.

"Mom, I...I need to tell you something."

Reaching out, Mom took my hands and pacing them on her thighs, put her hands over them.

"That's why I'm here honey, you can tell me anything."

I paused at the feeling of her soft firm skin under my palms, and then took a deep breath. My lungs filled with the scent of her perfume and looking into her eyes I felt overwhelmed with emotion and without the hesitation that had plagued me when she was alive, I said firmly.

"Mom, I love you."

"I know you do baby, I love you too." She smiled.

"No," I shook my head, "I...I mean I...I was in love with you."

"And I said I know baby," squeezing my hands she said softly, "I was in love you too Trevor."

"No, I..." I paused as her words sank in. "You...you knew?"

"I knew I was in love with you, yes." She nodded, "But I didn't know you felt the same way."

"Mom, I..." I began, but she continued with a faraway look in her amazing emerald eyes.

"I was more than just in love with you Trevor, I desired you. I wanted you so badly. I never thought anyone could be as good to me as your father was, but you were in any way I let you." She sighed and holding my hands began to rub them along the length of her warm thigh. "And oh, honey what I would have let you do!"

Those last words had come out in what could only be described as a moan and to my astonishment I felt my cock begin to stir between my legs as she went on.

"I thought of you every night Trevor, I lied in that big empty bed and longed for you to be there with me. I...I dreamt of you Trevor, of the things we would do, of how I would love you, of how I would please you." She gave me a sly smile that caused my cock to swell until it was bent painfully in my jeans, "And all the things you would do for me."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Why didn't you honey?" she asked, frowning. "Same reason, how would it sound? What if you didn't want me? You would think I was sick, I was afraid you would leave me and..." she shrugged, "Not like I could talk to anyone, 'so you see, I've been playing with my pussy thinking of my son and..." she put her hand sup, "Not really office cooler conversation."

Hearing her say she played with herself caused my now fully erect cock to twitch and looking away, I said quietly, "I wanted you too mom, in every way, I dreamt about, hell I still do, every night I..."

"Come into my room and tell me and I tell you and we enjoy each other." Mom nodded. "I know honey, I can see in your heart, and that's what called me here, not just your love for me as a son, but your desire for me as a woman."

"I...I guess better late than never." I sighed. "At least we know now." I put my head down, "I...I think I feel worse now knowing that we could have and..."

"We still can honey."

As my head snapped up, mom pulled my hands up along her sides and sliding them around her waist, slid over and pressing herself against me.

"I didn't just come here to tell you Trevor, I came here to show you. I can't stay long baby, but I can stay long enough for us to enjoy each other, the way we should have."

My answer was a low moan as Mom wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pressed her lips to mine. She kissed me gently at first and I was so overwhelmed, I was barely moving my lips. She didn't seem to mind as she began sliding her mouth across mine, teasing my lips with hers. She pulled me tightly to her and then caused me to gasp as her tongue darted out flicked lightly against my lips.

"Relax baby," she said softly, "Just let go and love your mother, the way she's always wanted you too."

Her words broke through my nervousness and opening my mouth I eagerly accepted her probing tongue and pressed my lips hard into hers. Mom groaned her approval and as our tongues darted across each other, I crushed her to me. I could feel her tits pressing into my chest and began sliding my hands up and down her back, caressing her through the thin material of the robe. I slipped my hand up long her neck and Mom sighed as I ran my fingers through her long hair. Mom was kissing harder now and I could feel the urgency in her lips as they devoured mine.

Her hands slid around and after squeezing my arms slipped between us. Her lips slid from mine and nuzzling her face against mine, she began kissing my neck. I turned my head and sighed as she started nibbling on my ear, her tongue playfully darting out along my neck. Her hands worked their way down my chest and grabbing my shirt, tugged it from my jeans. Still working her soft lips along my neck, Mom tugged on my shirt and I obediently raised my arms. Mom leaned back and sliding my shirt over my head tossed it aside.

"Oh, look at you." She cooed.

A shiver went through me as she began trailing her long nails up and down my skin. She flattened her hand out so she was now rubbing my chest and shoulders and sighed, "Honey, you feel so damn good!"

I started to answer, but gasped when her hand dropped into my lap and squeezed my cock through my jeans.

"Oh, baby," she laughed, "You do want your mother don't you?"

"Oh yes!" I groaned as her hand began rubbing along the length of my hard on.

Mom's lips found mine again and I felt her fingers fumbling with my jeans. I began kissing her harder, a feeling of anticipation running through me as I felt her tug my zipper down. I felt her hand slide into my underwear and released a long moan into her mouth, when her fingers wrapped around my throbbing dick.

"Hmm," she purred, "I love that you're so hard for me!"

I tried to reply, but she started slowly pumping my cock and I simply sighed in pleasure and sliding my hands around to the front of her robe reached for her tits. Mom releases my cock and catching my hands in hers pushed them down. She pulled away from me and standing up, grabbing the tie to the robe, pulled it so it opened enough to show more of her tits, then with a smile asked, "You want to see?"

"Yes, please."

"Oh, I did raise a polite young man didn't I?" she laughed, "But screw manners baby, tell your mother what you want."

"I...please show me mom."

"Show you what?" she teased, cupping her tits through the robe, "These?"

"Everything." I said softly

She paused and with an air of desperation I blurted out, "Please show me your tits mom! I...I've wanted them for so long!"

"Well I always did give you anything you wanted," she started to pull the robe open, then looking down, smiled, "Oh honey, your little friend had some plans for you tonight!"

"What do you....oh damn."

Mom had quickly untied the robe and tossed it off. Beneath the robe Amber was wearing a skimpy red lace bra that barely covered her nipples and a red thong that tied at her hips, with only a patch of lace between her legs.

"Damn is right!" Mom exclaimed, "This is going to be like taking a new car for a test drive!" reaching behind her, she unhooked the bra and slowly sliding the straps down her shoulders, playfully flipped it off, tossing it to the floor.

I licked my lips at the sight of her large firm tits. Her nipples were rose colored and pointing straight at me. I started to stand up, but stepping forward mom pushed me back onto the couch and swinging her leg over mine sat on my lap. Grabbing the back of my head, she literally shoved her tit in my face and I wasn't complaining. I eagerly opened my mouth and sucked her beautiful nipple into it.

"Oh yes!" Mom cried out, arching her back and shoving her tit deeper into my mouth, "Suck that tit, show me how bad you wanted it!"

I reached up and cupping her tits, removed my lips and started rubbing my thumbs across her nipples. Mom leaned down and began kissing me as I fondled her tits and I moaned when she began grinding her hips into my cock. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my shaft and unable to help it, started rocking my hips, pushing my yearning cock against the thin strip of material covering her pussy.

"That feels so good." She breathed in my ear, "God I can't wait to taste you!"

Damn that sounded good! I returned my lips to her nipples and Mom sighed contentedly as I switched back and forth, slowly tonguing each nipple while fondling the other.

"Hmmm, you like those tits honey?" she asked as she ran her fingers through my hair. "Sorry, they're not really mine, but," she giggled, "I think you're making out okay."

It hit me as I sucked her nipple deep into my mouth that I really was sucking Ambers tits as well as grinding my cock into her pussy, but what the hell, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. I released a pathetic sounding whimper when mom began bouncing up and down, rubbing my cock harder against her crotch, I could feel my cock getting wet and realized she was soaking through her panties. I began whimpering around her nipple while she started grinding harder on me and with a soft laugh, mom whispered, "Aw does my baby need some attention?"

"I...I need you, mom." I moaned, "I want you!"

"In time honey," she answered as she slid off my lap and onto her knees. "But I want it to last so how about, I give you what you've been dreaming about?"

Without waiting for my answer, Mom grabbed the sides of my jeans and pulled on them. I lifted my hips and she yanked them and my underwear down. My cock sprang free and as she tugged my jeans and shoes from my feet, Mom licked her lips, "Oh baby, you have such a nice fucking cock!"

Tossing my clothes to the side Mom slid between my legs and grabbing my aching dick gave the head a soft kiss before running her tongue around the rim of the head of my cock.

"Oh that looks so good." I breathed as my mother's eyes stared out at me from Amber's face while her tongue slid down the length of my shaft.

Mom trailed her soft wet flesh up the other side before causing me to moan by shoving the tip of her tongue into the list of my cock. She pulled her tongue back, taking a trail of my stick precum with it and made a show of slurping it into her mouth.

"Hmmm, you taste as sweet as I thought you would," she cooed. "I think I want more."

Mom placed her mouth over the head of my cock and slowly took me into it. I groaned at the feeling of her warm mouth sliding over my cock and watched her soft lips inch down my shaft. Mom stopped about halfway and began bobbing her head in a slow steady rhythm. I reached down and started running my hands through her hair as she started taking me deeper into her amazing mouth. Mom closed her eyes and began moaning softly as she worked my cock in and out of her mouth.

I could feel her tongue pressing tightly against my shaft as well as her soft lips sliding up and down. I could feel my legs starting to shake and dropping my hands down between us took her nipples between my fingers and started fondling them. Mom slipped my cock from her mouth and moaned, "That's it honey, they're all yours tonight."

Again any reply I had was lost in a sound of pleasure when she quickly ducked her head down and started licking my balls. I rolled my eyes back as mom began stroking my cock while her soft tongue continued to bathe my balls. I gasped when she switched from licking to sucking on them and began pumping my cock harder. I started rocking my hips and sliding her tongue along the length of my cock, mom opened wide and took me all the way down until I felt her lips touch the base of my shaft.

I groaned at the feeling of having my entire cock buried in her mouth and mom moaned as well. She started shaking her head back and forth and my hips twitched, thrusting my cock deeper. Mom began bobbing her head rapidly and unable to help it, I began pumping my hips harder, pushing my cock into her descending mouth.

"Hmmm-mmm" Mom encouraged, as she began sucking me even harder.

I was breathing hard and could feel myself getting close to cumming. Mom wrapped her hand around my shaft and started jerking me off while she blew me and I whimpered as the cum began to race through my cock. Mom reached up and lightly traced her nails across my balls and I cried out as my cock erupted in my mother's mouth. Mom continued to bob her head as my spurting cock drove repeatedly between her lips.

I was moaning continuously as my balls emptied and she was moaning just as loud, her green eyes rolled back in her head as her son filled her mouth with his cum.

I slumped back on the couch panting as my spent cock gave up its last few drops and slowly sliding me from her mouth, mom licked her lips and sighed, "Hmm, damn I forgot how much I loved sucking cock!"

Standing she turned around and bending over, made a show of shimmying out of the red thing. My breath hissed between my teeth as I took in her perfect ass and the sight of her bald pink pussy peeking out at me from between her thighs. Straightening, mom turned around and asked, "See something you want?"

"I've wanted it for a long time." I answered.

"Then come get it baby, follow me!"

She turned and walked into the door way that led into Amber's bedroom. I stood up and followed, my eyes locked onto her sweet ass as she slowly walked in front of me making a show of swinging her hips. When I entered her room I saw that Amber indeed had made some plans. Not only were there several candles lit in there as well, but there was a bottle of wine on the night stand and the covers were pulled down on her bed.

"Well isn't this sweet!" Mom exclaimed, pointing at a picture of Amber and I someone took at school on her nightstand. "Some one likes my little boy. But tonight's my night, isn't it baby?"

"Anything you want mom, "I whispered, transfixed by the sight of her or Amber's naked body.

"Anything huh?" sitting on the edge of the bed, she pointed at the floor in front of her. "Come over here and be a good boy and make your mother cum honey, I've waited a long time for you to do it."

I dropped to my knees so fast I winced in pain as they hit the floor. That pain was soon forgotten as lying on her back, mom slowly lifted her legs in the air and placing her soft feet on my shoulders, reached down and spread her pussy open.

"Honey, you don't know how many times I dreamt of looking down at your pretty face while you made me cum!"

I would have liked to have teased her a little, but there was no way I could hold back. Leaning in, I spread her lips further open and shoved my tongue deep inside her dripping pussy. Mom cried out as I swirled my tongue around inside her and I moaned at the taste of her sweet juices on my tongue. I started rocking my head back and forth, tongue fucking her and mom started moving her hips, shoving her pussy into my face. I slid my tongue from inside her and did manage to slow down as I worked my way through the soft wet folds of her smooth pussy.

"My clit honey," Mom moaned, "I need you to oh, right there!"

Mom's hips jerked as my tongue found her hard button and flicked across it. I began to trace slow circles around it and as mom moaned and squirmed in my face I gently slid two fingers inside her.

"Hmm, that feels....tight." she gasped as I began to slowly pump my fingers in and out while still teasing my tongue along her clit.

Mom sighed as I gently took her clit between my lips and started sucking it into my mouth in time with the thrusting of my fingers. I looked up to see she was playing with her nipples and smiled around her clit at how good she looked. Her eyes were closed and her full lips were parted. She was sighing softly from between those lips each time my fingers drove into her pussy. Her chest was heaving and her tits glistening with sweat. Her toes began curling into my shoulders and her hips started rocking harder into my fingers.

I could feel her thighs trembling against my face and her moans were becoming more like high pitched whimpers. I started sucking her clit harder and working my fingers faster as she began to moan, "Oh, right there Trevor! Oh, that's it baby, make me cum, oh yes!"

Her back arched and grabbing a handful of my hair she shoved my face against her pussy.

"Just a little more," she whimpered, "Just....oh fuck!"

Mom threw her head back and let out a long squeal as her pussy contracted around my fingers and her hips started bucking wildly. Lifting her legs, mom clamped her thighs around my face and I struggled to keep my tongue on her clit as she writhed and moaned beneath her son's eager tongue. Mom cried out again and I felt a gush of warm sticky fluid flow around my fingers and into my face. Mom dropped her feet from my shoulders and gasping, looked down at me and gave me a satisfied smile.

"That felt good honey, but you know what I need right now? Without waiting for an answer, she dropped her foot into my lap, sliding it along my once again hard cock "I need my good looking son to take his nice hard young cock and fuck me!"

I sprang to my feet so quickly I almost fell. Catching my balance by putting my hands on the bed, I started to climb up on it to get between her legs. Mom stopped me with her foot on my chest and said, "Right where you are Trevor," she put her other foot on my chest and spread her legs open "We've waited too long to take our time, give it to me!"

I had always imagined my mother and I being sweet and loving, but her words sent a thrill through me and years of pent up lust took over. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pushed my cock once though the length of her pussy, enjoying the silky feel of her wet lips, and then pressing the head of my cock against her entrance, slammed my hips forward. We both cried out as my cock drove deep inside her hot, wet and delightfully tight pussy.

"Oh fuck!" Mom cried out again as I began thrusting in and out of her. "Look at you finally taking your mother!" she moaned as I started to speed up and laughed, "And look at me letting you!"

It was my turn to gasp as she started thrusting her hips up, meeting my plunging cock and causing me to slam even harder into her warm inviting flesh.

"Oh honey!" she purred, "What the hell were we waiting for?"

I didn't respond, at the moment I was too consumed with the fact that I was finally where I longed to be, inside my mother. I slowed my hips down and began using long slow strokes. Mom released a long soft moan that told me she didn't mind and I stared, transfixed by the sight of my glistening cock sliding in and out of her smooth pink pussy. Amber's pink pussy, I thought, then laughed to myself at the thought that I really felt like I was fucking two women at once.

"Harder!" Mom called out, "I didn't come to here to romanced! Fuck me like you know you want to!"

Sliding my hands up to her ankles, I spread her legs as wide as I could and sliding my cock out to just the tip, drove myself back into her so hard my balls slapped against her ass.

"That's it baby!" Mom cried out, "Fuck that pussy! Shit, I didn't get laid for two years before I passed, give me that beautiful fucking cock!"

Losing all inhibitions I reared back and began fucking the shit out of my mother. I was going as fast and hard as I could and Mom was yelping each time my cock slammed home inside her hot pussy. I looked away from my cock plunging into her and saw that mom was thoroughly enjoying being fucked like a teenager. Her arms were stretched over her head and her eyes were closed while she moaned with every thrust. Her large round tits were bouncing from the impact of me slamming into her and were slicked with sweat.

Sensing me looking she opened her eyes and giving me that big crooked smile gasped, "That the best you can do baby? That all you have for your mother?" she gave me a nasty little giggle and added, "I thought you'd want to see the rear view!"

Overwhelmed by the image of her perfect ass in the air, I stepped back and still holding her legs whipped them to the right. Mom cried out in surprise as I rolled her over on her stomach, then again as grabbing her hips, I yanked her to the edge of the bed until she was bent over it with her feet on the floor. Grabbing her hips, I thrust my cock into her as hard as I could.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Mom screamed, "That's what I need! Oh, honey, you always were so good to me!"

My answer was a low moan as I took in the sight of her round ass and my cock driving in and out of her from behind. Her back was covered in sweat and her long hair was plastered to it. I slid my hands up to her shoulders and pushing her into the bed began to fuck her even harder. Mom turned her head to the side and cried out in pleasure as my cock slammed repeatedly into her tight little pussy.

"Fuck I needed this!" she called out. "I needed my son, I had to feel you Trevor! I came here to be with you and you feel so fucking good!"

Mom was feeling pretty damn good to. A little too good as my legs started to tremble and my breath was coming in short ragged gasps. I didn't want to cum yet! I'd waited so long! I started to sow down, but Mom called out, "No honey! Keep fucking me, of just a little more, I want to cum on that cock.!"

I jumped when I felt something touch my balls and looked to see mom had slipped her hand down her stomach and was rubbing her clit. Seeing that didn't do much to make my urge to cum fade, but I didn't slow down. Instead I closed my eyes and just thought of how amazing it was to hear her voice call my name and how incredible it was to have gotten to not only tell her, but show her how bad I wanted her. Mom gasped and began making little high pitched yelping noises each time I slammed into her.

I opened my eyes to see her thrusting her hips back into me and could feel her legs shaking against mine.

"Oh honey!" she groaned, "Fuck me harder! I'm right there! I want to cum with my son inside me I...oh yes!"

"Oh shit!" I cried out with her as pussy contracted around my cock causing me to lose control and explode inside her.

Mom let loose a long loud wail as her hips began bucking wildly against me and my cock sent spurt after spurt of cum deep into her pussy. I groaned and stopped thrusting, but mom continued to pound her pussy back into me. I gasped when I felt the last of my cum being milked by her convulsing pussy and somewhere in my mind, I had the disturbing thought that I hoped to hell Amber was on the pill.

Sliding my still dripping cock from her pussy I turned and sat on the bed. Mom moaned softly, then standing up, looked down at me and pointed.

"Slide up on the bed and lay on your back."

I slowly did as she said, my tired body responding reluctantly. Mom waited until I was still then crawling up onto the bed between my legs took my semi hard cock in her hand and said, "Let's see if your mother's lost her touch."

I cried out as taking my cock into her warm mouth, Mom began rapidly bobbing her head.

"Mom!" I groaned, "I...I.....oh!"

Despite the fact I'd cum twice and literally just moments ago, I could feel my cock stiffening in her amazing mouth. Mom opened her eyes and staring into her beautiful gaze I felt my cock become fully hard. Mom continued to suck as if she were a porn star and my hips started to rock, thrusting my dick into her eager mouth. With a slurping sound, mom released me from her mouth sliding up to straddle my hips, reached back and grabbed my cock.

She guided it to her pussy and we both gasped as she impaled herself on my aching dick. Mom began riding me hard and fast, her hips driving up and down so hard her ass was making slapping noises against my thighs. I lay there unable to move, my heart was pounding and my tired cock was getting sore from her relentlessly driving her pussy onto it. Mom placed her hand son my chest and began lifting higher and coming down even harder.

"Oh fuck!" she growled in her throat, "This was always my favorite! I always wanted to ride you Trevor and I didn't come here to be denied!"

I gasped as she was slamming into me so hard we were bouncing on the bed. Mom was breathing as hard as I was and her long dark hair was hanging around her face covering it. She leaned forward and shoving her tit into my mouth moaned, "Fuck me, shove that cock into that tight young pussy!"

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pinned her to me and still sucking her nipple, started thrusting my hips as hard as my tired body would let me. Mom howled in my ear as I fucked her as hard as I could. My cock was now more than a little sore, but goddamn did her pussy feel good! She was yelping directly in my ear and spurred on I started fucking her even harder. Mom gasped, then pushing against my chest so I would let go, sat straight up on my cock and putting her arms over her head slowed her movement and began slowly riding me.

"How do I look baby?" she moaned as she cupped her sweat slicked tits. "How do I look riding my baby?"

"Fucking beautiful Mom, you were always beautiful"

"Aww, you're not just saying that because I'm fucking you are you?" she laughed, then started rubbing her hands along her stomach and tits. "Goddamn!" she cooed, "Look at you getting to fuck an older woman in a young girl's body!"

Even in the throes of pleasure that caused me to laugh and after flashing me her trademark smile, Mom leaned over and slid her arms beneath me. I felt her shift her weight to the side and she whispered, "Roll over," in my ear.

I twisted with her, until she was on her back with me lying between her legs. Mom put her arms around my shoulders and looking me in the eye, said quietly, "I have to go soon honey, its time for you to love your mother."

Before I could reply her lips met mine and as her tongue slipped into my mouth she wrapped her legs around my waist and drew me deeper into her warm welcoming flesh. Mom sighed in my ear as I started slowly moving within her.

"That's right Trevor, nice and easy, make love to me."

I nuzzled my face in her neck and began kissing her as she began to move her hips in time with mine. I closed my eyes and lost myself in my mother's warm embrace. Mom began sliding her hands across my back and moaning my name as our bodies moved as one. I don't know how long we made love, but it seemed to last forever and I could feel my mother's love for me in each slow thrust of our hips and hear it in each soft moan we released in each other's ears. My cock was no longer sore and I swore nothing had ever felt this good.

I felt mom trembling beneath me and as she moaned my name felt her pussy contract around me as she came from just my loving her. I moaned in her ear as her convulsing pussy coaxed my exhausted cock into cumming once more. Mom's nails dug into my back and she whispered, "Oh, Trevor how I loved you!" in my ear as my spent cock emptied itself into her quivering pussy.

"I love you to mom, "I groaned, "So much!"

We both fell silent as our tired bodies relaxed against each other. Mom's face was pressed into my neck and I became aware of her wet tears against my skin. My own eyes welled up and I squeezed her even harder against me.

"I love you." We said simultaneously and mom laughed softly in my ear.

"Trevor," she said, "Look at me."

I reluctantly slid my arms from beneath her and propping myself up on my elbows looked down at her.

"Honey. I...I have to go now."

"Mom," I whispered, "I..."

"You need to listen to me Trevor." She said, her eyes staring into mine.

I noticed her green eyes weren't as bright as they were before and her hair seemed to have gotten lighter.

"Okay." I nodded.

"Trevor, a mother's job is to love and take care of their child, always. Part of that is trying not to let them make the same mistakes they did."

Reaching up she touched my cheek.

"I made a big mistake not moving on after your father. I let myself be lonely out of guilt. Then when my feeling grew for you again I let it go. My excuse was it was wrong, a mother loving her son in that way, truth was I felt like I would be betraying your father, that I shouldn't be happy."

"I...should have said something Mom," I said as I felt the tears flowing down my cheeks.

"No honey, it was on me." Mom whispered as she gently wiped the tears from my cheeks. "You were a confused young man who'd lost his father. But what's done is done Trevor. I can see everything from where I am and saw that you did indeed love me, it made me very happy to know it wasn't just me."

She paused and blinked, for split second I saw her eyes change back to brown, then she blinked again and they were green.

I'm running out of time. What else I could see is you're making my mistake. You're alone because you think you're letting me down. You feel guilty. Trevor lying in this bed with you is a girl who's been in love with you since I was still alive, she loves you now more than ever, but soon she will move on when she sees you can't. Don't let that happen baby, I came here for two reasons. One to consummate the love we never got the chance to, but more importantly to tell you to move on."

"Mom, it's hard, I...."

I stopped as her body shuddered beneath me and when next she spoke her voice was barely more than a whisper.

"The last thing I will say is that I always tried to take care of you."

"You did mom, even now the insurance...."

"Well a mother doesn't stop worrying even when she's no longer there, so before I go Trevor I am going to take care of you one more time."

I started to ask her what she meant, but leaning up she gently kissed me and placing her face against mine whispered, "Enjoy my gift to you Trevor, be happy my baby."

She let her head rest back on the pillow and closed her eyes; I leaned forward to kiss her one last time, but stopped when her eyes opened. They were no longer green, but the big beautiful brown eyes of Amber.

"Oh my god!" she moaned, giving me an exhausted smile. "Damn Trevor! I thought people only had sex like that in the movies!"

"I...uh...."

"Wow, you fucked the shit out of me!" she giggled, "Not that I was complaining!"

As I stared at her unsure what to say, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me and after kissing me quickly said in my ear, "I've waited a long time to have you in my bed Trevor. It was even better than I thought it would be."

"You...you remember?"

"What?" she asked, "What are you talking about? How the hell could I forget, shit I might not be walking right tomorrow!"

Releasing my neck she put her arms over her head and stretched. Her back arched beneath me, pressing her amazing tits into my chest and as I looked down at her, I was struck by how beautiful she was. Her brown hair was fanned out on the pillow and she was staring at me with those big doe eyes. Her face was flushed and she looked...happy.

"And then what just happened," she sighed softly, "The way you were so sweet and you felt so good! I..." she paused and I saw her eyes filling up, "No one's ever made me feel so special."

"You are special." I said softly.

"Say it again."

"You're special?"

"No," she smiled at me, "You know what I want to hear."

"Um..."

"Don't go back to being an ass Trevor, that wasn't just pillow talk, you meant it."

I pushed myself to give her a little smile and nodded my head, "I think you should refresh my memory."

"Oh? I get it, heat of the moments over so now I have to say it first?" she gave me an exaggerated sigh. "Okay, I waited three years to say it so I'm never going to hold back again."

Placing her hand son my cheeks she pulled my face to hers and whispered, "I love you Trevor and you made me happier than you could ever imagine when you told me you loved me."

I told her I loved her? Looking into her eyes it struck me that she probably remembered everything, but as her, she'd been experiencing me fucking her and loving her and telling her I loved her. Mom had let her remember it that way.

"Well?" she asked.

As I stared down into her beautiful face I became aware of how good our naked bodies felt entwined together and how much Amber had really meant to me over the years especially since mom had passed.

"Okay, Romeo," she rolled her eyes, but was smiling, "Let's try it again. I love you Trevor."

I hesitated, then clear as day heard Mom's voice in my head. "Be happy my baby"

Bending my head to hers, I gently kissed her soft lips and whispered, "I love you too Amber."

Happy Halloween.