Pandemic Lockdown Pt. 01

"Ryan," she whispered in a hoarse voice. "We can't do that again. Not ever again."

I looked at her across the table, her dark hair brushed across her forehead, her pretty eyes fixed on the table top.

"I kinda liked it," I said.

Mom gasped and clutched her napkin.

"Noooooo," she answered, her voice edging higher and higher. "No, Ryan. Never again."

I shrugged.

"I'm gonna go light up," I said, standing up.

Mom sighed and I padded out of the kitchen on bare feet.

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A couple of days went by and mom tried her best to avoid me. That was easy, as I was happy to spend most of my time in bed - - smoking and checking out YouTube videos. She left me food on the table and I heard her computer chiming away most of the day.

Later that week, a hand nudged my shoulder as I slept in bed. I blinked my eyes open. It was my mom, wearing a robe but with her hair and makeup all done up.

"Hey," I mumbled, my mouth gummy with sleep.

Mom gazed down at me and smiled.

"Jonny wants another date," she whispered, squeezing my shoulder. "Five-hundred dollars."

My eyebrows rose.

"Today?"

Mom nodded. "In just fifteen minutes."

I looked at her and she looked at me.

"Okay," I finally said. "Let me get up."

Mom turned and strode out of the room on her heels.

I rolled out of bed, grabbed a pair of shorts, and brushed my teeth.

In mom's room, the bedside lamps glowed next to her bed. The black sheets gleamed. Mom wore a new bra and panty set - - red and lacy. She also wore red stockings and her black high heels.

When I stepped into her room, she glanced up at me and patted the bed next to her. I sat down and we waited in front of the computer for Jonny to arrive. The bull avatar popped onto the screen.

"Hi Carla," Jonny said. "Hi Ryan."

Mom smiled and I waved at the camera.

"I really enjoyed our last show," Jonny said in his wheezy voice.

How old was this guy? I wondered. Was he locked up in some big house in the hills? Did he have a wife and kids?

"We enjoyed it too," mom said, patting my shoulder.

"Excellent," Jonny said.

The computer dinged.

"What we agreed on," Jonny continued and mom nodded. "Are you ready?"

I nodded.

"Okay," Jonny said. "Show me how much you love each other."

Mom's body trembled next to me and she sighed. Her hand crept over to mine and she squeezed. I pecked her on the cheek. Her thigh pressed against mine and she turned her head to me. Our eyes met. Hers were damp and shining. With a little smile of resignation, she pressed her lips against mine.

The computer dinged and we could both hear Jonny rasping hard.

Mom's mouth relaxed and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. As our tongues slid together, she slipped an arm around my neck. She made a sound in her throat and her free hand pushed itself onto the front of my shorts. I murmured my approval.

The computer dinged again and then again. Jonny approved and the pleasant chiming encouraged us.

Mom's hand gripped my cock through my shorts and she squeezed. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her tight against me, our mouths still glued together. Her tits heaved against my chest. Just as I was getting ready to push her onto her back, mom pulled her mouth from mine.

"Wait," she panted. "Hold on."

She pulled her hand from my cock and pushed me away. Her face was bright red and the top of her tits burned crimson.

She cleared her throat.

"Okay, Jonny," she said. "I think you got what you wanted. Didn't you, honey."

Jonny's ragged breathing filled the computer speakers.

"Yes," he croaked. "But... you two... look so hot together."

The computer dinged and dinged again. Mom's eyebrows went up. She smiled.

"You liked it, Jonny," she said, her hand returning to my thigh.

"Uh huh," the voice on the computer answered. "I liked it a lot.... but I want more."

Mom glanced at me and I arched an eyebrow at her.

"Sure, baby," she said. "So do we. But... "

The computer dinged again. This was followed by the sound of a bugle.

"Today's High Tip," scrolled across the screen in big, bright blue letters surrounded by dancing stars.

Mom smiled and her hand crept back to my hard cock.

"Is this what you want, Jonny," she asked, running her hand up and down my shaft.

I leaned back and raised my eyes to the ceiling.

The computer dinged.

"Or, maybe," mom continued, sliding her hand beneath the waistband of my shorts. "Maybe, you want something more."

The computer dinged repeatedly and mom's soft hand slid under my shorts and down to my cock. She wrangled my big dick free and I grunted my approval. As mom's hand squeezed and stroked me, the computer kept up its little song.

"Hmmmmm," mom whispered to the machine on the bureau. "Look how big it is, Jonny. Big and hard."

Jonny uttered a strangled cry.

"My son's big cock," mom said in a low guttural voice. "Mommy loves her son's hard cock."

She squeezed me and I groaned. On the other end of the internet somewhere, Jonny moaned as well. I opened my eyes to see mom's hand wrapped around my prick. Her red-tipped fingers tugged at my shaft. She was breathing hard and her eyes were fixed on my crotch.

"So delicious-looking," mom stuttered. "So big and delicious."

The chimes on the computer rang in quick succession.

Mom looked up. She glanced at me with a smile.

"Hmmmmmm," she murmured. "Who wants a young cock like this to go to waste?"

She picked up the remote with her free hand and pointed it at the computer.

"See you tomorrow, Jonny," she leered. "I need to take care of Ryan now."

She clicked the remote and the window on the computer disappeared. Mom dropped the remote and twisted around to face me. Her eyes glowed. She released my dick and stood to face me. I drank in the sight of her plush, curvy body. Her tits barely contained by her bra. Her waist and hips. Her solid thighs. I gulped.

With a wide smile, mom dropped to her knees between my legs. Her hands reattached themselves to my cock. She glanced up at me with her big green eyes and licked me - - from my balls up my shaft to my cock head. She studied the big bulbous tip of my dick for a moment and rolled her shoulders.

When her warm, wet mouth touched my cock, I almost shouted. She gobbled me up, stuffing my dick between her lips and clutching the base of my shaft in both hands. It was like somebody pulled the trigger on a starter pistol. Once she'd tasted me, mom went nuts - - slurping and sucking and kissing as my cock stretched and swelled harder and longer.

I grunted and writhed on the bed, my body all electric. Mom's hungry mouth rooted at my dick until she found a slow, steady rhythm. As her head bobbed up and down between my legs, I groaned and pushed a hand into her thick, dark hair. She mumbled something and renewed her efforts until my ass was dancing up and down on the bed to meet her mouth.

The dam gates opened and a flood of jiz boiled up my cock. I shouted something and mom released my dick from her mouth. She squeezed and stroked me as I shot a fountain into the air above her. While I twisted and rolled on the bed, mom's hands remained glued to my cock. I let loose a final squawk of pleasure as my cock emptied itself in one long, thick spurt.

I collapsed back onto the bed and mom kissed my balls and my shaft, humming her appreciation. She rubbed her cheeks against my thighs and rolled my deflating cock in her cum-slicked hands. As I settled back to earth, she shimmied up and over me until we lay together. With her hand still clutching my cock, she nuzzled against my chest.

I fell asleep on the cool, smooth sheets with a smile plastered across my face.