Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Slutty Milf Mom:>3

The revelation came to him in the form of a pharmaceutical commercial as he watched Sports Center. It was a television ad for Viagra.

Yes! Of course! Viagra is the final piece to the puzzle. It was all so clear now. This might really work he thought excitedly.

Scott got on the phone and called his best friend. "Hey, Kevin, question for you. Does your Dad still have that Viagra prescription?" He listened to his friends' response. "Do you think that maybe you could get me one? Just one. Yeah, I know they're for old men but I'm curious and I want to be completely rock hard and stay that way for hours with Rachel back from vacation, we have a date tonight," he replied. Again he listened. "Alright, that's great buddy. Thanks. See you in a couple of hours."

His plan was coming together nicely. It was a simple plan without a lot of complexities to mess it up. It was innocent enough that if it didn't work then his mother wouldn't hate him. If she wasn't tempted in the least bit he'd just back off and she wouldn't be the wiser but he really felt that without any unforeseen complications, if his mother followed her normal pattern when going out with Aunt Cathy and Lisa, then his plan would work out and he'd achieve his twisted little goal. Friday night finally arrived and at 10:30 Scott took the Viagra and then sat in front of the television and waited for his mother to arrive home. At a little after midnight he heard the garage door going up so he turned off the TV and lay down on the couch in a fetal like position. His heart began to race with his growing excitement and he felt his cock growing, turning rock hard with the anticipation of what potentially might transpire between him and his mother.

His mother entering the house interrupting the sound of the garage door lowering. He heard her set her keys and purse on the table.

"Mom? Are you home?" he groaned, going into his act.

the living room. "Scott? Are you alright? Is everything okay?" She asked upon seeing him lying there. "Mom, I've got a problem. I'm hurting pretty bad." Scott groaned as he continued to lay on the sofa in the fetal position. Alarmed, Connie hurried over

Scott

nurse after all. I've seen a lot of different conditions during my career. Now, Sweetie, tell mommy what's the matter with you?" "Mom, really, I'm

Scott. I'm your

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then, talk to me

want anyone to know about this Mom." "Well, Scott, I can't take you to just anyone. First you have to tell me the

to tell you, can't I just, sort

I suppose. You said it was sexual.

to race as she eyed her teenaged son's quivering, rigid hard-on cutting through the air, jutting up like a tree trunk. Strangely, she flushed with pride, her son was

between us. I really messed up Mom." Scott groaned for effect as he stood in front of his mother with his straining prick wagging lewdly, pointed at her mouth. "What do you mean? How'd you mess up?" she asked, shamefully