The Favor

by Sara horny mom

Becky set watching the screen rubbing her newly bald pussy wishing she was the one bent over the couch getting pounded by a guy half her age.

Lord knows she had tried everything in the world to get her husband fuck her like a slut.

But, he isn't even interested in getting his dick sucked.

Becky loved her husband.

But, she was tired of their same old boring sex life.

She had expressed her feelings.

But, they fell on def ears.

"Becky, you know it's a sin to do those things." her husband told her.

Becky thought about screwing Tim the neighbor.
But, there was too much of a chance he would talk.

Becky thought about a lot of things as she watched porn.

Then it came to her one afternoon as she fingered herself.

The title read Mom loves anal.

Clicking on it.
Becky watched in awe as this busty blonde "Mom" got her asshole destroyed by her son.

Becky watched three more videos of mothers having the nastiest sex possible with their sons.

For the next several days, Becky watched countless videos of the same venue.

Picking up her phone, Becky typed into it.

"I need a favor." Becky looked at it hard before sending it.

"Anything" Becky read when her phone beeped.

"Before you say yes.
I want to talk to you in person." Becky sent it back.

"Ok. I'll be home about 5." Becky read.

"I'll be over." Becky typed.

Becky wondered how Oliver was going to react to her request.

"I talked to Oliver today. I think I'm gonna go see him later." Becky said with a slight smile.

"Ok. See you later." Her husband answered as he read a piece of paper.

"Hey, honey." Becky smiled as she gave her son a big hug.

"What's up?" Oliver asked as he hugged his mother back.

"Well, let's go sit down and talk about this." Becky smiled at her son.

"So, what kinda favor do you need? You know all you have to do is say the word and I'll do it." Oliver smiled at his mother.

"Careful of what you say." Becky smiled looking Oliver directly in the eye.

"Okay. Tell me. Then I'll say yes." Oliver teased.

"You sure about that?" Becky questioned building up her nerve.

"Mom. You know I'll do anything you ask." Oliver smiled.

Becky thought hard before she went on.

"Oliver. I need you to do something that I can't ask anyone else to do and no one must ever find out." Becky smiled looking at Oliver in his sexy brown eyes.

"Ok. Go on. Your secret is safe with me." Oliver smiled wondering what his mother needed.

"Oliver honey. You can't think any less of me no matter how you answer." Becky smiled nervously.

"That will never happen," Oliver reassured his mother.

"Oliver. I need you to fuck me." Becky smiled nervously.

"What did you just say?" Oliver choked out.

"You heard me plain and clear. I want you to fuck me like a porn star." Becky smiled again nervously.

"Ummm. Mom. Uhhhh. Is there something wrong?" Oliver asked in shock.

"Yes. No. Yes." Becky spat out.

"Which is it," Oliver asked.

"Am I not pretty enough for you?" Becky snapped.

"Yes. I mean you are absolutely gorgeous." Oliver stammered.

"Then what's the problem," Becky asked.

"You're married and my mother," Oliver said with a smile.

"Let me put this in plain terms." Becky smiled.

"I want you to screw me. I wanted fucked in the ass. Treated like a slut. Cum on and in. Choked, gagged and my pussy abused." Becky smiled at her son.

"Who are you and what did you do with my mother?" Oliver laughed.

"Oliver. I have needs and wants and your father won't meet any of them. He won't even let me suck his dick." Becky said with a straight face.

"Mom. You know what you are asking me is a sin." Oliver said sternly.

"I know exactly what it is. You don't have to tell me." Becky snapped.

"Oliver. I don't want to go find some random guy to fuck. I couldn't do that." Becky smiled.

"But, you can ask me to?" Olivet asked.

"Well, I know you aren't gonna run your lips and blab to your friends." Becky smiled.

"Besides, I also know you have a big cock." Becky finished with a big smile.

"Mom, when did you start cussing? I've never heard you cuss before in my life." Oliver asked.

"Don't worry about that. Answer the question at hand." Becky said with a stern voice.

"How do you know I have a big cock?" Oliver asked.

"I'm your mother. I know these things. Besides, Kelly. Your friend. Isn't very discreet when she bragging." Becky smiled.

"Mom? What about Dad?" Olivet asked.

"I'm sure he will want to have sex as normal.
The third Wednesday of the month for three to five minutes." Becky chuckled.

"That's not what I mean." Oliver smiled.

"I know what you are asking." Becky smiled.
"Your father must never know. Ever." Becky finished.

"Mom. I don't know about this. It's wrong on so many levels." Oliver said thinking.

"Oliver. I'm not going to beg you. But, I am asking you to do this." Becky smiled.

"Why me?" Oliver asked.

"You won't tell.
You have a big dick.
Besides, I want to be a dirty slut.
And I can't do that with someone I don't know." Becky smiled.

"What brought this on?" Oliver asked.

"Truth?" Becky smiled.

"Truth," Oliver answered.

"Loneliness and unsatisfactory sex mainly," Becky said solemnly.
"And the internet." She finished with a giggle.

"Oliver. If you want. I will suck your dick now and if I don't do a good enough job.
You can tell me and I will go find someone else." Becky said with a sad face.

"As bad as I hate to. I think I'll pass. I need some time to think about this." Oliver smiled.

"I tell you what." Becky smiled.
"Meet me at the park Friday night.
If you don't show.
We will forget this conversation ever happened." Becky finished.

"And you will go find someone else?" Oliver asked.

"Like I said. We will forget this conversation ever happened." Becky smiled.