On Jason's seventeenth birthday, he had been given a party he enjoyed more than any other. Since living as Jocelyn, he had made some friends who only knew him as such. They knew the truth of him, but did not mind, and it was they who attended his party.
Jason had wanted to look particularly nice for the party, choosing to wear his best evening gown. The silver dress was long and loose, swinging just below his ankles. The top was styled like a halter and backless, buttoning closed at the back of the neck. It even came with matching elbow gloves.
The party had gone well, but Jason looked forward to the end of it. He knew his mother had a special gift for him. At the end of the night after the last party goer had left, Marissa kissed her son with the ferocity of a long built desire.
"Oh, Jocelyn," she managed between kisses. "I've wanted you all day!"
Jason grabbed himself, shifting his panties to give his growing cock more room, feeling the wetness of his precum soaking the fabric. He grabbed his mother's butt, taking both cheeks fully in each palm as he pulled her close. Marissa moaned loudly at the feel of her son's erection pressing against her, like a caged animal fighting to get free.
"Wait," said Marissa, pulling away. Jason stepped forward to match her step back, pulling her to him again. He resumed their kiss, holding her in place with every ounce of strength against his mother's struggles. Finally she managed to pull her head back again, though Jason still held her body to his own.
"Anchor!" Marissa cried out.
At the use of the safety word, Jason immediately loosened his grip, letting his mother go. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "I just--"
"It's okay," Marissa quickly assured. "I only wanted to put something nice on for you." Jason smiled as his mother began walking upstairs. "Give me ten minutes, then come up!" she called to him.
Ten minutes later when Jason met his mother in their bedroom, he nearly creamed his pants at the mere sight of her. She had donned an elegant wedding gown, with a glittery floral pattern around the bottom of the dress and the front of the torso. The shoulder straps wrapped sideways around the shoulders, rather than over them, and Marissa now wore her own white, satin elbow gloves.
"Oh my god!" said Jason, barely able to contain himself.
"I guess that means you like it?"
"I love it! But why a wedding gown?"
Marissa slowly stepped up to her son and placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Because I want this to be ceremonial," she explained to him. "My gift to you on your birthday, is my lifetime commitment to you. I love you, Jocelyn, and I want to be only with you."
With that, Jason could no longer hold back. He seized his mother by her sides, pulled her close, and thrust his tongue into her mouth. They kissed one another vigorously, caressing the other's bodies with their satin gloved hands.
After a while, Jason sat his mother down on the side of the bed and lifted his dress. He didn't have a chance to lower his pantyhose and panties, as his mother's hands came forward to do it for him. She took the length of her son into her hungry mouth, her hand stroking him in motion with her lips.
"Mommy!" Jason cried out. "Mommy, you are such a dirty whore! Suck that cock, you dirty whore!" Marissa moaned in approval as she sucked him more firmly. "Oh god, Mommy, here it comes!"
Suddenly, Jason's cock jerked, and Marissa felt her mouth fill up with his hot cum. She waited for the shots to come softer before pulling her mouth off of him. Watching the cum drip from Jason's cock, she quickly threw her head downward, catching it on her tongue and taking him back inside of her. Marissa sucked him again just enough to keep him hard.
"Lay back," Jason told her. Marissa happily obliged, leaning back on her elbows and spreading her legs.
"By the way," said Marissa, "I'm not wearing any panties."
That was all Jason needed to hear. He grabbed his mother's legs and pulled her lying body toward himself. He slid into her the moment their bodies were close enough, and began pumping hard and fast. Marissa began screaming out for him, pulling at the bed sheets around her.
"You want it again, Mommy?" Jason taunted.
"Oh yes, Jocelyn!" Marissa screamed. "Cum in Mommy! Cum in Mommy now!"
As if on command, Jason quickly began cumming again, pressing forward as hard as he could as he did. When he was finished, he fell onto the bed beside his mother, the skirt of her dress and petticoat still between them. "Happy birthday, Jocelyn."
--To Be Continued
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