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Paying Off Mom: A Day Together

For Kacacarrotcake

By Draconicon

Iggy had expected that he'd be at least a little bit used to the feeling of being naked all the time now, but he'd been wrong. It still had the same sort of naughty thrill as he'd felt when he first did it, and it didn't help that his mom had ditched her clothes at the same time. The pair of stingrays had rather close for a while, but even with the addition of their whole prostitution gig, this was still a bit new.

He sat on the couch with his legs spread, feeling his cock half-out of his slit when his mom joined him from the kitchen. She was soaked from head to toe in sweat, probably from whatever she was making for dinner, and she sprinkled him a bit as she sat down beside him. He wiped the majority of it off, smiling slightly, but still staring at her more than a son should stare at his mother.

Well, more than one that wasn't fucking his mother should, anyway.

"Oof. We need a bigger stove," his mother said, ruffling out her long, white hair. "I swear, I'm going to get muscles like an amazon switching pans around that fast."

"You could always get some more hot plates."

"Not enough outlets."

"You're kidding."

"Nope. There's four plugged in right now, and the whole stove is covered."

"..."

Iggy's mouth hung open. Not so much from the amount of food - though even for his mother, this was still getting a bit out of hand - but more for what it implied.

"Are...are we having family over or something?"

"Not family, but I might be having some guests over tomorrow. Just a few."

"A few? More like a few dozen." Iggy shook his head. "What is that, an orgy special?"

The way that his mom tapped her fingers together while looking anywhere in the room but at him answered the question. Iggy slapped a hand over his face, blushing up a storm.

"Oh my god..."

"Your mom has needs, Iggy. Sometimes, those needs mean I need more than one person to fulfill them."

"I know, but..."

Iggy sighed. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised. What with the similar business that they were in and all. They both got fucked on the regular, and while his mother had far more clients than he did, he was starting to build up a little black book of his own. Soon enough, he'd not need her tips to find new people to fuck him. He'd just be able to get them on his own.

Still, it didn't help to find out that she had a giant mess of a day planned for tomorrow, particularly when he was just getting comfortable. He sighed, leaning back against the couch.

His mom, however, had other plans. She sighed, reaching out and pulling him close with one purple-skinned arm, gently leaning him against her breasts. As she rubbed the back of his head, he did his best not to stare too much. No matter how many times he saw her breasts, he kept thinking of naughty things to do to them. They were just...

Well, boobs. And he was a horny guy.

When he tried to sit up, she pushed him down again, scritching at the back of his head.

"Tell your mom what's wrong."

"I..."

"Come on, Iggy. I'm not exactly a normal mom, but you know I'll listen."

"..." He sighed. "I just...I feel like I'm just along for the ride here. Like I'm not really getting treated like a grown-up yet."

"Is this about tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Kinda."

"Do you want me to cancel it?"

The urge to say yes, just to see if she'd do it, was stronger than he wanted to admit. He almost said it, as a matter of fact, only to breathe it back out with a sigh and a shake of his head.

"No, I just...I just wish you told me about this sort of thing further in advance. I know that it's probably last minute, but -"

"Um, actually, I kinda planned this last month..."

"...Mom. You're really bad at apologizing."

"Heh, I know..." She chuckled, but didn't stop rubbing his head. "I'm sorry, though. I just had this idea, and I keep forgetting that you're actually here now instead of off at college. It doesn't matter how much we keep talking about work, I'm just used to you being out of the house, or not having time, or just not being interested. The fact that you are is a big change for me."

"Well, I am interested, but not in the guys."

"The girls, then?"

"One girl. You."

He said it without thinking, only to blush and duck his head further into his mom's bosom. She blushed a bit with him, too, or at least, he guessed that she was when she didn't say anything, and the petting stopped.

Oh god, why did I have to go back to that?

He might have been able to take his mom out on a date, but that didn't mean that she felt the same way as he did. Sure, she loved him, but...god, that was awkward. They were banging, they were going out together, but...

Ugh. This is complicated.

The stingray pushed himself up, finally, and leaned back on the couch so that he could cover his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I just...I can't..."

"You're sorting yourself out, dear. That's all."

His mom took his hand, gently pulling it down from his face. She didn't quite make him look at her, but she sure as hell made it more awkward to not look at her. Iggy wiped his eyes with his free hand before he turned to face her properly.

His mom was smiling, not broadly, but gently and genuinely. She stroked his hand, gently guiding it to rest against her thigh as she spoke.

"You're a growing man, Iggy, and that means that you're going to want a lot. Sometimes, those wants are going to change, but we're already doing a lot of things that aren't exactly normal. Most normal people don't sell themselves. Most of them don't go to naked-person sushi restaurants."

"And most of them don't fuck their family," he muttered.

"That's true, but that doesn't mean that it's wrong. Or at least, it doesn't mean it's wrong if we care about each other."

A shiver ran down his spine, and he pleaded for this to be real, for his mom to be telling him the truth and not just teasing him. She rested her hand on his, squeezing it and her thigh at the same time.

"If you really care that much about me, then tell me, Iggy. Tell me, and mean it."

"What..."

"Do you love your mom, Iggy?"

"I - yes, of course!"

"Yes...but do you love me...like that..."

He could hear all the different emotions behind that phrase. A little lust, a little love, a little passion, a little power. There was even a bit of fear, though what the fear was for, he didn't know. All he knew was that his mother was opening her heart to him, and he was the one that had the power for a change. He was the one that could make the make or break decision between the two of them.

Iggy didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slid under her arm, gently pulling it around him, snuggling up against her side. He took his hand and rested it on her other leg, giving it a soft squeeze.

"I love you, mom."

"Like that?"

"Like that..." He leaned over, nuzzling her neck. "And like this..." He tilted his head, kissing up the side of her neck to her cheek. "And like that, and all the other ways, too."

"Heh..."

His mom didn't say anything else, at first, but she did keep squeezing his hand, rubbing it slowly with her thumb. He worried that he had gone too far, but then, she leaned in and nuzzled him back. Not hard, not for long, but for a little bit.

"We're one weird family."

"You're saying that now?" Iggy asked.

"Heh, I've been thinking it for a while. Just didn't have a chance to say it until now."

"It's not...bad, right?"

"Oh, it's all kinds of messed up; we're not normal in the slightest for this, and if you get me pregnant, then we'll have all sorts of problems. But..."

She tilted his head up, and they leaned together, nose to nose, muzzle to muzzle. It wasn't quite a kiss, but more just contact, and they leaned closer until their foreheads touched. He felt his mom's fingers brushing through his hair, gently tugging the long white lengths backwards, feeling pulled close, feeling close to her.

There were no more words, just closeness. They pressed to each other, just nuzzling, just holding, and they loved each other in that moment. They were together, and that was all that mattered in that moment.

He leaned in, butting her head with his a bit, and she chuckled.

"Alright, alright. I get it. Mom's a sap."

"Heh...no more than me, mom."

"Well, before we get nice and sticky, how about a movie?"

"And pizza?"

"You'll be ordering pizza when you're in a hotel tomorrow, assuming you don't want to stick around for the orgy."

Iggy made a face. Sexy as his mom was, he didn't want to really think about her in the middle of a whole lot of other guys. They were open about what they did, but that didn't mean that he always felt good about watching her doing it.

"Heh, I thought so. So, instead of pizza, how about we get some Chinese in? Mom's pretty tired of cooking tonight, and -"

"Mom."

His mom cocked her head to the side, looking down at him as he blushed, rubbing her cheek. He leaned in, kissing her on the lips, then pulled his head back just as fast as he had leaned in.

"I'll, um...I'll cook...after the movie..."

"Heh, you sure about that? I've left a pretty big mess in the kitchen."

"It can't be bigger than the messes in your bedroom after a client comes over."

"I don't know. I cook messier than I fuck."

He blushed, looking down between her legs. The tips of her cocks were starting to slide out, now that he looked, and he wondered how long they had been exposed before that moment. His cheeks burned a little hotter as he was made to look back up. His mom's lips pulled back, showing some sharp teeth as she leaned in and nibbled at his neck.

"Mmm..."

"Ah...ah..."

She left several marks on his neck before pulling back, and his cheeks burned all the more as she looked down at him. If his dicks hadn't been on their way up before, they were definitely rising now.

"My little Iggy. Always trying to be so grown up."

"Mmmph..."

"I'll let you cook dinner after the movie, then. I'll do the dishes, though, okay?" she said, tapping his nose.

"Fine, fine."

"Good boy. Now..."

They got comfortable on the couch, and as his mom lifted her arm, he leaned in against her side. He watched her pull up a couple of different streaming services, scrolling through them for a moment before finding a couple of half-decent trash movies. He didn't even really care which one it was; all that mattered to him was the fact that they were going to watch it together...and that it wasn't a porn flic. His mom had a lot of those. Mostly hentai.

Eventually, they settled on some animated thing that involved dragons and unicorns, and he smiled to himself...and then had an evil little thought. He reached for his phone on the corner table, tapping on the screen a few times until he brought up YouTube. His mom blinked at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Just reminded me of something."

"What - oh, don't you dare!"

"Scarborough Faiiiir!"

"Not fair!"

She tried to cover her ears to drown him out, but he had his phone right in her face, laughing as she hit him with one pillow after another. It was the one video in the world that would reliably make her tear up, and while it might have been a bit mean, it was worth it to make his mom not be so cocky sometimes.

The End

Summary: Iggy and his mom have a little more time together, sorting out how they feel with each other. Iggy comes clean, and his mom says how she feels.

Tags: no sex, M/H, incestual, mother/son, stingray, series, nudity, erection, teasing, love,