A Mother's love

He still couldn't believe it, the young woman who was supposed to be his tutor, Brita, the girl who had already took a couple of his firsts, was really his mom in disguise. Lincoln didn't know what to think, on one hand he was kinda disgusted by the whole situation, having gotten a blow-job by his own mother. But on the other, it felt amazing, and he'd be lying to himself if he said he hadn't thought about it once or twice before. Just thinking about the exchange now was making his pants get a little bit tighter.

But this was his mother, it was wrong on multiple levels and Lincoln just didn't know what to do with the info he knew now. What if she wanted to do it again? Or take it even further? The boy wasn't completely against the idea the more he thought about it but it still didn't sit too right with him. Lincoln knew it'd probably be best to just talk to her himself about it but...he didn't know if he was ready for that talk. He just wished he knew what was going through his mom's head, what drove her to do that and if she's done something similar with anyone else. Did she even still love dad or what?

So many questions were on his mind as he laid there in bed staring up at the ceiling that he didn't even notice as the object of his mind was standing in his doorway. "You okay honey?" Rita asked as she leaned against the door frame, watching as her son flinched when she spoke to him. His eyes widened as he stared at her, his mind immediately recalling her appearance as Brita before shaking his head a bit and focusing on how she really was. "H-Hey mom...Yea I'm good". Lincoln stammered out as he sat up on his bed, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as he tried to redirect his mind onto another topic.

"Okay, I was just wondering because at dinner yesterday you said you were already tired. It was a bit unlike you, and all day you've seemed to be avoiding me". Rita commented as she uncrossed her arms, letting them rest at her sides. "O-Oh...Y-Yea mom I'm fine, just been feeling a bit more tired than usual is all I guess". Lincoln sheepishly replied as he kept avoiding direct eye contact with Rita as much as he conspicuously could.

"It doesn't have anything to do with that tutor the other day does it?" Rita asked him, now slightly concerned that her son may have recognized her. "What? N-No. Why-why would you think that?" Lincoln asked back, still debating in his head whether to lay it all on the table now or wait. "Just wondering, I was thinking of setting up another session with her and was wanting to check if that was alright with you?" Rita wondered. "A-And if I said it wasn't...then what?" Lincoln questioned in return, seeing what his mom's next step would be. "Well...I'd want to know if something did go wrong with her...but I'd also respect your feelings and try to find someone else". Rita told him with a small smile.

"Just think about it and let me know after dinner tonight okay? We can talk about it then". Rita told him as she walked out of his room, closing the door a bit on her way out. "Huh, I figured she would push that more. Maybe...Maybe I'll let this go on one more time. See what happens, and then...then I'll confront her". Lincoln thought to himself as he pulled out the secret magazine he kept under his pillow. As he turned the pages to the one he was looking for, Lincoln wondered if his mom hadn't found the dirty mag, and if she saw that then she also saw...her picture.

Once he found the page with his mother's picture taped on it, with another model's face over Rita's, Lincoln peeled the tape off to look at the picture again. This time with his mother's face in clear view. He let his mind fantasize about another tryst with "Brita" albeit, this time with his mom in her normal look. The boy bit his bottom lip as he continued to think about the situation, and realized that he was still getting as hard as if it was some other girl. With that in mind, Lincoln resolved to let his mom try her disguise again, but this time, he'd get to the bottom of her true feelings and reasons for doing all of this before they take things to the next level.

After dinner, Lincoln found his mom in her room as she was getting ready for bed, having just finished putting her night clothes on. "Oh hi honey. What's up?" Rita asked as she looked over to her son. "I can see the tutor again whenever… and wherever works for her. Maybe not here since we only have much time when the girls aren't around". Lincoln told her, wondering if his mom had a plan for doing this somewhere else while still being private. "O-Oh, okay. I'll call her tomorrow and let you know what she says. Thank you sweetie". Rita said as she took her earrings out and set them on her nightstand.

Lincoln walked back out, smirking to himself as he imagined his mom now fumbling with a new plan. Whatever happened, he knew this next meeting would be very interesting.

The next day, Rita told him that the tutor would meet Lincoln outside the front of his school after the final bell that Friday. His mother wasn't clear on the specifics of where they'd go after that, but did mention that most of his sisters had plans after school that day. Meaning that the house would be empty save for his older sister Luna who was practicing with her band in the garage. "Huh, so I guess that's her hinting we wouldn't be bothered here". Lincoln thought to himself.

It wasn't long before the end of the week was upon him, and as the last school bell rang out, Lincoln excitedly but also nervously packed his stuff up before leaving class. As he walked the halls on his way outside, Lincoln wondered how his mom was going to play things. After their talk the other night, he assumed she was still set on taking things all the way, especially after mentioning that most of his sisters were going to be too preoccupied to bother them.

And if that was true, then Lincoln was prepared to have that talk with her before things escalated that far. He wanted to know her reasons for doing all this and what her ultimate intentions were in doing these things with him, her own son. Lincoln adjusted his backpack as he stepped outside, only having to look around for a moment before laying eyes on his disguised mother. She waved at him as she noticed him walk out, Lincoln reciprocated the gesture as he started walking over to her.

"Hey there Lincoln! Ready for another fun study session?" Brita asked with a knowing smirk, winking at him. The boy cringed a bit before managing to smile back at her. "Yup, we uh...we shouldn't be interrupted by my sisters showing up this time. They'll all be out except for my sister Luna. But she'll be doing busy playing with her band". Lincoln told her as the two started walking to the Loud abode. "Yeah your mom mentioned that to me on the phone". Brita responded, already thinking about how much better this time was going to be.

It wasn't long before the two made it to the Loud House, with Lincoln unlocking the door and letting Brita inside. "Doesn't seem like Luna's here yet. You want anything to drink or eat before we get to studying?" Lincoln asked as he shut the door and locked it back up. "Oh no thank you. Let's just head up to your room and get started". Brita replied as she smiled back at him. "Well okay then, I'm just going to grab a drink, if you want you can go on up". Lincoln told her as he headed into the kitchen. "I still can't believe this is happening. It's probably all because she found that stupid porn mag I didn't do a good enough job of hiding". Lincoln thought as he grabbed a soda from the fridge.

As he walked back into the living room, he noticed as Luna walked in the front door, with her girlfriend Sam and other band mates in tow. "Hey guys". Lincoln greeted them as they walked in. "Sup dude". Sam waved as she shut the door behind the rest of the band. "I'm surprised you aren't out with your friends or something Linc. It's a Friday". Luna said as she set her guitar up against a wall. "Eh, I got a tutor that mom set arranged for me. She's upstairs in my room now". Lincoln told her. "Ooohhh, well don't have too much fun little dude". Luna said with half-lidded eyes, giving him a knowing smirk.

Lincoln blushed as he shook his head. "Aw come on Luna!". He groaned as he went back to walking upstairs. "Well we'll be in the garage if you need anything, maybe even some protection!". Luna called after him as she watched him leave. "Shut up already!" Lincoln called back as he made it to the second floor, blushing like mad at the thought. "Sorry if you heard any of that, Luna was bei-Ah!" Lincoln exclaimed as he walked in his room and saw Brita laying on his bed suggestively, without her shirt on. "I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to get a little bit more...comfortable". She smiled back at him as the boy quickly shut his door.

"O-Okay...I think we need to have a talk". Lincoln told her as he set his drink down at the desk. "Oh...I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable…" Brita replied as she sat up a bit. "You...You can drop the act. I know who you are...mom". Lincoln admitted as he looked her in the eyes, crossing his arms. "M-Mom? What do you mean? I-I'm...ugh. What gave it away?" Rita asked as she pulled her wig off, setting it down on the bed as she sat up straight, keeping eye contact with her son. "I-I found your uh...outfit and wig in your closet". Lincoln told her as he softened up a bit, letting his arms hang by his sides. "We're going to have a talk about snooping later young man, while I focus on being less careless". Rita said as she rubbed the back of her head, averting her gaze from her son.

"Careless? What do you call all this? W-Why are you doing any of this? A-And why me for that matter? Just what's going on?" Lincoln asked, his voice raising with every following question. "Do you want the long or short answer". Rita asked back. "I want any answer at all!" Lincoln exclaimed. "Yeah, that's fair". Rita sighed. "Well First of all, I'm doing this because...It's something I've always wanted to do. I've held these desires for a long time, as far back as I can remember really. My attraction to boys may have aged up with me but at the same time didn't…" Rita began explaining.

"So you mean? You..." Lincoln started asking, not sure if he could finish the sentence. "Yes Lincoln, I love young boys such as yourself, and up until now I haven't done anything with one. But as you got older and...grew into the young man you are now…Well that desire was reignited. Not that it ever went away but I had it all under control. Then I discovered your interest in...bodies like mine". Rita told him. "After that revelation I convinced myself to finally give in to these feelings".

Rita chuckled to herself before adjusting her hair. "I hope I haven't hurt you in doing any of this. I...I just wanted to give you the best first time I could. But seeing your face now...I feel like I just ruined sex for you forever". Rita sighed as she held her head in her hands. "You...You didn't completely ruin it". Lincoln admitted as he held his hands behind him, awkwardly looking away from his mom as she tried to meet his gaze. "I...I'd be lying if I said I hadn't...thought about it before. With you...or the other girls, but knew it was wrong so I tried to push those thoughts away". Lincoln told her.

"That's why I did that to your picture...at least that way I was still staying somewhat in the right". Lincoln said, his cheeks burning red with embarrassment. "Oh honey. You have nothing to be ashamed of, especially given that your sisters sometime liked to walk around like you do...barely wearing much. Which that didn't help me resist, mind you. You know how hard it was to see you strut about in your underwear?" Rita said as they both couldn't help but laugh a bit. "But...did you...enjoy any of what we did?" Rita asked.

He hesitated to answer her back, fearing the type of person that made him if he admitted how he really felt. "I-I did...even after finding out it was you…" Lincoln told her, hanging his head low. "Lincoln honey, it's okay to feel that way. I...I probably should have just confronted you with all this from the start. Would have made things a bit easier maybe". Rita lamented. "Do you want to...keep going?" Rita asked him, a small reassuring smile on her face. "But...w-what about dad? I-Isn't this all just so wrong? What if someone found out? Our family could be torn apart". Lincoln argued, weighing the consequences against the pros.

"Well I don't plan on leaving your father. I still love him with all my heart, and I also don't plan on letting anyone find out about any of this if you don't". Rita told him. "I-If you still love him then why do this?" Lincoln questioned. "It's just that...as virile as your father may be, his sex drive just doesn't match mine". Rita told him as Lincoln cringed slightly. "I have urges that need to be filled and ultimately, Lynn doesn't fill all of them, and can't. So this is a way for both of us to still get what we want and live happily". Rita explained. "I...I don't know mom. It still feels so wrong". Lincoln said. "But also so right, right?" Rita smirked at him as he met her eyes, watching her as she slid one of her bra straps down her arm a bit. Lincoln bit his bottom lip as he remembered what laid behind that garment, how perfect her breasts felt.

He didn't even notice as he subconsciously moved closer, only realizing it when he was right in front of her. "M-Maybe...maybe one more time wouldn't hurt?" Rita suggested as she pulled the other strap down, leaving just one more motion before her tits were freed from their confines. Beginning to sweat, his cheeks flush and his pants feeling a little tighter, Lincoln couldn't help himself as he lifted his hand up. "Y-Yea...maybe just one more time". Lincoln agreed as he crawled on the bed, kneeling in front of his mother.

"Would you like me to put the wig back on?" Rita asked him. "Screw the wig". Was all Lincoln said in response before closing the distance between them and kissing his mother passionately. The boy held her cheeks as he deepened the kiss, craning his head as she opened her mouth, inviting him in, an invitation which he happily obliged. Their tongues danced with one another for dominance as they continued to make out, Rita's hands going to the hem of Lincoln's shirt before pulling it off him. She picked him up and pushed him back against the bed as she straddled his waist, her arms planted on either side of his head as she leaned down to kiss him again.

While they made out once more, Lincoln's hands went to his mother's back and undid her bra, surprisingly with more ease than Rita assumed he'd have. "And where did you learn to do that so easily young man?" She asked him as she let her brazier fall from her chest and tossed it to the floor. "No comment". Lincoln replied with a small chuckle. "Well go on, play with your prizes mister". Rita smirked down at him as he grinned back up at her. He wasted no time in burying his face between his mother's tits as he hugged her.

"Mmmhm yes baby, enjoy yourself. They're all yours". Rita moaned as as she hugged him back, keeping him close as he enjoyed the feeling her breasts. Rita could feel how hard he was getting beneath her as she ground against him. Lincoln latched onto her right tit, licking and suckling at her nipple like he did years before as a baby. Rita was in her own high as Lincoln made her feel young again, the feeling of his lips around her breast turning her on so much. "How can something so wrong feel so damn right?" Lincoln wondered to himself as his hand wandered to his mother's ass, groping it through her jeans as he kept sucking at her tits.

Wanting to have another taste of him, Rita gently pushed him off her, back against the bed as she peppered kisses along his neck and chest before going further south. It didn't take her long to reach his navel as she undid his belt with ease, tossing it to the floor as she knelt by the side of his bed. "Think it's time you show me that log of yours again honey". Rita said to him as she popped the button on his jeans and pulled the zipper down, tugging the garment down his legs, taking his underwear with them as they pooled at his ankles. His dick now free for her to enjoy, Rita wasted no time in grabbing his length and stroking it up and down, drawing a small moan from the boy.

"Oh yeah, you like that baby? Then I bet you'll love this". Rita said before taking his whole cock in her mouth in one go. "Ooooh man!" Lincoln exclaimed as he felt his shaft engulfed by his mother's warm, wet mouth. Rita bobbed her head up and down as she blew her son, reveling in the reactions and moans she was drawing from him. Her hand roamed his body as she kept sucking him off, using her free hand to massage his balls to more easily coax his climax out. Which wasn't going to take long given how how inexperienced Lincoln still was and how much of a pro his mom happened to be in the ways of pleasure. Rita could already taste the pre-cum leaking from his tip and figured he was ready for the main course.

Pulling her mouth off with a resounding pop, Rita wiped her lips as she looked down at her son. "Ready to go all the way baby?" She asked him. Already a bit out of breath, Lincoln looked up at her, raising a brow. "Y-You mean?…" Lincoln began to ask. "Mmhmm, I want you inside me, for real this time". Rita told him as she dragged her hand along her crotch to accentuate her point.

After a moment of hesitation, Lincoln slowly nodded his head in response. "Then, you best prepare yourself, cause I won't be holding back". Rita told him as she popped the button on her ripped jeans. "W-Wait…Can I do that?" Lincoln asked as he sat up in front of her, pushing his pants the rest of the way off. Rita smirked, letting her hands drop and giving him his opening. With slightly shaky hands, Lincoln pulled the zipper down Rita's jeans, pulling them off her thick thighs until they were all the way off, letting them drop to the floor. His mother was in nothing but her pink panties, nearly completely bare for him to see.

"Well, come on honey. We unfortunately don't have all day". Rita smiled at him before Lincoln reached for her panties and pulled them off, wasting no time in giving his mom her own pleasure of the day. Dragging his tongue along her slit, he could hear his mom moan out as he explored her nether regions. It wasn't long before he added his fingers to the fun and pumped two of them in and out of her pussy. He may not have any practice yet but he'd watched enough to have a good idea what to do, and judging by the sounds his mom was making, he was doing a fine job. He could feel as she got wetter by the minute, and he knew what came next, and he was ready for it.

"Do you want to take the lead? Or should I?" Rita asked him as she lifted her head up so she was just a few inches from his own. "I...I want to do it". Lincoln declared, determined to finish their little tryst himself. "Okay, go on then". Rita smiled as she caressed his cheek before laying back against his bed, inviting him in. Taking a moment to steel his nerves and line his cock up, Lincoln prodded at her entrance before slowly pushing forward. As he was halfway inside he couldn't help it as his hips had a mind of their own and pushed the rest of the way suddenly, with Lincoln and Rita letting out a loud moan.

"Should we be concerned about that?" Sam asked as she looked up to the second floor while in the kitchen with Luna. "Hehe, nah. Let the little dude have his fun. We can be responsible afterwards". Luna told her girlfriend as she grabbed a drink from the fridge. "Besides, he's at that age anyways. Why spoil it for the rest of his life?". Luna asked as she pulled Sam close to her for a passionate kiss.

Back upstairs, Lincoln had begun moving his hips slowly back and forth, his dick sliding in and out of his mother's pussy with ease. "Ooooh yes baby! Its better than I dreamed". Rita exclaimed as she pulled Lincoln close to her bosom as he picked up the pace. Lincoln let his hands rest on his mother's chest as he started to pound away at her core in earnest, like an animal in heat. "O-Oh mom...I-I'm getting close!" Lincoln warned her, fearing that he couldn't stop himself.

"It's okay honey. Just let it all out inside me". Rita told him as she held his head between her breasts. Lincoln kept pumping his ass like a piston as he felt that familiar heat rising up inside. A moment later and Lincoln moaned out as he reached his climax, filling his mother to the brim as he came inside her. He couldn't help but ride out his orgasm as he kept thrusting his hips. Feeling drained, Lincoln slowly pulled out of Rita, his dick slowly softening as he rested on his legs. "That was...amazing". He breathed out as he looked up at his mom, who had on a devilish grin. "Oh you think we're done? We still have plenty of time left young man. And I'm about to teach you to never leave a girl hanging". Rita told him.

Pushing him back against the bed, Rita got Lincoln hard for another go quickly and mounted him once more. "A-Ah mom wait! I-I'm still sensitive". Lincoln groaned as he felt his dick engulfed in warm wetness once more. "You can handle it baby, just let mommy have her turn and then we can stop". She told him in response as she bobbed her hips up and down, being mindful of her weight so she didn't crush her son's pelvis.

Rita continued to ride her son as she looked to the clock, double checking that they hadn't wasted more time than she thought they would. "Crap, need to speed things along a bit". Rita thought to herself as she moved around grabbing her sons legs for support as she picked up her pace, going at him like a jackhammer now. "A-Aahhh m-mom! I-It's too much, ooohhh". Lincoln moaned as his dick felt like his mother's inner walls were trying to milk him dry.

"Almost baby, almost there. Ooohhh". She moaned as she kept going, riding her son like a crazy cowgirl. A few minutes later and Lincoln could feel himself reaching his limit again, but it seemed like Rita was close as well. "Let's go together baby, okay?" She said as she kept moving her hips. And a moment later, both came at the same time, Lincoln filling up his mother for the second time as she coated his dick in her own juices.

Both were exhausted once all was said and done, Rita carefully getting off her son's dick as she laid against the bed. "Ah...Ah that was perfect honey. You were so good". Rita told him as she looked around and started gathering her clothes. "I'll go ahead and make sure none of your sisters barge in here after I leave, I know you'll need to rest after that". Rita chuckled as she pulled her pants up, looking for her wig. Once her disguise was back in place, Rita looked to her son once more. "We can talk about this in detail later tonight sweetie, see where we want to take things from here. I love you". She told him before leaving a passionate kiss on his lips.

Rita promptly left the room, Lincoln ready to pass out on his bed from their little affair. "Hopefully Luna is still in the garage. Don't want to risk her recognizing me". Rita thought as she carefully and quietly walked down the stairs. Seeing no one around, Rita made her way to the door, planning on showing back up in her normal attire just a few minutes later. Seemingly making it out in the clear, Rita sighed in relief as she went to her usual hiding spot. Unaware that there were a pair of eyes watching over her since she left Lincoln's room. The person said eyes belonged to couldn't believe what they were seeing, their mom and only brother sleeping together.