I had just finished another argument with my mother over me not finding a wife and providing her with grandchildren. We've been having these arguments once a week now. Before, it wasn't so bad. She'd get on me about not having a wife and children every couple of months. I was becoming sick and tired listening to the same bullshit. She just wouldn't get off my back.
I think all this arguing stems from the time when I was a boy. Back then, my mother always wanted more kids around, but my father felt one was enough. So, when I didn't hold on to girlfriends for longer than a year at a time, my mother saw this as a sign that I would turn out just like my dad and never have any kids. My father has since passed on and mother lives alone in their house. She's a real hotty even now at the age of 42. She has a cute round face, permed black hair, and heavy tits. Her best feature, in my horny opinion, is her plump round ass. I can't begin to tell you how many loads I've released thinking about fucking that juicy ass of hers.
My name is Paul and I live across town in a two-bedroom apartment since I couldn't stay at home anymore while my mother pestered me about her not having grandkids. Mother was visiting today as she does every Friday. Today she was dressed in some tight jeans which molded perfectly around her soft ass and a designer t-shirt, which proudly showed off her round milk jugs. Her legs were crossed at the knee as she rocked her foot to-and-fro. She always took this pose when she was upset with me about this topic. I sat across from her admiring her little girl's pout. She looked like she could suck the skin off a hard cock if she wanted to.
"Honey, what do I have to do to get you off your ass and find a nice girl who will give me grandkids?"
"C'mon, mom. It's not that simple. Besides, even if I found a girl, I'd still have to date her for a year or more. Then we'd have to move in together for another year or so to see if we were really compatible. Then marriage and kids. Were talking about six years not including the year for her to give birth to my child."
"Sweetie you wouldn't have to wait so long. Jessica-you know Mrs. Wilson's daughter-has been wanting for you to take her out for a long time now. She thinks you're really cute."
"I know mother. You keep reminding me of that, but she just doesn't do it for me."
"What's that supposed to mean? She's very pretty and smart and comes from a good family. I don't see..."
"That's right mom. You don't see--at least not with a man's eyes. Jessica is pretty and smart as you say, but she doesn't have the equipment I look for in a woman."
"And what kind of equipment is that?" I could see the determined look on her face. When she gets like this, there's no stopping her. I really put my foot in my mouth now.
"Forget it, mom. Let's change the subject."
"Oh no you don't mister. If I'm going to help you to help me, I want to know what my son desires in a woman." I threw my arms up in frustration and let it all out.
"Okay mom, you want to know? I'll tell you then. I need a woman with a round juicy ass! Jessica is as flat as a board. I can't do a thing with an ass like that. I need cheeks I can bury my face in. Got it!" I got up and went to my bedroom and slammed the door.
An hour later, mother knocked on the door and asked me to come out for dinner. If it wasn't for my rumbling stomach, I would've stayed in my room all night until she left. We ate mostly in silence until she began to apologize for pushing me so hard.
"Paul, you must think me a terrible mother. Here I am pushing you to go out and find a girl without even taking the time to find out what my very own son likes in a woman. I never even considered your feelings. Can you forgive me, Paul?"
"Yeah, yeah. Let's just forget the whole thing." After dinner, we relaxed on the couch watching a movie when an idea popped into my head--scratch that: It was the mother of all ideas. Mom wanted grandkids and I wanted a nice fat ass to fuck. We could give each other what we wanted. Now, if it wasn't for lust, I would never have had the balls to even suggest this to her. But, I'm a man and she's a hot ass woman.
"I think I have a solution to our problem. You know about me not giving you grandkids." Since this was her favorite subject, she gave me her undivided attention.
"Tell me, sweetie."
"What if I told you of a way where I could start making a baby almost immediately while getting what I want in return which is a nice, pardon my French, ass."
"That would be wonderful. How? Just tell me and momma will help you out."
"I was kind of hoping you would say that because it would require your help in a big way."
"Okay, but I don't understand. C'mon and tell me already. Don't keep me in suspense."
"Promise me you won't get mad and go crazy when I tell you this."
"Yes, I promise. Now can you please tell me what it is already?" I took a moment to compose myself.
"Mom, if you give me free rein to your beautiful, mouth-watering ass, I'll pump you full of so much sperm, you'll have all the kids you could ever want. As many as you like." Holy shit! Did I just say that? How is it that a man's dick can get him into some of the craziest situations imaginable?
Well, after turning several shades of red my mom sat there staring right at me to see if I was really serious, or crazy, or both. I couldn't stop my cock from getting hard as images of her luscious ass invaded my thoughts. When the look of shock disappeared from her face, she began to talk again.
"Let me get this straight: You want to have sex with my ass and in exchange you'll give me kids. All the kids I could want. Is that right, Paul?"
"Uh ... yes m-mom. That's right." I gave her a weak smile and closed my eyes waiting for the big slap to come. Instead, I heard some rustling. When the slap never came, I slowly opened my eyes and stared at two of the roundest ass cheeks ever seen by any man, splayed open by her pretty manicured hands. Her pink rosebud was stretched and winking. She was leaning over the back of the couch on her knees with her double D's hanging over the edge. I saw a thin line of pussy juice dripping down her inner thigh. I could only groan in paralysis at the sight before me. She looked over her shoulder and held my eyes with a smirk on her face.