Son's Gift to Mom
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - When Nick’s father calls unexpectedly one quiet Friday night, it seems like a simple request: buy a gift for his mother ahead of their long-awaited anniversary. But with his father gone most of the year and only rare visits home, Nick has long carried the weight of emotional closeness with the one woman who raised him—his beautiful, devoted, and lonely mother. As memories of their once inseparable bond come flooding back, Nick begins to notice what he had long ignored…
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I grabbed her smartphone as well. And to my surprise, it was still working. “Strong phone,” I said softly as I examined it. Mom didn’t drop the call before she threw her phone out, so once I did that I placed it inside my pocket and then headed back upstairs, where I knocked on mom’s door.
“Come in,” she said in a dejected tone.
I pushed her door open and found mom in bed, lying under a cover. She was dressed in what looked like a white nightdress, had mascara running down her cheeks and a couple of crunched up Kleenex tissues in her hand. I wasn’t accustomed to seeing her like that, which made it all the more heartbreaking. I walked further into the room and stood by the corner foot of her bed.
“Why’re you all dressed up, hun?” Mom sniffed, moved a little higher up her headboard and wiped her cheeks and nose with her tissues.
“I figured there was no good point in wasting the dinner reservation you made.” I took a seat on the edge of the bed. “Come on, mom. Throw your best dress on and let’s go paint the town red.”
She showed me a faint smile. “Thanks hun.” She sniffed. “You always know how to make me feel better. But I’m really not in the mood to go out anymore.” Mom shook her head.
I mulled for a moment. “Then what are you in the mood for?”
“Honey, why do you care? Shouldn’t you be at a party right about now?”
“Yea,” I raised my shoulders, “but I called and cancelled. I couldn’t bear the thought of you being alone tonight.”
“Aww ... that’s so sweet.”
“Yep. I’m all yours for the night. So stop trying to get rid of me.”
Mom smiled again, but a little broader this time. “Okay then, how about this? Instead of going out to some boring restaurant, let’s spend the night like how we used to do when you were a kid. You climb into bed with me, we’ll order a pizza, put a movie on, and just ... enjoy each other’s company.”
“If that’s what’ll make you happy, mom.”
“Yay,” she said softly with a genuine smile as she wiped her cheeks. “It will. Now take that monkey suit off and get in here.” Mom pulled her cover open.
I took her phone out of my pocket and placed it on her dresser-along with her gift. Then I stripped out of my jacket, tie, shoes, trousers and socks before I unbuttoned the top two buttons on my shirt. As I did all of this, mom used the land line in her room to order a pizza. Now left in only my shirt and boxers, I crawled under her cover and snuggled up next to mom.
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