I bounce excitedly on mommys bed as she changes into a t shirt and shorts. I'm still in my pjs. I just woke mommy up so we could go to the zoo.

"Alright babes." Mommy says tiredly as she picks me up. She takes me to my room and changes me into an outfit with similar colors so we can find each other, and despite how much she wants me to, I won't wear any of my little clothes in public.

She feeds me some fruit and bacon for breakfast and eats some herself before taking me out to the car.

"I want you to stay close to mommy at the zoo, ok? Can't have you getting lost."

"Yes mommy." I respond, only half paying attention as I giggle and look out the window.

"Do you think we're gonna see elephants?"

"Yes baby, there are big Asian elephants."

"What about giwaffes?"

"I think so. I hope so."

"And woofs?" I ask, bouncing in my seat.

"Yep. Lots of them." She smiles.

"What about gillas?!"

"Gilla?"

"Monkeys!"

"Ohhh, yep, they have gorillas. Are you exited baby, you seem excited?" She chuckles as she rubs my thigh.

"IM SO EXCITED!" I squeal. She chuckles and leans over to kiss my cheek, and I kiss hers back.

"Thank you for taking me mommy." I smile and she smiles back.

"Of course baby boy." When we get there, mommy buys our tickets

"Do you have to go to the bathroom before we go see animals?"

"No. I wanna see da monkeys!" I smile and begin pulling mommy towards one of the paths.

"Well, you're going the wrong way." She laughs and I blush. I let her lead the way while intertwining our hands. I gasp and let go of mommys hands when I see the gorillas, and I take off running.

I'm glad there aren't a lot of people here today, because I don't wanna have to be big. Not that mommy would make me, but I don't like being little in front of a bunch of people.

I look back to see mommy jogging to keep up and laughing.

I go to the thick glass or plastic or something where you can see the gorillas through and one wanders over to the glass.

Mommy comes up behind me and watches as I tap on the glass, making eye contact with the gorilla.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" I ask mommy.

"I don't really know." Mommy answers. "You could ask the lady who works here?"

I shake my head no and keep watching it. "I think it's a-"

Suddenly the gorilla slams its fist on the glass and I shriek and jump back into mommy, turning around and wrapping my arms around mommys waist, burying my face in her neck.

"It's ok!" The lady who works here runs over as I try not to cry.

"She's just looking at you, sweat heart. Same way you look at her." I look at the lady and then back at the ape.

"Look, do it back." She, the gorilla,  bangs her fist against the glass again and I slowly step forward and bang my fist against the glass too. She does it with both hands and I copy her. I smile and she makes a noise that I think is happy.

I giggle and look back at mommy.

"She's the one that likes humans the most. Mr grumpy silver back over there pretends not to like people, but he always likes the little kids."

"He sounds like Michael." I giggle and look at mommy, and she laughs and nods.

The lady puts her open palm on the glass and the monkey copies her, keeping her hand there when the lady moves it, and I put my hand there.

"Mommy look!" I say, then realize I said it in front of the lady and quickly walk back to mommy embarrassed. The lady chuckles.

"It's ok. My sister is a little." She smiles.

"What do you wanna see next, baby boy?" Mommy asks.

"We have some new baby cheetahs. For a little extra money you're allowed to interact with them." I widen my eyes and look at mommy and she smiles and nods.

"Here, I'll take you."

The lady leads us to the cheetah place and ends up touring us around the whole zoo, showing us all the cool stuff and letting us do all the coolest stuff for a discount.

"Alright baby, I think it's time to go home." Mommy says.

"Nooooo!" I whine loudly.

"We've seen everything, baby boy."

"Can we go see the gorillas again?!"

"No, babe. Time to go home and eat dinner."

"No!"

"Excuse me? Come here." Mommy bends down and raises her eyebrows.

"Nuh uh."

"Don't make me repeat myself."

"No!"

"One."

I stare her down as she counts.

"Two."

I try not to give up. I know at this point I probably won't get what I want, but i don't wanna give up. What can she do about it, here, anyway? I'll just have to suffer he consequences when we get home.

"Three." She stands up and reaches for me and I step out of her reach. She grabs my hand and pulls me toward her, putting her mouth by my ear.

"If you think I'm not going to spank you if you keep acting up just because we're in public you're very wrong, little boy." I gulp and my lower lip wobbles. That would be so embarrassing. She wouldn't.

"Mommy..." I whimper.

"Are you going to listen to mommy now, naughty boy?" I cover my red face and nod. She tries to pick me up and I push her hands away and walk by myself to the car as mommy says thank you and goodbye to Genesis, the lady who showed us around, and just watched what happened.

We go to the car and I whine and stomp my foot when she tries to help me into the car, mad at mommy for embarrassing me.

"Behave yourself, Luke."

"Youre mean!"

"You better close that mouth and get in the car."

"No!" I'm surprised when she lays a few  quick hard smacks on my butt.

I finally get in the car, but continue pouting.

"You were being such a good boy all day, why'd you decide to start being a brat now?"

I whine instead of answering.

"I think you're tired."

"Not tired!" I object. She starts driving as I begin to throw a fit.

"Meanie butt! I no like you!" I yell.

"Quiet Luke." She warns.

I cry and yell as mommy drives, obviously distracted.

I let lit a shriek and mommy slams on the breaks.

"Quiet!" She continues driving and I shriek again. Mommy groans, throwing her head back, and when she looks back up she has to swerve the car to the side to avoid getting hit. She had drifted slightly into the other lane and almost got hit.

I shut up immediately as I cry silently, startled. The other cars honk as mommy pulls into a parking lot and puts her head on the steering wheel.

Neither of us speaks as mommy lays against the wheel.

"Are you ok?" Mommy asks after a few minutes.

"Yes." I whisper as hot tears stream down my face. It's quiet for a while longer.

"Mommy?" I whimper.

"Yes?"

"I-I'm sorry!" I cry as I start sobbing, feeling horrible as I realize what a brat I've been.

She sighs and pulls me into her lap, cuddling me as I cry over and over again that I'm sorry.

"I know baby, I know. You're ok." After a while mommy drives home with me in her lap. She carries me inside and sets me in the timeout chair while she goes to her room. I cry as I wonder how much trouble I'm in.

"Babyboy." Mommy calls from her living room after a few minutes.

I stand and go to her, rubbing my eyes. She stands me in front of her and looks up at me from her spot on the couch.

I cry harder when I see the brush sitting next to her on the couch.

She pulls me into her lap so I'm straddling her as she rubs my back and calms me down.

"I'm only gonna do ten, baby boy, over your boxers. Ok?" I nod as I begin calming down. I can handle ten.

I lay myself over her lap and she takes down my jeans. She rubs her hand over my butt as she grabs the brush.

"Count for mommy."

"Yes momm- owwy!" I cry out and tears begin flowing down my face again as I flinch forward.

I instantly notice myself start to get hard as I rub against mommys thigh.

"One."

"Two! Owwwwwwwww!"

"Three! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!"

"Four! Mommy please!" I cry. She takes a break and rubs her hand over my sore bottom.

"Owwww, five!" I grind on her leg, trying to distract myself from the pain.

"Six! Gahhhhh!" I cry out between a moan and a pained sound.

"Seven! Fuckkkk- ouch! I'm sorry I'm sorry!" I cry as mommy lays an extra hard smack. "Did that count as eight?" I ask hopefully.

"No. If you cuss again I'm going to wash your mouth out."

"Yes mommy."

"Eight! Owowwowyyyy!"

"Nine! Uggghhhh."

"Ten! Oh my goooodddd." I groan in both pain and pleasure.

"Mommy." I moan and mommy rubs my butt. I look back to see her smirking. She makes me spread my legs and she massages my balls through my boxers and palms my boner.

"Don't cum without mommys permission."

I moan and whine and cry as mommy palms me.

"Mommy please!" She stops and sits me up, setting me on the couch on t sore butt and crawling on top of me so she's straddling me.

"Take off mommys shirt." I immediately do as she asks, slipping the t shirt over her head to reveal her lacy black and red bra.

I wrap my hands around her waist and suck an kiss on the exposed parts of her breast, leaving hickeys. She rewards me by grinding down, then she takes off my shirt and pushes me so I'm laying in the couch with her hovering over my crotch.

She runs her hands over my chest and I close my eyes tight as mini me throbs.

"If you can make mommy cum first, mommy will let you cum." I obey immediately and flip over so she's under me. I take off her jeans and rub her through her black panties, feeling myself get nervous.

She moans in response, giving me a bit more confidence. "C-can I-" I ask as I slip a finger under the elastic.

"Yes, baby boy." I take them off her and immediately rub her clit. 

"H-how do I- um-"

"You wanna lick mommy?" I nod.

"Go ahead baby." I lick around and moan into her, making her release a louder moan and wrap her fingers in my hair.

"Ugh, suck, baby boy." I suck on the bud, and she pulls my hair and moans, letting me know I'm doing a good job. I bring my hand up and pump two fingers in her and her legs shake as she cums in my mouth.

She pulls me back up to her and kisses me roughly as I moan. She flips us around so she son top again and rubs her bare crotch on me. The sight alone is enough to make me cum, but I don't dare without permission.

She takes off my boxers and immediately harshly sucks at my tip.

"Mommy!" I nearly scream. She takes all of me and I cry out as I hit the back of her throat.

"Mommy please! Please let me cum." She hums and looks up at me, nodding slightly as she goes down again. I instantly cum hard and she continues to suck as I ride out my orgasm.

She stands and puts her panties back on before helping me back into my boxers. She hugs me tight as I sit in her lap recovering.

"Such a good little boy."

"I'm sorry for being naughty, mommy, and almost getting you in a crash."

"I know baby boy. You'll be good next time, right?"

"Yes mommy. I'll be a good boy."