章節 3054: PERFECT MOTHER, PERFECT WHORE
Mia Quinn didn't know she was going to have sex with her son Eric the day she found her sperm covered panties hidden at the bottom of the laundry basket but like the coming of winter, it was inevitable. As she held them at arms length, she had no idea what it was that covered the inside of her panties. Hesitantly, she had touched the mineral white crusty material. Then she knew. "Sperm," she gasped. She immediately felt violated and then almost physically ill. After the initial shock of discovery, she knew the source. It had to be her twenty-year-old son Eric. Her husband had been out of town for the last week and she'd thrown these panties in the hamper just a few days ago. As she stood barefoot and shivering on her cold gray basement floor, laundry spilled around her, she fought to understand why her son would do something so horrible. Out loud she asked, "Why Eric? Why did you do this to me?" It saddened her to think she'd raised a boy...well a young man now, who would stoop to such deviant behavior. 'I've raised a pervert,' she'd cried. 'What an awful thing for him to do to his mother,' she groaned as she stared at her desecrated underwear. 'We go to church, we have a good home, I'm a good mother, and he has a wonderful father. We give him everything. Why?" She dropped the offending underwear and cried the tears of a broken hearted mother. She just couldn't believe her own son was capable of something so loathsome. Her transformation from shock, disgust, hurt, and disappointment to lust and desire was gradual but again, inevitable. She was after all a very horny woman.
As she fought to understand the whys of what her son had done, Mia's anger increasingly turned to curiosity. Her son had masturbated into her panties, that much she was certain of. She thought about physical act of masturbation. 'How many times had he done it?' There was such an incredible amount of sperm. 'This couldn't all be from one time,' she told herself. There was just too much. Not only was the crotch of her modest black bikini panties completely filled but dried cum rose up the sides and back. 'He had to have done it so many times,' she marveled in disgust. It made her mind reel to think about him masturbating into them. She giggled self-consciously when she found a glimmer of humor in that. 'He must be hornier than I am, poor boy.' She knew Eric didn't have a steady girlfriend and never really had many casual girlfriends either. Although he was good looking, well liked and athletic, he had a difficult time with the opposite sex. Looking at her underwear, a glimmer of understanding took hold.
To better understand what her son had done, she knew she had to examine her own feelings about sex first. She'd never quite understood why she had such a difficult time admitting how much she really did enjoy sex. She usually made her husband Milt practically beg her before she gave into him. But it was a week into his ten day business trip and Mia couldn't wait until he got home. She was as horny as her son apparently was. Calming down a little now she began to act and think more like a mother again. She even saw the funny side of her discovery. "What were you thinking Eric? Did you think I wouldn't notice? I do the wash; didn't you think I would find them?" She sighed as she looked again at them. Most of the sperm had dried and cracked and reminded her of a sun bleached lake bottom. In several places though, especially in the crotch, it was puddled up so thick that it hadn't completely dried yet. It had a dull sticky sheen that made her curious and she wondered aloud, 'How long does it take sperm to dry? Did he do this yesterday...this morning?' She didn't know. Her husband was the only man she'd ever made love to so her experience with sperm and the amount a man could produce at any one time was limited but still...even she knew this was an extraordinary amount. As she contemplated that question and others, she consciously ignored the disturbing stirrings that were taking place inside her own body; especially those that originated from between her legs. 'Stop it Mia,' she chided herself for being distracted from her righteous anger.
Her sense of smell had always been keen and the full richness of her son's sperm reached her nose and sparked a fire in her that she found impossible to ignore. Without thinking, she brought the panties to her face and inhaled deeply. It reminded her of the time she'd visited a coffee roasting factory and had been overwhelmed with all the rich aromas that filled the air. She found this new smell just as intoxicating. She inhaled again. A rush of alarming feelings attacked her body. Her arousal had now reached a point where she could no longer overlook what it was telling her. Her breasts, more to the point, her nipples were being disloyal to her. They were always the first part of her body to show her sexual arousal. Today was no exception. She could feel how hard her cherry size nipples already were by the way they rubbed irritatingly against her oversized bra. As a teenager, she'd done everything she could to hide her nipples when they got excited, including putting band aids over them. All her life, she'd been subjected to hurtful and even envious comments about her large breasts as well the comparisons to Dolly Parton. She didn't really mind the reference since there were obvious similarities. Now as a woman of forty two, she'd grown accustomed to the leers and crude remarks about her eye popping 30DD breasts atop her five foot frame. She also knew it didn't help that she had long blonde hair and a waspish figure but that was what nature had given her and she had reluctantly accepted them. Like them or not, she had big tits!
As much as she wanted to deny it, she really did enjoy how her breasts felt when they got this way. Now alone and in her basement, with no one watching, she guiltily touched them. Her body quivered deliciously and she couldn't help smiling as a sexual rush soared up from between her legs. She wanted to scold herself for being so wicked but the delectable dampness that had crept between her slim thighs was too pleasing. She tried to blunt her sinful urges by pressing her legs together but that only put more pressure on her pussy and made her all the more aware of how turned on she'd become. To distract her body, she examined her panties again and tried to work up her anger towards her son. She wondered if were these the only pair he'd masturbated in. Determined to find out, she emptied the laundry hamper onto the floor and searched for more evidence of his sinful behavior. She was almost disappointed when she didn't find others.
With a false suggestion of disgust in her voice, she asked out loud, "Why did you do this to me Eric?" Another rush of excitement shot from between her legs and she suddenly felt so weak that she found herself sinking to the floor. She rested her aroused and over heated body against the cool surface of her wash machine. "What's happening to me," she uneasily asked as she fanned her flushed face. The dampness seeped through her well worn housedress and sent shivers through her awakened body. Her mind spun and her body trembled as she again thought about the physical act required to produce so much sperm. Even though it had been years since she'd her son completely naked, visions of his muscular swimmers body flashed through her mind. Guilt wracked her when she imagined him holding his cock to them and masturbating into them. Her mind spun out of control. 'How did he hold them,' she wondered. 'Did he wrap them around it or just ejaculate into them? How many times did he do it?' More wicked thoughts flooded her mind. 'Who was he thinking about when he did it; girls at school, movie stars? Then the worst thought came to her. 'Was he thinking of me? What a disgusting thought,' she told herself. 'Maybe he just likes panties,' she tried convincing herself as she fought to block out the disturbing notion that he thought about her as he masturbated. Her anguish only increased when she caught herself hoping it was. 'Oh Mia, how could you wish that? How could you ever hope your son thought about you when he masturbates?' She had no idea where that incestuous thought came from but was sure she had just committed a mortal sin. That didn't stop her mind from dwelling on that thought though. Unable to control her emotions, her mind focused on that lone fantasy and any guilt she might have had conveniently slipped away.
Bring her soiled underwear closer to her face, she marveled again at the amount of sperm that filled them. 'He must have done it so many times.' That made her giggle and a small smile crept across her face. 'He's just like his father,' she giggled. Milts sex drive was far stronger than hers and he was always pestering her to make love. 'Bet he wouldn't have to ask twice today' she laughed self-consciously. She could no longer ignore her pussy and conveniently forgot to admonish herself for allowing her body to respond so. Not thinking, she brought her panties back to her face and stared inside and inhaled deeply again. The smell was a delicious mixture of intoxicating earthy maleness. 'This is my son's sperm,' she said breathing deeply. Her voice sounded foreign, strained and far away. The smell was exhilarating and it excited her. She inhaled again and visions of her naked son jacking off into them swam through her mind. She wondered if he said her name when he came. She guiltily hoped so. Quickly dropping them, Mia closed her eyes and moved her hand roughly over her aching breasts. That wasn't enough to satisfy her anymore. Guilt ridden and driven by an ever increasing desire; she moved her hand under her dress and rested it over her panties. She could feel the heat coming from there. "This is so wrong! Masturbation is a sin," she half laughed as she moved her fingers across her damp crease. She resisted the urge to put her hand under her panties. She hadn't masturbated in years but as she lightly rubbed between her legs, she now wondered why not. She needed more. Her fingers as if they belonged to someone else now slipped under the elastic waistband and rested over the moist cleft of her cunt. Her pubic hair, she amusingly noted was already damp and matted. She hesitated for only a second before pushing her finger between the soft wet folds of her vulva and onto her clitoris. Slowly, agonizingly slow, she moved her finger in small circles over her engorged clit. With great reluctance, she admitted how good that felt. She wouldn't allow herself climax though. 'I'm just a little horny,' she consoled herself while at the same time slightly increasing the pressure on her clit. 'I just miss my husband,' she told herself as she guiltily let her finger slip a little further into her pussy.
With one hand still between her legs, she picked up her panties again. Glacier size chunks of dried sperm clung precariously to the fabric. Her middle finger made a fucking motion inside her pussy and she moaned softly. Before she realized what she was doing she was pressing the crusty, sperm covered panties to her face and was rubbing it against her skin like a washcloth. Her finger moved back to her clit and she rubbed it harder. The sweet-smelling aroma of cum was exhilarating as she ground her panties into her face. With the crotch pressed tightly against her nose, she inhaled again. One nostril became clogged with the plaster like mix. She blew out. Instinctively, her tongue flicked out and caught the iceberg size morsel. She tasted the brackish mixture and greedily sought out more. Her finger was back inside of her, moving faster and more determined now. When she tried to pull her own panties aside she frustratingly realized they wouldn't stretch enough to allow her full access to her pussy. Lifting herself up, she quickly pulled them down her legs, over one foot and then the other. She kicked them aside. "Oh fuck yesssss," she said letting out a loud moan when she finally got her finger back inside of her cunt. Like an addict, nothing seemed to totally satisfy her now. She pressed her soiled silk panties into her mouth and allowed her tongue to wash the crotch. She couldn't stop herself now. With her mouth wide opened, she gathered in as much of her son's sperm as she could find. Still not satisfied, she turned them inside out and stuffed them in her mouth and sucked and captured the last of her son's sperm. The cool floor fought to temper her over heated body but lost out to the overpowering force from within her. After many minutes of wild masturbation, she collapsed onto the gritty basement floor, exhausted and for the moment satisfied.
When she regained her senses, she recoiled when she saw how barren the panties were now. Only a few faint white spots were left where once it had been a whitewash of sperm. "Oh my god, what have I done?" She ran her tongue over her teeth and tasted her son again. If she could have seen her reflection, she would have thought some maniacal clown had painted her face with chalk; dried and smeared cum clung everywhere. She used her fingers to bring it to her mouth. She couldn't get enough. 'It's better than chocolate,' she laughed. When it was gone, she cried out in frustration. "What am I doing?" She began to cry and then sob. "I am so wicked." She licked her fingers. Her son's salty seed was all but gone. Drunk with lust, she ripped at the buttons of her dress and frantically pawed at her breasts. When she couldn't get her hand under her bra, she yanked it harshly aside and found her aching nipples. She pinched and pulled them and then twisted them and mashed them together. Her other hand went back between her legs and she masturbated. Again she wondered why she had ever thought this was such a horrible act. She rarely used the F word but it flowed easily out of her mouth now. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, this feels so fucking good!' Even if she'd wanted to, she couldn't control her second and third climax. Like a run away freight train, they smashed through her body and exploded from between her legs. "Ahhhhhhhh! Yesssssss! Fuck yesssss Fuck!" She screamed so loud she scared herself. When she could finally breathe normally, she wiped at the sweet beads of sweat that rolled down her face. Her fingers gathered up the last remnants of her son's sperm. She greedily brought them in her mouth and cried real tears when she knew there was no more sperm.
As she lay shivering on the floor, visions of her son's cock danced in her head. She wondered how big he was now. Was he built like his father? Giggling self- consciously, she wondered, 'Does he think about blow jobs like his father does?' She rarely gave into Milts frequent request for them because she had convinced herself the act demeaning and that she didn't enjoy them. She now silently admitted how much she enjoyed the feel of his smooth hard cock in her mouth as well as the taste of his cum. She wondered if her son's cock would feel as pleasant. 'Mia Quinn, you are so disgusting,' she playfully chided herself as she snatched up the dirty panties one more time. Looking at them, she saw again that there was nothing left but raw silk. "All gone! Ohhhh nooo," she cried out and pouted like a spoiled child. Without warning, her body began to tremble and her pussy flowed down her quivering thighs. She rolled onto her stomach, her fingers buried deep up her cunt and she brought herself to yet another fantastic climax. She called out her son's name each time an orgasm rocked her body. 'Eric, Eric, Eric' she moaned and thought of his naked body and his hard cock spewing rivers of hot cum into her mouth.
She was disgusted with herself...not for what she'd done but because she felt no shame or remorse. Finally she was so exhausted that she was sure she couldn't possibly cum one more time. The spilled laundry caught her eye again and even though she'd searched it once, she crawled to it on hands and knees and illogically tore through it in hope that she had missed a pair her son had jacked off into. There were of course no more. Frustrated, she weakly pulled herself to her feet. Her bra hung loosely below her immense breasts; the panties she'd worn as well as the pair her son had cum in lay discarded on the floor. Without bothering to fix her bra or close her dress, she staggered upstairs, her laundry long forgotten. Naked, she collapsed onto her bed and masturbated herself to sleep while thinking of her son and what he'd done...what she had done. She called out his name as she drifted off to sleep.
Eric was maybe seven or eight when he first realized that he was in love with his mother. He always made a point to be around her when she was dressing or putting on her make-up. It was a fascinating process that he never tired of. He thought she was the prettiest woman in the world. Of course he was awestruck by her boobs and was always trying to sneak a look at them or 'down there' as he called that mysterious area between her legs. He rarely got to see more than a quick glimpse of her huge white breasts and only once did he catch a fleeting quick glimpse of her without panties. She was usually very careful and modest around him. Those rare times when he did catch a look at her as she hurried around in just bra and panties always produced incredibly and wonderful little erections for him. When his prick got hard, he would innocently touch himself and even rub it against his mother's leg as he watched her. His vague memories of nursing on her immense tits were still fresh in his mind and made him long to drink from them again. If she ever noticed his erections or how he touched himself, she never said anything.
Mia understood her son's youthful infatuation and put up with his antics to a point. She thought it cute when she caught him openly rubbing the front of his pants and didn't want to embarrass him by scolding him so never said anything. She drew the line though whenever he tried to touch her breasts. She would gently push his hands away and tell him he was naughty and to behave himself. It wasn't until the day she caught him spying on her as she showered that she knew she had to take steps. He'd gotten very long looks at her boobs and pussy and for that little transgression he'd gotten a swift spanking as well as a lecture.
But it was too late. Eric had seen her magnificent naked body and was forever in love with her and it. He'd seen her golden triangle and her wonderfully huge breasts and no spanking or scolding was ever going to erase those heavenly visions from his young mind. That night, his father sat him down and gave him the abridged version of the birds and the bees as well as warning him about respecting his mother's privacy. At the time, all that talk about vaginas and penises went right over his head. It took a long time before he figured out that it was his father's penis and his mother's vagina he'd been talking about. For a while Eric hated his mother for letting his father put his penis into her vagina...the vagina he'd claimed as his own and the one he wanted to put his penis in. When puberty finally came roaring in on him, he quickly discovered what his penis was really for and how it was meant to function. His cock, although much smaller than his father's, could now do exactly what his did and he became determined to find a way to let his mother know she no longer needed his father's cock since he now had one that worked perfectly well too. Once he discovered the joys of masturbation, he became a cum machine. Like most teenage boys, he jacked off frequently. At first he did it because he could and then eventually he moved onto fantasizing about movie stars, teachers, girls at school that he thought were particularly pretty and then the naked women that graced the slick pages of his father's porn stash. But it was always the memory of his mother's tits and pussy that made him the hardest when he jacked off.When Milt returned home a few days later, Mia had worked up the courage to tell him everything she had been doing so she could ask for his forgiveness. As soon as he came in the door, she threw herself into his arms sobbing. "Milt honey, I hardly know where to begin," she confusingly started without telling him what she was talking about. "I know what Eric did was awful enough but what I've been doing is shameful beyond words." Without a breath or explanation, she continued her confession. "Something terrible has happened to me Milt. I must be sick or maybe something wicked has taken me over. I've been so bad. I've had such sinful thoughts and been doing such terrible things too. I don't know how you'll ever forgive me." She was sure he was going to hate her and be disgusted with her. "Please forgive me Milt. I'm not a bad person... a bad mother. Please Milt; tell me you still love me. I know what I've been doing is terrible but...."
Milt Quinn grabbed his wife by the shoulders and shook her. "Whoa, hold on Mia. Slow down. I have no idea what you're talking about." He couldn't believe that anything his innocent wife could ever have done would ever justify all of these emotions. Slowly, detail-by-detail, he pulled out her incredibly exciting and hot story.
"So help me Milt, I can't stop myself. I've been masturbating four...sometimes five times a day since I found the first pair. I can't stop thinking about Eric or what he's been doing or stop what I've been doing. When I found the third pair, I acted even worse. I not only ate his cum but I put them on and then masturbated while wearing them." Mia closed her eyes and turned shamefully away and told him the worst. "Milt, I....I even stuffed them inside me...in my cunt and masturbated with them inside of me. Oh Milt honey, don't hate me. I just can't help myself. Forgive me please darling."
Milts cock was ready to burst. This was the dirtiest, hottest and wildest thing he'd ever heard! All he wanted to do was throw his wife down on the couch and fuck her. The crazy part was he loved what she was telling him and wanted to tell her he wanted to watch her the next time. She never masturbated for him or for her own pleasure as far as he knew and now here she was talking about doing it dozens of times. He knew she was in a fragile state and that he had to be careful because he never wanted her to stop what she had been doing but he didn't know how to tell her without sounding like a pervert. It was all so hot and crazy and his cock had never been so hard.
"There's nothing for you to be forgiven for honey," he'd told her as he held her and tenderly stroked her hair. He knew this was his one chance for the wild and crazy sex life he'd always wanted with her. "I understand completely baby and I love you and nothing will ever change that," he told her as he tried to sooth her and clamed her down. His hands moved down her body to the curve of her tight little butt and then up to her sides and over the swell of her fantastic breasts. She didn't seem aware of what he was doing. That alone gave him hope. "I think what you did was...normal baby." She didn't seem to hear him. He squeezed her tits and was surprised to discover she wasn't wearing a bra. She never went braless! He found her nipples and was amazed to find them already incredibly hard. 'Maybe she really has changed,' he thought. She never let him feel her up like this. He'd always thought her tits as the most awesome, gravity defying pair of boobs he'd ever seen and it made him proud that they were the envy of all of his male friends and a few of his female ones too. 'No bra and this incredible story,' Milt thought. 'This is the wife I've always wanted!' It made his dick hard.
As much as she wanted to believe her husband, Mia knew what she'd been doing wasn't normal but she loved him for saying so. "Normal? Come on Milt, normal is going to Eric's swim meets or baking him cookies. Normal isn't fantasizing about having sex with him or licking his cream from my panties. We both know what I've been doing is sinful and wicked but thank you for saying that." She finally realized where his hands were and what he was doing and it made her giggle. In the past she would have pushed them away and scolded him for being so crude. But this was now and everything had changed. Instead of rejecting him, she covered his hands and held them to her breasts. 'That feels so good honey and I'm so glad you don't hate me." Squeezing his hands around her tits, she huskily told him, "Milt, so help me, I don't want to stop what I've been doing. I know it's wrong but I've never felt so alive or...or horny." A little smile crept across her face. She kissed him and told him, "I hope you like me that way." She snuck a quick look at the front of his pants and couldn't help smile when she saw his obvious hard-on. Un-characteristically, she dropped her hand over him and held him. "Ohhhh my, it looks like someone else is excited too."
"You bet I am baby," Milt said thrusting his cock at her hand. This was another first. Mia never talked or acted like this. He held her hand to his cock. "Feel me honey. I can't believe how hard you've made me." Pulling her into him, he said, "Let me show you how excited you've made me and how hot I think you are." Milt wrapped her in his arms and kissed her fiercely and was thrilled when she returned his passion. His hands were all over her now; her fabulous breast, the curve of her hips, her tight ass and then under her dress and between her silky legs. His hand moved upward and he smiled when she parted them. He moved his hand over her panties. "I don't think what you've been doing is so terrible honey. I think you just discovered something exciting about yourself... something that's been waiting to get out for a long time." He hoped she believed him because he wanted her to keep right on doing what she'd been doing. Sounding just a little self-serving he told her, "It's not as if you really did anything wrong honey. It was just a fantasy and everyone has fantasies...even hot and naughty ones like yours." He intentionally didn't mention how she'd been stuffing her panties up her cunt. Taking advantage of the situation, he slipped his fingers under her panties and fingered her wet slit. It took him a second to realize what was different down there. "Whoa! What's this?" He pulled her dress up and stared. Under her sheer bright pink panties he could see what his fingers had already discovered. "You shaved! Mia you shaved your pussy!" Her cunt was as bare as a baby's butt. "Take them off honey; I've got to see it!" He gripped his cock. If felt like it was going to explode.
Mia blushed and shyly skimmed them down over her hips. "I thought you might like me this way," she hesitantly told him as she stood naked in her living room. She'd never allowed them to fool around with the lights on much less in the house like this before. It made her smile when she snuck a quick look at her baby smooth lips. She thought it made her looked twelve years old again. When she'd first done it, she'd called herself all kinds of names; whore and slut were the worst and she was still amazed that she enjoyed thinking of herself in those terms. "I just felt like doing it...for you honey. I hope you like it this way," she said as she ran her fingers fleetingly over the area where once fine blonde pubic hair had grown. In that secret place in her mind, the one she wasn't ready to share with her husband yet, she knew she'd really done it for her son. When she had been shaving, she knew she wanted to somehow let Eric know she shaved her cunt...for him.
"Cripes yes I love it baby," Milt said as he moved his hand over her butter smooth lips. "It looks so hot!" He couldn't stop smiling. "I just can't believe you did it!" As much as he wanted to believe she had done it for him, he had a sneaky suspicion it had more to do with their son. He could live with that. If it took his son to turn his wife into the wild and sexy woman he'd come home to, then good for him. Right now, all he could think about was getting his cock or face between her legs and fucking her or licking her pussy. Looking up at her, he grinned and said, "I bet it was exciting to do it. I just wish I could have watched."
Mia nodded enthusiastically as she touched her bare lips. "You can help me next time honey and your right and it was exciting. It made me feel so dirty to see it all shaved off." She giggled self-consciously and rubbed her shaved mound. "I'll have to do it often to keep it this smooth." Taking his hand, she moved it all over her silky lips. "Don't you just love how smooth it feels?" She knew the old Mia would never have done anything like this but the new Mia loved hearing herself talk so dirty. Spreading her legs wider, she took his hand and held it to her moist gash. "I did it after I masturbated that first day. It just felt so right to do." She laughed easily and held her dress above her waist and danced giddily in front of him. Reaching for his hand, she pulled him to his feet and practically dragged him towards their bedroom. "Want to fool around big guy?" Her panties dangled from her finger and she teasingly waved them under his nose. "Smell that honey. That's me. That's what's waiting for you."
"I can't wait baby," Milt said as he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to their bedroom. "Baby, you've made me so hot I don't know if I can hold on until I get you in bed." Kissing her, he hotly told her, "I love you so much for telling me what you've been doing and especially for shaving that pretty pussy of yours. I think it's the hottest damn thing I've ever seen and I'm so proud of you," he told her as he flipped her dress up so he could get at her cunt. She was so wet, his fingers easily slipped inside of her. "Oh baby, you're pussy...your cunt is so hot." Milt danced her around their room as he awkwardly fingered her. Putting her down, he told her, "Hurry baby, get undressed. I really want you." Usually he had to wait forever for her to get ready to make love but not today. She was out of her clothes and naked almost before him. For once, she hand carelessly tossed her clothes on the floor.
"I'm glad you're as excited as I am." She giggled playfully above him and throwing caution to the wind; spread her pretty bare lips and fingered her cunt. "This is where I want you to put that big hard cock of yours Mr. Quinn. I want you to put it into my nasty ole pussy and fuck me."
"Damn baby," Milt said pulling her down on top of him. He almost speared her cunt with the first try. Mia held him to her opening and slowly sank down on him. She was already flowing profusely and he easily slipped in up to his balls. "Oh fuck Mia; your pussy is so sweet!"
Mia laughed happily above him. She loved hearing him talk like that to her but felt a little guilty as she thought about her son. "I'm so glad you're as turned on by what I've been doing as I am honey." There were more dark secrets locked away inside her mind that she wanted to tell him. She knew the dirtier she talked and acted, the easier it would be to tell him everything. Fingering her clit, she moaned, "Ohhh so fucking good Milt. I've been waiting for this all week honey." With no foreplay, she began fucking him like a sailor on leave. "So....fucking good," she said as she slammed her cunt down on his cock." She couldn't believe how easily that word came out of her mouth now. For a change, instead of being passive and letting Milt lead, she was actually initiating their love making and she was thoroughly enjoying it. She dared to hope that he really did want what she did. Closing her eyes she secretly thought about how much she wanted to fuck her son. She wanted to commit incest with him and hoped she could convince her husband to let her. She knew it would be incredibly exciting for both of them. Testing the waters, she suggestively asked, "Are you sure you want me to keep doing all those naughty things honey?" Looking him in the eyes, she challenged him. "Tell me Milt; tell me you love me and you want me to keep on doing what I've been doing. Tell me you don't mind if I eat Eric's cum or masturbate after I've shoved my panties up my cunt."
Milt almost lost his load. "Hell yes I want you to keep doing that stuff honey. It makes me so damn hard to think about you doing all those nasty things." He held her by the hips and drove his cock up into her. "You're the hottest... dirtiest wife I could ever hope for." He kissed her and hotly thought, 'I know she wants to fuck him! She's practically begging me for permission....as if I could stop her if she really wanted to.' It made his dick swell to think she would.
Mia smiled. She liked thinking of herself as hot and dirty. Kissing him all over, she lavished him with thanks. "Thank you baby, thank you, thank you, thank you for being so understanding and being my husband." She squeezed her pussy and held him deep inside of her. Bringing his hands to her tits, her voice dropped very low and she dared reveal more. "What if I told you I wanted to do more than just fantasize honey? How would you feel about that? Would that turn you on?"
"Oh geez yes honey." He knew what she was suggesting was incest but he didn't care. "I want that too. Just thinking about you doing stuff with Eric drives me crazy." He drove his cock deep into her hot cunt and fucked her just as hard as she was fucking him. "Anything honey! I want you to do anything you want!" He wanted to hear her talk dirty again. "Tell me again Mia. Tell me what you did and then tell me everything you want to do." Her freshly shaved pussy moved easily over his cock and felt like a velvet glove gliding over his cock. "Tell me while I'm fucking you."
Mia threw her cunt down at him and told him again. "I ate my son's cum from my panties. I ate his cum and masturbated.... dozens of times Milt. I masturbated while I was eating Eric's cum out of my panties and...and I think about fucking him! Is that what you wanted to hear honey?
"Yes, yes baby, say it again! But this time tell me what you really want."
"I want to fuck my own son! Do you hear me Milt? I want to fuck Eric! I want to commit incest with my son!" She was wild now. Telling him her secret desires drove her crazy. She fucked him with a passion she'd never known. Her big breasts bounced from side to side as she rode his cock to an orgasm. "I know I must sound like such a slut...like such a whore but so help me Milt, I really do want to fuck him!" Reaching between her legs, she rubbed her clit as she fucked. "I shaved my pussy for him...for my son," she unapologetically admitted. "I shaved it for him and I want to show it to him. I want him to see it and know I shaved my cunt for him!" Confessing made her incredibly hot. "Fuck me Milt and tell me you love me and you want the same things."
"I love you baby and I want the same things. I want you to fuck Eric and commit incest. I want it for all of us." Milt wasn't quite sure what he meant by that but in the back of his mind were the memories of jacking off with his buddies in high school and especially how excited it had made him to see their cocks all hard and spewing cum.
That made Mia crazy for him. She pulled off him and began fisting his slippery member. "I want this in my mouth," she said breathlessly as she knelt over him and took his cock into her mouth and sucked him. She'd never given him head after he'd been inside of her before. At first she wasn't sure she could do it but once she had him in her mouth, she forgot all about her silly reluctance to do this simple act of love. Visions of her naked son danced in her head and she knew she would do this for him too. "I'm so glad you feel the same way Milt and I'm glad you like the new me." His cock felt so nice in her mouth and she loved how he tasted and how it felt gliding past her lips and over her tongue. She was determined to make up for lost time. "I just love your cock Milt."
"Oh baby, I'm going to cum!" Milt humped her mouth and fucked her face. It only took a few seconds longer and he was exploding and filling her mouth. "So fucking good baby....so fucking good," he yelled as he pumped his sperm into her waiting mouth. He was amazed when she swallowed. She'd never done that before.
Mia was so proud of herself too. She loved the taste of his cum and gave him a sexy giggle as she savored his fresh sperm. Licking her lips, she coyly observed, "It certainly seems like someone likes it when I talk dirty." She ran her tongue over the head of his soft dick and thought how excited it would be to suck her son off with Milt watching. 'Now that would be dirty,' Mia laughed to herself. She didn't know if Milt would do that but she hoped so. She wanted to do things with Eric in front of him and with him.
"I love it, I love it, I really love it baby. The dirtier you talk, the hotter you make me. Don't ever stop," Milt laughed. "I'm so incredibly turned on and so happy you knew you could tell me everything." He couldn't stop thinking about his son and his wife together. In a fatherly way he was very proud of him and didn't blame him for what he'd been doing. Heck, he had jerked off into his sister's panties as a kid. "I'll say this about Eric," he said as he kissed her and for the first time tasted his cum on her lips, "He certainly has good taste. Just bad luck...or maybe it was good luck that you found them." Kissing her again, he grinned and asked, "You're still checking the laundry?"
Blushing, Mia laughed happily and admitted, "Everyday."
"Good girl," Milt told her as he guiltily savored the taste of his cum. Thinking quickly, he came up with an idea on how she could turn her son on even more. Pretending to be unsure of his idea, he subtly suggested, "I have an idea you may like honey. How about if you give Eric a little reward for giving you so many nice presents?
Mia smiled. She didn't know what he had in mind but she already liked his idea. She definitely wanted to turn her son on and rewarding him sounded fun. Leaning over his cock, she licked at his balls and then up the sides. "And what would that be, my very sexy husband?"
"Pictures! We could take some really hot pictures of you. Not like the other ones though," he said referring to the pictures she'd reluctantly allowed him to take of her several years ago. They were pretty tame in comparison to what he had in mind today. "What you do say honey? How about if we take some really sexy pictures of you and then let Eric accidentally find them?" He knew his son had 'borrowed' those earlier pictures. One was missing from his bureau and he figured he probably had it. He wasn't going to tell his wife about that unless she agreed to his suggestion.
Mia loved his idea and gave him a mischievous smile. "What a wonderful idea honey. Let's do it," she laughed dirtily. She now regretted how silly she'd acted years ago when he'd talked her into posing for those pictures. At the time, she'd felt degraded. Milt had talked her into posing with her dress lifted to her waist. In another, she had just been wearing her bra and panties but the one she hated the most and it showed by the sour look on her face, she'd posed braless. She'd made him promise never to ask again and to never show them to anyone. Milt had assured her he only wanted them so he could look at her when he was away on business. Smiling impishly now, she hotly suggested, "I think we should make them a lot sexier than the last ones."
Milt grinned from ear to ear. "Yeah that would be fun." He couldn't believe she was actually agreeing with him and was going to let him take dirty pictures of her. He definitely loved this new wife. "Your son deserves the best honey," he said laughing as he fisted his cock.
"Yes he does," she giggled as she faced him and fingered her pussy and showed him how much she agreed with him. She knew she was going to let him to take any kind of dirty picture he wanted; in fact she had a few ideas of her own. "I want him to get so turned on looking at them that he'll jack off into my panties over and over," she giggled naughtily. She couldn't wait to find another pair filled with his cum."And so he shall, my dirty little wife. He'll be so turned on; he'll be jacking off dozens of time a day!"
That's just what Mia wanted too. As she readied herself, she remembered what a prude she had been when she first met Milt and how different she was now. They'd met at St. Martins College, a New Hampshire Lutheran church school and Mia had been a self-professed 'good girl' and had promised herself that she would not have sex until she was married. She was as tiny as Milt was large. At 6' 3," he towered over her five-foot frame. She'd fallen in love with him the first moment they'd met and knew Milt had fallen for her too. She had been so impressed with him because he hadn't stared at or talked directly to her boobs like other boys did. He'd actually thought her bright and funny as well as beautiful. She knew Milt took a lot of kidding from his frat brothers about her breasts and how he was dating a Dolly Parton look a like. For her size, her boobs were almost comically out of proportion to her petite body.
Milt took their jibes in stride and smiled silently and let them think that Mia was the hottest ticket on campus and that he had access to her hot body. The truth was she rarely even let him get to first base. Occasionally she'd let him touch her breasts over her blouse or sweater and twice, after hours of petting, she had let him reach under her clothes and touch them over her bra. She had drawn the line at touching his cock though and had only fleetingly touched him through his pants. She understood men had stronger sexual needs but she wasn't about to do anything to help him. The one time he'd begged her to jack him off had lead to a two-week breakup. "A good girl doesn't do that until she's married honey," she'd told him when they finally got back together. Trying to fit in, she'd stretched the truth with her girlfriends by letting them think she'd actually seen Milts cock and that that she couldn't wait to 'do it' with him. Despite being as horny as Milt, she had somehow managed to control her carnal desires until after they were married.
To Milts dismay, not much changed once they were married. Mia was still reserved and shy and not very interested when it came to experimenting much past the missionary position. Talking dirty, running around the house naked, or watching porn films together were all were off limits. Their sex life was just a little bit better than ok as far as he was concerned. He'd always wished that she would loosen up and maybe give him a blow job without having to beg. Now, as he set up the camera, thanks to his son, he knew that had all changed. "Let's give him something really hot honey, something that will help him fill those panties for you."
Mia couldn't wait. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she giggled breathlessly as she stood nude in front of her mirror and combed out her long blond hair. Looking at her naked image, she proudly threw back her shoulders and made her epic breasts stand up even more. Hefting them, she laughed and said, "I want him to see all of me Milt." Facing him, she dropped her hand to her pussy and told him, "Even down here."
Fisting his cock, Milt laughed happily and agreed with her. "Oh yeah baby, you should definitely let him see that shaved pussy of yours." It was a good time to tell her about the missing pictures. "He must have found them. I'm sorry baby, I know I told you'd I'd hide them but he must have found them in my dresser."
Surprisingly, that didn't bother her. "Oh well, they weren't very sexy anyway. Hopefully once he sees these, he'll really be turned on by his mother." Kneeling naked on the bed and feeling very saucy, she asked, "How should I pose?"
"Just like that honey. Start by holding your tits up and then maybe lick your nipples. Eric will love that," he said as he focused on her boobs. "Big smile, look right into the camera. Pretend your looking right at Eric and you're posing for him." Mia posed for that shot as well as dozens of others that revealed every part of her luscious body. "How about showing him your pussy now? Sit back and spread your legs and I'll take a few of your...cunt." Milt laughed because she'd always hated that word. "Great baby," he told her as she spread her legs and let him take as many pictures of her pussy and ass as he wanted. "Now touch it honey. Touch that shaved cunt for your son." Milt would have been happy if she had just spread her lips but when she shoved two fingers up her cunt and began wildly masturbating; he couldn't shoot fast enough. "You are so hot baby! More! Show him how hot your pussy is for him. These are going to make Eric so fucking hot. He'll be filling your panties with gallons of cum." By the time they finished, he'd taken dozens of her finger fucking her hot little cunt and even a few of her sucking his cock. As hot as her pussy fucking pictures were, he loved the ones where he'd jacked off on her tits. Mia seemed to love those too. She was the perfect model, always smiling and hamming it up for the camera. "Baby, you're so hot!" His cock was dripping and he playfully waved his restored boner at her and lewdly asked, "Got any ideas on how to get rid of this?"
Mia was just as horny. Grabbing his cock, she playfully asked, "Want to fool around sailor?" As they fucked, they talked about Eric and the pictures they'd taken. Nothing was off limits now. Mia finally got up the nerve to reveal more of her forbidden desires. "I want you there honey. I want you to watch him jack off all over my tits and then when he fucks me." She was confident he would want too.
Milt couldn't believe her! He wanted to be there too but he wasn't sure it was for the same reasons. As much as he wanted too, he still wasn't sure he was ready to share his bisexual urges with her. Putting those thoughts aside for the moment, he brought up how best to get the two of them together. "I don't think you can come right out and tell him you want to fuck him or that you know what he's been doing. He might just get too scared or be too embarrassed and deny everything and that would ruin it."
Mia hadn't thought of that and panicked. "What should I do Milt? I can't just keep going on this way. I'll go crazy." Scared that she would never be able to fuck her son, she began to cry. "What are we going to do Milt. There must be someway to let him know I want him as much as he wants me."
Milt thought for a minute. "Let him think he's seduced you! You'll have put yourself into some kind of position where Eric thinks it's all his idea and you just couldn't help yourself and you just have to have him...that you can't resist him." Milt tickled her pussy and told her, "We wouldn't want him thinking his mother is a horny little slut that is only interested in having sex with him. You've got to make it look like you've fallen in love with him...which you have but you've got to make it look convincing. It'll have to be an Academy Award winning performance." He could see by the smile on her face that she loved his idea and gave her a little finger fucking to relive her pent up excitement. "After that, well you'll be able to do anything you want, including lifting your dress in front of him and handing him your panties and ask him to jack off into them as you watch. What do you think?"
Mia loved his plan had an idea how to make it work. She told him about it and then threw her cunt at his fingers and demanded his cock. "Do me honey. Fuck me and tell me what a dirty little whore I am for wanting to fuck my own son."
"You are a dirty whore Mia Quinn. Only a dirty little whore would want to fuck her own son."
After they'd both cum, they lay together, hugging and laughing and talking about her plan. Mia was sure it would work but she was still a little worried about how her loving husband would react the first time she fucked her son. She didn't want to make him jealous or have him change his mind about committing incest. She definitely knew she wanted him involved more than just watching too. "You're sure your ok with this honey. The last thing I want to do is make you jealous."
Milt laughed, "I'm not going to be jealous honey. I'm more than ok with this."
"This is important to me Milt. I don't want this to be just about Eric and me. I want you involved too. You're my husband and I love you and I want you to be involved with this incest too." Mia rose up over his face and held her pussy inches from his mouth. "Eat me honey. Eat me while I'm full of your cum." It thrilled her to see how quickly he pulled her down onto his face and begin licking away at her cum filled cunt. The one time he'd asked her to do this, she been so upset with him that she'd made him sleep on the couch. Now here she was literally throwing her cunt at him. When she finally pulled away from his wet face, she kissed him and tasted their combined juices. It made her so excited, she could barely breathe. "Just think Milt, one day soon, you may be eating me and instead of tasting your cum it will be Eric's. Could you do that honey? Could you eat me or fuck me knowing Eric just fucked me?"
"Wow Mia, when you put it that way, it kind of scares me but yeah...I think I could." Pulling her down over his face again, he stuck his tongue deep up her pussy again and thought about how hot it would to do this right after his son had fucked her. He knew he would and now wondered if his son had bisexual desires too. Licking his lips clean, he rolled his wife off of his face and gave her a big hug and told her, "I can't wait to find your pussy full of Eric's cum baby. Turn about is fair too! I'll eat you and then fuck you and then let him go down on you and taste me." That really turned him on.
"That would be so hot baby! I really want this for all of us. I want you there watching and doing stuff with us. I want our family to live in incest!" She wondered how her son would react to having his father there watching and participating. Some men were overly sensitive about their manhood; she hoped Eric wasn't. Just the thought of her two men, naked and making passionate love to her ...and maybe to each other drove her crazy. She'd always suspected that Milt had bisexual feelings and now she hoped her son did too.
By his early teens, Eric had taken to snooping in his parent's bedroom. His father's top bureau drawer always held a treasure chest of goodies, including, what he considered three very sexy pictures of his mother. His favorite, the one he jacked off to most often, was of her posing topless. It was the first time he'd seen her tits since that wonderful day, years ago in the shower.
He loved walking around the house naked when they were out. His stiff pecker was always at attention as he searched their room for any recent signs of their sexual activity, such as condom wrappers in the trash. It was during one of his naked forays that he discovered his mother's underwear drawer. Life dramatically changed for him after that. He quickly took advantage of his find by using them to masturbate with. His six-inch throbbing cock was painfully hard the first time he wrapped a pair of her sexy panties around it and jerked off. His orgasm was intense, better than any he'd ever had before. He'd never cum so much and he loved knowing his dick was rubbing right where his mother's pussy had been. He dared take a pair back to his room, figuring she'd never miss them, to jack off with in the privacy of his room. His first choice was a pair of black silk bikinis. He'd use them a dozen times before hiding them at the bottom of the dirty laundry basket. They were so loaded with his cum that they sagged at the crotch. He would then borrow another pair and continued where he'd left off; jacking off into them, filling them with cum and go to the next pair. Each time he came only increased his misguided love for her as well as his desire to fuck his mother. He knew in his heart that one day he would find a way to tell her how much he really loved her. She was the only woman he wanted and he just knew that some day, some how, he would seduce her and get her to love him the same way he loved her. He simply reasoned that once she'd seen his hard cock and learned the depths of his love for her...and how horny he was for her, she wouldn't be able to resist him and beg to have sex with him. Until then, he would just be satisfied with fucking her panties and looking at her sexy pictures.
He found three new and incredibly hot pictures of her under some hankies in his father's top drawer. He would later learn that they had been placed there only days before. He was dumb stuck when he first stumbled upon them. He had no idea his mother was so dirty or would pose for such raunchy pictures. She'd always railed against any kind of pornography and he'd always worried that she would discover his father's stash in the garage and make him get rid of them. Now seeing her licking her boobs and fingering her incredible shaved cunt blew his mind. He especially loved how she seemed so happy and how she smiled and blew kisses to the camera...to him. It gave him hope that if she were dirty enough to pose and act like such a whore, then she was a whore enough to have sex with him!
He never dared take more than one picture back to his room at a time and he hid it under his mattress along with her panties. With each one, he would make up a storey. His favorite story revolved around his mother showing him her naked body and then teaching him how to fuck her. Her soft lilting voice would say to him, "This is my pussy Eric or you can call it my cunt if you like that better. Can you say that honey? Can you say pussy? Can you say cunt?"
"Cunt," Eric would mouth the words to the picture as he rubbed his cock against her panties. He liked how dirty that sounded and couldn't wait to someday actually tell his mother how much he loved her cunt. He practiced naked in front of his mirror. "You're cunt is awesome mom," or, "I really want to fuck your cunt mom."
His mother's fantasy voice would answer back, "I'm glad you like looking at my cunt honey and of course you can fuck me. I've always wanted to feel that big hard dick of yours up my cunt." He was sure, once she'd seen his cock; she'd want to have sex with him. He just had to figure out a way to make that happen.
Chapter 2
ACCIDENTS MAKE MOM PERFECT
Milt shook his head when he saw what his wife was wearing. "You're not really going to wear that are you Mia?" She'd put on her oldest nightgown. It was flannel, the one she normally wore around the house because it was safe to be seen in. It buttoned tight at the neck and went all the way to her feet and fit snuggly at her wrists. It was about as sexy as a potato sack. "I guess I thought you were going to wear something a little sexier," he chuckled from their bed. He was slowly stroking his cock as he watched her primp for her latest attempt at seducing their son. She'd been this far several times before, only to loose her nerve at the last moment. He was hopeful this would be the time.
Mia was determined to go through with it today. "I don't want to shock or scare him honey. He's seen me in this hundreds of times and hopefully it will make him less nervous." She really wore it because she was still scared of what she was about to do. "I want to make it seem normal when he sees me." Facing the mirror, she hefted her scrumptious breasts and smiled at how little they sagged. She loved how they looked and felt. "I'm still so nervous Milt and if it all goes wrong, well, wearing this will make it seem like an innocent mistake."
"You're probably right baby." He still wished she would wear something a little more revealing and sexier but he knew he was thinking with his dick and not his head. Standing behind her, he pushed his cock into the soft folds of her gown and wedged it between her cute little butt cheeks. "Eric will be turned on no matter what you're wearing, especially after you crawl into bed with him." He reached around her and teased her tits. It made him so damn hard to think she might actually go through with it this time. Closing his eyes, he could almost see his son's cock entering her pussy. He was envious of him. He'd always been turned on by incest and now his son was beating him too it. He was so excited that it was all he could do not to bend Mia over and fuck her standing up.
"I hope so honey," she said as she moved his hands all over her breasts. Her cunt was already on fire and having Milt's cock pressed up against it was driving her crazy. "I really want this honey," she said turning into him and pressing her buxom body into his. "I want this Milt, more than anything."
"I know you do too honey and so do I. I want you to fuck Eric." They kissed and ground their bodies into each other and whispered dirty things. Breaking their kiss, Milt laughed good-naturedly and turned her toward the door. He gave her butt a playful swat and told her to, "Go forth and sin."
Mia stood at her son's door and gathered her courage. She'd been this far before, only to loose her nerve at the last minute but she was determined to go through with it this time. Before she could back out, she knocked softly and opened his door a crack. Her soft, sweet voice called out to him, "Baby. Eric, are you awake honey?" As clam as her voice sounded, inside she was still a hurricane of emotions. Gliding across his room, she barely noticed the sports posters of Olympic swim champions and baseball players covering his walls or the model airplanes that hung from the ceiling. She waited for an agonizing long time at the edge of his bed before he finally answered her.
"No," Eric's muffled voice quacked from under his covers. It barely made it through the heavy blanket and sheets. As soon as he'd heard his door opening, he'd rolled toward the wall and pulled his covers tightly over him. He'd been jacking off and was now close to having a heart attack. "I mean yes mom." He was literally scared stiff. 'Why is she here?!' As soon as his door opened, he'd let go of his cock and prayed he hadn't been caught. He knew it was his mother even before she'd spoken. His father wouldn't have been so quiet. He'd have just stuck his head in the door and yelled like a drill sergeant. The other reason he knew it was his mother was by the wonderful floral smell that filled his room. He couldn't remember a time when she didn't smell wonderful. She was after all, the perfect mother and perfect mother's always smelled good.
Mia touched his shoulder. "I'm sorry to wake you honey but I'm just so cold and I need you could warm me." She lifted his covers just enough to crawl under with him. In that quick moment, she saw a flash of bare skin and saw that he was naked. Trying not to giggle, she crawled in and lay facing him. She lay motionless and thought about the very cute butt she'd just seen. Seeing him made her all the more determined. "You're mother's so cold baby, warm me up," she said as she snuggled into his naked body. Draping an arm over his bare shoulder, she pulled herself tightly into him. The heat coming from him practically made her purr. His warmth penetrated through her gown and all the way to her pussy. Hugging him, she said, "I'm so cold and you're so warm, it's not fair. You don't mind do you honey?" Mia let her warm breath move against his ear and waited for him to say something. She couldn't stop smiling, she was very proud of herself for getting this far.
"Ahh,....no mom." He could barely hear his voice. It was barely above a whisper. He never wore pajamas and he was sure his mother knew he was naked. That would be embarrassing enough but he'd almost been caught beating off too. Despite all his big talk about seducing her, all he wanted her to do now was leave. He couldn't decide if he was frightened or excited. The only thing he had to be thankful for was that for once, he hadn't been using her panties or looking at her naked pictures as he jacked off. They were still safely tucked under his mattress. He lay perfectly still and hoped she would go away. When he felt her tits press into his back and then her leg move over his, he thought he was going to die. He had no idea what to do or say so he just lay there, frozen in fear. For all intents and purposes, he was still a virgin and had absolutely no idea what to do even if he had wanted to. He'd felt up exactly two girls before and had somehow talked one into giving him a hand job but he'd never had sex much less been naked in bed with a woman before.Mia could sense her son's anguish and did her best to keep him that way. She hugged him harder. "Mmmm, you're so warm honey. I just need a minute to get warm and then I'll let you get back to sleep." She pretended to shiver. "Brrrr, I'm so cold." Her tits rubbed deliciously against his back. She pulled him tighter and waited for him to do something. She had hoped that once she'd gotten in bed with him, he would become aggressive and just roll over and fuck her without any foreplay. That would have been so easy, she laughingly told herself because she really didn't need any foreplay. She was wet enough to put out a small fire. As they lay like that, it didn't take her long to realize that Eric was either much too shy or frightened to take control. She decided to help him.
"Ok, sure mom," Eric hesitantly replied. He was only now coming out of the initial shock of having his mother in bed with him and unfortunately was still too stunned and embarrassed to enjoy the moment. Being naked in bed with your mother had that affect. His mind reeled as he thought about how he'd dreamt of this very moment and now here he was acting too scared and embarrassed to do anything about it. He had thought it would be so easy. 'Get her into bed, let her see my cock and then fuck her!' But here she was and all he could do was act like a scared kid instead of the great lover he'd always pictured himself as. His mind spun crazily and he could almost hear her hidden panties mocking him. That weirdly made him think about his preference in her panties. As much as he loved her thongs and knowing she wore them, for all practical purposes, her full-bottomed ones were much better to jack off into. They held much more cum. Until this moment, he'd also never dwelt long on what the consequences would be if he were ever caught. He was now sure she would disown him or worse.
"Thank you honey. Just until I get warm, ok?" Mia snuggled tighter into him.
"I guess so mom," he tentatively told her as he stared out his window. Despite what she was wearing, he felt his body responding to it. He had opened one eye long enough to catch a quick glimpse of her in her 'Mother Hubbard' night gown, As many times as he'd jacked off, he'd never been able to conjure up a sexual fantasy of her wearing it. It was so heavy that he'd never caught even a hint of her naked body under it or been able to see more than the slight swell of her breasts. She might as well be wearing a potato sack.
"I just love how warm you are," she said as she nuzzled tighter into him. Mia couldn't help but smile when she noticed his unused pajamas at the end of his bed. Each day she'd carefully laid them out, only to find them unused the next morning. Since her discovery of what he'd been doing to her panties, she'd taken a perverse pleasure knowing he slept naked. Her cunt ached for him now and she wished she dared touch it. She decided to do a something to help him. Ever so slowly, she moved her leg higher against his and pressed tighter into him. 'Mmmm, you feel so nice and warm." Her gown rode up and more bare skin came in contact with his searing flesh. Heat radiated from him and spread through her. Her body vibrated with excitement. "Oh much better," she mewed as she moved her leg seductively between his. A thrill shook her body and she felt her cunt throb for him.
Eric's cock went into automatic overdrive and immediately stiffened. 'No!' he silently screamed. His hand instinctively went to it. He had a raging hard-on again and he prayed his mother wouldn't know. He tried to pull away from her but the wall was right there and her leg held him firmly in place; there was no escape. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves and tried to will his cock down. His mother's alluring floral scent filled his head and her body felt so good. His cock not only refused to go down, it got harder!
Mia's soft and smoothing voice sang in his ears, "Oh, I could stay like this forever. You're so warm and toasty Eric." She snuggled tighter into him. She couldn't help herself now. Her hand moved over the smooth curve of her butt and teased that warm area between her legs. Her secretions flowed and she wished more than anything that he would touch her there. She wondered if he could smell her sex, she definitely could. "Help me get warm honey. Warm your mother," she gently encouraged him to roll towards her. When he refused to budge, she slipped her hand over his muscular chest and rubbed his firm naked body. She kept her hand low, right over his rippled stomach. Her nipples tingle as she pressed them into him. When she moved again, her gown blessedly pulled up higher and more of her bare flesh came in contact with his legs.
"Mom...geez," Eric moaned woefully as his mother forced her body into his. His prick pulsed in his hand and it was all he could do not to stroke it. The night gown that he hated so much now felt like the sheerest of silk. He could feel her tits boring into his back. His hand closed tighter around his cock and he dared slide it over his hot skin...but only twice. Each time his mother moved her leg higher, he was sure he was going to cum. He froze when she moved it higher. He was sure her knee was going to touch his balls. She had to know he was naked! His hand mechanically moved up and down on his cock. He dared squeeze it once more. And then it happened. Without warning, he started cumming. His body stiffened and then heaved and his cock began to spurt a violent torrent of hot cum. He let go of it but it was too late. Sperm erupted from it and covered his hand as well as his crisp white bed sheets. A brief, tortuous moan escaped his lips. He couldn't control his hips from involuntarily bucking. His cock humped empty space. His ejaculation took only seconds but it took a much longer for his body to stop shaking.
Mia realized what was happening to him almost immediately. She recognized those male sounds. She pretended she didn't. "What honey? Are you ok?" She stroked his blond hair and pushed up on her elbow and looked down at him over his shoulder. She saw the agonizing look on his face and felt so sorry for him. It also brought a mischievous grin to her face. She moved her tits enticingly against him and was rewarded when his hips and butt began moving back into her. Her pussy began creaming. She said the first thing that came into her mind. "I love you so much." She didn't know what else to say to make it better for him. It had been a very long time since a man...or a boy had cum without her mouth or pussy being involved. As she lay there listening to his raspy breathing, she became even more aroused. Reaching between her legs, she dared give her pussy a moment of relief. Without thinking, she pressed hard against his butt and seductively humped him. That oddly helped to control her orgasm. Not wanting to loose the moment, she whispered into his ear, "I love my big handsome son." She put a sexy little emphasis on the word 'big.'
"Mom, I...I, ah...!" Eric didn't know what to say or do. Paranoid, he was sure she knew what had just happened and was just as certain that this was God's way of punishing him for jacking off into her panties and looking at her naked pictures. He just wanted to die and make it all go away. He pulled the covers over his head and almost cried. Careful not to let her know what he was doing, he wiped his sticky hand on the sheets and silently damned his cock for still being so hard.
Mia continued to lightly rotate her groin against him. "What is it honey? What were you going to say?" She inhaled deeply and was sure she could smell the hearty aroma of his familiar sperm. Her tongue flicked across her lips and she imagined how fresh it must taste. 'My poor baby,' she thought. 'What has mama done to you? I only want what you want,' she silently said. She thought about telling him she knew what had just happened and what was hidden under his mattress but correctly guessed that would only make him more embarrassed. She had to stick to her plan. She had to make it look like she was being seduced by him. She tried to think of a way to make his accidental ejaculation an advantage. She silently giggled; she'd never been in this situation before but found it funny.
Eric's mind raced to find a way to get away from her. "I...ah...I ah...I have to go to the bathroom," he finally sputtered. It made feel like such a little kid to say that but it was better than having her know he had just accidentally cum. "I have to pee," he pathetically said. He felt like such a little boy.
"Oh. Of course," Mia stoically replied. She tried to hide the disappointment in her voice and hoped this wasn't the end of her attempt at seducing him. If it was, then she only had herself to blame. She'd moved too fast. Now she had to figure out someway for him to get out of his without being humiliated anymore than he was. She wished it didn't have to end this way. And then it came to her. He was naked and his pajamas were right there. She would give him a way to get past her without letting her see him naked. She really did want to see his body though...especially his cock, she silently giggled. Determined not to leave his bed until she had at least tired, she subtly asked, "Should I close my eyes?" Her voice held just hint of amusement.
"Yes," Eric croaked embarrassingly. 'She knows! Damn it! She knows I'm naked,' he told himself. 'Now what?' He let out a long sigh and gave up. He knew he had to say it. "I don't have anything on mom." He stared at the wall, humiliated beyond words.
Mia couldn't help giggling. "I know Eric. I put your pajamas out for you ever night and they're in the same place every morning. It's ok honey; lots of men sleep in the nude, your father does." She hoped sharing that information would make him feel better.
"He does?" That made him relax a little. He slowly rolled over onto his back and made sure he covered his boner with his hands as thought about that. He liked the idea that his father slept naked next to his mother. He loved and respected his father more than any man and it made him feel closer to him knowing they both slept naked. It made him wonder if his mother slept in the nude too. Remembering her pictures, he bet she did.
"All the time," Mia chuckled as she rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. Shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, mother and son lay silently next to each other, each with their own private thoughts about the other. "You're more like your father than you know," she said smiling. The heat generated between them was incredibly arousing. Mia hoped that her son's moment of humiliation was over. "Want me to hand them to you?"
Eric sighed and shook his head. "No, I can get them." Holding the covers tight, he quickly reached for his pajamas. Pulling them under the covers, he struggled not to touch her as he pulled them on. "Close your eyes mom," his voice pleaded.
"So shy," she teased. She pulled the sheet up over her head. "How's this?"
Seeing her wrapped up like a little mummy finally made Eric relax enough to smile. "Good," he chuckled as he stared at her silhouette. He thought her petite body looked like a little doll all wrapped up for Christmas. The sheet was pulled so tight over her that all he could make out where her toes and huge breasts. Her tits reminded him of huge worn down mountains waiting to be climbed but it was the distinct outline of her excited nipples that made his dick jump. 'Is she turned on? Is that why their so big?' His cock came fully back to life inside his pajamas. Not thinking, he stupidly pulled on it a few times as he lusted over her sexy body. It felt so awesome to play with it with her right there. He'd always wanted to do something like this. Not thinking about the consequences, he pulled it out and stroked it. 'Oh fuck,' he silently hissed as he masturbated. He gave it a few cautious tugs before finally stopping and tucking it back in. "Don't look," he warned her as he slipped out from under the sheets. He took a quick look to make sure she wasn't and then paused. 'She can't see me,' he told himself. He couldn't resist letting his raging hard-on spring from the open slit of his pajamas. His hand moved over it and he began to unwisely beat off as he looked at her outline. His only thought was, 'I have my dick out and I'm jacking off at my mother. Fuck,' he muttered as he aimed it at her tits and then towards her pussy. He couldn't believe what he was doing or how everything had gone from terrible to so fantastic. He was actually jerking off at his mother.
"Well?" Mia asked impatiently from under the covers. "Are you decent?" Instead of waiting for him to answer, she pulled the sheet down. She saw what he was doing and shrieked, "Eric!" She quickly ducked back under the sheets. It took all her willpower not to over react. She didn't know if she should scream at him or throw the sheets off and take him in her arms.
"Mom...I'm...oh shit," Eric said as he quickly stuffed his dick back into his pajamas. "I'm sorry mom...Oh geez!" He couldn't believe he'd been caught beating off! He knew he had to get away before he died of embarrassment or she killed him. He was just about to bolt for the bathroom when her hand shot out and locked onto his arm and held him in place.
"Don't you dare move Eric!" She held his arm in a steel grip.
"Geez mom, I ah...I'm so sorry. I don't know what...I wasn't... really!" He tried to pull away but her hand was like a vice.
Mia managed to calm herself. "Yes you were, so don't lie to me Eric." Her legs involuntarily started to scissor and brought some much needed friction to her pussy. "I saw you!" She fell silent for a long moment and then softly said, "Its ok, I understand."
"You do?" He didn't know what she meant but turned to the wall and softly banged his head against the window sill. 'So stupid, so fucking stupid,' he told himself. Red faced and still shaking, he dared face her. She thankfully still had the covers over her head. Lust, fear, lust, fear; he couldn't decide what he was feeling. He stared at her breasts as they rose and fell. His cock twitched and he couldn't control himself and held it again. 'Stop it! She just saw you jerking off. She's going to kill you. She's going to tell dad,' he silently told himself. His grip tightened around his cock and he began to slowly beat off. It felt so good and he couldn't stop. Lust!
Mia knew this was her chance. She just had to play her role as the poor seduced mother convincingly. Trying not to sound too giddy, she told him, "Yes I do understand Eric and please don't lie to me. I saw what you were doing." She wasn't going to let him deny what he had been doing. "You were masturbating and you would have... if I hadn't caught you." She wanted him admit that he had been jacking off.
"No...no! I'm so sorry mom. I never would have ..." He couldn't admit the truth.
Mia wasn't going to let him off the hook. "Stop it Eric. I'm not stupid. I saw you. You were masturbating. You were holding your...and you were doing it...I saw you! You were pointing it right at me!" She made sure there was a deep hint of awe in her voice when she added, "I had no idea you were so...so ma...mature." She hoped she sounded like a silly schoolgirl in love. She knew this was her best chance at getting him to think she wanted him just because she'd seen his cock. Now all she had to do was help him come to the same conclusion.
Eric didn't know what to say. His mother baffled him. She didn't sound mad and it confused him when she'd said 'so mature.' Was she talking about his cock? If she was, she actually sounded impressed...really impressed! He looked down at it and smiled. 'She was impressed,' his inflated ego told him. He liked that. "I'm so sorry mom. I wouldn't have, I swear. I mean I was but I never would have," he babbled. His cock grew even harder and he wisely stuffed it back inside but couldn't resist holding his hand over it. Even though she still had the sheet pulled tightly over her, it was as if nothing did. He watched her breasts move up and down. Her nipples looked even larger and he imagined he could even see the mound of her pussy moving. Closing his eyes, he saw her naked pictures and it made his prick jump. Knowing it was the right thing to do, he apologized sincerely. "I'm really sorry mom."
Mia loosened her grip on his arm and softly said, "I'm not." Her voice was barely above a whisper. She wasn't acting. She was excited beyond anywhere she'd ever been before.
"You're not sorry? How come?" Eric couldn't believe his ears. If he could have seen his face, he would have laughed at the silly grin covering it. He had to find out why she wasn't sorry she'd caught him. Letting go of his cock, he asked, "But mom, I ah....I was doing it...how come your not mad?"
"I'm disappointed but not mad. Disappointed that you would take advantage of me like that but I'm not mad that I saw you or that you were...so excited that you were masturbating." She laughed lightly and squeezed his hand. She let the sheet fall and sat up and looked at him and said, "Admit it Eric, you were doing it because you thought I wouldn't see you and for that I will accept your apology."
Eric dropped his eyes and gave her the apology she deserved. "I'm really sorry mom. I apologize" His cock felt like it was going to explode. He didn't care.
Mia gave him her sweetest smile. "Thank you and I accept your apology but maybe it's me that should be apologizing to you honey. I mean, I'm the one that crawled in bed with you. I should have realized how that might affect you...turn you on but....I just never knew you...knew you felt that way about me." Her words seemed to drift off dreamily, almost too indistinct to be heard. "I guess I should feel flattered that such a handsome young man...my son would want to do that." Her tone hinted that she was thrilled that he had. Her eyes deliberately went lower and focused on the open slit of his pajamas. She could see him. He was still hard but all she could see was a portion of his pink shaft. The head was hidden frustratingly out of her sight. Flirting with him, she let her tongue run across her lips and she told him, "I am flattered Eric." She giggled and blushed deeply and pulled the covers back over her... as if inviting him...daring him to do it again. "I'm very flattered that I make you feel that way." She smiled under the covers.
Eric was even more confused now and stared numbly at her. Speaking to the sheets, he told her, "I just couldn't help it mom. You're so beautiful and...just feeling you next to me...I just..." He couldn't think straight. "I couldn't help it. I've always loved you so much mom. I would never do anything to...."
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