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"Just your son as well."

"Becky like I said, it has to be the taboo of it because for two months we've been fucking I can't get enough! No matter how many times he fucks me I want more! I think about it, dream about it. The second we're done I'm wondering when we'll fuck again! I took today out of work because he had it off and I wanted to fuck him all day."

"I've been in sexual overdrive. I'm getting to the point I might go out and find some guy to fuck, but I'm still going to fuck Tommy until he decides he doesn't want me anymore. In the meantime? Any time he wants and anything he wants and he feels the same way." She smiled at me, "I've been so horny I've been looking at you and thinking about..."

"I get it."

"Show me your pussy again you might." She winked.

"Cynthia!"

"Seriously remember that time we did? It was a thrill wasn't it? Neither of us were into girls, especially each other, but it was the fact we were and those other girls were watching. It was the taboo that made it hot and that's what this is."

"No, we're not related. Anyway, you told your story and honestly Cynthia, it's still sick. You shouldn't be messing with Tommy. Even if he wants it you're the parent. You need to stop and..."

"Sick huh?" She asked.

"Yes and..."

"Then why did you watch us for so long?" She raised her eyebrows. "I knew you were there Becky. When I first saw you looking in the window I panicked, but you didn't leave, you stayed." She gave me a nasty smile, "You watched me suck him, you watched him fuck me and you stood there and watched my son cum all over my face and my tits."

"I..." I began to blush, "I...I was just kind of..."

She stopped me with a raised hand. "You were confused. You thought it was wrong, but hot. Didn't you?"

"It, I mean..."

"It was like an accident. You don't want to see people hurt, but you look anyway." She nodded, agreeing with herself, "It was hot and you know it. You can't deny it Becky, know why?"

"Why is that?"

"Because don't think for a second I didn't see the look on your face when I was telling you about it. You looked like you were ready to stick your fingers between your legs right in front of me."

"That's not true!" I said nervously.

"Okay, I will make a deal with you." Cynthia said. "If you weren't turned on, I will try to find a place for Tommy and I to stay and I will leave right away. If you were horny, I stay until the end of the weekend and...you agree to try something for me."

"What?"

"Deal or no?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Just like the old days, Becky, you have to pay to play."

"Fine." I gave my head a toss, "Go ahead, how do you know I was turned on?"

"I'm going to put my hand between your legs and touch your pussy." She grinned, "Don't worry; I won't finger you, just rub the edge of my hand across. You're going to be wet aren't you?"

"I won't be." I said, "And I'm not letting you touch me."

"Then that's my answer." She said.

"I..." I stopped when Cynthia leaned forward. She placed her hand on my thigh and slid it under my robe. She was smiling and when her hand was just about to touch my sopping pussy, I grabbed her wrist and moved her hand.

"You little slut!" she clapped her hands. "See you're still a dirty girl aren't you?"

I had no answer, but to lower my head.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm not one to judge, for sure!" She laughed, "But see my point? You were turned on. I've been thinking a lot about it and here's what I figure. We're told from day one family is wrong. We're conditioned incest is a taboo sin, a crime to some degree and like I said for children damn straight."

"But...Think about how little it took Tommy to get interested in me; a video of me masturbating. By rights he should have said 'oh, gross' and shut it off, right?"

"I would think." I sighed.

"Instead he got infatuated with it and me. That video got him started and I egged it on just by showing more skin than usual. I went from mom to object of lust very quickly. On my side, the fact my son was stroking to that video should have sent me to find him help. I should have been upset and felt shame as a mother as if I did something wrong. But instead? Like I said just obsessed with the thought and again, Becky the sex is indescribable."

"What's your point?"

"Point is I think its closer to the surface than people think and it doesn't take that much to feed that lust. I think it's called taboo and spoken against so strongly because it is so secretly desired. That one finger pointing, three pointing back thing."

"That's crazy. You and Tommy are an exception, there's..."

"And that's what you're going to do for me." Cynthia announced, "You're going to prove me right."

"I am? Hey!" My eyes widened, "Are you saying you want me to...with Jon?"

"Yes." She nodded, "Tommy and I are going away this weekend. We're going to see his cousin in New Hampshire, but on the way we're stopping off on a motel and we're going out dancing. No one will know who we are."

"I'll be a hot cougar with her cub and we're going to be all over each other in front of people who have no idea they are watching a mother with her son." She sighed, "Tommy's idea. That boy has a dirty mind, I love it"

I started to envision it and she laughed, "See? I can see the look on your face."

"Because it's not me and Jon."

"Here's all I want you to do. Its Thursday so starting tonight I want you to dress differently. I want you to show off that damn fine body of yours. I want you to see how Jon looks at you."

"You think if I show some cleavage he's going to want me?"

"Yes. You're going to flash those big tits and that tight little ass and you're going to do it until I come back," she gave a sly smile,

"Like it will take that long. I'll tell you what. Not only will he look, you'll love him looking. You'll want him to see more. I guarantee that if you let him see those tits of yours, he will want you like no man has ever wanted you and you're going to let him, hell maybe you'll even make the first move."

"You...you're wrong."

"Then you can prove me wrong by keeping your hands off your son while I'm away. But I am willing to bet that since you saw me with Tommy you've already thought about it."

My face flushed and I turned my head.

"You did!" She exclaimed, "See, Becky? Just you seeing how could it was for me and Tommy has you thinking!"

I looked up as she slid off the bed.

"We're done talking for now. You can pretend all you want. I know what will happen when I'm gone. Now I'm going to head downstairs and change before Jon comes home and I promise I'll stay in my room tonight. I'll tell Tommy we can't until we leave Saturday okay?"

"Sure." I said in a subdued tone.

"In the meantime I sent you something."

"What."

Cynthia was already walking to the bedroom door speaking over her shoulder. "I sent you the video of me and Tommy from this afternoon. I know you're going to watch it."

Without another word she left the room. I sat there stunned at not only what she had told me, but my reaction to it. I sat there for a few minutes trying to get a grip on myself. I looked over to my lap top on the desk in the corner.

"Don't do it." I said aloud.

I lasted five minutes before I got up and sat down at the desk, I went to my e-mails and saw one from Cynthia with the subject "You know you're going to"

Even though she was mocking me I opened the e-mail and clicked on the video. My fingers were trembling as I waited for the media player to open. I gasped when the video opened right to Cynthia licking Tommy's cock.

He must have been holding the camera because the view was pointing straight down his chest to where his mother was now licking his balls. Cynthia ran her tongue along his shaft and after kissing the dripping tip of his cock smiled, "Tell mommy what you want baby."

"I want my mom to suck my cock." He answered.

"I want better than that." She purred running her tongue along the underside of his cock, "Be mommy's bad boy."

"I want my slutty mother to put her son's big dick in her mouth." He responded.

"Hmmm, your mommy is a pig isn't she?" She asked, then took him deep into her mouth

As Cynthia bobbed her head slowly up and down her son's impressive cock I leaned back in the chair and with a helpless feeling placed my foot on the edge of the desk and began rubbing my clit while watching my best friend blow her son.

****

"Hey Mom!"

I opened my eyes at the sound of Jon's voice and saw him squatting down next to my lounge chair.

"What is it honey?" I asked groggily, I wasn't sure if I'd been in a fog recalling Thursdays' revelation and conversation with Cynthia or if I'd dozed off.

"You've been laying in one spot for awhile and I didn't see you put anything on." He put his hand on my thigh, "I don't want to see you get sunburned."

"You're so sweet!" I smiled up at him.

Jon had removed his glasses and taking mine off I looked up into his blue eyes. "Really, honey, I love how you try to look out for me. Your dad never did."

"No," he shook his head, "I bet he didn't take care of you in any way."

That was another leading statement and I noticed his hand was still on my thigh. Not just my thigh, but my inner thigh and not too far from the orange material covering my pussy.

It was a spot a son probably shouldn't have his hand, but I wasn't about to ask him to move it. His tanned skin looked good on my white flesh and I could feel his fingers trembling slightly.

His eyes dropped down and I didn't have to look to know my nipples were hard again.

"No," I said softly, "Your father didn't take care of me in any way." I played into the remark this time, "Your mom was married, but very lonely."

"A woman as beautiful as you should never be lonely." He replied.

His voice sounded strained and I forced myself not to jump when his hand slid a couple of inches further up my thigh.

"No?"

"No, you should be with a guy who can make you happy."

"Amen to that!" I laughed, "Know anyone? Right now I'd just settle for fun, not a proposal."

"Um, well no..." he laughed nervously.

"Hey you have a lot of friends in school, right?" I looked him in the eye, "Know anyone who might be interested in a neglected Milf who's really pent up?"

"Pent up." He repeated, "Yeah, uh, TMI, Mom."

"Sorry, just getting tired of batteries." I sighed.

"Mom, I..." he leaned closer to me and trailed off.

"What is it, honey?"

"I...Not sure how to say this, but um..."

"Just say it." I whispered my heart pounding.

Jon lowered his head until our faces were inches apart and my breath caught when I realized he was going to kiss me. I remained still, but did part my lips slightly, subtly inviting the kiss. Part of my mind screamed at me that we were outside, but right now I just wanted that kiss!

Jon remained where he was, his eyes darting nervously around as if it had dawned on him we were in public, either that or he was just nervous. I resisted the urge to lift my head and deliver the kiss myself, but for me he had to make the first obvious move, not that his hand wasn't obvious two inches from my pussy, but I wanted something direct.

"Never mind." He leaned back and moved his hand.

"You...you sure?" I asked, trying to mask my frustration.

"Yeah, it's nothing."

"Okay." I shrugged, causing my tits to bounce for him. "But I think I'm going to head in. The sun's made me sleepy."

I sat up and quickly stood up, turning so that my ass was at eye level where he was still squatting by the chair. I was done playing, and leaning over I grabbed my glasses, putting my ass inches from his face. I paused for a second and standing said, "I'll be in my bedroom if you decide you want to talk to me."

"O...okay." He stammered.

"Yup, my bedroom," I sighed as I slowly walked away, "All alone, as usual."

I walked to the doors as slowly as humanly possible without looking ridiculous and could see him reflected in the doors. He was staring at my swaying hips and ass. I let myself into the house and walked quickly up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door and reaching behind me untied the top and tossed it into the corner. It was time to get naked and get off.

I walked around the bed to close the blinds so the sun wouldn't e in my face and looked down at the pool. Jon was no longer there. I wondered if he was doing the same thing. Racing to his room to beat off to his mother? What a waste! I began to think about going down there and doing just what Cynthia did and barging into his room, catching him...

There was a knock at the door and a warm wet wave flowed through my pussy. I turned around and started to call out, "Hold on" when the door opened.

Reflexively, I crossed my arms over my exposed breasts, "Jon, I'm not dressed!"

Jon stopped and stared, his eyes wide at the sight of me in just the bikini bottom my hands and forearms only concealing the middle of my ample breasts. In return I took in the fact he was still just in his bathing suit and I tried not to lick my lips at the obvious bulge in them. He had come up here to be with me.

"Sorry, mom." He said, "I really need to talk to you."

"Okay, but at least let me put something on, okay?" I said more out of habit than the desire to be clothed.

"Do you really want to?" he asked

"W...what?"

"Mom, I..." he hesitated, but did walk over to stand in front of me next to my bed, "I saw something."

"You...you sound like you want to see more than something." I said, trying to sound calm.

"I saw Cynthia with Tommy."

"Where?" I played dumb, "I thought they were out of town for the weekend."

"No, I saw them a couple of days ago when one of my classes was cancelled. They were in...in the shower and they were fucking."

"What?" I forced my eyes into a surprised expression.

"They were having sex. I talked to him later and he told me they've been fucking for weeks."

"That's...that's..." I swallowed hard as his eyes fixed on my chest.

"Hot." He whispered, "It's hot. Tommy's pretty lucky to have a hot mother like that, but so am I." He put his hands on my shoulders, "My mom's pretty damn hot too."

"J...Jon, you need to let me get dressed then we can talk about this." I played the part even though I had no issues with what he had said. My God she had been so right!

"You saw them too, didn't you?"

"What...what makes you say that?" I stepped back from him and sitting on the bed swung my legs up on it so my back was to the headboard. Like in my dream, I went to grab a pillow and a thrill went through me when Jon picked it up and pulled it from my reach. He sat down on the bed next to me and placed his hand on my thigh again.

"Because of the way you're dressed." He slid his hand up my thigh and I suppressed a moan when his finger lightly grazed the bikini over my pussy. "And the way you..." He took a deep breath, "Showed me your tits in the window before you came downstairs. I saw you in the window before that. You were waiting for me to look."

"I..."

"You know about them and it turned you on, didn't it?"

"I...wait." I tried to clear my lust addled brain. "When did you see them, what day?"

He shrugged, his eyes still focused on my tits. "Wednesday."

"Wednesday." I repeated.

I had been played! Jon had caught them and confronted Tommy who told him the same thing Cynthia told me, that it was hot and sexy. Tommy had then told Cynthia and she had decided to let me catch her! She probably was trying to figure out how and I had helped her out when I came home early, that was why she had kept going. She knew Jon was already interested and had set me up to...

"Mom, please move your arms." Jon said.

"You want me to..."

"You know, mom, I know you do." He gently ran his fingers along my face. "You're holding back because you don't want to take advantage of me. You're doing that because you're a good mom."

"You think I'm a good mom?" I asked, enjoying how softly he was touching my cheek.

"I think you're a great mom and the sexiest woman I've ever seen. Tommy said that about his mom too. He says it's an amazing feeling to be with your mother."

"You think he's right?"

"Yes," he gave me an adorable shy smile, "Mom, I want to be good to you. I want to...take care of you."

Before I could reply, he leaned in and kissed me. Unlike the dream I did not resist in the slightest. In fact I kissed him back so hard he made a startled sound in his throat. That noise was followed by a low growl of desire when I parted my lips and drove my tongue into his mouth.

That growl caused a shiver to run through me and removing my arms from my breasts, I wrapped them around him and drew him into my embrace.

I moaned at the sensation of my hard nipples pressing into his chest and Jon gasped when I moved side to side, sliding them across him. That caused me to emit a soft whimper as my aching nipples were teased against his muscular chest.

We began kissing more forcefully, our tongues waging war as if we were young lovers rather than a mother with her son. The fact Jon had said I was a good mom and here I was topless and in his arms caused a small pang of guilt in me.

That feeling was washed away when Jon withdrew his lips from mine and lowering his head fastened his lips to the soft skin of my neck.

"Ohh, yes!" I purred, letting my head fall back, giving my son better access to my neck.

Jon's hands were running up and down my arms and I could feel his hands trembling. He was kissing my neck more slowly and sensually than he had my lips, but I could feel his body tensed as he was fighting to take his time.

I ran my nails along his broad back, loving the soft sigh of pleasure he released into my skin. Grabbing the back of his head I worked my fingers through his still damp hair and gently tugged, pulling his lips from my neck.

Jon looked up at me nervously, perhaps thinking I was going to stop him. In fact I was sure the vast majority of people would agree that's what I should do. Instead I gave him a seductive smile and this time pushing on his shoulders whispered, "Lean back, honey or don't you want to see your mom's tits?"

Jon's eyes widened, but he quickly leaned back on his knees. Feeling sexier than I had in years, I slid down the bed so I was on my back and cupping my large breasts, presented them to my son, "These what you want, baby?"

"Damn." Jon said softly, his eyes locked onto my swollen pink nipples, "Mom they're amazing."

"Yeah?" I stroked my nipples with my long nails, teasing myself with my light touch. God they were hard! "You like mommy's tits? You want to be like your bad friend Tommy and suck on your mom's tits?"

"I want to do everything to my mother." Jon said.

"Oh, you are a bad boy! You...oh yes!" I cried out as like in my wet dream, Jon all but lunged forward, fastening his lips around my right nipple and sucking it hard into his mouth.

He moaned around my pink nub and I whimpered when his tongue swirled around my yearning flesh. I wrapped my fingers back in his hair and arched my back shoving my breast further into my son's mouth. Jon's fingers found my other nipple, catching it between them and rolling it gently as his tongue bathed my breast.

"Oh, honey!" I moaned. My pussy was flowing and as I rolled my hips up and down I could feel the bikini sticking to my hot sticky flesh.

Jon moved to sucking my other nipple, quickly replacing his tongue with his fingers as to not leave the other unattended. I released a long contented sigh as my son enjoyed my breasts which had been neglected for far too long.

"That' it baby, show me how much you want those tits." I moaned, "Show mommy how bad you want her."

The words seemed to come far too easily and turn me on way too much and even as Jon licked and suck on my nipples I remembered Cynthia telling me about the overwhelming lust she felt between her and Tommy. She was right. I was breaking society's biggest rule, crossing the line, committing the ultimate taboo and...it felt fucking great!

Jon's hand left my breast and slid down my soft stomach. I gasped when his fingers reached the edge of the bikini and hesitated. I could feel them trembling and lifting my hips, urged him on, "Go on, honey, feel how wet I am, feel how much I want you!"

Jon didn't need to be told twice. His fingers slipped into my bikini and I cried out when they slid through the sopping wet lips of my pussy.

"Oh, mom!" He groaned around my nipple, "You're so wet!"

"I am!" I exclaimed, rocking my hips into his hand, helping his fingers work the length of my dripping pussy. "I'm wet for you honey, I'm wet for my sexy son!"

Jon found my clit and my hips jerked as his fingers rubbed my aching button. I was breathing hard, my tits heaving in his face and my hips moving as I squirmed beneath his touch. Jon, slid his legs out from under him and turned so he was propped up on his side next to me.

His face was buried in my breast and his hand busy between my thighs. He was doing pretty well making his mother happy and it dawned on me Jon was not just my son, but a good looking young man who apparently had learned his way around a woman's body.

He proved me right when his fingers left my clit and plunged deep into my overheated box. I cried out and thrust my hips hard off the bed, driving his thick fingers harder into his mother's pussy. Reaching down I grabbed his wrist and pulled on it, holding his fingers inside me.

"My clit, baby, find my clit with your thumb, ohhh" I purred when his thumb pressed onto my clit and started moving in slow circles.

"Yes, oh Jon, look at you taking care of your horny mother!" I groaned, "You do want to be good to me don't you?"

"Oh, yes!" He exclaimed before eagerly sucking my nipples hard into his mouth.

"Hmm well you keep being good to me and I'll be bad for you!" I gasped when his thumb moved faster. "You want that, you want your mommy to be a bad girl for you?"

"I do!" He said around my pink nipples, "I want you to..."

"Tell me!"

"I want you to be my dirty girl mom! I want you to fuck me and..."

"Just fuck you?" I asked breathlessly as my hips moved in time with his fingers, "Bet you want more than that."

"I... want you to suck on me." He whispered, "I...I want my mother to suck my cock."

"And she will!" I groaned, "I'll give you the best blow job you've ever had." I promised as I grabbed my other nipple and began twisting it. "Speaking of your cock, I want to feel it!"

I worked my hand between us and Jon eased back allowing me to slip my hand into his bathing suit. I felt the length of his cock against my hand and when I grabbed it he whimpered, "Oh, mom!"

I released a whimper of my own as I gripped my son's cock; his hard cock, his long thick cock. I slowly pumped it as far as my position would allow and reveled in his soft moans as his mother stroked him.

Feeling his cock I envied the lucky little sluts my son had been with and basked in the knowledge that I would be the first real woman to feel it and by far the one who would most appreciate it.

Jon was breathing hard around my nipple as I pumped him, but his fingers were still moving in and out of my wet pussy and I moved my hips faster. As good as his touch felt, feeling his cock fueled my desire to cum. The faster I came the faster my son's cock would be in his slutty mother's mouth!

"Faster," I moaned, "Make me cum baby! Make mommy cum, she needs it so bad!"

Jon obediently moved his thumb faster and thrust his fingers harder. Cynthia had mentioned how Tommy did everything she asked and if Jon responded to me the way he had so far, I was in for some damn good times with my handsome son.

"That's it honey, make mommy cum! Baby, we're going to have one hell of a time together. We're going to suck and fuck and do anything you want anytime you want, but right now you need to get your mother off!"

Jon sucked harder on my nipples and shoved his fingers in so deep I cried out. My hand was steadily stroking him and was now slick with his precum. Jon was whimpering and moving his hips, guiding his cock through his mother's hand.

I gasped and squeezed my nipple harder as I felt the first twinges of a desperately needed orgasm and moved my hips as fast as I could. Jon was pumping his fingers rapidly and his thumb was rolling hard and fast across my clit.

I moaned and clamping my legs around his wrist, pinning his hand against me, I lifted my back off the bed and moaned, "Yeah, play with mommies pussy, shove those fingers in there nice and hard, think about what your cock's going to feel like in mommy's hot little pussy! But only after you get her mouth!"

Jon moaned into my tit and thrust his hips harder.

"That's right baby, your mother is going to take her son's big dick in her mouth and suck you dry like no girl ever has! You're going to shoot that...Oh fuck yeah!"

I threw my head back and screamed as my orgasm, induced by my son, tore through me. I bucked my hips wildly into his hand and continued to twist my nipple as I squealed and writhed on the bed. Jon kept his fingers moving between my legs and as I cried out again and again I jerked his cock even harder causing him to moan loudly around my tit.

I sighed contentedly and let my body relax onto the bed as the orgasm faded, leaving me sweating and gasping for breath. Jon stopped moving his fingers and as I let my legs fall open, removed his hand and to my perverse delight sucked his fingers into his mouth.

"Damn," he whispered, his eyes rolling back in his head, "You taste good, mom."

"Wait until you get your tongue inside me." I smiled at him and patted the bed, "But before that I think I owe my baby a special treat for making his mom cum nice and hard, don't I?"

Jon started to reply, but was cut off when I put my hand on his chest and shoved him onto his back. I was overcome by lust and rolling onto my knees grabbed his bathing suit and tugged on it. Jon lifted his hips and I yanked it down causing his long hard cock to spring free.

As Jon pushed the suit down his leg with his foot, I grabbed his cock and unable to hold back, lowered my head, opened wide, and took my son deep into my mouth.

"Oh God Mom!" He moaned as I wrapped my lips around his shaft and swirled my tongue around him.

I opened wider and took his entire length into my throat. My lips reached the base of his shaft and the whimper from Jon sent a thrill through me. I shook my head back and forth, playing my tongue across him, then caused him to cry out when I pushed my tongue out and licked his balls.

"Holy fuck!" He groaned, "Goddamn, mom!"

I held him there, buried in my mouth and moaned at the sensation of having my mouth stuffed with my son's beautiful cock. He was dripping and my eyes rolled back at the taste and feeling of it sliding down my throat.

I sighed around his cock then bobbed my head in a slow rhythm. Jon moaned and whimpered as I blew him. I was now taking him about halfway each time and when I reached the tip playfully swirled my tongue around it before sliding back down.

I raised my eyes to see Jon staring at me, taking in the sight of his cock in his mother's mouth. His blue eyes were wide and his lips parted as he moaned softly each time I took him into my warm willing mouth. Keeping him in my mouth, I swung my knee between his legs, then eased my other leg over so I was now between his legs.

I let my legs slid back along the bed until I was lying on my stomach, propped up on my elbows. Keeping my eyes locked on his, I released his cock and let a long trail of spit and his precum ooze from my mouth and down his cock.

"Oh, damn." He whispered, "That is fucking hot."

"Yeah, your mom's hot? Or you just saying that because she's blowing you?"

"Both!" he laughed, then moaned when I made a show of licking up the mess with my tongue, loudly slurping up the sticky fluid.

As Jon lay there, his body trembling and moaning continuously, I took my time, enjoying every inch of him. I ran my tongue up and down the sides of his shaft and around the sensitive tip several times before lowering my head and taking his balls gently into my mouth and sucking on them.

"Oh, god." He moaned, "Mom, you...you're so good at that."

"Hmm, mommy sucks a pretty good cock?" I asked in between swirling my tongue around, bathing his balls.

"Yes." He moaned, "Suck on it some more?"

"Oh, am I teasing you?" I asked taking his cock and rubbing it along my cheek, smearing his precum all over my face.

"Yes, oh...oh, mom please let me cum!"

Those words were wrong for a lot of reasons, but damn did they sound good. Goddamn Cynthia had not steered me wrong and in the back of my mind I could already see Cynthia and I swapping dirty stories like we used to except now it wouldn't be about boyfriends, but our sons!

"Aw, my baby needs to cum?" Cupping his balls I gave them a gentle squeeze, "You have a nice big load in here for your nasty mother?"

"I do. I have a nice big load for my mother's...mouth." He added with a smile.

"Dirty boy." I purred, rubbing his cock on the other side of my face, "But you did take care of me and I raised you to know one good turn deserves another didn't I?"

"Yes." He said softly, his eyes alight with anticipation.

"Say please." I teased my tongue along the tip of his cock.

"Please, mom? Please let me cum in your mouth? Please? I'll suck your clit as long as you want me to."

"Bad boy, you'd suck my clit anyway." I winked, "But that did sound damn good. So okay baby, you lay back and enjoy and when you're ready to cum you just go right ahead because your nasty mother can't wait to taste your cum."

Taking him in my mouth I bobbed my head faster than before. I wasn't going all out, I wanted him to enjoy it for as long as he could and truth be told I was loving it! Blowing Jon was an incredible turn on, hearing him moan, having him so totally under my control and knowing that after he came he was going to show his mother how bad he wanted to taste her.

Jon's hands were by his sides and grabbing them I guided them to my head. He smiled and wrapping his hands in my long hair began guiding his mother's mouth along his cock. I sighed contentedly as his hard shaft slid between my soft lips and caressing tongue. Wrapping my fingers around him, I pumped his cock, jerking him as I blew him. Jon's legs were trembling against me and his moaning was getting louder.

He was sweating and I could see the effort in his face of trying to hold back as long as he could. A warm wave of heat went through me when I envisioned taking my time with him, making it last as long as I possibly could, teasing him, making him beg. But right now I wanted his cum and he wanted my pussy so I had no problem with showing off my oral skills.

I began to deep throat him; taking his cock down to his balls each time and was rewarded with his moans coming faster and in a higher pitch. His legs were shaking violently and his fingers pulling my hair, but I didn't care, all I wanted was my son to cum for me.

I reached between his legs and ran my nails across his swollen balls and with a loud cry, Jon's cock twitched and he flooded my mouth with a hot sweet load of cum.

He cried out again and I released a gurgling moan as I fought to swallow his huge load. I continued to move my head and sucked harder and faster, using my lips and tongue to milk every forbidden drop of my son's cum.

Some of it escaped my mouth, oozing down his shaft, but I quickly slurped it back up. My eyes were on his and I loved the look of shock and desire in his eyes as he watched his mother gobble up his cum like a slut porn star.

When he had no more to give I released his cock with a smack of my lips and rose to my knees.

"You like that baby?"

"Oh, mom, that was...goddamn you can suck cock!"

"I wonder if they make mother's day cards that say that?" I laughed.

My laughter died when I looked down to see his glistening cock still rock hard. Once again overwhelmed with taboo desire, I slid up the bed and swung my legs over his hips so I was straddling him.

"Mom what are you...Oh God!"

I'd reached back and grabbing his cock, guided it to my pussy and drove myself down on it. I cried out his name as his long still oozing cock plunged deep inside me. I stayed where I was moaning as his thick cock spread my pussy around it and began to slowly rock my hips, getting used to him and working him even deeper.

"Mom! I...I can't believe we're...Oh, god you feel good!"

"So do you, baby!" I moaned as I began to move up and down, riding him, "God, you have a nice dick!"

I began moving faster, bouncing up and down on his cock and he was gasping and moaning. His cock was as hard as it had been before and my mind was full of the possibilities his youth provided.

He could fuck me all night! When he went soft we would wait a little then his hot mother could just suck him hard again! I leaned over, shoving my tits in his face and moaned when he quickly caught my nipple between his lips.

Jon wrapped his arms around my waist and pulling me down to him began slamming his cock into me.

"Oh, fuck baby!" I called out, "Look at you fucking me!"

Jon's response was to pull me tighter to him, pinning me against his chest so I couldn't move. He lifted his hips and began hammering his cock into me hard enough to cause me to yelp with each hard thrust.

"Yes, baby, yes!" I cried in his ear, "Fuck me! Fuck your mother the way Tommy fucks his! Bet you can't wait to tell him about how I blew you can you?"

"No, or how tight your pussy is!" He moaned, "I...I wish he was watching!"

That sent another thrill through me. Again Cynthia had not lied. The lust going on between Jon and I was all consuming; the two of us acting like we were being cast in a porn video and already talking about more, even dirtier, things. I yelped in surprise when, with a wrench of his powerful shoulders, Jon rolled us over so he was on top of me.

Leaning back on his knees, he grabbed my ankles, spread my legs as wide as he could and began pounding me with long hard strokes that had my eyes rolling back in my head.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" I cried out, "Oh, honey! You're giving it to your mother so good!" I moaned.

Jon smiled down at me and continued to hammer away at his mother's dripping pussy. He put my legs together and leaned forward. I yelped when my ass came off the bed and I was staring at my feet directly over my face. Jon was now so deep I couldn't help but scream every time he slammed down into me. I had never been fucked this hard! I tried to say his name, but all that came out was more yelping.

Jon was drawing his cock out to just the tip then driving his entire length into my grateful pussy. I could feel his balls slamming into my ass and I began playing with my tits, cupping my breasts and twisting my nipples, giving him a show as he fucked his mother relentlessly.

Jon was starting to moan at the end of each thrust and I was about to tell him to go ahead and cum again, fill my pussy with his hot load. Then we could shower together, catch a nap and start all over. Then...

Jon stopped fucking me and sliding down onto the bed placed his hands on the backs of my thighs and buried his face in my sopping pussy.

"Jon!" I cried, "Oh...Oh yes!" I screamed as his tongue plunged inside me.

Jon swirled his tongue around and I groaned at the feeling of him sucking the juices from my pussy. He slipped his tongue from inside and licked the length of my pussy, moving his tongue back and forth between my soft wet lips.

"God, yes." I moaned when his tongue circled my once again yearning clit, "Oh honey!"

Jon sucked my clit into his mouth hard enough to make me gasp, and then caused me to release a loud squeal when he drove two fingers hard into my pussy. He began thrusting them while sucking my clit hard enough to make his lips smack. With my legs bent up, I was wide open for my son and he wasn't licking my pussy, he was devouring it!

"Yeah, baby!" I panted, my fingers busy on my nipples, "Suck mommy's pussy! Suck her clit, make her cum again! Ohh..." I groaned when to my surprise he slid a third finger inside of me, stretching me open. "Look...look at you being so bad to me!"

"My mother's a bad girl." He said from between my thighs, "And I love it!"

I moaned when he thrust his three fingers deep inside and resumed sucking my clit. I was already getting close again and desperately wanted to cum so I could get that big cock back inside me. My legs being up was making it harder to cum and as I wiggled around in his face and twisted my nipples, I called out, "Put a finger in my ass, baby! Feel how tight mommy's ass is!"

With no hesitation, Jon slipped a finger into my ass and I went off like a rocket. I screamed over and over again, not caring at all that the neighbors might be able to hear me. My hips were rocking and my legs were straining against Jon, trying to straighten, but he was a strong young man and he didn't budge an inch as I pushed against him. His fingers were continuing to plunge inside my convulsing pussy and I whimpered each time they contracted around them.

My orgasm was still flowing through me, when Jon stopped sucking and quickly getting to his knees plunged his cock into me again.

"Oh!" I moaned, "I...I was still...oh, honey!"

Jon had placed his thumb on my clit and was rubbing it hard and fast as his cock drove into my quivering slit. I threw my head back and cried out as another, smaller, but damn strong orgasm crashed through me. Jon moaned loudly as my hot pussy convulsed around his cock, squeezing it and pumping it as he fucked me through my third orgasm in a half hour.

I released a pathetic sounding whimper and felt a warm wet wave of fluid flow through my pussy. Jon cried out and I could feel a stream of sticky fluid squirt past his cock and onto his thighs and stomach.

"Oh...I...oh, Jon." I moaned and went limp on the bed.

Jon continued to pound away, mercilessly fucking his all but helpless mother. I lay there barely moving as he repeatedly thrust into my oozing pussy. The room was spinning and I couldn't remember ever being this weakened by my orgasms. I felt as if I was sex drunk and Jon was still going, fucking me hard and fast.

He surprised m yet again by shoving legs to the side, causing me to roll over onto my side. Jon gave me a gentle shove onto my stomach and with a thrill I forced myself to over, pulling my knees up under me and putting my ass in the air for him. Jon grabbed my hips and slammed his cock into me so hard I would have fallen forward had he not been holding me tightly.

"Oh fuck yeah!" I called out, "My God are you fucking your mother hard!"

"That's because I want to keep fucking you!" He gasped behind me as he continued to slam his cock into me. "I want to show you how hard I can fuck you and how I can make you cum! I want you to keep wanting me mom, I want to fuck you again and again!"

"You will, baby!" I moaned, "You will! You can have my pussy anytime you want it, just promise me you'll always fuck me this good!"

"I will!" he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up by my arms so I was kneeling in front of him.

His cock was now slamming straight up into me and as he held me up, I began egging him on to fuck me even harder, "That's right, this is your pussy baby, your pussy! And its your mouth and they're your tits! Your mother's body is yours, honey, all yours! I...you keep giving it to me this good, I...I'll even let you fuck my ass sometime!"

At that Jon gasped and I felt his cock twitch.

"You like that idea?" I moaned, "You want that big dick in my ass? You want to make mommy squeal?"

I grabbed his hands and pulled them around me. I placed them on my tits so he was holding me up against him and playing with them.

"Dirty boy wanting mommy's ass, but I will, honey! You make me cum hard a couple of times and I'll bend right over and you can have it! You can take me honey; you can have all of me any time, any position! You can treat me like your fucking whore!"

Jon was moaning steadily and I could feel his hands shaking on my tits and his cock was jerking inside me. I was out of control, talking like a goddamn whore and didn't care. I just loved fueling his fire and my own.

"Think about it baby! How many sons can say their mother sucked their dick? How many boys can give it to their mother in the ass? How many can cum in their mommy's mouth or pussy? All over their tits? Oh, honey the fun we'll have! You're going to fuck me in the shower, hell you're going to sneak out with me late at night and fuck me in the pool! We'll..."

"Oh fuck!" Jon cried out in my ear and I followed suit as his cock erupted, shooting a long hot stream of cum deep inside my pussy.

"Oh, honey!" I cooed, "Oh that feels so good!"

Jon slowed down his thrusts, but kept going, each pump ending in another squirt of cum. We both whimpered and moaned as Jon painted his mother's pussy with his hot fluid. When he was finished he let me go and I fell forward onto the bed. I lay there on my stomach, my heart pounding and my body limp.

Jon groaned and lay on his back next to me, his eyes closed and his breath coming in ragged gasps. We lay there silently and after a few minutes, I rolled over onto my side next to him and put my arm around his waist. I kissed his cheek and whispered, "Honey that was intense. I never came that hard before."

"Really?" He asked, "I wanted to make you happy."

"You did, three times." I laughed, "Goddamn. I...wow."

"They were right." He said softly. "I thought Tommy was sick, mom. But he was right. I've never wanted a woman so bad and...you're so beautiful and felt so good." He laughed, "You can really suck cock too!"

"Thank you. I'll have to wait for you to take your time on me though. Next time go slow and I'll let you know what I think of how you eat pussy."

"Okay, well practice makes perfect." He said.

"I think I'll let you practice everything."

Jon slid his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him.

"I'm tired." He sighed.

"Me too. How about a nap and that shower?"

"Sounds good." He turned his head and gave me a soft sweet kiss on the lips, "Love you mom, I really do and even though we were kind of...raunchy I really felt that you loved me. Kind of weird."

"You're right. I felt it too and it is weird. Maybe Cynthia was right. It's closer to the surface then people think. Maybe all mothers and sons would like it if they tried."

"I'm glad we did." He said, "Every mom should do their son that could be a hallmark card, no?"

"Um, no." I laughed and closed my eyes, "Get some sleep baby, you're going to be a busy boy later on."

"Man, I'm going to complain to all the guys at school my mom works me like a dog."

"Just don't tell them it's while you're fucking her doggy style."

Jon gave a tired laugh, followed by a yawn. Giving me another of those amazing sweet kisses he said, "I'm going to sleep." He winked, "Sweet dreams mom."

"Wet ones anyway." I replied and nuzzling into his chest, draped my leg over his and with a sigh fell asleep.

I woke up and looking at the clock saw it was only four in the afternoon. We still had the entire night in front of us! Jon was still sleeping and I smiled as I took in his peaceful features. My mind then drifted to even more pleasant things such as the feeling of my bare breasts pressed against his side and my leg over his. My pussy was against his thigh and I had to resist the urge to grind my hips.

For now I would let him sleep. We hadn't even bothered with the sheet and I stared longingly at his semi hard cock. As I licked my lips I decided if I didn't doze back off or he didn't wake up soon, I would wake him up by taking him into my mouth, then slide up on top of him. I mean isn't that how all mothers wake their sons?

I thought of Cynthia and carefully rolling over onto my back, grabbed my cell from the nightstand. Sliding back close to Jon, I raised it over us and snapped a picture of us in bed together naked, my breasts plainly visible in the picture. I sent it to her in a text with the message.

"You were right"

A moment later I received a text back.

"You dirty bitch! LOL! I told you! Goddamn hot wasn't it?"

"I have to say I can't think of anything that could be hotter. Every mother should do it!"

I narrowed my eyes at her reply. "I can think of one thing hotter."

"What's that?" I typed back.

"Well...now that you know about us and you guys are together, I would think there would be nothing hotter than the four of us doing it!"

I stared at the phone my eyes wide with shock. But even as I tried to say that was nuts the images began to flood into my mind. Cynthia with Tommy then them watching us. Or an even more taboo image; Cynthia sucking first Tommy, then Jon.

My son and her son fucking her; a cock in each end, then the two of them taking me. I blinked; I was out of control, now I knew how she felt. That thought would be one I wouldn't share.

The phone beeped in my hand and as I read her text, I realized that as always she was way ahead of me.

"After all, shouldn't every mom share her son? See you tomorrow night. Enjoy your boy!"