Chapter 4

To Jodie's relief, Dane didn't talk about what had happened. They ate their lunch, had another swim, and drove back to town, and he didn't say a word about his mother jacking him off.
She knew he'd bring it up sooner or later, though. The next time he got horny, he'd be sure to ask her for a repeat performance or even more. She decided she'd better head him off. That evening as they sat in the living room watching television, she prepared herself for a serious talk with her son.
"Are you really watching that show, Dane?" she asked.
"Not really," he admitted, using the remote control to turn the set off. "You wanta say something to me, Mom?"
"Yes, dear, I'm afraid I have to," Jodie sighed. "It's about what happened this afternoon. That was very wrong of us, and it mustn't happen again."
"But, Mom, we wanted it," Dane said impatiently. "We needed it, and we didn't involve anybody else. I don't see what's so wrong with that."
"Exactly," Jodie said. "You don't see, because you're too young to understand right from wrong when it comes to sex. That's my job, and I failed today."
Dane laughed and said, "Hey, Mom, I'm not too young for anything when it comes to sex."
"And just what do you mean by that, young man?" she asked.
"I mean I'm experienced, Mom," he grinned. "I've been around. Lisa isn't the first girl I've fucked. I bet I know as much about fucking as this Craig guy you're dating, maybe even more."
It was Jodie's turn to laugh. "Oh, come on, Dane, don't exaggerate," she said. "You can't possibly have as much experience as a grown man."
"Wanta bet?" he challenged. "After all, Mom, there's only one way to find out."
He suddenly scooted closer to her on the couch and grabbed her, forcing her back against the seat and planting a hot, hungry kiss on her mouth. In the two days they'd been together again, he'd never kissed her like a child should kiss his mother. He'd always kissed her like a lover.
That was unfortunate, because Jodie's resistance to sex was very low at this stage in her life. If she'd been back in college, dating and fucking all the attractive men she wanted, she'd never have been vulnerable to her own son's flirtation. But she had only one man in her life right now, Craig, and he wasn't giving her the fucking she needed.
So as Dane pressed his hard, hot body against her and drove his slippery tongue into her mouth, Jodie creamed right through her panties and shuddered with longing. She just didn't need this temptation, this provocation. Dane had come along at the worst possible time for the sex-hungry teacher.
She tried to wrench her mouth away from his, but he was too strong for her. The petite woman couldn't win a physical struggle with her six-foot son. As he kissed her, he slipped his hands onto her thrusting tits and squeezed them sensuously through her clothes.
To her shame and embarrassment, Jodie felt her tits responding to his caresses, swelling up taut, her nipples going rigid and throbbing. He had to feel those changes even through her bra and t-shirt. At last he pulled back and let her catch her breath. His eyes were hot and horny.
"So you don't believe I'm experienced, huh, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky with longing. "Well, I'm gonna prove it to you!"
"No, Dane!" Jodie cried in alarm. "I'm not going to fuck you, absolutely not!" "Hey, take it easy," he crooned, sliding his hands under her t-shirt. "I didn't say anything about going all the way, did I? I just wanta show you a few other things. It won't get serious."
As he spoke, he was unsnapping her bra. He pushed it and her shirt up out of the way, exposing her swollen, stiff-nippled tits. Jodie blushed and shivered with excitement as she watched his wet tongue flash out and contact her supersensitive nipples.
"Ohhhh, God!" she gasped.
She couldn't help that little cry of pleasure as Dane began to tongue her engorged nipples. He hadn't been kidding her about that, anyhow ---he really was experienced. His technique was incredibly exciting. She slumped helplessly against the couch and creamed like mad as he whipped his hot wet tongue over her nipples and sent sparks of pleasure through her swollen tits.
"Honey, please," she gurgled, "this isn't right."
"Aw, it's nothing serious, Mom," Dane said calmly. "We're just fooling around, no big deal."
He slid his lips down around her right nipple and started sucking it. Jodie ground her thighs together and almost came. Her handsome blond son was getting her aroused out of her mind as he expertly sucked her tender nipples. She fought to keep a few last shreds of self-control.
Damn Craig anyhow---this was his fault. If he'd been giving her the fucking she needed, she wouldn't be so horny for her own son. Or at least she dizzily told herself this, as she fought to resist the violent lust that washed over her.
Dane pushed her big tits tight together, bringing her red nipples side by side, and he sucked both throbbing buds into his mouth. He sucked them noisily and hungrily, while his mother clawed the couch and struggled not to moan.
At last he released her spit-drenched nipples and looked at her, grinning.
"Well, what do you think now, Mom?" he asked. "I'm experienced, right?"
"Yes, honey, you are," Jodie said dazedly. "You've proved your point. Now I think I'll go to my room. It's been a long day, and I'm tired."
"I don't believe that, Mom," he said. "I think you're horny, and you know it, and you're afraid you won't be able to hold out if we do much more. That's what I think."
"Good night, Dane," Jodie snapped.
She tried to stand up, but he easily pulled her down on her back, keeping her on the couch. He roughly unzipped her jeans and started pulling them off. Jodie screamed in alarm and made a grab for her jeans. The result was that Dane pulled her right off the couch onto the thick, soft rug.
"Dane, stop it!" she cried.
He just gave her one of his maddening grins and kept on tugging. She lost her grip on the jeans, and off they went. He dropped quickly down beside her and grabbed her panties. Jodie sobbed in mortification as he stripped them off and tossed them out of her reach.
Then he practically tore off her rumpled bra and shirt, leaving her naked and blushing. Jodie lay there in a daze and watched his clothes fall to the floor. Then she collected herself and tried to get up and make a run for it. Dane, down to his jockey shorts, grabbed her and pinned her down on her back.
"You're not going anywhere till I'm finished with you, Mom," he leered. "You gotta get it through your head that I'm not a little kid any more and that you can't treat me like a baby. That's what I'm gonna prove to you tonight."
"Dane, please," Jodie sobbed, "don't rape me. Promise you won't do that!"
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that, Mom," he said with a strange smile. "I'd never do that."
Then he pushed her thighs open and exposed the juicy pink flesh of her cunt-slit. Jodie blushed as deeply as she ever had in her life. Her son was crawling between her splayed thighs, and she felt his hot breath on her naked pussy. Yet he'd just promised that he'd never force her to fuck.
He didn't. Instead, he pressed his face into her swollen fever-hot pussy and started to lick.
"Ohhhhhh, God, ohhhhhh!" Jodie wailed.
His move was totally unexpected. She'd been sure he'd try to fuck her, and she was prepared to fight him off or at least to give it everything she had. But he wasn't even trying. He was going down on her instead, and the pleasure was sudden and overwhelming.
His hot tongue was all over her starved cunt, lashing each fold and steamy cranny. It was the most exquisite sensation to have a man's stiff, slippery tongue on her tender pussy-flesh, and for the moment Jodie just couldn't resist it. She clawed the rug and sobbed with pleasure.
Dane knew what he was doing with his tongue. He'd been around, all right. He was an incredibly skilled lover for a mere teenage boy. Jodie found herself submitting helplessly, letting her legs fall wide open. She couldn't bear to have him stop. His tongue teased and caressed every inch of her needy pussy.
She felt his stiff tongue tip tickling her super-sensitive clit, then moving lower to rim the creaming mouth of her cunt. He went lower still, probing naughtily at the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter, then working his way back up again to the most tender and receptive organ of all, her clit.
He used the pointed tip of his tongue to rim her throbbing clit, givin her a steady hum of pleasure. She moaned and creamed all over his bobbing chin, unable to control her molten pussy-floods. Dane licked up her tangy cunt-cream and gobbled it like it was candy. Like his father, the boy had a natural hunger for pussy-juice.
He also had his father's natural talent for giving head. He'd had some experience, too, obviously, but he had an instinctive feel for it also. He knew exactly what speed and pressure to use as he circled her pulsating clit with his tongue tip, driving her helplessly toward orgasm.
"Ohhhhhh, God help me, I love it!" she sobbed.
Dane breathed a sigh of relief and triumph, and she felt his hot breath on her pussy. He knew he had her now. She couldn't resist his superb pussy-eating. She was so starved for sex, that she just had to treat herself to this release.
It wasn't as though she was fucking him, she told herself. It wasn't really incest.
Dizzily she excused herself for her weakness, then gave in to her son's delicious tongue play. She closed her eyes and forgot everything but the steady buzz of pleasure she was getting as his tongue streaked around and around her swollen clit.
He paused now and then in his rimming to slide his tongue down her cunt-slit, down her ass-crack, and gobble up her uncontrollably flooding cunt-cream. The thick hot cunt-juice kept pouring from her cunt, soaking her cunt-slit and his face. It told him just how frantically horny his mother was.
He took a quick glance up at her face and saw that her eyes were screwed shut and her features contorted with lusty pleasure. This woman wasn't going anywhere. She didn't have to be held down, and she wasn't going to fight him any longer. All she wanted and needed at that moment was a climax, a blissful release from her stored-up lust.
Dane couldn't help wondering what it was with this Craig guy she was dating. How could he possibly take out this beautiful sexy woman night after night, see how horny she was, and yet not fuck her?
It was crazy. But Craig's loss was Dane's gain.
His mom's boyfriend had made her desperate for sex, and Dane was taking advantage of the situation. He rimmed her clit faster and faster, till she was whimpering steadily and shaking with readiness. It wouldn't take much to send her over the edge now, and he knew just what she'd like best.
He jammed his lips onto her violently throbbing clit and started sucking her off. Her petite body lurched violently, and she screamed. She screamed loudly and hoarsely as powerful spasms of pleasure tore through her pussy, stimulated by his greedily sucking lips.
"Ohhhhhhh, honey, yesssssss, ohhhhhhh!" she wailed.
Jodie knew she was being shameless, but she couldn't help it. For eight months now she'd bottled up her natural sexual urges and needs. For eight long, frustrating months, she'd gone without sex. Maybe she'd have lasted even longer, till she and Craig got married, but the arrival of her son had brought things to an unexpected crisis.
She hadn't expected a gorgeous young hunk to enter her life, come on to her, and drive her wild with his fucking. She wasn't prepared for it, and it was more than the fuck-starved woman could resist. Now she felt his lips sucking her into orbit, bringing her into a body-wracking climax.
"Oooooooh, shit, unnnggghhhhhhh!" she gasped. "You're making me come, honey, waaaaahhhhhhh!"
Dane's cock, trapped between his belly and the rug, almost exploded as he sucked off his wailing mother. Her excitement fed his excitement. He knew how easy it would be right now to cram his cock into her and flood her belly with his boiling cum-load. She was coming, helpless to fight him off.
He didn't do it. He knew it would be a mistake. Jodie would come around if he was just patient, but if he forced her, she'd resent it. He wanted his beautiful mother to submit to him sexually, and he wanted her submission to be total and eager. He couldn't get that by raping her.
No, he wanted to coax her along, seduce her slowly and deliciously, to make her want it so bad that finally she wouldn't be able to resist. So he waited till her orgasmic convulsions were finally dying down, and then he slid his tongue into her cunt, pushing into her clear to the root, filling her with his slippery hot meat.
Jodie threw back her head and sobbed, "Unnnnnhhhhh, fuck, yesssssss, stick it in meeeee!"
Of all the things Larry had ever done to her, this was her favorite, taking the full length of his long stiff tongue. Dane had the same talent. He gave her every inch of it, then started to tongue-fuck her in quick urgent thrusts. She arched her body up to take his pistoning tongue as deep as she could get it.
"Yes, baby, yes!" she wept. "Keep doing that to me, I love it!"
She'd hardly finished coming, and already she craved another climax. That didn't surprise her. She'd gone so long without sex, it would probably take dozens of orgasms to exhaust her stored-up lusts. Now she steadily tightened her greedy cunt around her son's jerking tongue, creating the hot friction that would get her off.
Dane felt her little cunt gripping and sucking at his tongue, and of course he couldn't help thinking how exciting that action would feel around his cock. His prick bucked and drooled against his belly, craving relief. But he knew that his patience would be rewarded, that moving too fast would be a blunder.
He drove his tongue deep and hard into the fiery pit of his mother's cunt, and Jodie screamed in ecstasy and started coming again. Her cunt went into wild, hard spasms around his deeply thrusting tongue. Dane was going out of his mind with lust as he imagined his cock in her cunt, getting squeezed and drenched with sizzling come-cream. He just had to get off somehow.
Jodie was still quivering with the delicious aftershocks of her orgasm when she felt Dane slipping his drenched tongue out of her smoking cunt. She felt him climbing onto her, and she opened her eyes in alarm. He'd promised not to rape her, not to fuck her without her consent.
Again he was keeping his promise. He was straddling her swollen tits, barely grazing them with his ass, and trailing the drooling head of his cock over her lips. His pleading eyes told her his story. The kid was horny out of his mind, with a hard-on that wouldn't quit, and she owed him relief.
"Yes, baby!" she moaned, opening her mouth.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah," Dane groaned as he slid his cock into the steamy cave of her mouth.
She firmed her lips around his violently throbbing cock, drew in her cheeks and proceeded to suck off her own son. It didn't take long. Dane was about as horny as a guy can get. He closed his eyes and shivered and moaned as her hotly sucking mouth brought his cock quickly to the point of explosion.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, Mom, I want you to eat it!" he panted. "I want you to eat my cum-load! Unnnnnnnhhhhhhh, shit, here it comes, awwwwwwwwww!"
Jodie gurgled with excitement and let his huge, hot cum-load fill her mouth till her cheeks bulged with it. It had been so long since she'd gone down on a man and gulped his hot come. She swallowed only when she absolutely had to, wanting to savor his salty fuck-juice as long as possible.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmmm!" she moaned.
Then Dane pulled his drained cock out of her mouth and said hoarsely, "I guess I proved I wasn't a little kid, huh, Mom? You know where you can come for all the fucking you need. You know I can do the job. So you think about it."
He released her, and Jodie hurried upstairs to her bedroom, hardly believing what she'd just done. In her wildest dreams she'd never imagined herself giving her own son a blow-job, letting him eat her pussy.
"Jodie," she moaned, "you've got to get hold of yourself!"