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Nosy Neighbor Part 1

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Nosy Neighbor Part 1



My name is Sam and I am 18. I live with my step mom Amy in a quiet neighborhood where nothing much happens. My dad died when I was 15 and my step mom who is about 32 years old continued to take care of me. We didn't look much like mom and son, but I love her a lot. She was good to me from the start of the marriage when my father married her at the age of 25. So I

A Mother's Helping Hands Part 2

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"Mom? Mom, wake up."

Molly came awake slowly, blinking her eyes in the bright morning sunshine. She looked up to see Sean standing beside her bed.

"It's time to wake up," he said.

"Mmm, morning, honey," Molly murmured. She yawned and stretched her body languorously. She'd slept wonderfully, after that delicious orgasm... Her eyes popped open as the events of las

Pulling For My Sister - Ch1 - Something Novel

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It annoyed Davey that his little sister Mary would always trail after him no matter where he went. She was an OK sis who loved and looked up to her big brother but when a young teen needed privacy she could be a pain.



Their Mother expected Davey to look after Mary and he was not suppose to leave her alone when they were outside. This tended to make Mary rather possessive of her brother

A Mother's Helping Hands Part 1

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Molly stood at the bathroom mirror, fixing her makeup, arranging her auburn hair just so. She was a little nervous. Sean was coming home today.

Sean was her 15-year-old son, and she was finally going to bring him home from a long stay in the hospital. As she was putting the final touches to her appearance, her mind recalled the terrible day of the accident. He had been mowing the la

Comiing home drunk to a tiny mini

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My sister had always been a tease and as we grew up i had always sneaked a look at her fantastic trained and toned body. Shelly was a knock out brunette and due to her triathlon training her body was always so trim taught and terrific. The down side to being such a fit little thing is that her ability to hold her liquor was terrible 3 drinks and she would pass out. This story starts one night when i was heading out with some mates, I had been 18 for about 2 months and my sis was 22 but rearly went out. As I walked to the shower my mind wondered, hoping to pick up that night out on the town nd with out thinking I walked right in on my sister who had just stepped out of the shower. IMy draw dropped as i caught her full frontal seeing her perfect hips and the smallest tuft of pubic hair at

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the top of her pussy. She quickly turned away and bent down to pick up her towel quickly giving me the most amazing view of my life. Her ass in the air and her pussy hanging sweetly between her slightly parted legs had an instant reaation to my cock and as she pushed passed me with the towel around her I'm sure I caught her staring at it threw my shorts.

I quickly closed the door behind her and jumped in the shower. My cock was achingly hard as I could not erase the rear view of my big sister. I kept thinking about how she never really even yelled at me and infact had said nothing. he whole thing happend really quickly but she didnt even call me a perv like she usually did when she caught me out. I wanked hard until i came in the shower then go out and prepared my self for he big night ahead. I put on my fav jeans and a tee and walked down stairs to see my sis in a tiny mini skirt and a top that made her tits look great. I tried my hardest not to stare but really couldnt help it. I wlked passed her and said goodbye and she casually winked at me and told me to have a good night.

My night was boring, there were some cute girls about but I just couldnt get the vision of my sis out of my head. At around 1am i headed home no girl in arm but over, spending money too much beer and on girls that just didnt seem to do it for me. I grabbed some takeaway and jumped in a cab and headed off. I wlaked into my house trying to be quiet hoping not to wake anyone and cut through the lounge to get to the kitchen to get some water. AS i entered the lounge there on the couch was my sis sprawled out her lil mini skirt riding so high that i could see all of her panties and practically falling out of her top. I froze and admired the view for a while and again my cock instantly reacted to the site. First I whispered her name then i said it a lil louder but she didnt respond.

I walked over to her and gave her a lil shake and lent down close to her ear and said her name again this time she murmured but didnt wake. She was laying on her side with her lower leg straight and the other bent up and leanign against the couch. I sat down at the end were her feet were firstly lifting her bottom leg so it was on my lap. Still no movment from her. From this position I could clearly see the outline of her pussy through her white cotton nikkers and whether it was the alcohol or just pure sexual drive my hand reached out and cupped her pussy. I left it there for a few seconds and closed my eyes thinking that if she woke I could pretend to be asleep and didnt know i was doing it. I left my eyes closed and started to rub. My other hand quickly free'd my cock and i began to wank too. I let my hand slide under her panties and on to her hot and now quite wet pussy and continued rubbing. My fingers caressing her clit and occasionally entering up inside her. My cock was rigid as i continued to rub myself. Suddenly i felt her starting to move her hips in time with my hand and as i opened my eyes expecting to see hers still closed and sleeping i was shocked to see her eyes wide open staring at my cock. Bot my hands froze but she quickly sat up and cupped one hand overmy hand on her pussy and grabbed the other one around my shaft and started them moving again. Her eyes were fixed on my cock and her mouth was open wide with a look of pure sexual hunger all across it. i freed my hand from my cock as she kept rubbing and with my own hunger pulled her top up over her tits and instantly started to fondle and caress them. Shelly's hips were now bucking and one of my fingers was being pushed in and out of her pussy by two of her fingers. "Oh this is so hot Shel" i said between gasps as she replied "I need your cock in my mouth now" simultaniously dropping her head down to the head of my cock and taking it all in her mouth. Three long sucks and I was over I started pumping cum into her mouth and I couldnt the amount especially after the early evenings efforts in the shower. She did not resist at all just swallowed for all she was worth.

I layed back on the couch and closed my eyes momentarily, i opened them again to see her get up and scamper up the stairs leaving me alone on the couch with my spent cock still protuding from my jeans...........................

A Mother's Solution

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I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about what happened. As a mother, there's some guilt feelings, but as a woman, I feel..well..very differently. I do know that if my husband found out, a divorce would be in the works. It certainly shows how a relatively small event can spiral out of control.

It was this past July. It was nearly eleven in the morning and I still hadn't seen my son Jeremy, 15. He sometimes slept late, but I felt that this was ridiculous. He was wasting a beautiful, sunny summer day! I went down the hall and rapped on the closed door of his room.

"Jeremy! Get up! It's a beautiful day outside! Your sister got up hours ago!" In fact, his sister, Julie, 14, had gotten up at eight to go to so

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me sale at the mall with her girlfriend. I had driven them over there.

Jeremy answered through the closed door. "Uh...Ok, mom..I'll be out in a little bit!"

His voice sounded odd. I couldn't really define why. Just call it motherly instinct.

"Jeremy?" I said, "Is everything alright?"

There was a pause. "Yeah, sure mom. No problem." But I thought I detected a note of fear or nervousness in his voice.

I thought for a moment and then decided that my responsibly as a parent took precedence over his privacy. "Jeremy, I hope you have clothes on, because I'm coming in!" I turned the knob and opened the door.

He was lying on the bed in his usual t-shirt and boxers. He quickly pulled up the covers to cover himself, but not quite quickly enough. My face felt very hot and I knew I was blushing.

"Oh! I..uh" I stammered, deeply embarrassed. "I'm really sorry!" What I had seen was his erect penis protruding from the fly of his boxer shorts. He was obviously either masturbating or just about to. I averted my eyes and started to close the door.

"Wait!" he said in a plaintive tone, "I think I got a problem...I-I don't know..I-I'm not sure how..."

I stopped, confused. Surely, every teen boy knows how to masturbate! I looked at him, trying not to look at his penis. "Uh..don't know how to what?"

"It won't go away!" he blurted, sounding close to tears. "It's been..like this..for a couple hours!"

I tried to sound calm, but I knew I was still blushing. "Well, did you...did you finish?"

Now he was blushing too. "Kinda, but not a lot. Not like it usually is." He looked at me helplessly and blurted out, "I took one of Dad's pills! One of those little blue ones! I just wanted to see what happened!"

"Oh no! You didn't!" I almost yelled. Jim, my husband, had been having some problems getting erect and had gotten a prescription for the famous 'little blue pill'. "Jeremy! How could you be so stupid! And you were snooping in our bedroom!"

He looked away, shamefaced. "I'm really sorry! I'm scared! What do I do?"

My brief anger turned to concern. "And..well..doing the usual thing doesn't..uh..make it go away?" He shook his head. I tried to think clearly. "I'm going to have to call the doctor!" Jeremy blushed more deeply as I picked up the phone on his desk and dialed Dr.Blakeslee.

The nurse put me right through. The doctor listened to me and sighed, "Well, there is an injection that will reverse the effects, but it really hasn't been approved for use on someone his age. Yet going on too long in that condition can injure the penis." He paused. "Brenda, I don't know how to put this delicately, but does he have a girlfriend?" I understood his meaning and was more than a little shocked, "Not THAT kind of girlfriend! He's only 15!" The doctor sighed again, "Well, I know sexual intercourse can provide enough stimulation and the necessary orgasm or orgasms to relieve the problem."

"Isn't there anything else that will help?" I asked, feeling helpless.

"Not really. The injection or intense stimulation are the only two solutions. You could wait it out but that could be risky." he hesitated. "Tell you what. Why not..well..just wait and relax..consider the situation for a while. Call me back if you need to." I was confused at first. He seemed to be abandoning us....but then I understood what he was trying to say.

"I-I understand doctor, thank you," I said somewhat numbly and hung up.

"What did he say?" Jeremy asked hopefully. I didn't know how to answer him. I sat down on the edge of the bed. Even though he'd pulled up the covers, his erection was still obvious.

I took a deep breath. "Well, basically, honey. He said that this is a problem that we..that we have to solve on our own." I told him what the doctor had said. His face fell.

"But I-I don't know any girl THAT well! I never even did 'it'..honest, never!"

I shifted uncomfortably. I didn't know how to say what I had to. Taking another deep breath, I looked up at the ceiling and said, as calmly as I could. "Honey. most girls your age are still virgins and it wouldn't be right to use them that way. But..well..I'm a female and..well..not a virgin"

"Oh Jeez!" he exclaimed. "You mean, I'd put it in your...I mean, have sex with you?" I could only nod and say "We can't tell your father"

I pulled the covers down and this time really looked. His swollen penis pointed straight up his belly. It looked a bit larger and thicker than his dad's. I reached out with a trembling hand and touched it, then wrapped my fingers around it. I was surprised by its hot, almost steely hardness. Had Jim's EVER gotten that hard? The moment was quite awkward for both Jeremy and me.

"I think I'm going to go over to my room and..well..get ready," I said quietly. "When you think you're ready, you can come over..Ok?" He nodded. I felt an increased throbbing in his shaft just before I let go it and left the room.

In my bedroom, I undressed quickly, trying not to think too much. I tossed my panties onto the floor and looked at my naked body in the mirror. For 38, I think I still look Ok, but I should exercise more. The big globes of my 38D breasts hang a bit now but aren't too floppy. My hips have widened after two kids, giving me more of an 'hourglass" type figure. I was a bit embarrassed by the untrimmed thatch of dark brown hair between my legs, but figured it really made no difference now.

I wasn't ready. My wide dark nipples were relaxed. I put my hand between my legs and pushed my middle finger up inside me, finding myself damp, but not wet. Just then, Jeremy appeared in the doorway, staring in fascination. He was naked now, his manhood pointed straight out in front of him. I quickly pulled out my finger.

"I'm not quite ready..inside, I mean," I said sheepishly. Jeremy looked confused. I sat down on the bed.

"When a woman is ready for sex, she gets wet, down here," I explained, placing my hand on my crotch. "It lubricates me so a penis..your penis..can slide in easily." He nodded.

"Can I help you get ready?" He asked.

I balked at first, but then realized that was silly. "Yes..yes you can," I said, pulling myself up onto the bed and reclining on my back. "Lie down here beside me."  He did and I closed my eyes and opened my legs.

"Ok, honey. Reach down between my legs where the hair is." I felt his hand on my bush and suppressed a startled jerk. "Yes, there. Now down further. Feel that fold of skin? You know what that is, don't you?"

I felt him probing the slit as he said, a bit breathless, "Yes, it's your cunt." I didn't correct him. Nice language seemed silly by that point.

"Push your finger in the slit..uh..yes, but down further, more towards my butt..oh!..there! Push it up that opening." His finger went up inside me. I opened my legs further. "Yes. That's good. Now, move it in and out."

I think he was trying to shock me as he asked, "I'm fingerfucking you, aren't I?" I answered casually, "Yes, honey, you're fingerfucking me."

I felt his other hand on my right breast. A tentative squeeze. "Suck the nipple", I encouraged. "That helps too." Almost immediately, eagerly sucking lips pounced on my nipple. He pulled his finger out of my cunt and began playing with my other breast.

"Man, you got nice tits, Mom!" he said as he moved his face to my left breast. His other hand moved back between my legs and found something new. My hips jerked.

"What's that? What's wrong?" he asked.

"My clitoris..its very sensitive" I answered.

He moved his face down below my belly. "It's standing up, Kinda rubbery," he observed.

"Yes..I'm..I'm becoming aroused," I said, frankly surprised.

I heard him breathing more heavily and felt him swing his leg over me. I thought he was preparing to mount me and kept my eyes closed, my heart racing. Was I doing the right thing? All this was SO forbidden! But then I felt him up further on me, almost sitting on my breasts.

"Jeremy? What are you..." I opened my eyes to see his hard penis hovering over my face. He had one knee planted under each of my armpits.

"Suck my cock!" he demanded in a hoarse, unfamiliar voice. "Suck it!"

"Jeremy! I'm your mother! You....AUUGHH!" His response to my protest was to push his cock into my mouth and nearly down my throat, almost gagging me. He immediately leaned forward, his hips over my face. His hips began pumping frantically. "Oh yeah!" he breathed, "Oh yeah! facefuckin' ya!" I was near panic, but he had me pretty well pinned. I real can't 'deep throat' very well but with Jeremy, I had to as he forced the head of his penis down my throat. I felt his hairy balls squash against my chin each time he thrust downward. Suddenly, his pumping became very rapid, almost frantic. He was going to come in my mouth! I tried to protest but could only manage a gurgle.

"Ohhhh shit!" he gasped out. There was a great, hot flood in my throat and mouth. I couldn't breathe. There was so much that I couldn't even gag. I was literally drowning in my son's sperm! I heaved my hips and shoulders but he kept pumping away, spurting more and more. It poured out of my mouth and down my chin and cheeks. My vision got fuzzy and just as I felt I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, he fell off me to my right, pulling his cock out and shooting the last of his load straight into my face.

I rolled to the other side of the bed, gagging, coughing and spitting out what seemed to be a gallon of cum onto the carpet. I lay there with my head hanging over the side of the bed, trying to get my breath.

"Wow Mom!" Jeremy said. "That was great! I didn't know you could suck like that!" I still couldn't breathe well enough to respond. I remember hoping that I had taken care of his 'problem' at least. But I was soon to be disappointed.

I was lying on my stomach. Without further comment, he grabbed one hip and rolled me onto my back. As he pulled my legs apart, he said "Oh yeah! Now let's get some of that pussy!" I started to say something...I don't remember what, when he scooped up my legs and stuck his cock in me..all of it at once.

"Oh God! Jeremy! Easy!" but he had again gone deaf,it seemed. "Yeah! Yeah!" was his only response, "Shit this feels great!" He slammed it in and out. The bed creaked and groaned as my breasts bounced all over my chest. I felt him swelling up bigger and hotter inside me but I didn't believe he could come again so soon.

As his pumps quickened, my own hips began lifting to meet him. "You likin' this Mom?" he asked in a surprised and pleased voice. I didn't answer, feeling both shame and pleasure, but I did hug him close.

"Don't..come..yet..not quite..yet," I panted in his ear. His pumping and the heavy smell of his jizz on my face drove me over the edge and I erupted in a bucking, groaning orgasm.

"Oh shit yeah! You're comin' !" He exclaimed. I could hear the surprise and delight in his voice as I came with a ferocity I hadn't felt in years. I thought I'd faint from the intensity of it, which was enhanced by feeling his organ spurting inside me.

I lay there limp as he gave a last few pushes before dismounting. He lay quietly behind side me for a time. I was too spent to look to see if his boner had subsided, but I soon knew that he hadn't.

"Roll over on your tummy, Mom," he said, pushing on my hip. Dreamily I complied, not realizing what he had in mind until I felt his finger between my buttocks. "Ever had it up the ass?" he asked eagerly. "Only a couple times," I answered groggily, "Your father doesn't like to do that." I felt his finger go up my anus roughly, making me gasp. "It's nice and tight!" he admired, as he worked his finger in and out.

I came to my senses as I felt his weight on my back. "Wait Jeremy! You can't just shove it in! I need..." and then I groaned in protest as he forced his penis up into my rectum. He began humping as rapidly as my asshole would permit. I groaned and squirmed beneath him.

"Jeremy! It hurts! Pull it out!" I almost screamed, but already a tingling pleasure was coming through the pain. My buns jiggled in time with his thrusts. I felt like I was going to pee and put one hand beneath me to grasp my pussy to hold it in, but I was soon masturbating. The pressure did make me pee a little, it dribbled through my fingers as I humped my hand.

Then a voice said, "Oh my god! Oh my god!"

I was able to twist my head around enough to see my daughter Julie standing in the bedroom doorway, her eyes wide and mouth open in utter shock. My feet pointed toward her and I knew she had a clear view of her brother sodomizing me. I had totally forgotten that her girlfriend's mother was bringing her home from the mall!

Of all the things she could have said, what she blurted out was totally unexpected: "Does that hurt?"

I just shook my head.

Jeremy became aware of her and suddenly yanked his penis out of my rear. Julie's eyes widened even further as she stared at her brother's erection. She didn't move as Jeremy leapt off the bed and grabbed her arm. He roughly flung her onto the bed but she raised no protest..seeming stunned. When he unsnapped her jeans and attempted to pull them down, she yelled "Don't!", grabbing her jeans just as her bright blue panties were starting to show.

"Jeremy, no!" I yelled, "You can't do that!"

His eyes were wild, "Why not?" he said, "She's got a pussy...she even showed it to me! Teasing me!" The blush on Julie's face confirmed what he said. She suddenly released her grip on her jeans and Jeremy yanked them off her in one movement, knocking her shoes off in the process. As She tried to  get up off the bed, he grabbed her top by the lower back and jerked it up over her head. Her bra catch let go and both her flailing arms instinctively tried to cover her exposed small breasts instead of holding onto her clothes, allowing him to finish pulling off her top and bra.

Her eyes had a wild look as she tried to keep him from tearing off her bikini panties, but the flimsy material ripped easily. Jeremy tore them off her and flung them behind him. They flew clear out into the hallway, their tattered remains fluttering like a blue butterfly.

She made only a half-hearted attempt to cover the neat triangle of hair between her legs. It was the exact shade of brown as mine. She scooted across the bed away from him, stopping as she got next to me. She looked at me with shock and an odd fascination in her eyes.

"He's going to fuck me" she said, rather quietly. Her legs were open slightly and I could see the slit of her vagina.

"Jeremy!" I scolded. "She's a virgin. And you could get her pregnant!" But Jeremy advanced on her, taking her shoulders and pushing her down on the bed on her back. Her eyes darted between his face and his hard cock. "It-it won't fit!" she said, mild fear in her voice.

I know I should have stopped it, but the atmosphere in that bedroom was charged with lust. I've never felt such electricity. "Yes it will, dear," I said soothingly. I slid my hand over her thigh, bringing it to rest on the fuzzy hump of her young pussy. I massaged it gently. "Mom..." she started to say. "Shhhhh!" I hushed and lowered my face to suck her left nipple, making its flower petal softness change into a rubbery erectness. "Oh.." she said softly as I felt her body lose its stiffness. I took my hand from between her legs and wiped it against my own crotch, making my fingers wet and shiny. I put my hand back between Julie's legs and rubbed the wetness into her pussy, then slipped my finger up inside her tight vaginal opening. I worked the dampness into her and, as her own wetness started, her hips moved gently. I briefly sucked her other nipple then kissed her on the lips. I looked at Jeremy.

"You can take her now," I said.

He had been watching us, but now he came back to life. He laid on top of her. She looked fearfully into his eyes, but loosely put her arms around him and let her legs slide open wide. I saw the head of his cock push against her crotch, but knew it was too high. I reached between them, took his shaft in hand and moved it down slightly. "It's right there," I said, "Push slowly!"

He pushed and Julie gasped, "It's going in!" Then her head went back and she gave a short scream. I knew my daughter had just lost her virginity. "Owwwwwwww!" she complained softly, "Take it easy!" and, surprisingly, Jeremy did go slowly. But he relentlessly pushed his penis into his sister's vagina. "Draw your knees up, honey," I encouraged, "It'll help it go in!" She obeyed and I saw a few drops of blood on the bed beneath her butt, a result of her broken hymen. When two-thirds of his shaft had disappeared between the stretched lips of her cunt, she grunted "I can't take any more!" Jeremy began to pump, forced to go slowly by her tightness.

I know it sounds terrible but I laid there and masturbated as I watched my children fuck. Julie looked over at me and smiled, the flush of her face spreading down her chest as her arousal increased. Soon her hips were rising to meet his pumps and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He seemed to be fucking her brutally but she kept gasping encouragement so I said nothing.

"Jeremy, don't come in her," I said, knowing it was futile to tell him that. His hips soon began jerking motions. Julie's eyes flew open wide. "I can feel it!" she said with delight, "I can feel him squirting in me!" Already I saw a dribble of white ooze out of her, running between her small buns, across the pink pucker of her asshole. Jeremy seemed almost done when she came, holding him in a bear hug and giving rapid pulses of her hips. I came as I watched her.

Finally, he rolled off her and she lay limp as a rag doll, legs wide open, his sperm gushing out of her stretched cunt. I looked at Jeremy and sighed with relief. His cock was finally limp!! He was completely exhausted.

Of course we never told Jim about what had happened. Not about that or subsequent 'sessions'. Thankfully, Julie didn't get pregnant and I got her on the pill, telling Jim it was to help 'female problems'..he didn't ask for details. I had thought Jeremy would prefer Julie over me, but he's in bed with me more often than with her. Julie tends to be a bit fussy about letting him come in her mouth and is still adjusting to taking it 'in the back door', as she puts it. And oh yes, Julie and I have enjoyed each other further..we tend to do that when it's just us at home.

Hard to believe that a little blue pill caused all this. When Dr. Blakeslee asked about it, I just tell him that everything worked out just fine!

Desperate Mother

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My name is Susanne, and I’m thirty eight. I’m average height, slim, with an ample chest and what I like to think is a tight ass. All in all I like to think I am a desirable woman, I have certainly had my fair share of men over the years. The story I am about to tell you happened a year ago, when I was thirty seven. My son was sixteen. His name is John, and I have always encouraged sports and games for him because he was never a very bright one. My husband had left me when Johnny was ten, six years ago, and since then I had not had a man. I didn’t take men into the house and I didn’t go out with men because I hadn’t want to confuse Johnny. This, of course, meant I hadn’t had sex now for ten years. For a woman who had been used to regular sex, the la
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ck of it used to drive me mad. My desires became strong, oh so strong, and I could barely contain myself. I used to have wild fantasies about random men in the street - rushing home so I could touch myself. I would throw myself onto the sofa and desperately try to satisfy my needs. But there is no replacement for a man. You have understand - I was so desperate. Late one night, when I was on my way to shower before bed, I walked past my son’s room. I noticed, peeking in, that is was empty. Worried about my son I walked in, looking under the sheets and finding he hadn’t even been to bed yet. I was sure he had come home that evening, as I remembered him coming in. Immediately I began to think the worst. However, on my way out of the room, I noticed a piece of paper on the floor. When I bent down to pick it up it turned out to be an advert for a ‘rave’, with an address. I was stunned. My Johnny, sixteen year old Johnny, had gone to a rave. I carried on out of the room, through the hall, and into the living room. I sat down by the phone and dialled the number. “Hello?” “Yes, Hello, is this the number of…” I read the advert and spoke disapprovingly “X - o - Rave?” The phone went down. I continued to ring a few other numbers, mainly friends of Johnny’s, as well as the local police, looking to see if anybody had any news on his whereabouts. Nobody did. I ended up spending nearly two hours trying every number I could think of and interrogating all his friends. I was concerned, but I knew where he was and that he was there by choice, so my worries calmed a little. At least, enough for me to get back up and head to the shower. It was well gone midnight now, but I wasn’t tired. I walked through to the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I got ready to undress. In my recent frustration, I had often turned to masturbating in front of a mirror, trying to convince myself I was with another woman. It used to make me feel filthy, not least because I was pleasuring myself, but because it was such a blatant sign of desperation. I slipped my shirt over my head, revealing my black bra. Nobody had seen my breasts in so long, but I always wore nice bras and matching panties just in case. My tits swayed as they bounced out of the long sleeved shirt, and I felt a small twinge in my abdomen. I bent down, zipping my trousers open, and sliding them down my long legs. When I unclasped my bra, seeing my tits bounce but remain upright made me smile. I took pride in my body, hoping that somebody would see it again one day. When I took my panties off I made sure I didn’t look down at my pussy - I didn’t want to fuck myself, not with my son out there. I got in the shower, running the hot water down my back and across my face. The water splashed down my tits and across my ass as I reached for the soap and got up a lather. Rubbing it against my chest I spread the suds across my tits, pressing them together with my arms to make them look bigger. When I realised what I was doing I dropped them again immediately, only to have my fingers brush gently across my pussy. I gasped at the sudden touch, and shuddered at the thought of pleasuring myself. Before I could resist my own hand slid down to my pussy lips. I was rubbing myself, the suds making my hand slip and slide as I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip with the delight of it. It felt so good to have my pussy being felt, and I began to imagine a fantasy man fucking me. I felt ashamed that even now I was so desperate I couldn’t resist my own urges for a few hours, but I was so weak to it. “Mom?” I literally jumped, my eyes spanning open and my hands snapping away in shock. My son was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, looking through the transparent doors of the shower with squinting eyes. He seemed to be trying to make me out through all the steam and the suds. “Where have you been Johnny?” I snapped, trying to cover myself with my hands. “A rave.” Johnny said, at least he was being honest. “Go through to your room I’ll come in in a minuet.” I said. My son nodded, turned and left. I felt so dirty. I looked down at my big tits, the soap dripping off my no longer erect nipples, and I felt like I was a slave to my own urges. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, spending a few minuets drying myself. “Mom?” Johnny called out, wondering where I was. “I’ll be a few minuets.” I called back, deciding I would brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I did so, sliding into a silk-laced black nightie when I was done. I put on no panties, because I never slept in panties. I walked down the hall and went to open the door to my son’s room. Looking through the gap I saw he was sitting on the bed. He’d taken off his outdoor clothes and had changed into a pair of boxers - ready for bed. “Mom, I’m sorry.” he said as I walked in. “You must tell me in future.” I said firmly. “But you are a young man and parties are natural.” “I will.” Johnny promised, and I could tell he was relieved that I wasn’t going on about it. As I stood there, preparing to say good night to my son, I looked up at a window which was opposite the door. The frame was hanging loose. “I told you to fix that ages ago.” I said, skipping onto the frame in frustration. I stretched, trying to align the wonky bar but not being tall enough. “Let me help.” My son said, and leapt up behind me. To my dread, I found his body pressed against mine. His hard abdomen was like iron against my back, and I felt his breath on the back of my neck. His arms came up behind my and started to try and help me with the bar. I bit my lip hard, trying to close my eyes and not be aroused. I hadn’t been this close to a man in so long. Despite my best efforts, I began to get turned on. I could feel my pussy begin to burn with desire as he slid against me, trying to reach up. Then I felt his soft penis, through this sorts, brush gently against the back of my pussy. I gasped. “Sorry, am I squashing you?” He asked, making to step off the windowsill. “No!” I heard myself reply, so desperate to feel that touch again but so disgusted with myself. “Ok.” He said, pushing back against me. His penis would the base of my pussy again. I licked my lips and closed my eyes, trying to resist him but so desperate for the pleasure. Then, my desires swimming through my blood, and I found myself rubbing. Ever so slightly, ever so gently, I rocked an inch by an inch against him. I tried to provoke him. I was so dirty, but It worked. I felt his cock begin to fill, and he suddenly stopped moving. He didn’t say anything, but he suddenly paused his trying to align the windowsill. “Mom, I..” “What?” I asked, pretending I had no idea what was going on. I pressed my ass against the base of his penis, and I felt it jump through his sorts. “Nothing…” he said, and continued trying to align the bar atop the windowsill. As he did, he ended up pulling one end off. The nail fell down onto the sill. “I’ll get it.” he said, not realising what was involved. He had to reach round the front, and his hand would have to brush past my tits. This was too much, I had to stop. This was wrong. This was my son, I had to control myself. Before I could say anything his hand came around. It brushed past my tits on its way to the floor, and I gasped again. This time he leapt off the windowsill. “I er, I er I” “We’ll leave it to the morning.” I said quickly, trying to gather myself. “Night.” I said, not risking going near him for a kiss. Instead I shot out of the room and flew into the lounge, plumping down on the sofa. I sat there for a while, thinking about what had just happened. I had just tried to turn on my son, I had just tried to make him hard. All to satisfy my desires. I was a filthy woman, a dirty woman, and I knew I was uncontrollable. I decided I would calm down for a while. I switched on the telly, breathing heavily and trying to get all thoughts of my son’s penis out of my mind. I watched tv for about twenty minuets, lunging from channel to channel but finding nothing. Bored, I sighed and got up, throwing the remote onto the sofa. I decided I would go to bed and try to forget the whole thing. I walked past my son’s bedroom once again, and peeped in - hoping he would either be asleep, and thus must have forgotten about it to, or that he would be awake and I could talk to him about it. What I saw, however, made my knees weak. My son was there, laid out on the bed, with his cock in his hand. Oh my, what a cock it was. Long and thick, and hard, and he was beating it. Oh how he was bashing, and the power of it made me weak with lust. “Mom…” I heard him whisper to himself. My eyes widened. He must have been fantasying about me. “Johnny I…” I burst in, acting like I hadn’t seen him bashing off. He tried to cover himself. “Mom! Ever heard of knocking?” I had hoped I would tell him off. I thought I would say something about not doing that unless he was sure I wasn’t around. But all I could do was look at his cock. My eyes did not leave that throbbing member. “Mom…” he said, noticing what I was looking at. “Shh.” I said, and I walked over to him. My desire was so strong, I couldn’t help it. It had been so long, so pussy achingly long since I had seen a nice big cock. I bent down, my face inches away from his cock. “Let me help you relax.” I swallowed, reaching out and wrapping my hand around his cock. “Mom…” he gasped, but he didn’t move as I stroked that huge member. Veins began to surface and it sprang at me as my fingers touched it. It was so warm, so throbbing, and it made me so hungry. I began to stroke him. He was looking at me, but his hips were trembling every time I slid my hand down to his nut sack. It was huge now. As big as any I had ever seen, and I knew I had gone too far. There was no turning back now. “I want to fuck you mom.” I let go of his member and stood up. Then, planting my feet either side of his waist, I pulled off my nightie and crouched down. I eased myself onto his cock. He groaned, I nearly screamed. Instead I shuddered, my tits bouncing around as I felt him slid inside me. I let him settle for a moment, terrified that he would cum and it would be over. But he didn’t, he opened his eyes and looked at me. I began to slid up and down, his cock still growing as I began to bump. My tits bounced harder, my nipples becoming so hard I thought they would crack. I tried to stay slow, I tried to keep the motion dignified - I didn’t want to buck like a whore, not like this, with my own son. “I’m going to fuck you.” He said to me, reaching out and grabbing my shoulders. I didn’t, couldn’t, fight him. He threw me onto my back. Then, placing his cock at the entrance to my pussy, he began to rub his fingers across my nipples. He stroked my huge tits, they heaved as I breathed heavily with anticipation. Then he teased me, sliding his cock either side of my entrance but not plunging in. “do you want me to fuck you?” he asked. “Please!” I gasped. I was so filthy. He plunged in with all his might, and I did scream, with delight. He pounded my pussy, ramming his iron rod in and out and making me whine like a whore. “Harder!” I begged, desperate to have him fill me up. He continued to pump me, making me slid on the bed. This time I did buck, my hips thrashing wildly to try and get the full length of his cock inside my pussy. “HARDER!” I shrieked, completely his, completely a slave to my desires. “I’m going to fuck you.” He grunted, slamming his member home again and again. I knew I could not keep this up long. My pussy began to get so hot I thought I would burn him, and I felt myself begin to tremble. “YES” I screamed, my legs snapping around his waist and holding his cock inside me for as long as I could. His power was so much, so great, that I knew I could hold myself back no longer. I began to throw myself madly, tearing his cock in and out of my pussy with all my power. Then it came to a climax. My pussy lips tightened around his cock like a vice, and I shrieked with delight as I came. My whole body exploded as I bucked on my son’s huge cock. Then he grunted, and I felt his cock pound his cum into my pussy. The throbbing lurches of its huge purple head drove me deeper into the realms of burning fantasy and desire as he fucked my brains out. When we were done we both sighed. He pulled himself out of me, and I put on my nightie. Without a word I ran out of the room and sat down in the lounge. I didn’t go back into my son that night. I sat there, disgusted with myself. But, deep in my soul, I knew I could not go without that cock for long.