Mom's Guilty Pleasure Ch. 02

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* Incest/Taboo.

* Underage drinking.

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All characters are over 18 years of age and are completely fictional.

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I thought that I should get up and go shower to get ready for my day. As I walked toward the master bathroom, I passed by my full-length mirror and looked over. Whoa! I stopped and turned to look at myself. What I saw almost frightened me. I looked like a 38-year-old woman going on a 55-year-old. When was the last time I wore makeup? Look at that hair! Look at that robe! It looks like it's from the 1950's! I suddenly realized that I had not even considered my appearance in a long, long time.

Ever since Michael died, I had been in 'get it done' mode. I needed a job to support us, get it done. I have to have the car repaired, get it done. Bobby needs a new pair of jeans, get it done. Perhaps that is what helped me through the grieving. I don't know. What I do know is, in the last 3 years, I had not thought about my appearance to the rest of the world. Maybe it's time that I should. I started to think about it. I actually do have to buy Bobby a new pair of jeans today. Maybe I'll just pick up a few things for myself.

I continued to scrutinize myself in the mirror. I turned this way and that. Hmm, this is no help, so I let my robe drop to the floor. Now I scrutinized my naked body... I guess my breasts still look good, I thought. For DD cups they had very little sag. Okay, that's nice, I guess. My nipples were somewhat darker now and maybe a little larger, but still nice, and I can see that they obviously still get very erect, I giggled. I turned to see my bottom. Hmm, not bad. It was a little larger than when I was young, but it was still well rounded and had very little sag to it as well. My hips were a little wider now, but I guess that adds to my overall curvaceousness. I turned to face myself again. I looked down at my vaginal area. "Oh gawd!" I said out loud to myself. When was the last time I trimmed down there? It looked like a gorilla wrestling a buffalo. Oh, that is... hideous. I chided myself...

Overall, though, my body was not too bad, I thought. I could afford to drop a couple of pounds and maybe spend a little time with a razor and a pair of scissors, but I think I can make this work.

I didn't see Bobby for the rest of the day as we both seemed to be going in different directions. I did my shopping and he did his school work. We ate dinner together that night, but then it was time to prepare for our activities the next day. I had to go back to work and he had to study for an upcoming test. It went like this for the next few days until we were at the weekend again. Friday night was open, but we both hit the sack early due to our hectic week.

When I woke up at six, I thought I'd go ahead and get up and maybe go downstairs and fix us a nice breakfast, but first, I thought I'd make myself a little more presentable. I cleaned myself up a bit and even put on a little makeup and eyeliner. I put on my new white satin robe and modeled it in front of the mirror. It was low cut in the front to accentuate my cleavage. Nice. Wow, look at how it really allows my nipples to stand out! I purposely jiggled my breasts to see how they looked. As I did, I noticed how the neckline of the robe loosened a bit, revealing much more of my breasts to someone viewing from the side. I turned slightly to judge for myself. Ahh, yes, I was right. I could see practically the entire profile of my breast, everything but the nipple. The bottom hem was just slightly higher than mid-thigh... nice. I turned to look at my behind... very nice. I bent over to see if the higher cut would flash my bottom. Hmm, only if I reaaally bent over could I see my granny panties. Ooops! I'd almost forgotten. No more granny panties for me. I'd purchased some new underwear the other day, a few pairs of bikini underwear and even a thong... for special occasions. I dropped the grannies and tossed them in the wastebasket. I pulled out some white bikinis and pulled them on. I bent over in front of the mirror again. Hmm, a nicer view of my bottom than before, at least. Okay! I thought to myself. This looks... presentable. I'll see what Bobby thinks. If he thinks that I am showing too much, then I'll tone it down a little.

As I walked by Bobby's room, I thought about checking in on him, but I thought the better of it and continued downstairs to the kitchen. About 45 minutes later I called up to Bobby, letting him know that breakfast was ready.

"Alright. I'll be down in a minute." he replied.

He came wandering down a couple of minutes later, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. When he walked in the dining area, I noticed he had a T-shirt and the same gray shorts again and, yes, I noticed his formidable bulge down his right thigh again. He must be a hang to the right kinda guy, I thought.

When he saw me, he stared for a long moment, but said nothing about my new attire.

"Go ahead and sit down, sweety. I'll bring your plate to you." I spoke.

He sat down as I slid a plate full of eggs and bacon over to him. I sat down across from him with my own dish.

"Looks good, mom. Thanks," he said, his eyes looking at my cleavage between the folds of the robe's neckline, then at my erect nipples proudly protruding through the white satin.

"You're welcome." I said as I suddenly reached for the orange juice, making my large boobs jiggle and loosening my robe slightly, exposing even more of my tits.

"Uh, wow, mom, you look very pretty today."

"Thank you, sweetheart. I've decided to maybe change my appearance a little and maybe start living again... at least a little more than I have been." I turned to the side to grab the butter, giving him a nice glance at nearly my entire breast. All but the nipple, I surmised.

I turned back and caught him with his eyes locked on my chest. He quickly looked back down at his breakfast.

"What would you think if I started dating again?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm totally cool with it, Mom. I totally understand. I think dad would too. Got anybody in mind?" he smiled.

"Oh no. I just started contemplating it. I wanted to see what your reaction would be."

"Totally cool with me. Just make sure he has a Corvette." he smiled again as I laughed.

Bobby was still eating when I had finished my breakfast. I stood up to take my plate over to the sink. As I did, I dropped my fork, so I bent over to pick it up. I didn't realize that I had to bend that far over to get it. So I'm sure Bobby got an eyeful of my new bikinis. I stood up again and walked to the sink.

"Would you like some more bacon, sweetie?"

"No thanks. I think I'm done here." He stood to bring his plate to the sink. As I turned to look at him, I again saw his bulging penis in his shorts again. If I didn't know any better, I'd think that Bobby was half hard in those shorts. He kind of turned slightly to the side as if to hide it, only making it seem even more pronounced. I chided myself again about my lack of self-control.

"Sweetie, if you think my new attire is a little too... shall we say... provocative, you would tell me, wouldn't you?"

His face flushed a little as he thought about it for a moment, glancing again at my chest. "Uh, yeah mom. Of course I would, but I think you look great." he replied.

"Good. Thank you. I wouldn't want you to think that any this... my new look, would seem inappropriate to you. Okay?"

"No worries, okay mom? I kind of think I'd actually like you to dress more like a woman... and maybe a little less like a mom."

"Thanks... that's sweet. By the way, it looks like the snow may hit us again, late this afternoon. You ready to do a little hot tubbing tonight?" I asked.

"Yeah! That would be great!"

"Good! Then I thought maybe we could pop some popcorn and watch a movie. What do you think?"

"I think it sounds like fun," he smiled.

The rest of the day we went about our own business. Bobby doing his schoolwork, while I focused on some of the more mundane domestic chores, house cleaning, paying bills etc.

The snow started at about four-thirty, turning everything white almost immediately. We ate dinner at about six o'clock and immediately headed upstairs to get into our bathing suits.

I was excited about wearing my new bathing suit. It was a little daring and I was hoping it wouldn't be too much for Bobby. I put it on and stood in front of the mirror, modeling it for myself. It was a white string bikini and from what I could see, it was... devastating. The top strings came over the top of the shoulders down to thin Lycra fabric covered breasts. While it supported my breasts underneath, it was pretty revealing on the sides, showing off my ample double D's. There was no padding built anywhere into this suit to hide sensitive anatomy. It was just thin, flexible white Lycra. Making it almost transparent. I noticed how the top clearly revealed my dark, erect nipples through the fabric, while the bikini bottoms would allow someone to see the folds of my labia. The fabric covering my bottom was a narrow strip, only about 4 inches wide. Needless to say, my ass cheeks were essentially on display.

I don't know, maybe this is a bit too much for Bobby, I thought to myself. It's pretty revealing. I'd hate for him to be inappropriately stimulated by it. Of course, I wouldn't want that. It could make for some awkward moments between us... although he did say that he would let me know if anything I wore was inappropriate. I guess I'll have to trust in that.

I put on my robe and walked downstairs to the kitchen to open a bottle of wine. Grabbing a glass, I walked out onto the patio, where Bobby was already submersed in the toasty water. I walked over to my usual spot and bent over to set down my wine and glass. I then turned sideways to Bobby, fluffed my hair and removed my robe.

I could feel Bobby's eyes upon me as I daintily walked over to hang it up, under the cover where it would not get snowed on. I walked back to my spot and stepped down into the hot tub, stopping at the top step to allow my body to acclimate to the hot water. I glanced over at Bobby. His eyes seemed to be locked on my breasts.

"Okay mister, my eyes are up here," I said, pointing at my face.

"Uh, oh, Sorry mom. I've just never really seen you dress like that. I've never seen what your body looks like."

"A little too much?" I asked.

"What? No. Not at all. I think it looks great on you. You really have a nice body... Uh... I mean a nice, healthy body."

"Oh, aren't you a sweet son." I responded. Is I finished stepping into the tub. "Whew! The water seems especially hot tonight."

"Well, it's especially cold outside tonight." he smiled. "I cranked it up a couple of degrees."

I went about pouring myself a glass of wine, probably a little more than I normally did.

"Can I have a glass?" he asked, smiling.

"At your age, mister. I don't think so." my normal response.

"Yeah, you're probably right. I'd hate to become an 18-year-old alcoholic after that one glass." mocking me.

I looked at him with that smirk on his face. "Well... you're 18, I guess one glass won't hurt."

"Woo-hoo!" he cheered.

"But when you become that raging alcoholic after this one glass, I'm here to tell you that I'm not supporting your five kids and your five different baby mommas." I said, teasing him back.

I handed him my slightly overfilled glass. "I guess it's straight from the bottle for me, tonight." I joked.

"Wow. A glass of wine of my very own. This is a first."

"Yeah, we seem to be having quite a few firsts recently." I responded.

We sat for a while, sipping our wine in silence. Each of us enjoying the hot water and the cold snowfall. After about an hour, I started to get a little tipsy and my body very overheated, so I sat up on the edge of the tub with only my feet dangling in the water. The ice-cold air felt very refreshing. I looked over at Bobby. It seems as though he was staring at my crotch. I looked down and noticed that my legs were parted somewhat. I saw that the Lycra was clinging tightly to my vaginal lips, leaving little to the imagination. Even though I had trimmed up the area, leaving very little hair, I noticed that some of the fir I had left was protruding outside of the bikini bottoms. I casually closed my legs as I took another sip of wine. Glancing back at my son, I noticed he was now ogling my chilled nipples. Well, there didn't seem to be a lot I could do about that at the moment as I wasn't cooled down enough to return to the tub. I guess there wasn't a lot of harm in letting him see what breasts look like. Even if they were his mother's.

We enjoyed the tub for about another hour before I asked him if he was ready for some popcorn and a movie.

"Yeah, let's do it." he responded.

We made our way inside and changed our clothes to something dry. I stripped naked and patted myself dry. In my tipsy, wine induced fog I absentmindedly put on my robe over my naked skin without any undergarments. When I look back at that moment now, I wonder how much of that mistake was the wine and how much was really my... uh... desire. I made my way downstairs to cue the movie and pop some popcorn. When I returned to living room, I noticed that a shirtless bobby had put on an older pair of baggy gym sweats.

I sat down next to him, putting the popcorn between us and pressed play on the remote. The movie came on and for the next 20 minutes or so we sunk our minds into it while ravenously consuming our popcorn. Then came a scene that caught me by surprise.

The two main characters had suddenly torn their clothes off and began to make love. Their bodies writhed together for a few moments before the bare breasted woman went down on the man. I was shocked. Although the actions of the actors were not explicit, it showed a lot of skin and left little to the imagination. I thought about shutting the movie off as we normally didn't watch any with this type of content. This isn't something I wanted Bobby to see. I then glanced over at him and noticed him wide-eyed, watching the nude woman. I looked down and saw his erection pushing up against his sweat bottoms. Although they were baggy, they weren't baggy enough to let his hard penis actually make a tent in them. They only allowed his long cock to press mightily against the fabric, looking like he had a log in them.

I immediately felt moisture between my legs. God look at that thing! It looks like a serpent trying to escape his sweats, I thought to myself. I caressed my neck with my hand and licked my lips unconsciously. That hand then found its way inside my robe to caress my breast while my other hand snaked its way under my robe to caress my wet vagina. Dammit! Stop this! I withdrew my hands as I tried to tuck my horniness to the back of my mind.

I tried to control myself as not to make an awkward moment even more awkward, but I wanted Bobby to know that I could see his uh... current state of arousal. Maybe he would know to be a little more modest in the future. That's what a good mother does, I told myself. I paused the movie.

"Hey Bobby, I've noticed that you haven't been wearing underwear lately. Why is that?"

"All of my underwear are too tight for me." he said, looking over at me, confused by the timing of my strange question.

"Why didn't you tell me? I would have picked you up a larger size."

Don't you remember? I'm already using XL's. When I tried the XXL's they were still too tight, but way too loose around my waste.

"What do you mean, too tight... too loose... huh?" I looked over at his groin and saw his huge erection. "Oh my, son! That is... uh... very... very... uhh, big." I tried to act surprised.

Bobby looked over at me for a moment before realizing what I was referring to.

"Oh, uh crap! I'm sorry mom. I can't help it. We don't normally watch movies like this one. I... uh... oh crap!"

"Oh no, honey. You're misunderstanding me. You haven't done anything wrong. Your... current state is what boys do. It's what men do. It's a sexual arousal response. It's in your DNA, honey. There are certain things that are supposed to trigger that response. This movie scene is one of them. What you're experiencing is absolutely natural.

Bobby looked absolutely mortified. Uh, we already did the birds and bees talk, mom. A long time ago.

"Look honey, don't worry about it. I think it's beautiful. I think you're beautiful. Its just that I've never seen a penis that big before." I confided.

"Do you want me to change my pants?"

"Oh no. You don't need to do that." I said as I gazed at his bulge, "It's just that... well... as I said... just as there are certain things that trigger your sexual arousal, there are things that trigger those same responses for women... and for me too, son." Wow, I couldn't believe that I had just shared that with Bobby. It seemed to be the right thing to do, at the moment, but actually letting my son know that his big cock was turning me on?

Bobby's wheels seemed to be turning in his mind, but he had no response for me.

"Let's just finish the movie. I think you're mature enough to see these things now. We can talk more about this tomorrow." I got up, taking the empty popcorn bowl to the kitchen while trying to escape the awkward situation for a moment. I was very conflicted. I wanted to be a good mother to my son, but when I see that huge bulge, I get weak. My motherly instincts give way to lust. It makes me want... to see it, to see it... erect. It makes me want to... touch it... to taste it. I licked my lips. I was becoming very aroused again. I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn't seem to help myself. My hands slowly made their way down to the belt of my robe. I pulled on the knot, loosening it. Then I loosened even more. The robe was now very loose down the front, showing just a glimpse of my skin all of the way down. Oh god, this was turning me on. The thought of bobby's eyes leering at my body... my vagina moistened even more.

When I came back to the living room, Bobby's eyes were locked on me. Not so much on my eyes though. He was looking at my loosened robe, giving him glimpses of my nakedness beneath. I sat down on the couch again, but, this time, in the corner of it, so I was somewhat angled toward my him. I pressed play on the remote. Bobby's eyes immediately went back to the movie, but from the corner of my eye, I noticed him glancing back over at me more frequently.

I noticed that bobby's erection had withered some as the movie played on. After a few minutes I shifted position slightly, accidentally letting my right breast fall completely out of my robe while exposing the other enough so that just a glimpse of the nipple showed. I continued to watch the movie, pretending not to notice.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Bobby looking my way. I continued to just casually watch the movie. He turned back to the movie for a few moments, but then I noticed him turning back in my direction. During the next action scene, he turned his full attention on the movie. I glanced in his direction noticing his erection had returned. It seemed to be even larger, even harder now, straining against his sweats. Oh my! I licked my lips again.

I made a bit of a show of shifting in my seat again. I casually let my left breast squeeze entirely out of my robe too. If Bobby looked back, he was going to get an eyeful of both of my glorious bosoms and erect nipples. If he was really paying attention, he would see that it was intentional as my robe was stretched open and around, straining against my tits. Oh, damn I feel so dirty. I continued to casually watch the movie.

A minute later, I noticed bobby looking my way again. I felt so hot at that moment, so incredibly dirty, I felt my vagina ooze more of its juices. My son was seriously checking out my titties. I shifted slightly again, causing them to jiggle.

I continued to watch the movie for a couple more minutes before I looked over at Bobby. His eyes were locked onto my chest... but his right hand was slowly stroking his giant erection through his sweatpants. I quickly turned away, hoping he didn't notice my attention to him. Again, I shifted position on the couch. My body was now completely facing him with only my head turned to the side to watch the movie. My legs were casually stretched out on the couch toward him, yet I still continued to pay attention to the movie, allowing my son have an eyeful of my big mouthwatering mammories. I glanced over at him. He was still rubbing his erection through his pants, maybe even a little quicker now. That's when I felt I could not take anymore of this game we seemed to be playing.

I turned to look straight at Bobby, his eyes flashing up to mine, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Our gaze was locked together as I bent my knees up. Then, using my hands to grab my shins, I slowly spread my thighs, revealing my dainty pussy to my son. More juices leaked from me, knowing I was exposing myself to my son. Bobby's eyes were wide, his mouth open as he gazed down at my exposed opening.

I saw his erection jump beneath his sweats. I knew he was turned on.

"Okay son... your turn... Show me yours now," I said, trying not to sound like I was pleading.

He looked up at me and then down at his groin. He hesitated for a moment, making me think I had taken this to far. He slowly grabbed the waistband of his sweats to slide them down.

"Here, let me do that for you son." I spoke as I got up, letting my robe fall to the floor, my complete nakedness on display. I kneeled down in front of him, his eyes ogling my jiggling titties.

I reached up with both of my hands and grasped his waistband. I slowly shimmied his sweats down his legs, my eyes lustfully locked on his bulging manhood. I wanted the memory of this reveal to be forever burned into my mind. They came down his legs revealing the base of his thick shaft tucked into a very modest nest of pubic hair. Then came more of his shaft, then more. God, it was so long! I finally pulled them down far enough to watch his cock spring free of its confines. I slid them the rest of the way off while gazing at it.

"God, that... looks... tasty," was all I could say, mesmerized by his huge erection. I looked up into Bobby's eyes. A lump in my throat. "Ahem... may I... uh... touch it son?"

His cock jumped at my request. He was silent for a moment, before, "uh... Yeah, okay."

My pussy oozed again. This thing looks like it's a foot long, I thought to myself. I reached forward and lightly touched his hardness. My fingertips lightly caressing his veined shaft. Oh god this feels so... oh... shiiiit...

I suddenly began to orgasm. My pussy spasmed in uncontrollable contractions as my juices dripped down my legs. I gasped then groaned as my abdomen buckled me over with a massive contraction.

"Are you okay, mom?" Bobby asked, suddenly alarmed.

"Uhhh..." I groaned in another contraction. "I... oooh... I... I'm fine, baby. I... just... ahh!!!... had an orgasm by just touching you. Oh god-dammit..."

"Wow mom. I did that to you?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry."

"No-no, don't be. That is so hot... you look so... so beautiful right now."

"I think you are beautiful too, baby." I reached up and caressed his cheek. "I can't believe that just happened."

"How do I do that to you again?"

I smiled as I caressed his cheek again. "I don't know... maybe we could find that out... together. I want to touch you again, baby. Is that okay?"

"Yeah mom, of course."

I tentatively began to caress his erection again. When I tried to wrap my hands around it, I found there was still a considerable gap left between my fingertips. This is so big, I thought to myself. I could not believe how much bigger he was than his father, the only man I'd ever been with. With both fists together, I could have easily stacked two more on top of them before even reaching the cock head.

"This is just so big Bobby. I am seriously just blown away by your size."

"I kind of thought it might be a little bigger, because of the underwear thing, but I didn't think it was exactly huge." He said, surprised. "Do you like it?"

"Oh yes, and trust me... it is big. I've only ever been with your dad, so I haven't exactly seen a lot of penises," I held up his erection in between us, "but I've seen enough to know that this... is a monster, a beautiful, delicious monster. I would really like to suu... I mean, I would love to put it in my m... mou... may I... taste it?" I asked, flustered.

"If it makes you have another orgasm like you just did, you can suck it... I mean, taste it all night long. You were so incredibly beautiful when you did that."

I put my lips up to the shaft of his cock. I gently kissed it. Oh, god... I've wanted this. My vagina oozed more fluid. I moaned a bit. I moved up the shaft a little and kissed it again. The skin was so soft over his hardness. I kissed again and... again. I kissed my way up to his mushroom shaped head.

"Oooo... that feels nice, mom."

I kissed and suckled the frenulum under the cock head, then kissed the very tip of it. The cock lurched under my lips as Bobby moaned. God I need this, I told myself. I opened my mouth and gently accepted the soft head. It's just so large, I said to myself, yet again. I accepted a little more of it, as my wet tongue began to lovingly swirl around the corpulent dome. The cock lurched again in my mouth and I felt the head swell. Bobby groaned again and I pulled my mouth away quickly to stave off his orgasm. I felt conflicted, I knew he was young and would have little control of how quickly he came to orgasm, but I wanted to taste more of his cock before he did it. Although, I did want to taste his semen. I wanted a little more time to enjoy this experience, but then again... dammit... I want his cum in my mouth. I need his cum in my mouth. I want to feel the giant cock jumping in my mouth, time after time shooting its semen. I want to taste it. To roll it around on my tongue. I want to swallow it down into my belly.

"Ohhh, mom that's incredible. I had no idea it would feel this good." He moaned in a low raspy voice, almost a hiss.

I moaned too as my tongue began to lick his immense shaft again. It was incredibly hard now. The skin so tight it shined. The veins were tight little snakes slithering up the sides of his cock meat. I made slurping sounds as my tongue bathed it from base to head with my saliva. I drew his purple dome back into my mouth, as my hands wrapped around his dripping shaft. They held the python place while I lecherously forced his cock head into my mouth and then into my wanting throat. I gagged and withdrew slightly, allowing my throat to relax. I then slowly accepted his huge phallus into my throat a few inches.

"Oh my god, mom... that feels so... oh, I think I'm gonna..."

I withdrew slightly until only his cock head remained in my mouth. That's when it happened. It seemed like years that I've been wanting this, wanting him. His cock lurched, spewing a massive stream of cum into my hungry mouth. Oh fuck, it tasted good. It's musky goo felt so warm. Another penile spasm and another stream erupted into my mouth. It was a naughty, and yet, a glorious feeling. I was letting my own son's huge cock ejaculate into my mouth. I pumped his huge shaft with my hands, trying to milk the cum from his massive balls. I swallowed down his seed as another, smaller stream shot into my mouth... and then... another. It continued spasmodically erupting into my mouth until it was slightly more than a dribble. I pulled away as I rolled his cum around and under my tongue, but I continued to pump his cock furiously until all remnants of his orgasm had subsided.

I closed my eyes as I my tongue continued to swish... and to... savor his pungent seed in my mouth, under my tongue, and over my teeth. Fuck... I was in heaven. Then I just held it there letting a little of his seed trickle down my throat. Mmmm. I swallowed it all down into my awaiting belly.

I slowly came back to reality and opened my eyes. Bobby was just staring at me, wide eyed and mouth open in awe.

"Wow... I mean... wow... I thought for a minute that you were going to pass out on me. I've never seen anybody's eyes roll back into their head before."

"I was just savoring your... manliness. It's just been so damn long for me. I just wanted to savor... you... your beauty, your virility, and well... your beautiful cock."

"Damn you're beautiful." he rasped, now sounding... wanton.

I got up and sat on his lap on the couch, with his softening erection between us. With my hands, I held it up against my belly, the head gliding slightly up between my boobs. It felt hot against my skin as its hardness slowly diminished.

"You have the most beautiful, the sexiest tits... uh... breasts ever." he spoke.

"It's okay son. Go ahead... you can talk dirty to me." I leaned forward to his ear, "I kind of like it." I whispered. "Go ahead, feel my titties," I giggled.

He reached up and tentatively caressed the underside of my double-D-melons, making me giggle even more. He hefted them up slightly, feeling their weight. His hands began squeezing them, kneading them. He rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, driving me crazy. I knew my nipples were sensitive, but damn, I had no idea...

I leaned in a bit and wrapped my arms around his neck. He took one of my erect nipples into his mouth. Suckling it like he was a newborn child. He held my breast in his hands while his lips and tongue alternatively suckled and flicked the sensitive bud. I moaned slightly as I watched him move over to give the other bosom equal attention. He suckled and tongued the dark nipple, his eyes closed, his hands squeezing. Suddenly he bit the nipple slightly with his teeth and began gently tugging. I yelped in surprise at first, but then that yelp became a giggle as I realized I liked it. I looked at him. He reminded me of a ravenous animal that needed to satisfy his needs. My vagina responded by spitting a bit more of my juices, which dripped onto Bobby's legs. I was sure he could smell my aroma.

He looked at me. "You're really wet down there, mama." I could feel his cock begin to stiffen again.

"It's what happens when women become sexually aroused, son. Physiologically, I think it's for lubrication," I smiled at him lasciviously. I'm sorry if the uh... fragrance bothers you."

Bobby looked perplexed for a moment, "Oh no, I think I like it. It smells like... sex. I think it kind of turns me on." he spoke. He reached around me, grabbing my ass, pulling me closer. I could feel his tightening shaft up against my moist labia.

"Mmmm." I raised up slightly on my knees, my wet pussy lips pressing against his shaft... coating it with my warm juices. I was instinctively preparing it for what was to come next. I slid back down the long shaft, painting it even more with my viscous lubricant. Dammit, that feels good, I thought to myself. I leaned into Bobby, kissing him gently on the lips. My lust was beginning to make things more urgent for me. My gentle kiss became impassioned. I kissed him deeply and my tongue slithered into his mouth to explore him. Our tongues writhed together, both of us moaning.

I raised myself high on my knees until my vagina hovered just above that beautiful 12-inch fuck stick. I wanted to be on top of him as I thought I should be in control of the situation. I didn't want to be impaled by an out of control 18 year old... or perhaps I did want that? All that I could think of at that moment was that I wanted him inside me sooo much. I looked down into Bobby's eyes. I saw his lust there... I saw his wantonness there. I pressed my wet pussy lips against his cock head. I threw my head back and gasped as I pressed his corpulent dome inside me. I immediately had another orgasm. I cried out, my head exploding, my pussy clenching around his hugeness. My body began undulating as I instinctively tried to accept more of his virile phallus into me. I gasped as my face grimaced in sexual ecstasy.

"Oh fuck mom, you are so hot looking," Bobby bellowed as his hands flew over my body, caressing my breasts, my hips, my bottom. "I want to keep giving you orgasms like that all night long."

"It's been so long, baby. I can feel you stretching me. God, you're so big," I said again for the umpteenth time. I slid down onto his pole accepting a few more inches of him into me. I was sopping wet, but in between my extended celibacy and his massive girth, It was not easy accepting his huge phallus. I raised up and slowly pushed down. I could feel every inch... every millimeter of his giant cock as it slowly penetrated, further into my wetness. God, it's so fucking thick, I thought to myself. It felt so fucking good. The pleasure spots within my vagina were firing off rockets of pleasure that were exploding in my head. I felt him all of the way up inside me now. I raised up and sat back down on it. Ahh, yes. His entire cock was completely inside me now, I thought to myself, lustily. I slowly pumped up and down on his juice soaked shaft. I leaned forward, dangling my bouncy melons in Bobby's face. He immediately took one in his mouth, licking and suckling the nipples one at a time. His tongue driving me crazy.

I moved my hand down to rub my clitoris and felt his shaft... uh... wait... wha? My hand grasped his phallus. Oh my god! There's even more of it? My hand felt even further down his shaft. I realized I had only taken about half of my son's cock!

"Fuck, your cock goes on forever, Baby. I think I might want even more of it inside me," I said, feeling frustrated. I slid off of his pole, feeling an immediate... emptiness within me. I got down on the carpeted floor on all fours, spread my legs slightly, and arched my back, showing my vulnerable ass to my son. "Come and fuck me, son."

Bobby positioned himself between my legs, the weight of his monster cock slapping against my back and bottom. I smiled. I knew it was glistening with my juices. I knew it looked wet. I knew it looked ready to breed, I knew it looked... manly. He positioned his cock at the entrance to my vagina. He rubbed the head up and down slowly, trying to find my starved opening. I was going crazy with lust.

"Fuck, you're driving me crazy, fucking put it into me!" I cursed lewdly.

The cock head found my pussy's hungry mouth and pushed into its wetness. He withdrew a little and pushed in further. Again, I felt every millimeter of his beautiful monster sliding in, as my pussy stretched to accommodate his astounding girth. Out again, then in... even further, the fullness in my vagina returned, quenching that hollow feeling I had. With the next push, he reached the limits of my vagina, making me yelp. He withdrew and pushed in again, just barely pressing against that same spot. I recoiled slightly at the feeling. I knew what was going to happen next...

My body was now wanting more of his cock... no... that's not quite it... It wanted all of his cock. It wanted all of that big, fat... juicy... hunk of fuck meat... Oh god, I'm totally out of control... I told myself, but I knew it didn't really matter now. My entire being was already lost in some deep... dark... and absolutely delicious depravity. I knelt there on hands and knees, my naked legs spread, my bottom presenting itself to my own son. I felt vulnerable, but somehow I felt that my vulnerability needed to be taken advantage of. I wanted Bobby's giant cock to abuse my starving pussy. I wanted my cunt to be savagely pounded into orgasm.

"OH, THAT'S IT BABY, GIVE IT TO ME. GIVE ME MORE OF YOUR COCK MEAT. I NEED YOU TO FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF MY PUSSY!"

Bobby reached out. He huge hands grabbing each of my hips to steady me. He withdrew his gargantuan phallus and then slammed into my pussy, slamming deep against the bottom of it. He withdrew and slammed again, and then again. With each thrust his cock head felt like a fist, punching the deepest part of me. It hurt, badly. I frantically put one hand behind me to stop Bobby from going so deep.

My face contorted into a grimace as I began screaming, "WAIT! THAT'S TOO DEEP, BOBBY. SLOW DOWN A...."

But Bobby was having none of that. He swatted my hand away as his monstrous tool smashed into my abused vagina again.

"You fucking asked for this, bitch! There's no going back now. This monster is going to beat the shit out of that tight little whore cunt of yours!" He bellowed, somehow knowing that his dominance and foul language was what I wanted, what I craved, deep down inside me.

"OWWWW! SHIT... STOP!" I screamed in vain.

I tried to crawl away from him, but his huge hands yanked back on my hips, pulling my cunt onto him, his meat impaling my battered hole. His cock was relentless. It slammed into me again and again. My head leaned back and gasped. My face contorted in pain and pleasure, of the two, I could not tell which was greater. My tits swung back and forth to every thrust of the massive phallus. I stopped my escape attempt and began to meet his thrust, feeling the cock punching me deep, up in my belly. Just the thought of how deep into me the monster was, excited me. I began to relish the thought of how much I could take internally. I began to thrust back at his cock, increasing its impact on my insides, forcing it even deeper into me. I yelped in pain, but continued to match the cock's onslaught. My breathing was heavy, my heart pounding. Sweat ran down my hanging tits and dripped from my nipples. I could hear Bobby groaning, breathing heavily. He was going to cum.

The gargantuan cock stretching my pussy. The relentless pounding. The thought of my own son about to spew his sperm deeeeeep into my womb... All of this sent me over the edge.........

I groaned loudly as an enormous amount of my hot juice gushed from my cunt, surprising me. It coated Bobby's abs, groin, and legs as he pounded me. It ran down my legs, it streamed from my pussy on to the floor. Strong contractions ripped through my belly and pussy, clenching around the massive, thrusting cock. I screamed obscenities as my pussy came from the intense pain, the intense pleasure of the savage fucking.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!! I screamed. SHIT THAT FEELS.... OH FUCK YEAH... BEAUTIFUL COCK... DEEP... OW!... FUCKING... SHIT!"

Suddenly Bobby stopped his relentless pounding. Gripping my hips he just held me tightly. His giant cock was buried to the absolute deepest part of my vagina as he erupted, spewing his potent cum into me. Jet after jet of his seed ejaculated into my womb as he groaned in release.

My vaginal contractions continued to spasm, instinctively attempting to milk the semen from my son's cock. I felt his cock lurch each time it deposited more of his fertile seed into my wanting cunt.

Bobby began to fuck my dripping pussy again, pulling out slightly before ramming it home, instinctively attempting to implant its potent seed deeply into my womb. He continued to fuck me until exhaustion finally consumed us both. We fell to the floor breathing heavily, each basking in our own post coital bliss.

I awoke an hour later. My adorable Bobby was spooning me, his arm wrapped around me with his hand lightly squeezing my breast. "Mmmmm," I cooed as I snuggled against him, even tighter.

The next time I awoke, it was morning. Neither of us had moved an inch. I gently broke away from my son and got up off of the floor. I immediately felt remnants of his cum still oozing from my vagina. I looked back at Bobby, blissfully sleeping, quietly purring. I gazed at his penis, hanging across his thigh, head touching the carpet. It still looked delicious. I was tempted to initiate another tryst like the night before, but thought that my vagina was way too sore for that. At least, right now, I giggled to myself.

I went and showered to clean up before going down to make breakfast. I put on my robe and went downstairs. Bobby was nowhere to be seen. He's probably in his room, I thought.

I fixed a nice pancake breakfast for us and called for Bobby to come and get it. He responded his usual, "I'll be down in a minute!"

He showed up a couple of minutes later wearing his usual T-shirt and gray shorts. Yep, he's definitely a hang to the right kind of guy, I noticed. We sat down and began to eat. I didn't know whether he'd really thought about last night yet. I know I hadn't yet and I wasn't sure now was a good time to start. So, I started with a little small talk.

"You know sweetie, in order to get you some underwear that actually fits you, we're going to have to get an accurate measurement of the size of your penis."