Working Out with Mom

Beth was about to finish her protein shake when she heard her son's key hit the lock. She was wearing a sports bra and shorts to prepare for her afternoon workout.

"Hey Mom," her son Jay said as he walked in.

"Hey sweetheart," she said, "What are you doing here?"

"Uh, I live here," he said.

Beth smirked, "I know that smartass. I mean, why are you home? I thought you were going to hang out with the guys."

"That was the plan," he said, sighing, "But Dave's out of town with his parents, Tommy's grandparents are visiting, Tony's spending time with that new girl he's been dating, and Vicky's out of town till next week. So I have nothing to do today. So I figured I'd come home and surf the web or play video games."

Vicky was Jay's girlfriend, who he had been dating for just over a year.

"Well, I was about to get in a workout," Beth said before polishing off the last little bit of her shake, "You're welcome to join me."

"Sure. Let me go change." Jay said, heading to his room.

Beth was a former fitness model and had been featured in several fitness magazines in her younger years. She had even competed in a few fitness competitions. The apartment was decorated with several of the magazine covers Beth had been on and a few promo posters. She had to take time off when she got pregnant, but after Jay was born, she worked hard to get back in shape and worked for a couple more years before retiring to spend more time with her son. She went into business with her friend Natalie, and they opened a gym where Beth worked as a personal trainer.

As she headed into the kitchen to put her glass in the dishwasher, she suddenly thought about her ex-husband, Christian. She didn't like thinking about him, considering she hadn't seen him in five years. He was the literal definition of "went out for a pack of cigarettes." Beth, Christian, and Jay started the day five years ago like any other. They had gotten up, gone through their usual morning routine, and Christian kissed her, leaving for work. When he didn't come home at his usual time, she called his office to see if he was working late, as he sometimes did at his accounting job, but to her surprise, they told her he never showed up for work that morning. She called his cell phone, but the call went straight to voicemail.

Feeling a twinge of panic, she called his parents, but they hadn't heard from him either. When they tried to call him, their calls also went straight to voicemail. The worry creeping in a little more, Beth called the local hospitals to see if maybe Christian had been in an accident or something, she called three different hospitals but came up empty. She called his parents back to see if they could offer any more help. They had called a few of his friends to see if they had heard from him, but no dice. With no other ideas, she called the police to report him missing. Unfortunately, nothing ever came of it. It was as if he never existed. He didn't leave any kind of paper trail for them to follow; his car never turned up, and neither did he. The next time she tried calling him, she was met with a message that his number was no longer in service. She never saw or heard from him again.

She racked her brain to see if she had missed any signs that he was unhappy with her or if he was having an affair and had decided to run off with his mistress, but she couldn't think of anything she'd done or said to push him away. If he was having an affair, he had hidden it very well. He wasn't acting suspicious or out of the ordinary. He hadn't even touched their joint bank account. When she checked it, all the money was still there. After a month of no contact or leads as to what happened, Beth contacted a lawyer and went through all the legal channels to get everything that was owned jointly by her and Christian signed over to her. She also went through the proper legal channels to file for a one-party divorce since, at that point, she was pretty sure she would never see her husband again. Even if he did suddenly show back up, she had no intention of remaining married to him.

Jay was 17 when his father disappeared, so Beth didn't have to sugarcoat things. She sat him down and explained the situation to him plainly. Much like his mother, he went through a rollercoaster of emotions--confusion, worry, anger, sadness. Also, like Beth, he wondered if he had done something wrong to anger his father, causing him to just up and leave, but, like his mother, he couldn't think of anything he'd done to drive his father away. To avoid thinking about him, Beth collected all the pictures of Christian she could find. She didn't have the heart just to throw them out, so she put them and their wedding album in a box and stuffed them in the back of the closet. She had taken all his clothes and anything else he left behind, and whatever couldn't be donated was thrown out; she wanted as few reminders of him as possible.

After a few months, Beth and Jay had settled into their new life without Christian. For the most part, she concentrated on her work and barely thought about her husband after a year or so. The only two times she actively thought about him were on his birthday and their wedding anniversary. On those days (and the infrequent occasions when he'd pop into her head out of the blue, like now), she'd wonder where he was, if he was still alive. Sometimes, she'd hate him for leaving her, other times, she'd break down and cry and again wonder if she had done something to push him away. She sighed and shook her head, pushing the thoughts of him aside, and waited for Jay.

Jay had gone into his room, kicked off his sneakers, changed from his jeans to a pair of shorts, and switched out his t-shirt for a tank top. He had taken an interest in physical fitness after seeing how much pride Beth put into her appearance. When he expressed interest in working out with her at the age of seven, she helped him with simple exercises, slowly working him up to more advanced exercises as he got older. He had his own routine in his teens, but sometimes, he worked out with Beth. She had an exercise bike, some free weights, and a stand-alone chin-up bar and encouraged Jay to use them whenever he wanted. He also had a free membership at the gym and used it whenever he felt like getting in a high-impact workout. By the time he was sixteen, Jay was in better shape than most kids his age. He had kept up his routine because he liked how he felt, and the attention from the girls didn't hurt either. He also enjoyed working out with his mother because it allowed him to check her out. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help it. Beth was not as muscular as she was in her modeling days, but she was still in incredible shape for a woman in her mid-40s. More than once, he'd found himself staring at his mother's impressive rack, wondering what she looked like naked.

He collected himself and returned to the living room, where Beth was rolling out their exercise mats.

"Okay, Mom, I'm ready when you are," he said.

Beth looked up and her breath caught in her throat. She took in the sight of Jay with his blonde hair and blue eyes, broad, muscular shoulders, toned arms, and legs, and had to remind herself that this was her son. Much like Jay had found himself thinking impure thoughts about his mother, Beth had the same thoughts about him. But she didn't just wonder what her son looked like naked, her thoughts were more carnal. She wondered what he was like in bed. She wondered what his hands would feel like on her body. She wondered how his mouth would feel on her pussy. She wondered how big his dick was and how it would feel inside her. She always had to push those thoughts out of her mind, sometimes saying out loud to herself, "Goddamn it, Beth, he's your son!"

"Mom?" Jay asked, and he snapped his fingers. "Hello, Earth to mom."

"Sorry honey," she said, "It's just we don't get a chance to do this together as much as we used to. I'm usually at work, or you're out with the guys or Vicky. It may sound silly, but I kinda miss my little Jay Jay."

"Mooooom," he said, rolling his eyes at his childhood nickname.

"But at the same time, I'm proud of the man you've become," she said. "And as much as I hate thinking about him, you remind me a little of your dad when he was around your age."

For the next 30 minutes, the two of them went through a basic workout. Several times, Jay found himself staring at his mother's cleavage as the sweat rolled down from her face to the valley between her large breasts. He also took the chance to admire her ass when she wasn't facing him. His girlfriend Vicky, who was over 20 years younger than Beth, had a great ass but nowhere near as firm or toned as Beth's. The ogling went both ways, though. When Beth could get away with it, she admired her son's physique. She tried sneaking peeks up the leg of his shorts, and at one point, when Jay stopped to wipe the sweat off his body, Beth almost literally started drooling when he pulled up his shirt and she saw his six-pack abs. However, both mother and son looked away before the other could catch them staring.

Once they were done, Jay wiped the sweat off his face.

"Whew! That felt good," he said. "Thanks, Mom. I needed that. I'm going to grab a shower."

He kissed her on the cheek and headed to his bedroom to grab clean clothes before disappearing into the bathroom.

"That sounds like a good idea," she said as she heard the shower start up.

She decided she had denied herself long enough. It had been almost six years since she'd had a man. She hadn't dated in the five years since Christian left her, and she'd spent the last couple of years lusting after her son. Using her sex toys was fun and satisfying, but she always imagined it was Jay fucking her instead of her dildo. She wanted the real thing, and she wanted it now. She stripped off her sports bra, letting her 37C tits free, and shimmied out of her shorts and underwear before making her way to the bathroom. Jay hadn't closed the door all the way, so Beth quietly pushed the door open and slipped into the bathroom. She looked at Jay through the glass door of the shower, his back was to her, and she took a moment to admire his muscular back and firm ass. She felt her pussy tingle with excitement as she stepped forward and opened the shower door just as Jay turned around.

"Mom! What are you--"

Beth closed the shower door behind her, pushed him against the wall, and put her finger to her son's lips.

"I think you know," she said with a sultry smile.

She reached down with her other hand and grabbed her son's semi-hard cock.

"I've wanted this for a long time," she said, slowly stroking his cock, "And I know you have too."

Jay's cock rapidly got hard in his mother's hand as his eyes traveled down her body, lingering on her tits, sitting proudly on her chest, her pink nipples standing at attention due to her excitement and the warm water running over them. His eyes trailed down across her firm stomach to the neatly trimmed blonde patch of hair between her toned legs.

"Go ahead, honey, touch me." Beth said.

Jay's hands immediately moved to his mother's tits, he gently squeezed and kneaded them, and they felt as soft as he imagined. He ran his hands over her smooth fleshy globes, and Beth felt a shiver run through her. She sighed in pleasure when his fingers flicked over her hard nipples. He slowly ran his hands down her body, over her taut stomach, and reached between his mother's legs and ran his fingers along her pussy lips. Jay's cock throbbed in Beth's hand as his fingers played with her pussy. The same pussy he had exited 22 years ago. Beth leaned in, crushing her tits against her son's chest, and locked lips with him. He gave in and pulled his mother close.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," she said when they broke the kiss. Jay nodded mutely.

Reluctantly, they let go of each other as Beth turned off the water and exited the shower. They both grabbed towels and dried themselves off before heading to her room. Beth turned to face him when they reached her room, and they embraced as they kissed again. She gently pushed him backward onto the bed, and for a moment, they stared at each other, openly admiring each other's bodies.

"God, you're so fucking perfect," Beth said.

"And you're fucking gorgeous mom," Jay said. "I've dreamed about seeing your body for so long."

"And how does the real thing compare to your imagination?" she asked, turning around so her son could admire her from all angles.

"No comparison," he said, "The real thing is better than anything I've imagined."

"Your cock is even bigger than I imagined," she said, crawling onto the bed, "I can't wait to feel it inside me. But first..."

She grabbed his cock and, fixing her son with her sexiest look, licked his cock from the base to the head, swirling her tongue over the sensitive head of his cock, before engulfing his entire length in her warm mouth. Jay's head flopped back on the bed as a moan escaped his lips. Jay only had two girlfriends, and while he had slept with both of them, Vicky was the only one willing to give him head. It felt good, and they both enjoyed it, but her blowjobs were nothing compared to what his mother was doing to him now. Beth didn't just suck his cock, she made love to it. She used her hands, lips, and tongue to tease every inch of her son's tool. He watched as Beth put her all into orally pleasing him, and he hoped if this was a dream or a fantasy that it would never end.

Beth couldn't believe how big her son's cock was. Much like he had said about the reality of her body beating his imagination, it was the same for her. Counting her husband, Beth had only been intimate with three men, but she was almost sure Jay was bigger than all of them. Maybe it was because she had spent the last two years wondering what he was packing, or perhaps it was because all the cocks she had seen in the last five years had been on her phone screen while masturbating to internet porn. He was definitely bigger than her toys. As good as his cock felt sliding between her lips, she wanted to feel it deep inside her aching pussy. She gave his cock one last lick and crawled up his body, kissing every inch of his chiseled physique on the way up until she reached his face.

"I've been waiting two years for this," she said, "Fuck me, honey. Fuck your mother."

They kissed and rolled over so Jay was on top. He looked down at her as they broke the kiss. "You are so fucking beautiful mom," he said, "And I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby."

Jay reached down, grabbed his cock, and guided it into his mother's pussy, which was wet with anticipation. They both moaned in pleasure as the head of his cock pierced her lips and kissed again as he slid the entire length of his cock inside her.

"God, you feel good," Beth moaned as her son bottomed out inside her, "It's been way too long since I've had a man between my legs."

Jay didn't say anything, he still couldn't believe this was happening. This was his mother, the woman who had brought him into the world, who had comforted him when he was sad, scared, or hurt when he was little. Who made him peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, baked him chocolate chip cookies, helped him build pillow forts, helped him with his homework, and helped him get in shape. And now he was fucking her. The feel of her warm pussy wrapped around his hard cock convinced him that this was no mere fantasy, this was real, and he was going to make the most of it. His hips started to move almost of their own accord, and Beth moaned as Jay began to fuck her.

"That's it, baby," she moaned, "Fuck me, give me that cock! God, you feel so fucking good. Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"

Jay didn't need any further encouragement, he started to fuck his mother with wild abandon, giving into the feelings of love and lust he felt for her. He had imagined her naked probably hundreds of times but had only entertained the thought of taking her to bed a handful of times. Now that it was a reality, he wouldn't overthink it. He was going to live in the moment and enjoy every second of it. He had slept with both of his girlfriends and while sex with his first girlfriend, Stephanie, had been good, it was the first time for both of them. It took a little while for them to learn what worked and what felt good. When they broke up (due to Stephanie's family moving away), he had a few one-night stands with girls he knew and learned more about how to please a woman. By the time he met Vicky, he had (in his mind) improved in the sack and felt that he could better satisfy a woman. After he took Vicky to bed for the first time, she agreed.

Beth looked up as her son pumped his hard cock in and out of her long-neglected pussy. She still couldn't believe this perfect man fucking her brains out was her son. Her own perfect, handsome, incredible baby boy. She was always proud of Jay, he was a good student in school, was always polite when they were out in public, was helpful around the house, hardly ever got in trouble, and, for the most part, was the perfect son. Now he was fucking her, and goddamn he was good. She was never more proud of him than she was right now, as she felt her son's impressive tool side in and out of her dripping pussy. As he eagerly pleasured her, she wished she had made her move earlier.

"I can't tell you how much I needed this," she gasped as Jay continued to slam his cock into her, "How much I needed you. I've spent my life taking care of you, and now it's time for you to take care of me. Fuck me, baby, fuck your mother hard. Give it to me, baby! Give your mother your cock!"

"You want me to fuck you harder, mom?" he asked, he had, for the most part, been fucking her with a pretty even pace, the way he usually fucked Vicky.

"Yes," she said through grit teeth, whipping her head to the side to get her blonde hair out of her face, "Fuck me harder baby, slam your fucking cock into me. Don't be afraid to give me all you've got. I know you've got the stamina for it."

Jay braced himself and started hammering his mother's pussy harder, as hard as he dared, the sound of their hips colliding echoing throughout the apartment.

"Yeah, that's it," she moaned, "That's what I need. My baby's cock deep inside me. Yeah, baby. Fuck mommy, fuck me good and hard. Just like that. That's my boy."

They could both feel a new layer of sweat covering their bodies, and Beth could also feel an orgasm building as Jay continued to fuck her. Beth locked her legs around Jay's pumping hips. She still had strong legs, and Jay knew he wouldn't have been able to break free of his mother's legs even if he wanted to.

"Oh god, yes, that's it, baby!" She panted, "I'm gonna fucking cum, keep fucking me like that, I'm so fucking close... I can't believe my beautiful baby boy is gonna make me cum!"

Jay felt her legs and pussy tighten around him as Beth cried out in ecstasy as her orgasm hit like a physical blow. She'd had many intense orgasms in her life, but this one had to be one of -- if not the -- most intense she'd ever had. It seemed to radiate out from her soaked cunt, all the way down to her toes, out to her fingertips, and up to the top of her head. It felt like she was having a full-body orgasm. She opened her eyes and looked up at Jay, who, to his credit, was still pumping his cock into her spasming quim. She reached up and gently stroked his cheek.

"Such a good boy," she purred, "Making his mother cum. Now it's your turn. Cum for me. Cum in me. I want to feel it. I want you to fill me up with all that sweet cum. Cum in my fucking cunt. I've wanted to feel it for so long. Cum in your mother's pussy."

The words coming from her mouth, the reality of the situation, and the look on her face were all he needed, and a moment later, he slammed his cock deep inside her.

"Oh fuck, mom," he grunted, "I'm cumming."

He let loose with a roar of pleasure as he unloaded the contents of his balls into Beth's cunt.

"Yes, that's my boy," Beth moaned as she felt Jay's cock spasm inside her and could feel his cum flooding her cervix. "Cum in mommy's pussy."

Jay and Beth locked eyes as his cock continued to shoot jet after jet of sperm into her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss as his cock twitched one final time. Beth let him loose of her leg lock, and he slowly pulled out before flipping over onto his back and staring at the ceiling, his cock slowly going limp as the adrenaline and dopamine high wore off.

"Holy shit," he finally said, "That was intense. I can't believe I just fucked my mother."

"Believe it, buster," she said. "Because you did, and it was fucking amazing."

They lay there for another moment in silence as they caught their breath.

"Mom?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"You said you've been waiting two years for this. That you needed this." Jay said, "So why didn't you say something before?"

"I wanted to, honey," she said, "Believe me, I wanted to. I knew how wrong it was to think about you like that. But I couldn't help myself. I'd look at you and couldn't believe that I'd been blessed with such a good looking son. I can't count the number of times I'd be in here fucking myself with my dildo and wishing it was your cock in me. How many times I'd moan your name when I came. How many times I'd look at you and wonder what you looked like naked. How big your cock was, and more importantly, how it would feel inside me."

"I've thought about you too," he admitted, "I've always known I've had a beautiful mother, but I never really realized how lucky I was to have such a hot mom until I reached my teens. Especially with all the jokes from my friends."

Beth giggled a bit, making her tits jiggle, "Let me guess," she said, and did her best imitation of a deep voice, "Hey Jay, your mom's fuckin' hot, if my mom looked like her, I'd never leave the house."

It was Jay's turn to laugh, "Something like that. Then I'd remind them that you could bench 300 pounds. You know how most guys brag about how 'My dad can beat up your dad'? I would always say, 'Oh yeah, well, my MOM can beat up your dad!' That usually shut them up."

They both laughed at that.

"Not that I'm complaining," he said, finally turning to face her, "But what changed today?"

"I don't know," she said, rolling on her side to face him, "I just got tired of denying myself. It's been almost six years, six very long years since I've had sex. In the last few months before your father left, I could count the times we had sex on one hand. Don't get me wrong, your father always satisfied me. I always orgasmed when we fucked, but unlike the beginning of our relationship when we had sex almost every day, in the months before he left, it was once, maybe twice a month, if I was lucky. I masturbated more than I had sex with him. For the last five years, my sex life has consisted of internet porn, my dildo, my vibrator, and in the last two years, dirty thoughts about you."

"I've jerked off thinking about you too," he said, "Maybe not as much as you've thought about me, but I've fantasized about fucking you more than a few times. Mostly I just wanted to see you naked, especially those magnificent tits of yours."

"Well, now you can see them anytime you want. Hell, I'll start walking around topless all the time if you want because this is not a one time thing. I've waited two goddamn years for this, and we need to make up for lost time. So I hope you're ready." Beth said, running a finger along Jay's chiseled chest.

"This is gonna sound silly," he said, reaching over to gently fondle one of her tits, "But I feel like I'm cheating on Vicky."

"I'm your mother, so it doesn't count," Beth said.

"I don't think it works like that, mom."

"Don't argue with me, Jay," she said, poking him, "I'm your mother, and if I say it's perfectly okay for you to fuck me, then it's perfectly okay for you to fuck me. Speaking of which, are you ready for more? Because I am."

"I don't know if I can get it up again," Jay said, looking down at his deflated cock, "I've tried to go twice in a row before, but it only worked two times."

"Don't worry, I'll get you hard again, no problem." Beth said, "Maybe those girls couldn't get you hard again, but you're with a woman now. Not just any woman, but me. I'm your mother. I know you better than anybody. I've never had a problem getting a man hard for a second go-round, so you just leave that to me. Like I said, this is not the only time we're gonna fuck. Comprende?"

"If you say so," Jay said.

"I say so," Beth said and leaned in to kiss him, "Now, before I get your cock hard again, I have a very important question to ask you. Do you know how to eat pussy?"

"Of course," he said, liking where this was going, "I eat Vicky's pussy all the time, and she loves it."

Beth moved up until she was hovering over Jay's face, "Good, show me how good you are. Be a good boy and eat your mother's cunt."

She settled down on Jay's face and grabbed the headboard to look down as Jay eagerly started to lick her pussy. Beth moaned as she felt her son's tongue touch her still sensitive clit. She sucked in a breath as he began to lick along her swollen pussy lips. She bit her lip and groaned as he teased her clit with his talented tongue and opened her mouth in silent surprise as she felt his tongue enter her and looked down with amazement as he tongue fucked her. No man had ever done that to her before. She'd seen it done in the hundreds of porn videos she watched and wondered how it would feel. Now she knew it felt amazing.

"Where did you learn to do that?" she gasped as he went back to sliding his tongue along her labia.

Jay didn't answer, he was too busy enjoying the taste of his mother's cunt. He was using every trick he used on Vicky and trying a few new things. He looked up at her, past her sweat covered tits to her face, which was contorted in ecstasy. Her eyes were locked on his, and she was biting her bottom lip before she suddenly threw her head back and screamed in pleasure as she came. Jay felt her pussy pulse in his mouth and was rewarded a moment later with a gush of pussy juice as Beth moaned and whimpered in orgasmic pleasure.

"Holy fuck," she finally managed to say once her orgasm had run its course. "You certainly do know how to eat pussy baby. I can see why Vicky loves it. No one's ever tongue fucked me before. That was fucking amazing."

She shifted back so she was straddling his hips, and leaned down to kiss him.

"Glad you liked it," he said as they broke the kiss.

"I fucking loved it baby," she said, "Let me repay you. First things first, we need to get you hard again."

She rolled over to her nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube that she sometimes used to get her toys ready for her masturbation sessions. She squeezed a little bit into her hands and grabbed Jay's now semi hard cock, and started gently massaging it. She also grabbed her vibrator, turned it on to the lowest setting, and gently rubbed his balls with it. Jay moaned quietly as the dual sensations of his mother's hand and the vibration of the sex toy worked together to get the blood flowing to his cock. As his cock continued to grow in her hand, Beth tightened her grip a bit and ran her thumb over the head of his cock, causing Jay to moan louder.

"Oh fuck, mom."

"You like that baby?" she asked, smiling as she turned the vibrator up to medium and continued to tease his scrotum with it.

"Oh my god, mom," he moaned, opening his eyes to look at her, "I've never felt anything like that before."

"I'm not done yet," she said, turning the vibrator off and letting go of his now erect cock. "You think that feels good, wait until you see what else I have in store for you."

Beth straddled her son's hips, but instead of sliding his cock inside her, she pressed it down against his abdomen and started sliding back and forth, rubbing her pussy along the length of his cock, and Jay felt the warmth of his mother's pussy lips rub along his revitalized cock. He looked from their hips, up her body to her tits, to her face. He couldn't believe he was fully erect again.

"I told you I could get you hard again," she said, smiling down at him. "Never doubt your mother. Now it's time for me to fuck you."

She reached down to grab his cock and slid it inside her as she readjusted herself so she could ride him. She braced herself and started bouncing up and down on her son's cock, her tits bouncing on her chest as she put her all into fucking her son.

"I can't believe I denied myself this for two fucking years." she moaned as Jay reached up to knead her tits as he watched her face, "What was I thinking? I wish I could go back in time! I would tell myself not to wait! I could have had this two years ago."

"Well, you got me now," Jay said.

"Goddamn right I do," she said, "And I'm not letting you go. Like I said, we need to make up for lost time, so we are going to fuck every chance we get. This is part of your responsibilities now. Clean your room, help with the dishes, take out the garbage, and fuck your mother."

"I can live with that," Jay said as Beth kissed him.

After they broke the kiss, she said, "That's because you're a good boy. You've always been a bit of a momma's boy."

That was true. For as long as he could remember, he had always been close to his mother. Christian was a good father, he spent plenty of time with his son, but Jay always felt a special connection with his mother that went far beyond the usual love a child has for their parent. Beth felt the same way. Looking back, she seemed to spend more time with Jay than Christian did. Again, not that Christian was a bad father, but Beth felt a stronger connection to Jay than Christian did. He was her pride and joy, and she ensured he was happy and healthy.

"God mom, you have the most magnificent tits I've ever seen in my life." he said, watching her motherly mammaries jiggle on her chest as she continued to ride his cock.

"You like my tits, honey?" she asked, "Go ahead and suck on them if you want."

She moved a bit so her tits were hanging right over Jay's face, never stopping her hips as she continued to fuck him. Jay eagerly grabbed one of her huge tits and started licking and sucking on her erect nipple, earning a moan of pleasure from his mother.

"God, my tits are so fucking sensitive right now," she said.

To Beth, it felt like she was 19 all over again, and she was having sex for the first time with her first real boyfriend. That night, so many new feelings were awakened in her, every inch of her body tingled with excitement and new sensations. Her whole body felt like an erogenous zone. She felt the same way now. After six years of having nothing but masturbation and her overactive imagination to satisfy her, having an actual person fucking her made her feel like that giddy 19-year-old girl again. The fact that it was her 22 year old son making her feel like that made it all the better.

As much as Beth enjoyed riding her son's tool, she had an idea. Something she had always wanted to try, but never had the courage to ask her boyfriends or Christian. She slowed down and looked down at Jay, who was still giving oral attention to her tits. If he liked her tits so much, he'd probably love what she had in mind.

"Sweetie, would you do something for me?" she asked.

"Of course, mom," he said, taking her tit out of his mouth as she moved back and stopped riding him, settling down so his cock was buried deep inside her.

"I want you to fuck my tits and cum in my mouth. Would you be willing to do that for me?"

"Anything for you mom," Jay said, also having never experienced the Hawaiian muscle fuck.

Beth's face lit up, and she carefully pulled herself off of her son's stiff prick and lay down next to him. He sat up and straddled her chest.

"I have to admit mom, I've never done this before." Jay said.

"That's okay baby," she said, grabbing some more lube and applying it to the valley between her 37C cup tits, "Neither have I. It'll be a first for both of us."

Jay took his cock, still slick with his mother's love juices, and eased it between her tits as she pushed them together around his tube steak. He braced himself on the headboard and started sliding back and forth, the feel of his mother's soft, smooth, firm tit flesh engulfing his cock, feeling just as good as the warm embrace of her pussy. Beth tried to control her breathing as she felt the girth of her son's dick sliding between her sensitive tits. She especially liked the sight of the head of his cock peeking out from her cleavage as he moved back and forth.

Despite neither one of them having experienced this before, they quickly got into a rhythm, with Jay moving just his hips and Beth holding her massive boobs around his schlong as he moved back and forth.

"How does that feel, baby?" she asked, "Do you like fucking mommy's tits?"

"It feels fucking amazing mom," he said, "Your tits are so fucking smooth and warm. I love the way it feels, it's just as good as your pussy."

"It feels good from down here too," she said, again trying to control her breathing, "Your cock feels so good sliding between my tits. Just remember, I want you to cum in my mouth, so let me know when you're ready to cum."

Jay was surprised at how long he was lasting. The couple of times he went for round two (once with one of the girls he slept with after Stephanie, and once with Vicky), he had managed to go a little longer than his first go-round, but not by much. However, he was pretty sure he and his mother had gone much longer than they had the first time. Not that he was complaining, he loved the feel of his cock sliding between Beth's silky smooth boobs.

"Are you close honey?" Beth asked after several enjoyable minutes, "I wanna taste my baby boy's cum."

"I'm getting there," he said, "It just feels so fucking good, I don't want to stop."

"I know, baby," she said, "I don't want to either, but I desperately want to taste you. You'll have plenty of chances to do this again, whenever you want. I promise. Now cum for me."

The very thought of doing this (and other things) with her again and again was enough for Jay. He felt the familiar sensation in his balls that meant he was about to empty them. He pulled his cock out from between Beth's orbs and aimed at her mouth as he masturbated himself to orgasm.

"Oh fuck mom," he grunted, "Get ready, I'm gonna fuckin' cum!"

He threw back his head and grunted as the first jet of cum shot from his cock. Beth opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, and craned her neck forward to get as much of her son's baby batter as she could in her mouth. She only got a little bit of the first blast, but the second jet went directly into her hungry mouth. She quickly swallowed before grabbing Jay's cock and putting it in her mouth and sucked him dry, making sure not to waste a drop of her son's cum. When he was finally spent, Beth gave his cock one final lick and swallowed the mouthful of her son's jizz as he moved off to the side and collapsed next to her.

"That was good," she said, snuggling beside him, "Thank you, baby."

"Thank you, mom," he said, wrapping an arm around her. "This has been the best day of my life."

"Glad you liked it," Beth said, "Because I meant what I said before. This is just the first of many times we're going to fuck."

"You don't hear me complaining," Jay said.

"Good. Now we're gonna need another shower. Care to join me?"

"Don't have to ask me twice." he said as they got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

After their shower, they got dressed and sat on the couch.

"Okay, since this is going to be the new normal, there need to be a few ground rules," Beth said, "First, and I know this probably goes without saying, but I'm going to say it anyway. You cannot, under any circumstances, ever tell anyone about this. What happens between us stays between us."

"Of course I won't say anything," Jay said, "Who'd believe me anyway?"

"Second, I know what you said about feeling like you're cheating on Vicky by fucking me, but like I said, I'm your mother, so it doesn't count," Beth said, "I don't want you breaking up with her because of this, I do want to be a grandmother one day. If you two ever break up for some reason, I don't want it to be because of me, okay?"

"It's funny you say that because just the other day, we were actually thinking about what we would name our kids if we ever had any," Jay said. We started talking seriously about our relationship, and she dropped some not-so-subtle hints that she wants to marry me."

"Good," Beth said, "I really like her. I think you two would have some good looking kids for me to spoil. Finally, and most important of all, you can fuck me whenever you want, and I can fuck you whenever I want. Deal? Also, you're sleeping in my bed from now on."

"Twist my arm, why don't you?" he laughed.

"Don't tempt me," she said, also laughing.

"Hey, mom, do you still think about dad?" Jay asked after a moment of silence.

Beth tensed up, "Why do you ask?"

"Because earlier today I saw someone that kind of looked like him," Jay said. "Once I got a better look at him, I could tell it wasn't dad. Plus, he was too young, dad would be about 50 now, right?"

"Yeah, he would," Beth said, sighing. "I try not to think about him though. Only on his birthday and what would be our wedding anniversary. I hated that man for so long after he disappeared. You know the whirlwind of emotions I went through. The one that kept coming back was hate." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, she glanced out the window. "On the rare occasions I do think of him, I go between hating his guts and hoping he's dead. In those first couple of months after he disappeared, I panicked every time the phone rang, I was always worried it would be someone telling me that your father was found dead somewhere. In some ways I think that would have been better, it would have given me some kind of closure. It's worse not knowing what happened to him or where he is. But I've decided not to let him live rent free in my head, so I don't think about him. Do you think about him a lot?"

"Sometimes, when I look around my room, I'll see something he bought me," Jay said. "But, like you, I try not to. I was so hurt when he left. He and I may not have been as close as you and I are, but I did love him."

"I did too, but now..." she trailed off, balled up her fists, took a deep breath, and released it, "Let me put it this way, if he were to walk in here right now, I'd grab the heaviest thing I could and chuck it at his head. I'd unleash five years of anger on him using every colorful word I could think of. Then I'd make him watch you fuck me."

"That kind of contradicts rule one," Jay said.

"He's the exception to the rule," Beth said, "I'd want to see the look on his face as you shoved your huge cock in me and fucked me the way I deserve to be fucked. I'd want to see the look on his face as you made me cum."

She leaned over and kissed him.

"New rule," Beth said when they broke the kiss. "No more talking about that man. Understand?"

"Understood."

"Now, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry..."

"Good god mother. Again?"

"For food, not sex," Beth said, laughing, "Just because I said we'll be fucking a lot, it doesn't mean we'll be fucking every waking moment. Besides, you're the one who fingered me to an orgasm in the shower. My pussy needs a rest."

"Well, now that you mention it," Jay said, "It has been a few hours since I've eaten."

Beth stood up, "So come to the kitchen and help me decide what we should have for dinner. Then we'll have sex again."

Jay laughed and followed his mother to the kitchen.

From then on, Jay followed his mother's new rules, he never told anyone about their new relationship, and he stayed with Vicky because, despite all the hot and heavy sex he was having with his mother, he did legitimately love Vicky and did eventually want to marry her. Whenever either one of them was in the mood to fuck (which was at least twice a day), they'd let the other know, which would be followed by some great, athletic, sweaty sex. Their thoughts about Christian became less and less frequent, especially when Jay was balls deep in his mother.