Lot's Incestuous Children pt9

Lot's Incestuous Children Part Nine

When Connor ended the phone call with his Mom, he felt somewhat conflicted. On one hand, telling her about his father's angry reaction, that was one thing. But the racy dialogue with his own mother was much more titillating.

From the moment their conversation started, Connor had butterflies in his stomach.

And it wasn't the first time he'd experienced them. It had been going on for a while, whenever he was around her, even something like the sexy lilt in her voice, aroused him. Or how hot she looked wearing a tight blouse or skirt. Not to mention the way she walked. There were also those times when they'd lounge around the house at night, and he was unable to not gawk when she wore her sheer nightgown, how arousing it was looking at the enticing cleavage of his Mother's breasts.

If nothing else, Connor knew Jesse Peterson wasn't the only one with an intense desire to do things with his mother, not written about in the Ladies' Home Journal. And the way Connor felt about his Mom, and what he had revealed to Jesse, didn't come close to describing the unadulterated urges that had been building inside him over the years.

As he headed for his room, he felt that same discordance again. Up to that time in his life, the relationship he had with his dad felt pretty solid. They'd go and do things together, enjoying their similar interests.

But there was something he'd been noticing, but never brought up with anyone. It involved his father never, ever talking about Connor's mother, his own wife, in any type of respectful or affectionate way. If and when Noel mentioned Jane in their conversations, it always came across as derogatory, and in a condescending tone.

While he was growing into adulthood, Connor couldn't help noticing just how astoundingly gorgeous his mother was. Yes, of course, she didn't look the same as the photographs taken from her teenage years, or how she looked when he was born. And yes, there were some minor telltale signs of aging on his mother's face, and probably her body as well. But all things considered, with the way Jane took care of herself, there wasn't any doubt, his Mom was a class-A, top-notch, first-rate, absolute MILF.

As far as Connor was concerned, Jane was even more a Mother he'd like to fuck than Jesse's Mom, Iris. And that only satisfied his curiosity the day Jesse had talked him into coming along to meet his Nana.

The reason being to lend a hand with a project she'd called him about the night before. And according to her, it needed a young man's strength to make the task much easier.

After they'd arrived at her house. Jesse had Connor follow him inside. He was going to introduce him to his grandparents. But once they stood in the living room, Bob, Jesse's grandpa wasn't anywhere to be found. There was only a woman draped in a form-fitting blouse and a tight, shorter than normal skirt.

"Hey Jesse, I thought you knew your granddad wouldn't be here. He's about three hours away, gone off to help one of his friends, building a deck for this guy's house. So when he left earlier today, he said he'd probably be spending the night."

As Connor just stood there, unable to not ogle Teri, not sure what else to do, Jesse spoke up...

"Oh, sorry. Hey Nana, uh, grandma, this is my friend Connor Fleming. He's going to give me a hand with whatever you're needing help with today."

As Connor hadn't yet been able to take his eyes off Jesse's not-so-hard-on-the-eyes grandmother, she came closer, cordially holding out her hand to shake his...

"It's nice to meet you, Connor. I'm sure by now you're familiar with my nickname. But, you can just go ahead and call me Teri. If you'd like to, that is."

Connor was engrossed with Teri's seductive... essence. Not familiar with the term, but the older woman had those 'bedroom eyes' that only made his appreciation for her sex-appeal all the more intense.

And this meeting with her hadn't been the first time he'd seen her. During their track meets, Connor had a few occasions of observing her from far off. But not near this close.

Keenly gazing at her, Connor wondered if she could tell, how fascinating he thought she was. With as good as she looked, he had trouble believing she was really sixty. Maybe, he thought she was closer to fifty years old. Oh my God, enraptured with her tits, semi-hidden under her blouse, and her fine looking ass. What is it, he wondered, 'does she like work out at the gym every fucking day or what?'

While Connor continued to drink in the enchantress' beauty, he couldn't get Jesse's story out of his mind. The one about the same woman he was ogling, jerking his friend off to a pleasurable orgasm only a couple of weeks prior.

"But hey, I'm not going to mind if any of Jesse's handsome buddies call me 'Nana.' So if you want, you can call me that too."

'Oh my God, I hope she doesn't mind me staring' Connor pondered. But the way Nana unashamedly exposed the upper slopes of her breasts, he loved getting those considerable peeks at her tits. And as far as he could tell, she seemed perfectly fine with his eyes scanning over her. Because of what Jesse had already revealed about her, Connor couldn't help wondering just what her boobs would look like if they weren't concealed under her tight blouse.

"Jesse, not that I mind, but I didn't know you were going to invite your friend to help out. And I'm sorry if I misspoke last night, but I really don't have anything really difficult for you guys today."

Turning her eyes to Connor, what came out of her mouth next, he thought she was directing it more to him, than Jesse.

"I hope nobody blames me if I enjoy being able to see my young hot grandson. It seems he's been too busy lately to come by. So, sometimes a woman's got to use all the resources available to get the men in her life to pay her any attention. You know what I mean Connor?"

He thought maybe it was the way she said it. But when Teri's hips provocatively gyrated, he completely understood how a beautiful sixty year old temptress could use her body to get whatever she wanted.

And just as she'd hinted, the work needed to be done that day wasn't all that demanding. It involved easy backyard work; raking leaves, and cleaning up some areas that had gotten cluttered due to it not being done over the last few years. Well, there were also some things inside her house needing to be set out for the next trash pickup. And when she had directed them to the basement to clear a few more unneeded artifacts, Teri gave out sexy comments how masculine they looked lugging those items outside. But all in all, it was less than two hours of work with both Connor and Jesse joining forces to complete the task.

After they'd gone to Teri and let her know everything she'd ask for was taken care of, she told them, "Hey guys, that's really cool of you to help me out like that. I'm afraid I don't have any money for you, but..."

"Hey Nana, you don't have to worry about it, Connor and I, we just wanted to help you out."

Giving both boys a sexy smile, how she answered her grandson caught them both by surprise, "That's nonsense Jesse. How's about for all the work you've done, I treat you both to one of Nana's massages?"

Connor couldn't miss how Jesse's eyes lit up at her suggestion, so he figured there had to be something worthwhile to what she offered.

"Of course I can't do you both at the same time. So I'll let you guys decide who's going to go first?"

Both of them took her up on her suggestion. But since it was Jesse's Nana, Connor deferred to his friend to be the first one who'd enjoy one of her expert rub downs.

He'd thought it interesting how it ended up she'd be doing them in her own bedroom. And Connor couldn't help getting a little frisky at the thought of how he'd soon be lying on the bed of the woman who'd allegedly jacked off her own grandson.

Before she began Jesse's massage, Teri suggested to Connor that he sit on the living room couch. Her bedroom wasn't very far from where he'd wait for his turn, which would be next.

After she'd started massaging Jesse, with him sitting not that far away, it wasn't difficult for Connor to hear much of what Teri and her grandson discussed in the room just next to him.

"So, how's your mom, did you tell her you'd be coming over to help me out?"

"Not really, but she's working until late today, so it isn't like she's waiting for me at home anyway...."

After a few more minutes of hearing their small talk, Connor wondered if he was mistaken with what his friend and his grandmother were discussing...

"So, have you told anybody about what happened Jess? About what we did, when you spent the night?"

"Uh... not really."

"Not really, what does that mean? You didn't tell your mother did you? I know she'd flip her lid for sure."

"No, I haven't told her, Nana."

Listening in to their sensually exotic conversation, Connor overheard his friend's moans and groans coming from the other room. From Jesse's rapturous utterances, he knew Teri was doing a pretty good job of administering the massage, "Ohhh, Nana, yeah, that feels really good."

"Well, isn't that what we want, making our boy feel, reeaaallllly good?"

"Mmmm, yeeaahhh."

If Connor didn't know better, just from the satiated groans coming from the other room, it could make a person think Teri was doing more than just giving her grandson a simple massage. Maybe even going back to masturbating him again?

And what Nana asked in her whispering tones, Connor couldn't be sure if something obscene wasn't already taking place between the two of them.

"You do remember how good Nana made you feel, when you spent the night, don't you Jess?"

"Yeah... I do."

"Good enough that it made you want to tell someone, like maybe your buddy in the other room? Okay, that's enough taking care of your back, let's get your pants off, I'm going to work on your ass-cheeks now."

Wondering if he'd heard right, it was only a few moments later until Connor overheard more of Jesse's pleasured moans. And he couldn't help but wonder exactly what was happening on the other side of the wall.

Drawn by curiosity, and bold enough to satisfy it, Connor made his way until he could look directly into Teri's bedroom. He saw not only his friend completely in the buff, lying face downward, but also his grandma in the au naturel, crouched over Jesse, the palms of her hands busily pressing and manipulating his asscheeks.

"Ohhhh, yeahhhh Nana... I really like thaaaat!"

Unnerved, and standing naked with Connor now in the room and seemingly close to a state of shock, Teri sultrily revealed her thoughts to both boys, "I guessed that Jesse spilled the beans about what I did for him, Connor. I mean, that's why you came with him today, right; wanting to get a firsthand look at his naughty Nana?"

With Connor too awestruck to give a coherent answer, Teri continued to shock both boys when she instructed Jesse to roll over on the bed. Doing as instructed, his erect cock stood up like a flagpole.

Loving how she had both boys rapt attention, without missing a beat, a very naked Teri sank to her knees on the other side of the bed alongside Jesse.

Knowing how seductive her actions were, the woman who'd fucked her own brother and her son decided to give Jesse and his friend a sensual performance she was sure they'd never forget.

As she leaned further over the bed, Teri's right hand reached out and took hold of Jesse's erect pole. And while her hand wandered up and down the firm shaft, in that split-second, she loved how both boys in her bedroom couldn't pull their eyes away from her erotic presentation.

Experiencing the same thrills from earlier in her life, such as the time she'd masturbated alongside her cousin during their camping trip, Teri was more than ready to escalate what was already in the works, "I love you Jesse" was all she said before leaning further over taking his erection into her mouth.

"Ohhhhhhh" was the only thing Jesse managed to murmur while both he and Connor took in the sight of Nana uninhibitedly allowing showing off her cocksucking abilities.

Without anything else being said between the three of them, Teri picked up the pace of giving Jesse his blowjob. And as Connor lustfully looked on, he couldn't help but wonder if his compensation for helping that day would be near as good as the one his friend was receiving. But unknown to him, it was only the beginning of rewards that would be handed out by the alluringly naked Nana.

When Teri stood up announcing, "Okay, I think we're going to move on now," Connor came out of his trance when she placed herself on the bed, and laid next to Jesse.

As Teri spread her legs wide next to her grandson, Connor watched her make entreating appeals, giving his friend hints how she wanted to be mounted.

Without it taking too much to get what she desired, it was only seconds later until Jesse understood, and brought himself over her.

"Yes honey, I didn't think it would take too much to move this in the right direction."

Even with Connor seeing how ready both of them were to initiate fucking, the reality was Teri's pussy needed slightly more lubrication as Jesse sought to penetrate her.

"It's okay Jess, just take your time, don't be in too much a hurry, Nana's almost ready. And I am so ready for your cock."

And then, almost as if it was magic, Jesse's lengthened stalk gradually began sliding into his Nana's entrance.

It was only seconds later until Teri moaned her approval, along with uttering profanities stressing her pleasure, "Yesss, OH... that's nice... fuck me Jesse... Fuck Nana!"

With Connor unable to pull his eyes away from the incestuous mating, his friend from school, the one who'd confessed how much he wanted to fuck his own mother, was caught up doing it with his hot and sexy grandmother.

"Ohhh yeah Nana, shit... this feels soooo good!"

"I know it does baby. It's supposed to."

And as if Connor hadn't already seen enough that afternoon, Teri pulled Jesse's face nearer as she began sharing intimate, openmouthed kisses with her own grandson.

After a moment, breaking away from their caressing, with her arms wrapped around his neck, she told Jesse, "Mmmnn, that's so good, just keep giving me your cock. We don't have to worry about me getting pregnant, because I've already gone through the change of life."

"What, what's that Nana?"

"It means you can cum in my pussy, because I've gone through menopause."

"I'm not sure what that is, I don't remember ever hearing that word before today."

"Well, the next time you're talking to your mom, have her explain it to you. But you better not mention why we got to talking about it."

And while taking her grandson's cock between her legs, Teri also bucked her hips off the bed wildly begging, "But for right now baby, just keep fucking me!"

After only a few more moments of Connor taking in the sight of Jesse incestuously pounding his cock into his grandma, his friend let out a pleasured sounding moan unlike any others he'd made that day.

"Ohhhh... Nana... oh god, I'm..."

"Yessss, just let it all go inside me Jesse. Cum in Nana..."

It wasn't like anything he'd ever seen before. As Jesse lay atop his grandma, he watched his friend's body spasm and shake, along with giving out a howl, that if someone didn't know better, making them believe Jesse was in pain. But it wasn't anything like it really was...

"Ohhhhh, Nanaaaa, mmnnnggghh!"

After Jesse's orgasm, he withdrew his shrunken cock from between his Nana's legs. Then, it took only seconds until Teri called over to Connor and asked...

"Hey honey, you've probably never had to worry about sloppy seconds. So, if you want, give me a couple of minutes and let me clean up before I take care of you, okay?"

Trying to come to terms with her promise, Connor's eyes were still riveted to his buddy's luscious grandma. As his mind began thinking about her offer, he knew he didn't want something unexpected to happen where he wouldn't be able to take his turn with her.

Even as he began stripping off his clothes, Connor let her know exactly what he wanted, "Naw, I'm not worried about that Teri, I'm ready right now, as long as you are too."

And there he stood, completely naked with his firm erection in full view, not only in front of Teri Peterson, but his friend Jesse too. And just as she'd done for her grandson, she sunk to her knees and went to fervently sucking Connor's cock.

"Mmmnnn, Teri... that's soooo good."

"Uh huh, because you both did such a good job for me today, I wanted to give you boys the best reward I could."

Not wanting to fuck his buddy's Nana in the missionary position like they'd just done, Connor had different ideas of how he wanted his turn with her to go. So without even waiting for her to initiate anything else, he had her place her hands on the foot of the bed, positioning Teri so her bewitching naked ass faced toward him.

"C'mon, this is how I want my reward... Nana."

Not even considering himself a proficient lover, everything he'd planned on doing with Teri, came from his prior experiences. Meager as they were.

Turned on by Connor holding the head of his cock at her wet entrance, Teri lolled her head side to side, tantalized by how she was about to give her pussy to a second handsome guy that afternoon.

With nothing else said, situated behind Nana, Connor slid his cock into the moistened cunt of his hostess, and went to busily mating with the luscious 'Nana'.

"Ohhhh, ohhhh, Connor... oh wow baby... you know how to fuck!"

As their coupling intensified and picked up speed, it didn't take Teri much longer until she was pushing her ass back into him along with making delirious grunts loving how good his cock felt plunging into her.

"Mmm, mmgghhhfff, uunnnnmmmgghh, fuck me good Connor. Yes baby, fuck my pussy. And whenever you're ready, I need you to cum inside me."

Even as good as it was sexually coupling with Teri, Connor couldn't help thinking about his own mother, and how he wished it was her instead. But he couldn't deny how pleasurable it was to be doing it with the woman he'd met only that afternoon.

*****

Bringing his mind back to his present situation, when he closed the door to his room, and then turned the lock, he looked forward to what he was going to do, while he anxiously waited for his mother to arrive. Getting himself undressed, Connor laid down on the bed and punched in the necessary digits to unlock his phone. Opening the folder, where he stored all his photographs, he picked ones he had captured of his mom at the beach on their last getaway the year before.

He wasn't sure if she'd noticed how many shots he'd slyly taken, while Jane sunbathed scantily clad along the shore of Lake Michigan. He'd put his iPhone on silent mode and had gotten as close as he could. He didn't want her to know the short distance away he was, and the revealing photographs he was making of her.

At that particular time at the beach, it had only been the two of them. The three other people they had traveled with that weekend, were off shopping somewhere, and it was only he and his beautiful mom on that present desolate stretch of shoreline.

The shots Connor gazed at, were when his mom happened to be lying face down on the large beach blanket. She had removed her top wanting to avoid any tan lines on her clear, luscious-looking skin. But he couldn't be sure if she understood what it was like for him, to longingly stare at his mother with her almost naked, lying along the sand.

Even when it was just the two of them there, he had begun to become aroused, and found himself wanting to do things with her, that he'd never be able to tell anyone else about. With the way she openly displayed herself lying facedown, her skimpy top removed and the nearly non-existent bikini bottoms barely covering her tantalizing asscheeks, Jane was essentially naked in front of her own son, there in the hot July afternoon sun.

Lying on his bed, Connor's hand moved up and down his firm erection, his mind, as well as his heart, centered around one goal... getting his mother into bed, her legs opened wide, allowing his cock to enter her.

In his masturbation fantasy, his mind drifted back to the Lake Michigan shoreline, his mom had called him over to rub more sunscreen on her very exposed back and along her legs, as well. And once he'd done that, she reciprocated, doing the same thing for him, too.

With his imagination taking him further, once his mother rubbed sunscreen on him, she remained topless, not bothering to cover up the bodacious tits he found himself staring at over the last few years. She had him lying on his stomach on the overly large beach blanket, and it didn't take her long to massage the cool lotion into his skin, along his back, shoulders and down his legs, too. But it was what she enticed him into doing in his masturbation fantasy, that made his cock stand even straighter and harder, while he stroked it there in his locked bedroom.

'Hey babe, why don't we pull those trunks down, so your mother can splash some of this sunscreen up and down your backside. You do know I like looking at my son's gorgeous hunk-of-an ass, don't you? I guess it's only fair, since you've been staring at mine all day.'

As his masturbatory reverie played on in his mind, the two of them had stripped out of their swimwear, until he and his mother were both lying naked on the beach blanket, underneath the blazing sun.

'I've noticed you watching me more and more, babe, and I can't lie; I haven't been able to take my eyes off of you, either.'

As his hand kept stimulating his cock, while his mother made her imaginary intimate confession, the circumcised skin around his glans was a little dry. To try and remedy the situation, he bent forward until his mouth was directly above his hardened prick and dribbled a sizable dollop of saliva, aiming it well enough, so it fell directly onto the mushroomed head of his cock.

Leaning back down on the bed, it pleased Connor enough that his sufficient method of lubrication made him start fantasizing about his mother placing her mouth around his cock and giving him a blowjob.

'Here, babe, turn over. Mommy wants to give you something, a treat for escorting me to the beach today. But you have to promise you won't tell anyone about this.'

Sprawled out on the bed, in almost a whisper, Connor spoke, hoping there might be some slight chance his mother could actually hear him from afar...

"Oh god, mom, that would be so nice. Yeah, I would've let you suck my cock when we were there at the beach last year. After all, it was just the two of us. Ohhhh, if it would have been okay with you, I'd have been happy to cum in your mouth."

Before he got much further in his masturbation ritual, he remembered to reach into the drawer where he stashed his cum-rag. Connor always wanted it nearby so's not to make a mess during his self-pleasuring moments.

As he got closer and closer to the treasured sensation he was working for, Connor thought again of his mother, resurrecting the pet name she had for him--Babe.

"Yeah, you can call me that anytime, Mom. Maybe Jesse was right. Maybe you and dad aren't close anymore. It's not what I want for you and him, but if you want a man, I'll be happy to do anything you need. And I mean anything."

His cum exploded up and out of his rigid cock. The orgasm he had while imagining his mother's mouth wrapped around it, sent shockwaves through him. As much as he loved his Mom, the temptation to dwell on her during the many times he'd masturbated gave him a guilt he wasn't quite sure how to deal with. But, he'd figure all that out later.

Right then, he reasoned she couldn't be that far away from home, and he was looking forward to talking with her, so she could hopefully explain, the rift taking place between her and his dad. In times past, he didn't think his mother had ever lied to him. So he thought, if he asked the right questions, she wouldn't have much choice, except to give him the answers he was looking for.

He knew he wasn't the kind of person who would want to cause problems between his parents. But if he came across an answer to become closer with his Mom, in the way he wanted, he knew he would do anything within his power to make it happen. And as far as Connor was concerned, his dad would have to find his own way back into her good graces.

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Having gotten dressed after masturbating, Connor was watching tv in the living room, when his mom walked in the door. And he hardly gave her a chance to get settled before he drew near and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hey babe, it looks like you missed me."

"I didn't realize how much I've been missing this, since I got to talk to you on your way home. Where did you go anyway, mom?"

Treading carefully, Jane gave as simple an answer as she could, "Well, son, I drove up to meet with a lady that's been doing some surveys about... families, and the love they share, and, uh, how they share it with other people in their family. Stuff you'd probably find boring, honey."

"And you had to spend the night, just to find out about her surveys?"

"Yeah, I just thought I'd make a little mini-trip out of it. Y'know, get away for a day or so."

With the spark he saw in his mother's eye giving her answer, Connor figured he'd spice up the conversation with her, by asking a naughty question.

"Uh-huh, sure. You didn't just go there to meet up with a guy, did you, Mom?"

Noting Connor's devious smile, when he probed into her personal life, Jane came back with a reply that came off a little on the kinky side.

"Well, you horny troublemaker, asking your mother something like that, I ought to spank your ass for being so nosy."

His provocative response surprised her, as well, "All I can say is you probably wouldn't have much trouble getting my pants off for you, Mom. Are you sure that's something you'd want? After all, I have grown up."

With her coming close to hysterically laughing at Connor's saucy retort, they came together in an affectionate embrace surprising both of them. Especially in the length of time mother and son held onto each other.

"Oh baby, I don't want you to be upset about your dad and me. There's just some things that have happened, and I don't want you to be worried about it, that's all."

With the way Jane had her hands tightly clasped around her son, while diplomatically explaining her and his father's failing relationship, Connor leaned in and softly placed his mouth onto her exposed neck, while she was talking. And she couldn't deny how good it was to having Connor's moistened lips nuzzling onto her sensitive skin.

"Mom, you just need to know I'm here for you. I've been able to tell that you and him haven't been getting along. And I was probably wrong for not sticking up for you when he'd say those mean things about you."

Abundantly pleased by Connor's tender attention to the delicate erogenous zone alongside her neck, she couldn't miss his admission about her husband's disparaging comments behind her back.

"What did that son of a bitch say about me, babe? Whatever it is, he doesn't have any right painting me as the one who did wrong!"

Still holding firmly onto his mother, maybe even a little tighter than he had been, gazing straight into her beautiful eyes, he tried answering as delicately as possible.

"Mom, dad's pissed about something. And I'm guessing it isn't any of my business, but I wish the two of you could work something out, that wouldn't make it look so obvious of how much you hate each other."

"Oh, son, we don't... hate each other. That's too strong of a word. It's just that we don't..."

"You don't like each other anymore, is that it, Mom? I hear the word used sometimes, incompatibility, that's it, isn't it?"

"Yes honey, you're right. Your father and I, we..."

Right about that time, except for having Connors arms protectively wrapped around her, Jane Fleming felt so alone. But she knew she wasn't because she had a strong, sensitive young man holding onto her.

And with the way he was holding her, in the manner their bodies pressed together, his hardened erection became evident. And a mild fear, or alarm, or maybe it could even be labeled as an acceptance, coursed through her.

But Jane understood, if she would've been in the same drunken-and-cocaine-addled state she'd been, roughly twenty-fours hours prior, things could be much different.

Jane knew if she were in that same condition, and if Connor showed any inclination to push things sexually between them, there'd be a high likelihood lines could quickly be crossed.

Even to the point of following her son to his bedroom, the probability existing that she might suck his cock. Or as the wild notion took root, she remembered Leslie and the video she made having sex with her son Brian.

And as one thing led to another with her imagination it made her think about maybe even stripping herself naked, and without any protest, giving in to wanton desires, allowing Connor to fuck her on his bed.

As that thought ran through her mind, Jane even began imagining the two of them arranged in the doggy position, she on her hands and knees, indulging her own son by welcoming his cock, in just about the same fashion she had let it happen with Tom and the others the night before.

"Mom, you don't have to say anything, whatever it is... I trust you. I always have."

Sensing the moisture between her legs, his vote of confidence lit something else inside her, too. Reminding Jane that throughout her son's life, more times than not, she had also been able to trust him. There had been more than a few instances when she had given him a secret to keep, and as far as she knew, he had never gone back on his word to not share it with anyone.

Along with fighting her own horniness, at the moment, it was the pit of her stomach clawing at her, to make the same gamble again. With the burden she'd borne over the last five years, not sharing with anyone, about how her husband had broken her heart, Jane Fleming wanted there to be at least one person who could help carry her load. Maybe it could be her son? Maybe it was the man firmly holding her, as his glorious-frame-of-a-body towered at least three inches taller? Maybe?

"And I trust you too, babe. If I told you something, something I haven't told anybody else, would you not repeat it?"

Feeling his body jerk, with what she reasoned was her son's duty to be responsible for her sake, she knew it would be best to wait for his answer, before she could begin pouring her heart out to him.

"Mom, of course, you can trust me. But are you sure you want to? I mean, I'm guessing whatever it is, it's about dad... and you. And this is something once I find out what it is, we can't undo."

Leaning her body into his, with her arms wrapped cozily around Connor's neck, she just nodded and told him...

"Yes baby, you're right. But you're a man now, and I know you wouldn't ever let me down."

"To tell you the truth, Mom, I've got a feeling I know what it is. But hey, I'll just say it this way, I'm yours no matter what."

Hearing him make that pledge, it thrilled her to the point Jane tilted her head up, until her mouth and his came into contact, and she kissed her son, softly but also with a hint of sensuality on his lips.

"Babe, thank you for telling me that. It means more than you know."

Readying herself to report to the son about the father's infidelity, she took hold of his forearms, as the two stood together.

"Your dad, he... it was about five years ago when I found out he was..."

"He was fucking around, wasn't he, mom?"

Jane just stood there silently still holding onto her son, needfully pressing herself into the strong tower his body had become for her. And with Connor's vulgarity that had been appropriately spoken describing his father's adulterous behavior, she didn't see any harm in using it, as well.

"Yeah, honey, your Dad... he'd been fucking around on me."

Even as the word left her lips, thrilled to unabashedly utter the naughty profanity in Connor's presence, she decided to say the word again; this time, with an even-deeper-and-nastier connotation.

"And from what I was able to get him to admit, your son-of-a-bitch father was fucking at least three other women, over the last few years, before he got caught. Maybe even more than that!"

Jane couldn't mistake the twitching of Connor's penis, when she spoke her blatant obscenity. "Oh mom, I'm sorry. I am so sorry."

More than certain her son's erection was becoming more pronounced, Jane felt the arousal in the way their bodies were connected. She clung as tightly as she could, while at the same time, Connor had returned to nuzzling and running his lips up and down her exposed neck.

"Oh babe, I've been holding this in for so long, afraid to tell anybody. I just need you to know, up until I found out about him cheating, I'd always make myself available for him... for the way a man needs a woman. Morning, noon, or night. I never refused your father. I swear, I didn't. But that was then... and I decided that I couldn't do it anymore. Not after what he'd done... cheating on me... stepping out of our marriage."

Delighted to be holding onto his mother's captivating body, Connor blissfully breathed in the sweet, seductive scent of her womanly essence. He couldn't believe how stupid his dad had been, giving up access to the goddess his arms encircled, in exchange for what had probably been a quick and loveless fuck from other women. And that could only be for a one-time thing, or maybe two, if he was lucky.

All he could concentrate on, right at that moment, was if he ever had the chance to be with her the way his father had, then he would do whatever it took to make that a reality. And unable to pull himself away from caressing his mother, his lips worshipfully nuzzling her neck, he continued on, while she did nothing to get him to stop.

"I'm sure you were there for him, Mom. Can I ask... how long has it been for you?"

"Babe, you're tickling my neck."

"Uh-huh, and you taste good. Ohhh Mom... you taste so goddamn good!"

As her son's lips, mouth and tongue continued moving up and down, stimulating her erogenous flesh, the moistness between her legs became undeniable. And she was aware her body was in a state of transition, preparing to mate, sending the right amount of fluids and natural lubricants, exactly as needed. It was if it were a natural elixir, that once a man's cock entered her, it would have smooth passage inside her pussy, between her outstretched legs.

With the way Connor's manhood stuck straight into her, as if it was trying to burst out of his pants, she knew his body was also making preparations to mate. And there wasn't any doubt in her mind, her son's virile cock was more than primed to enter its objective and deposit his seed deep inside her. Something that could have disastrous results, if she were to allow it to happen.

"Oh babe, we're gonna have to stop. This isn't right, and I'm sorry if I led you on, this way. But, honey, we need to stop this... right now!"

But Connor was far from ending this conversation with his mother, "Oh god, mom, just tell me... how long's it been?"

She couldn't believe how his prurient curiosity was awakening something deep within her. Knowing exactly what her son was asking, she was afraid to answer, for a couple of reasons.

If Jane were to give her son the absolute truth, he would find out it had only been the day before when she had been with at least three, maybe four or more, men. Not to mention, that he would find out about the line of intimacy she'd crossed with another woman, doing things, Jane was sure he'd find disgusting.

On the other hand, if he were to know that once she had stopped giving conjugal access to Noel, his father, it had been about five years since she'd let anyone have her the way she needed. But if he knew that about her, then he would most likely realize how vulnerable she would be to his or anyone else's sexual overtures.

"Oh, baby, I don't think you should be asking me that. But I can tell you it's been a long time since I've... been with someone that I chose to be with. Let's leave it at that. Okay, babe?"

Hoping he wouldn't be able to construe anything past that point, Jane knew what had gone on between her and Connor that evening, needed de-escalating. And it needed to be done there and then.

"Honey, you need to let go. I'm your mom, and it's wrong to be doing this."

But it seemed her son was having none of it. Cupping his hand under her chin, Connor directed his mother's face up to his, pulling the two of them together, until their lips connected as one.

"Mom, I can't help it. Please don't give me the brush-off. The only thing I need, is for you to just hold me like you're doing now."

There was something about his plea that didn't help her resolve to do the right thing with Connor. And Jane sensed she could be losing the battle with her own moral conscience, as their provocative embrace intensified.

"Babe, where do you think this is going to go? I'm your mother..."

"Yeah, I know exactly who you are. But it doesn't change how I feel. Now, would you please answer my question?"

As their salacious exchange continued, Jane felt like her mind was in a fog with Connor's inappropriate inquiries, regarding his own mother's last sexual encounter.

"Oh shit, what's your question again, honey?"

Suddenly filled with an out of the ordinary boldness, Connor hoped, at that moment, he could ask his sexually explicit question, so it would only help his chances to get through to her.

"I want you to tell me, mother... when was the last time you let a man fuck you the way we both know you need it!"

"Oh my god, baby, I... it's just... ohhhh fuck!"

Because Jane hadn't tried to thwart his advances or his very direct and intimate question, and because of her servile response, he bent over and lifted his relatively petite mother up off the floor.

"Honey, what are you doing? Oh my god, you shouldn't be doing that!"

Toting his somewhat-dainty mother, as she lay crossways in his arms, her head and feet dangling in the air; he carried her out of the living room, into her bedroom. Securely closing the door shut, he brought her over to the foot of her bed and placed her gently down.

Turning back to the door, he spun the lock mechanism ninety degrees, making sure they wouldn't be disturbed, if anyone did happen to come home.

Once he had his mother positioned, Connor took to his knees on the floor, at the foot of her bed.

Leaning back on her elbows, Jane saw her son's self-determination, and wasn't sure how badly she wanted to get in the way of what was taking place, or if he'd even listen to her.

"Babe, this is wrong and we shouldn't be doing this. I'm, oh babe, I'm your mother!"

Hoping she wouldn't take him up on it, Connor knew he needed to give her some kind of an ethical exemption, if she was resolutely determined that nothing should happen between them...

"Okay then, all you gotta do is tell me to stop, Mom, and I'll do whatever you want, no questions asked."

Recalling everything from the last twenty-four hours, the men she'd fucked, her outrageous orgasms, watching the video made of her, even the one with Leslie's son Brian, she surrendered to all of it...

"Oh, babe, it's been a long time since I've had a man I wanted. Someone that makes me feel good, and that I love. That's your answer. I've tried to be good. And I'm not sure I can explain it all to you, but something happened last night, while I was away from you. And... I was with some people... and, I let them do things to me. Things I should be very ashamed of... but..."

"Mom, right now, I don't give a fuck about last night. Just tell me to stop. Tell me you don't want this..."

As she fell even further under the bewitching spell cast by her red-blooded son, and with him being bold enough in daring her to get him to halt his advances, Jane impulsively opened her legs under his watchful gaze. And because she'd left the hotel not wearing panties from earlier that day, Connor was given a naughty view of Jane's upper thighs. Almost to the point of exposing her vagina to her son.

Spurred on by what he'd already seen, Connor lifted his Mom's skirt, resting the hem across her stomach, enjoying the first thorough, unrestricted look at her fur covered pussy. And by that point Jane made up her mind, if he carried on, she wouldn't do anything to stop where things might go.

And now with her legs open, flauntingly exhibiting herself, she hoped her sons heart belonged exclusively to her. Jane wanted her next words to help him realize the line they might step across was one she'd thought about often.

"Babe, since you asked, you might as well know it's been too fucking long since I've had a real man and... Oh shit, if you're going to eat my pussy, I won't tell you, no."

"Oh my fucking god, Mom!"

Not wasting any more time Connor excitingly launched straight into his mother's sex, extending his tongue, quickly meshing into her folds, seeking to please her any way he could.

Hearing her pleasured groans he remembered going to see Teri Peterson. Connor recalled how successful he'd been in getting her to climax. He then essentially repeated what he did for Jesse's Nana, hoping he could be as good now pleasing his mother, and bring her to an eventual orgasm.

As Jane's head lolled side to side, and her hips bucked off the bed, intensely gratified by Connor's tongue, her moral compass, or what was left of it, battled her inner urges as she spoke to her son.

"Yes babe... mmmnn, lick my cunt, sweetie... yeaaaahhh! But oh my god, Connor I can't help it... this is really wrong! I'm your mother, your goddamn mother... oh fuuuuck! But don't stop now, babe! With as good as this is, don't you dare fucking stop!"

Jane couldn't believe the luxuriousness shifting through her. All brought by her son. She understood what was happening wasn't supposed to, simply because it was Connor. And with all that had gone on the night before, then that same morning at the hotel, and now in her own bedroom... with her son; Jane knew she needed to be in control and be a good, virtuous mother. But by then, she had given herself over to the pleasure, and how much she didn't want it coming to an end.

While her son's tongue and fingers charmed her, Jane resolved as soon as he brought her to orgasm, to be more than willing to return the favor. As she came closer to climaxing, she was already making plans on sucking her son's cock, more than ready to letting him cum in her mouth when the time came.

Even though Connor had closed and locked the door to his mother's bedroom, a discernible noise could be heard coming from somewhere else in the house. It was his sister, Cassidy calling for the woman, his tongue was buried in right at that moment, and it came across as plain as day.

"Mom, hey mom, can you hear me, are you in your room? I need to talk to you, if you've got a second."

Coming right up to the other side of the door, Cassidy knocked, trying to turn the locked doorknob, and began calling for her mother again.

"Mom, I can see your light's on. I've got a favor I need to ask you."

With her making the loud interruptive sounds, neither mother or son were able to ignore the fact Cassidy wasn't going to stop knocking. And then Jane looked down at Connor who hadn't risen up off his knees, still actively trying to make her cum, and embarrassingly whispered...

"Babe, we're gonna have to stop. I'm so sorry... we shouldn't have been doing this, anyway. But can you be a dear and go wait in my bathroom, while I find out what your sister wants?"

Devastated because of Cassidy's interruption, he answered, "Uhh, yeah, sure, mom."

It was as if water had been sprayed on them, like they do with dogs that shouldn't be mating, when he was forced to stop going down on his mom. Embarrassed that things hadn't played out like he wanted with his gorgeous mother, Connor watched Jane work her way off the bed and then readjust her skirt, while she sauntered over to unlock the door of her bedroom, so she could talk with his sister.

As he sat on the toilet seat listening to what seemed their mindless chatter, his thoughts centered around the events that led him to this point, to hiding out in his mother's bathroom.

Knowing that when he talked next to his mom, he would most likely feel ashamed to face her, hoping she wouldn't be angry for him making the first move in bringing them together as lovers.

But he remembered getting the email a few days before, along with the questionnaire included with it. And once he had answered everything on the survey, it had given him the courage to not give up the longings he had for his mother. But he wondered if she could even begin to understand him and what he wanted to do with her? And the fact was, he was trying to make sense of it, too.

*****

Closing the door to her bedroom once she had finished talking with her daughter, Jane knew her and Connor's conversation wasn't going to be an easy one, for either of them.

"Honey, thanks for waiting for me. Look... what we just did... what I just did... oh shit."

"Mom, it's all my fault. If I hadn't carried you in here and made you do..."

"No Connor, let's not even go back on any of that. We just need to drop this right here, right now. This never happened... okay? I just need you to realize that your Mom is messed up in the head, and the best thing you can do is steer clear of me... before I mess you up, too."

"Mom... I'll never do that. Especially not now."

"Babe, we're not supposed to be doing things like... that. I'm sorry I'm such a terrible example and a bad mom to you. I just hope you can forgive me, Connor."

Right then, he wasn't sure if he should tell her about the email he'd gotten along with the survey. But he didn't know who else to trust about it. So he decided to go with his gut and then see where the pieces would fall after that.

"Mom, I got this email a few days ago. And I wasn't sure who it was from, or if it was spam or not. But I went ahead and opened it anyway."

Already aware of what she knew her son was going to tell her, Jane went ahead and asked him about it.

"Who was it from, babe? Was there any indication who'd sent it to you?"

"It just said it was some kind of National Sexual Survey relating to family situations."

"Did you answer it, honey; fill out the questions that were asked?"

"Yeah, I did. Holy shit, Mom, the questions... you wouldn't believe them. They were mainly about... the same stuff we were just doing."

"Honey, if I asked you to promise you wouldn't open up anymore emails from those people, could I trust you?"

He didn't want to answer her one way or the other. The fact was, the bold nature of the questions was the main reason why he had become bravado enough to make the shameless move and initiate oral sex with his mother.

"Connor, I need you to answer me... will you not open up anymore stuff sent by them?"

"Well, mom, I need something from you, too. Do you promise that we won't forget what we did here. How the hell can you ask me to believe what you just let me do never fucking happened? I love you, and I know you love me, too."

"Of course, I love you, babe. But let's face it, you aren't supposed to want to do something like that to your own mother. I'm sorry, and because I'm the adult here, I should've never let it get as far as it did."

"Well, technically you aren't the only adult here. In the eyes of the law, as of my last birthday, I'm an adult, too."

He carefully stepped closer, wanting to take her in his arms again. But Jane understood what could easily take place if she were to allow him to fully embrace her like he had just done, as she had let him do only a little while before that.

"No, honey. We've got to stop this... now! Please, if you really love me like you say you do, I'm asking you... for your sake and mine... at least give me some space, okay?"

"Yeah mom, I do love you. But I wish you'd make up your mind. If we shouldn't help each other out... then it isn't right that you tease me, and act like you want me to make you feel good."

Trying to make his point and not come off too angry about everything, Connor raised his voice, "That ain't fucking right, mom, and you goddamn well know it, too!"

"I'm sorry, baby. And I feel bad leading you on like that. Are you gonna tell your dad about this, about what I let you do to me?"

As he stared at his mother, he could tell he had her in a very precarious situation. The thought flashed through his mind that maybe he could pressure her into doing what he wanted, telling her if she didn't go along with him, that he would report to his father what they had done.

But as he continued looking straight into her gorgeous blue eyes, he recognized a very sweet but scared woman, who he knew he would never, ever do anything to threaten, or intimidate in any way.

"Mom, I'm going to do whatever you want. And I know I'm just as guilty as you say you are, if not more. But can we just agree we're not going to be assholes pretending I didn't... that I didn't... holy shit Mom, I loved everything I did to you. So can we not act like it didn't happen? Can we at least agree on that?"

"All right, sweetie, but please, for right now would you let me be alone for the rest of the night? Maybe we can talk later. Tomorrow's Saturday, and I promised your sister the two of us would go shopping, while she's home for the weekend."

"Is it going to take all day, for you and Cassidy to do your thing? I mean I just need to make sure that we're okay, mom. I'm sorry if I hurt you when I..."

Holding her hand up, signaling her need to be heard, she assured him, "You haven't hurt me, babe..."

And there was so much more she wanted to tell him. But Jane knew if she were to give voice to what was happening inside of her, there was the good possibility she and Connor would probably wind up in her bed again. And this time she'd most likely go even further with him. Surrendering to the point of probably sucking his cock; which could quickly evolve into them crossing the ultimate line together.

"But your mom has had some things happen, stuff I wish I could share with you, but... I can't. Please just trust me, let me figure out what I need. Would you do that for me, babe? You say you're an adult now. Well, that's something adults who love each other sometimes do. They give space to the person they say they love. And that's what I need right now. Do you trust me, Connor? I mean, do you really, really fucking trust me, honey?"

Hearing more of her brazen profanity, not just then but earlier, helped Connor understand his mother had issues very troubling to her. And he wasn't sure if he was up to the task of helping with them. But it wasn't because he wouldn't try, if she were to ask. And that's what he kept thinking, all she had to do was tell him what she needed, and he'd do anything for her.

"Sure mom, I trust you. You've never really given me reason not to."

"That's good to know, babe. And I trust you enough to tell me if you feel you can't. This, this stuff that's happening right now, your dad and I, along with... you and me, baby; it's just a lot for me to try and deal with. And I don't want to let you, or your sister down."

"You could never do that, mom. You've been the best and I probably don't deserve having you in my life."

"Don't say that! Connor don't you dare say something like that! But for right now, can we at least say goodnight? I've had a lot happen over the last few days and I just need some sleep, okay?"

"Sure mom."

Going to give his mom another hug, at first, Jane wasn't sure if she should allow it. But noting the adorable look on her son's face, decided to give him a chance. Succumbing to being taken into his arms, Jane couldn't miss the powerful scent of her female juices on his mouth and lips when their faces came close. But it was the way she felt so protected nestled in his arms, drawing her closer to presuming she could trust Connor. He had boldly announced that he was an adult, and with the way he was showing respect to her feelings, gave Jane proof her son was mature beyond his years.

Unable to resist sinking into him further, she confessed, "Honey, I can't afford to lose you. I hope you know how much I need you."

"You'll never lose me, Mom. I told you I'm yours, no matter what. And I swear, dad's not going to find out anything about this. At least not from me."

As much as she was enjoying the embrace and their snuggling, Jane decided to ask a favor from Connor that he probably wasn't going to be excited about. But it would be something she hoped would be good for the both of them, not only for right then, but also in the long run.

"Babe... Connor. I need to ask something else from you."

"Okay, mom, whatever it is... just tell me what you want."

"I need you to give me my space for a while."

"Hey mom, I told you I was cool with that."

"I don't think you understand. I need... Connor, I need you to give me at least a week. Maybe two."

"Two weeks, huh, what does that mean?"

"It means we shouldn't be together. At least like this; alone together, I mean. I just need you to trust me, honey. You said you do, and I need you to prove it, babe. Just for a couple weeks. At the very most."

Still holding her firmly in his arms, Connor's grasp on his mother slightly tightened at the realization at what she wanted, of what she was asking of him. And as he mulled over the request, he was going to ask one of her, as well.

"If I do this, do what you're asking me, before we say goodnight. Will you give me something I want? I promise it isn't anything like what I did... before."

"Honey, I hope so, I need you to understand how wrong it is for us to be doing things like that."

"I know, mom. But please, if I do what you want, will you at least do what I want, too?"

"Oh Connor, I just need to be sure you're not gonna try and do what I shouldn't have let you do."

"Mom, I love you and wouldn't lie to you about anything. Now, are you going to do what I'm going to ask you? I need your answer first. You need to show you trust me, too."

"Okay honey, I'll do it. What is it you want from me babe?"

"This right here..."

Wanting to prove he wasn't able to resist the temptation of tasting his Mom's sultry lips, Connor pulled Jane into a lover's embrace and lowered his head until their mouths joined.

"Mmmmphhh, babe, I don't think we should..."

"Relax mom, if I'm not going to be with you the way I want for at least the next two weeks, then you can't blame me. You just need to understand how much I'm going to miss you."

"Hmmmpphhh, oh my god, Connor!"

Finding how ineffective she was at resisting her son's sexual advances, Jane felt her body go limp, as she altogether surrendered to Connor's tongue entering her mouth dueling with hers. As her lips parted further, and she felt his embrace tightening, the overwhelmed mother realized she hadn't experienced a fiery and passionate make-out kiss quite like the one she was having with her own flesh and blood.

As she was far past having second thoughts about everything she'd asked for, coming up for air, conceding to her son, Jane cried out, "Babe, this is... Oh, God, baby, what the fuck are you doing to me?"

Enthralled with having his Mom's tongue deep in his mouth, along with his own passions driven by an internal lust, one that had been building for longer than he remembered, Connor Fleming reluctantly let go of his mother. With a frown on his face, he grudgingly stepped away. And there was one simple reason he had released her. If he wanted her to ever unerringly trust him, he'd have to prove he was worthy of it. Even if it had taken all his willpower to pull away from the wanton kiss he knew could've led to them returning completely naked to his mother's bed.

**********

With what he had just witnessed between Jane and Connor, he knew it was time to make the phone call.

"Hey Sam, yeah, it's me. I just saw them and I don't think it's going to be long until she's going to let him fuck her. I figured it was going to happen today. But then they got interrupted. And now she's saying something about waiting two weeks. I'm not sure what that's all about. But you better let Leslie know."

The man on the other end of the phone conversation asked a question.

"You saw it? The hidden camera's working good in her bedroom?"

"Oh hell, yeah it is. They got up to him eating her pussy just a few minutes ago. But that's as far as it went, 'cause like I said, they were interrupted and I don't think she even got to cum. But I think it's safe to have her send him a link to the video."

"You don't think he'll recognize you, do you?"

"I can't be sure if that'll happen, but as it is right now, I can't worry about it. We're too far into this to let that be a problem."

"Okay, as soon as we hang up, I'll give her a call."

"Sounds good, Sam. Let's see where this goes from here. Talk to you later."

Once that phone conversation finished, Sam made the call he anticipated would help move things along even faster between Jane Fleming and her son. And it also made him hope that Jane's friend Iris would also be affected by this, too. After all, he had been the one who had set the wheels in motion for the two of them to meet at Jane's church. He had banked on the inevitability of it, since Iris' and Jane's sons were teammates on the school track team. But he never thought that things would move as fast as they seemed to be. And he hoped Leslie Wilder would be happy with how he was helping with her research.

"Hey Leslie, this is Sam. Yeah, our man just called and assured me the wheels are in motion. Yep, he's thinking the same thing. Right now's probably the perfect time to email the kid the link to his mom's video. No, I don't think if Connor shows it to Jesse that he'd recognize me, it's been too long. And besides that, my stepson never saw me naked, although his mother has. And who knows... maybe she will again?"

Once he set the disconnected phone down, Sam Owens hoped he was doing the right thing. But right about then, his main concern was going out to eat and getting his steak medium rare, just the way he liked it.

**********

Two days later, on late Sunday afternoon, Connor Fleming received an email alert on his phone. When he checked it before opening, whoever the sender was didn't make it easy for him to know who they were. It was strange, because as far as he could tell, there wasn't any indication of who or where it had originated from.

However, there was a message accompanied with a hyperlink in the email...

'Connor, you have a choice to make. If you choose to click on the link and watch the video, you'll only be able to watch it one time. BUT, if you right-click on the link and do a one-time download of the video to any device of your choosing, you'll have unlimited access to it. Or, if you want, you can simply delete this email without doing anything at all. Choose wisely.

Yours truly,

Me

P. S. Just in case you're thinking this is spam or a junk email sent to you. Think again. You don't want to pass this one up. And like I said before... Choose wisely.

A Friend'

**********

He wasn't sure what he should do. He had more-or-less promised his mother he wouldn't open any more strange emails. But with what this one referred to, some kind of video, well that had definitely drawn Connor's attention.

Opening his laptop, he double-clicked on his email folder and found the same one that had appeared on his phone. With his right hand in control of the mouse, he knew he had a decision to make. Either he could left-click on the link and see what the video was. Or, he knew the sender had told him he could right-click and download what was most likely some kind of video file. Then, of course, there was the last option, totally delete the email and send it to his trash folder. But with his rabid curiosity eating away at him, there wasn't any way he was going to make that decision.

"What the hell is this thing? And who the fuck sent it to me? And I don't even know if I can trust that this isn't some kind of dangerous file that's going to totally screw up my computer."

Doing his best to determine what was best, he decided he'd try and hit the reply button. But as he went to do that, he saw it wasn't an option with it being greyed out. So whoever it was, they weren't going to allow him to send them any responding messages. So, taking a risk, one he hoped wouldn't end up biting him in the ass, Connor right-clicked on the hyperlink and began downloading the file to a folder he had just created on his desktop.

*****

The total download didn't take too long, with the file size being about 400 megabytes. And, as far as he could tell, the length of the video was around a total of eight minutes.

Connor held his breath as he double-clicked on the file to open it. And when the QuickTime Player app opened, he began watching what had been sent to him.

And with what he was looking at onscreen it didn't take long until he was holding his breath again.

"Oh yesss, yesss. Mmmmm that's sooo good. Eat my cunt, Tommy. Please don't stop, please don't stop, sweetie! Ohhh, fuck! Fuck, yeeeaaaah..."

"Oh my god, mom. What the hell are you doing?"

Continuing his watching, Connor saw another man who he had no way of recognizing bring his mother to orgasm with his tongue right there in front of him. And then she had encouragingly pulled him on top of her as whoever the guy named Tom was began driving his cock between his mother's opened legs.

"Yes, Tom, fuck me. Fuck me, Tom. I haven't had this in a long time. My husband, or anybody else hasn't had me like this, for years now."

Totally mesmerized by what was on his screen. There was his own mother, as far as he could tell, willingly allowing herself to be videoed, not looking forced at all, begging to be fucked.

"Yes Tom, yes, keep fucking me! Fuck meeee! Put that cock as deep in my pussy as you can. Mmmmmm, you're being such a good boy. Fuck me, Tom!"

And then he felt his erection just about try and leap out of his pants when the camera zoomed in tight, overwhelmed by watching Tom's cock moving in and out of his mom's pussy.

"Oh fuck, mom. This must've been what you were talking about, when you said you did something. Oh wow, you sure fucking did!"

"You're fucking me good, Tommy; nice and good, baby!"

As he watched his mother and the Tom guy kissing, he couldn't help feeling jealous how intricately their bodies meshed and their mouths unitedly worked together.

Suddenly, what he was watching changed. Tom wasn't in it anymore, and his mother appeared bewitchingly naked on the screen. And that wasn't the only thing that had changed, he saw she now had somebody behind her. And whoever that was, driving his cock into her from behind.

Seeing her accommodate the stranger for not too long, the action changed dramatically when he watched his mom do something that shook him to his core. He thought he was having a nightmare once he saw somebody place the line of cocaine underneath her nose.

"Here Jane, we've got some more smack for you, honey, this'll give you a lift."

"Oh shit, mom! Oh hell, noooo, don't do that! What the fucking hell, Mom!"

He didn't think he'd ever see something as crazy as what was on the screen. His own mother snorting cocaine? He thought it was unbelievable, but he couldn't deny what he had just seen her do onscreen when she sucked the stuff right up into her nose. And then the profanity that came out of her mouth once she'd ingested the drug up through her nose.

"Holy shit, what a fucking rush!"

He had no way of knowing who the man was behind her, the one she was allowing to forcefully fuck her, but he could tell, she was very much getting into it as she was on her hands and knees in front of him.

He then watched the man do something, totally pissing him off. His mother took a couple sound smacks to her ass.

"Yeah, motherfucker, instead of spanking me, you need to make sure your cock does what it should be doing to fuck me harder!"

"Holy shit, mom. I can't believe you're even saying this! It's gotta be the coke making you do that. And whoever that fucker is, he's really driving it into you hard. Oh my god!"

"Yessss... don't... stop, fuck me, goddamn you!"

"Yeah Jane, I can't hold it, bitch, I'm gonna cum!"

Even though the man's voice was clearly heard, Connor had no idea who it was.

"Ummmmm, this is seriously some of the best married cunt EVER!. Jane, you are a great fuck!"

"Yes... oh God yessss! Cum in me. I need all of it, I need this so bad..."

Connor could tell that his mom was definitely getting into the rough sex, as he watched her push herself back on the guy plowing into her, even after he had orgasmed inside her.

"Don't you dare stop fucking me! Just because you're cumming, motherfucker, it doesn't mean we're done here!"

Even as intense as what he'd just watched his mother do, what happened next almost gave Connor a heart attack. There was a man who came into the scene from the front of her. And what he told her, shook Connor to his core, as he watched his mother unforced, initiate oral sex on him.

"You're going to suck my cock. It's going into that pretty mouth of yours... and you're going to suck it for me. Aren't you Jane?"

And when he saw the man's hands on the back of his mother's head keeping her subserviently looking down, she didn't even try to look up into the man's face. It scared him when he realized what he was watching his mother do, was turning him on, as well.

"Yesssss, that's nice... sooo nice, Jane! Suck it, yesss, that's good."

As he watched his mother submissively taking the man's circumcised erection into her mouth, Connor fought against the temptation to reach for his own hardened cock and masturbate at what his Mom seemed to be doing so well.

"Ohhhh, you're such a sweet cocksucker, yessss, keep going, Jane."

For just a second, the man's soft and subtle voice that was just above a whisper seemed like it should be recognizable to him, but then again he thought he couldn't be sure.

"Oh fuck, mom. I've dreamed about you sucking my cock like that. Oh dear God!"

As Connor saw the man in the video toying with her by pulling his penis away from her lips, it aroused him again, seeing how devoted his mom appeared to please the stranger.

"Hey motherfucker, you need to put it back in. How do you expect me to suck your cock if you won't let me have it?"

In all the occasions Connor would masturbate, fixated on his mother; watching the video seeing her compliance at taking the dick in her mouth, had to be the number-one thing he'd fantasize about.

And here she was doing what he wanted, courtesy of whoever had sent this video. And it helped him understand what a great cocksucker his mother appeared to be. He saw by how much she was into it, large amounts of saliva were dripping out of her mouth.

"Yeah slut, you haven't forgotten, have you, Jane? Taste my dick, and lick it like a good cocksucker. You are wanting to be a good cocksucker, aren't you?"

By then Connor understood with the nasty things his mother allowed, it was if she were the star of her own porn video. And as she went to speak, he wondered if it had anything to do with the stranger's nasty question.

"Yes. Yes I do... put your cock back in my mouth."

After he heard her submissively answer, Connor paused the video.

"Oh my fucking god, Mom! This is off the fucking wall. Where were you at, and what the fuck were you thinking, when you let them do this? I know you're gonna kill me if you ever find out I saw this video. But holy fuck, this is just out of this fucking world!"

And then he resumed watching the video, simply because he couldn't pull himself away from his own mother acting like a naughty slut.

"Anything you say Jane, because I'm almost done with you. And I think you know where we're going to finish, don't you?"

"Oh shit, mom, I don't think this guy is gonna be happy with you doing this to him only one time. I know I wouldn't. I'd want you sucking my dong every fucking day and night!"

Continuing to watch the action, Connor fought back a gasp, as he saw the stranger's hips beginning to buck, becoming even more a participant in the oral sex his mother performed. With what he was doing, Connor could see the stranger's cock pushing even further between his mother's lips, causing it to be more pleasurable, as if he was fucking her mouth.

"I'm almost there, almost... there... Jane, I'm..."

"Oh shit, mom, I think he's... oh holy fucking hell! Mom, this guy... you're letting him jizz... in your mouth. Holy Fuck!"

"Uhhhggghhh! Jane... JANE! Yesssss... take it... take all my cum in your mouth!"

End Of Part Nine