Seducing the hot mother

CHAPTER TWO

Dee put her car away, hurried into the house, and changed into her nightgown. As she thought things over on the way home, she'd decided that she couldn't ask Jay why he'd gone to Rick's house or why he'd fucked with Tori. Those questions would reveal that Dee had followed him and spied on him.

She was ashamed of her spying and especially ashamed of how horny she'd gotten when she watched the teenage lovers getting it on. She'd been so wildly aroused, she'd actually masturbated and brought herself off in somebody's yard. That was disgusting. She couldn't let Jay know.

So she'd pretend that she'd never left the house, and she'd just ask why he'd snuck out.

She waited and waited, having a drink to calm herself. Luckily it was Friday and she didn't have to be up early for work. But she grew impatient as the minutes passed. Finally she heard the faint sounds of Jay sneaking his car back into the garage. She went and stood outside his bedroom door.

When she heard him opening the window and climbing back into his room, she suddenly flung the door open and switched on the light. Jay was caught with one leg over the windowsill. He gawked at his mother, then slowly turned red as a beet. Dee advanced into the room, glaring at him.

"All right, young man," she snapped, "I want an explanation of this. Why did you sneak out, and where were you?"

Jay eased himself the rest of the way through the window and then closed it. Dee knew he was buying time, and she wondered what he'd come up with. When he turned to face her again, he was smiling innocently.

"Gee, Mom, I'm sorry if I worried you," he said. "I just wanted to meet some of the guys and I know you don't approve of me going out on Fridays."

"I certainly don't, Jay," Dee said angrily. "But if it was so important to you, we could have discussed it. You didn't have to sneak out and be gone for hours and scare me to death."

"Ah, Mom, I'm really sorry," Jay cried, rushing to hug her.

He was such an affectionate kid, Dee thought helplessly.

Jay was very affectionate, but he was also very turned on by his beautiful blonde mother. Dee didn't realize how sexy she looked in her filmy blue nightgown. It was transparent, showing the outline of her magnificent body, and it was clit low in front, emphasizing the deep cleavage between her large ripe breasts.

In spite of his surprise and panic when he was caught climbing through the window, Jay had noticed his mother's appearance. He'd noticed what a revealing nightgown she was wearing, and he'd seen that she was strangely excited, her eyes bright and her skin flushed. She was feeling something more than anger, that was for sure. Her excitement infected Jay.

So he hugged her, partly to comfort her and partly to see what would happen. He hugged his mother a lot, and sometimes she'd wriggle her body against him in a very enticing way, as if she'd forgotten he was her kid. Tonight it happened again. As he embraced her, he felt her pushing her mound against his fly.

Dee wasn't even aware of what she was doing. She didn't know that her body was responding to shard male body. It was an unconscious movement. She clung to Jay. She loved to hug him. Then he moved his face around and kissed her on the mouth. She felt dizzy with excitement.

Jay had never kissed her that way before. Dee was shocked yet wildly aroused. His hands slid down to cup her hot little ass through the thin fabric of her nightgown, and he slid his tongue into her mouth. She barely stifled a moan of lust. She felt scalding juice spurting from her cunt and scalding her pussy.

My God, she thought, what are we doing? Suddenly mother and son were drawn together like magnets, kissing deeply, running their hands over each other's body. Dee wasn't sure how it had gotten started, but once started the excitement spread like wildfire. Jay's thumbs caressed the outer curve of her big ripe tits. That was when she realized she was grinding her mound against his cock.

Breaking off the kiss, she blushed holly. "Jay, honey, that's enough," she gasped. "I don't know what got into us. We can't do that."

"Why not, Mom?" he asked innocently.

Dee blushed even harder. "It's called incest, Jay," she explained with great embarrassment.

Jay had never heard of the word, and he wasn't particularly impressed. He only knew that his mother was the sexiest woman in the world for him and that he wanted to go on making out with her. But she seemed to have really big hangups about it. He realized that he'd have to slow down and move very carefully if he wanted to win her over.

"Anyhow," she said spluttering, "I think you were just trying to get my mind off what we were talking about. I'm not leaving your room till we have this out, Jay."

That suited Jay just fine. The longer she stayed in his bedroom, the better his chances of talking her into some fun.

"Okay, Mom," he said, "sit down and let's talk."

He patted the edge of his bed. Still blushing, Dee sat down about two feet away from him, but he just scooted closer to her, till she could feel the heat of his body. She wished he wouldn't sit so close. It excited her, and she needed to keep her wits. Why, just a few seconds ago she'd been in real danger of getting the hots for her own son!

"Jay," she said, "I haven't allowed you to go out on Fridays because I felt you should be studying instead. But if all your friends are going out, then maybe I'm being too harsh."

"It's a big social night, Mom," Jay said, inching even closer to her. "I'd really like to be able to get in on the action. But you're the boss."

Dee wondered about that. Tonight her pussy seemed to be the boss. It certainly was commanding all her attention. As Jay's thigh touched hers, it was all she could do to keep from moaning with longing for him. The fiery ache between her thighs was threatening to overwhelm her.

"What do you mean by action, Jay?" she said. "Just what did you and the other boys do tonight?"

"Aw, we just cruised around and had something to eat, talked to a few girls," he said easily.

Dee didn't like the way he lied without effort. But on the other hand, he couldn't very well admit to her that he'd spent the evening fucking a girl. Dee felt more confused than ever. It was so hard to think when his lean male body was pressing against her, reminding her of her desperate need for loving.

"Hey Mom, relax," Jay said soothingly. "Gosh, you're so uptight tonight. How come?"

As he spoke he slid an arm around her shoulders and hugged her. Dee's voice was hoarse with lust when she replied, "Oh, it's nothing, honey. I'm just tired, I guess. I'd probably better go to bed. We can finish talking about this tomorrow."

She tried to move away from him, but he held her still. "Give me a goodnight kiss first?" he smiled.

"Oh, of course," Dee laughed.

She started to kiss him on the cheek, like she always did, but he ducked forward and planted his mouth on hers. He kissed her hard and hungrily and at the same time he forced her onto her back. He eased himself half on top of her. Pinning her there, he glided his tongue into her mouth. Dee gave a stifled moan of arousal and felt her nipples going stiff against his chest.

Now she knew what a big mistake it had been to swear off men. She hadn't lost her desire for sex, she'd only bottled it up. Now that it was unleashed, she couldn't control it. All that stored-up desire was loose, and she was going out of her mind with horniness the first time a male touched her. Unfortunately that male was her own son.

She knew she had to get away from him before she completely lost her self-control, but it was so difficult. He was holding her down, pinning her with his superior weight, and she felt weak and dizzy with longing. Part of her wanted to stay right there, going wherever that hungry kiss would take them.

Jay's hot tongue explored her moth, and his hands explored the ripe curves of her tall shapely body. She felt hot fingers on her waist and hips and thighs. Then he was moving upwards again, seeking out her large melon-shaped tits. He cupped them through her thin nightgown and began to squeeze.

Dee wrenched her face away from his sad gasped, "Oh, no, Jay, don't."

"Why not, Mom?" he said hoarsely. "Don't you like it?"

What could she say? She loved it. She loved feeling hot eager hands on her tits, molding and caressing. Her nipples throbbed and strained against his palms, and she was creaming furiously, soaking her swollen cunt slit. But she absolutely had to get away from him now, or she was lost. She couldn't fight her raging lust much longer. She pushed at his shoulders, trying to roll him off her.

"It isn't right, Jay," she sobbed, "please let me go."

Jay wasn't having it. He heard her protests, but he saw something else in her eyes, something he'd never seen before. There was excitement there. It kind of reminded him of how Tori's eyes got hot and sparkly when they started making out. He grabbed his mother's wrists and easily forced her arms down to her sides.

"Don't fight it, Mom," he said, "'cause I'm not letting you go. You might as well relax and enjoy it."

"Jay, what are you talking about?" Dee demanded nervously.

"Hey, take it easy," he laughed. "I'm just gonna play with your tits."

It was an outrageous thing for a son to say to his mother, yet Dee breathed a sigh of relief. She'd thought he was after something a lot more serious than that. She knew she couldn't handle incest. But if the boy felt horny and just wanted to fool around with her tits, she could get through it.

Now he was easing her nightgown down to her waist. Dee blushed hotly as he uncovered her magnificent big tits, but there was no way she could stop him. He was stronger than her. His eyes got big and horny as he surveyed the melon-size globes and their long stiff, rosy nipples.

"Oh, wow! Fantastic!" he breathed.

Jay didn't always score a home run with the girls he dated, but he almost always got their bras off and got to play with their tits. He'd never seem a pair as impressive and beautiful as his own mother's. Pushing her nightgown down out of the way, he laid his hands on the hot creamy flesh and started squeezing. The skin of her tits was like satin.

"Oh, Jesus," he breathed.

Dee gave a little whimper, half pleasure and half frustration. She loved him to fondle her sensitive tits. But as he did so, his excitement grew and she could feel his cock swelling and throbbing against her thigh. Her own son was getting a hard-on for her. She blushed with shame, wondering how she'd gotten herself into such a predicament.

Maybe she'd shown too much physical affection for Jay since he became a teen. She'd gone on hugging and kissing him just like when he was little. And then there was the inevitable attraction of her body. When a woman has a body like Dee, there's no way a boy can ignore it, even if he's her own son.

For whatever reasons, mother and son were on very dangerous ground right now. Jay's cock was swelling into iron hardness as he caressed her naked tits, and Dee's horniness was becoming unbearable. She rubbed her thighs together desperately, but nothing she did or thought could quell the nagging ache down there.

Then Jay made things even worse. He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her nipples. Dee sobbed. It felt so great and she wanted it so badly, but it was absolutely wrong for her son to be doing that to her. She whimpered in protest as he whipped his hot wet tongue around and around the rigid shafts of her swollen nipples.

"Jay, noooo," she cried.

He didn't pay any attention. His eyes were glassy with lust, and she knew he was off in some horny fantasy world. No doubt he was imagining going all the way with her. But she couldn't let that happen. Once more she tried pushing at his shoulders, but it was no use. He lay heavily on her, pinning her in place.

Then he caught the tip of her left nipple with his lips and slowly, teasingly, sucked it into the steam heat of his mouth. Dee creamed hard, soaking her pussy with the scalding liquid. Jay loudly sucked on her lust-engorged nipple, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. She was so violently aroused, she felt like she could come if she sneezed.

He sucked the left nipple, then the right, leaving them almost painfully swollen and glistening with his hot spit. Then he grasped her nightgown and started pulling it lower. This time Dee put up a real fight. Sure, she was horny out of her mind, but she was absolutely not going to commit incest. She grabbed the nightgown and held on tight.

"No, Jay," she snapped, "I won't have it."

Jay saw that he'd gone too far, pushed too fast. He backed off. He was just as strong as ever in his determination to become his mother's lover, but he realized it wasn't going to be accomplished in just one night. He'd have to be patient and play the game very, very carefully. He told himself that the ultimate prize would be worth the wait.

He let go of her nightgown. "Sorry, Mom, I guess I got carried away. But you're so beautiful, and you make me feel so horny."

He rose to his knees, and Dee saw that the fly of his jeans was obscenely tented. She felt sorry for him. She knew how frantically horny teenaged boys could get. She felt like she ought to give him some relief, even if they didn't go all the way. His frantic lust was partly her fault. She should never have allowed things to go this far.

"I'll get you off, honey," she said hoarsely. "That's dip least I can do. Then we'll get some rest and talk about this tomorrow."

Jay's eyes widened with surprise as the reached for the zipper of his jeans. He really hadn't expected her to do this for him. But it was a delicious surprise, and of course he was going to cooperate. With shaking fingers Dee opened his jeans and started tugging the tight garment down. His stiff cock leaped out at her, and she gasped.

Jay smothered a laugh. His mom's eyes got so big when his engorged prick snapped free of his jeans. It wagged lewdly, almost in her face, and it was dripping hot cream. He thought he heard her moan. Then she pushed him onto his back and pulled his jeans all the way off. His prick wasn't bashful at all. It stood straight up, aimed at the ceiling, as stiff as a board.

Dee eyed her son's magnificent hard-on and almost sobbed with longing. She thought how simple and delicious it would be just to straddle the boy and slide her famished cunt down the impalement of his rigid prick. She ached to feel a big hard cock cramming every inch of her starved pussy.

Nothing would have been more simple, if it hadn't been for her conscience. She just couldn't fuck her own son. She was desperate, but not that desperate. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his rock-hard cock and started jacking him off. His prick responded lustily, bucking and throbbing in her fist.

"Oh, yeah, Mom," Jay groaned, "keep doing it!"

Dee bit back a sob of frustration as she pumped his cockmeat. His cock was thick, long and hard as steel. It would have felt fantastic sliding into her long-deprived cunt. She creamed steadily as she thought about how badly she wanted to fuck him. But she told herself it was wrong, terribly wrong, to have such thoughts about her own kid.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, that's great," Jay moaned.

His eyes were half closed, his teeth flashing in a lusty grimace. Dee couldn't help noticing how much he resembled his father. Rick had had that same sappy grin on his face when she played with his cock. And now Rick was back in town and had somehow found Jay. He'd lured Jay to his house and introduced him to that little slut, Tori.

Like a bad penny, her ex-husband had turned up again, bringing trouble.

Then maybe she was doing the right thing. If she gave Jay all the sex he needed at home, maybe he wouldn't go running to Tori and Rick. It was something to consider. But not tonight. She was too horny to think straight tonight. She needed to get her son off quickly, then get some sleep. Tomorrow her head would have cleared.

"Faster, Mom," Jay groaned, "I'm almost coming."

Dee tightened her grip slightly and pumped his cock faster, harder. It killed her to feel that hot hardness between her fingers and know that she could never feel it in her cunt. His prick was almost man-sized, almost as big as Rick's cock. She had a helpless flashback to her early married days, when it seemed she and Rick just couldn't stop fucking each other.

She could almost feel Rick's steel-stiff cock ramming her cunt and making her squeal with bliss. They'd make out two and even three times a day. It was no wonder she got pregnant so fast. They had hardly been married a year before Jay was born. But that was the end of her sex life, because. Rick cut out.

Just as she'd gotten to love and crave sex, it had been taken away from her. Almost moaning with need, she pumped her son's swollen prick faster and faster, making the boy groan and writhe with pleasure. She knew it wouldn't be long before his cock exploded delicious hot cream all over the place.

She'd better be prepared for that. There was a box of tissues on the bedside table. Dee was pretty sure that Jay didn't use them just to wipe his nose. She'd be sure to grab for one as he started corning, so she could catch all that spurting jism. And it looked as if she wouldn't have that much longer to wait. Jay's eyes were screwed shut in total bliss, his face red. We was groaning steadily.

"Ahhhh, shit, Mom," he gasped, "awwwwwwwww!"

Dee felt his cock lurch hard in her fist, and she knew it was time to grab for the tissue. But she didn't. Instead she dipped her head down till her lips were about an inch from the swollen purple head of his cock. She opened her mouth wide, just in time to catch the first blast of jism.

"Uhhhhh, yeah, aaagggghhhhh!" Jay yelled.

Dee caught every drop of his delicious come cream in her mouth. He had his eyes closed, he'd never know. She wouldn't have done it if there was a chance of him knowing. But she was starved for cock in every way. She just had to taste hot jism again. She held it in her mouth, savoring it, till Jay started to come down from his climax.

She swallowed the steaming load a second before he opened his eyes, then dropped his cock hastily. "There, honey," she said, "you oughta be able to sleep now."

"Just a second, Mom," Jay grinned, "aren't you forgetting something?"

He grabbed her wrist as she started to move away. "What is it, Jay?" she asked hoarsely.

"I don't think I've forgotten anything."

"Oh, yes, you have," he said, pulling her back on the bed. "You forgot the most important thing of all. I haven't gotten you off yet."

Dee blushed hard. "That won't be necessary, Jay," she said quickly. "I'll see you in the morning, and then we'll – ohhhhhhh."

As she was speaking, Jay had suddenly slipped his hand up her nightgown and found her cream-soaked slit. He began rubbing the puffed flesh with a stiff finger, and Dee had been stunned with pleasure. Helplessly she moaned, then creamed all over the boy's hand. Jay gave a knowing chuckle and pushed her down on her back.

"Look, Mom," he said, "don't tell me you're not horny, because I can feel it. You're all wet down there. Stop being so silly about it, and just let me get you off, okay?"

Dee nodded weakly. It was terribly wrong, but she knew she couldn't take the frustration a second longer. Blushing furiously, she let Jay push her nightgown up to her waist, exposing her lush golden cunt bush and the glistening creamy flesh of her pussy gash. He pushed her legs open, and she blushed even harder.

Jay folded back the blonde-furred lips of her pussy bush and exposed all the creamy, swollen flesh between her legs. He saw the steady trickle of cream coming from her small cuntal opening. His beautiful mother was horny, all right. Hornier than any other female he'd ever been with. For many years had she been bottling up her needs?

"Unnannhhhhh, God," Dee whimpered as he began stroking her slit.

He did something very elementary, running a stiff finger back and forth over the hooded lump of her clit, but she responded in ecstasy. Molten juice spurted from her cunt, soaking his finger. Jay knew now that his mother wasn't a frigid man-hater like he'd always thought. She urgently needed some loving. So why had she denied herself all these years?

He grasped her throbbing clit between his thumb and forefinger and started kneading it. Dee sobbed in ecstasy. Her eyes closed tightly and her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace. Her pussy seemed to flame with heat. Jay realized how urgently she needed his touch and how badly she needed to come. After all, it had been years since she'd had sex.

The boy shook his head wonderingly. Never in all their years together had his mom dated or taken a lover or had anything to do with a man. The few times he'd asked her about it, she'd said that one disappointment was enough. Of course she was talking about the way his dad had walked out on them when jay was a baby. Jay couldn't blame her for being bitter about that.

But she'd been punishing herself, not his dad. That was obvious now as she moaned and sobbed and writhed, to Jay's clit-play. This woman was way overdue for some loving. The thick cream oozed steadily from her cunt, soaking his fingers and running down the crack of her ass. She just couldn't stop that horny creaming.

"Oh, Jay, honey, I just have to come," she whimpered. "Please make me come before I go crazy."

"Sure, Mom, right away," Jay said adoringly.

He took his thick middle finger and started sliding it into her smoking little cunt. Dee began to sob. Her cunt sucked and tugged at his stiff finger, showing how famished she was for something hard in her cunt. She deluged his finger with molten cream as he shoved it into her as far as he could. She clawed at the bedspread and whimpered helplessly when he began to fingerfuck her in quick deep thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessss," Dee wailed, "do it to me, honey, don't stop."

"I won't stop, Mom," Jay promised hoarsely, "I'll get you off."

He couldn't imagine anybody going so many years without sex. But it excited him wildly to know how hot-blooded his beautiful mother really was. They were going to have some very exciting times together. Tonight was just for openers. If he was patient and careful, he could be the lover she'd been unconsciously craving.

"Faster, Jay," Dee gasped, "ooohhhhh, yessssss."

Dee knew how wantonly she was behaving, but she just couldn't control herself. She had to come or go crazy. Steadily she tightened her famished cunt around her son's pistoning finger and she felt herself rocketing towards the climax she craved. It exploded from her fiery cuntal depths and rocked her whole body.

"Ahhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" she screamed.

Jay shivered lustily as he felt her cunt going into violent spasms around his pumping finger. It gripped and released his finger in hard horny convulsions. He thought how great that action would feel around his cock. But it wasn't going to happen tonight. His mother had too many hangups to overcome yet.

"Ohhhhh, honey, waaaaahhhhhhh!" she sobbed.

Dee came and came. It was the most prolonged and delicious climax she'd had in years. That told her, more than anything, how badly she needed a normal sex life. Playing with herself just wasn't getting it. But, then, taking her own teenaged son as a lover wasn't the answer, either. The moment she finished coming, she blushed hard and wrenched herself off his impaling finger.

"Thank you, Jay," she said stiffly as she adjusted her nightgown and got off the bed. "As I said, we'll get some sleep and discuss all this tomorrow. I'm sure we'll be thinking much mere clearly then."

Jay figured he was thinking clearly now. He saw that he and his mother could do each other a really big favor. He was young and horny and he wanted all the sex he could get. His mother was starved for a man. The conclusion was obvious. They could get what they needed without even leaving the house. It was just a matter of getting Dee to come to her senses.