Chapter 1
Ellen Harden was going to fuck her teenage son. Her mind was made up, and there was no way she was going to change it back.
She'd thought about it off and on for the past six months. That's how long it had been since she'd had a big, hard cock driven up into her pussy.
Today she was so hot to get laid she wondered how she could stand it. It was her own fault in a way. She should have started dating as soon as she got her divorce. God knows there were enough men who were after her.
But there just wasn't anyone she was interested in. Except one ... her teenage son, Brent. How she adored him. He was so ruggedly built, he looked more like an adult than a teenager. And he was so good-looking. The crotch of her panties became moist whenever she looked at him.
She was looking at him now, this Saturday, and she was glad of the rain that was pouring down outside. It was a steady all-day rain and it kept her son inside . . . with her.
She could seduce him without any trouble at all. She was certain of that. He idolized her, worshipped her and would do anything to please her.
Why wouldn't he? She was only thirty-two and a hell of a good-looking woman. There wasn't a man in the whole neighborhood-the entire town, for that matter-who wouldn't jump at the chance to get his cock into her. She had sufficient proof of that. Each time she went shopping-in her halter and shorts-she saw how the men, and teenagers too, stared at her with throbbing bulges in the fronts of their pants.
She also noticed how the girls and some married women, gazed longingly at her son, and that bothered her. Ellen wanted him for herself. She wanted to be the one to give him his first fuck, if she wasn't already too late. If only she could get up the nerve to commit incest with him.
She sat on the couch talking to her son, while he sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor in front of her, clad only in his undershorts. She could make out through the thin cotton material, that her son had a magnificent-sized cock, and it was getting bigger and stiffer as he gazed up between her legs.
Ellen decided to give her young son a treat. She crossed her shapely legs in such a way that her son could get an even better view of what he was looking at. He could see all the way to the white crotch of her panties. She allowed him to enjoy the sight for quite some time, while she thrilled at seeing his cock inside his undershorts getting bigger and bigger. When the bulbous head of his shaft poked up past the waistband of the garment, Ellen had to stifle a gasp of excitement.
Giving him a loving smile, she uncrossed, then recrossed her legs, slowly, changing the view and making it more generous.
"Considering you're an inexperienced young man, darling, you really know how to admire a woman's thighs," she told him. His face flushed and he looked down. "Don't turn your head away, sweetheart. A woman enjoys being stared at by her favorite man. I do have rather nice thighs, don't I?"
"Uh-huh."
Slowly she pulled her dress up to her waist. Her son's eyes grew wider.
"Mrnmmmm, I feel so horny today. And you looking up my legs turns me on even more," said Ellen to her aroused son. "I wish I had a man, one just like you, who would fondle and kiss my naked body all over and then slip his hard cock up into my cunt for a long, hot fuck."
The boy swallowed.
"Have you fucked a girl yet, darling?"
Brent swallowed hard. "No. No, I haven't."
"You will, before long. You're so good-looking and the way you turn me on, I'm surprised some girl hasn't asked you to fuck her long before this."
"Wow! Would a girl do that?" Brent asked excitedly.
"You better believe she would," said Ellen. "I'd ask you myself, without any hesitation at all, if I weren't your mother. I almost wish right now that you weren't my son, so you could do it to me."
"Oh. Gosh!"
"You'll soon find out how good it feels," Ellen assured him. "You'll love it when you get to take a woman's bra and panties off, feel her tits and cunt, lick and suck them . . . then get on top of her and bury your cock in her cunt for a thrilling hard fuck. Have you ever thought of how good that would feel?"
"I ... uh, yes. Lots of times."
Ellen laughed softly. "At your age, you probably think of nothing else."
Her son grinned at her.
"When do you think of it the most?" Ellen asked.
"When . . . I'm with you, Mom."
"Darling, that's sweet. Do you really?"
"And when I'm in bed at night," her son added. "I think of how I'd like to be in your bed, with you . . . instead of alone in my room. I think about how it would feel to have your arms and legs wrapped around me, with my prick shoved into your pussy."
"My God!" Ellen gasped. "I had no idea I inspired such thoughts in my own son. It's understandable though, I guess. I certainly don't behave like a proper mother should, the way I walk around the house half naked, in front of you. You've probably seen more of my body than I realize."
Her son nodded and grinned. "Sure have, Mom."
"Oh? Have you been peeking?"
"I watch you getting undressed, whenever I get the chance."
"Do you get many chances?"
"Quite a few," said her son, grinning at her. "You leave your bedroom door open and I see you undressing to take a shower, or getting ready for bed."
"Hmmrnmm. That's quite often, isn't it?"
"Not as often as I'd like."
"I see ... "
"It sure makes me feel good, to see you without your clothes on," her son confessed. "It doesn't last long, though. I wish I could look at you for hours, when you're naked."
Ellen shook her head. "I don't know what's the matter with me today. This is no way for a mother to be talking to her son. It's even more shameful to feel this way about you. Of course, it's quite normal. If the truth were known, every mother wonders now and then, how it would feel to be fucked by her son. But she doesn't tell him about it."
"Til bet some of them do," said Brent. "You aren't the only one, I'm sure."
Ellen laughed. "You're a very clever young man."
Her hands cupped both her tits and massaged them gently. She had a puzzled frown on her face.
"What are you doing, Mom?" . "Oh, excuse me, darling. I'm just checking something. I should go upstairs to my bedroom to do this, instead of doing it right in front of you. But it will only take a minute."
She unzipped the back of her dress, shrugged it off her shoulders and let it drop around her waist. Off came her bra and she tossed it onto the couch beside her. Her son stared enraptured at her luscious bare tits. Each of her hands closed onto a tit and examined it.
"Whenever I feel sexy, the way you have me feeling right now," said Ellen, "I get this strange feeling in my tits."
Her flush of excitement could have been mistaken for a blush of shyness as Ellen fondled her bare tits in front of her aroused teenage son. He stared intently at her areolas and nipples, and the beautiful, firm, round globes on which they perched so enticingly.
"Now then, let's see what we can find here," she said, her voice sounding quite serious as she played with her tits. The nipples quickly stiffened, causing them to jut straight out, in much the same way her son's cock was trying to thrust out of his undershorts.
Ellen continued her examination for several moments, a puzzled frown on her face.
"I just can't feel any difference," she said at last. "I wonder if there's anything wrong with my sense of touch?"
"What is it, Mom?"
"I'm sure my right tit is different from my left," she said."Maybe it's me. Darling, would you give me a hand please? Two hands, in fact. Will you feel my tits and tell me if you notice any difference?"
Her son made a strangled sound and had to make two tries to get up on his knees. Ellen opened her legs and he moved in close to her, kneeling between them. She had to guide her son's hands and then he was breathing heavily. His throbbing prick pushed up higher past the waistband of his undershorts, as he fondled her lovely tits.
Following her request, the boy's hands were busy with both her tits. He tested the nipples between thumb and finger, then caressed and gently squeezed her tits until he feared he would shoot his load all over the place.
"You don't feel any difference, darling?" Ellen asked.
"N . . . no."
She saw the look of concern on her son's face and she gave him a loving smile.
"Don't look so worried, darling. I just felt horny and wanted you to play with my tits," Ellen said and giggled as her son stared at her. 'Til let you in on a little secret of mine, dear. I've often wanted you to play with my tits, especially all of those times I saw you peeking in my bedroom door, watching me get undressed."
"You-you knew about that, all along?"
"Why do you think I left my bedroom door open?"
"You . . . never said anything."
"It was fun having you watch me. Just like it was fun having you play with my tits just now. Did you en-joy feeling them?"
"Did I ever!"
Ellen glanced down at the three inches of cock sticking up past the waistband of his undershorts. "Push your undershorts down dear, before you strangle the poor thing. You have a beautiful, big, hard prick and I don't want anything to happen to it." The boy shoved his undershorts down to his knees and Ellen gasped. Not only did he have a good-sized cock, but the sight of his large balls sent a thrill right through her.
"God . . . you're a horny woman's dream." When he straightened up on his knees, Ellen slid her ass out to the edge of the couch, so that her pussy was pressed up against his upright cock. She wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles behind him and pressing him tightly to her. Her arms entwined about his neck, her fingers running through his hair.
"Now pretend that I'm your best girl and give me lots of kisses," she said in a hoarse whisper.
"You are my best girl, Mom. I love you!"
After their third long, hot, urgent kiss, Ellen showed her son a new technique. Her tongue darted into his mouth. It took him by surprise, but the boy caught on quickly and his tongue rolled around hers.
"Did you like that?" she asked.
"Yes!" he replied, breathing heavily.
"That was a French kiss. You kiss a girl that way when you want to get her hot."
"I ... want to get you hot, Mom."
"Hmmmm, you get me any hotter than I already am, and I'll forget that I'm your mother."
This time it was her son's tongue that shot into her mouth.
"Oh . . . darling," she said after several kisses. "Your big, hard prick is rubbing against my pussy. Does it feel as good to you, as it does to me?"
"It feels great," her son gasped. "I just wish your panties were off."
Ellen sighed happily. "If you keep doing these naughty things to me, they might come off sooner than you expect."
Her lewd suggestion struck him full force. He kissed her with a vengeance.
Finally, she cupped his face with both her hands and looked at him with a warm, loving smile.
"You're a very naughty boy today. You've got me so worked up, I*m letting you go further than I intended to ... Would you like to kiss my tits and suck on the nipples?"
For a reply, his face dived into one of her tits. During the first moment, Ellen felt sure he was going to swallow her entire tit, except that Ellen's tit could never be swallowed in one mouthful. Her son caressed them lovingly with his lips and his tongue. He proved to be an excellent student as his mother taught him how to suck her tits and lick and suck her nipples.
Suddenly a shudder went through her body and she stiffened.
"Oh! Darling . ... You're making your mother . . . come!"
Then there were no more words, only a sensation of wild ecstasy as, for the first time in her life, Ellen climaxed with her son sucking on her tits and his bone-solid prick rubbing against her pantie-covered cunt. Her son held her with his strong arms wrapped around her, until the spasms finally ceased and she sighed in blissful contentment and wonderful warmth.
"How do I rate such a wonderful son?" she said, smiling at him.
"Mom..."
"This is a very strange way for a mother to behave with her son," Ellen said to him. "Most people would say it was obscene. I'm trusting you to keep everything we've said and done today, an absolute secret, darling. Just one word of this to anyone and I could be in serious trouble. Society takes a dim view of a mother showing her son what I've been showing you. It wouldn't at all like the way we've been behaving with each other. Do I have your word?"
"Oh, yes, Mom. I swear I'll never breathe a word of it to anyone."
"Good. Now I happen to know that some men get a real kick out of helping a woman to dress. Would you like to help me on with my bra and dress?"
For a moment her son wasn't happy about her putting her clothes back on. He had expected her to take them off. But the prospect of helping her to dress had its compensations. He put her bra on for her, fitting it into place over her full, round tits and fastened it at the back. He helped her get into her dress, then zipped it up the back.
"You're such a dear," she said. "Now I'd like you to do me one more favor."
"Anything, Mom."
"Let's go upstairs, to my bedroom . . ."
When they entered her room, Ellen took a squeeze bottle of lotion off the dresser and handed it to her son.
"Would you be a dear and rub this lotion all over my ass for me? I do it every day. It's good for my complexion back there, but it'll be more fun if you do it for me."
"You mean rub it on your bare ass?"
"Of course, dear," she said with a grin as she bunched her dress up around her waist. "It wouldn't do any good if you rubbed it on my panties, would it?"
Then she got on the bed on her stomach and her son stared at the beauty of her ass and her thighs.
"Are you looking at the crack of my ass through my panties?" Ellen asked her son.
"Y-yes!"
"Shame on you. Why are you doing that?"
Her son laughed. "Because I want to. And you knew I would."
"Did I?" said Ellen with a little giggle.
As her son reached for her panties, she raised her hips a little to help, then the flimsy piece of material was down past her knees and he feasted his eyes on her bare ass.
"Hmmmm, you took my panties down so smoothly, I'm inclined to think you've been practicing on the girls around here. Have you?"
He assured her this was the first time and Ellen laughed. "I have a feeling that after today, you're going to get a lot of practice, taking mine down."
"Oh, Mom. Wow!"
"Pour the lotion in your hand, darling. Then use both your hands to rub it all over my ass. Don't be timid, dear. I know I'll love having my ass massaged by you."
Her son's trembling hands gave him trouble, but he managed and he was breathing hard with arousal as he massaged the firm, smooth globes of her ass. He felt certain at that moment that heaven was his mother's bedroom. Ellen didn't mind that the massage took a long time.
"I think that's enough for now," she said finally. "Did you enjoy feeling my ass, darling?"
"Oh, boy! I sure did. It's the most exciting thing I ever did. Next to sucking your tits, that is."
"I'm glad, sweetheart. Now give me a nice kiss back there, on both cheeks. I just love the idea of you kissing my hot ass."
Eagerly her sob did so, but he didn't stop with just one kiss on each cheek. He covered her entire ass with kisses and that made Ellen very happy. She got an added thrill when he ran his tongue along the crack of her ass and gave her pussy a quick feel.
"Oh, Brent, darling," Ellen said happily. "I love the way you kiss my ass. Now tell me, would you like to give me a gentle spanking? Just to find out how it feels to spank a bare ass?"
"Sure. If you want me to."
"Not hard. Just gentle love pats."
"Don't worry, Mom. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."
"You're sweet. Go ahead, just hard enough to make my ass feel warm and tingly."
Her son went to work on her ass and it was a labor of love. His hand came down again and again in spanking movements. Each time his hand connected with her ass, he left it there a moment, getting himself a sneaky feel. The sound of the slaps and the feel of his hand on her ass, caused a tremor of passion to ripple through Ellen's body. When she had about a dozen on each cheek, she told her son that was enough.
"Would you like to kiss it some more now, darling?" she asked.
His reply was muffled for he quickly had his face pressed onto her ass. Ellen laughed and let him give her as many kisses as he wanted to. Then she let out a little yelp when he ran his tongue up the crack of her ass.
"You cheated," she chided him later, "I didn't say you could lick it, too."
"Sue me," her son challenged, grinning at her.
"Pull my panties up now, will you, darling?"
Reluctantly he pulled her panties back into place. His hand stole another quick feel before he took it away and Ellen got off the bed. Her eyes were shining and she smiled at her son with a look of love and affection. Instead of smoothing her dress down, she unzipped it down the back and took it off. She could tell by the look in her son's eyes he appreciated seeing his mother in just her bra and panties.
"You have a very nice cock, darling," she told him and her son almost jumped as her hand closed around the thick, solid, upright" shaft. "I know several women, friends of mine with husbands, who would like to feel this moving up into their cunts. They'd open their legs and even help you put it in. Would you believe that my dearest friend Sally Blake, told me right to my face that she'd like to go to bed with you? Her with a husband and three teenage daughters. I was so jealous when she told me that."
"Would . . . would you, Mom?"
"Would I what, dear?"
"Go to bed with me?"
"Well. . . would you be a good boy and go right to sleep?"
"No! I'd fuck you! All night long!"
"Brent! What a way to talk to your mother!" said Ellen, sounding shocked. But she wasn't shocked enough to take her hand away from her son's bone-hard cock. "Darling, I'd just love to get fucked by this beautiful, big, hard prick, but I'm your mother. We've had fun together, doing what we did, but we mustn't let it get out of hand."
"I'll never tell anyone, Mom . . . if you'll let me."
"Hmmmrnm . . . You promise?"
"Oh, Mom, yes! I promise! I promise! I promise!"
"Well ... let me think about it a little, first."
"While you're thinking about it, could I take your panties down again?" her son asked candidly. "I really love to do that."
Ellen laughed. "I'll bet you do. I believe you're as sexy as I am. How would you like to hug and kiss me ... and give my ass a good feel?"
Without waiting for a reply, she pulled her naked son to her and felt his erect cock throbbing as they pressed together. While they kissed, she was aware of his hands on the cheeks of her ass, feeling her through her thin panties and pulling her more tightly against him.
"Mmmmmmm . . . "You're giving me a nice case of hot panties, you bad boy."
"They do feel nice and warm, Mom."
"I don't mean there, darling. When a woman has hot parities, it's her crotch that feels the heat, right where her panties covers her cunt."
"Oh."
"Would you like to feel my hot panties?"
Ellen backed away a little, to lean against the edge of the dressing table.
"Oh, I sure would," said her son.
She parted her shapely legs and her son slipped an eager hand onto her hot crotch.
"Can you feel my warm cunt through my panties, darling?"
"Mmmmmm . . . yes. It's so soft and warm, Mom," he told her, his hand caressing it gently. "It's so nice."
"Cunts, are nice, sweetheart. If you treat them right."
"What do you mean by right, Mom?"
"Well . . . a cunt likes to be caressed gently, like you're doing to mine. Then it likes to be kissed, licked and sucked. When those things are done expertly, like you did them to my tits, there isn't a cunt that can resist opening up to let a big, hard prick like yours in for a nice, long fuck."
"Oh, Mom! I want to be nice to your cunt. Will you let me?"
"I'm not sure I should, darling. But I'll tell you what. While I'm thinking about it, Til let you take off my bra and let you fondle, kiss, lick and suck my tits again. Would you like that?"
"Oh, wow!"
Ellen tossed her bra aside as her eager son reached for her twin beauties. He fondled them lovingly, his mouth went onto one and then the other. Ellen couldn't teach him a thing now. He had already learned his previous lesson well. All she could do was moan and murmur to him about what a good tit man he was.
There was one thing she could do, and she quickly did it. She grasped his upright cock again and played with it. As her son's tit sucking continued, she guided his hand back onto her crotch and the boy grabbed himself a handful of pussy. He sucked hungrily on a tit, while he rubbed her cunt through a thin film of nylon.
"Oh, Brent, darling!" Ellen gasped. "I can't hold out on you any longer. I'm going to have to let you do nice things to my cunt."
"Oh, Mom! Yes. I want to!"
"I must caution you again though, dear. You must never breathe a word of this to anyone. God, can you imagine what would happen, if anyone learned that I let my teenage son put his mouth on my pussy?"
"I sure can. Don't worry, Mom."
"It would be very difficult for you, too, darling, if your friends at school and their parents, found out that you kissed, licked and sucked you mothers cunt."
"I know. They won't ever find out from me, Mom."
Ellen smiled at him. "Then we haven't a thing to worry about, because I'd certainly not going to tell anyone."
"Okay, Mom, let's do it!"
"Very well, darling. Kneel down in front of me and pull my panties down."
On his knees, her son slowly eased her panties down from around her hips and ass. He gazed entranced at her hair-covered pussy mound and tried to see into her crotch as he pulled her panties all the way down. Ellen stepped out of them and flicked them aside with her toe.
"Squat right down, darling. I'm going to show you my cunt that, thanks to you, is so hot and moist right now."
He did so eagerly, resting his ass on his heels. Ellen moved her feet wide apart as she moved in close to . his face, allowing her son to stare right up into her open pussy.
"There it is, sweetheart. Do you like my cunt?"
"Oh, yes, Mom. It's pretty. But ... I thought there would be a hole."
"There's a slit, darling. It looks small, but your big, stiff prick can easily spread it wide open and turn it into a circle, the kind of hole you were expecting. Watch now, sweetheart. I'll let you see my slit and the inside of my cunt."
Her son watched her delicate fingers move into her cunt as she smiled down at him. Her fingers parted the soft, pink lips and he stared excitedly at the shiny, moist pussy.
"This is where your cock will go in," Ellen told her son and demonstrated with her finger. "Your cock will slide back and forth in here when you fuck me. -Would you like to fuck me, darling?"
"Wow! I want that more than anything!"
"Then get onto the bed with me. Before my cunt gets fucked, you have to prepare it so that your big, solid prick won't hurt it. I'm going to let you kiss, lick and suck my cunt, to get it ready for your prick to go in there. Then you can get on top of me and fuck me. It'll be the biggest thrill of your young life, when your stiff cock is buried in my cunt and you're shooting your cream into me."
Mother and son got onto the bed together and Ellen lay with her legs apart for her excited son. He was a little hesitant at first, but she soon got his face onto her pussy and she felt his tongue lightly touching her pussy lips.
"Don't be timid, darling. Once yOu acquire a taste for eating pussy, you'll have your head between the legs of every girl in this neighborhood."
Her son gave a few tentative licks, then realized it was very pleasant and thrilling. He began to kiss, lick and suck like he was trying to devour his mother's cunt, while his hands felt all over her tits, thighs, hips and tummy.
Ellen sighed contentedly. Her son ate pussy very nicely for his first time at it.
"Ohhhhhh . . . that's so nice, sweetheart. You have a natural talent for licking a woman's cunt. When word gets around that you're so good at it, you'll have every girl in school chasing after you. And some of their mothers, too."
Her son licked her pussy even more diligently, to show his appreciation for her kind words.
She held her son's head in both her hands, her fingers tangling in his blonde hair. "Keep licking my clit like that, dear, and I'll have a nice big orgasm. Then you can fuck me. Lick, darling . . .Oh! Ahhh! Oh, yes! Lick me!"
Her son appeared more than delighted to give her what she wanted. The thrill of having his face in her wet cunt was a fulfillment of Ellen's wildest dreams. She could tell that the taste of her soft, wet cunt was pleasing to her son. He wallowed in it and went on sucking and licking.
Moments later, she tightened her legs around his head. His ears got a pleasant massage from her satiny inner thighs, as she bounced her wildly churning ass up and down on the mattress.
"Ahh! Ohh! Oh, Brent! Darling! Ah!"