Chapter 5
In Rod's bedroom Darlene's son quieted down somewhat, at least his outward manifestations of fear were subdued. He stopped shaking a bit and seemed resigned to his fate, seemed willing to do anything and everything his mother expected of him. His willingness to fall under her spell of seduction excited Darlene powerfully. She smiled down on the still-nervous boy as he sat on the edge of his bed, looking up at her hopefully, his dick throbbing naked between his long athletic young legs. He looked so defenseless and young sitting there that her heart melted. Perhaps she was going at her seduction of her son too fast after all. Perhaps she should have waited before barging in on him in the shower so blatantly, before showing her hand in this dangerous and lusty game of incestuous love and sex. But it had happened. In spite of her natural fears it had happened, and there was no turning back now, not for her and not for the boy she so desperately needed. She could only do her best to make the coming experience a pleasant one for the boy and hope that he could understand that she had no desire to hurt or confuse him.
"Do you feel better now, Rod? Do you feel more comfortable? You're still wet from your shower, darling. Let me dry you off a little," she said in a quiet motherly way, taking a towel from his dresser and rubbing it up and down his damp legs.
The hot-assed mother was on her knees before her fourteen-year-old son, drying him lovingly in a way that she hadn't attended to him in years. His body radiated through the towel. She avoided his cock and balls in deference to his excited and still nervous state.
"Here, darling, why don't you dry your cock and balls?" she said, emphasizing her last two words, thrilling to their sound on her lips.
Darlene watched her son swallow nervously and take the towel from her, rubbing it against his balls, turning sideways on the edge of the bed as he did so, trying to hide his genitals from his beautiful mother. She was excited and a bit tickled by his attempts to hide himself. He even draped the towel over his long hard dick in an attempt to conceal his youthful erection. When he had finished drying himself he left the towel over his lap. Darlene reached out and took the towel off the boy's lap, leaving him defenselessly exposed again.
"No need to hide that thing, Rod darling, not after what I watched you doing in the shower," she purred, throwing the towel behind her.
She watched a blush spread over the boy's handsome face.
"You shouldn't be embarrassed about your cock, Rod. It's a beautiful thing to a woman, even to a mother. Don't you know that?" she smiled.
The boy shook his head negatively, staring between his legs at his mother's soft and lovely hand as it reached out toward his aching dick.
"It's so hard and big!" she smiled, letting her long fingers brush ever-so-gently against the shaft of her son's dick. "Your father had a big cock, too, you know. But he was too rough with it, much too rough. He hurt me with it all the time. I don't suppose you would hurt a girl with yours, would you?" she said.
"Gosh no, Mom! I wouldn't hurt anybody!" the boy said, his voice as dry as paper.
"I know you wouldn't, Rod. But your dick is so long and thick! Has anyone ever touched you there?" she asked, still letting her fingernails scrape against the hairless shaft of the boy's penis.
"Heck no, Mom!" he admitted, shaking his tousled head and letting his eyes fall ashamedly.
"No girl has ever touched you there?" she said, her eyes glittering with hot lust. "Then I'll be the first."
"Mom! Oh damn! What're you doin'?!" the boy gasped when his mother's hand suddenly wrapped around his aching erection.
Young Rod jumped back involuntarily when his mother grabbed his dick. He had never felt anything like that before. Her hand was so warm and soft on his rod. And she was his own mother! He felt dizzy with emotion and shock. He knew what would happen if she kept touching him there.
"Don't, Mom! C'mon! Don't touch me like that! Please, Mom!" he begged.
"Doesn't it feel good?" she asked, her lips in a mock pout.
"But it's gonna shoot! I know it's gonna do what it always does when it feels like that!" the boy pleaded, unable to take his eyes off his mother's hand.
Rod always moved his hand up and down on his hard-on to make it shoot into the air or into a handkerchief. But he was afraid now that his balls would shoot their wad into his mother's hand even if she didn't move it at all. He couldn't let that happen! Did she know what would happen? He supposed she did. But why was she doing that to him? Could it be that she wanted him to do that in her hand? His mind reeled.
"You're terribly tense, Rod!" Darlene said concernedly. "Why don't I just massage this nice big thing for you and make you relax a bit?"
"Aw, Mom, you can't! You can't do that! I'll make a mess all over you! I know what'll happen! It always happens! That sticky stuff'll come out and fly all over the place!" the boy pleaded, his eyes darting wildly between his mother's pretty face and the hard rod of his cock.
"We'll worry about that later, Rod. You need some relaxation. Your penis is much too stiff. We'll make it nice and soft again. Then we can talk about sex. It's time someone taught you a few things. In fact, darling, we might as well skip the talking and let me show you a few things you need to know. You might as well learn from your mother, Rod. You can trust me. Just be gentle with me, not like Sam was," she said, beginning to move her hand up and down over her son's rigid cock.
Darlene enjoyed the way her son's body grew suddenly tense with the supreme pleasure she was bringing him. By the time she had stroked his hard cock up and down a few times the boy was hardly sitting on the bed any more, his weight being supported by the tense young muscles of his legs. Darlene stared down at the bulging head of her son's hard-on. Waves of passion swept over her, waves of lust driven by a sense of the taboo of her act. She was staring at her own son's erect penis, staring at it and hungering for it! Her heart raced wildly in her breast. Her pussy was wet and seething with excitement. She had to taste her young boy's hard-on, had to feel the thing jerking in her mouth, had to see the expression on his young face when she sucked his cockhead for him. He was so innocent, so totally ignorant of the joys of fucking. She had to have him, had to be the first woman to taste his boy's sperm.
"I see you like my hand on your dick, darling. I thing you'll like this even more. Girls just love the taste of boys' cocks. They're so hard and hot and tasty!" Darlene cooed, licking Rod's dripping penis with the very tip of her eager tongue.
She watched Rod's blue eyes bug when she touched the tip of her tongue to his cockhead. She heard him moan deep in his throat. He closed his eyes and abandoned himself to her manipulations just as she had abandoned herself to her own blazing lust.
"Oh, Mom! Mom!" the nervous boy moaned as she lapped at his salty dick.
"My, but your penis is juicy! Delicious!" Darlene gurgled as she engulfed the boy's dick-head.
Rod grunted when she plunged down over his dick, grunted in the body-wracking tension she inspired in his young nuts. He knew that his balls were going to explode in a second or two.
Darlene knew too that her son couldn't hold out much longer. She was surprised that he had been able to keep his young seed in his nuts as long as he had. She wanted him to shoot her face full of sperm immediately. She began licking his bulging boy's cockhead inside her mouth, running her tongue around over the flange of it the way she had done with the boy's daddy's dick years before. She felt the lips of his dick-head pouring little rivulets of pre-seminal fluid down her throat, making the inside of her mouth salty and slippery, making his dick-head slip and slide against her inner cheeks.
She began sucking wildly at his dick. She looked up and saw that he was shaking his tousled head back and forth. The cords of his long young neck were standing out. All his muscles were tense and clearly visible beneath his smooth, healthy pink skin. His boyishly handsome face was twisted into a look of pleasure and pain. He began bouncing up and down on the bed, forcing his young hard-on deep into his mother's throat. Darlene would have been turned off by such face-fucking had Sam done it to her in his rough and careless way. But she recognized her son's eagerness as mere youthful enthusiasm rather than a lack of respect on his part and his nervous movements excited her wildly.
Darlene suddenly felt her son's fourteen-year-old dick stiffen and swell to even greater proportions in her sucking mouth. She knew what was about to happen and she began swallowing even before the heavy load of young boy's sperm shot down her eager throat. When it came it came in what seemed like gallons. She almost strangled on the volume of cum Rod's cock poured into her. She grabbed his balls and squeezed hard on his tender organs just as the first shot of the stuff blasted against her tonsils. She kneaded her son's testicles as if to milk the last drop from them. She gurgled deep in her throat as she tried to swallow his sperm. With each shot the boy cried out in pleasure-pain as his cock erupted, cried out unintelligible sounds that filled his mother with passion.
"Mom, I ... I'm sorry! Jesus Christ, Mom! I didn't mean it! I didn't mean to do that! I really didn't!" Rod gasped, his eyes tightly closed, afraid of what she might do or say, not really understanding what had just happened between himself and his lovely mother.
Darlene sucked-Rod's prick until she had drained the last drop of sperm from his balls, satisfying her thirst for his cock-juice, at least temporarily, but leaving her twat seething with passion. She pulled her face from his bulging dick-head with an audible plop and smiled up at him. His stillerect rod bounced up and slapped against his groin.
"Look at me, darling. Open your eyes and look at me," she said softly, her hands on the boy's knees. "See, sweetheart, I'm smiling."
The boy looked down at his mother's incredibly beautiful face, afraid at first even to open his eyes after what had just happened. Sperm was dripping from the corners of her cheeks. And she really was smiling. Perhaps she hadn't minded his unavoidable ejaculation after all.
"You mustn't worry about little things like that, dear. I was just trying to make you feel better. Your dick was so hard! But I don't think it's any softer even now. Look at it! Just look at that thing! It's just as hard as ever! I hope it isn't bothering you too much," she cooed, licking her lips, feeling incredibly lascivious.
Darlene stood up and took the trembling boy in her arms, comforting him in his terrible confusion.
She whispered sweetly in his ear various reassuring remarks until he seemed relaxed enough to accept the other womanly treasures she felt powerfully moved to offer him. Rubbing his naked back she kissed his ear gently.
"Have you ever seen a girl's cunt, Rod darling?" the boy's horny mother whispered sweetly.
The boy could manage only a weak shake of his tousled head. He felt her big beautiful breasts crushed up against his chest, felt the warmth of her mammaries radiating through the material of her bra. She was so close to him, closer than she had ever been it seemed. She had held him in her arms before, but never like this. And now she was asking him if he had ever seen a girl's cunt. He still found it hard to believe that she would talk that way, even after what she had done to his cock. She hadn't ever even said damn in his presence, and now she was using bad words and doing things to him that he hadn't even dreamed of, except in his wet dreams, and even then it hadn't been his mother who had done those things to him.
"Would you like to look at my cunt, darling?" Darlene whispered, thrilling to her own lasciviousness, thrilling to the taste of her obscene words on her lovely wet lips. "Would you like to examine your mother's cunt, little man?"
"Gosh, Mom, I can't do that! Can I?" the boy struggled.
"Of course you can, darling. I want you to see my cunt. You might just as well learn the things you need to know about fucking from your mother. Isn't that right? At least you know that I won't do anything to hurt you. Sex can be terribly painful the first time, Rod. I don't mean painful physically. I mean that sex can be emotionally painful, Rod. Exposing yourself that way I mean, exposing yourself so completely, body and soul. That can be terribly painful and confusing to a young boy, darling. I think I can make it less painful for you. Will you let me try?" she said, moved by the closeness of her young son and his defenselessness, moved by his innocence, moved by his willingness to abandon himself to her motherly caresses.
Darlene could tell by the way the boy wrapped his slender arms around her that he was willing to submit herself to her tutelage. She put her warm and gentle hands on the boy's broad shoulders and pushed him gently until he sat on the edge of the bed again. He looked at her with wide eyes that shone with youthful excitement and she knew that she had him where she had to have him, knew that she had him in her net, knew that her son would be her youthful lover, and the knowledge made her seethe with hot lust.
The horny mother stood back and pushed her panties down until the curly nest of her brown downy love hair showed. She smiled at her son, whose eyes tried to avoid staring at her treasure as it came slowly into view for the first time. Darlene was thrilled by his natural reluctance to let his hungry eyes feast between her legs. She knew that her fourteen-year-old lover and son still wondered if all of it was a dream.
"Would you like to take my panties off for me, son?" she asked in a low and irresistible voice. "It's all right, darling. I want you to see my cunt."
She reached out and took the boy's trembling hands, guiding his fingers to the waistband of her panties. She felt his fingers sneak inside the garment ever so slowly. Rod was still avoiding her eyes and the patch of lovely hair that was coming more and more into view. She felt her filmy garment being eased down over her pubic area slowly at first then faster as more and more of her twat became exposed to the hungry-eyed young lad. In a flash her panties were down to her knees, jerked down suddenly, as if her son couldn't control himself no longer, as if he had suddenly been filled with the desire to see the treasure his mother was so lewdly offering him. Darlene heard the boy's sharp intake of breath when he beheld her downy love-nest for the first time since he had emerged from it. She put her finger to her lips cautiously.
"Quiet, Rod," she whispered. "Micky and Bobby are just down the hall. You'll wake them. They're much too young for these lessons."
She pushed her garment down to her feet and stepped lightly out of it, draping it over the boy's naked leg. He stared at the slightly damp garment, not knowing what to think of his mother's sudden lasciviousness. Darlene wanted to be naked before her young boy, wanted to expose her naked womanly charms to the boy, wanted to intoxicate him with her fragrance, wanted to inspire him to dizzying heights of passion with her lusty feminine treasures. She reached behind her and quickly unfastened her bulging bra, holding the cups against her incredibly beautiful knockers and bending close to her son, the straps of her bra hanging at her sides.
"Take my bra off, Rod. Don't be afraid," she whispered. "I want you to see my tits too. It's an important part of your sexual education."
The boy reached out with trembling hands and took the dangling straps off his mother's black lace bra. When she took her hands away from her bra cups her melons burst obscenely in view, leaving her son holding her garment and staring bug-eyed into her massive knockers.
"Do you like them, darling? Do you like your mother's breasts? Would you like to touch them?" she asked, cupping her yielding bosoms in her hands and offering them to her hard-dicked young son.
"Gosh, Mom, I can't do that! I can't touch my mother's tits ... I mean breasts! I can't do that, Mom! You always said it was dirty to stare at a woman's breasts! Do you really mean it, Mom? Do you really want me to touch you there?!" the boy asked, his voice shaking, his hands moving toward her breasts as if drawn there by a fleshy magnet.
"Yes!" Darlene said, her voice now betraying the hot lust that seethed within her. "Touch my fucking tits, Rod! I want you! I want you to feel my tits! I want you to squeeze them! Yessssssss! Feel my tits, darling!" she hissed.
She cried out softly when her son buried his handsome young face in her cleavage, grasping her bulging knockers with his hands at the same time, grabbing big fleshy handfuls of hot fragrant tit. Darlene felt her nipples stiffening in the excitement. She felt her creamy flesh rubbing up against the boy's smooth cheeks. She felt as if her breasts were engulfing the kid, drowning him in a sea of warm yielding flesh. Her nipples tingled, came alive as never before. Indeed her entire body seemed to come alive as never before. She was suddenly conscious as never before of her sexual parts. It was as if young Rod's innocent embrace had brought to life within her a new kind of passion, one that lurked inside many women but which had always been suppressed, a passion for incestuous love and sex, a passion that burned within her now like a raging conflagration.
"Suck my nipples, Rod! Suck my tits like you did when you were a baby! Lick my tits like a baby! Suck me!" she cried, knowing that she was losing control of herself but unable to resist the surges of passion that raced around inside her.
Darlene felt the boy's wet lips fastening around her erect nipples, felt the steady pressure as he began sucking just as he had been told. She knew that her son was enjoying himself as he sucked and squeezed her golden bosoms. He moaned and groaned as she let him suck like a baby on the very breasts that had once nourished him. Her pussy was unbearably excited now, running with little shocks of sexual electricity.
"Feel my cunt too, Rod! Just put your hand between my legs!" she cried, reaching down and pulling her son's hand away from her breast and guiding it between her long, satin-soft legs. "See how hot my cunt is, Rod? See how hot you make my cunt?"
"Me? ME?" the boy gasped, looking up from the crevice of her perfumed breasts, his eyes glittering with uncontrollable young lust.
"Yes, Rod! You're making my cunt hot! I want you! I'm going to teach you all about fucking, hot fucking, darling! I want you to fuck me! Do you understand? I want you to stick your nice dick up my twat and fuck the shit out of me! I want my son's cock in my goddamn cunt!" the hot-assed woman hissed, shivering with excitement.
Rod had never seen anyone looking like his mother looked. She was like the women who had appeared before him in his dreams, like the women who sucked his dick in his dreams and made his cock shoot all that cum into his sheets, like the women who rubbed his hard prick for him and made them shoot into their soft warm hands, like the women who spread their legs and showed them the part of a woman all the guys always talked about but none had ever seen. But this wasn't a dream and the woman was his own mother! He almost shot his wad into the air just feeling his mother's hot wet snatch. He had no idea what to do now that his fingers were against the quivering flesh of her cunt. It was too much for his young mind to comprehend. Guys just weren't supposed to do that to their mothers! And yet he couldn't deny that it felt awfully good.
"I want you to see my twat, Rod! Sit on the floor and lean against the bed! That's right!" she said as her son slid off the edge of the bed and fell to the floor, his stiff young penis jutting straight up from his lap, dripping with pre-cum and dying to shoot another load of cum. "Haven't you always wanted to see woman's cunt? Haven't you and your friends talked about cunts and what they look like? Wouldn't you just love to see mine? Wouldn't you just love to look at your mother's cunt? I'll bet none of your little friends have done anything like that! Doesn't it make you excited? Doesn't it make your dick stiff and long? Look at my cunt! Look at your mother's goddamn cunt!" the lovely woman said, overcome by passion, moving closer and closer to the boy until her cunt-nest was only an inch or two away from his face.
"Oh goddamn, Mom! Oh, Mom!" the boy gasped, his heart racing wildly, unable to find words to express his confusing mingling of shame, embarrassment, fear, excitement, and intense sexual pleasure.
Darlene felt the boy's nose in her soft nest of pubic hair. She gyrated her full hips slightly, grinding her pubic mound against her son's face. She heard him softly moaning in the depths of his incredibly confusing excitement. He resisted her onslaught at first, trying to move his face away from her warm and fragrant cunt. But in a moment or two, the fourteen-year-old boy was enjoying his thirty-five-year-old mother's twat as he had never enjoyed anything else. When she knew that she had made him her slave and willing young lover by the sheer power of her seductiveness, she backed away from him and let his eyes rove over her naked cunt.
Feeling wicked in the extreme, Darlene bent backwards and thrust out her naked pelvis, offering the young boy a view of her incredibly beautiful cunt that he couldn't ignore. Darlene was trembling with excitement, knowing how her exposed pussy was making her son's eager eyes grow wide, knowing how her obscene display was making the kid's hard young dick jerk between his hairless legs. The boy's horny mother reached down and spread open the trembling lips of her steaming cunt, opening herself lewdly for the boy, exposing the rosy inner lips of her tasty pussy.
She could imagine how the boy felt gazing into his mother's naked cunt, at least she thought she could imagine it. She spread her twat open even farther, slowly manipulating the wet lips of her sex, making her organ burn and tingle with uncontrollable passion. The free-flowing juices of her cunt covered her long and delicate fingers with musky moisture. She stuck a finger deep inside her creamy channel, rubbing it against the inner folds of her sex, driving herself and her boy wild. The musky juices of her cunt made little sucking sounds as she inserted another finger and then another and another until most of her hand was buried inside her, stretching her cunt. She knew that her son was drinking in the sight thirstily, wishing that he could touch her there.
With an audible slurp she pulled her hand from her cunt and smiled down at her son. She took her juicy fingers and held them to his lips.
"Taste me, darling. Taste your mother's juices! Lick my fingers!" she said, excited wickedly by her obscene request.
Her son obeyed, unable now to do otherwise. His tongue went to his mother's fingertips, flicking over them gently, catching a bit of her free-flowing fluids.
"Wouldn't you like to taste my cunt, Rod? It's all right. Just tickle me with your tongue. Here, darling, I'll move a little closer," the lovely wanton smiled at her innocent young son.
Darlene approached her son until her seething cunt was against his lips. He threw his tousled head back and rested it against the mattress. He was looking up through her love-hair from below now, unable to see her sex due to its close proximity. She felt his trembling lips against her twat and shivered with tension.
"Kiss my cunt, Rod!" Darlene said. "Yessssssss! That's so lovely! Do it again! Oh yesssssss! I love it, darling. I want you to keep kissing my pussy until I tell you to stop. I don't care if you are my own son! Your lips feel too good to resist, Rod! I want you! Kiss my cunt!" she cried.
Darlene felt her boy's wet lips fluttering all over the rosy gash of her steamy twat. She was still for a minute or two, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling of her son's passionate kisses against the rubbery lips of her cunt. As her passion increased, however, so did her physical movements. Before long the hot-assed mother was gyrating her steamy sex against the boy's face, forcing him to rub his nose and cheeks against her private place.
"Lick me! Stick out your tongue and lick my pussy, Rod! Lick my fucking cunt! Lick mother's pussy like a good boy, Rod! Doesn't it make you hot and hard for me? That feels so wonderful! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Lick my cunt until I come! Eat your mother's pussy! You're so much better than your daddy! You're so much more gentle! You need me! Oh yes, Rod darling! Lick! Suck! Make me come!" Darlene mewled.
She felt the boy's eager tongue flicking all over her pussy, aimlessly at first, as if he wanted to taste all of her at once. As soon as he had accustomed himself to his position between his mother's legs he calmed down a bit and became more delicate in his pussy-licking. Darlene was amazed at the way he learned his sex lessons so quickly.
"That's lovely, darling. You'll make the girls happy some day, Rod darling. You'll make them wild with your sucking and licking! You're such a handsome boy! And so eager too! Lick me more slowly, Rod! Oh yes! Slowly! Gently! Lick up and down my gash! Yessssss! Lick my clit! Can you find it, Rod? Yes! There! There! Right there! Yes! Kiss me there! Oh, Rod, you don't know how good that makes me feel! Lick my clit! Suck it, darling! Suck it until I COME!" the boy's beautiful mother gasped as she felt her passion building until she knew that another minute or two of such abandoned sucking on her son's part would bring her to the brink of climax.
Darlene felt shocks shooting through her clitoris and racing up and down inside her seething treasure. She felt the boy sucking noisily at her bud, heard the wet sucking sounds as his lips pressed against her sopping-wet gash that ran with tasty womanly juices. She heard little plops each time the boy's lips left the hot little bud of her clit.
"Oh, Rod, stick your tongue into my pussy! Right inside! Right inside where I carried you! Stick your tongue in your mother's hole! Stick your tongue as far up there as you can! It's so much better than your father's tongue! Oh do it to me, little man!" she cried, her voice rising with the intensity of her taboo passion for her son and his eagerness to please her in his gentle and innocent way.
Darlene felt her orgasm rushing through her with the force of a raging river. She felt her cunt grasping at her son's tongue as he plunged it deep inside her sucking channel. She cried out loud when the wild tensions her son had inspired in her suddenly gave way to the most beautiful moment of sheer bliss she had ever experienced. It was as if she climaxed time after time. Her cunt ran with musky pussy-juice as she flashed off, covering her son's boyishly handsome face with dew.
Rod didn't really know what to think of his mother's frantic actions when her cunt suddenly seemed to pour forth all kinds of wetness. The boy thought for a second that he had hurt her the way she screamed. Her cry was like nothing he had ever heard before. It was not a cry of pain, although it almost sounded like one. There sure were a lot of things about women that he didn't understand. Something told him that his mother would teach him all he needed to know.
"Golly, Mom, what happened!?" the boy asked, struggling to his feet and watching amazedly as she fell in a limp pile on the bed, breathing deeply and reaching out blindly for her son. When he was within reaching distance she grasped his arm and pulled him to her. Mother and son lay together in silence for a few minutes, neither daring to say anything more.
"You have to go to bed now, Rod," Darlene said at great length, looking at the erection that still jutted up between her young boy's legs.
Darlene was amazed to see dribbles of sperm running down her son's cockshaft.
"What happened to you, Rod?" she laughed.
"I couldn't help it, Mom! When you screamed like that the stuff just kinda flew all over the place! Is it all right?" the boy asked, genuine concern in his youthful voice.
"It's all right, Rod. It's perfectly all right!" she smiled, reaching down and stroking her boy's young pecker, transferring some of his sperm from his dick to her ruby lips. "Just go to sleep now, little lover boy. I'll be needing you strong and healthy in the morning," she smiled.
"Can we do this again in the morning?" Rod asked cheerfully, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and staring between his mother's naked legs.
She looked so soft and alluring now, much more beautiful than she had looked before. Her downy cunt looked warm and quiet between her long lovely legs. The boy couldn't help reaching out and laying his hand on her downy patch of hair. She giggled and brushed his hand away.
"You need your rest, Rod. In the morning we'll do even nicer things," Darlene whispered, slipping out of her son's bed and standing a moment or two in the doorway.
She looked over her shoulder at her son's tireless penis still hard and excited. She knew that if she stayed in his room another second she would be in bed with the boy and fucking up a storm. And the boy really did need his rest.
"Sweet dreams, darling," she smiled, closing the door behind her.
Darlene knew that both their dreams would be sweet indeed.