Chapter 6
The following morning was the most exciting morning of Darlene's life. Everything seemed brighter and fresher. Even the scent of the flowers that wafted in through her open bedroom windows seemed more delicate. She felt more feminine and alluring than ever before. She had found someone who needed her and treated her gently, someone far more sensitive than the rotten husband who had turned her against men entirely. She had found joy in the arms of her own fourteen-year-old son and that joy was far more uplifting than any emotion she had ever experienced.
She knew perfectly well that her affair with Rod would be a dangerous one, although it was far safer than her activities with Dean March. If she ever let her secret out she would be in terrible trouble, not only with the law but with her friends in Taggert, none of whom would ever condone such incestuous activities. She didn't actually doubt that incest was wrong or that the taboos against it were proper. But she had no intention of letting her sense of right and wrong stand in her way. She had gone without the joys of fucking for far too long, had denied herself the pleasures of fucking young boys for too long and had made herself miserable by her self-denial. But now she was free and she was going to make the most of her newfound sexual freedom.
She had no idea how long she would pursue her pleasures with her son. She had no intention of making her arrangement permanent. She would simply teach the boy how to enjoy himself with girls and then let him develop his sexual attitudes like other boys did. Her activities would not have a permanent affect on his psychology as long as it was understood from the beginning that she was his sex tutor and that eventually he would be expected to plunge into more socially acceptable sexual activities, using the things she had taught him to the best of his ability. And if all went well she would do the same for her other two boys when they were old enough. She didn't want Micky or Bobby to find out about her activities with their older brother. She thought that it might be rather hard to control three boys, whereas Rod himself seemed easy enough to manage, even when he was horny beyond belief as a result of her sexual teasing. She hoped that Rod could keep his secret from his younger brothers. And she hoped the same of Dean March.
At breakfast young Rod was in a terrible way, unable to look his mother in the eye without blushing. Darlene felt sorry for her son, but she strutted her lovely ultra-feminine form around the kitchen anyway. She had decided to wear only a light gown that was nearly transparent, something she would never have even considered before. She went about her motherly tasks that morning naked beneath her wispy garment. She prepared breakfast for her three sons while they showered, each boy coming downstairs in turn after their showers and sitting at the kitchen table, each amazed by their mother's extremely casual attire. Rod was less amazed than Micky or Bobby, having seen so much of her the night before. But Darlene was quick to notice that her wispy gown and the feminine delights that were barely hidden beneath were having an effect upon him. At least he hadn't grown tired of her body, she thought.
Darlene noticed when she served up the pancakes she had so lovingly prepared that Rod's eager fourteen-year-old prick was getting stiff in his tight pants. He fidgeted in his chair, trying to hide the erection that was steadily growing between his tightly-covered young legs. Darlene knew how uncomfortable her son had to be in those ridiculously tight Levi's. And yet she loved the way her young son filled those Levi's. She wanted to get his hard dick out of his pants and relieve some of the uncomfortable pressure on his young dick and nuts. She had promised him a morning of hot fucking and she was definitely in the mood to make her promise good.
Darlene noticed soon enough that Bobby and Micky were well aware of their brother's predicament, although she supposed they had no idea what was the cause of Rod's problem. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Bobby and Micky catching glances of Rod's hard-on and smirking. They grinned at him and made the most of their brother's difficulties, teasing him silently and making him squirm. Darlene had never noticed such goings on before. Now that she was alert to the signs of her sons' developing sexuality she began to realize that the two younger boys knew more about sex than she thought. She watched them as they reached down between their legs and made obscene motions to indicate masturbation, smiling at their older brother and finally breaking into raucous laughter. There was nothing Rod could do about their teasing at the breakfast table and they took advantage of his helplessness. They had no idea that their mother knew what they were doing. She had always seemed beyond such things. Darlene moistened between her legs as she watched her twelve-year-old and her thirteen-year-old pretending to jack off.
When she began to notice herself staring between her boys' legs, she cleared her throat and stood up, clearing the table and clearing her sons from her horny mind, her younger sons at least. Bobby and Micky were quick to run out into the summer for their usual activities. They were surprised, Darlene noticed, that their brother wasn't in a hurry to join them. Darlene knew that he was a bit reluctant to stand up with that hard dick sticking down his tightly covered leg. She knew, too, that he was eager for the lessons in fucking that she had promised him that morning. Her two younger boys paused in the doorway and looked back to see whether or not their older brother was coming with them. He looked down between his legs self-consciously and remained seated.
"Rod won't be going out this morning, boys. He has work to do around the house. You run along without him. And have a good long game," she added.
"What kinda work you gotta do, Rod?" Micky asked.
"Never you mind, Micky. It's work that only an older boy can do. I won't be needing you or Bobby. Run along now," she said, waving the back of her hand at her two young sons.
"Okay, Mom!" they said in unison, Bobby tossing his baseball glove in the air and catching it.
Darlene was relieved when the two kids were out of the house. She tidied up a bit and peeked out the kitchen window to see if the boys were heading down the alley toward the playing field at Ellson Park. She thought she saw a third tousled head disappear behind the garage along with her two sons. She wondered for a second or two who the tall boy might have been, but her horny mind was too filled with thoughts of Rod and the pleasure she was about to have with him to worry about anything else very long.
She turned and smiled warmly at her nervous young boy. She sauntered over to him and kneeled at his side. He was still sitting on the dinette chair, his legs held tightly together, as if still trying to hide his stiff dick. She shook her long hair behind her and bent her beautiful face toward his lap. She pressed her lips against his leg, feeling the shivering of his muscles beneath his tight pants. His hard boy-cock made a long bulge in his pant leg. She brushed her warm lips over the bulge and felt her twat moistening with excitement.
"You're still nervous, Rod," his mother said, her lips only a fraction of an inch away from his throbbing fourteen-year-old penis.
"I guess, Mom," the boy choked, his dick aching something awful.
"Did you enjoy your breakfast?" she smiled up at him, laying her hand on his jerking erection, feeling the intense heat of the thing radiating through her son's pants.
"Sure, Mom. It was great," the nervous boy struggled, hypnotized by his mother's beautiful blue-green eyes.
"Are you ready for dessert?" she asked, a glitter in her lusty eyes.
The boy swallowed nervously.
Darlene reached to her waist and untied the sash that held her flowing gown around her. She opened her garment and bared her huge breasts. They were soft and lightly-tanned, catching the slanting golden rays of the early morning sun that filtered through the windows of the kitchen. Her tits were firmly uplifted, tipped by stiffening little nipples that just begged to be pinched and sucked. She offered them to her frightened but horny son, rising slowly from her kneeling position until her lusty bosom was directly in front of his young face. She shivered inside when she cupped her breasts in her hands and raised them toward the kid's lips. She felt her heart skip a beat when his lips lightly grazed the tingling point of one of her hard nipples.
"Wouldn't you like to suck my tits again, Rod darling?" she asked, noticing that her son's lips were trembling visibly.
"Can I, Mom? Do you really mean it? Are you really gonna do all that stuff you said you were gonna do this morning?" he gasped.
"I'm going to teach you how to fuck a woman this morning, darling. Doesn't that sound like fun?" the horny mother asked.
With that, Darlene pressed her erect nipple against her loving son's eager lips, forcing it between them and into his mouth. For a second she felt her nipple-peak scraping against his teeth. When he opened his lips and began sucking like a baby she felt a surge of womanly passion that melted her lusty cunt. The sounds of his eager sucking were like a catalyst to her passion.
"Rod, I have to see your dick again!" she cried.
"Let me take it out for you! It must feel terribly uncomfortable in those tight pants!"
Darlene fell to her knees again and began attacking her son's zipper and the snap of his pants. She felt his youthful body stiffen when she tugged down her young son's zipper. She heard him suck in his breath and make funny gurgling sounds in his throat when she reached inside his pants and grabbed the hot shaft of his hairless young organ. She pulled hard on the hot thing until it pulled free of his tight pants. It snapped up against his heavy belt buckle when she let go of it, making his body jerk uncontrollably.
The horny mother reached into her boy's pants and grabbed his young nuts, dragging out his balls and letting the organs hang out over the tight vee of his open pants. Darlene knew that he could feel the scraping of his metal zipper against his soft scrotal skin. She rubbed her son's balls around with the palm of her open hand, making his legs jerk.
Darlene trailed her well-manicured fingernail up and down the underside of Rod's distended young dick. She scraped her fingernail against the smooth skin of his scrotal sac. Unable to control her oral urges any longer she bent over his midsection and swallowed his jerking penis, prying it out away from his lower belly and taking it deep into her throat. She sucked wildly for a few seconds while Rod moaned and writhed in his chair, driven wild by his mother's expert sucking.
"Oh God, Mom, I think I'm gonna do it again!" Rod gasped as he felt his seed welling up deep inside him, ready to shoot.
"We can't have that, darling!" his mother said, pulling her pretty lips off the boy's prick. "I want you to do it right inside my pussy!"
"Gosh, Mom! Do you really mean it?! Really?!" the boy asked, his mouth falling open in his shock and excitement.
"You don't mind fucking your mother, do you?" she asked, looking her most seductive, her naked tits exposed, her wet lips glistening with the pre-cum that she had sucked from his dick, her belly exposed beneath the open folds of her long gown, her pubic patch glowing in the early morning sun.
Darlene stood up and took her son's cock, drawing him to his feet. The expression on the boy's face was one of near pain. She knew how uncomfortable it was for the lad to hold all that sperm in his nuts when his natural instinct was to shoot it all over the place. She let go of his dick and watched it snap up against his belt buckle.
"Why don't you draw the shades, darling? This sort of activity requires a bit more privacy I believe," she smiled.
The boy did as he was told. While he was attending to that little task Darlene let her flowing gown fall from her delicate shoulders, exposing herself completely. She felt wanton and beautiful standing there totally naked in her kitchen. When Rod turned toward her and saw her like that he nearly pissed. Darlene was aware of her affect on him and felt the deeply satisfying pleasure of knowing that even at thirty-five she still had what it took to hold a male's attention. She watched her son's throat contracting nervously as he gaped at her and tried to control himself.
"Imagine yourself looking at your own mother that way!" Darlene said in a mock-serious tone. "Shame on you!"
"Oh, my gosh, Mom! I didn't mean it! I'm sorry, Mom!" the boy gasped, turning his back and trying to hide the dick that was sticking straight up from his open fly.
"Don't be silly, Rod. I was only kidding! I want you to look at me! I want you to see what a woman looks like inside all her clothes! I want you to learn to appreciate the pleasures a woman can bring you! Turn around now and look me over! That's better, Rod. And for heaven's sake don't worry about that thing that's sticking up between your legs! I've seen things like that before, although yours is particularly nice. I like to see it jerking like that, son. It makes me know how much you appreciate me. I need to be appreciated, lover. Why don't you take your clothes off, too, now? I want to see you naked right here in the kitchen! Don't be embarrassed, darling!" the hot-assed mother said, her body lush and naked, her body ready and willing.
The boy stood dumbfounded for a second or two and then began nervously fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.
Darlene watched attentively while her fourteen-year-old boy removed his shirt, exposing his lean young chest and flat belly. She watched even more attentively while he attacked the front of his pants, finishing the job she had started for him, baring the front of his body completely for her. The boy's belt buckle jingled noisily as he pushed his pants down around his ankles. He almost fell down when he tried to pull his tight pants off over his shoes.
"My, but you are a handsome specimen, Rod! I see I brought a very handsome boy into the world. I suppose it's only right that I should sample the fruits of my labors. Come over here and sit down on the kitchen chair, Rod. I want you to fuck the shit out of me!" she smiled, her hungry eyes devouring his aching penis.
"Do you mean it, Mom?" her son rasped, unable still to believe that his mother really wanted him to do that to her.
"Of course, Rod! After all that we've done together fucking me is only natural! How could we resist? I want you!" she said, her cunt seething.
"But I don't know how! I've never done anything like that!" the boy protested, his dick dripping with excitement.
"I'll do all the work for you this time, darling! Just come over here and sit down on this chair. Don't bother to take your shoes off, Rod. They won't get in the way," she said, beckoning her son sweetly.
Darlene almost drooled when her son walked toward her wearing only his sneakers, his hard prick bobbing up and down in front of him, his nuts swinging back and forth between his long legs. His face was a bit flushed in his considerable embarrassment.
When he stood near the chair she put her hand on his shoulder and indicated with gentle pressure that he was to sit down. Her big bulging breasts brushed against his shoulder as he sat down. He looked up at her with wide eyes, apparently willing to do anything she asked of him, even though he was terribly unsure of himself. Darlene reached down between her slightly spread legs and rubbed her dewy cunt with her fingers until a shiver of passion went through her. She bent over and kissed her son full on the lips, tickling his gums with the tip of her eager tongue. She noticed that his heart was beating faster now and his breathing was fast and shallow.
"I'm going to sit on your dick, Rod! Doesn't that make your cock jerk?" she smiled at her young son.
"Sit on it? Sit on my...." the boy struggled.
"Of course, Rod! I'm going to make your cock go right up inside my cunt! Wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't that feel wonderful? It's even better than my mouth, and you know how good my mouth felt on your penis," the boy's mother said, straddling her son's lap, spreading her long satin-smooth legs.
She told the boy to push his dick out a bit. He obeyed, holding his slippery penis with trembling fingers. Darlene cried out softly when she felt her son's cockhead touching the quivering spread lips of her wet cunt. She felt the searing heat of his penis spreading over her pussy, matching her own wild cunt-melting heat. Her pussy was wet and slippery with her own musky fluids. Her son's big young cock slipped inside her with no difficulty at all. It was so different from the pain of her drunken former husband's penetration of her sensitive twat, so much more pleasant, so much more stimulating. She descended ever closer to her son's naked lap, taking the boy's prick deeper and deeper into her belly.
Darlene felt her beautiful breasts brushing against Rod's shoulders and chest as she crouched closer and closer to his lap. Her tits were tingling, her nipples stiff and excited. She told her son to fondle her bosoms. He obeyed eagerly, kneading the big globes with both hands as his mother sat on his rigid pintle. She could tell that her boy was losing himself in the whirlpool of lust that had engulfed both mother and son. She felt the bulging knob of her young son's rod spreading her cunt open and thrilling her deep down inside.
"That's beautiful, son, beautiful! Beautiful! Do you like this, darling? Do you like fucking your mother? Doesn't it make your balls ache? Doesn't it make you want to shoot me full of sperm?" she said, her pleasure building, building, her pussy steaming with hot sexuality.
Rod groaned as his cock was engulfed by his mother's seething cunt. It felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. It was better than jacking off, better even than his mom's mouth around his dick. Rod couldn't imagine anything so great. And she was making him feel like that even though it was a really nasty thing to do. Nothing seemed beyond her. She was the greatest mom in the world!
Darlene gyrated her pelvis, corkscrewing her son's penis around inside her twat. The boy got the message quickly enough and began matching her movements. When she began moving up and down on his cock he got that message too and began bouncing up and down on the chair. He felt his balls banging against the vinyl chair seat as he bounced up and down. Darlene felt her tits bouncing against his chest as she rode his pony. She thrilled to the feel of his warm, gentle hands on her naked breasts. Her cunt was blazing, running with passion, responding powerfully to her son's pistoning movements.
Darlene felt the tension of her passion in every fiber of her naked body. She wrapped her arms around her boy's back and held him tightly to her, moving her lower body violently now, moving in unison with her son's bucking ass. She heard the boy moaning and making guttural sounds deep inside him as he tried to give utterance to the pleasure his mother was giving him. She saw his eyes close tightly, felt his muscles tense, felt his hands clamp over her yielding breasts, felt him suddenly rise up off the chair, lifting her off with him. She knew that the young boy was about to shoot a load of cum deep into her belly. She knew that he was about to feel the ultimate pleasure of sex and she knew that she too would flash off in another second or two. They would cum together, mother and son, would share the bliss of sexual release even though their union was taboo, even though they writhed in the heat of their passion knowing that it was wrong.
Darlene cried out as her twat flashed off, cried out the ecstasy of her orgasm. She felt her cunt tighten around her son's slippery shaft, sucking at his hard rod, trying to draw him into her, into the womb that had given him birth. The horny woman felt her cunt seething with excitement just before her orgasm rushed through her like a tornado. She saw stars as her cunt gushed sticky, musky moisture, mewled softly as her breasts crushed up against her young son's chest, heaving with excitement. She became aware immediately of the shooting of Rod's thick young penis deep inside her.
"Oh God, Rod darling! Oh, Rod! Yes! Fill me up! Shoot it deep inside me! I want it all! Oh, darling! Fuck me! Fuck your mother! I want you so much! I need you inside me! Cum! CUM!" the hot woman hissed as her son blew his jism deep inside her creamy snatch.
"Mom! I'm cummin'! Oh, shit, Mom! I can't stop it! Oh, DAMN! I'm CUMMIN'! I'm shootin'!" the trembling boy gasped as his cock shot off inside his luscious mother's muscular and active cunt.
"Oh, yes! Yessssssss! Cum in me! Cum in your mother! Oh, Christ! I want ALL of your sperm!" she hissed.
Darlene pulled off of her son's still stiff penis and fell to her knees before him. His jism was running down her leg, dripping from her flaming pussy. She went down on his hard dripping dick, sucking out the last drops of his fresh nutty-tasting sperm, savoring it, licking her lips when she had finished. She looked up at him and smiled seductively. His eyes were open now, glittering with young lust and excitement.
The luscious mother lifted one of her satiny knockers and rubbed her nipple-peak against the wet head of the boy's staff. His body jerked uncontrollably as she teased his extremely sensitive prick with her hard little nipple. She reached down and took his young balls in her hands, stroking and kneading them gently. Then she bent down and took his dick-head in her lips again, sucking him gently.
"Wow, Mom!" the horny pair suddenly heard someone say.
Rod nearly fell off his chair. His mother screamed when she realized that Bobby and Micky were standing in the doorway, watching her suck their older brother's dick. Her body and mind were paralyzed with fear.