A Mother and Son Escape

After the introductory hugs and kisses we began to walk to the house. Aunt Emily had me in one hand and Mom in the other as she excitedly hurried us inside. As we walked I couldn't help but take in the look of the house. From the outside it appeared to be a standard country house with a wrap around porch and good sized deck. There was a two person bench swing that hung from the overhang. While it appeared to be old it was obviously well taken care of and it had been given a few modern amenities. The porch was fairly large and there was a nice sized Jacuzzi built into it. I had never sat in one, but I was thrilled hoping to be able to try it out.

As Aunt Emily ushered us through the sliding glass door the led into the living room area I help but take in how much larger it seemed on the inside than on the outside. There was a decently sized fireplace in the corner. From the looks of it, it appeared as though it is used quite often on chilly winter nights. As I looked around the room I couldn't help notice how nice everything was. There was a long leather couch wrapping around the room and a high quality entertainment system built into the wall.

Aunt Emily led us into the kitchen which was adjacent to the living room and leaned into the center island. Her breasts were plumped up on top of her arms showing of her hypnotic cleavage.

"Can I get you something to drink? I just made a fresh pitcher of sweet tea," she asked softly. When she opened the fridge and leaned over to grab the tea I couldn't help but notice her shapely ass. The thin summer dress clung to her body nicely. When she turned around her nipples were hard and poking into the top of her dress. My cock twitched in my pants. Mom saw my mouth dropped open and just rolled her eyes.

As Mom and aunt Emily caught up on what they've been doing I couldn't stop watching them. Even though they hadn't seen each other in years it seemed as if nothing had changed between them as they bantered and joked back and forth.

We went and sat on the couch as they continued to talk. I still hadn't seen my cousin yet. I just supposed she was at work or out doing something. I knew that she was roughly the same age as I am, but that was about it.

Mom placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed it gently as she began to tell aunt Emily what has been going on with Dad. I could tell through her trembling that she was nervous. Aunt Emily moved closer and wrapped her arm around Mom in a consoling manner. My heart sank as I saw the tears begin to flow. With each passing second I could see that Emily's face was getting redder and redder.

"Becky, Honey, you're safe here. I will castrate the son of a bitch if he shows up!" Aunt Emily smiled at me and winked. "That is if Jason doesn't beat me to it."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in the fact the she knew I would do everything in my power to take care of Mom. The look in her eyes said it all. "It's a good thing Jason was there to get you the hell out. I always knew he was trouble."

Mom wiped a couple of tears from her eye and did her best to smile, but even I could tell that it was forced and fake. "Emily, I can't thank you enough for taking Jason and I in like this. I hope we aren't a burden on you and Ashley."

Aunt Emily rolled her eyes in a joking way as she wrapped her arms around Moms neck and held her tightly. Moms hand never left my thigh.

"Becky, you two can stay as long as you want. I'm just glad you're away from that bastard. Our home is your home. Besides, I've missed my little sister." Aunt Emily smiled at the last part and a slight giddy giggle escaped her lips.

I continued to drink my tea and watch these two beautiful ladies as they reunited. I didn't want to disturb this moment. I knew it was something that Mom needed and missed. Even though I was an only child I could tell that despite separation Mom and Aunt Emily had a special bond. It brought a smile to my face.

"C'mon, let me show you two around," Aunt Emily stated enthusiastically as she pulled Mom to her feet. Mom grabbed my hand and brought me with her. The softness of her hand in mine sent a quick chill down my spine and I began to blush as she and Aunt Emily looked at me.

"I just can't believe how much Jason has grown. It'll be good to have a man around the house again. I've been alone since my husband died. God rest his soul." Aunt Emily's face turned somber as she mentioned her late husband. All I knew about him is that he died in an accident when I was you, but that's about it.

"I'm sorry, Emily" Mom said as she lightly kissed her sister on the cheek. "I know how much you loved him. I wish I had been able to find a man as good as Richard was. I always thought a lot of him. He was good for you and the two of you were perfect together. He was even able to calm you down a bit from your wild ways. Hehehehe!"

Moms mentioning of Aunt Emily's wild ways immediately piqued my curiosity, but I thought it best to leave it alone for now. Aunt Emily laughed and shook her head as her face turned crimson from the sudden rush of blood. I will never forget how cute that blush was. It was also a little arousing and my dick twitched in my pants again.

Aunt Emily led us through the house showing the different bedrooms and the den, the sunroom and the bathrooms. Saying that I was impressed would be putting it mildly. We came to a door at the end of a hall and I curiously asked what was in there. Aunt Emily stated that it was my uncle's old game room and informed me that she doesn't go in there anymore. "Your uncle loved that room. He called it his man cave and there were times I thought he loved it more than he loved me. Even though I don't go in there I don't want you two to feel as if you can't. I'm fact, I think Jason will love it. I think almost any man would."

I have to admit that I was curious, but I knew that now was not the time for me to go exploring and being nosy.

Aunt Emily showed us our bedrooms. They were right next to each other with an adjoining bathroom between the two accessible from both rooms. Aunt Emily told us to take our pick and get settled in whenever we were ready. Mom was standing behind me with her body pressed to my back and her arms on my shoulder and wrapped around my neck. I leaned back into her as much as I could just to be able to feel her breasts against my back.

"If it's okay Emily, I think Jason and I will share a room for a bit. I'm not ready to be alone and sleep alone yet."

A mischievous smile slowly began to show on Aunt Emily's face and there was a slight glimmer in her eyes. "Oh Becky, I suppose some things never change. Hehehehe! Of course fine if you two share a room and a bed." Aunt Emily moved closer and kissed each of us on the cheek. I noticed that they lingered for a moment longer than usual, but I thought nothing of it.

I left Mom and Aunt Emily alone as I began to empty the car. All we had was a couple of suitcases and my backpack with my school books. It occurred to me at that moment that I wouldn't be returning to school anytime soon. I simply shook my head in disappointment until I realized that Moms safety is more important to me than anything else. I tossed my backpack back into the trunk of the car.

When I walked back in I saw Mom and Aunt Emily sitting together on the couch together holding hands and whispering. I hoped and prayed that Mom wasn't telling her about us. My heart began to race as my paranoia got the better of me. After a moment of watching them I cleared my throat to let them know that I was there.

My aunt looked from me to mom and then back to me. "Becky, please tell me that the two of you have brought more than that. Hell, I take at least twice that when I go away for a weekend."

Mom suddenly found her fingers very interesting and began to fiddle with her wedding ring. It was abundantly clear that she was ashamed and embarrassed. "Emily, we didn't have time to pack everything we needed or wanted. We just grabbed the essentials."

It was at that moment that Mom truly lost it. Her occasional tear drop suddenly became a flood as she began to sob. Her face was already turning splotchy and stained with tears. Without a seconds hesitation Aunt Emily pulled her into an embrace and just held her close and tight.

"Oh Emily, I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. I've never been in this position. I'm afraid of change, but more importantly I'm afraid my husband will find us and do only God knows what. After what happened I'm terrified that Jim would kill us. When he gets drunk and angry there's no telling what he is capable of."

My jaw was on the floor. I had seen Mom be emotional over the past couple of days, but I had never seen her like this. I had never seen this kind of raw emotion in my entire life. My mind flashed back to when I hit Dad with the golf club and the look of shock and awe on mom's face as she sat curled up in the corner. Aunt Emily began to stroke her hair and then lightly kissed her forehead. Their joking had passed and we had all coming back to reality.

"It will be okay, Becky. Didn't I always look after my little sister when we were growing up," Aunt Emily asked quietly. "You have Jason and me and your niece, Amanda. None of us are gonna let anything happen to you!" Aunt Emily placed a finger under Moms chin and pulled her face up. "Becky, I will kill the son of a bitch. We're family and nothing is ever going to change that. Now that I finally have my little sister back that jackass is never taking you away again."

Mom wiped her tears from her eyes and forced another fake smile. I was a flurry of emotion. I was happy that Mom had her sister back. I was jealous that Mom let everything out to my Aunt instead of me. And I was upset because I was the one who was supposed to be taking care of Mom. I did my best to push those thoughts and feelings aside. Deep down I knew that I was being overdramatic and reading too much into things. I was determined not to show it and risk upsetting Mom any more than she already was.

When I saw their lips meet I thought I was hallucinating and then when I saw their lips open and their tongues begin to get reacquainted I thought I was going crazy. Once again I cleared my throat. Moms eyes shot open and the instant she saw me her face turned pale. She looked as if she had seen a ghost. The sight that I had just witnessed had me paralyzed as I watched Mom run out of the living room.

"What did I just see," I thought to myself. "This is gonna be awkward. I hope she's okay. What do I do? Do I give her time to be alone? Do I comfort her?" My mind and thoughts were spinning out of control.

Aunt Emily glanced at me and then back to the door through which Mom had darted and back to me. She slowly got up from the couch and walked to my side. She took my hand in hers. I watched as Emily nodded. My brain was trying to get me to speak, but no words would come. Everything I wanted to say or ask kept getting lost in my throat.

Aunt Emily looked at me with soft eyes. I could tell that she regretted what had happened. There was a look of shame that was written across her face.

"Jason, go to her. It's you she needs right now. I'm sorry about that and I'm sorry that you had to see that."

I was about to ask what had happened and where that came from until she placed her fingers to my lips. It was as if she knew what I was going to ask, fore all she said was "It's not my place to say anything. Go to her."

I was practically frozen in place. The shock of what I had just witnessed had me trembling and every hair on my body was on end. A nervous lump formed in my throat and I immediately swallowed it away only to have it return. After a moment I composed myself enough to move. Only then did I notice that my cock was rock hard. There is no way that Aunt Emily didn't notice it, but lucky for me she saved me the embarrassment of being called on it and kept quiet. My face was beet red as I walked back to my...to our new room.

As I made my way back I couldn't get my cock to go down. I began to think of the Atlanta Braves 1993 starting lineup to try to occupy my mind but it was no use. I knew that now was not a good time to be sporting a raging hard on in front of Mom so I hid myself behind a suitcase as I entered the room. I found her sitting on the bed with her face in her hands. Again, she was sobbing and it broke my heart. I sat next to her and put my arm around her. Through her sobbing I noticed an occasional sniffle. From the nightstand I handed her a box of tissue.

"Jason, Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. It just happened." She then buried her face in my chest. I laid my free arm across my lap to hide my erection.

"Mom, it's okay. You don't have to explain anything to me. You're an emotional wreck. I can understand that you would seek some kind of comfort from Aunt Emily. Before last night I would have thought it weird, but I get it now. You have nothing to apologize for."

My heart broke for her. I hated seeing her like that. It may have been selfish to feel that way, but we can't really help our feelings no matter how hard we try. She wrapped her arms around my neck after wiping her eyes on my shirt.

"Honey, do you remember me telling you about secrets that I have?" Her voice was shaky and nervous and I could feel her trembling increase. Her heart was beating so hard and fast I could feel it against my arm. As I watched her breathing it was obvious that she was hyperventilating. I planted a soft kiss on her head as I held her. "Well Sweetie, that is one of those secrets. Your Aunt Emily and I used to fool around when we were teenagers. Your father never knew about it and I hoped that you would have never found out."

The arm that I had around her back began to lightly stroke and caress it. I was doing anything I could think of to try to calm her and help settle her nerves. I knew that she needed my acceptance. I wanted her to know and to feel that there is nothing she could ever tell me that would push me away.

"Mom, I don't want you to feel you ever have to hide anything from me. I want to know everything about you. There is nothing you could ever say or confess that would not make me want what we have. I'm glad that you trust me enough to tell."

She looked up at me and her eyes were still red and puffy, but her crying had eased off. I saw a small grin cross her lips and she looked incredibly sweet and innocent in that moment. My eyes were locked on hers. The contrast of the blue and red was incredibly beautiful.

"Oh Honey, I love you so much. Your acceptance and approval means everything to me. You're my son and losing you would kill me. Thank you, Sweetie, thank you."

She wiped her eyes on the sleeve of my shirt again as we held each other. Her breathing had returned to a normal rate. When she looked back up at me I help but smile. After a moment of staring at each other in silence her lips met mine and my cock immediately came alive again. Her eager and hungry tongue sought out mine. As our lips and tongue began there incestuous dance a soft moan emanated from Moms mouth along with the occasional sigh. She pulled away for a moment.

"Jason, Darling, make love to me. I need to feel you inside me. I need to be one with you. I need you, Baby."

My shaking hands cradled her cheeks. I gently kissed each eye before placing a soft peck on her lips. There was a hunger in her voice and in her eyes that even I could recognize with my little experience. I wanted her at that moment more than I had ever wanted anything. I craved to return to from where I came.

"Mom, words can't express how badly I want this, how badly I want you. I want to be with you more than anything, but I don't want to take advantage of you in this state. I want you to do it because you truly want to and not because you are emotional right now."

Mom simply let out a slight laugh as her silky smooth hand began to reach under my shirt. "Oh Sweetheart, you're such a gentleman. It's absolutely adorable and I appreciate it, but I know what I want, Baby. I want you right now. I need you right now."

Mom kissed me again as she began to pull my shirt over my head. She parted just long enough to pull it off and toss it to the floor. Her hands on my body had turned my cock to still. I could feel the coolness of the precum that had dripped onto my underwear against my leg. As I began to pull her shirt up I prayed to myself that she wouldn't regret this. I prayed that she knew what she was doing and wasn't just acting on impulse.

We were in such a hurry this morning that Mom never put on a bra. As I cupped her bare breasts and lightly grazes my thumbs across her nipples she moaned into my mouth. Her nipples were like diamonds and could cut glass. Her hands began to fumble with my pants as we kissed. After a couple of minutes of fighting my belt, button, and zipper on my jeans she had fished out my swollen member. Her touch made me moan in pleasure. I felt her thumb roll a drop of precum around the sensitive head. The only response I could muster up was to moan and sigh into her mouth.

She stood and for a second I thought she had changed her mind until she pulled me up and that devilish grin slowly crept across her face. This smile wasn't forced an awkward and it was a delight to see. She pulled me as close as possible. "Sweetheart, I think you have a little too much on right now." She giggled as she began to push down my pants. I almost tripped as I tried to kick off my shoes and remove my socks with my toes. "Honey, aren't you gonna be a gentleman and help a lady out?"

I pulled my jaw up from the floor and began to work on getting her pants off. I had no clue how hard it is to unbutton a pair of jeans when you're shaking like a leaf. As I pushed them down they eventually fell to her feet. She was wearing another pair of boy shorts beneath her pants. With one hand remaining on her tit my other found her pussy. She was already wet and I could feel her warmth through her panties. Mom feverishly yanked my boxer briefs down to my knees and pushed them the rest of the way to the floor with her foot. When the elastic waistband pulled clear of my cock my hardness sprang free. Like a springboard it bounced for a moment. Her small hand wrapped around my length and she began to stroke me against her stomach. All I could do was moan as she smeared the precum across the soft skin of her belly.

When she wrapped her lips around my tongue I couldn't take anymore. My hormones kicked into hyperdrive. I wrapped my arms around her under her butt and lifted her small frame from the floor. Her smooth legs wrapped around my waist holding onto me as tightly as possible. With small steps being careful not to trip I dropped her to the bed. When she began to giggle my cock twitched. I stared down at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen who was now naked in front of me. I was practically salivating.

Without hesitating she leaned forward and engulfed my steel rod in her warm wet mouth. As she looked up at me a could see the burning desire in her eyes. The sight of her blue eyes staring into mine while she bobbed her head on my dick was possibly the hottest thing I had ever seen. I could see the saliva from her sloppy blowjob coating me cock. My hands found her golden hair and I begin to fuck her face. Apparently that turned her on as her moans and groans increased. There is no way Aunt Emily wasn't able to hear and discern what was going on. The thought of her knowing or maybe even eavesdropping only made me hotter and spurred me on more.

I felt Moms fingers dig into my ass as she pulled me even closer. She had me all the way to the hilt. Knowing that it wouldn't be long before I blew my load I backed away. I crawled onto the bed next to her and her lust fueled body attacked mine. On primal sexual instinct she shoved her tongue into my mouth as I began to squeeze and massage her breasts. I could taste my own precum on her lips. I was surprised to find myself not being grossed out.