A Mothers True Desire Pt 02

Summary:

Karin continues to struggle with her conflicting thoughts and feelings over what she and her son did last night. She greatly enjoyed everything, and wants to continue, but is unsure of what kind of role she truly wants in this situation. Meanwhile, Ray has no qualms or negative reactions to what transpired from last night with her. He desires her, as more than a doll to shoot his load into. But he doesn't believe his mother feels the same way. Fortuitously, Karin's best friend Cynthia has some good advice for her.

Author's notes:

I'm not a student of writing nor a writer by trade. So, any constructive criticisms to help me be a better writer are welcome.

This is a mother and son story in which the mother and son will have sex with only each other. No other players will have sex with either of them.

My stories are more on the unrealistic and cartoonish side of things. Especially with body proportions, situations, and circumstances. If you are looking for something closer to reality and more grounded, this may disappoint. Otherwise, please enjoy.

Any and all characters are purely from my imagination, and any resemblance to a real life person or copyrighted character is purely coincidental and unintended.

All characters are over the age of eighteen.

Karen lays awake, snuggling closely with her sleeping son. As the day creeps closer to noon, she ponders everything that has happened thus far with a more rational state of mind than what she had last night.

The level of sexual arousal that enveloped her was unlike anything she has ever experienced. There was nothing she could do to take control and dispel the sexual urges that arose from the feelings. It all happened because her best friend, Cynthia, took her to what was supposed to be a night club. To Karin, it was pretty much a sex club. The sexual energy was rampant and potent, enough to influence Karin herself. Instilling a powerful desire to fulfill the urges she normally suppresses and denies. Her state of mind was one of irrationality. A mind completely focused on satisfying a hunger built up over a decade.

Satisfying that hunger for an orgasmic release didn't go as she thought it would. The attempt was interrupted by her son. He wanted to tell Karin of what he had decided for an eighteenth birthday gift. To her shock, his gift request was for her to teach him how a boyfriend would interact with a girlfriend, which included sex.

Her son, Ray, has been bullied for most of his life. He doesn't have any friends other than Chris, Cynthia's son, who is currently enrolled at a university out of state. Other friends of his include those he has met online. His experience in social interactions and situations are nearly non-existent, let alone experiences with the opposite sex. The love that Karin has for her son is immense. She wants the best for him and is willing to do anything to help him if it's within her power to do so. The gift that her son requested fits that criteria.

At least, that's what her irrational mind, dictated by her sexual urges, has convinced her into thinking. Badly wanting a sexual release, as well as her promise to her son that she would help him with anything he may ever need, she agreed to his gift request. Which led to Karin allowing her son to lose his virginity to her. The idea being that he needs to first have an experience in sex, so that he may just focus on learning the interactions that couples would normally have. Otherwise, he may fumble with sex, and fail to absorb the things that she would teach him. And so, mother and son had sex, lots of sex, from the early night to the arrival of dawn.

There are many shocking things about last night. The incestual act between mother and son is one. Greatly enjoying the pleasures of sex is another. But what's most shocking to Karin is that the line between her roleplaying as her son's girlfriend, and her genuinely being his mother, was blurred. Karin doesn't know for sure if she was just playing the part in order to satisfy the parameters of her son's gift. Or if she was being his mother, and truly lusting after her son and also wanting her son to fuck his mother. She also doesn't know if all these feelings and thoughts of hers were the fault of her urges and sexual instincts. Or if they were due to something deeper, something that she can't quite yet grasp.

What she does know for certain is that she loves sex and all the pleasures associated with it. No longer does she plan to deny herself of those pleasures. Not to mention that the years of suppressed desires and urges still has yet to be fully satisfied. She will definitely continue carrying out her son's gift. If not to help him, then definitely to help her. Though, last night proved that this gift request of his is working. Her son showed signs of confidence and initiative as the night went on. Traits that he has never before exhibited.

For now, she will continue to love her son and treat him as she always has. In addition to fulfilling his gift by teaching him about sex and relationships, which she sees as helping him to grow. All the while, continuing to mull over how she truly feels about everything, including her son.

Karin lays on her naked side with her hand caressing her son's bare chest as he sleeps soundly on his back. His head tilts at an angle towards her, and she gazes upon his face with great affection. Brushing aside his hair from his eyes, she lovingly strokes the side of his face with her fingertips and watches him breathe. She moves her head in to press her lips into his but stops herself. The rational mind tells her she may only do girlfriend things while her son is awake, aware, and ready to learn. Sexual instincts, however, tell her to satisfy her desires and urges. Kissing him while he sleeps is what a girlfriend might do anyways, it's what he expects, right? Confused by her conflicting thoughts and emotions, Karin decides to just go about her day, and wait for her son to wake up so they may begin playing the part of a couple. Pulling herself out of bed, Karin gets ready for her lunch date with Cynthia.

While getting herself ready, she ponders whether or not to tell Cynthia of what has transpired between her and her son. Cynthia is her best friend, and the two are close like sisters. Cynthia is far more open than Karin has ever been, but this is incest, and Karin doesn't know for sure what Cynthia's opinion is on the subject.

Fully dressed, complete with make-up, Karin looks herself in the mirror. With the nice weather, as well as plans for a casual lunch, Karin decides to dress casually. Well, casually as defined by her sexually provocative best friend anyways. She wears a vivid red thin tank top with tight daisy dukes and casual open toe heels. The top is held on her shoulders by thin strings, and along with the low U-shaped neckline, frames her generous tits perfectly. While emphasizing the bulbous roundness of her spherical shape and accentuating her long and deep cleavage line. Likewise, the daisy dukes expose a teasing glimpse of her lower ass cheeks. It also conforms her huge juicy ass into a more smooth, curvy, round shape.

Before last night, she would look at herself in this outfit with a lot of uncertainty and apprehension. But now, she smiles, eager to show herself off to her son. Unfortunately, she won't be able to show herself off just yet. Not wanting to wake him up after such an exhausting night, she decides to surprise him when she comes back home after her lunch with Cynthia.

Walking to the side table beside the head of her bed, she writes down her plans on a sheet of a notepad. Finished detailing her plans for the day and when she'll be back, Karin tears out the sheet and folds it into a triangle to stand on the table. Before she does, she looks lovingly at her sleeping son, then decides to pucker up and press her lips onto the note and leave a lipstick imprint of her thick lips. A treat that she believes he will enjoy. Then she heads out.

During the drive, Karin notices that she is very happy. Happier than she has ever been. Eventually however, she became dejected just as quickly, and just as powerfully. The gift she's fulfilling for her son is the reason behind her happiness, and her son leaving her for the university is the reason for her search of a new purpose. What she's doing with her son is incredible, but now it's dawning on her that her situation is still the same. Once her son leaves, she will still be lost and alone.

Cynthia's house is only a few minutes' drive from her own. Arriving there, Karin decides to confide in her best friend all of her conflicting and confusing feelings she currently has. She needs help working through all of her thoughts.

With the key given to her by Cynthia, Karin lets herself into her house. She isn't able to find her best friend downstairs. So, she goes to look upstairs. At the top of the stairs, she sees Cynthia's bedroom door opened slightly and goes to peek through the crack. Looking through the sliver of the slightly opened door, Karin sees Cynthia staring at herself up and down in the full-length mirror.

Cynthia is about two inches taller than Karin, and unlike her, she is very active, working out incessantly to maintain her tantalizing figure. Her pretty face, her tan complexion, flowy golden blonde hair, huge perfect round tits, a thin waist, a bubble butt, and long shapely legs, all serves the slutty lifestyle she so shamelessly craves. Her body was made for provocative outfits like the one she's currently wearing. A small thin white tube top that covers just the huge round globes on her chest, framing her sexy tone abs and exposing ample amounts of enormous bulbous mounds. Complimented by the minuscule thin denim shorts that conforms to her body like a second skin. Which displays a teasing glimpse of the top of her protruding curvaceous booty and bulges out the bottom portion of her ass cheeks. Her long tanned and toned legs are so immaculate, made shapelier by the high heels that she's wearing. Cynthia is an image of salaciousness; any man would greatly desire to pounce on her.

Propping her phone on a stand attached to the mirror, Cynthia proceeds with posing for the timed camera. The screen of the phone faces the mirror itself, allowing Cynthia to see if she's within the shot of each photo. Karin quietly rolls her eyes from behind the cracked door as her friend does some of the most provocative and pornographic poses that she commonly sees in Cynthia's Instagram feed.

Cynthia decides on a simple selfie for her first pose. Looking into the camera as though she's looking into the eyes of someone she's about to fuck. With seductive eyes while she licks her lips. The camera takes many pics on the timer. She backs away a bit to bring her torso into the frame. Making sure to stop at the top line of the tube top, not showing any material from it at all. The framing of the shot gives the illusion that she's topless. All that shows are her bulging ample fullness, deep long cleavage, completely smooth and tan. Backing away a little bit further, the tube top now shows; Cynthia pushes her enormous tits together with her arms enclosing on the sides of her mounds, and her hands grabbing onto her elbows nesting her tits. Thrusting her chest out to make her tits look rounder and more bulbous, and also pouting her lips with a teasingly apologetic expression, the timer cam takes several pics of this pose.

Repositioning the camera, Cynthia turns herself around, and bends over at 45 degrees, arching her back and pushing out her round ass, her legs slightly bent and closed together. The short tight shorts seem to stretch, making the material seemingly smaller, while bulging more of her ass cheeks out of the bottom of her shorts, and exposing more of the top of her ass cheek. She caresses her own booty and slaps it as the timer cam snaps the pics of her. Afterwards, she bends over even further, at nearly a horizontal level, spreading her feet just wider than shoulder width apart. Her torso angles to the side and her head is turned to ensure her audience sees her profile. She slides her thumb into the sides of her shorts, wiggling her booty as she slowly pulls the waist band of her shorts down. Just a quarter of the way down over her ample cheeks, Cynthia stops herself, licks her lips, and allows the timer camera to take the pics. She continues with several more poses before finishing up.

After finishing with her poses, Cynthia takes the phone in her hand and posts some of the pics to her Instagram. Further cropping some of them to draw the eyes of her followers to what she wants them to see. Finished with posting the photos, Cynthia tosses the phone onto the bed. But it bounces too much and falls to the floor to the side near the foot end. When she bends over to pick it up, her legs are bent just slightly, and her head dips below the surface of the bed. This blocks her line of sight from the doorway of the master bathroom on the opposite side of the bed. Which, to Karin's surprise, her son Chris appears from. He must be back for spring vacation, she things to herself.

Just as she was about to declare her presence to the two, she stops herself. Something strange is occurring with Chris, prompting Karin to observe with steady, curious eyes. The six foot two, twenty-year-old young man seems to be smiling at his mother's ass while she's dramatically bent over. He walks around the bed, seemingly to get a better vantage point to continue looking at his mother's huge round ass. The rugged young man surveys Cynthia's firm round booty with a pleased expression from inches behind her. Karin looks on with apprehension at the unexpected scene.

Once Cynthia had a firm grasp of her phone in her hand, she moves to stand up straight again. But Chris places a hand on her lower back to stop her from fully standing erect, licking his lips in approval. A naughty smile spreads across Cynthia's face as Chris' hands roams all over her ass.

Karin's eyes widens as she looks on in shock at Chris squeezing his mother's ass. Adding to the shock is how Cynthia is reacting to her son's touch. Cynthia turns her head to face her son, smiling delightfully, as though there is nothing odd about what he's doing. In fact, the two seem to be acting as though everything is ordinary. Karin continues to watch silently with an intense stare.

With her torso nearly horizontal, Cynthia throws her phone onto the bed. Smiling, batting her eyes, and licking her lips she tells her son, "Like your mama's booty baby."

"Oh hell yeah." Chris says in his deep voice. He grasps both of his hands onto his mom's ass cheeks and squeezes strongly. Cynthia hovers her torso over the bed, planting her forearms onto the surface to support her weight. Then she spreads her six-inch-high heeled feet a little more than shoulder width apart, while also arching her lower back. Chris continues playing with her firm booty with deep caresses all over its surface, massaging the form in its entirety. At times, bringing a hand high above his head, then slamming the palm all the way down onto her ass, generating a loud clapping sound. Simultaneously, an orgasmic moan releases from Cynthia's lips. She continues to gaze at her son with yearning eyes.

Karin's mouth drops open in both shock and awe. She had no idea that these two were doing this. They have obviously done this before, who knows how long or how many times. There is no semblance of wrongness in either of their expressions or physical actions. In fact, Karin can tell the two are greatly impassionate about the other. Not just over the physical nature of the erotic activity, but also for each other's feelings of lust and arousal. Cynthia shows no sign of disgust in anyway, and Chris shows no hesitation in his liberal touching of his mom. His face contains an expression that is so similar to the ones her son has given her. An expression she thought was just one of keen observation. But at this moment, the look on Chris' face is one of lust. Could it be possible, that all this time, her son's expression has been one of lust and not observation?

Unaware of what her mind is doing, images fill her mind of herself in Cynthia's position, wearing a provocative outfit bent over her bed; with Ray in Chris' position, groping her curvaceous ass. Ray looks at her with a lustful gaze and salivates at the sight and feel of her. A thick erection bulges in his pants. Breathing heavily at the images in her mind, a loud moan from Cynthia pulls Karin out of her reverie and prevents her from seeing what her mind may conjure next. Momentarily shocked at the images of her son and her fluttering through her mind, she pushes the thoughts away and continues to observe Cynthia and Chris. Though the rising arousal within her makes it difficult to concentrate.

Karin observes intently as Chris' many spanks on both of Cynthia's ass cheeks now produces an unceasing moan from the hot mom. Chris then drops his basketball shorts around his ankle revealing a big cock pointing upright, and gripping the sides of her waist, pulls her firm full ass against his hardness. A deep hum echoes from Chris, grinning in victory at his raging cock flattening against her enormous round booty. Feeling her son's hard cock against her meaty ass prompted Cynthia to swivel her booty in place, grinding deeply into Chris' hard cock.

Chris pulls off his work out tank and tosses it onto the floor. Without reservation, he reaches underneath her body for her tone abs and slides them up, then cups her enormous tits dangling on top of the bed's surface. Giving them a few squeezes, he pulls Cynthia's torso upright, pressing her back against his muscular body.

The eyes of Cynthia rolls up into her head, her tongue licking her lips follows. She continues grinding her booty into Chris' cock, while simultaneously caressing his face with one of her hand as he kisses and licks her neck. All the while, he plays with his mother's tits. Fondling them passionately, compressing them into her, then pulling them away from her, and twisting them in circular motions.

Karin's best friend begins to moan loudly in orgasmic rhythms, breathing heavily and contracting the muscles in her body. With both hands, Chris rips the tube top in half down her cleavage and begins to maul her naked tits voraciously. Fondling her bare breasts with great vigor, and also pulling and pinching her nipples. The two locks their lips together in in a salacious open mouth embrace. Their lips smacking, and their tongues slathering one another in a highly salacious fashion.

Soon after, Chris turns Cynthia around and pushes his mother down to her knees. She immediately takes her son's cock into her mouth, sucking on it, spitting on it, and licking it with great enthusiasm. Devouring his hardness whole while massaging his balls.

Her eyes stares up at him with passion, while her lips clamps around his thickness. The corners of her mouth upturned. The two moans in ecstasy, with Chris tilting his head backwards due to the sensations caused by his mom's mouth. She bobs her head quickly up and down his shaft, the sounds of slurping unmistakable. Her saliva drenches his cock and balls.

Chris grabs a bundle of her hair then guides her motions up and down his hard cock. Controlling the speed in which her wet lips and tongue slides all over his rod, while helping to ease the effort on the part of his mother. He looks at her, clenching his teeth, a fierce expression of aching pleasure displays on his face.

The sound of slurping now combines with the occasional sounds of her gagging. The horny young man then grasps the sides of her head with both hands and begins to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. Knowing exactly how far to thrust in so as to make the motion just as pleasurable for the blonde. Eventually, he stops, releasing a gasp of exhaustion. Cynthia once again takes control of all the actions in pleasuring her son.