EVERYONE IN THIS STORY WHO ENGAGES IN SEX IS EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD OF OLDER.
When Billy enters his mother's bedroom, he sees her sitting on the edge of her bed with her back towards him as she talks to his father. Dr. Henry Davis, Billy's father, is in Las Vegas attending a medical convention. Tonight is his Dad's second night away from home. Billy crawls onto the bed behind his sexy Mom and begins to gently rub her shoulders as he recalls their previous night of intimacy. He moves his hands slowly down from her shoulder to her lower back. She leans back onto his hands and welcomes his affectionate touch. Considering the intimacy Billy and his Mom had shared the night before, Billy begins to experience a bit of jealousy between himself and his Dad. In Billy's mind, his Mom should be devoting her attention to him because he is there with her, and his Dad is away at the convention.
Billy can't resist getting playful with his Mom and starts to lightly tickle her to see if she can keep her composure with his distractions. Bella giggles and playfully tries to swat his playful hands away. Billy is determined to get her undivided attention and continues to pester her with his childish antics. His Dad picks up on Bella's anxiety.
"What's going on, dear," Henry asks? "Is there anything wrong?"
"Oh, no, it's just Billy being, you know, Billy," Bella says into the phone.
She glances over at her son, grinning as she answers her husband. "Your father says for you to behave, Billy."
"Oh, ok. If Dad says to." Billy replies in a pouting voice and then renews his tickling attack with even more enthusiasm.
"Enough now, Billy. Let me talk with your Dad." She says, laughing and returns her attention to the phone.
Billy, however, isn't through with her. He is there, and his Dad isn't. Billy feels that he should be his Mom's only focus of attention. With his hands still on her back, he slowly slides them around her waist and then brings them up to her breasts, which is something totally unexpected by his Mom. Billy cups his Mom's breasts and gently squeezes. It surprises her. However, it's not entirely unwelcome. Billy started this horse-play as a game, but when his hands closed around her ample tits, the whole atmosphere of the room changes in an instant. Bella turns her head to look at her son as his hands gently squeeze her sensitive breasts. The look in her eyes tells Billy she loves what he is doing. Billy's remorseful grin slowly changes as he recognizes that his mother is laughing and isn't mad. She looks at him with an emerging realization that his actions arouse her. She knows it is turning her on, and suddenly Billy knows it too. He feels himself getting hard, and his actions are no longer innocent playfulness. A soft moan escapes his Mom's mouth. Henry wonders if everything is okay with Bella.
"Are you okay, Bella?"
"Huh, what? Oh, yes. I'm still here, Henry. What did you just say?" Bella once again turns her attention to the phone and tries to concentrate on her husband's conversation. She likes what her son is doing but certainly doesn't want to share that with her husband.
Billy reaches around his mother's body and slowly unbuttons her blouse as she talks with his father. He pulls her blouse open away from her breasts and caresses them over her black lace bra. As he runs his hands over her tits, he kisses his Mom on the neck and kisses his way up her neck until he finds her ear. Billy flicks his tongue across her earlobe and then circles his tongue around her ear. He sucks her lobe into his mouth and ever so gently nibbles on it with his teeth.
"Ohhhh, yes," Bella moans softly. "Hmmm? What? Oh, I just agreed with you, Henry, I said Uh-hum. Right..."
Billy blindly fumbles to finds the clasp to her front opening bra between her breasts and opens it smoothly. Her glorious tits happily spring free from their confinement. As he continues to kiss her neck and shoulder, Billy proficiently removes her blouse and bra. He gently runs his fingertips over the end of her nipples, which become hard as little diamonds. She's finding it more difficult to explain her mumblings on the phone. She needs to get off the call with her husband before he figures out what is really happening.
"You know, dear... ahhh... I think maybe I need to go..."
Billy hears her and whispers into her ear, "No, keep talking to him." He swirls his tongue in her ear once more to emphasize his request.
Bella stops talking for a second and turns to face her son again. What he is asking is risky, but it also excites her. A grin slowly creeps across her face as she realizes what her son may be setting up.
"Well, if you really have to go, Bella, I guess we can talk tomorrow night again."
"Hmmm? What? No, wait, Honey. I forgot something I need to ask you about..."
Bella's voice drifts back into her chat with his father. Billy drops down and kisses his way around from the back of her neck. He stretches out with his head in her lap, looking up at her. Billy lifts his head a few inches and kisses one of her breasts softly. He sticks his tongue out and runs it around her stiff nipple. A delightful chill race through her. She gazes down into his eyes, which he keeps glued to hers as he licks and kisses and sucks her nipple. He alternates from one nipple to the other, looking her in the eyes the whole time. Then a huge grin overtakes his face. Bella realizes he is planning something ultra-devious. She feels she should stop her son's recklessness but can't bring herself to do so.
Billy kisses her left breast one more time and then runs his tongue from her nipple to the valley between her marvelous tits. Billy kisses her there and then continues licking his way down to her navel. She has an idea where he may be headed and feels a bit of moisture form in her panties. He runs his tongue around the rim of her navel and then kisses it. As he explores his mother's belly button with his tongue, he gradually scoots around and down off the bed. He kneels between his mother's legs with his mouth still pressed against her belly button. They can both smell the unmistakable scent of her juices, starting to flow within her vagina freely. She tries to push him away, but he isn't about to stop yet.
Billy's mother continues to chat on the phone with his Dad while she watches in helpless fascination at her son kneeling before her with his tongue in her belly button. Bella could have never imagined she would allow anything like this to happen while her husband is on the other end of the phone. She also never dreamed anything like this would be so exhilarating.
Billy lifts his mouth from his Mom's bare stomach and gazes into her sparkling greenish-blue eyes. She meets his stare with a passionate fire burning in her own eyes. He grins up at his mother and extends his hands up to unbutton her slacks. He gently begins tugging at them. Bella finds herself voluntarily lying back on the bed so that she can raise her hips and allow him to remove her slacks and then her panties. She is losing track of the phone conversation as her shameless excitements keep rising.
"Oh my god." She loudly mutters as her panties slide down her legs.
"What? Did something just happen, Bella?"
"What, oh, nothing, dear. Someone, uh, mmm, left a tack on the floor, and I stepped on it. I know, dear. I'll be careful. Hmmm? What... Billy? Uh, no, he's, uh, taking care of something else. Uh, yes, I'll get him... in a little while... when he's... uh, finished with what he is doing at present. I don't want to disturb him right now. I want him to finish what he is doing."
Billy looks at his mother lying before him on the bed. He has her panties in his hands. He brings them to his nose and inhales her aroma. He can't help but grin as he listens to her side of the conversation with his father. Then he leans forward and pushes his head between her legs. He has every intention of fulfilling his mother's wishes and finish what he started.
Billy puts a slight amount of pressure on his Mom's legs, and she spreads them wider, giving her son full access to her delicate womanhood. Bella's facial expressions convey the urgency in her anticipation. Billy smiles then softly kiss her right thigh. He begins to kiss and lick his way up her trembling thighs slowly. They both know where he is heading. Bella gasps and stifles a deep moan.
When Billy finally reaches his mother's vagina, he pauses to breathe deeply of her arousal, and then he gently kisses her on her pussy lips. Next, he extends his tongue as he swabs it up and down her wet slit. He glances up and sees his Mom holding her breathe. She can't take her eyes from his as she watches his face hover over her pubic mound. She can feel the tickle of her son's hot breath on her pubic hairs. He extends his tongue and probes inside her velvet smooth opening. Her hand moves down so she can run her fingers through his hair and pull him harder against her pussy.
When he finds his mother's clit, she helps direct his attention to her pussy areas, which need his attention the most. Bella tries as hard as she can to suppress her moans of obvious pleasure as her son begins to focus all his attention on her sensitive nub. He circles it with his tongue and then wraps his lips around it. As he does, he presses his mouth hard into his mother's pussy, and then he flings his head back and forth, almost like a dog playing with a rag. It becomes too much for her. Bella's body goes stiff, and her thighs clamp around her son's head as her orgasm commences. She doesn't even remember where she is at that moment.
"Oh, god... yesssss! Oh, that feels so wonderful. Mmmmm."
"Uh, what? What did you just say, Bella?"
Then Bella remembers where she is and who is on the other end of the line and tries to cover her mistake. She has to think quickly.
"No, honey. I just took my shoes off. I didn't realize how sore my feet were until just now. Uh-huh, that's right. It's such a blessed relief to rub them in just the right place. Yes... yes, it feels soooo good I can hardly believe it."
"Is Billy through with whatever he was doing, Bella?"
