A Sons Lust 3

Johnny was crouched outside the bathroom door, his eye nearly touching the keyhole as he stroked himself furiously. Inside was his mother, Elise, in the shower. Through the glass of the shower door, he could see her clearly and he loved every second of it.

"Oh god, mom..." he thought to himself as his cock throbbed in his hand.

Water cascaded down his mother's slightly-chubby body, dripping off her protruding light-pink nipples. Elise lathered soap along her thick thighs, unaware that her own son was just outside watching her every move. The shampoo bottle slams against the floor of the shower and startles Elise, her tits bouncing slightly as she jumps.

"God those tits, I need them so bad." Johnny thought as he stroked himself faster imagining his mother's tits wrapped tightly around his cock. Elise bends over to grab the shampoo, giving him a clear view of her shapely ass and pushing him over the edge. "Oh fuck yes. mom!" Johnny quickly stuffs his cock back into his pajama pants as waves of incestious pleasure course through him, he struggles to keep quiet as he fills his pants with cum. After making sure he was undetected, he slinks back into his bedroom with a look of pure satisfaction on his face.

...

For as long as Johnny could remember, he had a thing for older women, but none as much as his mother, Elise. She had raised him alone after his father ran off with his younger secretary, and they had only gotten closer and closer over the years. Many movie nights snuggled up on the couch, her large breasts pressing against his arm; he always had to jerk off violently in his room after that. Elise knew none of this, of course, and Johnny feared often how she'd react if she knew that her own son wanted to fuck her brains out. That fear never stopped him from looking, however, as at any opportunity, Johnny's eyes would roam across her body, taking in her curves, memorizing them, fantasizing about them. Looking was all he could do. Look but never touch... well, never touch her at least.

...

Sunlight peeked through the window blinds as another morning dawned. Johnny stirred from his sleep as he heard a knock on his bedroom door.

"Johnny? Breakfast is ready." his mother called out from beyond the door, her voice alone causing his cock to stir.

"I'll be out in a minute. Thanks, mom." Johnny said sleepily.

After jerking off once again, Johnny gets dressed in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants before heading into the kitchen. Elise was at the stove finishing up the bacon, Johnny eyed her jeans-covered ass as he sat down at the small dining table.

"Morning, mom," he said, pulling his eyes away from her ass as she turns around carrying two plates of bacon and eggs.

"Sleep well?" she asks as she hands him his plate and sits down across from him.

"Yeah, slept great." he says as he lifts a strip of bacon to his mouth.

"I should hope so," she chuckles. "I could hear you snoring through the wall." hearing that makes Johnny think back to the few times he'd been able to hear her fucking herself through the wall and feeling glad that their bedrooms were next to each other. He quickly shakes his head and returns to the present.

"Sorry, hope I didn't keep you up."

"No no, I can sleep through anything at this point." she shrugs and eats her eggs. "By the way," she says after swallowing. "I got called into work today, so you'll have the place to yourself for a while... maybe try finding a new job?" That last part stung a little. Johnny had worked at a fast food restaurant briefly after turning 18 but got fired four months in for jerking off in the walk-in freezer, of course, he never told his mother that was the reason.

"Uh yeah, mom, I'll look online..." he grumbles as he finishes his plate. She nods and stands before leaning over to grab his plate, giving him an unintentional view down her shirt. Johnny quickly calms himself to avoid an erection as she stacks his empty plate on hers and carries them into the kitchen.

...

Johnny watches his mother leave for her office job in the city with no intention of job hunting today. He quickly heads into her bedroom, his cock already out and hard before he even reaches her laundry basket.

"Fuck yes..." he moans as he lifts a pair of recently worn lace panties to his face. "Your pussy smells so good, mom." he pleasures himself as he sniffs and licks his own mother's used underwear, picturing her thick thighs gripping his head as she rides his tongue, her moans echoing through the house as he makes her cum over and over again. "Oh MOM!" he yells as cum spurts out of his cock coating the rest of her clothes in the laundry basket.

He breathed heavily before turning his head. His mother is standing at the doorway car keys in hand and eyes wide with shock and horror.

"I-I forgot my phone..." she manages to say as she stares at her own son's cum dripping off of her favorite pair of panties.

To Be Continued