A blue hue from a full moon cast faded shadows over Cindy's bedroom ceiling. Her head was swimming in confusion. She stared blankly at the motionless ceiling fan above her. She had just cleaned up her son after unexpectedly giving him his first ever blowjob. How could this have happened she thought, what have I done.
Cindy had been divorced for about two years but her husband never really gave her much satisfaction in bed. She was attractive and slender. She married right out of high school because she was pregnant, with her only son. She kept up on working out and her body was petite yet curvy, sporting 34C breasts. She remained firm despite giving birth, probably because she had Jay when she was still young she thought. Her legs and stomach were tight only having a tiny pouch at her waist line. She kept her auburn hair shoulder length and straight.
Her tongue touched the ridge of the top of her mouth and she could taste her son's semen. The taste turned her on. She took off her clothes while remaining flat on her back. What am I doing, she thought. She spread her legs and slightly bent them. One hand began lightly stroking the inside of her thighs while the other glided to her breasts where she traced around her now erect nipples. She began squeezing them and rolling the tip of her nipple between her middle finger and thumb. An occasional tug and small twist shot a tingle from her nipple to her pussy. She thought about how her son's moans and breathing were reactions from her sucking on him. How she in turn reacted to his pleasure by sucking harder or softer, stroking him faster or slower.
Cindy's fingers found her wet pussy. She moved them up and down her slit then onto her clit. Her second hand fell to her thigh as her finger massaged her clitoris. She played with herself, opening the folds that hid her clit, touching and stimulating. She began to work up to an orgasm fantasizing over her son's climax. Her finger entered her pussy. Working it in and out in time with her breathing, her palm of her hand applied pressure to her swollen clit. She spread her legs farther apart. Oh yes she said to herself. She pushed her finger in as far as it would go. "Mmmmm," she said out loud.
Her finger retreated and she then lifted up her legs to a hidden desire. Her finger coated in her juices slid down to her asshole. She flicked it and teased it, imaging someone else's finger there. It teased the opening and then slowly penetrated it. "Oh," she let slip. Much more slowly she eased it in and out. She continued until she felt the desire to cum. She moved her hand back to her pussy and rubbed her clit. Her hips thrusting in time. She was about to cum when her free hand went to touch her face. There she recognized a smell that coated her hand. She inhaled deeply the smell of her son's cum on her hand. The excitement intensified tenfold and she hit her peak. She sucked in her finger imaging it was her son's cock and then shook with and intense orgasm. Her body fucked her hand as wave after wave overtook her. She tensed and squeezed her legs around her hand causing it to push into her feminine mound. Her body relaxed and she pulled her finger from her mouth. She continued to work up a couple more smaller orgasms before falling asleep.
The following morning Cindy awoke naked on top of her covers. Had this all been a dream, she thought. She raised her hand to her mouth and stuck out her tongue. A distant taste of her son's cum remained. She now decided she had to do something about this.
With an established routine she made breakfast for her son. Both Cindy and Jay acted as though nothing unusual happened the night before. She acted with motherly intent feeding him his breakfast as his bandaged hands rested useless on the table. Of course after breakfast it was normal bath time for Jay. Cindy cleaned up the table and Jay bounced upstairs.
Waiting in the bathroom Jay's mind flashed back to the night before: His cock being sucked, the warm mouth that was wrapped around it, sucking and caressing it. He remembered watching his mother's mouth, her lips soft. Her hair tickled his thighs. His cock now was hard aching for attention. It wouldn't be too soon before his mother came to wash him and get him off, he thought.
He heard his mother's footsteps climbing the stairs and his anticipation grew. He could barely stand it. His mother came through the door and smiled at him and looked down at his cock poking out from his boxers. She started the water and helped him out of his underwear. "My, aren't we up this morning," she commented while looking at his fully erect penis. Jay jumped in the water. Maybe she'll suck me again right now. Maybe I should ask. I want to do that again he thought.
She reached for the soap and washcloth and began her scrubbing. She washed his arms, chest, back, neck, then feet, calves, and thighs. This was it, he thought. Her hands took a hold and slid easily around his shaft, the other quickly found his balls. "Ohhhhhh," he let out. But she quickly stopped and turned for a towel.
"Mom, I didn't finish yet," he said.
"Honey, what we did last night. I mean, wasn't last night good enough for a while?" she said.
"Huh? I just thought," he started to say.
"You thought I'd service you anytime you wanted it? Do I look like a slut to you?" she said.
A slut? What a kind of word was mom using he thought. Just the word slut turned him on but he didn't want to say so. "No mom, of course not, but I..." he tried to give a slight protest.
"Maybe another time. Let's get going on the day!" she said.
"Alright," he said not at all enthused.
She was eager to take a drive around the country side looking at the scenery, up over ridges and overlooking a valley of trees and water. How beautiful, she thought. The day wore on, and Jay was only half interested in the car ride. Sure the sights were pleasant but the rejection in the bathroom early in the morning felt like a sword piercing his gut. When will she do it again, he thought. I want it now, so bad.
Cindy turned the car back in the direction of the cabin and headed for home. She made a phone call to the pharmacy to snap at them for messing up her son's prescription the day before. Jay could hear his mother getting annoyed at the person on the other end, but then heard her ease up, probably giving some discount on the new prescription.