Note: Originally this story was going to be 2 chapters, however, it seems it's running longer. To follow along you may want to read the first chapter if you haven't done so. To summarize, Daniel poses as an on line person named "Kizer" to have an online sexual relationship with his mother, Kate.
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"About time Mom, I thought I'd have to watch the movie alone. I put on 50 Shades of Grey, not really just kidding, I put on a silly romantic comedy."
"Oh hush Daniel, you like them as well, now let's eat, I'm starving."
Kate's mind couldn't concentrate on the movie, her thoughts going back to the email from Kizer, what would she say, how far would she go? The allure was fascinating to her, he mentioned a teacher, did he expect her to teach him about sex? How could she, she wasn't exactly the most experienced person herself. She also hadn't forgotten about the other man, JakeD, he seemed interesting as well.
"Mom, what's up with you? You seem like you are lost in space somewhere."
"Nothing Daniel, I guess I did have a little too much to drink, I sure could use a neck massage though."
"Sure mom, don't mind at all, sit down here and I'll get some lotion."
As he settled in behind his mother, his hands began to slightly tremble as he squeezed her neck, slowly and purposely making his way further down, his hands massaging her shoulders and sliding lower towards her breast but stopping short of being obvious, or was he? Her slight moans and twists of her neck began to arouse him, he could feel his cock began to grow.
Fuck he thought, how the hell would he hide his hard on? He continued his roaming hands and fingers, down her back and back up, slightly towards the front and back around. Teasing her, or at least attempting to before deciding not to push it any further. His view from behind her gave him a perfect view of her breasts, so round and perfect he thought. He wondered if his little peeks went unnoticed, he hoped not.
"Oh, that feels so good, I didn't realize how sore I was, moving furniture around and all this re-organizing must have taken a toll on me. We'll be through soon though, then we can sit back, relax and enjoy our new surroundings. We'll be just fine."
"Yes, we will mom, as long as I don't have to sit here and watch these silly movies all the time."
"Maybe next time you can watch something you like; how about some Ice cream?"
Without waiting for an answer; his mother got up and headed to the kitchen. Daniel watched as she walked away, her tight white shorts barely covering her ass and the little shake as she did was quite a turn on. Her ass cheeks poking through the bottom caused a slight stir inside him.
Fuck he thought, I wonder what she is like in bed, does she like sucking cock? Does she like rough sex or does she just lay there and get fucked?
After the movie and ice cream, they both seemed to be a little distracted, Kate's fidgeting was obvious as Daniel collected the dishes. He was curious, maybe she was occupied with his reply to the dating site. He wanted to check for messages but still decided to wait.
His curiosity was getting the better of him though, not just his message but if she had messages from others. He still has the password and seriously thinking about logging on to her profile. Later, he would definitely check it he decided.
"I think I'll go out for a bit Mom, maybe go see Talia for a little while."
"Oh, I thought you and Tally broke up?"
"We did for a while, you know us, off and on. We had a little spat but patched it up. I'll help you with the house tomorrow if you like and finish things up around here."
"That sounds good, no rush, Tell her I said hello."
"Will do mom, catch you later. I won't be too late."
Kate was glad to get some alone time, she was dying to check her messages and write a reply to Kizer and JakeD. It didn't take long after Daniel left, within 5 minutes she was online and writing a reply.
First was to JakeD, this one would be easy, the reply to Kizer would require some thought.
Hi Jake,
I'm a little new, or a lot new I should say to this type of "dating" or just communicating with a potential date. How about a few emails back and forth, maybe a phone chat and if we see a connection then a cup of coffee or something. I'm not looking to just dive into a long-term relationship, I'd rather take my time, have a little fun and go from there.
Warning though, lately I've been a little more "aggressive" than I used to be. My marriage was one of simplicity of sorts, my ex-husband made most of the decisions and that left me feeling like a traditional housewife. Maybe that was the problem with our marriage.
Forgive me, I've already broken the first dating rule, not to talk about previous relationships. However, I thought it was important to know a little something about me and what I'm not looking for.
I've enclosed a picture of me, I don't like surprises nor do I want false expectations. I'll wait for a reply and we can go from there.
Kate
Now for Kizer, this one will require a little more thought. After all, his age was a major concern, to get caught in a romantic relationship or just the perception of one would certainly cause "talk". Legally ok but still people like to gossip. However, the sexual thoughts inside her head have her mind twirling, not any reason she can't have some fun, carefully though, very carefully.
Hi Kizer,
Maybe you are right, it can't hurt anything to just talk and chat. However, there are a few rules I want to establish. No pictures of my face, considering our huge age difference and not knowing a lot about you I'm not taking any chances. This isn't exactly "proper" so I need to be careful.
Based on your messages, this appears to be all about sex, or most of it anyway. I'm ok with that, otherwise, I wouldn't be writing you back. Another thing, there won't be any meetings between us.
Lastly, and considering my assumption is correct about it's mostly sexual then I'll start with telling you what I expect and want from this. Something tells me you won't mind my directness, which I might add is totally out of character for me. Like you though, maybe I want to learn about the "sexual escapades" you mentioned.
You see, I've always been somewhat submissive, I'm sure you know what I mean, if not you can look it up, just google "sexually submissive" and I think you'll find out all you need to know. However, I think I may want to explore the other side, I want to be in charge, maybe I even want more than to be in charge.
Maybe, just maybe, I want a young stud to do as I say and want. Scratch that "maybe", that's exactly what I want.
So, if you want to play then write me back. However, there is one thing I want you to do when you write back, take a picture of your stud cock and show it to me, I need to see if you're worthy of my time.
Wow, I'm not used to this, and not even used to talking like this. My pussy is wet now, I'll be waiting to hear back.
Kate
Kate read her words over and over several times. Changed it a few times, deleted it and rewrote it. Every time she read it she felt more powerful and it began to cause a feeling like she'd rarely felt before, if ever. It wasn't just a feeling, it was the physical reaction that traveled all the way down between her legs.
She shouldn't be talking like that, especially to an 18-year-old stranger. What would he think she wondered, what would he do, would he really send the picture? Her head spinning with filth and sexual decadence she hit the "send" button. Fuck, what have I done...
She could feel how wet she was and imagined how wet she would be if he sent her a picture. Sitting at the table she slid her hand down to her white shorts, unbuttoned and unzipped she slid her hand inside her panties. Damn, she thought, I can't seem to get satisfied. What she needed was a cock, not her hand.
Just as she was getting to the nitty gritty her phone rang. Fuck, Daniel calling, should I answer or not? With her hand still in her panties, she reached for the phone with her free hand.
"Hello" she answered in a somewhat out of breath voice.
"Hi mom, I'm going to be a little later than I planned, just thought I'd let you know so you don't get worried.
Plunging her finger inside her, she was barely able to answer; "Ok sweetie, I'll see you later."
"You ok mom, you sound out of breath or something, or have you been crying?"
Trying to gather a little composure; "I'm fine Daniel"
"Well ok then, see you when I get home."
"Ok sweetie, bye."
Almost as soon as she said goodbye, Kate reached for her shorts and pulled them off, her panties followed and her legs spread wide, she finger fucked her pussy as fast as she could, a feverishly rapid pace that still wouldn't eradicate her deranged lust. Seeing her hair brush on the table, she reached for it with her slippery wet fingers and shoved the handle deep inside.
In and out as fast as he could, her thoughts of Daniel's voice on the phone while she masturbated echoed inside her head. The more shame and guilt she felt, the harder she fucked herself until she couldn't hold back. The screams so loud they even shocked and surprised her.
Even through the hardest of a shameful orgasm, she still wasn't completely satisfied. She needed more, wanted more. What the hell would it take she thought. Finally relaxing just a bit she felt an intense feeling of shame and guilt. Godamn it, Kate, what the hell was that.
Authors Note:
Sexual shame, goes much deeper than humiliation, it's also more difficult to achieve. One has to reach deep into the crevices and corners of the mind to extract those feelings of guilt and shame, in whatever form it is. However, unlike humiliation, sexual shame is most often based on a reality or a fantasy of a reality. A deep seated truth of what turns one on. It's not the same as "You're a slut, now suck my dick."