Mom's Motivation: A 2nd Son
Summary:
Caught fucking one son, Mom next gets spit-roasted by them.
Note 1:
This is dedicated to Larry who requested this twisted series.
Note 2:
Thanks to
Tex Beethoven
and
Robert
for editing this chapter.
Note 3:
This is part 2. In part 1, a Mom becomes very concerned about the future of her two grown sons who exhibit absolutely no ambition towards making anything of themselves, and instead rely on her to bail them out whenever they need money. Knowing they both think she's beautiful (which she is), she decides to use her sex appeal to motivate them into getting jobs, beginning with her younger son Alex. She makes some decisions which seem reasonable at the time, but in retrospect are very worrisome, culminating in her spending a sex-filled night in a fancy hotel with Alex as a reward for his landing a good job.
Mom's Motivation: A 2nd Son
The morning after....
Stephanie woke up in a hotel room. Lying next to her was... her son... her son Alex, who was still sleeping.
She replayed last night in her head. She couldn't believe she'd actually crossed the line and fucked her son... over and over again... all night!
It was the most amazing sex she'd ever experienced!
So raw.
So intense.
So taboo.
So satisfying.
Yet as a new day began, an incredible amount of guilt consumed her.
She'd fucked her own son!
She'd committed incest!
She'd broken the law!
Guilt swarming through her, she slipped out of bed, grabbed her clothes, got dressed in the bathroom, and quietly fled the hotel. As she was scurrying to her car, she checked her phone.
There were eight missed phone calls, and almost a dozen text messages... all from her daughter Haley.
She flipped through the texts, which were all from this morning within the last hour.
Where are you?
Mom?
Mom?
Did you stay with the boys?
Are you okay?
Mom?
Just talked to Andrew. Alex is missing too.
Is Alex with you?
Calling the police!!!
That last one was from five minutes ago. Stephanie quickly called her.
"Mom!" Haley said, a huge sigh of relief in her voice.
"Sorry, honey," Stephanie said, trying to quickly come up with a reason she hadn't come home last night.
"Where are you?" Haley asked.
"Just leaving," Stephanie said, keeping it vague.
"From where?" Haley asked.
"It's a long story," the Mom said, not very good at thinking on her feet, or lying.
"But you're okay?" Haley asked, since it was becoming obvious her mother had slept overnight with some man. Part of her was happy, since her mother didn't get out much, yet it was crazy that right now she was playing the adult's role... the one anxious for her Mom to come home safely.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Stephanie reassured her. "I should have called."
"Yes, you should have," Haley agreed.
"Yes, Mom," Stephanie joked.
"You really had me worried," Haley said. "Have you heard from Alex?"
"Not since yesterday afternoon," Stephanie lied to her daughter, immediately feeling terrible about it.
"He isn't answering his phone either, and he didn't go home last night," Haley said, thinking how crazy it was that both her Mom and brother were missing on the same night... although likely, knowing her player brothers, they often wouldn't come home at night... normally she wouldn't know, was all.
"I'm sure he just ended up crashing at someone's house," Stephanie continued to lie, as she turned around to return to the hotel room. She needed to make sure their stories would match.
"Yeah, probably," Haley said. "Well, if you're okay, I'll head off to church."
"You're not at the church?" Stephanie asked, surprised, since the service would have started twenty minutes ago.
"I thought my mother might be dead," Haley said flatly.
"I'm so sorry I worried you," Stephanie said, thinking this was a sign from above that what she did was so, so terribly wrong. She felt guilty for having sex with her son, compounded by the guilt of now lying to her daughter and having worried the bejeezus out of her.
"It's okay," Haley said. "You're allowed to have a life."
"LOL, thanks," the Mom laughed.
"Was he at least cute?" Haley asked.
"Pardon?" Stephanie asked, her eyes going wide, reaching the room where she'd committed all those sins.
"It's obvious you spent the night with a man," Haley said.
"Oh, yes, well," Stephanie babbled.
"I'll take that as a yes," Haley teased. "And I'm not blaming you, you deserve a good man, or even just a pleasant roll in the hay sometimes."
"Oh, thanks honey," Stephanie said, feeling so guilty for lying to her daughter even while she was happy for her.
"See you after church," Haley said.
"Sounds good," Stephanie said, as she hung up and knocked on the door, not having a key.
After a minute, and a second, more aggressive knock, Alex opened the door, looking a little groggy.
Stephanie walked in and said, "Get your phone."
"What? Why?" Alex asked, not much of a morning person, at least not until he had a cup of coffee or two.
"Your sister has probably been calling you over and over, looking for me," Stephanie explained frantically, completely stressed out.
"Oh," he said completely naked, his big cock dangling between his legs.
"Where's your phone?"
"In my jeans pocket," he pointed, where his jeans were haphazardly lying on a chair.
Stephanie went to it and ordered, "Text your sister you're okay."
"Okay," he said as his mother handed him his phone.
"She's been worried sick about me, since I didn't come home last night," Stephanie explained, having been so frantic that she was just now noticing her son was completely naked.
"Oops," he chuckled.
"Oops?
Oops
is all you can say? She can't learn the truth! So you need to come up with an excuse about where you were last night."
Alex texted his sister he was fine, while he said, "I'll just tell her I was with some hot MILF all night."
"Alex!" Stephanie said, as her son tossed his phone onto the bed and walked over to her.
"Mom," he said, as he reached her, taking her hands in his. "That way I won't be lying, and there's no way she could possibly think the hot MILF was you."
"What?" the Mom asked, her strong persona weakening a tad, "You don't think I'm a hot MILF?"
"Oh Mom," he said. "You're the hottest MILF ever! I'm just pretty sure Haley would never think you'd commit incest."
"Me neither," Stephanie sighed, the word that had been such a turn-on in the heat of the moment last night, now suddenly such a bad one.
"Mom," he said, as he moved closer and whispered in her ear, "last night was amazing.
You
were amazing!"
"I guess, but it can't ever happen again," Stephanie asserted, even as his hot breath sent a wave of pleasure through her.
"Not just
once
more?" he asked, as his hands moved to her ass and pulled her close, kissing her neck.
"Alex, no," Stephanie weakly protested with words only, even while her body betrayed her, as her pussy leaked ever so slightly, and her legs and hands weren't pushing him away like her brain was demanding they do.
"You're my Pet Mommy, Mom," Alex reminded her. "You'll do whatever I tell you."
"That was juuuust last night," she moaned, as Alex squeezed her ass and sucked on her earlobe.
"Was it?" Alex asked, last night giving him such confidence and such pleasure that there was no way he could allow it to be just a one-time thing. His mother was the perfect woman, and he just
had
to have her again... and likely again... and again... and again...
"Yesssss," Stephanie answered, her resolve melting from his touch.
"Yes, you want me to stop, or yes please son, treat me like your Pet Mommy?" he asked, as one hand left her ass and snaked inside the waistband of her jeans, directly to her wet pussy, since she still wasn't wearing any panties.
"Alex," she answered, which obviously wasn't an answer, as his hands and breath were driving her wild and weakening her non-existent resistance.
"That's it, Mommy," he said, as his finger slid inside her pussy, "let me take care of you."
"You're so bad," she moaned, giving in to her son's touch... her guilt fading for the time being as lust overrode her moral values.
"And I'll make you feel so good," he said, as his finger slowly pumped in and out of his Mom's wet pussy.
"But this is so wrong," Stephanie whimpered, even though she knew they were hollow words.
"Does this
feel
wrong?" he asked, as he lowered himself before her, lowering her jeans while still fingering her
"Noooooo," she moaned loudly, "it feels really, really good."
"You still taste amazing," he said, repeating his compliment from last night.
"And you're so good at that," she moaned, it being so rare that a man would actually go down on her, never mind going down for more than a few seconds, and even knowing what he was doing.
"I'll do this anytime you want, Mom," he said, adding wickedly, "you know I've always loved your homemade cooking."
"You're so bad," she repeated, as his tongue and fingers were driving her wild. She'd never come while standing up, as she found it distracting, and even though she was enjoying this, she urged him, "Let's finish this on the bed."
"Good idea," he agreed, as he pulled his finger out, helped her completely out of her jeans, stood up, and led her to the bed.
Stephanie crawled onto the bed, spread her nylon-clad legs and said, "Come eat your Mommy, Baby."
"Anytime," he repeated, meaning it, knowing how much women loved a man who could eat pussy. His brother was more of a get sucked or roughly fuck a girl kind of guy. Alex was the opposite.
