It sounded so outrageous that Amanda didn't know whether or not to believe her ears.
"Baby! You shouldn't have your fingers in Mommy's pussy while we have guests at the table in the other room, not to even mention your father!"
It was said in a hissing stage whisper Amanda was obviously not meant to overhear. Then those forbidden sounding words were followed by a mother's gleeful giggling.
"I can't help it, Mom. You've been driving me crazy in that dress all night. It's not my fault you make me need you so bad," the horny eighteen-year-old whispered back.
"Oh my god, baby, put that cock back in your pants!" the mother hissed, but still giggling and very clearly not minding that her son had his penis out in the open.
"Just suck it for a minute, Mom. Then I'll be good and go back to the dining room like nothing happened. I promise."
"God, how I spoil you," his mother said with mock annoyance. If there was anything to be taken from her underlying tone of voice it was that she loved her horny son's greedy attention.
Amanda couldn't see them, but as she quietly moved closer to the doorway, she spotted a mirror on the opposite wall that reflected Carol Johnson, now on her knees in front of her son, Benny. Amanda could only see the back of the other woman's head, but it was obvious she was taking her son's cock into her mouth. Benny moaned softly and closed his eyes as he savored the wicked, wet suction of his mother's mouth.
Amanda was paralyzed. Her own son and Carol's husband were still sitting at the table in the dining room. Amanda and her son, Kyle, were new in town, and Benny was a new friend Kyle had made when he joined the wrestling team at his new school. The Johnsons had graciously invited the new arrivals over for dinner. Kyle and Benny seemed to be forming a fast friendship, and the whole family were friendly and gracious, making Amanda feel welcome to their new town and school district. Of course Benny and Kyle were both eighteen year old seniors, so they would be graduating in a few more months.
During the dinner, Carol made an excuse that something needed to be done in the kitchen. Her handsome, athletic son got up a moment later, saying he was going to help his mother. It was only a couple of minutes later that Amanda said she needed to use the bathroom. It was then she discovered Carol and Benny weren't in the kitchen at all, but a sort den or library just off the hallway that led to the bathroom.
To say Amanda was shocked by what she found would be an understatement. It was shocking enough just to happen upon her son's new friend goading his own mother to suck his cock, but it was obviously not their first time. On top of that, the risk they were taking to do it during a dinner with guests was inconceivable. Amanda was trembling as she watched Carol's head bobbing steadily as she sucked her son's cock. Benny kept his moans at a low volume, but he reached for his mother's head and began pumping his excited rod into her mouth.
"Ooohhh, Mom, fuck," he groaned quietly. "That's so good. Nobody sucks that hard dick like you."
Carol made a yummy sound in response, not being able to say anything with her mouth full of Benny's flesh. The mother and son became so involved in the illicit blowjob that Amanda didn't think they'd stop no matter who found them. Benny was losing control of his volume as he ardently fucked his pretty mother's face. They were obviously in a rush. Amanda was mesmerized watching the young athlete grind his powerful hips at his mother's bobbing head, straining to feed her a load of his warm cum before they got caught.
It wasn't hard to guess they were excited as much by taking such a huge risk as they were by the sordid taboo of their incestuous actions. Amanda had never seen a blowjob, except from the perspective of the one doing the sucking. It was fascinating just to see people having sex, but seeing a mother lovingly suck the aroused cock of her own son was something Amanda had no reference for. She knew this sort of thing happened, yet it was the kind of thing no one ever talked about.
The beautiful brunette was partly disgusted. How could a mother and son do such a forbidden thing, and with the intense pleasure they were obviously taking from it? Carol's husband and Kyle were still sitting at the dinner table just a couple of rooms away! At the same time, Amanda couldn't deny the tingles of excitement spreading through her body. She hadn't been with a man since her divorce and having a handsome, athletic eighteen year old living in the very next bedroom had been a challenge to her sense of decency. Whenever she saw Kyle coming or going from the bathroom with only his briefs on or a towel around his waist made her nipples hard every time.
But what Carol and Benny were doing was completely over the top. Amanda was pretty sure it wasn't even legal in spite of Benny being eighteen. All of these things aside, the youthful brunette's pussy was beginning to feel hot and tingly. She wanted to touch herself. It would've been so easy to slip her hand under the short hem of her dress, then inside her panties to rub her smoothly shaven pussy slit, but she didn't dare. What if Carol's husband, or ever worse, Kyle, suddenly came along and caught her rubbing her pussy as she spied on her hostess down on her knees with her son pounding his rock hard prick into her hungry mouth?
She should have kept tiptoeing her way to the bathroom, but seeing how Benny was so close to having an orgasm inside his mother's mouth held her rooted to the spot. She was shocked and fascinated in equal portions. She clenched her fists to keep from touching her pussy and listened to Benny grunt and groan as he rocked his hips harder and faster.
"Mom, ohhhh fuck, Mom, I'm gonna cum," the young man growled, struggling to keep his voice down.
Suddenly, the boy threw his head back while his body went stiff. He stopped pumping his hips while his mother's head increased her bobbing motion. She was sucking the hot spurts of cum right from her own son's throbbing man meat. Carol moaned around Benny's pole, savoring the gooey jets of boy cream pulsing into her mouth. Amanda couldn't breathe and very nearly climaxed without even touching herself.
Seconds later, panic took control of her mind and she quietly slipped into the bathroom before Carol and her son came to their senses and discovered her. Remembering why she left the dinner table in the first place, the brunette lowered her panties to her knees and sat on the toilet to piss. She was barely finished before she brought her hand between her open legs and started rubbing her clit. She was too excited by what she witnessed to think about what she was doing, and within a couple of minutes she found herself biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out while her body rocked with a climax that left her dazed.
Amanda couldn't believe she'd seen their dinner hostess sucking her son's cock or that she'd just masturbated in the bathroom while everyone else was probably back in the dining room having dessert. She patted her pussy dry and got up, pulling her damp panties back into place. Turning on the tap, she washed her hands, rinsing away the telltale droplets of piss that got on her fingers while making herself cum.
As she looked at herself in the mirror she felt tainted, but for some strange reason she didn't feel bad about it. Embarrassed, maybe, but not bad. How was she supposed to go back to the dinner table and act like everything was normal?
In the end, she didn't have a choice. She'd just have to do her best, especially since she'd be sitting there with Carol's husband right after catching his wife cheating on him with their son. At the same time, she couldn't help feeling impressed by the slightly older, much thicker blonde for the way she could bring a much younger man to such an intense explosion of lust, whether he was her son or not. For that matter, her boldness in pleasing her son's cock so deftly made Amanda envious. She wished she could be the type of mother who could take care of Kyle's needs the same way and save him the all the troubles that come with playing around with girls his age.
From what she saw of Benny with his mother, she could tell he was one young man who knew how to handle himself around women. As wicked as the thought seemed, she loved the idea that Kyle could be like that too, guided by the woman who loved him more than any other ever could. Amanda knew she should've been disgusted, but she only felt warm and tingly, like there were butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt that way.
The beautiful brunette took one last look at herself in the mirror, wanting to make sure she still looked presentable. Yet she was so much more than that. Still in her thirties, Amanda was proud to still look like the girl in photos taken ten years before. The only differences were that her body was probably even more toned than back then, since she took up yoga about four years earlier. That, and her tits were somewhat larger. That must come with reaching her prime, she mused, not disappointed to be able to overflow most of the C cup bras she owned.
Amanda finally went back to the dining room, bracing herself with a deep breath before sitting back down. Carol and Benny were both already back at the table, and when she realized they must have come back while she was still gone that they probably suspected she'd seen or heard their illicit dalliance in the library. That would explain the coy glances she was getting from both of them. She felt herself blush and looked downward every time it happened.
They managed to get through dessert and a cup of coffee while Amanda couldn't help thinking about the way Carol's husband and her own son, Kyle, were the only ones at the table who had no idea what really went on that night. After a while, Amanda started to grow nervous as Carol and her son were both looking at her with recognition in their eyes. They both knew that she knew. There was no doubt in her mind. Yet neither of them seemed the least bit ashamed. If anything, they both looked a little smug and defiant.
Amanda waited as long as necessary to seem polite after the dessert and coffee were finished, and then announced it was getting late. While Carol's husband went off to the den, the same room where his wife had been sucking their son's cock, it was Carol and Benny who walked Kyle and Amanda to the door. They stopped to say good night and exchange pleasantries about what a nice evening they all had. Benny was standing closest to Amanda, and she nearly lost her voice when she felt him touch her ass.
If the brunette's dress had been just a couple of inches shorter, Benny could easily have gotten away with slipping his hand under it. But he simply caressed her firm cheek and gave her a squeeze.
