Mom's New Roommate

Thank you for all the comments on the first chapter of this story - I loved getting to read what you thought of it! This chapter picks up right where the last one left off and it doesn't spend much time catching the reader up on what's gone before so I would recommend new readers start with the first chapter.

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That afternoon, Simon was in the walk-in wardrobe in the bedroom he shared with his mother, using his laptop to look at the pictures he'd taken of her the previous day. He found in some of the images, the light was just right to see the shape of her pussy through the tiny bikini thong. He almost drooled as he zoomed in on the high definition image.

"Sweetheart, are you in here?" his mother asked as she came into their shared wardrobe.

"Oh, uh, hey mum," said Simon as he hastily closed the laptop.

"Don't worry about that around me, silly," said Jayne with a smile. "Remember, feel free to do whatever feels natural in our room. No judgement."

"Okay, mum, I will," said Simon uncertainly.

"Actually, it's about that - or something relating to it - that I wanted to talk with you." Jayne sat down a little awkwardly on her son's box of porn. Simon was sitting in the only actual chair in the closet.

"Really?" asked Simon with concern.

"Yes. Well, you may have guessed that, with a spinal injury like your father's, there is often reduced, well, function in the ... genital area," said Jayne a little awkwardly. "Even though his injury isn't nearly as bad as it could have been, and he may one day be able to walk again, there is some damage to that area and things can be ... difficult. Anyway, when your father got home this morning, I tried to, well, initiate some husband and wife time, together, if you know what I mean."

Simon nodded solemnly. He didn't trust himself to speak without giving away that he had heard their coupling.

"One thing led to another, and he managed an erection," said Jayne. "Sorry, I know this is weird to hear about your parents, but it's important. A healthy sex life can help with a positive mental attitude, which I believe is essential in any recovery."

"I understand," Simon croaked.

"Well, the way he managed an erection was a little unconventional. We were discussing how last night went with you and I sharing a bed and I hope you won't mind but I told him about your morning woody and then I noticed he reacted to the thought of your, well, stiffy rubbing against my bum. I don't know if it's the idea of being cuckolded or the taboo of the almost incestuous nature of the situation - he says he doesn't know himself - but whatever the cause, it did the trick. And I even made up a little story of it going further than it did. Much further in fact."

Jayne couldn't read her son's expression. Was he surprised or disgusted? He didn't seem to really react at all. She decided to plough on and hope for the best.

"Well, I've told you all this because, I need to ask you a favour. Rob's asked if you and I could roleplay for him - pretend to fool around while he watches."

"Yes! Uh, I mean, if it will help dad," said Simon.

Jayne smiled at his eagerness.

"Great. In that case, grab your camera and be downstairs in a few minutes."

When Simon came into the kitchen with his camera he didn't know what to expect. Jayne was bent over putting something in the oven and he took the opportunity to appreciate the shape of her perfect arse before she stood and turned to see him.

"Ah there you are!" she exclaimed as if she hadn't seen him in hours. "Are you taking still life photos for your course?"

"Um, yeah," said Simon, uncertain what was going on but trying to play along.

"Well your father's gone out to the club for a bit with the boys. While we're alone, maybe we could do something ... naughty."

"Oh?" asked Simon, "oh, right! Well what did you have in mind?"

"How about you take some sexy pictures of me? I know how much you like the lingerie set I'm wearing - would you like to see more of it?"

"Brilliant!" said Simon with a grin from ear to ear.

"Come on then, let's go to the garden."

Simon made sure to bring all his backup memory cards this time so there was no chance of having to stop prematurely. He double checked all the settings on the camera as he followed his sexy mother out into the garden.

He almost yelped when he caught a sight of his father out the corner of his eye but Jayne had anticipated it and brushed the side of his face to look at her and winked. From what he saw, his father was in his wheelchair in his room - which had been Simon's room until yesterday - and was looking out the window at the garden.

"So how do you want me?" asked Jayne mischievously.

With my cock inside you, thought Simon.

"There's great, mom. Could you strike some poses like yest—a model," he finished lamely, uncertain if he should mention their previous modelling session.

"How's this?" she asked, putting herself in the same pose as she had struck that morning to show off the lingerie - the same pose as Simon's favourite porn star in very similar lingerie.

"Perfect," said Simon with a grin as he started taking pictures.

"How about this?" asked Jayne as she placed her hand on her waist, where the sash holding her dress together was tied in a loose bow.

Slowly, she took the sash and pulled smoothly until the bow popped undone and the tight dress fell open.

"Oh my," said Simon as he saved the moment for posterity.

Jayne dropped the dress on the floor and started posing in the matching lacy blue lingerie set. Simon had seen her in them briefly that morning but nothing like this. She turned her back to show him her amazing butt, bent at the waist with her legs crossed to make a perfect love heart, then peered round to hold a finger to her pouting lips in a theatrically 'naughty' pose. Then she uncrossed and parted her legs, keeping herself bent forward to give her son a view of the panties' gusset.

When she turned back towards him, his attention was still on her crotch and he was shocked to see her pubic hair was slightly visible through the sheerer fabric there. He could see the darker shape of a landing strip pointing the way to heaven. He tried not to use the rapid fire feature of his camera as much this time but he found it more and more difficult to resist as his mother's poses became more and more provocative.

Jayne was enjoying herself posing for her two men. Simon couldn't see but his father had opened his trousers and was stroking himself at the sight of another man - their son - taking risqué photos of his wife. Then she saw him motioning to his chest and she realised what he wanted.

"I think that's about as far as we can go like this," she said to Simon, trying to hide her wicked grin. She loved teasing him.

"Oh, uh, really?" he asked, his voice shaking with disappointment.

"I think so. You've taken so many photos of me in this outfit, I doubt there's an angle of my body in it you haven't captured. So how about I take off my bra?" she asked as she reached behind her back and unclasped the garment.

"Oh my God!" Simon breathed as he held his camera button down, taking photo after photo of his incredible mother taking off her sexy lingerie bra. Her massive tits lurched for freedom when the clasp was opened but Jayne covered them with one arm as she pulled the bra off with the other hand and dropped it to the ground with her dress.

She stood with her nipples covered by her arm for a few poses until she saw Rob gesturing to uncover them. At that moment, she noticed some movement in her neighbour's rear bedroom window as well. There was Mr Porter, taking in the show once again, but this time she saw he was recording it for posterity too with a camcorder directed at her on a tripod.

With a pleasant smile for her son's camera, she dropped her arms and let her massive breasts free in front of her husband, her son, and her nosey neighbour. She felt a little quiver of excitement at the taboo nature of her exhibitionist act.

Simon couldn't believe his eyes and the sound of his camera's shutter going off was almost constant.

Jayne smiled at the sight of both her husband and their neighbour stroking their cocks. Both their members were hidden to her but she could tell what they were doing from the movement of their arms. Even Simon gave his manhood a surreptitious stroke as he quickly replaced the memory card in the camera. Jayne held her pose until he was ready again before moving seductively into her next lewd position.

She lifted her enormous tits as if presenting them to her son as he took close ups of the glorious mounds and her smiling face above. Then she moved one tit up and stuck out her tongue to lightly lick the erect nipple with just the tip. She heard Simon groan under his breath and she giggled. For so many years she had taken care to act modestly around him but now she had let her true self out she was glorying in showing off for him.

She released her magnificent tits and they bounced gently as if in slow motion before turning to pose in profile to her audience, giving Mr Porter more of a view of her beautiful arse with the thin blue panty material disappearing between her cheeks.

After a few more poses, she glanced through the kitchen window at the clock on the wall and had another wicked thought.

She turned face-on to her horny son and husband and moved her hand to her mouth to play around her lips for a moment as if trying to decide something. Then she seemed to make the decision and slowly traced a path down her body from her mouth, past her incredible fun bags, across her flat stomach, finally reaching the waistband of her thin lacy blue panties.

Jayne heard a sudden intake of breath from her rapt son as he saw what she was doing.

Slowly, she slipped her fingers inside the gossamer material then slid them round the garment's waist, playing with it. When her hand was directly above her sex, she started ever so slowly pulling the material down.

With a playful smile on her face, Jayne watched her son's mouth flapping ineffectually as he tried to speak but was amused to see he could still press the button on his camera to preserve her performance for later. She also watched Rob's amazed expression as he seemed to double the speed of the jacking motion on his cock. Out the corner of her eye she could also see Mr Porter's movements become more desperate. She was really enjoying having such a rapt audience.

"Wow," Simon breathed slowly as the top of Jayne's neat landing strip of public hair came into view. At that moment, Jayne saw Rob's face go first tense and then relaxed. He had cum watching her show off her body to their son.

Moments later, the oven's alarm sounded, as she knew it would.

"Dinner's ready," said Jayne breezily as she released her panties to return to their place. She picked up her clothes from the ground and started putting on her bra.

"What ... wait, what?" asked Simon, devastated. "You aren't going to ..."

"Not now, sweetie. Dinner's ready. Come on, your father might be back soon."

"Oh, okay," said Simon, his erection almost painful as it pointed the way back into the house and he affected not to notice his father in his room, panting slightly from his exertions in his wheelchair.

"I'll just take this back to my - uh, our room," said Simon, indicating the camera.

"Okay darling but don't take long," said Jayne brightly. She was now dressed once again in her thin summer dress as if nothing had happened.

Simon quickly ran up to their room and stuck the second memory card - the one with his topless mother on it - into the adapter dongle in the side of his laptop and started moving across all the photos he'd taken. He opened the first that was copied across and was just about to start whacking off to the image when its subject called to him from the kitchen to tell him to get a move on.

With a heavy heart and seemingly heavier balls, Simon went back downstairs, his poor neglected cock straining for relief. He wasn't too surprised to see his father had 'returned from his club' and he joined his parents at the dinner table.

After dinner, Jayne managed to contrive reason after reason for Simon to stay downstairs in the living room with his parents all evening and he once again went to bed frustrated, thinking of nothing but what it would feel like to fuck his sexy mother.

The next morning, Simon woke on his back in his mother's bed. He looked over and saw the form of her hourglass body under the sheet. He once again had a twitching erection and he thought of the previous morning, when he had found relief dry humping his mother in his sleep. And she hadn't been mad at him. She had been understanding and had even encouraged him to masturbate in their shared room.

A thought occurred to him. A thought he would never consider if he wasn't so desperate for relief but in his current state it was almost irresistible. If she didn't mind him accidentally dry humping her in his sleep, what's to stop him dry humping her now? How would she know the difference?

Tentatively, he reached out under the sheet and gently placed his hand on his mother's bicep. No reaction. Slowly, he slipped his hand further round to land on her heaving bosom.

Oh my god, he thought, I have my hand on her tit! And I'm awake to enjoy it this time! Just some a thin terrycloth tank top between my hand and her bulging boob!

Carefully, with his other hand, he pulled his boxers down to release his rock hard cock, drooling pre-cum on the bed sheets. He slowly slid closer to position himself behind his mother to spoon her, pushing his twitching slick cock into the crevice of her cushioned arse.

Still no reaction! He had done it! Now he was free to start humping. He drew back and slid forward, the soft terrycloth of his mother's tight pyjama shorts feeling good against his leaking cock. He repeated the action, sliding back and humping forward, but this time he put more force into it. He hadn't intended to because he didn't want to wake his mother but his baser instincts were in control now and he revelled in the sensations of dry humping his sexy MILF of a mother.

After a while, Simon's movements became so uncontrolled that his cock had come far enough back that when he humped forward again he slipped between his mother's legs and rubbed up against the gusset of her panties, the other side of which lay her hot moist pussy. He paused in shock at the realisation that the heat against his cock came from her cunt and he was separated from it by one thin piece of material.

Jayne had woken before her son and was laying in bed pondering what she might try today to help her husband get an erection when she heard Simon's breathing change as he too woke. She decided to lay still and see what he would do. Before long, she could almost hear the cogs turning as he realised he had plausible deniability if he tried dry humping her again, this time conscious, and she felt his hand rest first on her bicep and then on her tit. Then she felt the unmistakable sensation of a hard cock between her arse cheeks and her son's muscular body against her back. Then came the rutting, back and forth, more and more powerfully, with total abandon, as if he didn't care if she woke. She had become more and more aroused at the sensations, growing quite wet as her son humped against her arse for all he was worth. Then she felt the hot, hard meat slip between her legs and against her steaming hot pussy and stop dead.

The feeling of the hard cock against Jayne's labia turned her arousal to overdrive. But he didn't move. He just stayed still, his hand now gripping her meaty breast flesh and his cock twitching and drooling against her pussy. The anticipation was enough to make her scream, then it came - he started humping again, this time rubbing hard against her labia, clitoris, and pubic bone.

"Yes, yes, yes," chanted Simon below his breath as he humped harder and faster, "yes, yes, yes, YES!" he almost shouted as he finally gained relief and his hot cum sprayed against the gusset of his mother's panties, his hand squeezing her fleshy tit like a vice. To his astonishment, his mother joined in with his last chant and she clamped her thighs closed on his dick as it spewed his seed against her convulsing, climaxing body.

"Well that's one way to start the day," said Jayne with a smile as she patted her son's hand on her mauled tit.

Simon was breathing hard against his mother's neck. He didn't have his breath back yet after his morning workout. Slowly, he let go of her breast and rolled over away from her, his deflating cock slipping from her soiled thighs.

"Oh my god," he said eventually.

Jayne got up and for the second day in a row she used a towel to wipe fresh cum from her body.

"Go jump in the shower would you?" said Jayne, "but leave the door open so I can join you. I think your father would like another show."

Simon's brain wasn't really working properly yet. He was just dealing with the apparent fact his mother had known he was intentionally using her body for his pleasure and hadn't objected and now didn't seem upset. And now she was talking about showering together. But she can't really mean it. Did she mean they would go in the shower with their night clothes on and pretend to be naked for his father? But she wasn't there to ask as she had left - presumably she'd gone downstairs to his old room to get his father.

Uncertainly, he got out of bed and, to the en suite bathroom, and started the shower.

Rob had been awake a little while when he heard what sounded like the springs of his bed - or rather, his wife and son's bed - in a rhythmic squeak, followed by what he thought sounded like both Jayne and Simon saying a muffled, 'yes'. A few minutes later, the vision of his hot voluptuous wife came through the open door to his room, her smile beaming at him.

"Morning, sweetheart!" she said with excitement. "Did you hear Simon going at it just now? He's like the Duracell bunny - always going! He dry humped me between my legs and came all over me!"

Rob was surprised to see his wife's night clothes were actually stained. And he had heard an odd commotion in their room. Was all this to make the fantasy more real for him? Or was it actually happening? The thought had him hard in a second.

"Ready for another show?" asked Jayne brightly.

Rob was eager to see more and said so while quickly sliding into his wheelchair. He would need Jayne's help to ascend the stairs but could wheel himself to the foot. It was a bit of a struggle to get up the stairs but Rob was sure it would be worth it, if it was going to be anything like the show he had in the garden yesterday.

"Okay," said Jayne quietly, "we'll leave the bathroom door open so you can watch us showering." She helped him into a chair in the bedroom, next to the door to the en-suite bathroom. From this position, he could see into the bathroom in the reflection of the mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Jayne smiled and whispered "enjoy the show" before she left him and went to join their son in the bathroom.

When she entered the bathroom Jayne found her son standing next to the shower, still wearing his boxers.

"Come along now," said Jayne briskly, "no need for those." She pulled down his boxers, then took off her own night clothes and dropped them all by the door.

Simon was startled to see his father's reflection in the mirror on the door watching them from the bedroom but even more startled to see his mother so casually reveal her fully naked body to him. He could see her marvellous tits hanging pendulously, her full pubic landing strip, and even a hint of her labia when he looked closer. When she turned to get into the shower, he also got a great shot at her magnificent shapely arse without even the thin material of a bikini or thong obscuring any part of it. He was in heaven and his cock reacted appropriately, regaining his full erection in moments.