Seeds of Sin 02 - Tommy and Mommy

This is the second part of a two part story that is about a mother and son attending a wedding together while the father and daughter of the family are checking out a potential university for future enrollment. Both of their stories go sideways when each pair become side tracked as they venture down their own sexual rabbit holes. This is the second installment of that story.

Reading the previous story "Seeds of Sin - Maddy and Daddy" should help clarify the context of this story. All characters are over eighteen years of age.

"Dad, I think something weird is going on between Tommy and Mom." Maddy said to me.

"Why? What makes you say that?" I asked.

"I don't know, I'm just getting this weird vibe, that's all."

"Well, have you seen or picked up on anything specific?"

"No, it's just a feeling."

"Well yeah, I kinda know what you mean, and you might be right, but considering our own shenanigans, I'm not so sure we should be too judgmental."

"I know, but I thought I should at least mention it to you."

"Thanks baby." I said as I bent down and kissed her. Maddy instantly stuck her tongue in my mouth and slipped her hand down squeezing my dick.

"Okay, okay." I said as I broke away and headed upstairs.

I had just come to the top of the stairs and as I turned the corner and started down the hall I could clearly see my wife, Polly, and son, Tommy, in our bedroom. I froze in place. Tommy was standing directly in front of Polly with his hands inside her bathrobe. A blind man could see that Tommy was clearly fondling Polly's pendulous D-cup breasts. Polly, for her part, had her forearms resting on Tommy's shoulders while she ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head.

I quietly backed down the hallway and then made some noise as I thumped back up the stairs. As I started back down the hall, Tommy was just leaving our bedroom.

"Hi Dad!" He said as we passed in the hallway.

I entered the bedroom. Polly's bathrobe was cinched closed. When she saw me, she came over and kissed me on the cheek.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing, why do you ask?"

"Well, I get the impression that Tommy and you seem, shall we say, a little closer than usual, that's all."

"I don't think we're any closer than you and Maddy." Polly shot back defensively.

"WHOA! Where did that come from?!?" I asked.

"Let's just call it 'a woman's intuition.' It's pretty obvious the way Maddy goes out of her way just to be around you, and you both act like horny teenagers when you're together."

"Well, Maddy IS a teenager!" I said.

"You know what I mean...you know EXACTLY what I mean. I mean hell, I can even smell her on you sometimes!" Polly charged.

"Well, if we're going to be accusing each other, what were you guys just doing just now when I just saw Tommy feeling you up inside your bathrobe?" I asked.

"OH GOD! I just knew this was going to eventually happen. I can't believe you saw that! I can't begin to imagine what you must be thinking! This is SOOoo humiliating...FUCK!" She sobbed as she collapsed on the bed. "SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!"

"Don't worry babe. I'm not pissed or freaking out...neither should you. REALLY!" I said as I pulled her close.

"So, did all this start on your trip to that wedding?" I asked.

"Yes. It was totally unexpected, but yeah, that's where it all started."

"So what happened?" I asked.

"Well, we went to the wedding and had a wonderful time. The ceremony was very nice and the reception was absolutely incredible! The food was out of this world, there as a live band, dancing and the champagne just flowed...too much so. I drank way more than I should have. In fact, I got sloshed, and for that matter, Tommy was pretty soused too. Luckily, we didn't have to drive, our room was upstairs in the same hotel as the reception."

"Late that night we headed back up to our room. How we made it back in one piece is a miracle. Tommy was helping me navigate down the halls, but I was literally bouncing off the walls."

"I can't wait to get out of these clothes! They feel so restrictive!" I slurred.

"When we got to our room I handed Tommy the room access card and braced myself up against the wall with my hands so I wouldn't fall over. While I was leaning there, Tommy came up behind me and completely unzipped the back of my dress. While he was fumbling with the door, I shrugged out of my dress and let it drop to the floor. I wasn't wearing a bra, so I was just standing there in just my panties and stockings. I was so drunk, I went ahead and slipped off of my panties too."

"Tommy opened the door and guiding me inside, kicking my clothes in along the way. After we got into the room, everything was kind of a blur. I remember flopping onto the bed. Tommy must have removed my heels and stockings. The only thing a really remember is that Tommy and I were in bed together totally naked and he was pawing the shit out of me. I remember he was slobbering and sucking all over my boobs while he fingered the shit out of my pussy. I knew I should stop him...at least try, but honestly, I was just too drunk to resist, and besides, it felt so fucking good! Not only couldn't I stop him, I really didn't want to! Like I said, I was really, truly out of it, and Tommy took full advantage. He ate my pussy, stuck his dick in my mouth and fucked me hard all night long!"

"The next morning I really felt bad. I had the worst headache ever! I woke up bare ass naked, spread eagle on my back, with Tommy lying next to me. On the one hand, I was upset that he had taken advantage of me like that. I know this sounds perverse, but I also felt excited."

"Tommy woke up and asked me, 'Mom, how are you feeling?'"

"I feel hurt and confused...Tommy...you took advantage of me last night...technically, I think you assaulted me...maybe even raped me...so...no...I'm not sure how I feel..."

"MOM!!! That's not what happened at all! How can you not remember?!? From the moment we got in the elevator to come up to our floor you we're all over me! You unzipped my trousers in the elevator and kept trying to put your mouth on me! You kept saying how much you wanted to suck me off right then and there! After we got off the elevator you kept trying to take off your clothes and insisted that I unzip your dress! After we got back into the room YOU practically tore my clothes off. Then YOU pulled me onto the bed with you! That's what happened! Believe me, I really, really liked it, but I would have NEVER! EVER! Taken advantage of you like that, EVER!"

"I vaguely remember us in the elevator and bouncing off the walls as we came back to the room. I remember you unzipping my dress in the hallway just before we came in the room, but I don't remember much of anything else."

"Mom, please, you've got to believe me, we did have sex, but I DID NOT ASSAULT OR RAPE YOU! FOR GOD'S SAKE! I would never do that. I don't claim to be perfect, but only a real shit would do that to a woman, let alone his own mother! How can I ever convince you?!?"

"Geez, I must have been really out it. Tommy, don't worry, I believe you."

"So what's next?" Tommy asked.

"Well, first things first. I need a shower and then we should probably get something to eat."

Tommy and I both got cleaned up and went out for a late breakfast.

While we ate I asked, "So, tell me, did I make a total spectacle of myself last night?"

"No, not really, you were definitely having fun, that's for sure, but you weren't embarrassing yourself. You did look hot in that dress though. Just about every man at that reception was checking you out. I think you probably danced with every guy there! It wasn't until we were just leaving that you started getting crazy. You know, looking back on it, we were all drinking a lot of champagne, I think someone may very well have slipped you something. I guess it's a good thing we left when we did."

"I can't believe I came on to you the way you described...I mean that's not me, come on! I've never acted that way in my entire life, with anyone, let alone my own child!"

"Well mom, I admit, you we're definitely out of character, but I I sure wasn't complaining. I just wish you were coming on to me because you wanted to, not because you were drunk."

"Well, they say alcohol can diminish your inhibitions. Maybe I was just acting on my suppressed feelings."

"Do you think!?!"

"How else can I explained it?"

"So, and I'm not sure how to ask this...do you think maybe we could, I don't know, get in touch with those inhibitions again?"

"I think we've explored there once too often already."

"But Mom, we've already been intimate, I mean you were really into it last night. I just think it might be an overall better experience, for us both, if we were both fully awake and sober, that's all."

"Well mister, I think it would be a lot better, for both of us, if we just forgot that ever happened to begin with."

"All right." Tommy said sounding more than just a little disappointed and dejected. "So Mom, when do you think we should be heading home?"

"Oh, I don't know, I mean your dad and Maddy will be gone for the rest of the week. I'm in no hurry and we're here at this gorgeous hotel resort. How do you feel about us staying here in the lap of luxury for just a few more days?"

"Sure, I guess, but if we're not going to have any fun, what's the point?"

"Come on! After all these years, are you telling me that now, you and I can no longer have a good time together unless we're in each other's knickers? Just because of one drunken night that should never have happened!?! Tommy, you're acting like a spoiled little shit, do you know that?"

"I know Mom, you're right, I'm sorry. It's just that...last night was like a dream come true. You were so hot and sexy and you REALLY seemed into it. I mean I couldn't even believe what was happening! You can't blame me for wanting to do it again."

"So tell me, exactly how was I 'REALLY into it.'"

"Well, geez Mom, I don't know, I already told you about most of it, but besides all of that, it was just your overall attitude. Your eagerness and excitement was such a turn-on! I've never, ever, experienced anyone wanting me and demanding to have sex with me like that! You really wanted ME! You couldn't get enough of ME! You were like nothing I'd ever seen before. You weren't my mother...you were my lover and you were a wildcat! Can you really blame me for wanting more, to do it again?"

"Okay, I get it, but that still doesn't change the fact that l'm still your mother, and no matter how I may have acted last night, why on earth are you so obsessed with having sex with me? I mean you're a good looking eighteen year old guy. You can literally have your pick of loads of young gorgeous girls. So I ask again, why are you fixated on a tired old bag like me?"

"Gee Mom, I don't know. Maybe it's because you're a beautiful, hot, sexy, woman. Maybe because all those young gorgeous girls can't hold a candle to you." While speaking, Tommy slowly slid his hand over to his mom's. When their fingers met, Tommy gently took his mother's hand in his own, softly rubbing her palm with his thumb. "Mom, I've fantasized about you for ages. Last night was like a fantasy come true for me. Look, we're here together alone...just you and me...we've already crossed over any boundaries. So, let's make our stay here one we can't ever forget."

"Yeah, that's what I'm hoping to avoid," Polly said under her breath. "So," she continued, "what carnal acts do you fantasize us doing?"

"This is kind of embarrassing," Tommy said.

Polly couldn't help but snicker, "Your sitting here propositioning your own MOTHER but you think it's too embarrassing to tell me what unspeakable acts you want me to perform!?! That's a laugh!"

"Okay, okay, you're right!" Tommy admitted. "Look, I'd be happy to give you 'laundry list,' but why don't we just go back up to the room and just see what develops." He said as he started to get up out of his seat.

Polly motioned him back down. "No, to tell you the truth, I want to hear the laundry list. I want my son to tell his mother what turns him on. Oh, and I want details too."

Tommy just looked at his mother dumbfounded. He never expected his mother to call his bluff. With her fingers Polly motioned her son to start talking, but Tommy just mumbled.

"Fine! Okay! Great! I'm outta here! Look Tommy, you talk a good game my boy, but, when it comes down to it, if you don't have the balls to tell a girl what you want when she asks, you don't have the balls for me." Polly got up from the table and walked away, leaving Tommy to pay the tab.

As Polly walked away, she was hoping she hadn't embarrassed Tommy too badly. She knew she had come across like a bitchy cunt, but she was saying things just off the top of her head. She was just trying to say something so she could just get up and leave the table as fast as possible. Deep in her heart Polly knew this whole "Mother-Son Thing" just couldn't happen...again. Yet, on the other hand, Polly was flattered beyond words that any good looking young stud, let alone her son, would be aroused by her. Also, though it was hard to admit to herself, all of Tommy's slick talking got her so H-O-T! She knew that once he started listing all the sex acts he wanted her to do with him, that that would put her over the edge, and then there wasn't anything anyone could have done to stop her from cumming right there in the middle of the restaurant.

Polly could feel how wet she was, and as she purposefully headed back to the room, it took all her conscience effort to keep from jamming her fingers into her sopping crotch.

Once back in the room, she quickly stripped out of all of her clothes and fingered herself to an intense orgasm. Polly knew her son was bound to walk in on her at any moment, but she was beyond caring, and the idea that Tommy could discover her at any second only intensified her lust.

After she composed herself, Polly just laid there on the bed, legs spread, wishing that Tommy would find her like this. The sun was beating down on her naked body through the open curtains and as she luxuriated in the sunlight, she came to the realization that she needed to find her son.

Polly got up and put on one of the hotel's thick white terry cloth bathrobes from the closet. She was totally naked underneath the robe but she just looked like any other guest heading towards the swimming pool. Polly always had been a closet home nudist and exhibitionist, so this little foray out into the public was exciting for her.

Polly wandered throughout the hotel looking for her son. She eventually found him laying in a lounge chair near the pool.

"May I join you?" Polly asked as she laid out on an adjoining lounge chair. She ordered two Long Island ice teas from a passing staff member. They sat there in silence until their drinks arrived. After she signed for the drinks, Polly said, "Look Tommy, I want to apologize for the way I spoke to you earlier. What I said and the way I said it was mean, cruel and totally unjustified and I'm sorry. I'd like you to give me a chance to make things right between us."

Tommy, who had been staring off into space the whole time turned and looked at his mom. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"Well, I was thinking, maybe we can make this an experience we can both remember and benefit from. Here's what I was thinking...I'm not so sure about us just hopping into bed together, just for the sake of sex. BUT, what if we used these next few days for me to instruct and show you, different ways to please and treat a woman. What do you think?"

"So what are you suggesting?" Tommy asked.

"Well, I certainly can't speak for all women, but I know what I like. I was thinking, if I can show you what works for me, that should certainly give you confidence and experience whenever you're involved with anyone in the future. Does that make sense?"

"Sure! When can we start!?!" Tommy blurted.

"I think we already have." Polly said with a knowing smile.

They finished drinking their cocktails then headed back up to their room. They were standing alone in the elevator when Tommy asked, "Mom, did you bring a bathing suit?"

"Nope, just my birthday suit." Polly said as she pulled the knot on her sash, letting her robe separate and gape wide open.

"MOM!!! What if somebody comes in the elevator?!?" Tommy hissed.

"Well, I guess they'll get a show." Polly answered.

They rode the elevator up to their floor, and to Tommy's relief, it did not stop and no one else joined them. But, when it stopped at their floor, as the doors opened, a man and his wife were waiting. Their jaws dropped open as they watched Polly step out. It thrilled her to no end exposing herself as these strangers watched her go by. The couple just stood there in shocked silence. Polly looked them both in the eye and smiled as she passed. The man smiled back with a huge grin on his face. His wife didn't seem quite so enthralled.

Polly turned to Tommy, "I'm sure that will give him something to wack off to in the foreseeable future."

"Yeah, me too." Tommy answered.

When they returned to their room, Polly hung out the "Do Not Disturb" sign, then stepped directly in front of her son.

"Are you ready for your first lesson?"

"Yes ma'am." Tommy said as he dutifully nodded his head.

"Well, the first thing to know is, be cool, take your time, be decisive, don't fumble and above all else, don't rush. A woman like to know she's in capable hands."

"Okay..." Tommy responded.

Polly grasped the bottom of Tommy's tee-shirt and pulled it up and over her son's head. Then she grabbed the elastic waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. His already hard cock snapped up, sticking straight out. Tommy stepped out of his shorts as they fell to his ankles. He stood there in front of his mother, stark naked, except for his shoes.

"Now, one thing I really like...is to be wooed, and one of the best ways for me to get turned-on, is to be undressed. Granted, I'm not wearing a whole lot right now, but if you would be kind enough to help me remove what little I do have on, that would be so incredibly arousing."

Tommy stepped forward carefully lifted the robe off of his mother's shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He reached out to cup his mother's breast in his hand, but before he could, she stepped back, out of reach.

"You're too eager! I told you, take your time and don't grab!"

"But Mom! I just wanted to..."

"I know what you 'just wanted to'...Jesus, boys, and men for that matter, have been 'just wanting to' with me as long as I can remember! Don't worry, you're going to get all the rewards you every dreamed of, but in due course. For now let's just enjoy each other's nudity."

"Okay." Tommy said as he absentmindedly held his cock.

"No, no my boy! I don't want you playing with yourself or jerking off. I want you to save all that cream for me."

"But Mom, looking at you, I'm bound to cum without even touching myself anyway! I won't be able to help it!"

"Try." Polly instructed.

"Mom, you're torturing me!" Tommy whined.

"I have no intention of torturing or teasing you. I'm just trying to instill a little self discipline and self control, that's all."

Polly had Tommy sit on the edge of the bed. She snuggled up directly behind him and began massaging his neck and shoulders. Tommy eventually began to relax, and as he did, he leaned back against his mother. Polly could feel the tension to seemingly melt out of her son. Polly leaned into Tommy, she rubbed her hands on Tommy's chest and slowly slid them down his abdomen. As she reached out and grasped his cock, she bent her head forward and nibbled on her son's ear. She barely pumped his cock three or four times before he shot three massive loads of cum straight up and out. Almost all of it shot straight up into the air and all over the carpet. As Tommy collapsed back into his mother's arms she whispered into his ear, "So baby, do you feel better getting that out of your system?"