The feeling of guilt was tugging on my brain every time I saw my son. It's been three weeks since our last encounter and there wasn't a day that I didn't think about him and the way he fucked me, or the way I sucked his cock. I knew how wrong it was, I knew that as his mother I never should have let this happen but somehow my thoughts betrayed me. Over and over I would come back to those wonderful moments of incest…….moments of pure pleasure between me and my son and my body would react. I promised myself to spend more time with my husband, to get my mind off my son.
One day my husband was leaving on a business trip for a few days and I decided to surprise him, I decided to be a little naughty and walk in on him totally naked before he leaves and screw his brains out, especially when I haven't had any sex in a while, I was hornier than ever. It was 6am and he was in our study room working on his computer, he was to leave for the airport in one hour. Just enough time for a quick one, I thought.
I made sure that kids were still asleep and wearing nothing but a night gown sneaked up to the study room door. I peeked in and saw him turned away from the door with his feet up on the desk looking at the computer screen. I quickly took my gown off and quietly stepped thought he door. God, being naked like that was turning me on so bad. I walked up behind him poised to wrap my hands around him and looked at the screen. My heart stopped, I froze in my tracks in shock. What I saw on the screen was pictures of naked girls posing in sexy positions. Some of them had their legs spread open, some of them were kissing each other or having oral sex. The screen was flashing picture after picture of girls…..young……barely over the legal age, about the age of our daughter, in nasty positions. I saw a young girl hold up a huge dildo buried in another girls ass, my god…..I was shocked to see that, a small shiver of excitement running up and down my spine. I saw my husband had his cock out and was stroking it, looking at the screen.
I must have moved or he must have sensed my presence because he turned his head and saw that I was there watching. His eyes got really big and his face turned red, he immediately tried putting his hard cock back inside his pants and minimize the window with the porn on it. In shock I turned around and walked out of the room. I picked up my robe and ran upstairs locking myself in the bathroom.
After a few minutes my husband knocked on the door, trying to talk to me but I just couldn't, I was still in shock of discovering him looking at those young girls on his computer. I did not come out until he was gone to the airport on his business trip. I spent the rest of the morning thinking about what I saw…..thinking about discovering my husband and what he liked to look at…….lesbians…..young, nasty lesbians fucking each other with dildo. The image of that young girl flashed through my mind making my mouth dry. I was amazed at how big that thing was…….and she had it in her ass! How long did it take her to stretch her ass that much to be able to take such a big toy in her, I wondered.
I was in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch when Tommy came in.
"Hi Mom, what's cooking"
"Oh nothing son, just doing a little clean up" I said looking at him.
He came closer looking back at me. He stopped with his crotch rubbing against my hip. I didn't look away; I kept looking into his eyes…..I don't know why….it was as if his presence was making me exited. I felt his hand on my lower back and I swallowed hard knowing that this was more than just a son, mother touch.
"Mom…….Dad's gone……I was wondering…….can we…..you know"
He was looking into my eyes with genuine wonder in his look. I felt his hand starting to slide down onto my ass. I didn't answer, I just stared at him. His hand reached my ass and I felt him grab my ass cheek, spreading it, rubbing it in circles.
"Mom, I missed you"
He leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips making my mouth open up and allow his tongue in. Immediately I responded with my own tongue sliding around his in a wet, intimate kiss. His hand traveled down past the edges of my skirt and soon was pulling my skirt up, over my hips. I remembered my daughter was upstairs and a small shiver of fear ran through me. I gently broke our kiss.
"Tommy……please……Kristy's upstairs" I said in a whisper confused at what was happening.
He had my skirt up above my hips and was rubbing my ass bunching my panties in the crack of my ass. He was massaging my bare cheeks and leaned over kissing me on the neck. I looked over at the hallway and listened for footsteps but didn't hear any…..Oh Jesus….thank god. I allowed my son to suck on my neck while playing with my ass, his fingers sliding under my panties and touching my holes. Oh god I was letting my own son do this to me……..and why not……I loved his touch…….I loved the attention. I felt his fingers slide into my wet pussy and gave out a whimper.
"Oh your pussy's so wet Mom"
Oh God…..this was going further than it should, my daughter was just upstairs. His fingers were in me, I don't know how many; it felt like three or four. My pussy was stretched but being so lubricated it allowed my son to easily finger fuck me. He was still sucking on my neck making me so wet. I involuntarily started to buck my hips coming down onto his fingers fucking him, I was softly moaning while doing that lost in this moment of incest. Suddenly I heard something, sounded like a door than something else……footsteps, down the stairs.
"Tommy……Tommy God let me go" I pushed against him as we were about to be discovered.
He let go of me and I pulled my skirt into place just as my daughter came into the kitchen.
"Hi guys……what's going on?" Innocent question but it made me jump.
"Nothing sweetie…….how are you?" I answered barely able to control my voice.
"Oh you know, Jessica flaked out on me tonight so I'm staying in, not going anywhere, besides……I got some movies that I borrowed from her that I want to watch"
I looked at Tommy and the big bulge he had in his pants, an outline of his big cock. I could tell he was really disappointed, he was obviously counting on Kristy going out tonight. Oh god what did he have in mind for me tonight, I started wondering. Kristy was drinking something from the refrigerator and looking at me weird.
"Mom…..Dad really did a number on you" She smiled.
"What……what are you talking about?" I looked at her unsure.
"Did he draw blood on this one?" She walked up to me pointing at my neck.
Oh god….my neck…..Tommy was sucking on it for a longest time, he must have given me a hickey! One thing I didn't realize at the time was that my hickey was still fresh and wet. My daughter was staring at it for a longest time, her eyes slowly widening as if she came to a some kind of wild suspicion/realization. She looked at Tommy and back at me. Neither one of us dared to look at her, both afraid of being made. I slowly turned and walked out of the kitchen stopping in the hallway with my back against the wall and my stomach cramping.
"Tommy, was that hickey fresh?......" I heard Kristy's voice.
"What, I don't know…..how should I know"
"Did you………."
"Don't be stupid Kristy" Tommy yelled.
I started walking towards the stairs, shaking a little. All I could think of was that my daughter discovered our secret; she was going to tell……she was going to tell my husband. I walked into the room and looking at the mirror saw a bid red mark on my neck that was still wet. I lay on my bed thinking of what happened and what to do about it when I heard the door open and saw my son walk in. He came up to me and sat down beside me on the bed.
"Mom, you're all right?"
