This is a mother-son fantasy. All characters in the story are over the age of eighteen.
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Jenny stood in front of him wearing a white see-thru caftan with no underwear. The hard nipples of her perfect 35C breasts poked little dimples in the thin white cotton. Long dark hair hung down her shoulders framing a face with big brown eyes that was beautiful beyond description. Her full lips glistened. Jason was looking at a piece of heaven.
Jenny pushed the caftan from her shoulders. It fell to her feet exposing the swells of her naked breasts. His eyes traveled down her flat stomach to the cleanly shaven mound puffing out from between her legs. The glistening petals of her pink folds peeked out invitingly. Her hard clit throbbed with excitement. Jenny turned around. Jason stared at her perfectly rounded cheeks separated by a dark cleft down the middle.
Jenny was the most beautiful girl in school. Jason lay in bed with his eyes closed drinking in the image of this goddess. His hand gripped his cock tightly as he stroked. She turned and stepped closer pressing her naked body against his and kissing him on the lips. He could practically feel her hard nipples digging into his chest. His hand moved faster. Jenny kissed down his body until she was squatting in front of him. Her lips parted. She took him into her mouth.
Jenny used her lips and tongue to drive him crazy. She knew just where to lick and just how hard to grip his cock with her mouth. Her fingers massaged his testicles and rubbed his scrotum. With her other hand Jenny fingered her pussy. Her big brown eyes let him know just how much she enjoyed what she was doing.
With spit dripping down her chin, Jenny stood and leaned over a table in the imaginary room. She tilted her perfect ass upward. Jason stared at the swollen pussy puffing out from between her thighs like a juicy peach. She begged for his big hard cock. Jason could almost feel the heat of her tight wet cunt as it slid deep into her body. His hand went faster. His cock plunged deep on each powerful thrust. She moaned and told him how much she loved having him inside her.
As Jason got closer and closer the fantasy took a sudden turn. The woman he was fucking was no longer Jenny. It was his 39 year old mother. Her hot pussy was dripping cum all over his balls. She looked over her shoulder at him and begged him to fuck her harder. Her fingers flew across her swollen clit. Jason slammed into her like a madman. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.
His mother had an orgasm. He imagined her cunt clenching his cock as his own grip tightened. She begged him to cum inside her. Her hot pussy pulsed and twitched against him. Jason could no longer hold back. He grunted and sprayed hot thick cum all over his chest. He imagined pulling out of his mother's cunt and watching the strands of his creamy ejaculate dripping from her pussy. The last ounce of cum oozed onto his hand.
Jason was unable to prevent his mother from invading his fantasies. He couldn't cum without her appearing. The endings were all different. Sometimes he would cum inside her pussy. Other times she would drop to her knees and he would shoot in her mouth or all over her face and tits. Once in a while she begged him to cum in her ass.
It wasn't just fantasies of the mind either. When Jason watched porn his mother would often appear just as he was about to cum. He would close his eyes and the woman with a cock in her mouth and two more in her pussy and ass would become his mother with her eyes looking at him to let him know how much she enjoyed what they were doing to her and practically begging him to cum while he watched.
His mother also appeared much too often when he was with his girlfriend Beth. It would become his mother's lips he was kissing, his mother's breasts he was sucking, and his mother's pussy that his cock pounded senseless. When Beth put him in her mouth, it was his mother's lips wrapped tightly around his cock. The fact that she looked like a younger version of his mother didn't help.
Jason knew why his mother invaded his sex life the way she did. It was lust. He tried to fight these unnatural feelings towards her but it was a losing battle. No matter how hard he tried to satisfy his sexual cravings through fantasies or watching porn or being intimate with Beth, his mother was always lingering in the background waiting to pounce.
It was her fault. His mother had the body of a model that she kept fit by teaching aerobics. She often strutted around the house in tight yoga pants that molded shamelessly to the contours of her shapely butt and the swell of her puffed out pussy. She wore tops without a bra that stretched firmly around her 36D-cup breasts with her hard nipples poking little dimples through the front.
His mother was careless about her privacy. Jason was sure it was on purpose. She often left the bedroom door open when she was undressing or coming out of the shower. Jason had seen her naked on several occasions. Sometimes she wore short skirts and thongs, and would bend over right in front of him pretending to be looking for something in a bottom drawer. Once she did it without any panties. Jason snapped a picture with his phone before she noticed.
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Linda Johnson heard Jason grunt through the closed door. Her fingers flew across her clit as she imagined his cum splashing across her face and shooting into her open mouth. Seconds later she squeezed her legs together and gasped. Her pussy clenched in a series of spasms that sent a trickle of cunt juice running down her thighs. Linda went back to her room before she was discovered.
Linda knew something was wrong with her. It was unnatural to have these kinds of feelings for her son. She had tried so hard to make it go away. Her husband wasn't much help. He was always traveling. If they had sex more than once a month it was a lot. She masturbated all the time but it left her frustrated. She needed a man.
Linda tried sex appeal to get her husband to fuck her more often. She tried dressing provocatively hoping he would notice. Instead, she realized that Jason was staring at her body. He tried to hide it but she knew he was looking. It gave her a thrill. After all, someone had noticed her. Linda considered it harmless. Jason was a young adult. Of course he would look at a woman flaunting her assets, even his mother. It didn't mean anything.
Knowing her son was watching and enjoying it, Linda began to wear more provocative outfits. She even let him see her naked on occasion by leaving the bedroom door open when she took a shower. In the kitchen, Linda liked to wear short skirts and thongs. When she bent to get something out of a bottom cabinet she made sure Jason had a perfect view. One time she "forgot" to wear panties giving him a nice view of her pussy and ass.
It didn't bother Linda that her nipples swelled and her pussy got wet from letting Jason look at her. It was just her body reacting naturally to a male's admiring gaze. She was sure it had nothing to do with actual desire for Jason. Still, she did find herself masturbating more often. It wasn't Jason's fault. It was her asshole husband who only fucked her once or twice a month. She needed some way to relieve the sexual energy.
At first her masturbation fantasies were not directed at anyone in particular. All she could see was a cock. It was just a big hard slab of meat throbbing in her mouth or pounding her pussy or fucking her ass. Sometimes it filled her with cum. Other times it blasted her face and tits. She never looked up to see who belonged to the cock.
Everything changed the day Linda saw Jason masturbating in his bedroom. She wasn't supposed to be home. Jason left the bedroom door open. He was standing at his desk completely naked and staring at the computer display. A photo of Linda bent over in the kitchen with her exposed ass and pussy filled the screen. Jason's hand pumped his cock in rapid strokes. Linda could hear the words spewing from his mouth.
"I love your pussy mom. It feels so good wrapped around my hard cock. I love fucking you. Oh god... I'm going to cum inside your pussy mom. I can't help it."
Seconds later she saw thick ropes of cum shoot from his cock and splatter the screen. Linda felt her pussy spasm. She ran to the bedroom and threw herself onto the bed. She quickly pushed her jeans and panties down to her knees and plunged two fingers deep into her cunt. With her other hand she rubbed her clit.
In her fantasy Linda saw the cock that was fucking her. It was big and hard and plowing deep into her cunt again and again. This time she looked up and saw Jason hovered over her body driving his cock straight down into her pussy. Her legs were pulled back and pinned to her shoulders. The words she was thinking came spewing out of her mouth.
"Fuck me Jason. Fuck me with your big hard cock. Make me cum, baby. Please."
Moments later she arched her back and screamed. Pussy juice drenched her hand and trickled over her asshole. Her fingers continued to rub her clit. Another series of spasms sent her spinning into orgasmic bliss. Linda was breathing hard when the last orgasm finally subsided. Afterwards a wave of guilt consumed her. She had cum thinking about her son.
During future masturbation sessions Linda tried to keep her mind focused on the cock fucking her and not look up at the face but that didn't work. She could hear Jason's voice telling her how much he loved driving his cock up her cunt or down her throat. Even when she watched porn her mind would often wander to Jason. It got so bad that on the rare occasion her husband fucked her she imagined it was Jason inside her pussy.
Linda was obsessed. There was nothing she could do about it. She finally gave up trying. If he was going to be there when she masturbated she wouldn't fight it. Instead, she made a vow to never let it actually happen. Fantasies were not incest. No forbidden lines would be crossed.
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"What do you mean there is only one bed? I specifically asked for a room with two beds."
