The story stands on its own, but may be appreciated better if part 1, "Tempting Fate," was read first. All characters are over eighteen.
Jason was sleeping when Linda Johnson quietly slipped out of bed. She had fucked her son and committed incest. There was no going back. The evidence was still sticky between her thighs. She went to the bathroom to shower, then slipped on her clothes and left the room. Linda was on her second cup of coffee when Jason appeared at the entrance to the breakfast room of the hotel.
Jason looked around for his mother and felt his cock twitch when he saw her. Fucking his mother had been a dream come true. She had been invading his sexual fantasies for months, ever since she began wearing revealing outfits around the house. It didn't matter whether it was porn he was watching or his girlfriend he was fucking. Before he could finish, they would become his mother begging him to cum in her pussy, or mouth, or ass.
What happened that night had been unplanned and unexpected. Jason and his mother were forced to share a bed because the hotel had given all the rooms with two beds away. Sleeping so close to his mother in her skimpy nightie was agonizing. His cock was hard as a rock. When he thought she was asleep, Jason slid closer and slowly jerked off, imagining his hard meat buried deep inside his mother's pussy only inches away. Before he could finish, she shifted. Her naked ass pressed against his throbbing meat. It lodged in the crack between her cheeks
Jason, not able to help himself, slid his cock up and down between her cheeks. His mother moaned and called out his father's name, telling him to be quiet. His mother must be dreaming, he thought. She shifted again until the tip of his cock lodged in her opening. Suddenly he was inside her and they were fucking. His mother continued to call out his father's name as she moved against his thrusting cock.
Linda was not dreaming. She had been awake the entire time. She wanted her son's cock as badly as he wanted to fuck her, but she had vowed to never let it happen. When she felt him moving against her in bed, her resolve gave way to desire and she let his cock slip into her pussy. Linda pretended she was dreaming of fucking her husband. She didn't want Jason to know she was purposely committing incest, and was determined to continue the charade. Now she had to confront him for the first time since it happened.
"Hello, Jason," Linda said, trying to force an innocent smile. "I hope you slept well last night."
""Um, yeah, Mom. I slept okay. How about you?"
"I did too," she lied, "But I had these very vivid dreams about your father. It was almost as if he were in the room with us. It was weird, but just a dream."
Jason was still having a hard to believe she had been asleep and dreaming the entire time they were fucking, but he wasn't going to say anything.
"Yeah, I guess I did notice you tossing and turning and calling out Dad's name. It must have been some wild dream."
"Yes, it was. Now hurry up and get your breakfast, Jason. We have to leave for your first interview and campus tour in a little while."
Linda and Jason were on a trip to look at potential colleges. Jason would be graduating in June. Her husband, his father, pulled out of the trip at the last minute because of business priorities. Linda had been nervous about spending the night in the same room with Jason given how often she masturbated thinking about his big cock pounding her pussy. When they were forced to share the same bed, it became hopeless.
Her infatuation with Jason began the day she noticed him staring at her ass when she returned from the gym wearing yoga pants that molded to her butt cheeks. She liked the attention, particularly since her husband barely looked at her anymore. Linda began to dress provocatively around the house. It turned her on to put her body on display, even if it was her son looking.
Linda didn't think her need to be admired had anything to do with Jason in particular. The fact that she masturbated more frequently was no big deal either. She needed the release, and her husband wasn't helping her. She didn't understand why, in her sexual fantasies, she never looked up at who was fucking her. It was just a nice juicy cock stuffed up her pussy, or mouth, or ass.
Everything changed the day Jason left his bedroom door cracked and she saw him masturbating. He was shouting her name and saying how much he loved fucking her pussy while looking at her picture on his computer. Linda ran to her bedroom and plunged two fingers deep into her cunt. This time she saw the face of the person fucking her. It was Jason. Her pussy exploded in a violent orgasm. After that, she couldn't get him out of her mind, but she never acted on her desires - not until last night.
They finally got through the next day of interviews and campus tours. Linda could feel Jason's eyes on her ass when she walked in front of him. Her white pants clung suggestively to her cheeks. Linda put an extra sway in her step. Her subconscious was trying to provoke him, and it was working. Jason tried hard to keep the bulge in his pants from becoming too obvious.
They drove to their next destination, ate dinner, and checked into a hotel just off campus. This time the room had two double beds. The mother in Linda was relieved, but the horny slut in her subconscious felt frustrated. Linda was able to relieve this tension in the shower where she rubbed herself to two orgasms thinking about Jason's hard cock buried deep in her pussy.
Jason, equally frustrated, sprayed a load of cum all over the shower wall, imaging his cock buried up his mother's tight ass. When he walked back into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, she was already in bed wearing the same skimpy gown from the previous night. She was sitting up. The nightie was cut low exposing a generous amount of cleavage. Jason could see her hard nipples poking dents through the thin material. His cock stirred under the towel.
"We should get some sleep, Jason," Linda suggested. "We have another big day ahead of us tomorrow."
It wasn't that late, but Linda wanted the lights off so she could masturbate in the privacy of her own bed. The two times in the shower should have been enough, but looking at Jason's muscular torso and seeing him staring at her breasts had her pussy throbbing.
"Sure thing, Mom," Jason replied. "See you in the morning."