Thanks a great deal for the feedback on the first part. This time, I'm trying something a bit different with the plot line. Hope you guys enjoy! *grins*
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The First Leaf's Fall: Ripples in the Pond
I couldn't take it anymore. Couldn't listen to my son's constant anger as he thrashed about the house ranting and raving about how terrible our life was here. About how much he hated me for divorcing his father. I couldn't take listening to that little, ungrateful bastard berate me for making a choice I felt I had to make.
With an exasperated sigh, I stormed out of the backdoors, listening to them slam shut behind as I trudged across the porch and backyard. My feet were bare as I'd forgotten my shoes inside, I continued on towards the small forest that served as a privacy border between my house and the neighbor's.
I only came out here during the late nights when I could be alone. When I was sure no one else would be roaming around the forest and my special rock. But today, I had to get away from that mongrel of a son and get my head straight before I fell deep into the depression that nearly claimed me when his father and I started in on our divorce.
That really had been the hardest part of my life. Seeing Chester flirting with all those younger girls from work sent me into a fragile state of mind. Seeing him constantly trying to look younger for them, and not for me.
Now, two years later, our son Herald was going through his rebellious phase and pushing me to my wits end.
Sighing deeply as I rounded the slight bend in my worn path, I was stopped in my tracks as a strange noise caught my attention. Breath held deep in my lungs, I peered as best I could around the large oak that separated my view of the rock.
What I saw completely shook me. Rattling every fiber of my being and sending my mind into a tailspin I might never recover from.
There upon the rock lay Tyler, my next door neighbor's son. His young, smooth body poised atop a lovely looking woman. From where I stood, I couldn't get a good look at her face. But I did hear her moans, the wailing cries of pleasure as he pumped his thick young shaft deep into her willing body.
Captured there in stunned silence, I felt the scene before me having an effect. My body reacting as it should. As I expected it to.
My lungs finally exhaled a slow, trembling breath as I watched in rapt captivation. Tyler's muscles tensing and relaxing in a steady, carnal rhythm, allowing him to stroke his eager length in and out of that waiting vessel of womanly lust.
A sudden charge of electricity bolted along my nerves causing me to look down, seeing the tips of my fingers teasing hardened nipples through the thin, silk blouse I'd chosen to wear today. A flood of moisture suddenly releasing between my thighs with that briefest of attentions paid to my nipples.
Quickly I looked back towards the couple as they pushed themselves faster and harder. Watching as Tyler thrust his hips harder and deeper down in to the woman. All the while, her own hips bucked upwards, trying to drive her young lover deeper into her.
I was suddenly struck with a feeling of familiarity. Her voice, as she cried out his name, was one I knew. Trapped between my growing need and the need to know who Tyler's willing partner was, I strained myself closer to the tree and a bit farther around it, making sure not to be seen.
Suddenly Tyler cried out, his entire body going rigid. The woman beneath calling his name as she also reached her climax. It was then that her head tipped back and her beautiful face caught within the throws of ecstasy came into full view.
She was Tyler's mother!
The very woman, who had given birth to him, now lay beneath his body taking in that hot, churning seed of his youth into her very body.
Such a revelation struck me with amazing force, causing me to reel backwards and fall to my backside. Gasping, clutching at my chest as my head whirled and I was sent into a whirlwind of depraved, shocked thoughts.
Every part of me thrumming as my mind raced in a multitude of directions while I was forced to play catch-up with them all.
Quickly I turned to hands and knees, clawing at first as I scrambled back towards my own home. That scene still so vivid in my mind, the sounds replaying in crystal clear quality as I nearly tripped along my back porch.
Moments later I slammed my bedroom door shut amidst the raving of my son who's presence in the house, let alone raised voice, barely registered in my head.
Panting, gasping, trying to calm myself in anyway possible, I stared blankly at my bed, fingers still holding tight to the plunged neckline of my blouse. Was I going insane? Had I imagined it all in some strange attempt to appease the sexual desires that I had never known to be there before?
Possessed is the only word which described how I felt. I was possessed by a brilliantly burning need to release myself. Tearing at my clothes, cool air thrashed against my rapidly disrobed body whilst I threw myself to my bed.
I couldn't stop touching myself the moment I hit those covers. Rubbing, pinching, caressing, and slapping every part of my body as the sensation built up within my belly. I was crazed and craven for lustful thoughts. I was hungering for a cock, thick and hard, to ravage my cunt until I lost all sense of myself.
The words of description were growing ever more base and crass in my own mind. Screaming inwardly at myself that I was a terrible mother, a terrible person, for watching Tyler and his own mom fucking. Not realizing even then, that they weren't fucking at all. They were making love, as two adults in love often do.
Then all thoughts shattered in a kaleidoscope of sensation as the first waves of orgasmic bliss slammed through me. Muscles clenching tight around the three fingers I had buried as deeply as I could within my begging slit. Feeling even then, that I needed and wanted more, that I had to have a hard cock fucking me like the filthy whore that I wanted to be.
I felt myself waking sometime later. My body still throbbing, though my mind had relaxed and pushed back those insatiable needs that had dominated me earlier.
