For the first time in my life I was awakened by the feeling of a thick, hard cock sliding into my moist pussy. In the brief time it took for my mind to overcome it's normal post sleep fogginess, my body was responding eagerly and powerfully to the thrusting cock, lifting off the bed to receive the steady thrusts, and as my eyes opened I found myself staring into the smiling eyes of my son Jason. I started to giggle like a teenager, "Wow, didn't you get enough last night?" I asked.
He increased the speed of his thrusts as a wide smile lit up his face, "Mmmm, Mom, I could never get enough of such a beautiful, sexy woman" he answered, then laughed, "Anyway, I wanted to make sure there was no backsliding, no guilts or remorse, and the only way I could think to do that was to start the rest of our lives the way I want it to be - naked, and deep inside you!"
"Jason!" I exclaimed, "You can't really mean that, why I'm old enough to be your mother!"
That sent us both off into peals of laughter that temporarily put a halt to our lovemaking, but it wasn't long before the laughter turned to moans of delight, and the moans of delight turned into cries of ecstasy as his beautiful cock lit the same fires inside my pussy that he'd lit the night before, and I knew that I didn't ever want this to end. Crazy though that may be, I wanted my son's cock in me as much as possible, and I told him so, opening up and revealing the depth of my frustrations over the years, telling him how much pleasure he was giving me, telling him that he'd probably created such a sexual addict that he might live to regret it, a remark that made him grin and do some wild twisting movements with his cock that almost sent me off the planet and had my juices flowing copiously over his rampaging cock.
"Mmmm, I can't think of anything better than having a permanently horny mom" he whispered, "Beautiful, sexy and horny, wow! What an unbeatable combination"
I laughed, "I don't know where on earth you got this beautiful and sexy idea from....but I do like it!"
He grinned down at me, "Actually it was Phil that first brought my attention to it when I was just 16 years old, he came to my birthday party you might recall, and afterwards all he could do was rave over this incredibly sexy woman that was roaming around. That's when I really started seeing you as a woman, not just a mom, and seeing the effect you had on any man that came around. I actually used to get jealous when you paid too much attention to dad's friends, and that used to get worse whenever Phil came around and drooled all over the place, not wanting to leave most of the time. I usually had to force him to leave so I could lock myself in my room and fantasize about you"
I laughed with him at the image that brought to mind, but part of me was totally aroused at the thought that other men had been noticing me all that time, and he quickly sensed that as I lifted more strongly onto his cock and begged him to fuck me hard, and even as he responded, pounding his hot cock into my writhing pussy, he was teasing me, "So...it excites you that Phil has the hots for you, perhaps you should close your eyes and imagine it's his cock plunging into you" he whispered hotly, and I was surprised at the tone of excitement that appeared in his voice. I snapped my eyes open and stared at him, and there was a curious expression on his face, and a sparkle in his eyes that hadn't been there before, and he was pounding his cock into me faster and faster, and I realized with momentary shock that the very idea of Phil fucking me was turning Jason on. So much so, that within moments he let out a wild yell and started to cum, pouring his hot juices into me, filling me up and sending me into a wild spiral of intense pleasure, and I responded eagerly, thrusting back, stroking and scratching at his naked torso, kissing and tonguing his ears and his mouth, urging him on and on and on until he collapsed exhausted on the bed.
It was a good ten minutes before either of us could move, then I lifted onto my elbow and looked down at him pensively, "It really got you going, thinking of Phil and I together, didn't it?" I asked.
He flushed slightly and dropped his eyes away, then with a deep breath he brought them back to stare into mine, "Yes" he whispered, "I think watching you and Phil have sex would be the hottest thing imaginable....and you do like him, don't you?"
It was my turn to be a little flustered, I hadn't quite expected that degree of honesty, "Well, of course I like him" I stammered, "But that doesn't mean I've ever wanted to...you know...in fact it's never entered my head, and as for you watching...well.." and I flushed even deeper.
He reached up and started to stroke my breasts, grinning as he found my nipples rock hard again, "But you're thinking of it now, I can tell" he whispered, "I don't think your nipples could ever lie, the idea of having sex with Phil excites you, and as for me watching...well...you watched Anne and I together, can you look me in the eye and tell me it didn't excite you to see us having sex?" his grin widened, "Well...the cat got your tongue?"
I couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled up as he threw that line at me, one I'd used so many times as he was growing up, then I took a deep breath and decided to be as honest with him as he'd been with me. "Ok, so seeing you and Anne together did arouse and excite me, you know that very well because you saw me, and yes, Phil's tall and quite handsome and he looks very virile, and the thought of sex with him does excite me, but maybe that's only because you've turned on a tap that hasn't been running for a long while, maybe it isn't him, maybe it's just the thoughts themselves" I murmured.
He grinned, "And the thought of me watching, does that excite you too?"
An unexpected shudder ran through me, and Jason spotted it straight away, and he leaned down and whispered hotly in my ear, "And then maybe both of us together"
