Incest/Taboo Losing a Bet

Maya lounged out in the sun. She had hungrily devoured his cum the moment he was out of earshot. God, she wanted more! She needed to have that hot seed shooting deep into her mouth. Striking the back of her throat as her tongue teased his head. Glancing up inadvertently, Maya saw her son standing in the window as she peered through her sunglasses. Then something happened, something she hoped, prayed that would come to pass.

"Yes baby," Maya cooed. Making it appear that her lips weren't moving as she watched. "Take it out. Jack that cock to me!" she purred as Jerome's shorts left his hips. A dirty thought crossed her mind. Reaching behind her untying the knot that held her top taut.

"Fuck!" Jerome yelped as his mother tossed aside her bathing suit top. Licking his lips, as he stared down at his mother's bare breasts.

"You like mama's tits don't you baby?" Maya asked as she played with her orbs. It was oblivious that he did given how his hand increased in pace. Secretly, hiding her amusement as his eyes were glued to her chest. Watching as he cursed as his cum struck the window pane before running down its surface. Her cunt throbbed like mad. She couldn't remember when the last time anyone could cum twice so soon. She had to make him hers no matter the cost. Quickly rolling onto her stomach when Jerome left the window. A few minutes later she heard the patio door open. "Hey baby!" Maya said, turning her head as he walked along the left side of her lounger. "Here," she said, holding out the bottle for him. "You wouldn't want me to burn, would you?"

"N-n-no," Jerome stuttered his eyes roamed down his mother's back. His heart throbbed in his throat as his eyes lingered on her ass. Noting how her chocolate starfish was peaking around the g-string.

"Good. Then get to work," Maya said with a mischievousl smirk.

Jerome had done this for his mother numerous of times. Now, however, given what he had just done made his hands temble slightly. Squirting a dab of lotion onto the palm of his left hand. Sinking onto the lip of the lounger, Jerome hoped his depraved mind wouldn't awaken. Biting his lip, as his fingers skimmed along her velvety soft skin. Feeling his mother relax as he massaged the lotion into the back of her thigh. The flash of the fabric of her bottoms caught his eye. His heart raced as his hand inched up her thigh.

"Be sure you get the inner thigh too," Maya said sleepily. She was lost in bliss. The feel of his hands on her skin was so... stimulating. Twice she had to keep her arousal in check. She could feel the fabric–or what little of it there was–soaking up her juices. Maya wondered if her son could tell how aroused she was.

Taking a dry swallow, Jerome did as he was told. Then it happened. Jerome got his first feel of a woman's labia. His mother's grip tightened around the rails of the lounger, yet she said nothing.

Her mind secretly urging her son to explore her sex. To smell her arousal that only he could produce in her. To taste her sweet necture after his fingers plunged into her honey pot. To feel her folds tightening around those slick appendages. Then she felt it again. However, this time it wasn't it a faint brush. Biting the cushion as her son grew bold. Fighting back her gasp as Jerome's middle finger ran along the center of her slit. "Oh god! I'm going to cum!" Maya screamed out in her mind. Her nails raked along the wooden rail as she tried to keep her orgasm from showing. She didn't want Jerome to know or stop for that matter. Although she also didn't want her son to see the huge wet spot she had just left either.

"Baby, straddle my hips you aren't paying any attention to my back," Maya said peering over her shoulder.

Jerome looked down, then to his lap, then back to his mother's ass. Tentatively, swinging his left leg over, he hoped his mother wouldn't be able to feel his erection. Quickly, thrusting his hand into his shorts. Positioning his cock towards his bellybutton, hoping that the elastic band would keep it in check.

"Mmm... yes, that's it baby," Maya cooed as Jerome massaged her lower back. She knew he was keeping his distance. Why? She couldn't say. "Higher sweetheart," Maya said, practical begging her son to lay on top of her. "I don't bite," she giggled.

Slowly, Jerome eased himself down onto the back of his mother's thighs. His nerves were on edge. He prayed his mother couldn't feel his hard-on as he leaned forward. Yet that was never meant to be as his cock rested between his mother's butt cheeks. Jerome became lost in his own mind as those two mounds of muscles squeezed his cock every time he leaned forward. He just couldn't take it anymore. With his greasy hands quickly pulling his cock out. Choking down his moan as his cock rested between those cheeks. Feeling the warmth of her skin soaking into his engorged rod. The sensation of the lotion lubing his cock with every movement. It felt so sublime to Jerome.

Maya's eyes went wide as she felt his naked cock. She had intentionally been squeezing his cock. Yet she wasn't expecting Jerome to actually whip it out. Maya buried her face in the cushion to keep herself from moaning loudly. The feel of that hard cock. The heat of his erection. The slickness of his pre-cum coating her skin with each thrust.

"Yes baby! Fuck me!" Maya moaned loudly, "Use my ass to get yourself off," she begged. She reached back only wanting to touch it. Maya smile evilly as her hand brushed along the head of his rod.

"I-I want to fuck your tits, Mom!" Jerome blurted out.

"Oh, you do, do you? Such a naughty boy wanting to fuck his own mother's breasts," Maya said, propping herself up on her elbow as she looked back at her son. Then her eyes dipped low watching his seven inch cock twitched with every beat of his heart. "I'll do it on one condition."

"O-okay," Jerome stammered he couldn't take his eyes off of his mother's bare breasts.

"I want you to look at something for me," Maya said, feeling her cheeks heat to a nice crimson hue. "And tell me if you would fuck it, eat it, and maybe kiss it," she said shyly.

"Sure! What is it?!" Jerome's horny mind not comprehending what truly his mother was asking him.

"Step back sweetheart, I can't roll over with you on me," Maya said sweetly. She watched as Jerome scampered back. Her eyes never leaving his cock as it bounced. "Why don't you take those of Jerome," she said pointing at his shorts, "It can't be good for those balls having that elastic cutting into them." Maya watching as her son's eyes grew wider as she rolled over, raising the back of the lounger slightly. "You like mama's tits don't you, baby?" Maya asked salaciously as her hands cradled her orbs, before giving her nipples a pinch. Her lush lips curved into a sinful smile at Jerome's vehement nod. "Good. I know that cock is going to love gliding through these puppies. Before that though," she said, her hands ran down her stomach watching her son's gaze. "This is what I want you to look at," Maya said, pulling the ending of the bow knot that held her bottom piece to her hips. "What do you think baby?" she asked dropping the last piece of her bathing suit on to the deck. Spreading her legs, spreading her wet lips all so that he could peer unhindered at her beckoning hole. Licking her lips hungrily as she saw his cock surge. "Is your mother's pussy pretty?"

"Y-y-yes."

"Would you fuck this pretty pussy?" Maya asked her finger tapping her clitoris. "Would you eat it?"

"Y-yes."

"Then come here," Maya said, her index finger beckoning him forward, "Knell," she said pointing to the right side on her lounger. Her heart hammered in her chest. She couldn't believe this was about to happen. Swinging her legs over the lip of the lounger. Maya spread her legs wide as her son sank to his knees. "Kiss you mother's pussy," Maya commanded. Gooseflesh rushed across her skin as she felt his kiss on her overheated sex. Her fingers spread her labia apart as her son looked up at her. "Eat it baby. It's only fair you give your mother some pleasure, since you want to use my tits for something very naughty."

"I'll try my best," Jerome said nervously. With trepidation Jerome leaned forward once again. The smell of her juice filled his nose. Not that it was unappealing, just something he didn't expect to experience yet. Jerome slowly ran his tongue up his mother's slit.

"Yes!" Maya moaned, "Taste your mother, baby," she said, her hand brushing the back of his head reassuring him. Maya's thigh muscles quaked as the minutes passed, and Jerome showed no signs of stopping. "Fuck baby! I'm going to..." she growled before pressing his face hard against her sex. Jerome coughed as he came up for air. His chin dripped with her hot juices. "Come here," Maya hissed reaching out, balling her fist around his shirt, pulling her son into her. She needed to know how her sex and his taste would mingle together. Maya lost herself as her tongue explored his mouth. Her hand reached down stroking his cock as she savored her flavor on his tongue.

"So..." Jerome said, after he came up for air. His eyes darting down to her breasts.

"Ah, yes, my naughty son wants a titty fuck from his mother," Maya said with an impish smirk, "Well then, I best not disappoint you," she said laying back down on the lounger. "Well?" Her hand muffled her chuckle as Jerome hurried to his feet. Biting her lip, as Jerome straddled her, his cock bobbing before her. Maya just couldn't waste the opportunity.

Before Jerome knew it the entire length of his manhood sat within his mother's hot mouth. He watched as her eye twitched as she tasted her coconut scented sunscreen lotion. Yet that didn't stop her tongue from twisting, teasing, down right assaulting his hard shaft.

"There! That should do it," Maya said, winking at Jerome as she gave his cock a few extra loving strokes. "Now," she said leaning back, "Shall we get started?" Tentatively, Jerome reached out touching his first pair of breasts. "Do you like the feel of them?" Maya asked glancing down as her son played with her breasts.

"They're as soft as I thought they would be," Jerome muttered in awe.

"What now?!" Maya asked taken aback. She never thought her son would have thought of her breasts, much less alone see her as something sexual before today that is.

"N-nothing," Jerome said covering his slip of the tongue. Placing his cock in-between her breasts. Jerome's body shuddered as his hips thrust once, twice, thrice as his mother pressed her breast together. He had almost released his load when his mother's tongue flicked the head of his cock. After a few minutes Jerome was huffing and puffing as he labored underneath the sun. Sweat glistened on his skin as his pre-cum saturated his mother's skin. "Fuck Mom!"

"That's it baby cum all over your dirty mother," Maya cooed. Her head jerked back on instinct as the first rope of his semen struck the bottom of her chin. Quickly, closing her eyes as it's brethren marred her face. "Mmm," she moaned as her tongue scooped up her prize. "Jerome, baby, fuck me," Maya begged as she looked up at her handsome son, "Please! Sweetheart, we know this cock wants some hot pussy. Why not give it to me?"

"I'm sorry!" Jerome said, before running away leaving behind his disappointed mother and his shorts.

Two months later...

Thanksgiving day. Jerome lounged in the recliner, contemplating on how he was going to survive in D.C. With the international chemical company–his mother's firm had sued–settling out of court with the massive amount of evidence they had against them. His mother had spent the past month looking at listings in the surrounding area. They were set to leave within two weeks. Although it gave his friends time to get in their last attempts to break his virginity. Still there was his mother, how he could never look her in the eye for what he did those months' ago. However, that didn't stop him from eavesdropping when she masturbated. The way she screamed out his name when she came made his cock throb with a vengeance. Then there were the two months' he had hid, ran away, and told off the women on his campus. It wasn't that he didn't like them. It was just after two months' of harassment it got to him.

"There!" Maya said lightly patting her cheeks. Her sweet perfume drifted around her as she stared at herself in the mirror. Tonight was the night. Jerome was finally going to be hers, one way or another. She knew he had been eavesdropping on her. She had hoped it would help him. That listening to her moan every time she masturbated that Jerome would put aside his nervous. Yet after two months' she was growing irritated that he hadn't barged into her room, and shaved his cock into her cunt. "Ready or not baby, mama is going to get her some virgin dick," Maya said with determination. Nodding to herself as she straighten out the straps of her slip dress.

She had already prepared their Thanksgiving dinner all that was needed was to set the table. A table she hoped would bridge the gap between the two of them. She just hoped he would come willingly, yet Maya was prepared to use spirits to get what she desired.

"Baby? I hope you're ready for dinner?" Maya said, as she walked down the stairs. Maya didn't hide her satisfied smile at her son's gapping mouth. "Do you like it?" she asked doing a little spin about a foot away from his chair.

"You're beautiful... it looks good on you, Mom," Jerome said catching himself. He could feel his cock lengthening along his thigh, as his eyes ran down her body. The way the dress contoured to her body, how it showed off those alluring hips of hers stopping just shy of two inches above her knee. Making a man wonder just what lay underneath that delicate garment. However, he already knew. It was the source of his many wankings.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Maya said bending at the hips. Her breasts dangling freely as she filled her son's gaze with those heavenly mounds. "Come. Let us eat," she said. Her hand ran down his forearm foretelling that after tonight he would need no other, before her fingers skimmed along his palm enveloping his with her own. How her heart fluttered as Jerome gave it a soft squeeze. Slyly, looking over her shoulder, blushing madly as his eyes never left her as she led the way into their dinning room. Maya had purposely taken out the large dinning table for their move, and so, she could place a smaller one within that room. She wanted this night to be special for them.

Jerome gawked in surprise at the romantic mood that awaited them. Candles stood ready to be lit. Plates sat ever so upon the walnut surface of the table. Napkins folded neatly on top of those porcelain surfaces. Wine sat unopened eager to infuse it's alcohol into its patrons. The sweet smells of their dinner drifted in from the kitchen.

"Now you just sit right here," Maya said, pushing her son into his seat. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she stood behind Jerome, before sliding down his chest. Placing his head between her breasts, her right cheek his left as she savored the man she loved. No longer can she think of Jerome as her son. No. Jerome was going to become her man, her lover. Regardless if he knew it or not. "Tonight baby," Maya whispered into his ear, "We celebrate so many things." Her feather light touch danced along his chest as she pulled away from her son. Taking their plates before sashaying into the kitchen.

Jerome shook his head trying to get the feel of his mother's breasts out of his mind. His hand stretching out his right pant leg as his cock throbbed painfully. Ever since that afternoon on the deck. He hasn't stopped thinking of how his mother had asked him to fuck her. He knew he couldn't give in. He had to be strong, yet the image of her glorious naked body wouldn't leave him.

"Dinner is served," Maya said placing his plate before him, "How about some wine," she said, not giving Jerome time to object as she poured him a glass.

"Mom, you know I don't drink," Jerome said, watching that fragrant red liquid filled his glass.

"Oh, come on for me, please! Just for tonight," Maya pouted holding the bottle to her chest. She knew her son was never a drinker. The one time she had seen him drink, left a lot to be desired. Yet this was wine and not the volka he had been drinking then. So she knew a few glasses won't put him under. That wouldn't do for her, no, she needed Jerome somewhat coherent.

Jerome looked into his mother's eyes. He just couldn't disappoint her again. Reaching forward watching her smile widen, her eyes beginning to sparkle as the rim of the glass touched his lips.

"Excellent," Maya said gleefully, "Now, I've been looking at houses in the suburbs around D.C., or would you like to live in the city?"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to be in the city?" Jerome asked taking a bite of his turkey.

"True it would, but I was thinking of a nice warm quiet place for just the two of us," Maya said, her foot rubbing along Jerome's inter right calf. Jerome's fork trembled between his fingers. A hungry light played across her eyes as she drank in the sight. "Wouldn't that be good for us?"

"I-i-it might," Jerome stammered. Quickly, draining his glass he hoped that the wine would dull his senses. Little did he know that was exactly what his mother wanted.

"Here, you can't enjoy this fine dinner with an empty glass," Maya said, filling up his glass halfway again. "Then again I'm happy to live anywhere just as long as you're there with me," she said wantonly. Jerome jumped in his seat as her foot ran up his thigh. His glass shook violently in his hand was her big toe teased the head of his cock.

"So..." Jerome said with a shaky voice, "Which house caught your eye?"

"Oh, just this: warm, three bedroom, two bathroom, quiet little suburb home," Maya said, a sneaky smile graced her lips as her foot ran down the length of her son's shaft. "Although I think someone will be spending a lot time in the master bedroom," she said ominously.

"Oh? Well, just let me know, and I'll stay away until you're done," Jerome said. Yet a twinge of jealousy crept into the back of his mind at the thought of another man touching his mother.

"Oh dear, I think you misunderstood me," Maya said sipping her wine.

"What do you mean?" Jerome asked perplexed.

"I'll show you, right after dessert," Maya said before gathering up their plates. She made sure his eyes were on her as she purposely made her ass shake with each step. Maya's hand shook as she set the soiled dishes in the right sink basin. She was only moments away from getting what she had dreamed of for so long. He wasn't going to run again. Not this time. Her slickness was already at the threshold of leaking out. She knew all he had to do was slide into her hot box; taking off her heels, hiking up her dress quickly wiggling out of her damp panties.

Jerome sat quietly sipping his third glass of wine waiting for his mother to bring in their dessert. His body became still as his mother stood in the doorway. The white artificial light haloing her body as Jerome ogled his mother. A new wave of blood rushed to his male organ. Watching how she stood so sensuously. The way her body called to him. His heart throbbed in his throat as his mother slowly, deliberately, seductively walked towards him. She said not a word as she took his glass from him. His chair groaned as she spun him out from underneath the table.

"Now," Maya purred. Her clit rub against his chest as she sank into her son's lap. "For dessert," she cooed before kissing Jerome passionately. Maya moaned into his mouth as he returned the kiss. She could taste the wine on his tongue. Not that she cared. It was the fact that her son wasn't fighting her off. His hands roaming up and down her back. "Mmmhmm." Maya nodded as his hands found her ass. Breathing heavily, as she ground her mound against his lap. "Touch me baby, feel every part of me that only wants to please you, my sweet boy," Maya said wantonly.

"Mom..." Jerome began to say only to be stopped by his mother.

"Shhh! After tonight I'm not your mother. After tonight I'm going to be your woman, your lover," Maya said, reaching down between her legs grasping her son's hard tool. "I love you, Jerome. I know you've been saving this," she said, stroking his tool through his pants. "For the right person, but can't you see I am that person," Maya said sweetly looking deeply into her son's eyes. Maya was taken by surprise as Jerome kissed her long and hard. Her eyes flew wide in shock as his hands cupped her breasts. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he: teased, pinched, tugged, rolled her nipples. Giggling softly as her son pushed the straps of her dress from her shoulders exposing her breasts to him. "Baby, you're staring," Maya said bashfully, feeling her cheeks heat at the awe she saw in her son's eyes.

"I can't help it Mom. These things are just so... perfect," Jerome said, before his mouth engulfed his mother's right breast.

"Oh god!" Maya moaned as his tongue teased her harden nipple. "Yes baby! Suck on that tit! Touch me here," she ordered taking his free hand and guiding it between her legs. "Can you feel how wet I am? Can you feel how wet you make your own mother?" Maya asked.

"Yes," Jerome said; from around his mother's breast, his fingers were already coated in her hot juices before he had even began to explore her sex.

"Will you fuck me?" Maya asked feeling her womb quivering as his fingers tickled her folds.

"God yes! You're the most beautiful woman I've..." Jerome had to keep the chair from topping over as his mother's tongue occupied his mouth. His eyes went wide at the sound of his zipper lowering. Jerome groaned as his mother worked his cock free from his pants. Her thumb circling around the head of his cock.

"I see, you like it when I play with this cock," Maya said teasingly.

"Y-y-yes," Jerome croaked out.

"Will you let me play with it anytime I want?" Maya asked slowly stroking his hard steel rod.

"Mmmhmm."

"Now," Maya said, taking her hand off of his cock. Placing her arms on his shoulders. Her hand brushing his hair along the back of his head. Her nose touching his as she looked her son dead in the eye. "I know this wants me," she said grasping his tool, "But what about this," Maya said placing her hand over his heart.

"I tried to fight it, Mom; but I can't any longer," Jerome said with all sincerity he could muster, "You're the one I want," he said, his hands ran down her arms.

"Oh baby!" Maya squealed in delight, "Does that mean I'm your girlfriend now?"

"So it would seem," Jerome said with a smirk.

"Mmm, I like that," Maya said softly kissing him. Rising from his lap, Maya watched his eyes as her dress slid down her body, pooling around her feet. "I want, no, I need you to fuck me sweetheart," she said wantonly, as she played with her wet lips. "I need to feel you deep inside me, Jerome. Will you fuck your mother-girlfriend?" Maya asked peering over her shoulder, as she leaned forward bracing herself on the door jam while presenting her ass to him. She didn't need to wait for his answer. The sound of the chair creaking did that for her. Gooseflesh raced across her skin as his hands explored her ass and her back. Maya bit her lip as she felt the head of his cock dancing along her lips as he did. Gasping loudly, when Jerome ran his cockhead through her soaked lips.

"Yes baby!" Maya screamed out as her son eased himself into her. Her eyes fluttered as she felt every inch of her son returning to the place he was born. "Fucking give it to mama!" she growled low as she peered back at him. "I haven't waited this long for you to pussyfoot around. Now fuck that pussy!" Jerome didn't say a word as his hips thrust hard into that honey pot. "Oh god! Yes! Yes! Fuck!" Maya screamed out her grip tightened around the molding. "That's it baby fuck your dirty mother!"

"Fuck Mom! You're so fucking tight," Jerome grunted as his balls slapped his mother's clit. He never once thought sex would feel so good. His brain become lost in the sweet bliss that was flood his grey matter. So lost in it that he failed to notice his mother's screams as she came.

"Oh god baby!" Maya shouted in surprise that he hadn't released his load during the height of her orgasm. Her body shivered in pleasure as her son reached forward. Cupping her left breast as he continued to probe her molten canal. As time slowly crawled forward from ten minutes to thirty to an hour. Maya's legs wabbled as her eighth orgasm reached it's peak and her son showed no signs of stopping. Looking down between her legs noticing the puddle of her juices marring the hard wood floor.

"Baby, I don't know if I can stand for much longer." Jerome grunted knowing he was about to cum, but where? Maya felt it, that surge, that twitch, that tell. "Yes baby, cum inside your dirty mother!" Maya screamed out as Jerome took hold of her hips, thrusting hard into her as rope after rope shot towards her womb. Her body quaked as she felt his cock sliding out of her. Her mound ached from the hour long hard pounding her son had given her. Not that she was complaining. It was everything she hoped for. "Well..." Maya said trying to catch her breathe, "How about we go up to our room and rest for a bit, and afterwards you can fuck me some more," she said, smiling sinfully at her son who sat exhausted on the floor. Feel his hot cum oozing out of her cunt.

"Sure thing," Jerome said grinning madly at his mother.