Incest/Taboo The Therapist's Journey

Thirty minutes later Jimmy was driving the SUV home; Jenny, still dressed like a teen-aged tramp, sat beside him, gently stroking his thigh. When they passed their first truck, Jimmy thought he saw the driver check out his Mom. He slowed down when they passed the next truck and his suspicions were confirmed; the driver was definitely taking a gander at Jenny. When the driver grabbed his radio Jimmy wondered whether he was telling his fellows about the hot scantily-clad chick in the SUV.

As they approached another eighteen wheeler Jimmy thought of Dr. Stone's advice. So far she had been dead on: the more his Mom exposed herself, the crazier, the hotter she became. It was time to stretch the envelope. "Mom, put your big sunglasses on."

Jenny looked at him. "Why?"

"You'll see. Just do it."

Jenny put on the sunglasses just as Jimmy pulled astride the driver. "Hey Mom, that trucker's checkin' you out. Why don't you blow him a kiss."

Jenny looked to her right. There was a fat face, stubbly with beard, staring at her. She turned to her son. Surely he wasn't serious. But Jimmy's face was calm; it brooked no dissent. As she realized she was going to follow her son's instructions Jenny felt a warm pang between her legs; this spur of the moment direction to flirt with a stranger was turning her on. The last twenty-four hours had left little of the good girl mask she'd been spent the past decade wearing. Jimmy was right. There could be no harm in one little kiss and the thought of doing it stoked the heat in her groin. She looked at the trucker, smiled, and threw him a kiss. He tooted his horn in appreciation.

Jenny's quick compliance bolstered Jimmy's confidence. He looked in the rear view mirror. There was no one behind them. Keeping the SUV abreast of the truck, he said, "Mom, let's give this hard-workin' boy a show. Flash 'im."

Jenny's weak meandering protest, "Honey, I don't know, I mean, you don't know anything about this guy, I mean, he could be anyone, be reasonable, he could be a crazy druggie, anything...," was undercut by her uncertain tone of voice. She wasn't putting up much resistance, inviting her son to override her.

Jimmy laughed. "Mom, don't worry about him, we can get away any time we want and you've got your sunglasses on. So sit back and show the guy what he wants. Heck, I'll enjoy it too."

Jenny glanced in the side mirror. The sunglasses, she thought, should keep her identity a secret. Slightly reassured, and more than a little bit aroused by the prospect of flashing a stranger, Jenny pulled down one side of her blouse, exposing a breast. Her nipple was hard and erect. The trucker's face showed a broad grin. She closed her eyes and leaned back, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her flesh.

Jimmy grinned triumphantly. Lauren Stone was right. His mother an exhibitionist. A fact, he was learning, he could definitely take advantage of.

"Lift that shirt up. Show him both your fine tits and pull the seatbelt down so it doesn't cut between them." Jenny again looked at her son. Had she lost the ability to say no? She lifted the shirt, baring her braless tits. Despite her concerns, she was increasingly turned on; both nipples were at full attention.

"Now touch them." Jenny reached over to her son's crotch. He was erect; he was responding to her display. She imagined that the truck driver's cock was nice and hard. She imagined him picking up a lot lizard that night and thinking about her tits while the whore sucked him off. Jenny cupped her breasts, making a show of teasing and pulling on her nipples.

Jimmy noticed another truck fast approaching from behind. He allowed his speed to drift down and the first truck pulled ahead. Jimmy stuck his arm out the window and waved; the driver gave an appreciative toot of his horn.

When the next truck pulled astride them Jenny, without instruction, waved at the driver, her breasts still exposed. He whooped and sounded his air horn. Her hesitation of a few minutes ago seemed ancient history; she was fully immersed in the moment.

"Mom, me and these guys really love your tits and nipples."

Jenny turned back to her son and flashed a sexy smile before giving her breasts a quick squeeze and again waving at the driver.

"Mom, pull down your shorts."

Although part of her wanted to object, Jenny, hands shaking, unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down until they sat at her ankles. As her son knew, she was not wearing any underwear; her wet pussy glistened in the sunlight.

Matching his speed to that of the truck, Jimmy said, "Spread your legs as wide as you can."

Goose-pimples erupting over her skin, Jenny spread her legs. The distracted trucker swerved, nearly hitting the SUV, as he stared at the beautiful all-but-naked red-head. Jenny, thrilled at the attention, ran her hand across her son's thighs and the outline of his hard dick. Jimmy opened his pants and Jenny pulled his cock free, softly caressing his erection. With her other hand she pulled a breast to her mouth and licked the nipple.

Jimmy suppressed a broad smile as he contemplated his mother's transformation. When he noticed the trucker check his rear view mirror Jimmy did the same and saw another truck pulling up behind. Apparently the act the crazy red-haired chick was putting on was being passed around among the drivers. Could he up the ante? It was, Jimmy decided, worth a try. He slowed down, drifting back to the truck behind them. Jenny, fully focused on sucking her own tits, didn't initially notice. When she was alerted by a toot of the horn of the truck that was pulling away in front, she turned to her son in confusion. He gestured out the window as another truck pulled up beside them.

The driver was, unexpectedly, a woman, with short black hair. Her face featured several tattoos and piercings.

"Hey, she's cute. Let's give her a show. Mom, put your fingers between your legs."

Jenny hesitated. She had dug performing for the men, but there were limits.

"Just do it," he said firmly.

Jenny, secretly thrilled by her son's new commanding attitude, ran her right hand up her leg and slipped a finger into her wet cunt. The SUV continued to pace the heavy truck as Jenny moved this finger, and then several, in and out of her pussy. The truck driver was visibly delighted. Jenny couldn't believe it. She felt her cunt get wetter and wetter.

"That's great Mom. Now lick those sticky fingers." Jenny sucked the juice from her fingers. The trucker stared open-mouthed. Jenny imagined the driver, sinking her fingers into her lover's pussy later that night and licking off the cream. She jammed her right hand back between her legs while continuing to fondle her son's cock with her left. Her cunt was on-fire; she needed to cum; she started working on her clit. She looked at the truck driver and ran her tongue over her lips, wondering what her cunt tasted like. And then the woman started drifting away. Jimmy was slowing down. Jenny frantically turned to Jimmy. What was going on; she was not done. The SUV veered to the left and Jenny noted the scenery behind her son. They were pulling off the highway; they were home; this was their exit.

When they reached the bottom of the exit Jimmy looked at his Mom. She was sprawled across her seat, exhibiting her wares to anyone who cared to look.

"You better cover up Mom."

Jenny, her tone distracted, her mind focused on the steaming swamp between her legs, said, "Yes son." However, as they drove through their home town, windows down, waving to friends and neighbors, Jenny's hand continued to frig her son's enormous erection.
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As the garage door closed behind them Jenny knew one thing; she needed to be fucked, fucked soon, and her husband was definitely not in the running. After she got out of the SUV another thought intruded. She couldn't possibly let her husband she her dressed like this. That's when she realized that they had not reclaimed her clothes or the day's shopping from Nasty Girl.

"Baby, we left our shopping behind."

Jimmy had realized it, but the last thing he wanted to do when he hurried his horny mother to the family car for their first fuck was to detour back to Nasty Girl.

"Don't worry, I'll call the store." Then, as if he had been doing it for years, he placed a hand on her ass and kissed her, unashamedly slipping his tongue into her mouth. As they continued their long lingering sexy french kiss she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body to his. After several minutes of hot necking Jenny broke the kiss and said, "We better get inside. Your dad's going to start wondering what we're doing out here."

As Jimmy went to call the store, Jenny stopped to pull one of her son's tee-shirts from the dryer. She put it on. It covered the shirt and cut-offs. It was Sunday and that meant hubby was watching football. She found him in the den in his recliner. The beer cans stacked on the table showed he was well on his way to a happy drunk. She stood behind their high-back couch, which was positioned to the side of and behind his chair, and they exchanged pleasantries. She heard her son approaching, whistling a happy tune.

Both mother and son were wondering if the other would be as brazen at home as they had been out of it. The answer came almost immediately. Jimmy stood behind his Mom and rubbed his rock hard erection against her ass while sliding his hands underneath the tee shirt to fondle her tits. Jenny moaned, pushing her ass back against him while pretending to pay attention to something her husband was saying. One of Jimmy's hands moved across her stomach, pushed inside her shorts, and cupped her naked wet cunt, slipping a finger inside and rocking her back against his hard dick. She placed both hands on the top of the couch and shimmied her ass against his erection. Jenny then leaned forward and slipped her hand between them, tracing the outline of his prick. He loved the touch of her fingers on his cock while his father sat a few feet away. As if she could read his mind she slipped her hand inside his shorts and closed her fingers around the stiff shaft. She began stroking him gently.

His father spoke, "Instead of standing there why don't you two sit down and watch the game."

Jenny replied, her tone positive and friendly as she worked her son's penis. "Actually I got a few things I need Jim to move upstairs. I'll need him to squeeze into some tight places. After that I'm going to take a shower and lay down, I'm a bit tired. Jim, you don't mind helping your Mom, do you?"

No ma'am," he replied. "I'm kinda bushed too. I may take a nap myself."

"Thank you honey," Jenny said while rotating her hand on the head of her son's meat. Then she said to her husband, "We'll join you for the next game, dear."

"Sure," Roger replied, half-listening. He thought, in passing, that Jimmy was abnormally happy to help his Mom, he usually ran from chores, but Roger was soon fully absorbed in the game. Jenny, seeing that her husband has stopped paying attention, said good-bye, knelt behind the couch, undid her son's jeans, and recalling the ice cream cone at the mall, took hold of his cock and slowly licked it from base to tip, applying as much pressure as she could manage with her tongue. She then kissed each of his heavy testicles.

Jimmy loved it, but wanted more. Taking her head in his hands, he lowered it over his erection. When it bumped the back of his mouth he shifted the angle until his prick lodged at the opening of her throat. When his mother offered no resistance, he held her steady and moved his hips into her face. After a moment he felt a pop as his cock entered her throat. He let go of her head and moved her hair to the side so he could watch her beautiful face descend over his tool. Jenny worked her lips and tongue on the shaft while she bobbed her head up and down, taking as much of his cock into her face as she could manage. She rolled his testicles with her fingertips and looked up at her son, locking her eyes on his.

That's when the commercials started. His eyes on the screen, Roger said, "I thought you were gonna help your Mom."

Despite an attempt to control his voice, Jimmy's "Sure Dad," exhibited an unnatural excitement.

Roger looked at his son, noting his flushed face. Something odd was happening. "You okay? You two have fun shopping?"

"Yeah, Dad. I'm sure we'll want to do it again."

That his son enjoyed shopping with his mother was odd, but the commercial ended. He grumbled, "Better you than me," and turned his attention back to the game as the conversation faded from his mind. Jenny took the opportunity to slip away. Jimmy fetched his Dad another beer and headed upstairs.

He heard the shower running in his parents' bedroom. He stopped, taking a moment to study his mother's sublime form through the shower's glass door. She was a strikingly beautiful woman. He stripped and stepped inside. Jenny was naked; soap and water dripped from her body. She took his erect cock in her hand, soaping it up as they exchanged spirited kisses. Jenny then sat on the shower's chair and let her son wash her hair, after which they scrubbed each others bodies. When done, Jenny, thinking of Emily's bald pussy, asked Jimmy, her voice coy, if he wouldn't mind helping her shave her pubes. Jimmy agreed although in the end Jenny did the shaving. Jimmy's hands were shaking in lust and Jen thought it best to keep him away from a razor. When done Jimmy turned her around, directed the shower nozzle to spray on his Mom's pussy, and fucked her from behind while she whimpered and begged in delight.

They piled out of the shower, dried each other off, and Jimmy helped blow dry and comb Jenny's hair. As they dressed - Jimmy in loose fitting gym shorts and a tee-shirt, Jenny in a short blue skirt and a baggy blouse - both sans underwear, Jimmy's phone beeped.

He picked it up. "It's from Emily. When I called the store they said she was gone, but that she'd mentioned a customer had left some bags behind. She was taking them home for safe-keeping. If the customer called she asked the manager to give him her phone number. I sent her a text. This is her reply. She said she's out of pocket now, but will get back to us later about returning our stuff. My battery's about to die so I texted her the home phone number."

"What did you think of Emily?' Jenny asked.

"She seemed very nice," Jimmy responded cautiously.

Jenny understood the reason for Jimmy's circumspection. "Well, I thought she was drop dead gorgeous," Jenny said. "She also showed me her pussy. It was completely bald. It's what inspired me to shave mine."

Jimmy grinned. Jealously was not going to be an issue.

Holding hands the incestuous mother and son headed downstairs. When they entered the den Roger, his voice slurred, said "Do you guys mind grabbing me another beer?" They headed for the kitchen, where Jimmy pushed his mother against the refrigerator and kissed her passionately while pawing her braless breasts through her blouse. They didn't hear the phone ring. Roger's stumbling gait alerted them only a moment before he stepped into the kitchen. They had time to break their kiss, but their arms were still wrapped around each other.

Too drunk to notice how quickly Jen and Jimmy jumped apart or their bright red faces, Roger said, a happy grin on his face, "You two are sure getting along. There's a woman on the phone for you son, named Emmy I think. New girlfriend? She sounded pretty."

"Thanks Dad. I'll take it in the study and catch up with you guys in the den."

Emily told Jimmy she had their stuff. While Jimmy offered to pick it up, Emily said she and her Dad were driving their way the following weekend and could drop it off. Perhaps Jimmy and his Mom could join them for dinner? Jimmy thanked her and said that wouldn't be a problem; in fact he'd like to treat as a way to say thanks.

Distracted by the close call with his father and his throbbing dick, it would not be until the following morning that Jimmy realized that Emily had not only known that Jenny was his mother, but that he had acknowledged that fact.

Jimmy hung up the phone, grabbed a blanket from the hall closet, and headed for the den. His Mom was sitting on the couch; his Dad in his chair. Jimmy sat next to Jenny, covered both of them with the blanket, and joined in his parents' conversation. When the game came back on Jenny felt a hand on her bare thigh. Still spooked by the close call in the kitchen she whispered "Not now," and pushed Jimmy's hand away. Jimmy moved her hand aside and put his back on her thigh. When she pushed it away again, he did the same. She gave him her best stern parental look, but he was looking at the game. She continued pushing his hand away, but her son was simply too strong and determined.

A commercial interrupted the game and Roger, noticing his wife squirming on the couch, said "You okay babe?"

She placed both hands on top of the blanket and smiled at her husband, thinking as well as I can be with your son fondling my leg. She didn't say that. She said, "Yes honey, I'm fine. Just a little cramp or something, that's all."

Jimmy, taking advantage of the interruption, slowly, almost teasingly, slid his hand up her smooth sleek thigh. Jenny kept her hands on her lap as her husband continued the conversation. She wanted to tell Jimmy to stop, but interrupting Roger would only raise suspicion. When Jimmy's hand was within inches of her pussy she clamped her legs tightly, put on her best smile and continued talking to her husband. Jimmy tried to push his fingers closer to her pussy which was juicing up in response to her son's insolent disregard for his father's presence. Jimmy, when it became apparent he could not force his hand between his mother's thighs, suddenly changed course and ran his hand up the outside of her thigh under her skirt.

Jenny looked at her son. He smiled, outwardly calm. Her eyes flared, trying to warn him, but he settled his fingers above her pussy. Jenny shivered in involuntary delight as he explored the newly shaven zone, but still crossed her legs denying him further access. He kept his hand resting on the top of her bare thigh under her dress, gently stroking her as they watched the game.

They continued this way for several minutes. During the next commercial Roger said, "Need me another beer," and tried standing, but fell back into his chair. He turned to Jenny, "I guess I've had a lot, but another won't kill me. Honey, would you mind?"

Jenny jumped at the opportunity to escape Jimmy's hand. Roger, happy to have a wife so wonderful that she didn't mind if he spent the day watching football and didn't carp while he worked his way though a refrigerator full of Budweiser, said, "Thanks dear."

When she returned Jimmy was telling his father about their shopping trip. She handed Roger the beer and sat down, making sure Jimmy excised the carnal details. Distracted, she realized she had not crossed her legs until she felt her son's hand racing up her thigh. He was fast and before she could react his hand was resting on her crotch, his fingers pressing against her pussy. She crossed her legs, trapping his hand. That left them at a stand-off: he couldn't do anything because Jen's legs had closed on his hand; she couldn't release her grip for fear of what he'd do to her pussy, which was growing hotter by the moment.

It was quite a pickle; she was sitting in a room next to her husband with her son's hand pressed against her naked sex. She had to keep Jimmy from getting inside her while trying to suppress her burgeoning arousal. Thank god for football and beer, she thought, which at the moment were consuming Roger's attention. She recalled her concern when they got home: that Jimmy would not be aggressive enough. Be careful what you wish for, she thought; this would be funny if it had been someone else.

Distracted by these thoughts, Jenny relaxed her iron grip. Jimmy tool immediate advantage and pushed his thumb towards her clit. Her attempt to shift her position to block him failed. He started to thumb her clit; he was not gentle; it felt so damn good. She shuddered; juice dripped from her twat; she exhaled heavily. Her legs still held his hand tightly, but other than wrestling Jimmy's hand out of her lap there was nothing she could do. So she sat, watching the game while her son played with her clittie.

It was a losing battle. Under Jimmy's expert manipulation Jenny further relaxed. As her initial panic receded, she found the fact that her son was enjoying her cunt only feet from her husband thrilling. The pleasure flowed through her and it became impossible to do anything other than smile. Her husband's occasional comment about the game only mildly distracted her. Finally, she stopped tensing her legs altogether. Jimmy, well aware of the effect he was having, took advantage. A finger sank deep into her ready wet pussy. Jenny groaned.

Roger, his voice heavily slurred, said, "You okay honey?"

Even Jimmy, afraid of being caught, froze. Jenny was non-plussed. "Uh-huh. I guess I fell asleep, I was dreaming." She smiled at her husband.

"Yeah, I'm getting sleepy too. Too much beer."

Jimmy, now knowing his Mom would not blow his cover, began forcefully finger fucking her, adding a second finger, then a third, and finally all four. Jenny bit her bottom lip, stifled a moan, and surrendered, opening her legs and slouching, giving Jimmy unimpeded access to her pussy. He didn't waste the chance and continued sliding his fingers in and out while working her clit with his thumb.

She heard her husband say something, she couldn't make out what, and Jimmy responded, "Yeah Dad." Good, she thought, let Jimmy distract her husband, all I want to do is think about my cunt. Jenny surrendered completely, marveling at what was happening: her son was finger fucking her while her husband, his father, sat a few feet away. She loved it. She felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. They turned into a flock of birds. It was wonderful; she knew she was soon going to explode like an overheated pressure cooker. She didn't want Jimmy to stop, not when she was so close and the intense forbidden pleasure felt so good, but still she worried, would she be able to stifle the bestial orgasmic howl building up in her gut?

That's when fate intervened. Her husband started to snore. She moaned, long and low. He didn't move. She let out a strong passionate moan, he didn't budge. Jimmy's fingers continued to pump rapidly in and out and the birds in her belly turned into screaming eagles. It was coming. Everything seemed to slow down and she needed it to hurry up. She was so damn close!

She grabbed her tits through her blouse and pushed her cunt into the fingers plowing her love hole. She slumped forward, licked her lips, and told Jimmy in a low sexy growl, "You're a very bad boy," as she came. Her body shook and she buried her face in her son's shoulder, partially muffling her voice while she moaned, "Uhhhhhhhhh fuck yes," before melting down into a series of incoherent groans. While she wanted to scream, but there was no way she would get away with it, and she pressed her mouth into Jimmy, groaning in ecstatic exhilaration. For several long moments all she knew was her orgasm, it was her universe.

Finally, she slumped against her son. He wrapped an arm around her, occasionally kissing her. When she was able to stand they woke Roger and helped him upstairs, where they undressed and pulled a blanket over him. He was soon snoring away. Jenny placed her hand on the back of her son's neck, pulling his face to hers, and at the same time forcing her hand past the band of his gym shorts to fondle his hard cock.

She ended the kiss and placed her hands on his chest. "Honey, wait for me in your bedroom, I'll be there in a minute." And then, before he bolted from the room, "Oh, one thing. You need to learn something about girls, when we fuck," Jenny noticed, with appreciation, how the crude word sent a shudder of desire through her son, "we like the place to be neat and clean. I know I've been saying this to you for years, but from now on keep your room spic and span and the sheets washed several times a week."

Jimmy perceived the implied promise; today was not a one time thing, there'd be plenty of Mommy-pussy in the future. He replied, with a broad horny grin, "Yes Mom," and headed for his bedroom. Jenny opened her lingerie drawer, rejecting several items before settling on a sheer red baby doll. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts and erect nipples, swollen with need, as well as her newly shaven cunt, were clearly visible. She ran her hands down her sides and cupped her full tits. At the risk of being immodest, she thought, she still had it - the years of careful dieting and hours in the gym had paid off. She was done with tamping down her sex drive to please her husband. And with young men like her son and Scottie available, why should she?

Still, she thought, Jimmy might need some education about making love to a woman. Fucking him in a car in a parking garage was great and she looked forward to doing it again, but a girl did like to prolong it sometimes. She grabbed some massage oil from the bathroom and headed down the hall. When she arrived she was pleased to see her naked son making the bed. The piles of junk in his bedroom were gone. He couldn't have put them away that fast - they must be stashed in his closet - but it was a start.

Jimmy turned when he heard her enter the room. He was happily startled by the sight of his mother in the baby doll, his glance racing up and down her body, as if he couldn't quite accept the notion that his sexy mother would dress this way for him. Jenny's gaze was more focused, drifting from his eyes to his erection. She considered pushing him backward and mounting him, but stuck to her resolve to ensure to make more patient love-making part of their repertoire. She helped her son make the bed and tossed him the massage oil.

"It's time for my back rub, stud," she announced, as she lay face first on the bed.

Jimmy whistled as he observed his mother's perfect form. He wanted to lift her ass up and shove his dick in her cunt, taking her doggy style. If he'd not already dumped three loads in her twat that day he probably would have done just that. However, he had enough wisdom to understand that his mother was offering him not just a day of sex, but regular access to her cunt. The better, and wiser, side of his nature won out. Best to give her what she wanted.

Jimmy did just that, running his strong hands inside her baby doll to work her back, neck, shoulders, arms, and leg. Jill, his girlfriend, loved a back rub and his experience showed as his mother purred in contentment. Forty minutes later, coating his hands with the oil, he focused on her ass. He located her gluteus and kneaded the muscle, beginning gently and gradually building up pressure. He used the base of his palms and his fingers to work out the few knots he found. His mother was completely relaxed. It was time.

He lightly kissed the small of her back before leaving a series of teasing kisses across her ass cheeks. His Mom's subdued coos let him know he was on the right track. He delighted her sweet ass with a line of barely perceptible diaphanous bites. Jenny gasped and when Jimmy slipped his hand between her legs and into her cunt there was no resistance. His Mom was soaking wet.

He spread her cheeks. Her light brown anus was clearly visible. He blew air on it and ran his tongue up the length of the crevice, licking her anus several times before forcing the tip of his tongue inside.

Jenny let out a sharp short groan, "Uuunnnhhh." Her husband never paid this kind of attention to her butt. She loved her husband, but any notion of fidelity had died when she pulled Scottie's cock into her pussy the evening before. She loved her son's cock and wanted more, a lot more. She was no longer going to deny herself the joy of sex. And not the kind of sex her husband prescribed, late at night, in the bedroom, lights off (although, she mused, there was nothing wrong with keeping that in the mix), but impulsive sex, public sex, crazy sex. She would return to a time where she exposed her sexual self to the world and took advantage of whatever resulted.

But first there was Jimmy. Not only was he a magnificent fuck, but his cock was right down the hall. She did not want exclusive rights, but she did want to make sure it'd be there when she wanted it. At the moment he was more than eager, but would the novelty of fucking his mother wear off? After all, she was twice his age. Then something else crossed her mind. Jimmy's animal energy in the car and now evident skills in the bedroom confirmed what she had long suspected, he was no virgin; Jimmy and Jill were doing it. She thought about Jill. She was not only brilliant and sweet, but tall, graceful, and lithesome with light blonde hair that hung down to her sweet round, slightly soft, ass. Who wouldn't be fucking that? But still, maybe she could offer Jimmy something Jill didn't.

Jenny reached back and spread her ass cheeks. Jimmy forced his tongue into her asshole and, when it grew tired, licked hard around the brown puckered opening. Jenny responded with enthusiasm, groaning, and when he pushed his tongue inside her, bleating in pleasure.

"Oh baby, ohh baby, keep it up. That feels so good."

Jimmy, coating a finger in her copiously flowing pussy, played with the opening of her asshole as he continued kissing and taking soft bites on her ass cheeks. His Mom was gasping and wiggling. Jimmy thought it was time to see how far she'd go. He re-coated the finger with her pussy juice and inserted it, up to the first digit, in her asshole. Jenny, eager for the invader, pushed her ass back and the finger sank all the way in. Her sharp response, "UMMMMM OH YEAH!" relieved Jimmy's momentary fear that he had gone too far.

Jimmy wiggled his finger in his mother's tight anus while taking short sharp nibbles on her ass. Inspired by his mother's feral mewls, he rammed three fingers into her cunt.

"OH YEAH JIMMY, THAT'S THE WAY."

Jenny raised herself to her knees, allowing her to move her ass freely in time with Jimmy's fingers. Then, the pitch of her voice rising, asked, "Does Jill let you fuck her up the ass?"

In normal times Jimmy's response to any parental question about his sex life would be to dissemble. These were not normal times. He was focused on his mother's asshole and the way she cooed and sighed as he made love to it. He had never ass-fucked a girl before, but his mother's reaction had given birth to the hope this would be the first time. Thus, Jimmy simply said, "No."

"Oh baby, then can I be the first? I used to love being fucked up the ass, but its been years. Your dad won't do it. How 'bout it baby, wanna fuck your mommy's ass. Wanna ream out her tush?"

"Shit, yeah!!"

He coated his penis with the oil, dripped some down the crevice of her ass, lay his dick between her ass cheeks, and slid it up and down, still wondering if his Mom might back out.

She did not. "Oh baby, your cock feels so good, it's so fricking big. It's time. You've taken your Mommy's pussy, now take her asshole. Cornhole your horny, crazy, sluttly mother." And then stifling a laugh she added, "I wonder what the word is, you're already a mother-fucker, now you can be a mother-cornholer."

Images of some of his favorite internet porn flicked through Jimmy's mind; he wanted to see how far his Mom's ass would stretch. He pushed her down to the bed and straddled her, holding himself up on one arm. He pushed the tip of his cock into her asshole, loving how the brown color at the entrance yielded to the pink inside. He leaned slightly back, using his cock as a lever to open her up. He then leaned forward, again leveraging her open. That's when he lost his balance. Her sphincter popped open and the head, followed by four inches of his cock, entered her.

Jimmy had not intended to plunge into her like this. He had intended to enter her nice and slow. But, before he could regain his balance he had shoved half his dick into her.

Jenny's body jerked. It felt like an iron girder, without warning, had been rammed up her ass. She bellowed and arched her back, pushing her stomach and ass into the mattress in a pointless attempt to escape. She glanced in the mirror trying to figure out what the hell her son was doing, but the trepidation on his face showed he was scared; it had been an accident. Jenny, recalled how she had long ago learned to love the pleasure-pain of a good ass fuck, and decided, what the hell, I might as well get it over with. She pushed her ass up, filling herself with the rest of his masterful dick. "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!"

Concerned about the look on Jimmy's face she decided to let him know it was okay. Her voice a gumbo of lust, pain, and desire, she half-said, half-groaned, "Oh baby, you have a wonderful cock, beautiful cock. Fuck me, fuck my asshole with it, make me yours, show me who I belong to." The Jenny reached behind her, took hold of Jimmy's neck and pulled his head close to hers. She wanted the moment to be intimate, but also wanted to make sure he understood her fervid need. "I want your seed, I want it in my ass. Fuck me hard. Tell me when you're going to cum. I want to know."

Jimmy, inspired, began plunging into her without regard to her comfort. He was amazed, he was practically raping his mother's asshole and she was begging for more. She was offering herself to him, letting him know that this was not a one time thing, that from now on he was the man of the house, that his mother's body was his. Words came tumbling from him, "God yes, that's it, you sexy bitch, my little slave, my slut, my dirty little slut - so hungry for me, my fat dick in you ass..."

Catalyzed by the lingering discomfort, Jenny gasped as mini-orgasms swept through her. She struggled to hold on, trying to tamp down the massive orgasm she felt simmering inside. She wanted the tension to build; she wanted to wait until the moment Jimmy dumped his load into her. She was becoming more and more aroused as long-forgotten nerve endings in her asshole were resurrected and natural lubricants mixed with those her son had used. She loved it. She loved the way her son's fat hard dick probed each and every crevice of her tight asshole, the way her newly confident son asserted his dominance over her. Jenny panted as she felt the pressure continue to build within her.

"OHH BABY! I NEED THIS! OH I NEED SO BADLY TO BE FUCKED! OH YES! FUCK ME HONEY! OH YEAH FUCK ME! UMMMMM OH YEAH! YOU'RE SO BIG AND THICK! FUCK I LOVE YOUR COCK! UMMMM! OH! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME! I NEED YOUR CUM, FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM!!"

Jimmy needed no more hint that his Mom was ready. With a growl he started pounding her, devoid of a sympathy, feeling nothing other than the friction of the tightest hottest place he imagined his cock would ever be.

"TAKE MY CUM BITCH, TAKE MY CUM UP YOUR ASS!!"

Jenny knew how sore her asshole would be in the morning. She didn't care. What was important was the aggressive way her son was taking her. Whatever trepidation he had felt about fucking his mother had been forgotten. She wanted her son as her lover and as he pounded her asshole with complete abandon, she was sure he'd be back for more. She had no objection to her husband's polite gentlemanly love-making, but the joy of being fucked without reference to the rules, for the sheer joy of it, like dogs in heat, came pouring back to her. This was what she wanted. This is what her son was giving her now and what Scottie had given her yesterday. She looked in the mirror. There was no longer doubt in her son's face; it was a mask of crazed single-minded lust. She looked at herself; she liked what she saw; a beautiful woman who loved being fucked and was being fucked so damn well.

The sensations in Jenny's asshole merged with her cunt's carnal cravings. Her swollen clit emerged from its hood and she dragged it across a hard fold in the bed spread. Her son's massive cock, as it repeatedly rammed in and out, worked her g-spot through the thin wall of flesh separating her cunt and rectum. It was un-fucking-believable. She needed Jimmy to fuck her intensely, hard, almost brutally. Her voice was strained with passion and desperation when she cried, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, REAM ME OUT YOU FUCKING STUD." For a brief second her mind's eye drifted to her husband, snoozing down the hall, and then the image was supplanted by a blinding, almost painful, explosion of light as an orgasm ripped through her. Jenny let out a ear-piercing scream, more animal than human, as the orgasm whipped-sawed through her body with a physical intensity that relegated the clitoral and vaginal orgasms she had limited herself for years to a lesser universe.

Jimmy had known his mother was beautiful and in the past twenty-four hours had learned of her sexual side, but the writhing slut underneath him, squirming and begging for more while he jack-hammered his cock in and out of her ass, was something beyond his imagination. He had discovered the mother-lode. A cock-hungry bitch ready to try anything and available most any time of the night or day. And she was his mother; the sexiest hottest woman he knew.

When his mother screamed as she was swept away by the tsunami of her orgasm, her anus twitched, convulsed, and contracted, clamping down on his cock; it was beyond tight. His balls churned and another bucket of cum shot the length of his cock, coating the inside of her anus. Jimmy's body shook and shivered, thrashing on top of his mother's convulsing form.

They lay together, their sweaty spent bodies slumped against each other. It was Jenny, re-claiming in part the mother's role, who spoke first.

"Two rules stud. First, and most important, you and I are going to fuck. We are going to fuck a lot. And if you have any fantasies, bring them on, it's time to live them. You are certainly going to live mine. Second, while I expect discretion, we are free to have other lovers. I don't expect you to give up Jill and from the look on Lauren's face last night, I suspect she's open to a lot more."

How did she know about Lauren? Jimmy picked his head from the bed and looked at his mother. He was about to ask, but stopped, it was a question best left for later.

When it was clear that Jimmy was not going to respond, Jenny said, "Agreed?"

"Agreed."

About thirty minutes later Jenny struggled to her feet and headed to the door. Jimmy's eyes greedily followed her and then, as she was about to leave, he said, "Mom, run a finger up your ass."

When she did she felt his sticky seed and smiled. "Now who's cum is this?" she asked, before sucking a dab of it from the tip of her finger and winking. "Good night stud. As I said, get ready to fuck me often and hard."​