Family Nightmare Ch. 03
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Thanks for all the kind emails everyone. Here it is finally. The final chapter, enjoy!
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As the morning sun began to peep into Alana Scott's bedroom the brightness began to awaken her. She stretched her body out with a soft yawn and slowly opened her eyes. Alana looked over at her husband sleeping soundly next to her, and smiled. Last night her husband had made love to her particularly well and she lay there still satisfied. As Alana sat up in her bed the nightgown she was sleeping in became tangled around her. So as she lifted herself up the gown slid up her torso and revealed one of her breasts. In Alana's euphoric state she looked at herself in the mirror and did her best playboy model pose.
"Do I make you horny?" Alana whispered trying her best to imitate Austin Powers.
She almost burst out laughing. The last two weeks of her life had been grand. No problems at all and she was enjoying herself. That wasn't the case at all up until a couple weeks ago. About three or four months ago while on vacation Alana, her son James, and his best friend Sam were kidnapped by two men. Alana was forced to have sex with the two men and then they forced her to do the same with Sam and even her own son. After the ordeal the three made a deal to try and just forget about the whole thing but that didn't last. A couple months after they got back Sam had become so obsessed with Alana that he concocted a plan to blackmail her into having sex with him again. The plan worked, Alana was made to have sex with Sam but during the experience Alana began to feel sorry for Sam after what he had been through. She made a deal with Sam. A deal that has been in effect for two weeks. The deal was that Sam could have sex with her two or three times a week at times of her choosing. In exchange he would destroy all the evidence he used to blackmail her and eventually try to move on with his life. Alana reasoned that eventually Sam would tire of her or forget about her when his young mind found another girl to focus on. So for the last two weeks Sam has been coming by whenever he could. If there was no one at home with her Alana would have sex with him. Even though she knew it to be very wrong Alana had become quite attached to Sam. The way the young man looked at her as they were making love excited her to no end. In fact, she had become somewhat addicted to the feeling. Even though Alana had become comfortable with her little affair she wasn't stupid, she was very careful about their little rendezvous'. She was however, very creative in their affair. Once, Sam was on top of Alana, who was on top of the dining room table, and was right in the middle of fucking her when they heard Alana's husband pulling up in the driveway. Sam was running out the back door just as Greg was coming in the front. He was met by a smiling wife who was doing all she could to keep her young lovers cum from running down her legs.
Alana's good mood, while she didn't want to admit it was in fact do to the fact that for the last couple of weeks she had been the object of affection of two men. While before all the craziness had started she was very satisfied with her sex life, now two men were satisfying her. She had the best of both worlds. Her husband provided the experienced, tender love making that curled her toes, while Sam provided the intense fucking that would leave her a sweaty mess on the floor.
Alana's good mood was reigned in slightly as she remembered that her husband was going out of town for a week on business. Not to mention he wouldn't be there for her birthday this coming Thursday.
"Can't have my cake and eat it too." Alana reasoned to herself.
Not wanting her good mood to disappear all together Alana decided to go downstairs and make Greg some breakfast. A morning in bed together eating breakfast sounded just fine to her. Without thinking of what she was wearing Alana got out of bed and started down the hallway toward the stairs. Halfway down the stairs she realized that all she has on was a thin nightgown that was barely long enough to cover her panties. Alana wasn't known for her modesty but she didn't walk around the house naked either. To make matters worse Alana only wore very sexy underwear. Thongs, lace panties, and boy shorts made up the bulk of her underwear drawer. With each step down the stairs her nightgown would slide up her legs and reveal her red lace panties, then slide back down again.
"Oh well, its 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning, no one will get up until at least 10:00." She thinks to herself.
Alana began to make breakfast taking care to be quiet, not wanting to wake her husband or son. Some eggs, bacon, grits and toast will start the morning off right she thinks to herself as she gathers the ingredients. As Alana began to beat the eggs in a bowl she felt a cool breeze on her exposed legs.
"I bet Greg left that window open again." Alana thinks to herself as goose bumps begin to form on her long legs.
Alana then went back about her business while thinking of what she was going to do on her birthday without her husband being home. Greg usually took her out on the town and she would have a ball. Not this year though she thought subconsciously pouting her lips. Just as that thought had left her mind Alana was startled as a pair of arms wrapped around her stomach. Just as she was about to scream she heard Sam's voice.
"Good morning sexy." Sam said as he kissed Alana on the neck causing an electric shiver to race down her spine to her toes.
"Jesus Christ Sam!!! You scared the crap outta me!" Alana said doing all she could not to shout.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you scared so easily." Sam said releasing his grip.
"It's ok, it's just, I was thinking to myself. You caught me off guard." Alana said slightly amused at her reaction.
Sam pulled a chair out and sat down. He was all too happy to sit and watch as Alana glided around the kitchen in her nightgown. When she reached up into one of the cabinets Sam's eye caught a glimpse of Alana's panties.
"Those are nice." Sam said nonchalantly.
Alana turned to see what Sam was looking at. Realizing it was her panties she rolled her eyes as she turned back around.
"Well they're new; I've only worn them twice so you'll have to wait a while." Alana said referring to Sam's penchant for pilfering her underwear in the past.
"That was before I could have what's inside your panties." Sam replied smiling, knowing his little comments about their affair made Alana uncomfortable.
"Sam, it's not that I mind that much but what are you doing over so early in the morning?" Alana asked quickly changing the subject after Sam's arrogant remark.
"Well, I wouldn't have even come over but last night my mom and dad told me that I gotta go see my grandma in Florida this week. She's like a hundred years old and they said I might not see her many more times." Sam said staring at the floor.
"Well you should go see your grandmother, how long will you be gone?" Alana asked.
"Two freakin weeks, can you believe it? I don't know how I'm gonna make it." Sam said.
"It'll be ok." Alana said as she opened the refrigerator to get the bacon.
As the cool air blanketed her body Alana was again reminded that she was wearing next to nothing. Considering that Sam had seen her in a lot less her modesty wasn't warranted.
"But how am I supposed to go two weeks without....you know? Sam asked.
"Oh I'm sure you'll take matters into your own hands." Alana said flashing a sarcastic grin towards Sam, enjoying a little payback for his earlier comment.
"Ha Ha." Sam said standing up.
As Alana began opening the package of bacon at the counter Sam walked up behind her and reached around with both hands and cupped Alana's firm breasts. The thin material of Alana's nightgown offered little insulation from Sam's gentle caress.
"Ohhhhhhh...Ummmmm..Sam....that feels...uh....you know we can't do this right now." Alana whispered.
"I know. But if I'm gonna be gone for two weeks I gotta have something to remember." Sam whispered into Alana's ear.
Alana could feel Sam's hard young cock pressing against her ass. Deep down she liked being able to turn a boy of Sam's age on. Alana's ego wasn't out of control, but the fact that she was desirable to a younger man didn't hurt her feelings. The bulge in Sam's pants wedged perfectly right in the middle of Alana's ass and her body tingled as Sam's hands massaged her breasts. Alana arched her back and turned her head to kiss the young man. Breathing in softly her lips parted as they pressed against Sam's. Their tongues teased each other and Alana moaned as she felt Sam's hand gently rub her panty-covered pussy. The sensation over powered Alana and she inadvertently knocked the knife she was using to open the bacon onto the floor resulting in a loud crash.
"Damnit...." Alana said as she and Sam both froze.
Alana remained motionless for a good minute waiting to hear if anyone had been woken up by the noise. After a few more tense moments Alana and Sam began to breathe again. Alana turned to face Sam and smiled as her lips pressed against his. Alana's hand followed Sam's thigh until she found what she was looking for. She began to softly fondle Sam's hard cock through his shorts.
"Ahh youth." Alana thought as she was amazed at how hard Sam's cock was.
"Is this for me?" Alana teased as her hand found its way inside Sam's shorts.
What both Alana and Sam both were unaware of was that the loud noise had indeed awoken someone. Alana's son James heard a strange noise, and even though it was very early, he decided he better go see what it was.
"Damn it's early." James thought to himself as he groggily made his way down the stairs.
What he saw next would awaken him faster than the strongest cup of coffee. As he reached the bottom of the stairs and peaked around the corner he heard soft moaning. His eyes began to focus and he could see his mother's back and someone's arms wrapped around her. As he inched forward a little more he was shocked to see that it was Sam that was holding his mom. James quickly stepped back a couple of inches to remain hidden. As he peaked around the corner he couldn't believe his eyes. His mother was very passionately kissing his best friend and her hand was inside his shorts.
"Two weeks without this is gonna be murder." Sam said as he kissed Alana.
"You think you're the only one who's gotten used to our little get-togethers?" Alana asked as she stroked Sam's cock.
Alana could feel a familiar heat emanating from her panties. Just knowing that she was having an affair with a boy her son's age turned Alana on like nothing else. That simple fact bothered her more than she would ever admit to herself.
James couldn't believe his ears. As he listened further Sam and Alana let go of enough information that James could get a rough idea of how Sam came to be standing in his house making out with his mom. At first James was furious, he came very close to walking into the kitchen and beating the shit out of Sam. But as mad as he was he couldn't turn away. Even though Alana was his mother it was impossible to ignore how attractive she was.
"Hey, if I make it quick can I get a piece of ass before I have to go?" Sam asked as James looked on in utter amazement.
"A piece of ass? So that's what I am huh?" Alana asked not at all liking Sam's new boldness.
"You know what I mean, please." Sam asked.
"Oh...Sam I don't know. I guess so, but you have to really quiet and make it quick." Alana said nervously.
Although she was horny Alana was all too aware that just above her head her husband and son were sleeping. Alana looked around, and then she smiled at Sam. She then walked over to the counter and pulled her nightgown up around her waist and slid her panties down to her ankles.
"Well it doesn't get any easier than this." Alana said smiling at Sam over her shoulder as she spread her legs apart a little wider.
Sam walked up behind Alana and unzipped his shorts. Alana breathed deeply in anticipation as Sam leaned forward and took her breasts into his hands. Although Alana liked the entire act of making love, her favorite sensation was the initial penetration. From his vantage point James could see his mother's mouth open and her eyes close as Sam entered her. Even though she was his mother the sight of Alana bent over the counter being fucked was probably the most erotic thing James had ever seen.
"Oh my god yes." Alana cooed as Sam's cock spread her pussy lips apart. In her hypersexual state every vein in Sam's cock was appreciated as his young cock slipped in and out of Alana's wet pussy.
As her young lover's thrusts became harder and harder Alana stood on her toes and spread her legs a little more to make it easier for Sam to enter her. For the next few minutes the house was quiet except for the sound of Sam's flesh slapping against Alana's.
"OHH...OH.....DAMN YOUR TIGHT." Sam moaned as he watched his cock spread Alana's velvet pussy lips.
Alana looked over her shoulder and put her finger over her lips and told Sam to be quiet. She knew it would be hard but she didn't want to wake anyone up. After a few more thrusts James could see Alana's eyes shut tightly and her teeth clinched together. Alana could tell Sam was close to cumming. His cock was as hard as steel as he fucked her. Alana's tongue traced her lips as her pussy gripped Sam's cock tightly. Sam's hips began to buck violently and Alana looked as if she was riding a mechanical bull. She could feel Sam's cock flooding her pussy with hot cum as her feet were lifted off the floor with each thrust of Sam's hips. Every time Sam fucked her she was amazed at how much cum he could produce. After twelve or thirteen convulsions Sam finally relaxed and pulled Alana close to him and kissed her as she breathed very heavily. After a few moments their kiss ended and Alana again leaned forward and put her hands on the counter reveling in the afterglow as Sam's cock softened inside her. While this particular session didn't last nearly long enough to make her cum, Alana still felt satisfied.
From his hiding place James realized that he was as hard as he'd ever been. The fact that it was his mother that did this to him still weirded him out a little.
"Oh shit!" Sam exclaimed looking down at his watch.
"What is it?" Alana asked still breathing heavily with her hair in her face.
"I was supposed to be back ten minutes ago." Sam exclaimed.
Alana smiled and looked over her shoulder at Sam as he stood there still inside her.
"Well you can't go home with me stuck to you." Alana said as she sexily wiggled her ass.
Sam smiled back and pulled his limp cock from Alana's pussy. Alana made a sad puppy dog face as Sam's cock left her. Sam then quickly pulled up his shorts and kissed Alana on the cheek before he ran out the back door. Alana waved as she stood there still bent over the counter. She shook her head as she bent down and pulled up her panties. She knew she had to do it and she did like the feeling having sex with someone other than her husband, but to just be used by Sam to get off still made her feel dirty. After a few moments she went back to making breakfast for her husband.
Around the corner by the stairs just feet way, James stood not knowing what to think. He quietly made his way back up the stairs closed his door and sat down on his bed. A range of emotions coursed through his body.
"How could she do it? How could she fuck my best friend? After all that we've been through...."
At a loss for words James put his head in his hands and lost himself in thought. After a while James stood up. He wasn't at a loss for words any longer. And all the different emotions were replaced with just one, anger. He was as pissed off as he had ever been. How could his own mother be a willing participant in what he had just seen? After she was raped in front of him how could she do it? He went through so much to try and get his life back to normal how could she do it? How could she be such a slut? HOW COULD SHE FUCK SAM?!?!?!?
That day in his room James changed. He still loved his mother but he no longer thought of his mother in the same light. He no longer felt sorry for her after what she had been through. If she could fuck Sam then she could fuck him. The only thing he had to do was think of a way to make it happen. How does one go about fucking their mother? Then like the grinch that stole Christmas James grinned as an idea began to form.
James had sat in his room for about fifteen minutes before he came up with a plan to fuck his own mother. Before he resorted to blackmail like Sam did he would butter his mom up with compliments and make subtle sexual advances towards her. He knew that deep down Alana loved compliments. He would be alone with her all week, a perfect time to test his plan. If all else failed he would simply tell his mother that he was going to tell his dad and everyone else what happened all those months ago and what she was doing with Sam now. Since his mother was already downstairs alone now was as good a time as any to begin the fun and games.
"This will do just fine." James said as he slipped off his shirt and put on some old worn out boxers.
Being almost naked would add to his mother's discomfort. He then made his way downstairs being sure to stomp loudly enough for his mother to hear. Downstairs Alana was about to finish up breakfast when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Her stomach immediately tied itself in knots knowing that she was half naked and with no other way out of the kitchen. Finally accepting what was happening Alana could only hope it was Greg. She could explain her lack of clothing by saying she wanted to surprise him. Alana quickly ran over to the kitchen sink and acted like she was putting dishes into the dishwasher. Behind her she heard footsteps entering the kitchen and going to the refrigerator. When the anxiety reached its boiling point Alana looked over her shoulder to see who it was.
"Damn,damn,damn..." Alana said to herself as she saw her shirtless son drinking out of the milk jug.
"What in the world is he doing up this early?" Alana thought to herself as she tried to hide her modesty.
Although it wasn't that big of a deal Alana just wasn't comfortable with her son seeing her almost naked after what had happened all those months ago. James for his part found his mother's squirming very entertaining. For the time being he acted as if nothing was inappropriate about how his mother was dressed. In fact, he found himself admiring Alana's body as she finished making breakfast. James was getting used to his new role all too quickly.
"Mom, could you get me the cereal please? I'm starving." James said innocently as he grabbed a spoon and a bowl and sat down at the table.
Alana cringed as what her son asked of her processed in her mind. The cereal was on the top shelf in the cabinet and she would have to stand on her toes in order to reach it. She knew all to well that if she lifted her arms her nightgown would be pulled up exposing her panties.
"This is REAL good...go ahead give your son an eyeful." Alana thought as she cursed herself for not changing her clothes this morning.
"Umm.....sure thing..." she mumbled not wanting to draw attention to herself.
James's eyes got wider as his mom made her way over to the counter. His heart started beating faster and a lump formed in his throat as he watched Alana open the cabinet door. He was actually manipulating his mother so he could get a look at her panty covered ass. Tentatively Alana reached toward the cereal box but she was no where near tall enough.
"C'mon......you can do it." James thought to himself as he stared intently at his mother's shapely legs.
Finally his bravery was rewarded as Alana stood on her toes and strained to reach the cereal. As soon as she stretched, her nightgown was pulled up over her panties. James was awestruck at how round and firm his mother's ass was. Her legs seemed to go on forever and as they ended her amazing ass began. James could feel his cock beginning to stir.
"Damnit...all I had to do was put on my housecoat." Alana thought to herself as her hand finally made contact with the box of cereal.
Alana quickly closed the cabinet door and made her way over to the table where her son sat. As she leaned forward to put the box of cereal on the table Alana could've sworn her son was looking at her chest. Not sure what to make of the situation Alana turned to leave. She could finally put on some clothes she thought. But James wasn't quite done yet.
"Ummm...mom could you do me one more favor?" He asked.
"What do you need now?" Alana asked a little annoyed.
"Could you get me the big bowl that I use? This little one isn't gonna be enough for me." James said surprised that he had the guts to ask his mother to do something else.
Alana's eyes got wide as she realized what her son wanted her to do. The big bowl he wanted was kept on a bottom shelf in the corner. The only way to reach it was for her to bend over and reach pretty far into the cabinet.
"Can't you just make two bowls?" Alana asked trying to think fast.
"Pretty please." James asked.
"Oh for the love of...." Alana cursed herself as she made her way over to the cabinet.
Not wanting to prolong her own misery Alana opened the door and bent over. This time her nightgown slid up her abdomen and bunched up around her shoulders as she reached for the bowl. Her legs remained straight and James's eyes followed her thighs up until he saw his mom's panty covered pussy. There was a damp spot that caught James' eye, no doubt the remains of Sam and Alana's little get together this morning. Also, there was a little gap between Alana's legs that James found intoxicatingly attractive. But alas all good things come to an end and his mother stood back up and walked the bowl over to him.
"Thanks mom." James said smiling.
"You're welcome." Alana said with a puzzled look on her face as she wondered exactly what had just happened.
The rest of the day went by uneventfully. Sam and Greg both left and Alana went about her daily chores as usual. James on the other hand was all too eager to put his plan in motion, but he decided to wait for Monday morning.
About 10:30 Monday morning James got up and took a shower like he always does. After he got out of the shower he made his way to his room but this particular morning he left his door open. He knew that his mother made many trips by his door throughout the day. He didn't have to wait long until he heard his mother's footsteps coming up the stairs. Confidently James un-wrapped his towel from around his waist and dropped it onto the floor. He wasn't arrogant usually but James knew his package was bigger than most. Giving his mother an eyeful should ratchet up the tension just fine he thought. James stood with his back toward his door and waited. Just as his mother's footsteps were right at his door he spread his feet apart a little more and began to comb his hair.
Alana was making her way toward the bathroom to get the dirty laundry. As she passed her son's doorway she unknowingly glanced inside his room. Her eyes opened wide as she stopped mid-stride.
"Oh my ...." Alana said as she saw her son's naked body still glistening with water droplets.
As her eyes quickly surveyed his body, her gaze halted just as she had passed his shapely rear end. There hanging about halfway to his knees was his flaccid cock. She had forgotten how large her son was. It was the biggest penis she had ever seen. Instinctively Alana bit her bottom lip as she starred at her son's cock. Suddenly she felt a tingle between her legs. Since she'd been having so much sex lately Alana was more susceptible to getting turned on. Just as she felt her nipples tingling Alana quickly hurried down the hall to the bathroom not sure what to think.
"How do you like them apples?" James thought to himself as his mother hurried off.
"My god...." Alana thought to herself as she breathed heavily in the bathroom.
She had just seen her son's manhood and was amazed at how big it was. The first time she saw it was when the kidnappers made her have sex with Sam and her son. But, she was in a dark room with tears in her eyes and to be quite honest she really didn't get a good look at the sheer size of it. When she mounted her son she knew he was big, but she'd just been raped by two well endowed men. She had briefly seen her son's package a few weeks ago before all the craziness with Sam started but to be honest that whole week was a blur. To see it today...in the brightly lit house......was shocking.
"Get it out of your head girl..." Alana said to herself.
She starred at herself in the mirror and smiled, slightly amused.
"Well, who wouldn't stare at that thing? He's gonna make some girl happy one day." She thought almost laughing.
After a few seconds Alana went back to her daily duties. Since she was in the bathroom she gathered up the dirty clothes. As she turned she sat the clothes hamper down in order to open the door. As the door opened Alana was a little startled when her son, wearing nothing but some old jogging pants, appeared in the doorway. What seemed like coincidence to Alana was in fact anything but. James had been waiting in the hallway because he wanted to take his little game a bit further.
"Jeez..baby you scared me." Alana said.
"Sorry mom, I just need to get the hair dryer." James said positioning himself in the doorway knowing his mother would have to squeeze by him to get out.
Alana, clueless to what was going on, was in a hurry to get back to her daily routine. She picked up the clothes hamper and began to make her way through the door. Because her son was taking up half the doorway she squeezed the clothes hamper through first and then turned to the side with her back facing her son. Slowly she began squeezing by but as she did she was pushed tightly up against her son. Alana's ass slid across James' hips and as she reached the mid point she felt something that caused her to pause for a split second.
"What in the world...." Alana thought as she could feel something hard wedged right between the cheeks of her ass. The revelation caused her to become a little uncomfortable.
"Could I get a little room here sport?" Alana asked not wanting to believe that what she was feeling was her son's erection.
James was delighted that his little stunt was working like a charm. Feeling a little bolder James decided to give his mom what she wanted. But he was gonna have just a bit more fun first. First James put his hands on his mother's hips.
"Jeez mom, you smell really good." James said.
"Uh...thanks honey." Alana said still slightly uncomfortable with the situation.
Before Alana could protest James went ahead and gave her a little bump as his hips pressed forward slightly. Alana's eyes opened wide but before she could respond James slid her sideways and closed the door behind him. James smiled at himself in the bathroom mirror as his cock tented his jogging pants.
"I hope to god that was just what Greg calls morning wood." Alana thought as she went about her business.
Throughout the day Alana could swear that her son was starring at her. At first she thought she was just being paranoid but as the day went on she almost caught James several times starring at her as she bent over. The few times Alana did catch her son starring at her he would simple say something nice to her. Alana's resolve would quickly melt away when her son paid her a compliment. James knew his mom had come close to catching him red handed starring at her chest or ass a few times today but he didn't care at all.
"What's she gonna do?" James thought to himself smugly.
James was sitting in his room bored stiff waiting for the next part of his plan. He had already let his mother see him naked this morning and then gave her a little body contact. Now he wanted to see her naked. He planned on waiting for her to take a shower. When she got out she would find that conveniently all the towels were in the dirty clothes. James grinned as the thought of his naked mom flashed through his head. All he had to do now was wait.
Downstairs Alana had just finished watching her favorite talk show. After doing all her daily duties she decided she would take soak in the bathtub for a while. As she made her way up the stairs toward the bathroom her footsteps caused James to take notice.
"It's about damn time." James thought to himself.
His heart raced as he heard the bathroom door close. He knew his mother's routines all too well. After soaking in the bath for a while she would rinse off in the shower. As soon as she closed the shower curtain to rinse off he would make his move and take all the towels downstairs and put them in the washing machine.
In the bathroom Alana started her bathwater and pulled her shirt over her head. Even though she was in her mid thirties, her workouts kept her in great shape. She nimbly reached behind herself and released the clasp holding her bra on. Then she unbuttoned her blue jeans and slid them over her firm ass and down her toned legs. Finally she removed her panties and sat down in the hot water.
"Oh yeah...thats what I needed." Alana said as the hot water enveloped her body.
Outside the door James was waiting patiently. His plan was moving along nicely. However, after about twenty minutes of waiting he began to grow impatient.
"C'mon how long can you just sit there?" James asked himself.
Nervously he pushed a little on the bathroom door. Slowly but surely the door opened just a bit, but not enough for him to see anything. Then a light bulb went off in his mind. He quietly tiptoed back to his room and grabbed his pocket knife off his desk. He had seen in some movie where someone used the blade of a knife like a mirror to see around a corner. Once he made it back to the bathroom door he carefully eased the blade of the knife through the crack in the door. After a few seconds of fooling around with it he managed to get the angle right.
"Well helloooooo nurse!" James thought to himself as his mothers face came in to view on the shiny knife blade.
The blade was small but enough for James to see that his mothers eyes were closed as she lay there in the tub. As he angled the blade more his mother's breasts slowly came into view. They were perfectly round and half submerged under the water. The light pink, silver dollar sized areolas were like beacons to James as he starred intently.
"Man those are nice tits..." James thought to himself.
From reading plenty of men's magazines and a liberal amount of porn he guessed his mom to be about a 32c bra size. Finally satisfied he angled the blade more. Slowly he watched the knife blade as Alana's tight stomach came into view. Just a little more angle and then his mouth opened a little. Alana's neatly trimmed pussy was there for all to see.
"Man, my mom is a MILF and a half." James thought to himself as he starred at his naked mother.
Finally James' fun time was over. His mother's legs began to move in the reflection on his knife blade so he slowly eased the blade back through the crack in the door and listened as Alana stood up and closed the shower curtain. After a few seconds James could hear the water running and then the shower. He waited a few minutes with his heart pounding before slowly opening the door. He wasn't worried about being seen because their shower curtain had a dark lining. He was as quiet as he could be as he opened the bathroom closet and grabbed the stack of towels. Slowly he exited the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Then with lightning speed he raced down the stairs and put the towels into the washing machine and started the wash cycle. Then James went back to the bottom of the stairs and waited to see what would happen next.
After her shower Alana opened the shower curtain and as the cold air came in contact with her damp skin she rushed to find a towel to dry off. Alana stepped out of the shower and took the two or three steps necessary to get to the cabinet where the towels were kept. As she opened the door she could see that the cabinet was empty.
"Oh this is just great. I know I washed the towels this morning." Alana thought to herself confused.
With no other options Alana opened the bathroom door just a little and called to her son.
"James! Can you please get me a towel?" Alana shouted.
At the bottom of the stairs James smiled as he remained quiet.
"Hey! Is anyone home?!?" Alana shouted again wondering if she was alone in the house.
Finally after shouting once more Alana reasoned that her son had gone out. Faced with no other option Alana cautiously opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hall. As Alana tip toed down the hall she wasn't at all happy about dripping water everywhere. All she had to do was make it to her room where she kept a terry-cloth bath robe. Then she could go downstairs and get a towel for her hair.
At the bottom of the stairs James heard his mother's footsteps as they neared the top of the stairs. It was this exact moment that he had been waiting for. Without saying a word James rushed up the stairs. Just as he reached the top he shouted "Did you say something mom!"
As James shouted Alana froze in the hallway. There was no place to hide. She could only do her best to cover herself with her hands. Quickly she crossed her legs over and covered her exposed breasts with one arm while trying to cover her more sensitive areas with the other. As James finally reached the top of the stairs he froze also. Before him was his very beautiful and very naked mother. Neither of them spoke. They simply didn't know what to say. Alana stood their watching her son's eyes survey her body, committing every available detail to memory. Finally Alana spoke.
"Where were you?!?" Alana shouted not sure if she should be angry or embarrassed.
"I was watching T.V." James said trying not to smile.
"Well I shouted twice for you to get me a towel! Turn around right now!" Alana ordered as her cheeks became red with embarrassment.
After a few seconds passed James still hadn't turned around. He was starring at his naked mother very intently.
"I said turn around!" Alana ordered again.
"Oh....sorry mom. It's just that you're very.........pretty." James said boldly.
Alana didn't quite know what to say next. Her son was starring at her almost completely naked and the look in his eyes made her body tingle.
"Thanks baby, but you should still turn around." Alana said as her resolve softened after her son's remark.
Finally relenting James did as he was asked and turned around. Alana quickly made her way to her room and asked her son to bring her a towel from downstairs. As James was going downstairs for her towel Alana stood behind her door wondering why she couldn't shake the excited feeling her son's comment had made her feel. After a few more seconds there was a knock on Alana's door. She carefully opened her door a little and reached her hand out to get the towel. After having her hand out for a few seconds Alana peeked around the corner to see why her son hadn't handed her the towel. As she looked around the corner she saw her son standing there with a big grin on his face. Alana couldn't help but smile as she reached for the towel careful not to expose herself.
"I think that's enough for today don't you." Alana said as she closed her door.
Alana used the towel to dry off and after fixing her hair and putting on some clean clothes she sat on her bed rethinking how she reacted. Her son's comment echoed through her head as she replayed the event in her mind. James knew all to well his compliment had hit one of his mother's only weaknesses, her ego.
"He did say I was pretty." Alana chuckled to herself.
After a few more minutes of introspection Alana decided to not pay what happened any mind. She made her way down the stairs and walked into the living room where James was watching T.V. Not wanting her son to think she was a total prude Alana sat down on the couch beside her son.
"Hey, I'm sorry I shouted at you earlier. It's just that I was embarrassed." Alana said.
James looked over at his mother and smiled.
"You don't have anything to be embarrassed about mom. If I looked like you I'd walk around naked all the time." James laughed.
Alana's face again reddened. Her son's compliments were music to Alana's ears. She wouldn't admit it to anyone but Alana worked hard to keep in shape and she loved to hear that all that work wasn't in vain.
"Suuurrrreeee you would." Alana said smiling.
"Mom, in case you haven't noticed you're the pretties thing in this whole neighborhood." James said smiling.
"Thanks sweetie." Alana said blushing.
Their humorous conversation relaxed Alana a little bit. The awkwardness she'd felt earlier was all but gone. In fact, she was almost glowing from the ego swelling her son had given her. As Alana talked, unknown to her, her son's eyes kept darting down to her exposed legs. All Alana had on was a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top, and her toned legs were all her son needed to see to set him off.
"Well next time it's someone else's turn to be caught without any clothes on." Alana laughed as she turned to see what was on the T.V.
"Deal." James said placing his hand on his mother's leg.
Alana's eyes opened a little wider when she felt her son's hand on her thigh. His hand wasn't in an inappropriate place but it was a little higher up on her leg than she would've liked. Not wanting to let on that she was uncomfortable Alana decided to slide back a little deeper into the couch. Hopefully her movement would make her son remove his hand. Unfortunately as Alana moved so did her son's hand.
"Nice try." James thought to himself all too amused with his little game.
For a few moments there was silence in the house except for the T.V. Then to Alana's surprise she could feel her son's hand creeping up her leg. The movement was very slight but there was definitely movement. Alana's heart started beating faster as she debated her options. At first Alana tried clearing her throat loudly but to no avail.
"Hey, do want something to drink?" Alana asked trying to find a way out of the living room without telling her son to get his damn hand off of her leg.
"No thanks." James said with a smile.
As Alana tried to think of another excuse James wanted to see how far he could get. Slowly but surely James began lightly squeezing his mother's thigh. Alana's heart skipped a beat as she felt her son's hand, now just inches from her crotch, caressing her leg. The sensation was very pleasurable, too pleasurable as a matter of fact, as Alana could feel herself starting to get wet.
"I've got to get outta here." Alana thought to herself and her son's hand crept ever closer to her crotch.
Just as James' little finger was about a half inch from his mother's pussy Alana jumped up off the couch.
"What's wrong mom?" James asked innocently.
"Uhh.......I need to...........check the mail." Alana said not wanting to let on that anything was wrong.
After Alana left James sat on the couch contemplating how to ratchet things up a notch. After a couple of hours of thinking James had come up with nothing. Frustrated he went to sleep hoping tomorrow would come with some inspiration.
Up in her room Alana was pacing back and forth deep in thought. She though everything was fine between her son and her but the groping she'd just endured made her very worried that her son would soon be following Sam's path toward obsession. After a bit of thinking Alana decided that she had to keep a cool head and not let on that anything was amiss. If her son tried anything she had to ignore him. That way maybe he would loose interest. She could not under any circumstances do anything that might make him snap like Sam had. One thought in the back of her mind troubled Alana even more than her son. She knew how wrong it was but she actually liked it when her son was caressing her leg. She blew the whole thing off hoping it was nothing.
The next morning started off normally enough with Alana making breakfast and James sleeping until about 10:00 AM. It was Tuesday and Alana always worked in her garden on Tuesday. Although she wouldn't admit it to anyone Alana took great pride in its appearance. After making her son a plate of eggs and bacon Alana went up to her room to put on her usual gardening clothes. Alana untied the belt that held her robe together and let it fall to the floor. Ever since she could remember Alana had never worn a bra to sleep in. She really didn't need a bra period. Her breasts were by no means huge, but they were firm, perfectly round, and judging from the stares of men throughout her life, big enough. While most women would kill for bigger breasts, Alana was glad that with smaller breasts came less sagging.
"Not bad if I do say so." Alana said to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Alana opened up her dresser drawer and grabbed her gardening clothes. Her favorite consisted of a yellow sundress and a big straw hat she used to keep from getting sunburned. After slipping into the sundress Alana arranged her hair into a tight little ball on the top of her head. She then grabbed her hat and turned toward her door. After two steps a sharp pain ran up Alana's left leg. She had inadvertently slammed her toe into a huge box that she kept books that she had already read in.
"Son of a.......damn that hurt!" Alana groaned as she reached down to rub her foot.
After the pain let up a little, Alana decided not to let the same thing happen again. She decided to put the box in her closet on the top shelf so it would be out of the way. The box was quite heavy thanks to Alana being an avid reader. It was a good thing that she exercised quite often because she barely managed to lift the box over her head and onto the shelf.
"Almost didn't make it." Alana said as she breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she turned Alana heard a cracking sound. To her horror she could see that the bracket that binds the shelf to the wall was coming loose.
"Oh shit!" Alana screamed as she braced herself against the wall of her closet using her arms to hold up the shelf.
As Alana stood there she realized that she couldn't hold the shelf up forever but she didn't know what else to do short of letting the shelf fall. Then she thought about her son sleeping down the hall. Not wanting the shelf to fall and crush all the things she had on the floor of her closet she decided to call her son.
"JAMES!!! COME HERE!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!" Alana screamed.
Down the hall James was awoken by his mothers scream. Barely awake he jumped out of bed in nothing but his boxers and ran down the hall to his mother's room. Alana was relieved as she heard her bedroom door fly open.
"What are you doing?" James asked not fully appreciating the situation his mother was in.
"Hurry up and get over hear, this shelf's about to collapse and there's about a ton of books on it." Alana urgently said.
As James got closer he could clearly see the bracket screws dangling out of the wall. Just as he was about to step forward to brace the shelf for his mother James noticed the position she was in. Alana was face first against the wall of her closet unable to move without the shelf caving in. With her arms outstretched Alana's sundress was pulled up a good bit, almost enough for James to see the bottom of her ass. For a split second James focused on his mother's sexy legs and ass and he could feel his cock tenting his boxer shorts.
"Hurry up; I don't know if I can hold this thing much longer!" Alana said wandering what was taking so long.
"Just trying not to trip over all these shoes." James said expertly while arranging his cock.
James pulled his cock upwards so that the elastic band of his shorts could hold it in place. However, his cock was so big that the top four or five inches were outside his boxers completely exposed. As he stepped forward he positioned himself right behind Alana. Her legs were slightly spread as she tried to give herself a wide footing to support the weight of the shelf. He knew he had to be careful about how he proceeded so James reached up over Alana's head and just as both hands made contact with the bottom of the shelf he leaned forward with all his weight. Alana was pushed up against the wall very hard. She was so relieved that the shelf wasn't going to fall that she was momentarily unaware that her son's cock was pressed up against her ass. After the initial euphoria of the rescue had worn off Alana began to feel something hard pressed against her butt.
"That better not be..." Alana thought to herself with her dress not offering much cushion between her and her son's erection.
While she wasn't amused by her son using her helplessness for a quick thrill Alana was glad that the shelf wasn't going to collapse on her head. After catching her breath Alana decided it was time to end the awkward situation that she was in.
"Honey...can you give me a little room to squeeze by you?" Alana said.
"If I move this thing's gonna fall on us." James said as he pressed his cock against Alana's ass even harder.
"OH!...uhhhh...well we can't stay like this." Alana said astounded at the size of her son's manhood. It felt like there was a baseball bat between her cheeks.
"Hold on a sec, my foot is slipping." James said trying to find any excuse to press his cock against his mother's ass again.
Using a thrusting motion James walked his feet an inch at a time closer to his mother. Alana inhaled sharply as her son's cock was driven into her ass four hard times. James was in heaven as his mother's firm ass surrounded his cock. Alana knew she had to get out of her predicament but a part of her wasn't as eager to move as she was minutes ago. It had been two days since her husband and Sam left and her sex drive was as active as ever. The feeling of a man pushed up against her was a feeling she had missed these last two days. As long as she kept everything under control her son's little games shouldn't matter much.
"I'm gonna try and turn around. That way I can squeeze by and get the drill gun so we can put those screws back into the wall." Alana said.
James couldn't believe his ears. His mother was going to turn around. In the position they were in he would be pressed up against her face to face.
"Sounds like a plan." James said all too eager for Alana to try her plan.
Alana was all too aware of what she was doing. But it was the only way to get out of the closet without the ton of books falling on them both.
"Ok..here we go." Alana said as she tried to spin around.
With her son pushed so hard against her Alana could barely breathe let alone turn around. Faced with no other option Alana put her hands against the wall as if she were doing vertical push-ups. With all her might Alana pushed her ass backwards into her son. The move was just what James wanted as he felt his mother's ass press against his hard cock. Just as she reached the limit of her strength Alana let go and spun around a quickly as she could. Success!!!
"Well now, that wasn't so hard." Alana said with her face pressed tightly against her son's chest.
For the first couple of second James was silent as he soaked in the sensation of having Alana's chest pressed against his. There was also an unexpected aspect of their new position. The part of James' cock that was exposed over the top of his boxers was now right up against Alana's stomach.
"Uh oh." Alana thought as she felt her son's massive cock pressed up against her abdomen.
James was silent as he wondered what his mother would do or say next. There was no hiding the fact that his exposed cock was right up against her stomach. Half expecting his mother to get very angry James did the only thing he could think of, he tried to make a joke.
"You smell great." James said not knowing what else to say.
"Uh...thanks. You could use a shower though...a COLD shower." Alana said trying to make light of their situation as she looked at her son.
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds as Alana and her son stood face to face in the closet. The awkwardness of the situation did little calm James' raging hard on however.
"Oh...you mean....listen mom it's just that......" James mumbled not knowing what to say.
"No, it's ok. I know sometimes guys have...........you know......in the morning." Alana said trying to make the situation less awkward as her son's hard cock pressed into her abdomen.
After a couple more awkward seconds Alana began to squeeze by her son. Finally after a few moments of struggling she was free. She then ran downstairs to the utility closet to get a drill gun and some screws. Once she returned it didn't take long to secure the shelf.
"Thank god." James said as the last screw was tightened. He then made sure his cock was concealed by his boxers.
"Yeah, what a way to begin a morning." Alana said.
As her son stood there breathing hard from holding the shelf up Alana couldn't help but notice that he was in pretty good shape. He had a muscular chest and if he didn't eat so much his six-pack would be more defined. After a moment or two, Alana found herself still starring at her son's body.
"Calm down, he's your son." Alana thought to herself as she admired her son's body while chewing on the nail of her index finger.
James knew his mother was starring at him, and not being one to pass up an opportunity he decided to see how far he could get.
"Man that shelf was heavy." James said as he raised his arms acting like he was working the kinks out.
Alana's eyes lit up as her son lifted his arms. Alana didn't breathe for a few seconds as her son's massive cock tented his boxer shorts obscenely.
"My god..." Alana thought as she glared at her son's huge cock.
Since she'd gone a couple of days without sex Alana's sex drive was on a hair trigger. The site of her son's huge erection caused her pussy to become wet even if she didn't want it to. As soon as Alana fully realized that she was getting wet because of her son she knew she had to get him out of her room.
"Hey, I've got a lot of stuff to do today still." Alana said as she hurried her son out of the room.
James smiled as his mother scurried him out of her room. He knew he was getting to her. It was only a matter of time in his mind. Alana stood with her back against her door breathing very heavy as she replayed what had just happened in her mind.
"I can't believe I just did that. I'm like a damned dog in heat." Alana thought to herself with her head in her hands.
Finally Alana put on her hat and walked down the stairs and out the back door. As Alana was messing around in her garden she couldn't get the thoughts of her son out of her mind. She had been worried that he'd become obsessed with her but now she was worried about her own seemingly out of control sex drive. Try as she might she couldn't stop thinking about the huge bulge in her son's boxers she'd seen earlier. As Alana worked James was snooping around her room. While his mom was outside James had come up with the next step in his plan. He was going to order his mother some very sexy clothes and put a card on the box that said they were from his dad. The card would say how he was sorry for not being there on her birthday. It would also say that he'd left money for James to take her out to eat.
"Here we go." James said as he finally found the drawer where his mother kept her bras and panties.
James quickly located a yellow thong and looked for the tag so he would know what size his mother was. The whole reason for this was when he ordered her clothes he would make everything one size too small.
"36 B, I was pretty close." James thought as he checked the size of one of his mother's bras.
Outside Alana had worked up quite a sweat and was beginning to get her mind out of the gutter. As she worked her way through her garden pulling weeds and other odds and ends she could hear someone talking behind the privacy fence that separated her yard from her neighbors. She didn't pay much attention at first but as she got closer to the fence she could hear two people who were talking but not very loudly. As Alana moved closer the curiosity got the better of her. She quietly walked up to the fence and began eavesdropping a bit. She finally realized that the voices were her neighbors two son's Eric and Thomas. They were younger than her son by about five or six years so they were probably about thirteen or fourteen. As Alana listened the two boys conversation went were most boys conversations usually go and they started talking about girls. Alana listened as the boys talked about the girls at their school. Just as she was about to get back to her garden she could swear that she heard her name. As she put her ear up against the fence Alana's face turned red.
"Man I'd fuck Mrs. Scott's ass until it was raw." Thomas said.
"No shit man, I'd give a million dollars for her to suck my dick until I shot my load all over her face. Eric laughed.
Alana couldn't believe the two boys were using such language. As she listened in, the initial shock of the boy's potty mouths wore off and Alana wanted to hear more of what the two thought of her.
"Man last week I saw her in some little blue skirt bending over to get the paper outta the driveway." Eric said.
"For real, damn man I bet her ass looked good." Thomas said.
"Man the bitch had on a white thong and I came close to exploding in my shorts." Eric laughed.
Alana put her hand over her mouth because she knew the exact day he was talking about. She knew her skirt was short but she wasn't aware she was giving the neighborhood a show.
"Man, I don't know what hole I'd fuck first. You know that pussy's gotta be tight but man that ass is a perfect ten." Thomas said.
"Man I'd fuck her in the ass then make her suck my dick." Eric laughed.
As the two boys went on about their fantasies Alana noticed she was becoming very wet. After all, what woman wouldn't be turned on to hear other people's fantasies about them? After a few more minutes the boys eventually started talking about how hot Lindsay Lohan was and then it was baseball. Alana finally finished pulling all the weeds from her garden and then decided she needed a shower after sweating all afternoon. She just didn't know what she sweated more from, the sun or the neighbors' two sons talking about her. Inside the house James had just finished ordering his mother some very revealing clothes from Victoria's Secret. With overnight delivery they would arrive tomorrow. He was, however, experiencing a side effect he hadn't counted on when he went snooping in his mother's room. After digging through her underwear drawer his cock was as hard as a rock. Knowing that his mother usually spent hours in her garden James decided to relieve a little tension in his room. James slipped off his shorts and lay down on his bed with thoughts of his mother filling his head. At about the same time Alana was coming up the stairs on her way to the shower. Just as her son was thinking about what happened earlier Alana was grabbing a towel from the hanger on her bedroom door. As she made her way down the hall Alana saw that her son's door was almost closed. Innocently she peeked through the crack to see what James was doing.
"Oh god." Alana thought as she dropped her towel.
There right in front of her was her naked son lying on his bed jerking off. Alana's mouth fell open as she watched her son's hand gliding up and down on his massive cock. After what had happened earlier and then hearing what the neighbor's sons wanted to do to her Alana was as turned on as she had ever been. As her son stroked his cock Alana's right hand grabbed her left breast and squeezed tightly. James was unaware that the woman he was fantasizing about was watching him jerk off. As images of his mother flooded James' mind Alana's hand had found its way under her sundress.
"What are you doing?" Alana thought to herself as she rubbed her panty covered pussy.
"God his cock is so fucking big." Alana thought as her son began really jerking himself off.
Just as Alana's hand was about to go inside her panties James' cock erupted. Alana's eyes widened as cum shot from the head of her son's cock. Two huge globs flew from James' cock followed by more that slowly oozed down the shaft and covered his hand. James laid there for a moment breathing heavily. Alana quietly picked up her towel and tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door.
In the bathroom Alana stripped off her sweaty sundress looked at herself in the mirror. She was still breathing heavily. The muscles in her body were still tight from working in the garden and it made her already attractive figure even more so. After giving herself a chance to calm down Alana stepped out of her dress and pulled her panties down. She didn't quite know what to think about what she'd just seen.
"I can't believe I just sat there and watched my son...." Alana thought to herself.
Alana was becoming more and more aware that she was going through sexual withdrawals. After having sex every day, sometimes more than once, for two and a half weeks she had become quite accustomed to it.
"If Greg or Sam don't hurry up and get back here I'm gonna go crazy." Alana thought.
After giving herself the once over Alana ran her middle finger over her neatly trimmed bush. Every other day or so Alana would do this to judge when it was time to trim again.
"I guess it's about time again." Alana thought as she ran her fingers through the dark strip of hair above her pussy.
After starting the bathwater Alana waited a moment to let the tub fill up a bit. After a few minutes Alana stepped into the hot water and sat down. Alana sank down into the water and closed her eyes as she soaked her tired muscles. In his room James was still recovering when he heard the water running in the bathroom. With little else to do he decided to give himself another peek at his mother. Quietly, after grabbing his knife, James made his way down the hall. With all the stealth of an assassin James opened the door slightly and positioned his knife blade through the opening he had just made.
"Bingo." James thought as his mothers naked reflection appeared on the knife blade.
At that moment Alana opened her eyes and slowly sat up in the tub. James was tempted to retreat but he held his ground. Alana's wet breasts were like a magnet to her son. James swallowed hard and with his other hand he reached into his pants. Alana was unaware she had an audience as she continued with her bath time routines. She used a rag and bar of soap to make a lather that she applied to her arms then her chest.
"Jeeezus." James thought as the sight of his mother massaging her breasts made his knees grow weak and his cock spring back to life.
Alana then brought one of her long legs up out of the water and placed it on the side of the tub. Slowly she applied some kind of shaving gel to her leg and rubbed it into a foam. Then with a sort of grace Alana began to shave her legs. The sight, while normal to her, was all but intoxicating to her peeping son. James watched, hardly blinking, as he stroked his rock hard cock. Soon Alana was finished with one leg and began the whole process over with the other. While this was very exciting to James what happened next would make him all but forget about what he had just seen. After finishing her other leg Alana stood up in the bathtub. The sound of dripping water was very loud. James' breathing was becoming heavier as he saw his mother naked before him. Alana put her left leg up onto the side of the tub and grabbed the shaving gel. She applied a little to her index and middle fingers. Then she proceeded to massage the gel all over her pubic area. After working the gel into a foam she used her other hand to wipe a strip of foam away where she would leave the hair. After rinsing her hands off, Alana expertly began to shave the prickly stubble on the left side of her pussy. After a few strokes Alana wiped the area clean with a wash cloth and then used her fingers to tell if the area was sufficiently smooth. Satisfied that it was Alana began again on the right side.
"Yeah.....that's right." James mumbled as he stroked his cock faster.
With his naked mother just feet from him James was tempted to walk into the bathroom and force his mother to have sex with him but he knew he had to wait. But that didn't mean he could jerk off while he watched her shave herself. Content for now James continued jerking his cock when lady luck walked up and tapped him on the shoulder.
Alana had shaved her pussy countless times before and had gotten the act down to almost a science but tonight she happened to make a slight mistake. Her arms were still a little tired from gardening earlier and inadvertently she managed to shave a gap into the strip of hair she usually leaves above her pussy.
"Crap!" Alana exclaimed realizing her mistake.
Realizing there was nothing else to do Alana applied some more shaving gel and carefully shaved herself completely smooth. It was something that she had never done before. After she used the wash cloth to wipe off any remaining gel she couldn't resist touching herself. The area was very sensitive after being shaved for the first time and Alana shivered slightly at her own touch. A slight smile appeared on Alana's lips as she looked at her bare pussy. She hadn't seen herself like this since she was about twelve years old. Like a kid with a new toy Alana ran her middle finger up and down the smooth patch of skin just above her pussy. After a few moments Alana realized that she was very turned on.
"Ohhhhhhh....." Alana moaned as her finger came in contact with her clit.
"Is she doing what I think she's doing?" James thought as he watched his mother's hand disappear between her legs.
Alana never masturbated regularly; in fact it was a rare event. However, after the day she'd had she needed to blow off some steam. Little did she know that as she pleasured herself just feet away her son was doing the same thing.
"Ummmm...." Alana moaned as she leaned back against the wall.
Alana's eyes were closed and her legs were squeezed tightly together as her fingers explored her sensitive depths. As Alana started to really get into what she was doing the first thing that popped into her mind was all the dirty things the neighbor's two sons had said about her. Soon graphic images started forming in her mind. Things like the two boys fucking her at the same time or her on her knees sucking both their young cocks.
"Unghhhhhhhh......." Alana moaned as she fingered her dripping pussy. James watched in amazement as his mother fingered herself in the bathroom. Alana's free hand squeezed her breasts as she sexily bit her bottom lip from the sheer pleasure of what she was doing to herself. Soon without wanting to Alana started to picture her son's cock as she pleasured herself. For a moment Alana stopped what she was doing because she couldn't believe she was actually masturbating to thoughts of her son's cock. After all this time worrying about her son, she was the one who she should've been worrying about. After a few more moments Alana's sex drive was calling to her again. Knowing her rational mind couldn't win, she slowly began fingering herself again.
"Ohhhhh.....ummmmmmmmmm..." Alana groaned through gritted teeth.
The sheer fact that Alana was thinking about her own son was exciting her like nothing else. Soon she started to imagine what it would be like to be fucked by her son's huge cock. As Alana thought about her son's cock sliding in and out of her pussy she could feel her orgasm building.
"Oh fuck...oh fuck...." Alana quietly moaned.
Alana's wet hair dangled in front of her face as she clinched her teeth tightly together. It was the most erotic thing James had ever seen. He watched intently as his mother's body began to shake. After a few moments Alana's mouth opened and she looked as if she was screaming but no sound was coming out. At that exact moment James' cock erupted.
"Goddamn......shit......shit...oh shit!" James moaned quietly as his cock sprayed cum all over the bathroom door.
Both mother and son were drained as they stood there breathing heavily. Alana removed her middle finger from her quivering pussy and tried to catch her breath.
"I can't believe I just did that......" Alana thought as she stood there on weak legs.
Alana didn't quite know what to think about what she'd just done. After about five minutes Alana closed the shower curtain and rinsed herself off.
"What mother masturbates thinking of her own son?" Alana asked herself.
James did his best to clean up his mess with his shirt and finally made his way back to his room to catch his breath. Alana finished up her shower and stepped out of the tub and began drying herself off.
"I couldn't help it. God, what is wrong with me?" Alana thought to herself as she wrapped a towel around herself.
Alana finally opened the door and started to make her way to her room. As she passed her son's room she looked inside. As she did she made eye contact with her son, who was sitting on his bed. James smiled at the sight of his mother, still soaking wet, in nothing but a towel. His expression caused Alana to stop.
"What?" Alana asked.
"Oh nothing." James replied still smiling.
Alana couldn't help but start smiling herself. She knew what her son was smiling about but strangely enough she wasn't getting mad like she knew she should be.
"You're incorrigible." Alana said as she walked to her room.
"And you look hot in a towel." James said with a big grin on his face.
Alana's face turned red at her son's compliment. She didn't quite know what to say but all of a sudden she felt very sexy standing there in nothing but her towel.
"Suuuure." Alana said sarcastically.
"I'm serious. You look great. All I need now is for you to have a wardrobe malfunction." James said laughing.
"Well I'd better go before my head gets any bigger." Alana said as she turned and started down the hallway with her ego very inflated by her son's comments.
As Alana walked to room she noticed a slight tingle between her legs. The fact that it was because of her son's comments made her a little uneasy but that feeling quickly passed. In her room Alana began drying her hair and putting on some clothes for a quiet evening at home. Even after she'd gotten herself off Alana was still very turned on, thanks to her son's remarks, and try as she might she couldn't shake the images of her son's cock from her mind. Alana opened her underwear drawer and pulled out a black satin thong. As she slid into the thong the smooth satin came in contact with Alana's freshly shaven pussy.
"HELLO!!!" Alana exclaimed as a shiver ran down her spine.
As she moved around her room putting on her clothes and fixing her hair every once in a while the material of her thong would rub against her smooth pussy. The sensation it caused was new to Alana and she liked it. The only bad thing was the sensations weren't doing anything but making her more excited.
"Now I know why all the young girls shave." Alana thought to herself.
After slipping on her favorite "being lazy" clothes Alana took a deep breath to calm herself. Maybe some T.V. would take the edge off of her libido.
Down in the living room James was watching T.V. trying to recover from earlier. As he watched he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned to look and made eye contact with his mother. Alana wasn't dressed particularly sexy or anything, just a tank top and some cotton shorts, but James' eyes quickly darted between her chest and her eyes. Alana swallowed hard as she notices her son's stares. James was long past trying to cover up his actions. It was full speed ahead as far as he was concerned. Eager to break the tension in the room Alana spoke.
"What's on T.V.?" Alana asked.
"Nothing." James said still starring at his mother's chest.
Alana didn't quite know how to react to her son's stares. Part of her knew she should tell him to stop but the dominant half liked the attention.
"Why don't you go get us some DVD's to watch?" Alana asked as her heart started to beat faster.
"Like what?" James asked still not making eye contact.
Alana was becoming very turned on as her son starred at her chest and she knew she shouldn't, but her sex drive was starting to take over. Even thought this man was her son the line Alana had fought so hard to uphold was becoming blurred. She kept telling herself that a little innocent fun wouldn't hurt anything. Not believing she was actually doing it Alana leaned over the back of the couch knowing that in that position her son would be treated to a great view of her cleavage. Alana's heart was literally about to jump out of her chest she was so excited by her taboo act. She knew she was playing with fire but the excitement she was feeling was driving her crazy. As Alana bent over James' eyes opened wide. He knew his mother was starting to weaken but this was a breakthrough. As he stared at his mother's chest a bulge began to form in his pants.
"Oh I don't know, a comedy would be fine with me. Then you could get whatever you wanted." Alana said as she flung her hair over to one side.
Alana's heart was racing now and the adrenaline had her more out of control than she would've liked. Alana noticed that her son was blushing. Just knowing that she had her son excited caused Alana to push it just a bit further.
"What's the matter?" Alana asked as she leaned farther forward and arched her back to make her chest stick further out.
James' eyes got wider and for a moment he couldn't speak. Finally he came back to his senses and smiled.
"Nothing at all, I'll be back in just a few minutes." James said standing up.
As he stood Alana's eyes caught a glimpse of the bulge in her son's pants. This time she was the one who blushed. James was so quick to go get his mother some movies to watch he didn't notice she was starring at his crotch. It wouldn't have mattered anyway because James had an idea he was dying to try. Just how far could he push his mom now that she seemed to cracking a bit. As her son left to go to the movie rental Alana sat on the couch rethinking what she'd just done. Where before she would've chastised herself for what she'd done now she was justifying her actions to herself.
"If I want to have a little fun so what. It's not like I did anything wrong." Alana thought to herself.
If she wanted to use her son for a little bit of excitement until her husband came home so what. It's just a little harmless flirting. It's not like she was going to fuck him or anything. Alana kept telling herself that she was in control. As long as she didn't let her little game get out of control there was no harm in it. Little did she know that her son's only thoughts were of how to make her lose control. At the video store James picked out a cheesy comedy for his mother then he went searching for something a little more unique. He wanted to find a soft core movie like the kind he'd seen on Cinemax or Showtime. The movies weren't graphic enough to be called porn and they had somewhat of a plot. Also they were slow to get going, sometimes building for an hour or so before the sex scenes. The perfect type of movie to get his mother all revved up so he could see how far she would go. After about thirty minutes Alana heard her son pulling up in the driveway.
"What did you get?" Alana asked smiling as her son came through the door.
"Uh......I got a comedy and some other movie everyone said was good." James said.
"I hope the comedy is funny." Alana said as she patted the couch where she wanted her son to sit.
James clumsily made his way over to the couch after he put the DVD in the player. Alana was sitting on the far end of the couch and she wanted James to sit right in the middle. James sat down and looked over at Alana who was smiling. James smiled back a little shocked that his mother seemed to be playing right into his hands. After a few minutes Alana was getting into the movie and hadn't done anything. James was becoming frustrated at his mother's lack of action.
"Are you comfortable all scrunched up like that?" James asked.
Alana shrugged her shoulders like she didn't mind. James wasn't about to take no for an answer so he reached over and grabbed his mother's legs and pulled them across his lap.
"There, that's better now isn't it?" He asked.
Alana was a little surprised that her son would be so bold but she didn't see any harm in what he'd done. As the movie played James couldn't resist touching his mother's legs. At a particularly funny part as they both laughed James put a hand on his mother's knee. Alana acted as if she wasn't aware of her son's hand but she suddenly realized that maybe she was in over her head. She thought she could keep their little game at innuendo's and teasing but her son had quickly upped the ante. James loved how warm and smooth Alana's legs were. As he caressed his mother's leg his cock began to stir. Alana took a deep breath as her son gently squeezed her leg right above her knee but she kept perfectly still. As the movie went on James was very careful about keeping his movements under the radar, or so he thought. With every squeeze, and every inch her son's hand moved up her leg Alana's heart would skip a beat. It was so wrong but it felt so good.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Alana thought to herself nervously.
Partly she wanted her son to stop because what he was doing was wrong but also because it felt so good she almost didn't want him to stop. After a few more minutes Alana was starting to get very nervous. Her son's hand was slowly but surely inching up her thigh and she didn't know how to or even if she wanted him to stop.
"Are you cold?" James asked noticing that his mother's leg would shake every couple seconds.
"Um.......I'm...ok I guess." Alana managed to say.
Alana had by now become very wet and the hormones running through her body had every inch of her skin dying to be touched. She was teetering on the edge of control. It'd been almost three days since this oversexed housewife had had sex and her body was fighting with her mind for control.
As James sat there rubbing his mother's leg he remembered that his dad had told him that Alana loved to have her feet massaged. James debated the blatant move for a few minutes before deciding to turn up the heat. Slowly, James let his left hand glide down his mother's leg until he had grabbed one of her feet. Alana bit her lip as her son rubbed her foot lovingly.
"You've got nice feet." James said smiling at his mother in the dimly lit room.
"No I don't, but thanks anyway." Alana said still not sure of her situation.
"Yeah you do, they're small and perfect." James said as he used his thumb to massage the arch of his mother's foot. The sensation of her son's hand on her thigh and him rubbing her feet made caused Alana to start to get really turned on. She knew she shouldn't be but she was enjoying her son's loving treatment.
James knew he was getting to his mother. In fact he wanted to see how far he could push his luck. Quickly before she could say anything James lifted his mother's foot and kissed the top of it.
"What are you doing?" Alana asked shocked.
"It comes with the massage." James said smiling.
"Oh....ok." Alana said still surprised by her son's move.
After a few more minutes of massaging his mother's feet James again turned his attention to her thigh. Slowly but surely James began to move his hand higher up on his mother's leg. Alana didn't know what to do. What her son was doing felt so good that she didn't know if she could stop him.
"Oh...........god." Alana moaned to herself as her son's hand moved even higher up her thigh.
James was at a crossroad of sorts. If he moved his hand up more and touched his mother's pussy she could do two things. She could scream and the shit would hit the fan. In that scenario he would have to pull the blackmail card. However, if she did nothing, that meant that she either liked what he was doing or was too scared to stop him. Alana on the other hand was about to scream she was so turned on. If he moved his hand any higher she didn't know what she would do.
"Here goes nothing." James thought as his hand crept upward.
Then, as the movie played, it happened. Alana closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Her son's hand had come to rest right up against her swollen pussy. The contact was electric for Alana. The mother in her wanted to slap her son but the woman in her wanted more. A shiver ran down her spine.
"Oooooohhhhhhh....."Alana moaned hoping the volume on the T.V. was enough to drown her out.
James' heart was beating so hard he didn't know if he could take much more. The thing that really set him off was that he could tell his mother's shorts were damp. She really did like what he was doing. He had to play it cool though, he wasn't out of the woods yet. James gently squeezed Alana's leg and could feel her tense up. After a few more caresses Alana still hadn't acknowledged his actions. James took it as a sign to keep going.
"Ummmmmm......" Alana moaned quietly.
The reason Alana hadn't let on that she was aware of what her son was doing was because she didn't have any idea how to stop him without slapping him. Which she was almost certain would set him off. She could only hope that the movie would hurry up and end. The outer edge of James' hand was rubbing right up against his mother's pussy. He knew there was no way she didn't feel what he was doing but he kept himself under control. After a few minutes of her son rubbing her pussy Alana was almost shaking. The muscles of her inner thighs were squeezing her son's hand uncontrollably. It was all she could do to keep from screaming. James couldn't bring himself to look over at his mother as his hand rubbed up against her pussy. The heat from between Alana's legs was almost as intense and his heart beat.
"Oh............fuck......god please make him stop..." Alana thought to herself as she was about to cum.
The side of her son's hand was rubbing directly against Alana's clit and the fire building between her legs was now almost an inferno. Alana's fingers were squeezed together so tight she thought they might break.
Just as Alana was starting to feel her pussy spasm involuntarily: RIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!
The phone caught them both by surprise. Alana quickly jumped up and went to get the phone. James sat there still in a daze cursing his luck. As Alana got to the phone she took a second to compose herself. After a few quick breaths she picked up the phone.
"Thank god." Alana thought to herself still shaking.
"Hello?" Alana said still breathing heavy.
"Hey baby, just thought I'd check in. Have you been exercising or something, you sound out of breath?" Greg replied.
"Hey sweetie, we're doing fine. I was just.....I mean yeah." Alana said completely surprised at hearing her husband's voice.
"I just wanted to call you to let you know everything's fine here and I'll see you Saturday.
"Well, I gotta go. Tell James hello for me. Love you." Greg said.
"I love you too." Alana said as she hung up the phone.
As Alana stood by the phone she realized that the sound of her husband's voice had calmed her down quite a bit. Now that she was thinking clearly Alana knew she had to get to her room. As quietly as she could Alana made her way to the stairs.
"Hey! I thought we were going to watch the movie. Who was on the phone?" James said as he saw his mom going up the stairs.
"It was your father, maybe tomorrow, I'm really sleepy." Alana said not even looking at her son.
"Fuck." James thought to himself knowing that his fun was over for the night.
In her room Alana tossed and turned as she thought about what had happened. She was disgusted with herself that part of her wished that her husband wouldn't have called when he did.
"God I'm acting like a fucking whore." Alana thought to herself.
It was all she could do just to keep herself from fingering her pussy until she came. She was just afraid of what would pop into her head as she did it.
The next morning Alana awoke groggy and generally out of it thanks to a sleepless night. After slipping on her house coat Alana made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She deliberately avoided looking towards her son's room afraid of what she might see. Alana reached the bathroom door and walked in with her eyes still half shut because of the crud in them. As she entered Alana was surprised by what she saw. There in front of her was her son James completely naked with his head and arms inside the towel closet.
"Oh for god's sake." Alana said as she couldn't help but look at her son's exposed cock.
"Jeez mom! Can't you knock before you barge in?" James said startled by the sound of his mother's voice.
Alana was so tired, both physically and mentally, that she made no effort to turn away. She simply walked over to the sink and began to brush her teeth. James was genuinely surprised that his mother had barged in on him but he didn't mind. In fact, he found the situation kind of funny. Regardless he decided to have a little bit of fun. As Alana brushed her teeth James walked up beside her and stood with his hands on his hips.
"Where is my towel?" James asked.
Alana tried to avert her eyes but the mirror in front of the sink gave her an eyeful of her son's naked body. The sight of her son's dangling cock started getting to Alana and she knew she had to get things under control.
"I don't know, just please, cover yourself up." Alana said.
"Hey, you're the one who came in uninvited." James said smiling.
"Very funny, now get a towel or something on for god's sake. You shouldn't be naked in front of your mother." Alana said after she rinsed.
"I tried to find a towel but the only ones clean are your girly pink flower towels and I'm not using one of those." James said.
Alana reached into the cabinet and grabbed the first towel her hand came in contact with. "Here." Alana said as she threw the towel to her son.
James grabbed the towel and unfolded it. In her haste Alana had grabbed a hand towel. It was about half the size of a bath towel. James grinned and wrapped the towel around his waist. The towel was so short that half of his cock was still exposed.
"Thanks mom." James said sarcastically.
Alana couldn't help but laugh at the situation. After a few good chuckles she reached back into the cabinet and grabbed a pink towel and threw it to her son.
"Not a word. Just put it on and let me finish cleaning up." Alana said.
James reluctantly put the towel on and went to his room. Alana washed her face and put her hair up into a pony tail before going downstairs to make breakfast. As she went about her business making some food Alana started to remember what happened last night. She could hardly believe she let her son do what he did. Still, this morning everything seemed alright between them. Even seeing her son naked wasn't as jarring as it could've been. On the bright side, as far as things got, technically nothing happened that was so bad she should lose sleep over. As she made breakfast Alana was so lost in thought that she didn't here her son walk up behind her.
"Happy birthday beautiful." James said as he wrapped his arms around his mother. Alana was taken by surprise by her son's sneak attack. She decided to play it cool though, he wasn't doing anything wrong.
"Thank you honey." Alana said waiting for her son to release her.
"How come you always smell so good?" James asked as he put his chin on Alana's shoulder.
"Because I'm made of sugar and spice." Alana joked.
After a few more second James was still holding on tight to his mother. He was tempted to kiss her on the neck but he didn't know if he should push his luck so early in the morning.
"Can I finish making breakfast now?" Alana asked.
"I guess so." James said as he let go of his mother.
Right as her son was letting go of her Alana was shocked as she felt him kiss her on her neck right under her ear. A tingle ran down her spine causing Alana's mouth to open slightly. Not sure what to say Alana just continued making their food. Finally dragging himself away from his mother James made his way to the living room. Just as he turned the corner James heard a knock on the door. James walked into the living room and looked out the peep hole on the front door. He smiled as he saw the UPS man standing there. After opening the door and exchanging pleasantries with the man James closed the door and ran back up to his room. There was no need to open the package because he knew what was in it. The only thing left to do was attach the fake birthday card he had made out yesterday. The card took a little time to make as James had to write it pretending he was his father. The card said that Greg was sorry about missing Alana's birthday so he bought her some clothes to wear when James took her out to dinner with the money that was with the card.
"That outta do it." James said as he put a one hundred dollar bill inside the card.
Then quickly James ran back downstairs and put the package on the front porch. About this time Alana was setting the table for breakfast. As she turned to get the milk from the refrigerator a sharp pain coursed through Alana's neck.
"Owwwww!!!!!" Alana groaned as she rubbed her neck.
Last night with all the tossing and turning Alana inadvertently fell asleep with her head turned too far to one side. The result had just presented itself to her. Alana walked to the living room to tell her son that the food was ready. As she walked up to the couch Alana couldn't resist resting for just a second. Alana sat on the opposite end of the couch from her son who was watching T.V. James looked over at his mother who was obviously in pain.
"What's wrong?" James asked.
"My neck is killing me. I think I slept with my head turned last night." Alana said rubbing her neck.
James hopped up off the couch and walked up behind where Alana was sitting.
"What are you doing?" Alana asked as she looked up at her son.
"Helping you with your neck, now sit still." James said smiling.
Alana turned back around as James leaned forward over the back of the couch. From his vantage point he could clearly see down Alana's house coat. As she breathed Alana's breast rose and fell in an almost intoxicating rhythm. Finally snapping out of his daze James put his hands on his mother's shoulders and started to massage her sore muscles.
"God that feels good." Alana said.
After a few minutes James' hands began to move down little by little, a fact that Alana was all too aware of.
"Oh great here we go again." Alana thought to herself.
She let him continue because his massage felt so good, and besides, she could stop him at any time. James' heart was beginning to beat faster as his hands inched downward towards his mother's breasts. Just as he felt his fingers came in contact with the top swells of his mother's breasts Alana tensed up slightly. After a few seconds James continued. After James had touched the top of Alana's breasts a couple of times and she didn't say anything he became bolder. Alana for her part saw what her son was doing as a win win situation. He got a cheap thrill and she got one heck of a good massage. About ten minutes went by before Alana leaned forward.
"Thanks, but I think I've had enough." Alana said.
"Suit yourself." James said a little bummed that his fun was over.
After a few minutes of awkward silence James decided to tell his mother about the package at the front door. He was very anxious to see his mother try on the outfit he'd carefully picked out for her.
"Hey I think I heard someone knock on the door." James said.
"Really? I better see who it is. God I don't want to talk to anyone right now." Alana said as she walked to the front door.
James waited patiently as his mother opened the door and examined the package. When Alana came back into the living room she had a very big smile on her face. James breathed a sigh of relief. At least his mother seemed to think there was nothing funny about the package.
"What's that?" James asked.
"I don't know, but it's from your father." Alana said as she read the card.
"Well don't just stare at it, open it." James said.
"Ok ok." Alana said all too eager to see what her husband had gotten for her.
James starred intently as his mother opened the package. He could hardly restrain himself as his mother removed the packing paper. Finally his patience was rewarded as Alana's faced lit up.
"Isn't it gorgeous?!?" Alana asked as she held up a black satin dress.
"Yeah, I bet the cost an arm and a leg." James said happy that his mother seemed to like the dress.
"What else is in there?" James asked.
Alana put the dress aside and reached back into the box and after a few seconds she pulled out a pair of glossy black high heels. They were a little different than the type of heels Alana usually wore. They were elevated about two inches. Alana starred at the shoes wondering what in the world her husband was thinking when he ordered them.
"Those are niiiiiiiiice!" James said.
"You would think so." Alana said not at all surprised that her son liked the heels.
"Well what else is in there?" James urged.
Alana put the heels aside and did some more digging. James noticed his mother's face turn beet red as she looked inside the box. He knew she must've found the thong he picked out for her. It was a black thong with a sheer front. You could see right through it if it wasn't for the little red heart embroidered right in the middle. Alana was a little shocked at the underwear her husband had picked out.
"Maybe I should've opened this in my room." Alana thought to herself as her son looked on.
"Well?" James asked.
"Uh........I think that's it." Alana said.
"C'mon mom, what are you hiding?" James said as he snatched the box from Alana.
"Hey! Give that back!" Alana yelled.
James reached into the box and pulled out the thong and dangled it from his index finger.
"Well helllllllo, what have we here?" James said smiling.
"That's for your father and me. Now give me my underwear or do you need some new panties?" Alana said as she grabbed the box and the thong from her son.
"Calm down mom, I was just teasing." James said still with a slight smirk.
"Hey mom, it says I'm supposed to take you out for dinner tonight." James said smiling as he picked up the card that had fell on the floor.
"I don't know. Maybe I should wait until your father comes home." Alana said not thrilled with the idea.
"Awww mom, dad wanted you to go out and have a good time for your birthday. The dinner reservations are already made. Don't make me call him." James bluffed.
"I'll think about it." Alana said as she picked up her package and went up the stairs.
James was thrilled that his mother seemed to think the package was from his dad. His plan was going along quite nicely. Tonight he would take his mother out for dinner and get her a little drunk to loosen her up a bit. Then he would take his plan to the next level by using the alcohol as an excuse to be a little more daring with his mother. If last night was any indication tonight after a few drinks his mother should be ripe for the pickings. Upstairs Alana was trying on her new clothes. Alana took off her housecoat and slipped the panties on before taking a moment to look at herself in the mirror. The panties were very small and considering Alana's usual attire that was saying a lot. The front of the panties dipped so low that if she wasn't completely shaved her pubic strip would be visible. As she stood there with nothing on but the black thong Alana blushed. The little red heart made the reflection in the mirror very erotic to Alana's eye. After a few seconds she slipped the dress on over her head. As she pulled the bottom of the dress over her shapely rear end Alana noticed that the dress was very tight also. In fact, after she got the dress on and looked at her self in the mirror, Alana was slightly thankful that the thong was so small. The material of the dress clung so tightly to her skin that Alana was hesitant to be seen in public in it. As she surveyed herself in the mirror there was one undeniable fact though, Alana was a very beautiful woman, and she knew it.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Alana thought to herself as she slipped on the high heels.
Alana turned around and looked at her backside in the mirror. The heels had her standing almost on her toes, and this in turn, made the muscles in her legs and ass tighten. As Alana debated even going out of the house in the dress she wondered why on earth Greg would order such a dress for her to go to dinner with her son.
"I bet he ordered the dress before he knew he'd miss my birthday." Alana reasoned.
Alana debated going out to dinner with her son but finally decided that she should go out and enjoy herself. Her husband went to a lot of trouble to set this evening up and she would feel awful if she ruined all his hard work. The only thing that bothered Alana was having to keep her son under control. She had to be very careful. At least she was feeling like herself and not all worked up like the night before. Alana walked down the stairs to tell her son that she would go out like her husband wanted her to do for her birthday.
"And wear something nice." Alana said after tell her son she would go to dinner.
"Yeah, I need to look as good as my date." James said excited at the news.
They both went their separate ways for the rest of the afternoon, both getting ready for their night out on the town. As Alana took her time getting ready James decided to make a quick trip to the mall to get something to wear. As he walked around he bumped into a few friends. They exchanged pleasantries and a couple people asked if he and Sam would be coming to the party tonight on the lake. James explained that Sam was out of town and that tonight he was taking his mother out for dinner because it was her birthday. After James had finished his shopping he made his way back to his car. On his way home James starting thinking about the party all his friends were going to. He'd been to a bunch of parties on the lake and they were some fun times but he had bigger fish to fry. About five miles from his house James saw the old liquor store where he and his friends got all their alcohol. Just as he was about to pass the store a light bulb went off in his head. He quickly whipped his car into the parking lot. His ideas was to buy some vodka and Everclear for a before dinner toast with his mom. The vodka was for him while the Everclear was for Alana. His mother liked vodka and cranberry juice so it couldn't be that difficult to get her to have a drink with him. The thing was that Everclear was so strong that after a couple drinks his light drinker of a mother would be nice and loose.
Later that night Alana had just gotten done with her shower and now she was in her room getting ready for her birthday night out with her son. As the day had gone on Alana had relaxed a lot and she was even looking forward to the date with her son. As she let her towel drop to her feet Alana looked at herself in the mirror. A swell of pride washed over her as she looked her toned body over. Alana slipped on the slightly inappropriate thong she thought her husband had gotten her before again looking herself over in the mirror.
"UmmHmmm....baby got back." Alana laughed as she looked at her ass in the mirror.
Alana then sat down at her makeup table. She applied some dark eyeliner to match her black dress. A liberal amount of eye shadow was followed by some glitter lip gloss that she'd never worn before. Alana never liked bright red lip stick and Greg had told her that the natural tone of her lips was sexier. Alana slipped on her dress and began the long process of curling her hair. After about an hour Alana had her hair arranged into an elegant tangle on the top of her head. As she looked at herself in the mirror she thought something was missing. After putting on some silver dangling earrings she put on a black choker to top off her already killer outfit. After slipping on her heels and grabbing her pocket book Alana was ready to go.
James had been ready for hours. He was wearing a white button dress shirt with black slacks and shoes. He paced back and forth waiting on his mother to come down so he could get her to have a drink before dinner. While he paced he didn't notice his mother until she was halfway down the stairs. As he turned James' mouth fell open in awe. Alana stopped and smiled. Her son's reaction had made all her hard work worth it.
"Well?" Alana asked.
"Mom....you look gorgeous." James said.
"Awwww.....thanks honey, you look pretty good yourself." Alana said as she walked into the living room.
"Geez mom, you'll be the prettiest thing no matter where we go." James said still in shock.
All the compliments started to make Alana's head swell a little but that was fine with her. After a few more moments of starring at his mother James finally remembered his plan.
"Hey mom, we should have a drink before dinner. It is your birthday after all." James said walking to the kitchen.
"I guess one drink wouldn't hurt. But you better not drink too much, you've got to drive." Alana said as she sat down on the couch.
"Don't worry mom, I'm Mr. Responsible." James said as he went about making the drinks.
He grabbed two glasses from the cabinet and put about a shot of vodka in one of them. In the other he liberally poured about two shots of Everclear. Afterwards he filled both the glasses the rest of the way up with cranberry juice. James then quickly took a small sip of his mother's drink to make sure it wasn't overly strong.
"Just right." James thought to himself.
"Here we go." James said as he made his way into the living room.
"Thanks." Alana said as she took a glass from her son.
"Here's to the most beautiful mom in the world." James said raising his glass.
Alana smiled and after touching glasses she took a sip of her drink. After a few tense seconds Alana continued to drink her drink as her son talked. James for his part was grateful that his mother didn't seem to think anything was funny about her drink. The two talked for a while as James waited for his mother to finish her drink. After about ten minutes Alana had finished her drink and James could tell she was ready to go.
"I think I need one more." James said as he finished his drink.
"What time are the reservations?" Alana asked worried about the time.
"We've got plenty of time. Enjoy your birthday and quit worrying." James said as he grabbed his mother's glass.
In the kitchen James fixed his mother another drink this time adding even a little bit more alcohol. He poured himself just a glass of cranberry juice. He then made his way back to the living room and handed his mother her glass. Alana began to sip on her second drink not feeling the effects yet because she was sitting down. After a few more minutes Alana finished her second drink.
"I guess we'd better get going." James said knowing that now his mother should be very buzzed.
"Yeah, I'm starved." Alana said standing up.
As she stood up Alana felt light headed. After a couple seconds she regained her balance and thought that once she got some food on her stomach she would be alright. As they walked to the car James just starred at his mother's ass as she walked. The satin dress clung tightly to Alana's ass and left very little to the imagination. When they neared the car James ran ahead and opened the door for his mother
"Thanks sweetheart." Alana said as she got into the car.
As Alana sat down into the seat the already short dress slid even higher up her legs almost revealing her panties. Alana quickly pulled down on her dress before looking up at her son.
"Ooops." Alana thought to herself.
"No prob mom." James said smiling.
As they drove Alana kept noticing her son starring at her legs. Alana was starting to feel excited about her night out and with the alcohol numbing her senses Alana didn't see any harm in teasing her son a bit. Nothing crazy, just a little reward for taking her out. Alana slowly crossed her legs and she smiled as her son's gaze drifted from the road to her legs.
"You better watch where you're going sport." Alana said smiling at her son's predicament.
"I can't help it. You look incredible." James said doing all he could to inflate his mom's ego.
Alana smiled at the compliment and the two chatted on the way to the restaurant. About twenty minutes later they arrived at their destination. They walked in and were quickly seated at their table.
"Man this place is nice, huh?" James said.
"Yeah, who knew your father had such good taste?" Alana said as she surveyed her surroundings.
James smiled as he looked at his beautiful mother sitting across the table from him. Alana sipped her water and looked around for a few minutes before becoming aware that her son was starring at her.
"What are you looking at? Do I have something in my teeth?" Alana asked.
"I'm looking at the most beautiful woman in the world." James said hamming it up.
Alana blushed upon hearing her son's compliment. Little by little her mental barrier was starting to crack.
"Thank you sweetie." Alana said.
Finally the waiter came and took their orders and shortly there after brought them their drinks. Alana ordered some champagne and James got sparkling spring water. As they talked Alana finished off her first glass of champagne and James quickly ordered her another. James knew his mother wasn't much of a drinker so a couple more glasses would have her all over the place. The restaurant was a very nice one with elaborate decorations and a live violinist who played as the diners enjoyed their meals. Alana couldn't stop looking around at all the different pictures and decorations all over the walls. As she looked she drank another glass of champagne as James sipped his water.
"This place is unbelievable." Alana said.
"Yeah, it sure is." James said looking deep into his mother's eyes.
After a few minutes Alana said she had to go to the bathroom before their food arrived. As she walked to the bathroom Alana realized that she was now pretty drunk. In the bathroom she decided that she wouldn't drink anymore tonight. At the table James was debating his options. He was running out of time and if he didn't do something tonight with his mother there was no guarantee that she wouldn't just shut him out for the last day before his dad got home. As James debated his options the waiter brought their food out. Just as the waiter had finished putting their food on the table Alana came back from the bathroom.
"This smells goooooood." Alana said smiling.
As the two ate Alana began to get thirsty. When the waiter came back around Alana asked for some water. James heard his mother ask for water and knew she must be almost drunk if she's asking for just water.
"Water? It's her birthday. She'll have champagne." James said smiling at the waiter.
Alana just smiled thinking that her son really wanted her to enjoy her birthday dinner. As the two finished their meals James noticed that his mother had almost drank all of her glass of champagne. He smiled as he noticed his mother was very red in the face. He knew he must be drunk by now but she wasn't showing it. Since he couldn't tell if his mother was feeling anything he decided to see if he couldn't get he blood pumping a little bit. There was a dance floor in the middle of the restaurant where people could slow dance to the music of the violin player.
"Can I have this dance?" James asked as he stood up.
Alana smiled as she stood up. She thought it was very sweet of her son to dance with her. As they reached the dance floor James took Alana's hand in his and they began to dance. Alana put her head on her son's shoulder as they danced. It had been a wonderful evening so far and she was having a great time. As the dance went on Alana started to feel slightly warm. Like someone had turned off the air conditioning. Before long Alana's head felt like it was floating.
"I tink I've had too much to drink." Alana said with slightly slurred speech.
"You'll be just fine. One more dance then we can go." James said.
James was waiting for his mom to say something like she'd just said. He now knew that she wasn't fully in control anymore. It was time to see just how far he could push his game.
"Go all the way or go home." James said to himself as they started the second dance.
The slow movement of the dance made Alana almost too dizzy to stand but she was having a wonderful time thanks to the alcohol. As the dance wore on Alana felt her son's hand slowly slide down from her lower back to her ass. In her fogged mind Alana was barely aware of the movement but she knew something wasn't right.
"You better behave yourself." Alana said as she danced.
"What, oh sorry mom." James replied smiling.
"It's ok, just remember that I'm your mother." Alana said smiling.
After a few more minutes Alana felt her son's other hand on her ass. Alana rolled her eyes at her son's blatant attempt but as long as he doesn't do anything else what's the harm, Alana thought to herself. The alcohol had Alana very comfortable with herself and she actually started to like the feeling of her son's hands on her ass. Once James realized that his mother wasn't going to freak out he knew he was on to something. As they danced James started to caress his mother ass. Gently he squeezed one cheek then the other. Alana's ass was both soft and firm as James kneaded the fleshy globes.
"That feels good. But you know you shouldn't be doing that." Alana said as she looked at her son through glazed eyes.
"If it feels good then why stop?" James said.
"Because I'm your mother honey." Alana said.
As James groped his mother's ass his cock began to stir. He took the opportunity to grind his hips into his mother. Alana felt her son's cock pressed into her stomach but she didn't see any harm in it. In fact in her fogged mind she really didn't mind anything. All she knew was that what her son was doing felt good and that was enough. As they danced James continued squeezing his mother's ass and grinding his hard cock against her. Alana took her head off her son's shoulder and looked at her son. He was very handsome, and such a nice boy for taking her out to eat. Without realizing what she was doing Alana lightly kissed her son on the lips.
"Thanks sweetie, tonight is just wonderful." Alana said as she starred at her son.
"I'm just getting warmed up beautiful." James said still surprised at his mother's kiss.
Knowing it was time, James quickly he led Alana off the dance floor and paid the check.
"Well I guess we should be getting home." James said as he led his mother out the door.
Alana could barely stand now and all she did was giggle every other second. James was thrilled that his mother was this fucked up but he hoped she be able to make it to the car. James had to almost carry his mother the last few feet to the car. After setting her down in her seat James got in and drove as fast as he dared on the way home. As they drove, James looked over at his mother who was just starring out the window. What caught his eye, however, was the way his mother was sitting. On the way to the restaurant Alana had her legs closed very tightly but now, in her altered state, she had her legs spread wide open.
"Still with me over there?" James asked.
"Oh.....yeah baby....the lights sure are pretty at night." Alana said in a trance like state.
James put his hand on his mother's thigh almost shaking from his excitement. After a few seconds he noticed that his mother hadn't even moved. With more daring James moved his hand up his mother's thigh. Alana still hadn't said anything, so after taking a deep breath, James moved his hand under his mother's dress. As his hand came in contact with his mother's panties Alana turned and looked at her son. James froze; maybe he'd gone too far.
"You're a naughty boy baby, you shouldn't touch your mother like that." Alana said as her head swayed from side to side.
"No I'm not mom, I'm just trying to make you feel good. It does feel good doesn't it?" James said as his thumb rubbed his mother's pussy through the thin material of her panties.
"Ohhhhh...ummmmm yeah it does feel good." Alana said as her head leaned back on the seat.
Alana was starting to drift in and out of reality. She knew where she was but she didn't think what her son was doing was in any way wrong. As far as she was concerned if it felt good then it was alright. For the rest of the trip home James rubbed his mother's pussy and squeezed her thigh. The only reason he didn't do anything else was because he was afraid he would cum in his pants. As they pulled into the drive way James turned off the car and carried his mother up the steps. As he fumbled with the keys to unlock the door James noticed his mother was starring at him.
"What is it?" James asked.
"You're so handsome." Alana giggled.
James stood his mother up as straight as he could. Then he pulled the hair clip from her head causing her hair to fall down to its full length. For a moment James looked at his very beautiful mother then he pressed his lips against hers in an electric kiss. Alana offered no resistance as her son's tongue entered her mouth. In Alana's mind she was just kissing her son on the cheek for being such a good date but in reality she was making out with her son. James breathed heavily as his mother soft smooth lips pressed against his. Finally he broke the kiss. After a few more seconds he had the door open and was leading his mother into the living room. James led his mother over to the couch. After helping his mother sit down James began taking his shirt off. Alana sat there starring at her son as his shirt came off to reveal his muscular chest. In her confused state Alana was starting to forget that it was her son who was standing in front of her.
"I've been waiting for this." James said as he unbuckled his belt.
Alana watched as James pulled his slacks down. She could feel her pussy getting wet and almost like a robot she sat up on the couch and reached forward and grabbed her son's cock through his boxers.
"Oh yeah." James moaned as his mother squeezed his cock.
"Does that feel good baby?" Alana asked still not aware of what she was doing.
"You know what would feel really good?" James said.
"What?" Alana asked as she rubbed her son's cock.
"If you put it in your mouth that would feel really good." James said as he brushed the hair from his mother's eyes.
In Alana's altered mind the request seemed very reasonable. If it would feel good to suck her son's cock then she was going to do just that. Slowly Alana pulled her son's boxers down until his massive cock sprang free hitting her on the chin.
"Goodness you're big." Alana said with slurred speech.
"Oh god yes." James moaned. Alana reached forward and grabbed her son's massive cock. She then lifted her son's cock and used her tongue to trace a line up the underside of James' cock before popping the head into her mouth. Alana was on autopilot. Her body was so relieved to be getting some sexual gratification that her delirious mind had no chance fighting it.
"Oh shit mom......." James moaned as Alana's warm mouth surrounded the head of his cock.
Alana's lips slid back and forth on her son's cock as her tongue teased the engorged head. Her son's cock tasted like heaven as she struggled to fit even a third of its length into her mouth.
"God you're so big." Alana said as she used her other hand to jerk off her son.
James grabbed Alana by the back of her head and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth causing her to gag.
"Easy baby." Alana laughed.
Alana lifted her son's heavy cock and alternated between sucking her son's cock and licking his balls. James looked down at his mother sucking his cock contently and knew he couldn't last much longer. Alana slurped and sucked her son's huge cock faster and faster. She was very aroused and starting to want her son to fuck her. "Oh mom, I'm gonna cum....go slower..." James moaned.
"Ok baby......god your cock is big." Alana said as she went back to slowly sucking her son off.
After a few more minutes James closed his eyes and with a grunt unloaded a huge load of cum into his mother's mouth.
"OHHHHH.....FUCK!" James moaned as his cock drained into Alana's mouth.
"UMmmmmmmm......baby you taste good." Alana said as her tongue was coated with her son's cum.
Alana continued to suck her son's cock as it pulsed. With each pulse more cum filled her mouth and Alana continued to swallow every drop. Finally Alana could feel her son's cock softening.
"You taste really good." Alana said as her son's soft cock slipped from her lips.
"Goddamn you can suck a cock." James said as he watched his mother clean his cock with her mouth.
After a few seconds Alana let go of her son's cock and fell backwards into the couch. Her eyes were almost closed. She was completely out of it. James wasn't anywhere near done so he was glad to see his mother still too drunk to reason.
"Come here sexy." James said as he pulled his mother to her feet.
James leaned forward and kissed his mother deeply. Their tongues coiled around each other tightly as they kissed each other like lovers. Finally breaking the kiss James grabbed the bottom of his mother's dress and pulled it over her head.
"But baby, now I'm naked." Alana said with the innocence of a child.
"That's how I want you to be mom. You're gorgeous." James said.
James leaned forward and began kissing his mother on her neck. The sensation caused Alana to moan with pleasure. Slowly James made his way down to his mother's breasts. He sucked his mother's tits for a while gently nibbling on her nipples.
"Oh god baby that feels great." Alana moaned.
James got down on his knees and kissed his mother's stomach before pulling her panties down. The sight of his mother's shaved pussy was intoxicating. Slowly he leaned forward and with his tongue spread Alana's pussy lips. "OHHH!!!!!GOD......" Alana screamed.
James put his hands on his mother's hips and sat her down on the couch. Then he lifted both of her legs and spread them apart as wide as he could. Alana could barely think as her son's tongue flicked her clit.
"Your pussy tastes great mom." James said in between licks.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Alana groaned in pleasure.
After a few more minutes James was becoming aggravated at the low sitting couch. His neck was starting to cramp up as he ate Alana's pussy. After a little while longer James stood up and took his mother by the hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom. As the two lovers made their way to the bed James cut on the lamp beside the bed. The room lit up and Alana collapsed on the end of her bed. In front of her was her son, cock at full staff, about to fuck her. Alana spread her legs wide. She was a bit surprised that she felt her son's tongue, not his cock, touch her pussy. James wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to taste his mother's pussy again. Slowly his tongue teased Alana's swollen pussy lips.
"Oh god baby...." Alana moaned.
James used his left hand to spread his mother's pussy lips so his tongue could get to the really tasty pink meat of her pussy. As his tongue probed his mother's clit James slipped his middle finger into her hot pussy. Alana was writhing on the bed as her son ate her pussy like there was no tomorrow. Although her son was very good at eating pussy Alana only wanted one thing.
"Baby, I want you to put your cock inside me." Alana said as she locked her alcohol fueled eyes with her son.
James stood up and positioned his cock right in front of Alana's pussy. Slowly he leaned forward until the head of his massive cock was inside his mother. Alana's mouth opened wide as another inch was buried inside her pussy.
"OH!!!.....go slow baby.......really slow." Alana screamed in both pain and pleasure.
James did as he was asked. As he slid his cock deeper into his mother he leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth. Alana's fingernails raked down her son's back. With another push James had about half of his cock inside his mother. He slowly withdrew and then pushed again. After repeating this for a few times James rose up and locked eyes with Alana. With one last push James buried his entire cock in his mother's womb.
"OHHHHH.......FUCK.....OHHHH GOD!!!!" Alana screamed as her son's cock pressed into her belly. The look on Alana's face sent James over the edge. He began fucking his mother with all he had. Alana locked her legs around her son and enjoyed the best fucking she had ever had. Alana couldn't believe how much her son's cock stretched her pussy. The sensation of fullness was unbelievable.
"GODDAMN MOM......YOUR PUSSY'S TIGHT!!!" James screamed as his mother's pussy milked his cock.
Alana groaned with pleasure and her son fucked her hard and fast. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. With every powerful thrust Alana could feel her son's cock swelling. She knew he would cum soon and the alcohol made sure she didn't care. In between moans Alana looked at her son as he fucked her raw. Alana could feel her climax building with every powerful thrust of her son's cock. Before long she was screaming at her son.
"FUCK ME....FUCK ME.......FUCK ME HARDER!!!!" Alana moaned.
James picked up the pace with his last few thrusts. Alana finally let go completely.
"OH FUCKING ......SHIT.....FUCK.....I'M CUMMINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!." Alana screamed as her orgasm rushed through her.
James kept fucking his mother as she came. Alana tensed up and screamed as she experienced the biggest orgasm of her life. James starred at his mother's face as she shook. Alana convulsed for a good minute as her son kept fucking. Just as her orgasm let up a little Alana opened her eyes. Just as they made eye contact James leaned forward and kissed his mother. As their tongues fought Alana could feel her son's cock erupting inside her. She could feel her son's hot cum coating her insides. As her son came Alana grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside of her. Alana began to feel her son's cum running out of her pussy. There simply wasn't any room for it. As her son's cock finally stopped erupting he collapsed on top of her. After a few minutes James rolled off of his mother. After about ten minutes James looked over at his mother. Her eyes were closed and she was almost motionless.
"Ha, she passed out." James said after checking to make sure she was still breathing.
James sat on the end of his mother's bed for a while thinking about tomorrow when Alana awoke. The alcohol would be out of her system by then and she would be fit to be tied. He knew he really didn't have anything to worry about because he could blackmail her just as easily as Sam had. Still, just as a little added insurance James went to his room and got his digital camera. James then got onto the bed beside his mother. He turned her head toward him and pushed his cock into her mouth. He snapped a picture then took a couple more in various poses. Satisfied he got up and walked to his room and fell asleep.
The next morning Alana awoke with a splitting headache and a very upset stomach. As she sat up in her bed Alana put her pounding head in her hands.
"Uhhhhhhh..........." Alana groaned.
"What the hell happened last night?" Alana asked herself as she looked around her room.
As the fog of last night lifted, Alana notice that she was sitting naked on her bed. Confused Alana stood up.
"Owwwwww....." Alana groaned as her pussy ached.
Alana stood there for a few seconds wondering why on earth her pussy was so sore. She tried to remember what happened last night but could only remember bits and pieces. After slipping on her house coat Alana walked downstairs. As she entered the living room she saw her dress and panties in front of the couch.
"Oh my god no." Alana thought to herself as she started to remember more of what happened.
Alana collapsed onto the couch in tears as the full enormity of what happened last night hit her. She had fucked her own son. As she sat on the couch crying she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She couldn't bear to look at her son so she kept her head buried in the couch.
"How could you?!?" Alana asked crying heavily.
After a few seconds of silence Alana heard something drop onto the coffee table. Alana peeked out of one eye and saw what looked to be like photographs.
"What in the hell are those?" Alana asked as she finally glared at her son.
"See for yourself." James said coldly.
Alana picked up the pictures and immediately put her hand over her mouth. The pictures showed her son's cock in her mouth and her son performing oral sex on her.
"Before you say a word listen to what I have to say because I'm only going to say it once." James said calmly.
"Last week I saw you fucking Sam in the kitchen. I know he forced you into it at first but then you kept letting him fuck you. You walked around like nothing was wrong. You probably fucked dad like normal then had your little fuck parties with my best friend. Last night, while you were drunk, I fucked you in your own bed. As far as I'm concerned you can do whatever you want with dad and Sam but when I want to fuck you I will or I will tell dad what you've been doing and plaster those pictures all over the neighborhood. End of story. So why don't you go take a shower and get cleaned up?" James said as he sat down beside his mother.
Alana couldn't think of anything to say. Her son was right. She had fucked his best friend knowing how wrong it was and now she shouldn't be too surprised that her son had taken the same path as his friend. She cursed the day that her family had gone on that vacation.
"But I'm your mother. We can't do this. What I do with Sam is wrong but he's not my son." Alana said trying to explain herself.
"Look mom, I know he forced you into it. I still love you, but after what happened I don't think of you as just my mom. I think about fucking you all the time. You're the only woman I want." James said.
Alana knew her son was wrong for doing what he did but she wasn't surprised. After all, she'd just been through the same thing with Sam. If she used her body to help keep Sam from going crazy why couldn't she do the same for her son?
"Listen, no matter how wrong it is I'm going to help you. But it's going to be on my terms or not at all." Alana said trying to regain some control over the situation.
"What's that supposed to mean?" James asked.
"It means that I'm in control of when and who I sleep with. If you can't get that simple fact then you can take those pictures to whoever you want. I don't care anymore." Alana said as she looked into her son's eyes.
James couldn't believe that his mother had called his hand like this. He really didn't want to see his mother hurt. Besides, if she was still going to fuck him then that was all that mattered.
"Deal. You're in charge. As long as you still...help me out I'll do whatever your want." James said.
Alana smiled knowing that she was at the very least in charge of her family's nightmare.
"Good, the first thing I want you to do is destroy all these pictures. I'm going to take a shower." Alana said as she stood up.
As his mother took her shower James cut the pictures up into little strips and put them into a coffee can. He took the can into the back yard and burned the pictures.
Up in the shower Alana was deep in thought. She was proud of herself for standing up to her son. But her mind weighed heavily on the fact that now she was going to have to live three lives. She would still have to be the dutiful wife for her husband. She would also have to keep up her affair with Sam. And now on top of all that she was going to have to sleep with her own son. In the back of her mind she felt the slight tingle of pride that she was woman enough to satisfy three men.
The next day Alana and James got up early to go pick up Greg from the airport. As they drove they came upon a traffic jam caused by a big rig that had tipped over.
"This is just great." James said as he put the car in park.
"Calm down honey, it won't take that long." Alana said as she tried to see up ahead.
After a while every time the car would inch forward James would moan and groan. It eventually began to take its toll on Alana. After about twenty minutes of listening to her son's bellyaching Alana decided to put a stop to it. And she knew just how to do it. As James griped he felt something on his leg. He looked down and was surprised to see his mother's hand rubbing his cock through his shorts.
"What's the matter; I don't hear any more complaining." Alana said sarcastically.
"Uh......my day just took a turn for the better." James said smiling.
"Oh, I'm about to make your whole week." Alana said as she began to unbutton her son's shorts.
After Alana's slim fingers slid the zipper down on her son's shorts she reached into his boxer's and freed his massive cock. Alana starred at her son's cock for a few moments as she stroked it to its full hardness. Then as if it was nothing out of the ordinary Alana lowered her head and took her son's cock into her mouth.
"Ohhhh.....shit." James exclaimed.
Alana's tongue swirled around the head of her son's cock while her hand caressed his balls. The salty taste of her son's manhood caused her mouth to water. Before long Alana was bobbing her head up and down in her son's lap. The car was quiet except for slurping sounds. James used his hand to hold Alana's hair out of her face.
"Goddamn you're beautiful." James said as his mother's warm mouth engulfed is cock.
Alana popped her son's cock from her mouth and smiled.
"Thanks baby." Alana said as she kissed the tip of her son's cock before taking him into her mouth again.
After a few more minutes Alana could feel her son's cock swelling. She knew he was going to cum. In anticipation Alana picked up her pace.
"Oh.....God... mom....I'm gonna cum." James managed to say.
Alana sucked her son's cock with all she had. As her lips slid up and down on his cock she used her hands to jack him off. Finally she was rewarded.
"OHH.......SHIIIITTTT!!!!" James groaned as his cock erupted into his mother's mouth.
Alana's mouth kept a vacuum seal around her son's cock as he flooded her mouth with cum. As jet after jet of cum filled her mouth Alana held her ground. After she was sure that she had it all Alana lifted her head. She looked right into her son's eyes and swallowed every last drop of his cum. James was amazed at how sexy his mother was as she daintily used a napkin from the glove box to wipe the corners of her mouth like she'd just finished a steak.
"Looks like I won't be needing breakfast this morning." Alana said as she looked ahead out the windshield smiling.
THE END.
*
As the morning sun began to peep into Alana Scott's bedroom the brightness began to awaken her. She stretched her body out with a soft yawn and slowly opened her eyes. Alana looked over at her husband sleeping soundly next to her, and smiled. Last night her husband had made love to her particularly well and she lay there still satisfied. As Alana sat up in her bed the nightgown she was sleeping in became tangled around her. So as she lifted herself up the gown slid up her torso and revealed one of her breasts. In Alana's euphoric state she looked at herself in the mirror and did her best playboy model pose.
"Do I make you horny?" Alana whispered trying her best to imitate Austin Powers.
She almost burst out laughing. The last two weeks of her life had been grand. No problems at all and she was enjoying herself. That wasn't the case at all up until a couple weeks ago. About three or four months ago while on vacation Alana, her son James, and his best friend Sam were kidnapped by two men. Alana was forced to have sex with the two men and then they forced her to do the same with Sam and even her own son. After the ordeal the three made a deal to try and just forget about the whole thing but that didn't last. A couple months after they got back Sam had become so obsessed with Alana that he concocted a plan to blackmail her into having sex with him again. The plan worked, Alana was made to have sex with Sam but during the experience Alana began to feel sorry for Sam after what he had been through. She made a deal with Sam. A deal that has been in effect for two weeks. The deal was that Sam could have sex with her two or three times a week at times of her choosing. In exchange he would destroy all the evidence he used to blackmail her and eventually try to move on with his life. Alana reasoned that eventually Sam would tire of her or forget about her when his young mind found another girl to focus on. So for the last two weeks Sam has been coming by whenever he could. If there was no one at home with her Alana would have sex with him. Even though she knew it to be very wrong Alana had become quite attached to Sam. The way the young man looked at her as they were making love excited her to no end. In fact, she had become somewhat addicted to the feeling. Even though Alana had become comfortable with her little affair she wasn't stupid, she was very careful about their little rendezvous'. She was however, very creative in their affair. Once, Sam was on top of Alana, who was on top of the dining room table, and was right in the middle of fucking her when they heard Alana's husband pulling up in the driveway. Sam was running out the back door just as Greg was coming in the front. He was met by a smiling wife who was doing all she could to keep her young lovers cum from running down her legs.
Alana's good mood, while she didn't want to admit it was in fact do to the fact that for the last couple of weeks she had been the object of affection of two men. While before all the craziness had started she was very satisfied with her sex life, now two men were satisfying her. She had the best of both worlds. Her husband provided the experienced, tender love making that curled her toes, while Sam provided the intense fucking that would leave her a sweaty mess on the floor.
Alana's good mood was reigned in slightly as she remembered that her husband was going out of town for a week on business. Not to mention he wouldn't be there for her birthday this coming Thursday.
"Can't have my cake and eat it too." Alana reasoned to herself.
Not wanting her good mood to disappear all together Alana decided to go downstairs and make Greg some breakfast. A morning in bed together eating breakfast sounded just fine to her. Without thinking of what she was wearing Alana got out of bed and started down the hallway toward the stairs. Halfway down the stairs she realized that all she has on was a thin nightgown that was barely long enough to cover her panties. Alana wasn't known for her modesty but she didn't walk around the house naked either. To make matters worse Alana only wore very sexy underwear. Thongs, lace panties, and boy shorts made up the bulk of her underwear drawer. With each step down the stairs her nightgown would slide up her legs and reveal her red lace panties, then slide back down again.
"Oh well, its 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning, no one will get up until at least 10:00." She thinks to herself.
Alana began to make breakfast taking care to be quiet, not wanting to wake her husband or son. Some eggs, bacon, grits and toast will start the morning off right she thinks to herself as she gathers the ingredients. As Alana began to beat the eggs in a bowl she felt a cool breeze on her exposed legs.
"I bet Greg left that window open again." Alana thinks to herself as goose bumps begin to form on her long legs.
Alana then went back about her business while thinking of what she was going to do on her birthday without her husband being home. Greg usually took her out on the town and she would have a ball. Not this year though she thought subconsciously pouting her lips. Just as that thought had left her mind Alana was startled as a pair of arms wrapped around her stomach. Just as she was about to scream she heard Sam's voice.
"Good morning sexy." Sam said as he kissed Alana on the neck causing an electric shiver to race down her spine to her toes.
"Jesus Christ Sam!!! You scared the crap outta me!" Alana said doing all she could not to shout.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you scared so easily." Sam said releasing his grip.
"It's ok, it's just, I was thinking to myself. You caught me off guard." Alana said slightly amused at her reaction.
Sam pulled a chair out and sat down. He was all too happy to sit and watch as Alana glided around the kitchen in her nightgown. When she reached up into one of the cabinets Sam's eye caught a glimpse of Alana's panties.
"Those are nice." Sam said nonchalantly.
Alana turned to see what Sam was looking at. Realizing it was her panties she rolled her eyes as she turned back around.
"Well they're new; I've only worn them twice so you'll have to wait a while." Alana said referring to Sam's penchant for pilfering her underwear in the past.
"That was before I could have what's inside your panties." Sam replied smiling, knowing his little comments about their affair made Alana uncomfortable.
"Sam, it's not that I mind that much but what are you doing over so early in the morning?" Alana asked quickly changing the subject after Sam's arrogant remark.
"Well, I wouldn't have even come over but last night my mom and dad told me that I gotta go see my grandma in Florida this week. She's like a hundred years old and they said I might not see her many more times." Sam said staring at the floor.
"Well you should go see your grandmother, how long will you be gone?" Alana asked.
"Two freakin weeks, can you believe it? I don't know how I'm gonna make it." Sam said.
"It'll be ok." Alana said as she opened the refrigerator to get the bacon.
As the cool air blanketed her body Alana was again reminded that she was wearing next to nothing. Considering that Sam had seen her in a lot less her modesty wasn't warranted.
"But how am I supposed to go two weeks without....you know? Sam asked.
"Oh I'm sure you'll take matters into your own hands." Alana said flashing a sarcastic grin towards Sam, enjoying a little payback for his earlier comment.
"Ha Ha." Sam said standing up.
As Alana began opening the package of bacon at the counter Sam walked up behind her and reached around with both hands and cupped Alana's firm breasts. The thin material of Alana's nightgown offered little insulation from Sam's gentle caress.
"Ohhhhhhh...Ummmmm..Sam....that feels...uh....you know we can't do this right now." Alana whispered.
"I know. But if I'm gonna be gone for two weeks I gotta have something to remember." Sam whispered into Alana's ear.
Alana could feel Sam's hard young cock pressing against her ass. Deep down she liked being able to turn a boy of Sam's age on. Alana's ego wasn't out of control, but the fact that she was desirable to a younger man didn't hurt her feelings. The bulge in Sam's pants wedged perfectly right in the middle of Alana's ass and her body tingled as Sam's hands massaged her breasts. Alana arched her back and turned her head to kiss the young man. Breathing in softly her lips parted as they pressed against Sam's. Their tongues teased each other and Alana moaned as she felt Sam's hand gently rub her panty-covered pussy. The sensation over powered Alana and she inadvertently knocked the knife she was using to open the bacon onto the floor resulting in a loud crash.
"Damnit...." Alana said as she and Sam both froze.
Alana remained motionless for a good minute waiting to hear if anyone had been woken up by the noise. After a few more tense moments Alana and Sam began to breathe again. Alana turned to face Sam and smiled as her lips pressed against his. Alana's hand followed Sam's thigh until she found what she was looking for. She began to softly fondle Sam's hard cock through his shorts.
"Ahh youth." Alana thought as she was amazed at how hard Sam's cock was.
"Is this for me?" Alana teased as her hand found its way inside Sam's shorts.
What both Alana and Sam both were unaware of was that the loud noise had indeed awoken someone. Alana's son James heard a strange noise, and even though it was very early, he decided he better go see what it was.
"Damn it's early." James thought to himself as he groggily made his way down the stairs.
What he saw next would awaken him faster than the strongest cup of coffee. As he reached the bottom of the stairs and peaked around the corner he heard soft moaning. His eyes began to focus and he could see his mother's back and someone's arms wrapped around her. As he inched forward a little more he was shocked to see that it was Sam that was holding his mom. James quickly stepped back a couple of inches to remain hidden. As he peaked around the corner he couldn't believe his eyes. His mother was very passionately kissing his best friend and her hand was inside his shorts.
"Two weeks without this is gonna be murder." Sam said as he kissed Alana.
"You think you're the only one who's gotten used to our little get-togethers?" Alana asked as she stroked Sam's cock.
Alana could feel a familiar heat emanating from her panties. Just knowing that she was having an affair with a boy her son's age turned Alana on like nothing else. That simple fact bothered her more than she would ever admit to herself.
James couldn't believe his ears. As he listened further Sam and Alana let go of enough information that James could get a rough idea of how Sam came to be standing in his house making out with his mom. At first James was furious, he came very close to walking into the kitchen and beating the shit out of Sam. But as mad as he was he couldn't turn away. Even though Alana was his mother it was impossible to ignore how attractive she was.
"Hey, if I make it quick can I get a piece of ass before I have to go?" Sam asked as James looked on in utter amazement.
"A piece of ass? So that's what I am huh?" Alana asked not at all liking Sam's new boldness.
"You know what I mean, please." Sam asked.
"Oh...Sam I don't know. I guess so, but you have to really quiet and make it quick." Alana said nervously.
Although she was horny Alana was all too aware that just above her head her husband and son were sleeping. Alana looked around, and then she smiled at Sam. She then walked over to the counter and pulled her nightgown up around her waist and slid her panties down to her ankles.
"Well it doesn't get any easier than this." Alana said smiling at Sam over her shoulder as she spread her legs apart a little wider.
Sam walked up behind Alana and unzipped his shorts. Alana breathed deeply in anticipation as Sam leaned forward and took her breasts into his hands. Although Alana liked the entire act of making love, her favorite sensation was the initial penetration. From his vantage point James could see his mother's mouth open and her eyes close as Sam entered her. Even though she was his mother the sight of Alana bent over the counter being fucked was probably the most erotic thing James had ever seen.
"Oh my god yes." Alana cooed as Sam's cock spread her pussy lips apart. In her hypersexual state every vein in Sam's cock was appreciated as his young cock slipped in and out of Alana's wet pussy.
As her young lover's thrusts became harder and harder Alana stood on her toes and spread her legs a little more to make it easier for Sam to enter her. For the next few minutes the house was quiet except for the sound of Sam's flesh slapping against Alana's.
"OHH...OH.....DAMN YOUR TIGHT." Sam moaned as he watched his cock spread Alana's velvet pussy lips.
Alana looked over her shoulder and put her finger over her lips and told Sam to be quiet. She knew it would be hard but she didn't want to wake anyone up. After a few more thrusts James could see Alana's eyes shut tightly and her teeth clinched together. Alana could tell Sam was close to cumming. His cock was as hard as steel as he fucked her. Alana's tongue traced her lips as her pussy gripped Sam's cock tightly. Sam's hips began to buck violently and Alana looked as if she was riding a mechanical bull. She could feel Sam's cock flooding her pussy with hot cum as her feet were lifted off the floor with each thrust of Sam's hips. Every time Sam fucked her she was amazed at how much cum he could produce. After twelve or thirteen convulsions Sam finally relaxed and pulled Alana close to him and kissed her as she breathed very heavily. After a few moments their kiss ended and Alana again leaned forward and put her hands on the counter reveling in the afterglow as Sam's cock softened inside her. While this particular session didn't last nearly long enough to make her cum, Alana still felt satisfied.
From his hiding place James realized that he was as hard as he'd ever been. The fact that it was his mother that did this to him still weirded him out a little.
"Oh shit!" Sam exclaimed looking down at his watch.
"What is it?" Alana asked still breathing heavily with her hair in her face.
"I was supposed to be back ten minutes ago." Sam exclaimed.
Alana smiled and looked over her shoulder at Sam as he stood there still inside her.
"Well you can't go home with me stuck to you." Alana said as she sexily wiggled her ass.
Sam smiled back and pulled his limp cock from Alana's pussy. Alana made a sad puppy dog face as Sam's cock left her. Sam then quickly pulled up his shorts and kissed Alana on the cheek before he ran out the back door. Alana waved as she stood there still bent over the counter. She shook her head as she bent down and pulled up her panties. She knew she had to do it and she did like the feeling having sex with someone other than her husband, but to just be used by Sam to get off still made her feel dirty. After a few moments she went back to making breakfast for her husband.
Around the corner by the stairs just feet way, James stood not knowing what to think. He quietly made his way back up the stairs closed his door and sat down on his bed. A range of emotions coursed through his body.
"How could she do it? How could she fuck my best friend? After all that we've been through...."
At a loss for words James put his head in his hands and lost himself in thought. After a while James stood up. He wasn't at a loss for words any longer. And all the different emotions were replaced with just one, anger. He was as pissed off as he had ever been. How could his own mother be a willing participant in what he had just seen? After she was raped in front of him how could she do it? He went through so much to try and get his life back to normal how could she do it? How could she be such a slut? HOW COULD SHE FUCK SAM?!?!?!?
That day in his room James changed. He still loved his mother but he no longer thought of his mother in the same light. He no longer felt sorry for her after what she had been through. If she could fuck Sam then she could fuck him. The only thing he had to do was think of a way to make it happen. How does one go about fucking their mother? Then like the grinch that stole Christmas James grinned as an idea began to form.
James had sat in his room for about fifteen minutes before he came up with a plan to fuck his own mother. Before he resorted to blackmail like Sam did he would butter his mom up with compliments and make subtle sexual advances towards her. He knew that deep down Alana loved compliments. He would be alone with her all week, a perfect time to test his plan. If all else failed he would simply tell his mother that he was going to tell his dad and everyone else what happened all those months ago and what she was doing with Sam now. Since his mother was already downstairs alone now was as good a time as any to begin the fun and games.
"This will do just fine." James said as he slipped off his shirt and put on some old worn out boxers.
Being almost naked would add to his mother's discomfort. He then made his way downstairs being sure to stomp loudly enough for his mother to hear. Downstairs Alana was about to finish up breakfast when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Her stomach immediately tied itself in knots knowing that she was half naked and with no other way out of the kitchen. Finally accepting what was happening Alana could only hope it was Greg. She could explain her lack of clothing by saying she wanted to surprise him. Alana quickly ran over to the kitchen sink and acted like she was putting dishes into the dishwasher. Behind her she heard footsteps entering the kitchen and going to the refrigerator. When the anxiety reached its boiling point Alana looked over her shoulder to see who it was.
"Damn,damn,damn..." Alana said to herself as she saw her shirtless son drinking out of the milk jug.
"What in the world is he doing up this early?" Alana thought to herself as she tried to hide her modesty.
Although it wasn't that big of a deal Alana just wasn't comfortable with her son seeing her almost naked after what had happened all those months ago. James for his part found his mother's squirming very entertaining. For the time being he acted as if nothing was inappropriate about how his mother was dressed. In fact, he found himself admiring Alana's body as she finished making breakfast. James was getting used to his new role all too quickly.
"Mom, could you get me the cereal please? I'm starving." James said innocently as he grabbed a spoon and a bowl and sat down at the table.
Alana cringed as what her son asked of her processed in her mind. The cereal was on the top shelf in the cabinet and she would have to stand on her toes in order to reach it. She knew all to well that if she lifted her arms her nightgown would be pulled up exposing her panties.
"This is REAL good...go ahead give your son an eyeful." Alana thought as she cursed herself for not changing her clothes this morning.
"Umm.....sure thing..." she mumbled not wanting to draw attention to herself.
James's eyes got wider as his mom made her way over to the counter. His heart started beating faster and a lump formed in his throat as he watched Alana open the cabinet door. He was actually manipulating his mother so he could get a look at her panty covered ass. Tentatively Alana reached toward the cereal box but she was no where near tall enough.
"C'mon......you can do it." James thought to himself as he stared intently at his mother's shapely legs.
Finally his bravery was rewarded as Alana stood on her toes and strained to reach the cereal. As soon as she stretched, her nightgown was pulled up over her panties. James was awestruck at how round and firm his mother's ass was. Her legs seemed to go on forever and as they ended her amazing ass began. James could feel his cock beginning to stir.
"Damnit...all I had to do was put on my housecoat." Alana thought to herself as her hand finally made contact with the box of cereal.
Alana quickly closed the cabinet door and made her way over to the table where her son sat. As she leaned forward to put the box of cereal on the table Alana could've sworn her son was looking at her chest. Not sure what to make of the situation Alana turned to leave. She could finally put on some clothes she thought. But James wasn't quite done yet.
"Ummm...mom could you do me one more favor?" He asked.
"What do you need now?" Alana asked a little annoyed.
"Could you get me the big bowl that I use? This little one isn't gonna be enough for me." James said surprised that he had the guts to ask his mother to do something else.
Alana's eyes got wide as she realized what her son wanted her to do. The big bowl he wanted was kept on a bottom shelf in the corner. The only way to reach it was for her to bend over and reach pretty far into the cabinet.
"Can't you just make two bowls?" Alana asked trying to think fast.
"Pretty please." James asked.
"Oh for the love of...." Alana cursed herself as she made her way over to the cabinet.
Not wanting to prolong her own misery Alana opened the door and bent over. This time her nightgown slid up her abdomen and bunched up around her shoulders as she reached for the bowl. Her legs remained straight and James's eyes followed her thighs up until he saw his mom's panty covered pussy. There was a damp spot that caught James' eye, no doubt the remains of Sam and Alana's little get together this morning. Also, there was a little gap between Alana's legs that James found intoxicatingly attractive. But alas all good things come to an end and his mother stood back up and walked the bowl over to him.
"Thanks mom." James said smiling.
"You're welcome." Alana said with a puzzled look on her face as she wondered exactly what had just happened.
The rest of the day went by uneventfully. Sam and Greg both left and Alana went about her daily chores as usual. James on the other hand was all too eager to put his plan in motion, but he decided to wait for Monday morning.
About 10:30 Monday morning James got up and took a shower like he always does. After he got out of the shower he made his way to his room but this particular morning he left his door open. He knew that his mother made many trips by his door throughout the day. He didn't have to wait long until he heard his mother's footsteps coming up the stairs. Confidently James un-wrapped his towel from around his waist and dropped it onto the floor. He wasn't arrogant usually but James knew his package was bigger than most. Giving his mother an eyeful should ratchet up the tension just fine he thought. James stood with his back toward his door and waited. Just as his mother's footsteps were right at his door he spread his feet apart a little more and began to comb his hair.
Alana was making her way toward the bathroom to get the dirty laundry. As she passed her son's doorway she unknowingly glanced inside his room. Her eyes opened wide as she stopped mid-stride.
"Oh my ...." Alana said as she saw her son's naked body still glistening with water droplets.
As her eyes quickly surveyed his body, her gaze halted just as she had passed his shapely rear end. There hanging about halfway to his knees was his flaccid cock. She had forgotten how large her son was. It was the biggest penis she had ever seen. Instinctively Alana bit her bottom lip as she starred at her son's cock. Suddenly she felt a tingle between her legs. Since she'd been having so much sex lately Alana was more susceptible to getting turned on. Just as she felt her nipples tingling Alana quickly hurried down the hall to the bathroom not sure what to think.
"How do you like them apples?" James thought to himself as his mother hurried off.
"My god...." Alana thought to herself as she breathed heavily in the bathroom.
She had just seen her son's manhood and was amazed at how big it was. The first time she saw it was when the kidnappers made her have sex with Sam and her son. But, she was in a dark room with tears in her eyes and to be quite honest she really didn't get a good look at the sheer size of it. When she mounted her son she knew he was big, but she'd just been raped by two well endowed men. She had briefly seen her son's package a few weeks ago before all the craziness with Sam started but to be honest that whole week was a blur. To see it today...in the brightly lit house......was shocking.
"Get it out of your head girl..." Alana said to herself.
She starred at herself in the mirror and smiled, slightly amused.
"Well, who wouldn't stare at that thing? He's gonna make some girl happy one day." She thought almost laughing.
After a few seconds Alana went back to her daily duties. Since she was in the bathroom she gathered up the dirty clothes. As she turned she sat the clothes hamper down in order to open the door. As the door opened Alana was a little startled when her son, wearing nothing but some old jogging pants, appeared in the doorway. What seemed like coincidence to Alana was in fact anything but. James had been waiting in the hallway because he wanted to take his little game a bit further.
"Jeez..baby you scared me." Alana said.
"Sorry mom, I just need to get the hair dryer." James said positioning himself in the doorway knowing his mother would have to squeeze by him to get out.
Alana, clueless to what was going on, was in a hurry to get back to her daily routine. She picked up the clothes hamper and began to make her way through the door. Because her son was taking up half the doorway she squeezed the clothes hamper through first and then turned to the side with her back facing her son. Slowly she began squeezing by but as she did she was pushed tightly up against her son. Alana's ass slid across James' hips and as she reached the mid point she felt something that caused her to pause for a split second.
"What in the world...." Alana thought as she could feel something hard wedged right between the cheeks of her ass. The revelation caused her to become a little uncomfortable.
"Could I get a little room here sport?" Alana asked not wanting to believe that what she was feeling was her son's erection.
James was delighted that his little stunt was working like a charm. Feeling a little bolder James decided to give his mom what she wanted. But he was gonna have just a bit more fun first. First James put his hands on his mother's hips.
"Jeez mom, you smell really good." James said.
"Uh...thanks honey." Alana said still slightly uncomfortable with the situation.
Before Alana could protest James went ahead and gave her a little bump as his hips pressed forward slightly. Alana's eyes opened wide but before she could respond James slid her sideways and closed the door behind him. James smiled at himself in the bathroom mirror as his cock tented his jogging pants.
"I hope to god that was just what Greg calls morning wood." Alana thought as she went about her business.
Throughout the day Alana could swear that her son was starring at her. At first she thought she was just being paranoid but as the day went on she almost caught James several times starring at her as she bent over. The few times Alana did catch her son starring at her he would simple say something nice to her. Alana's resolve would quickly melt away when her son paid her a compliment. James knew his mom had come close to catching him red handed starring at her chest or ass a few times today but he didn't care at all.
"What's she gonna do?" James thought to himself smugly.
James was sitting in his room bored stiff waiting for the next part of his plan. He had already let his mother see him naked this morning and then gave her a little body contact. Now he wanted to see her naked. He planned on waiting for her to take a shower. When she got out she would find that conveniently all the towels were in the dirty clothes. James grinned as the thought of his naked mom flashed through his head. All he had to do now was wait.
Downstairs Alana had just finished watching her favorite talk show. After doing all her daily duties she decided she would take soak in the bathtub for a while. As she made her way up the stairs toward the bathroom her footsteps caused James to take notice.
"It's about damn time." James thought to himself.
His heart raced as he heard the bathroom door close. He knew his mother's routines all too well. After soaking in the bath for a while she would rinse off in the shower. As soon as she closed the shower curtain to rinse off he would make his move and take all the towels downstairs and put them in the washing machine.
In the bathroom Alana started her bathwater and pulled her shirt over her head. Even though she was in her mid thirties, her workouts kept her in great shape. She nimbly reached behind herself and released the clasp holding her bra on. Then she unbuttoned her blue jeans and slid them over her firm ass and down her toned legs. Finally she removed her panties and sat down in the hot water.
"Oh yeah...thats what I needed." Alana said as the hot water enveloped her body.
Outside the door James was waiting patiently. His plan was moving along nicely. However, after about twenty minutes of waiting he began to grow impatient.
"C'mon how long can you just sit there?" James asked himself.
Nervously he pushed a little on the bathroom door. Slowly but surely the door opened just a bit, but not enough for him to see anything. Then a light bulb went off in his mind. He quietly tiptoed back to his room and grabbed his pocket knife off his desk. He had seen in some movie where someone used the blade of a knife like a mirror to see around a corner. Once he made it back to the bathroom door he carefully eased the blade of the knife through the crack in the door. After a few seconds of fooling around with it he managed to get the angle right.
"Well helloooooo nurse!" James thought to himself as his mothers face came in to view on the shiny knife blade.
The blade was small but enough for James to see that his mothers eyes were closed as she lay there in the tub. As he angled the blade more his mother's breasts slowly came into view. They were perfectly round and half submerged under the water. The light pink, silver dollar sized areolas were like beacons to James as he starred intently.
"Man those are nice tits..." James thought to himself.
From reading plenty of men's magazines and a liberal amount of porn he guessed his mom to be about a 32c bra size. Finally satisfied he angled the blade more. Slowly he watched the knife blade as Alana's tight stomach came into view. Just a little more angle and then his mouth opened a little. Alana's neatly trimmed pussy was there for all to see.
"Man, my mom is a MILF and a half." James thought to himself as he starred at his naked mother.
Finally James' fun time was over. His mother's legs began to move in the reflection on his knife blade so he slowly eased the blade back through the crack in the door and listened as Alana stood up and closed the shower curtain. After a few seconds James could hear the water running and then the shower. He waited a few minutes with his heart pounding before slowly opening the door. He wasn't worried about being seen because their shower curtain had a dark lining. He was as quiet as he could be as he opened the bathroom closet and grabbed the stack of towels. Slowly he exited the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Then with lightning speed he raced down the stairs and put the towels into the washing machine and started the wash cycle. Then James went back to the bottom of the stairs and waited to see what would happen next.
After her shower Alana opened the shower curtain and as the cold air came in contact with her damp skin she rushed to find a towel to dry off. Alana stepped out of the shower and took the two or three steps necessary to get to the cabinet where the towels were kept. As she opened the door she could see that the cabinet was empty.
"Oh this is just great. I know I washed the towels this morning." Alana thought to herself confused.
With no other options Alana opened the bathroom door just a little and called to her son.
"James! Can you please get me a towel?" Alana shouted.
At the bottom of the stairs James smiled as he remained quiet.
"Hey! Is anyone home?!?" Alana shouted again wondering if she was alone in the house.
Finally after shouting once more Alana reasoned that her son had gone out. Faced with no other option Alana cautiously opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hall. As Alana tip toed down the hall she wasn't at all happy about dripping water everywhere. All she had to do was make it to her room where she kept a terry-cloth bath robe. Then she could go downstairs and get a towel for her hair.
At the bottom of the stairs James heard his mother's footsteps as they neared the top of the stairs. It was this exact moment that he had been waiting for. Without saying a word James rushed up the stairs. Just as he reached the top he shouted "Did you say something mom!"
As James shouted Alana froze in the hallway. There was no place to hide. She could only do her best to cover herself with her hands. Quickly she crossed her legs over and covered her exposed breasts with one arm while trying to cover her more sensitive areas with the other. As James finally reached the top of the stairs he froze also. Before him was his very beautiful and very naked mother. Neither of them spoke. They simply didn't know what to say. Alana stood their watching her son's eyes survey her body, committing every available detail to memory. Finally Alana spoke.
"Where were you?!?" Alana shouted not sure if she should be angry or embarrassed.
"I was watching T.V." James said trying not to smile.
"Well I shouted twice for you to get me a towel! Turn around right now!" Alana ordered as her cheeks became red with embarrassment.
After a few seconds passed James still hadn't turned around. He was starring at his naked mother very intently.
"I said turn around!" Alana ordered again.
"Oh....sorry mom. It's just that you're very.........pretty." James said boldly.
Alana didn't quite know what to say next. Her son was starring at her almost completely naked and the look in his eyes made her body tingle.
"Thanks baby, but you should still turn around." Alana said as her resolve softened after her son's remark.
Finally relenting James did as he was asked and turned around. Alana quickly made her way to her room and asked her son to bring her a towel from downstairs. As James was going downstairs for her towel Alana stood behind her door wondering why she couldn't shake the excited feeling her son's comment had made her feel. After a few more seconds there was a knock on Alana's door. She carefully opened her door a little and reached her hand out to get the towel. After having her hand out for a few seconds Alana peeked around the corner to see why her son hadn't handed her the towel. As she looked around the corner she saw her son standing there with a big grin on his face. Alana couldn't help but smile as she reached for the towel careful not to expose herself.
"I think that's enough for today don't you." Alana said as she closed her door.
Alana used the towel to dry off and after fixing her hair and putting on some clean clothes she sat on her bed rethinking how she reacted. Her son's comment echoed through her head as she replayed the event in her mind. James knew all to well his compliment had hit one of his mother's only weaknesses, her ego.
"He did say I was pretty." Alana chuckled to herself.
After a few more minutes of introspection Alana decided to not pay what happened any mind. She made her way down the stairs and walked into the living room where James was watching T.V. Not wanting her son to think she was a total prude Alana sat down on the couch beside her son.
"Hey, I'm sorry I shouted at you earlier. It's just that I was embarrassed." Alana said.
James looked over at his mother and smiled.
"You don't have anything to be embarrassed about mom. If I looked like you I'd walk around naked all the time." James laughed.
Alana's face again reddened. Her son's compliments were music to Alana's ears. She wouldn't admit it to anyone but Alana worked hard to keep in shape and she loved to hear that all that work wasn't in vain.
"Suuurrrreeee you would." Alana said smiling.
"Mom, in case you haven't noticed you're the pretties thing in this whole neighborhood." James said smiling.
"Thanks sweetie." Alana said blushing.
Their humorous conversation relaxed Alana a little bit. The awkwardness she'd felt earlier was all but gone. In fact, she was almost glowing from the ego swelling her son had given her. As Alana talked, unknown to her, her son's eyes kept darting down to her exposed legs. All Alana had on was a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top, and her toned legs were all her son needed to see to set him off.
"Well next time it's someone else's turn to be caught without any clothes on." Alana laughed as she turned to see what was on the T.V.
"Deal." James said placing his hand on his mother's leg.
Alana's eyes opened a little wider when she felt her son's hand on her thigh. His hand wasn't in an inappropriate place but it was a little higher up on her leg than she would've liked. Not wanting to let on that she was uncomfortable Alana decided to slide back a little deeper into the couch. Hopefully her movement would make her son remove his hand. Unfortunately as Alana moved so did her son's hand.
"Nice try." James thought to himself all too amused with his little game.
For a few moments there was silence in the house except for the T.V. Then to Alana's surprise she could feel her son's hand creeping up her leg. The movement was very slight but there was definitely movement. Alana's heart started beating faster as she debated her options. At first Alana tried clearing her throat loudly but to no avail.
"Hey, do want something to drink?" Alana asked trying to find a way out of the living room without telling her son to get his damn hand off of her leg.
"No thanks." James said with a smile.
As Alana tried to think of another excuse James wanted to see how far he could get. Slowly but surely James began lightly squeezing his mother's thigh. Alana's heart skipped a beat as she felt her son's hand, now just inches from her crotch, caressing her leg. The sensation was very pleasurable, too pleasurable as a matter of fact, as Alana could feel herself starting to get wet.
"I've got to get outta here." Alana thought to herself and her son's hand crept ever closer to her crotch.
Just as James' little finger was about a half inch from his mother's pussy Alana jumped up off the couch.
"What's wrong mom?" James asked innocently.
"Uhh.......I need to...........check the mail." Alana said not wanting to let on that anything was wrong.
After Alana left James sat on the couch contemplating how to ratchet things up a notch. After a couple of hours of thinking James had come up with nothing. Frustrated he went to sleep hoping tomorrow would come with some inspiration.
Up in her room Alana was pacing back and forth deep in thought. She though everything was fine between her son and her but the groping she'd just endured made her very worried that her son would soon be following Sam's path toward obsession. After a bit of thinking Alana decided that she had to keep a cool head and not let on that anything was amiss. If her son tried anything she had to ignore him. That way maybe he would loose interest. She could not under any circumstances do anything that might make him snap like Sam had. One thought in the back of her mind troubled Alana even more than her son. She knew how wrong it was but she actually liked it when her son was caressing her leg. She blew the whole thing off hoping it was nothing.
The next morning started off normally enough with Alana making breakfast and James sleeping until about 10:00 AM. It was Tuesday and Alana always worked in her garden on Tuesday. Although she wouldn't admit it to anyone Alana took great pride in its appearance. After making her son a plate of eggs and bacon Alana went up to her room to put on her usual gardening clothes. Alana untied the belt that held her robe together and let it fall to the floor. Ever since she could remember Alana had never worn a bra to sleep in. She really didn't need a bra period. Her breasts were by no means huge, but they were firm, perfectly round, and judging from the stares of men throughout her life, big enough. While most women would kill for bigger breasts, Alana was glad that with smaller breasts came less sagging.
"Not bad if I do say so." Alana said to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Alana opened up her dresser drawer and grabbed her gardening clothes. Her favorite consisted of a yellow sundress and a big straw hat she used to keep from getting sunburned. After slipping into the sundress Alana arranged her hair into a tight little ball on the top of her head. She then grabbed her hat and turned toward her door. After two steps a sharp pain ran up Alana's left leg. She had inadvertently slammed her toe into a huge box that she kept books that she had already read in.
"Son of a.......damn that hurt!" Alana groaned as she reached down to rub her foot.
After the pain let up a little, Alana decided not to let the same thing happen again. She decided to put the box in her closet on the top shelf so it would be out of the way. The box was quite heavy thanks to Alana being an avid reader. It was a good thing that she exercised quite often because she barely managed to lift the box over her head and onto the shelf.
"Almost didn't make it." Alana said as she breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she turned Alana heard a cracking sound. To her horror she could see that the bracket that binds the shelf to the wall was coming loose.
"Oh shit!" Alana screamed as she braced herself against the wall of her closet using her arms to hold up the shelf.
As Alana stood there she realized that she couldn't hold the shelf up forever but she didn't know what else to do short of letting the shelf fall. Then she thought about her son sleeping down the hall. Not wanting the shelf to fall and crush all the things she had on the floor of her closet she decided to call her son.
"JAMES!!! COME HERE!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!" Alana screamed.
Down the hall James was awoken by his mothers scream. Barely awake he jumped out of bed in nothing but his boxers and ran down the hall to his mother's room. Alana was relieved as she heard her bedroom door fly open.
"What are you doing?" James asked not fully appreciating the situation his mother was in.
"Hurry up and get over hear, this shelf's about to collapse and there's about a ton of books on it." Alana urgently said.
As James got closer he could clearly see the bracket screws dangling out of the wall. Just as he was about to step forward to brace the shelf for his mother James noticed the position she was in. Alana was face first against the wall of her closet unable to move without the shelf caving in. With her arms outstretched Alana's sundress was pulled up a good bit, almost enough for James to see the bottom of her ass. For a split second James focused on his mother's sexy legs and ass and he could feel his cock tenting his boxer shorts.
"Hurry up; I don't know if I can hold this thing much longer!" Alana said wandering what was taking so long.
"Just trying not to trip over all these shoes." James said expertly while arranging his cock.
James pulled his cock upwards so that the elastic band of his shorts could hold it in place. However, his cock was so big that the top four or five inches were outside his boxers completely exposed. As he stepped forward he positioned himself right behind Alana. Her legs were slightly spread as she tried to give herself a wide footing to support the weight of the shelf. He knew he had to be careful about how he proceeded so James reached up over Alana's head and just as both hands made contact with the bottom of the shelf he leaned forward with all his weight. Alana was pushed up against the wall very hard. She was so relieved that the shelf wasn't going to fall that she was momentarily unaware that her son's cock was pressed up against her ass. After the initial euphoria of the rescue had worn off Alana began to feel something hard pressed against her butt.
"That better not be..." Alana thought to herself with her dress not offering much cushion between her and her son's erection.
While she wasn't amused by her son using her helplessness for a quick thrill Alana was glad that the shelf wasn't going to collapse on her head. After catching her breath Alana decided it was time to end the awkward situation that she was in.
"Honey...can you give me a little room to squeeze by you?" Alana said.
"If I move this thing's gonna fall on us." James said as he pressed his cock against Alana's ass even harder.
"OH!...uhhhh...well we can't stay like this." Alana said astounded at the size of her son's manhood. It felt like there was a baseball bat between her cheeks.
"Hold on a sec, my foot is slipping." James said trying to find any excuse to press his cock against his mother's ass again.
Using a thrusting motion James walked his feet an inch at a time closer to his mother. Alana inhaled sharply as her son's cock was driven into her ass four hard times. James was in heaven as his mother's firm ass surrounded his cock. Alana knew she had to get out of her predicament but a part of her wasn't as eager to move as she was minutes ago. It had been two days since her husband and Sam left and her sex drive was as active as ever. The feeling of a man pushed up against her was a feeling she had missed these last two days. As long as she kept everything under control her son's little games shouldn't matter much.
"I'm gonna try and turn around. That way I can squeeze by and get the drill gun so we can put those screws back into the wall." Alana said.
James couldn't believe his ears. His mother was going to turn around. In the position they were in he would be pressed up against her face to face.
"Sounds like a plan." James said all too eager for Alana to try her plan.
Alana was all too aware of what she was doing. But it was the only way to get out of the closet without the ton of books falling on them both.
"Ok..here we go." Alana said as she tried to spin around.
With her son pushed so hard against her Alana could barely breathe let alone turn around. Faced with no other option Alana put her hands against the wall as if she were doing vertical push-ups. With all her might Alana pushed her ass backwards into her son. The move was just what James wanted as he felt his mother's ass press against his hard cock. Just as she reached the limit of her strength Alana let go and spun around a quickly as she could. Success!!!
"Well now, that wasn't so hard." Alana said with her face pressed tightly against her son's chest.
For the first couple of second James was silent as he soaked in the sensation of having Alana's chest pressed against his. There was also an unexpected aspect of their new position. The part of James' cock that was exposed over the top of his boxers was now right up against Alana's stomach.
"Uh oh." Alana thought as she felt her son's massive cock pressed up against her abdomen.
James was silent as he wondered what his mother would do or say next. There was no hiding the fact that his exposed cock was right up against her stomach. Half expecting his mother to get very angry James did the only thing he could think of, he tried to make a joke.
"You smell great." James said not knowing what else to say.
"Uh...thanks. You could use a shower though...a COLD shower." Alana said trying to make light of their situation as she looked at her son.
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds as Alana and her son stood face to face in the closet. The awkwardness of the situation did little calm James' raging hard on however.
"Oh...you mean....listen mom it's just that......" James mumbled not knowing what to say.
"No, it's ok. I know sometimes guys have...........you know......in the morning." Alana said trying to make the situation less awkward as her son's hard cock pressed into her abdomen.
After a couple more awkward seconds Alana began to squeeze by her son. Finally after a few moments of struggling she was free. She then ran downstairs to the utility closet to get a drill gun and some screws. Once she returned it didn't take long to secure the shelf.
"Thank god." James said as the last screw was tightened. He then made sure his cock was concealed by his boxers.
"Yeah, what a way to begin a morning." Alana said.
As her son stood there breathing hard from holding the shelf up Alana couldn't help but notice that he was in pretty good shape. He had a muscular chest and if he didn't eat so much his six-pack would be more defined. After a moment or two, Alana found herself still starring at her son's body.
"Calm down, he's your son." Alana thought to herself as she admired her son's body while chewing on the nail of her index finger.
James knew his mother was starring at him, and not being one to pass up an opportunity he decided to see how far he could get.
"Man that shelf was heavy." James said as he raised his arms acting like he was working the kinks out.
Alana's eyes lit up as her son lifted his arms. Alana didn't breathe for a few seconds as her son's massive cock tented his boxer shorts obscenely.
"My god..." Alana thought as she glared at her son's huge cock.
Since she'd gone a couple of days without sex Alana's sex drive was on a hair trigger. The site of her son's huge erection caused her pussy to become wet even if she didn't want it to. As soon as Alana fully realized that she was getting wet because of her son she knew she had to get him out of her room.
"Hey, I've got a lot of stuff to do today still." Alana said as she hurried her son out of the room.
James smiled as his mother scurried him out of her room. He knew he was getting to her. It was only a matter of time in his mind. Alana stood with her back against her door breathing very heavy as she replayed what had just happened in her mind.
"I can't believe I just did that. I'm like a damned dog in heat." Alana thought to herself with her head in her hands.
Finally Alana put on her hat and walked down the stairs and out the back door. As Alana was messing around in her garden she couldn't get the thoughts of her son out of her mind. She had been worried that he'd become obsessed with her but now she was worried about her own seemingly out of control sex drive. Try as she might she couldn't stop thinking about the huge bulge in her son's boxers she'd seen earlier. As Alana worked James was snooping around her room. While his mom was outside James had come up with the next step in his plan. He was going to order his mother some very sexy clothes and put a card on the box that said they were from his dad. The card would say how he was sorry for not being there on her birthday. It would also say that he'd left money for James to take her out to eat.
"Here we go." James said as he finally found the drawer where his mother kept her bras and panties.
James quickly located a yellow thong and looked for the tag so he would know what size his mother was. The whole reason for this was when he ordered her clothes he would make everything one size too small.
"36 B, I was pretty close." James thought as he checked the size of one of his mother's bras.
Outside Alana had worked up quite a sweat and was beginning to get her mind out of the gutter. As she worked her way through her garden pulling weeds and other odds and ends she could hear someone talking behind the privacy fence that separated her yard from her neighbors. She didn't pay much attention at first but as she got closer to the fence she could hear two people who were talking but not very loudly. As Alana moved closer the curiosity got the better of her. She quietly walked up to the fence and began eavesdropping a bit. She finally realized that the voices were her neighbors two son's Eric and Thomas. They were younger than her son by about five or six years so they were probably about thirteen or fourteen. As Alana listened the two boys conversation went were most boys conversations usually go and they started talking about girls. Alana listened as the boys talked about the girls at their school. Just as she was about to get back to her garden she could swear that she heard her name. As she put her ear up against the fence Alana's face turned red.
"Man I'd fuck Mrs. Scott's ass until it was raw." Thomas said.
"No shit man, I'd give a million dollars for her to suck my dick until I shot my load all over her face. Eric laughed.
Alana couldn't believe the two boys were using such language. As she listened in, the initial shock of the boy's potty mouths wore off and Alana wanted to hear more of what the two thought of her.
"Man last week I saw her in some little blue skirt bending over to get the paper outta the driveway." Eric said.
"For real, damn man I bet her ass looked good." Thomas said.
"Man the bitch had on a white thong and I came close to exploding in my shorts." Eric laughed.
Alana put her hand over her mouth because she knew the exact day he was talking about. She knew her skirt was short but she wasn't aware she was giving the neighborhood a show.
"Man, I don't know what hole I'd fuck first. You know that pussy's gotta be tight but man that ass is a perfect ten." Thomas said.
"Man I'd fuck her in the ass then make her suck my dick." Eric laughed.
As the two boys went on about their fantasies Alana noticed she was becoming very wet. After all, what woman wouldn't be turned on to hear other people's fantasies about them? After a few more minutes the boys eventually started talking about how hot Lindsay Lohan was and then it was baseball. Alana finally finished pulling all the weeds from her garden and then decided she needed a shower after sweating all afternoon. She just didn't know what she sweated more from, the sun or the neighbors' two sons talking about her. Inside the house James had just finished ordering his mother some very revealing clothes from Victoria's Secret. With overnight delivery they would arrive tomorrow. He was, however, experiencing a side effect he hadn't counted on when he went snooping in his mother's room. After digging through her underwear drawer his cock was as hard as a rock. Knowing that his mother usually spent hours in her garden James decided to relieve a little tension in his room. James slipped off his shorts and lay down on his bed with thoughts of his mother filling his head. At about the same time Alana was coming up the stairs on her way to the shower. Just as her son was thinking about what happened earlier Alana was grabbing a towel from the hanger on her bedroom door. As she made her way down the hall Alana saw that her son's door was almost closed. Innocently she peeked through the crack to see what James was doing.
"Oh god." Alana thought as she dropped her towel.
There right in front of her was her naked son lying on his bed jerking off. Alana's mouth fell open as she watched her son's hand gliding up and down on his massive cock. After what had happened earlier and then hearing what the neighbor's sons wanted to do to her Alana was as turned on as she had ever been. As her son stroked his cock Alana's right hand grabbed her left breast and squeezed tightly. James was unaware that the woman he was fantasizing about was watching him jerk off. As images of his mother flooded James' mind Alana's hand had found its way under her sundress.
"What are you doing?" Alana thought to herself as she rubbed her panty covered pussy.
"God his cock is so fucking big." Alana thought as her son began really jerking himself off.
Just as Alana's hand was about to go inside her panties James' cock erupted. Alana's eyes widened as cum shot from the head of her son's cock. Two huge globs flew from James' cock followed by more that slowly oozed down the shaft and covered his hand. James laid there for a moment breathing heavily. Alana quietly picked up her towel and tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door.
In the bathroom Alana stripped off her sweaty sundress looked at herself in the mirror. She was still breathing heavily. The muscles in her body were still tight from working in the garden and it made her already attractive figure even more so. After giving herself a chance to calm down Alana stepped out of her dress and pulled her panties down. She didn't quite know what to think about what she'd just seen.
"I can't believe I just sat there and watched my son...." Alana thought to herself.
Alana was becoming more and more aware that she was going through sexual withdrawals. After having sex every day, sometimes more than once, for two and a half weeks she had become quite accustomed to it.
"If Greg or Sam don't hurry up and get back here I'm gonna go crazy." Alana thought.
After giving herself the once over Alana ran her middle finger over her neatly trimmed bush. Every other day or so Alana would do this to judge when it was time to trim again.
"I guess it's about time again." Alana thought as she ran her fingers through the dark strip of hair above her pussy.
After starting the bathwater Alana waited a moment to let the tub fill up a bit. After a few minutes Alana stepped into the hot water and sat down. Alana sank down into the water and closed her eyes as she soaked her tired muscles. In his room James was still recovering when he heard the water running in the bathroom. With little else to do he decided to give himself another peek at his mother. Quietly, after grabbing his knife, James made his way down the hall. With all the stealth of an assassin James opened the door slightly and positioned his knife blade through the opening he had just made.
"Bingo." James thought as his mothers naked reflection appeared on the knife blade.
At that moment Alana opened her eyes and slowly sat up in the tub. James was tempted to retreat but he held his ground. Alana's wet breasts were like a magnet to her son. James swallowed hard and with his other hand he reached into his pants. Alana was unaware she had an audience as she continued with her bath time routines. She used a rag and bar of soap to make a lather that she applied to her arms then her chest.
"Jeeezus." James thought as the sight of his mother massaging her breasts made his knees grow weak and his cock spring back to life.
Alana then brought one of her long legs up out of the water and placed it on the side of the tub. Slowly she applied some kind of shaving gel to her leg and rubbed it into a foam. Then with a sort of grace Alana began to shave her legs. The sight, while normal to her, was all but intoxicating to her peeping son. James watched, hardly blinking, as he stroked his rock hard cock. Soon Alana was finished with one leg and began the whole process over with the other. While this was very exciting to James what happened next would make him all but forget about what he had just seen. After finishing her other leg Alana stood up in the bathtub. The sound of dripping water was very loud. James' breathing was becoming heavier as he saw his mother naked before him. Alana put her left leg up onto the side of the tub and grabbed the shaving gel. She applied a little to her index and middle fingers. Then she proceeded to massage the gel all over her pubic area. After working the gel into a foam she used her other hand to wipe a strip of foam away where she would leave the hair. After rinsing her hands off, Alana expertly began to shave the prickly stubble on the left side of her pussy. After a few strokes Alana wiped the area clean with a wash cloth and then used her fingers to tell if the area was sufficiently smooth. Satisfied that it was Alana began again on the right side.
"Yeah.....that's right." James mumbled as he stroked his cock faster.
With his naked mother just feet from him James was tempted to walk into the bathroom and force his mother to have sex with him but he knew he had to wait. But that didn't mean he could jerk off while he watched her shave herself. Content for now James continued jerking his cock when lady luck walked up and tapped him on the shoulder.
Alana had shaved her pussy countless times before and had gotten the act down to almost a science but tonight she happened to make a slight mistake. Her arms were still a little tired from gardening earlier and inadvertently she managed to shave a gap into the strip of hair she usually leaves above her pussy.
"Crap!" Alana exclaimed realizing her mistake.
Realizing there was nothing else to do Alana applied some more shaving gel and carefully shaved herself completely smooth. It was something that she had never done before. After she used the wash cloth to wipe off any remaining gel she couldn't resist touching herself. The area was very sensitive after being shaved for the first time and Alana shivered slightly at her own touch. A slight smile appeared on Alana's lips as she looked at her bare pussy. She hadn't seen herself like this since she was about twelve years old. Like a kid with a new toy Alana ran her middle finger up and down the smooth patch of skin just above her pussy. After a few moments Alana realized that she was very turned on.
"Ohhhhhhh....." Alana moaned as her finger came in contact with her clit.
"Is she doing what I think she's doing?" James thought as he watched his mother's hand disappear between her legs.
Alana never masturbated regularly; in fact it was a rare event. However, after the day she'd had she needed to blow off some steam. Little did she know that as she pleasured herself just feet away her son was doing the same thing.
"Ummmm...." Alana moaned as she leaned back against the wall.
Alana's eyes were closed and her legs were squeezed tightly together as her fingers explored her sensitive depths. As Alana started to really get into what she was doing the first thing that popped into her mind was all the dirty things the neighbor's two sons had said about her. Soon graphic images started forming in her mind. Things like the two boys fucking her at the same time or her on her knees sucking both their young cocks.
"Unghhhhhhhh......." Alana moaned as she fingered her dripping pussy. James watched in amazement as his mother fingered herself in the bathroom. Alana's free hand squeezed her breasts as she sexily bit her bottom lip from the sheer pleasure of what she was doing to herself. Soon without wanting to Alana started to picture her son's cock as she pleasured herself. For a moment Alana stopped what she was doing because she couldn't believe she was actually masturbating to thoughts of her son's cock. After all this time worrying about her son, she was the one who she should've been worrying about. After a few more moments Alana's sex drive was calling to her again. Knowing her rational mind couldn't win, she slowly began fingering herself again.
"Ohhhhh.....ummmmmmmmmm..." Alana groaned through gritted teeth.
The sheer fact that Alana was thinking about her own son was exciting her like nothing else. Soon she started to imagine what it would be like to be fucked by her son's huge cock. As Alana thought about her son's cock sliding in and out of her pussy she could feel her orgasm building.
"Oh fuck...oh fuck...." Alana quietly moaned.
Alana's wet hair dangled in front of her face as she clinched her teeth tightly together. It was the most erotic thing James had ever seen. He watched intently as his mother's body began to shake. After a few moments Alana's mouth opened and she looked as if she was screaming but no sound was coming out. At that exact moment James' cock erupted.
"Goddamn......shit......shit...oh shit!" James moaned quietly as his cock sprayed cum all over the bathroom door.
Both mother and son were drained as they stood there breathing heavily. Alana removed her middle finger from her quivering pussy and tried to catch her breath.
"I can't believe I just did that......" Alana thought as she stood there on weak legs.
Alana didn't quite know what to think about what she'd just done. After about five minutes Alana closed the shower curtain and rinsed herself off.
"What mother masturbates thinking of her own son?" Alana asked herself.
James did his best to clean up his mess with his shirt and finally made his way back to his room to catch his breath. Alana finished up her shower and stepped out of the tub and began drying herself off.
"I couldn't help it. God, what is wrong with me?" Alana thought to herself as she wrapped a towel around herself.
Alana finally opened the door and started to make her way to her room. As she passed her son's room she looked inside. As she did she made eye contact with her son, who was sitting on his bed. James smiled at the sight of his mother, still soaking wet, in nothing but a towel. His expression caused Alana to stop.
"What?" Alana asked.
"Oh nothing." James replied still smiling.
Alana couldn't help but start smiling herself. She knew what her son was smiling about but strangely enough she wasn't getting mad like she knew she should be.
"You're incorrigible." Alana said as she walked to her room.
"And you look hot in a towel." James said with a big grin on his face.
Alana's face turned red at her son's compliment. She didn't quite know what to say but all of a sudden she felt very sexy standing there in nothing but her towel.
"Suuuure." Alana said sarcastically.
"I'm serious. You look great. All I need now is for you to have a wardrobe malfunction." James said laughing.
"Well I'd better go before my head gets any bigger." Alana said as she turned and started down the hallway with her ego very inflated by her son's comments.
As Alana walked to room she noticed a slight tingle between her legs. The fact that it was because of her son's comments made her a little uneasy but that feeling quickly passed. In her room Alana began drying her hair and putting on some clothes for a quiet evening at home. Even after she'd gotten herself off Alana was still very turned on, thanks to her son's remarks, and try as she might she couldn't shake the images of her son's cock from her mind. Alana opened her underwear drawer and pulled out a black satin thong. As she slid into the thong the smooth satin came in contact with Alana's freshly shaven pussy.
"HELLO!!!" Alana exclaimed as a shiver ran down her spine.
As she moved around her room putting on her clothes and fixing her hair every once in a while the material of her thong would rub against her smooth pussy. The sensation it caused was new to Alana and she liked it. The only bad thing was the sensations weren't doing anything but making her more excited.
"Now I know why all the young girls shave." Alana thought to herself.
After slipping on her favorite "being lazy" clothes Alana took a deep breath to calm herself. Maybe some T.V. would take the edge off of her libido.
Down in the living room James was watching T.V. trying to recover from earlier. As he watched he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned to look and made eye contact with his mother. Alana wasn't dressed particularly sexy or anything, just a tank top and some cotton shorts, but James' eyes quickly darted between her chest and her eyes. Alana swallowed hard as she notices her son's stares. James was long past trying to cover up his actions. It was full speed ahead as far as he was concerned. Eager to break the tension in the room Alana spoke.
"What's on T.V.?" Alana asked.
"Nothing." James said still starring at his mother's chest.
Alana didn't quite know how to react to her son's stares. Part of her knew she should tell him to stop but the dominant half liked the attention.
"Why don't you go get us some DVD's to watch?" Alana asked as her heart started to beat faster.
"Like what?" James asked still not making eye contact.
Alana was becoming very turned on as her son starred at her chest and she knew she shouldn't, but her sex drive was starting to take over. Even thought this man was her son the line Alana had fought so hard to uphold was becoming blurred. She kept telling herself that a little innocent fun wouldn't hurt anything. Not believing she was actually doing it Alana leaned over the back of the couch knowing that in that position her son would be treated to a great view of her cleavage. Alana's heart was literally about to jump out of her chest she was so excited by her taboo act. She knew she was playing with fire but the excitement she was feeling was driving her crazy. As Alana bent over James' eyes opened wide. He knew his mother was starting to weaken but this was a breakthrough. As he stared at his mother's chest a bulge began to form in his pants.
"Oh I don't know, a comedy would be fine with me. Then you could get whatever you wanted." Alana said as she flung her hair over to one side.
Alana's heart was racing now and the adrenaline had her more out of control than she would've liked. Alana noticed that her son was blushing. Just knowing that she had her son excited caused Alana to push it just a bit further.
"What's the matter?" Alana asked as she leaned farther forward and arched her back to make her chest stick further out.
James' eyes got wider and for a moment he couldn't speak. Finally he came back to his senses and smiled.
"Nothing at all, I'll be back in just a few minutes." James said standing up.
As he stood Alana's eyes caught a glimpse of the bulge in her son's pants. This time she was the one who blushed. James was so quick to go get his mother some movies to watch he didn't notice she was starring at his crotch. It wouldn't have mattered anyway because James had an idea he was dying to try. Just how far could he push his mom now that she seemed to cracking a bit. As her son left to go to the movie rental Alana sat on the couch rethinking what she'd just done. Where before she would've chastised herself for what she'd done now she was justifying her actions to herself.
"If I want to have a little fun so what. It's not like I did anything wrong." Alana thought to herself.
If she wanted to use her son for a little bit of excitement until her husband came home so what. It's just a little harmless flirting. It's not like she was going to fuck him or anything. Alana kept telling herself that she was in control. As long as she didn't let her little game get out of control there was no harm in it. Little did she know that her son's only thoughts were of how to make her lose control. At the video store James picked out a cheesy comedy for his mother then he went searching for something a little more unique. He wanted to find a soft core movie like the kind he'd seen on Cinemax or Showtime. The movies weren't graphic enough to be called porn and they had somewhat of a plot. Also they were slow to get going, sometimes building for an hour or so before the sex scenes. The perfect type of movie to get his mother all revved up so he could see how far she would go. After about thirty minutes Alana heard her son pulling up in the driveway.
"What did you get?" Alana asked smiling as her son came through the door.
"Uh......I got a comedy and some other movie everyone said was good." James said.
"I hope the comedy is funny." Alana said as she patted the couch where she wanted her son to sit.
James clumsily made his way over to the couch after he put the DVD in the player. Alana was sitting on the far end of the couch and she wanted James to sit right in the middle. James sat down and looked over at Alana who was smiling. James smiled back a little shocked that his mother seemed to be playing right into his hands. After a few minutes Alana was getting into the movie and hadn't done anything. James was becoming frustrated at his mother's lack of action.
"Are you comfortable all scrunched up like that?" James asked.
Alana shrugged her shoulders like she didn't mind. James wasn't about to take no for an answer so he reached over and grabbed his mother's legs and pulled them across his lap.
"There, that's better now isn't it?" He asked.
Alana was a little surprised that her son would be so bold but she didn't see any harm in what he'd done. As the movie played James couldn't resist touching his mother's legs. At a particularly funny part as they both laughed James put a hand on his mother's knee. Alana acted as if she wasn't aware of her son's hand but she suddenly realized that maybe she was in over her head. She thought she could keep their little game at innuendo's and teasing but her son had quickly upped the ante. James loved how warm and smooth Alana's legs were. As he caressed his mother's leg his cock began to stir. Alana took a deep breath as her son gently squeezed her leg right above her knee but she kept perfectly still. As the movie went on James was very careful about keeping his movements under the radar, or so he thought. With every squeeze, and every inch her son's hand moved up her leg Alana's heart would skip a beat. It was so wrong but it felt so good.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Alana thought to herself nervously.
Partly she wanted her son to stop because what he was doing was wrong but also because it felt so good she almost didn't want him to stop. After a few more minutes Alana was starting to get very nervous. Her son's hand was slowly but surely inching up her thigh and she didn't know how to or even if she wanted him to stop.
"Are you cold?" James asked noticing that his mother's leg would shake every couple seconds.
"Um.......I'm...ok I guess." Alana managed to say.
Alana had by now become very wet and the hormones running through her body had every inch of her skin dying to be touched. She was teetering on the edge of control. It'd been almost three days since this oversexed housewife had had sex and her body was fighting with her mind for control.
As James sat there rubbing his mother's leg he remembered that his dad had told him that Alana loved to have her feet massaged. James debated the blatant move for a few minutes before deciding to turn up the heat. Slowly, James let his left hand glide down his mother's leg until he had grabbed one of her feet. Alana bit her lip as her son rubbed her foot lovingly.
"You've got nice feet." James said smiling at his mother in the dimly lit room.
"No I don't, but thanks anyway." Alana said still not sure of her situation.
"Yeah you do, they're small and perfect." James said as he used his thumb to massage the arch of his mother's foot. The sensation of her son's hand on her thigh and him rubbing her feet made caused Alana to start to get really turned on. She knew she shouldn't be but she was enjoying her son's loving treatment.
James knew he was getting to his mother. In fact he wanted to see how far he could push his luck. Quickly before she could say anything James lifted his mother's foot and kissed the top of it.
"What are you doing?" Alana asked shocked.
"It comes with the massage." James said smiling.
"Oh....ok." Alana said still surprised by her son's move.
After a few more minutes of massaging his mother's feet James again turned his attention to her thigh. Slowly but surely James began to move his hand higher up on his mother's leg. Alana didn't know what to do. What her son was doing felt so good that she didn't know if she could stop him.
"Oh...........god." Alana moaned to herself as her son's hand moved even higher up her thigh.
James was at a crossroad of sorts. If he moved his hand up more and touched his mother's pussy she could do two things. She could scream and the shit would hit the fan. In that scenario he would have to pull the blackmail card. However, if she did nothing, that meant that she either liked what he was doing or was too scared to stop him. Alana on the other hand was about to scream she was so turned on. If he moved his hand any higher she didn't know what she would do.
"Here goes nothing." James thought as his hand crept upward.
Then, as the movie played, it happened. Alana closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Her son's hand had come to rest right up against her swollen pussy. The contact was electric for Alana. The mother in her wanted to slap her son but the woman in her wanted more. A shiver ran down her spine.
"Oooooohhhhhhh....."Alana moaned hoping the volume on the T.V. was enough to drown her out.
James' heart was beating so hard he didn't know if he could take much more. The thing that really set him off was that he could tell his mother's shorts were damp. She really did like what he was doing. He had to play it cool though, he wasn't out of the woods yet. James gently squeezed Alana's leg and could feel her tense up. After a few more caresses Alana still hadn't acknowledged his actions. James took it as a sign to keep going.
"Ummmmmm......" Alana moaned quietly.
The reason Alana hadn't let on that she was aware of what her son was doing was because she didn't have any idea how to stop him without slapping him. Which she was almost certain would set him off. She could only hope that the movie would hurry up and end. The outer edge of James' hand was rubbing right up against his mother's pussy. He knew there was no way she didn't feel what he was doing but he kept himself under control. After a few minutes of her son rubbing her pussy Alana was almost shaking. The muscles of her inner thighs were squeezing her son's hand uncontrollably. It was all she could do to keep from screaming. James couldn't bring himself to look over at his mother as his hand rubbed up against her pussy. The heat from between Alana's legs was almost as intense and his heart beat.
"Oh............fuck......god please make him stop..." Alana thought to herself as she was about to cum.
The side of her son's hand was rubbing directly against Alana's clit and the fire building between her legs was now almost an inferno. Alana's fingers were squeezed together so tight she thought they might break.
Just as Alana was starting to feel her pussy spasm involuntarily: RIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!
The phone caught them both by surprise. Alana quickly jumped up and went to get the phone. James sat there still in a daze cursing his luck. As Alana got to the phone she took a second to compose herself. After a few quick breaths she picked up the phone.
"Thank god." Alana thought to herself still shaking.
"Hello?" Alana said still breathing heavy.
"Hey baby, just thought I'd check in. Have you been exercising or something, you sound out of breath?" Greg replied.
"Hey sweetie, we're doing fine. I was just.....I mean yeah." Alana said completely surprised at hearing her husband's voice.
"I just wanted to call you to let you know everything's fine here and I'll see you Saturday.
"Well, I gotta go. Tell James hello for me. Love you." Greg said.
"I love you too." Alana said as she hung up the phone.
As Alana stood by the phone she realized that the sound of her husband's voice had calmed her down quite a bit. Now that she was thinking clearly Alana knew she had to get to her room. As quietly as she could Alana made her way to the stairs.
"Hey! I thought we were going to watch the movie. Who was on the phone?" James said as he saw his mom going up the stairs.
"It was your father, maybe tomorrow, I'm really sleepy." Alana said not even looking at her son.
"Fuck." James thought to himself knowing that his fun was over for the night.
In her room Alana tossed and turned as she thought about what had happened. She was disgusted with herself that part of her wished that her husband wouldn't have called when he did.
"God I'm acting like a fucking whore." Alana thought to herself.
It was all she could do just to keep herself from fingering her pussy until she came. She was just afraid of what would pop into her head as she did it.
The next morning Alana awoke groggy and generally out of it thanks to a sleepless night. After slipping on her house coat Alana made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She deliberately avoided looking towards her son's room afraid of what she might see. Alana reached the bathroom door and walked in with her eyes still half shut because of the crud in them. As she entered Alana was surprised by what she saw. There in front of her was her son James completely naked with his head and arms inside the towel closet.
"Oh for god's sake." Alana said as she couldn't help but look at her son's exposed cock.
"Jeez mom! Can't you knock before you barge in?" James said startled by the sound of his mother's voice.
Alana was so tired, both physically and mentally, that she made no effort to turn away. She simply walked over to the sink and began to brush her teeth. James was genuinely surprised that his mother had barged in on him but he didn't mind. In fact, he found the situation kind of funny. Regardless he decided to have a little bit of fun. As Alana brushed her teeth James walked up beside her and stood with his hands on his hips.
"Where is my towel?" James asked.
Alana tried to avert her eyes but the mirror in front of the sink gave her an eyeful of her son's naked body. The sight of her son's dangling cock started getting to Alana and she knew she had to get things under control.
"I don't know, just please, cover yourself up." Alana said.
"Hey, you're the one who came in uninvited." James said smiling.
"Very funny, now get a towel or something on for god's sake. You shouldn't be naked in front of your mother." Alana said after she rinsed.
"I tried to find a towel but the only ones clean are your girly pink flower towels and I'm not using one of those." James said.
Alana reached into the cabinet and grabbed the first towel her hand came in contact with. "Here." Alana said as she threw the towel to her son.
James grabbed the towel and unfolded it. In her haste Alana had grabbed a hand towel. It was about half the size of a bath towel. James grinned and wrapped the towel around his waist. The towel was so short that half of his cock was still exposed.
"Thanks mom." James said sarcastically.
Alana couldn't help but laugh at the situation. After a few good chuckles she reached back into the cabinet and grabbed a pink towel and threw it to her son.
"Not a word. Just put it on and let me finish cleaning up." Alana said.
James reluctantly put the towel on and went to his room. Alana washed her face and put her hair up into a pony tail before going downstairs to make breakfast. As she went about her business making some food Alana started to remember what happened last night. She could hardly believe she let her son do what he did. Still, this morning everything seemed alright between them. Even seeing her son naked wasn't as jarring as it could've been. On the bright side, as far as things got, technically nothing happened that was so bad she should lose sleep over. As she made breakfast Alana was so lost in thought that she didn't here her son walk up behind her.
"Happy birthday beautiful." James said as he wrapped his arms around his mother. Alana was taken by surprise by her son's sneak attack. She decided to play it cool though, he wasn't doing anything wrong.
"Thank you honey." Alana said waiting for her son to release her.
"How come you always smell so good?" James asked as he put his chin on Alana's shoulder.
"Because I'm made of sugar and spice." Alana joked.
After a few more second James was still holding on tight to his mother. He was tempted to kiss her on the neck but he didn't know if he should push his luck so early in the morning.
"Can I finish making breakfast now?" Alana asked.
"I guess so." James said as he let go of his mother.
Right as her son was letting go of her Alana was shocked as she felt him kiss her on her neck right under her ear. A tingle ran down her spine causing Alana's mouth to open slightly. Not sure what to say Alana just continued making their food. Finally dragging himself away from his mother James made his way to the living room. Just as he turned the corner James heard a knock on the door. James walked into the living room and looked out the peep hole on the front door. He smiled as he saw the UPS man standing there. After opening the door and exchanging pleasantries with the man James closed the door and ran back up to his room. There was no need to open the package because he knew what was in it. The only thing left to do was attach the fake birthday card he had made out yesterday. The card took a little time to make as James had to write it pretending he was his father. The card said that Greg was sorry about missing Alana's birthday so he bought her some clothes to wear when James took her out to dinner with the money that was with the card.
"That outta do it." James said as he put a one hundred dollar bill inside the card.
Then quickly James ran back downstairs and put the package on the front porch. About this time Alana was setting the table for breakfast. As she turned to get the milk from the refrigerator a sharp pain coursed through Alana's neck.
"Owwwww!!!!!" Alana groaned as she rubbed her neck.
Last night with all the tossing and turning Alana inadvertently fell asleep with her head turned too far to one side. The result had just presented itself to her. Alana walked to the living room to tell her son that the food was ready. As she walked up to the couch Alana couldn't resist resting for just a second. Alana sat on the opposite end of the couch from her son who was watching T.V. James looked over at his mother who was obviously in pain.
"What's wrong?" James asked.
"My neck is killing me. I think I slept with my head turned last night." Alana said rubbing her neck.
James hopped up off the couch and walked up behind where Alana was sitting.
"What are you doing?" Alana asked as she looked up at her son.
"Helping you with your neck, now sit still." James said smiling.
Alana turned back around as James leaned forward over the back of the couch. From his vantage point he could clearly see down Alana's house coat. As she breathed Alana's breast rose and fell in an almost intoxicating rhythm. Finally snapping out of his daze James put his hands on his mother's shoulders and started to massage her sore muscles.
"God that feels good." Alana said.
After a few minutes James' hands began to move down little by little, a fact that Alana was all too aware of.
"Oh great here we go again." Alana thought to herself.
She let him continue because his massage felt so good, and besides, she could stop him at any time. James' heart was beginning to beat faster as his hands inched downward towards his mother's breasts. Just as he felt his fingers came in contact with the top swells of his mother's breasts Alana tensed up slightly. After a few seconds James continued. After James had touched the top of Alana's breasts a couple of times and she didn't say anything he became bolder. Alana for her part saw what her son was doing as a win win situation. He got a cheap thrill and she got one heck of a good massage. About ten minutes went by before Alana leaned forward.
"Thanks, but I think I've had enough." Alana said.
"Suit yourself." James said a little bummed that his fun was over.
After a few minutes of awkward silence James decided to tell his mother about the package at the front door. He was very anxious to see his mother try on the outfit he'd carefully picked out for her.
"Hey I think I heard someone knock on the door." James said.
"Really? I better see who it is. God I don't want to talk to anyone right now." Alana said as she walked to the front door.
James waited patiently as his mother opened the door and examined the package. When Alana came back into the living room she had a very big smile on her face. James breathed a sigh of relief. At least his mother seemed to think there was nothing funny about the package.
"What's that?" James asked.
"I don't know, but it's from your father." Alana said as she read the card.
"Well don't just stare at it, open it." James said.
"Ok ok." Alana said all too eager to see what her husband had gotten for her.
James starred intently as his mother opened the package. He could hardly restrain himself as his mother removed the packing paper. Finally his patience was rewarded as Alana's faced lit up.
"Isn't it gorgeous?!?" Alana asked as she held up a black satin dress.
"Yeah, I bet the cost an arm and a leg." James said happy that his mother seemed to like the dress.
"What else is in there?" James asked.
Alana put the dress aside and reached back into the box and after a few seconds she pulled out a pair of glossy black high heels. They were a little different than the type of heels Alana usually wore. They were elevated about two inches. Alana starred at the shoes wondering what in the world her husband was thinking when he ordered them.
"Those are niiiiiiiiice!" James said.
"You would think so." Alana said not at all surprised that her son liked the heels.
"Well what else is in there?" James urged.
Alana put the heels aside and did some more digging. James noticed his mother's face turn beet red as she looked inside the box. He knew she must've found the thong he picked out for her. It was a black thong with a sheer front. You could see right through it if it wasn't for the little red heart embroidered right in the middle. Alana was a little shocked at the underwear her husband had picked out.
"Maybe I should've opened this in my room." Alana thought to herself as her son looked on.
"Well?" James asked.
"Uh........I think that's it." Alana said.
"C'mon mom, what are you hiding?" James said as he snatched the box from Alana.
"Hey! Give that back!" Alana yelled.
James reached into the box and pulled out the thong and dangled it from his index finger.
"Well helllllllo, what have we here?" James said smiling.
"That's for your father and me. Now give me my underwear or do you need some new panties?" Alana said as she grabbed the box and the thong from her son.
"Calm down mom, I was just teasing." James said still with a slight smirk.
"Hey mom, it says I'm supposed to take you out for dinner tonight." James said smiling as he picked up the card that had fell on the floor.
"I don't know. Maybe I should wait until your father comes home." Alana said not thrilled with the idea.
"Awww mom, dad wanted you to go out and have a good time for your birthday. The dinner reservations are already made. Don't make me call him." James bluffed.
"I'll think about it." Alana said as she picked up her package and went up the stairs.
James was thrilled that his mother seemed to think the package was from his dad. His plan was going along quite nicely. Tonight he would take his mother out for dinner and get her a little drunk to loosen her up a bit. Then he would take his plan to the next level by using the alcohol as an excuse to be a little more daring with his mother. If last night was any indication tonight after a few drinks his mother should be ripe for the pickings. Upstairs Alana was trying on her new clothes. Alana took off her housecoat and slipped the panties on before taking a moment to look at herself in the mirror. The panties were very small and considering Alana's usual attire that was saying a lot. The front of the panties dipped so low that if she wasn't completely shaved her pubic strip would be visible. As she stood there with nothing on but the black thong Alana blushed. The little red heart made the reflection in the mirror very erotic to Alana's eye. After a few seconds she slipped the dress on over her head. As she pulled the bottom of the dress over her shapely rear end Alana noticed that the dress was very tight also. In fact, after she got the dress on and looked at her self in the mirror, Alana was slightly thankful that the thong was so small. The material of the dress clung so tightly to her skin that Alana was hesitant to be seen in public in it. As she surveyed herself in the mirror there was one undeniable fact though, Alana was a very beautiful woman, and she knew it.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Alana thought to herself as she slipped on the high heels.
Alana turned around and looked at her backside in the mirror. The heels had her standing almost on her toes, and this in turn, made the muscles in her legs and ass tighten. As Alana debated even going out of the house in the dress she wondered why on earth Greg would order such a dress for her to go to dinner with her son.
"I bet he ordered the dress before he knew he'd miss my birthday." Alana reasoned.
Alana debated going out to dinner with her son but finally decided that she should go out and enjoy herself. Her husband went to a lot of trouble to set this evening up and she would feel awful if she ruined all his hard work. The only thing that bothered Alana was having to keep her son under control. She had to be very careful. At least she was feeling like herself and not all worked up like the night before. Alana walked down the stairs to tell her son that she would go out like her husband wanted her to do for her birthday.
"And wear something nice." Alana said after tell her son she would go to dinner.
"Yeah, I need to look as good as my date." James said excited at the news.
They both went their separate ways for the rest of the afternoon, both getting ready for their night out on the town. As Alana took her time getting ready James decided to make a quick trip to the mall to get something to wear. As he walked around he bumped into a few friends. They exchanged pleasantries and a couple people asked if he and Sam would be coming to the party tonight on the lake. James explained that Sam was out of town and that tonight he was taking his mother out for dinner because it was her birthday. After James had finished his shopping he made his way back to his car. On his way home James starting thinking about the party all his friends were going to. He'd been to a bunch of parties on the lake and they were some fun times but he had bigger fish to fry. About five miles from his house James saw the old liquor store where he and his friends got all their alcohol. Just as he was about to pass the store a light bulb went off in his head. He quickly whipped his car into the parking lot. His ideas was to buy some vodka and Everclear for a before dinner toast with his mom. The vodka was for him while the Everclear was for Alana. His mother liked vodka and cranberry juice so it couldn't be that difficult to get her to have a drink with him. The thing was that Everclear was so strong that after a couple drinks his light drinker of a mother would be nice and loose.
Later that night Alana had just gotten done with her shower and now she was in her room getting ready for her birthday night out with her son. As the day had gone on Alana had relaxed a lot and she was even looking forward to the date with her son. As she let her towel drop to her feet Alana looked at herself in the mirror. A swell of pride washed over her as she looked her toned body over. Alana slipped on the slightly inappropriate thong she thought her husband had gotten her before again looking herself over in the mirror.
"UmmHmmm....baby got back." Alana laughed as she looked at her ass in the mirror.
Alana then sat down at her makeup table. She applied some dark eyeliner to match her black dress. A liberal amount of eye shadow was followed by some glitter lip gloss that she'd never worn before. Alana never liked bright red lip stick and Greg had told her that the natural tone of her lips was sexier. Alana slipped on her dress and began the long process of curling her hair. After about an hour Alana had her hair arranged into an elegant tangle on the top of her head. As she looked at herself in the mirror she thought something was missing. After putting on some silver dangling earrings she put on a black choker to top off her already killer outfit. After slipping on her heels and grabbing her pocket book Alana was ready to go.
James had been ready for hours. He was wearing a white button dress shirt with black slacks and shoes. He paced back and forth waiting on his mother to come down so he could get her to have a drink before dinner. While he paced he didn't notice his mother until she was halfway down the stairs. As he turned James' mouth fell open in awe. Alana stopped and smiled. Her son's reaction had made all her hard work worth it.
"Well?" Alana asked.
"Mom....you look gorgeous." James said.
"Awwww.....thanks honey, you look pretty good yourself." Alana said as she walked into the living room.
"Geez mom, you'll be the prettiest thing no matter where we go." James said still in shock.
All the compliments started to make Alana's head swell a little but that was fine with her. After a few more moments of starring at his mother James finally remembered his plan.
"Hey mom, we should have a drink before dinner. It is your birthday after all." James said walking to the kitchen.
"I guess one drink wouldn't hurt. But you better not drink too much, you've got to drive." Alana said as she sat down on the couch.
"Don't worry mom, I'm Mr. Responsible." James said as he went about making the drinks.
He grabbed two glasses from the cabinet and put about a shot of vodka in one of them. In the other he liberally poured about two shots of Everclear. Afterwards he filled both the glasses the rest of the way up with cranberry juice. James then quickly took a small sip of his mother's drink to make sure it wasn't overly strong.
"Just right." James thought to himself.
"Here we go." James said as he made his way into the living room.
"Thanks." Alana said as she took a glass from her son.
"Here's to the most beautiful mom in the world." James said raising his glass.
Alana smiled and after touching glasses she took a sip of her drink. After a few tense seconds Alana continued to drink her drink as her son talked. James for his part was grateful that his mother didn't seem to think anything was funny about her drink. The two talked for a while as James waited for his mother to finish her drink. After about ten minutes Alana had finished her drink and James could tell she was ready to go.
"I think I need one more." James said as he finished his drink.
"What time are the reservations?" Alana asked worried about the time.
"We've got plenty of time. Enjoy your birthday and quit worrying." James said as he grabbed his mother's glass.
In the kitchen James fixed his mother another drink this time adding even a little bit more alcohol. He poured himself just a glass of cranberry juice. He then made his way back to the living room and handed his mother her glass. Alana began to sip on her second drink not feeling the effects yet because she was sitting down. After a few more minutes Alana finished her second drink.
"I guess we'd better get going." James said knowing that now his mother should be very buzzed.
"Yeah, I'm starved." Alana said standing up.
As she stood up Alana felt light headed. After a couple seconds she regained her balance and thought that once she got some food on her stomach she would be alright. As they walked to the car James just starred at his mother's ass as she walked. The satin dress clung tightly to Alana's ass and left very little to the imagination. When they neared the car James ran ahead and opened the door for his mother
"Thanks sweetheart." Alana said as she got into the car.
As Alana sat down into the seat the already short dress slid even higher up her legs almost revealing her panties. Alana quickly pulled down on her dress before looking up at her son.
"Ooops." Alana thought to herself.
"No prob mom." James said smiling.
As they drove Alana kept noticing her son starring at her legs. Alana was starting to feel excited about her night out and with the alcohol numbing her senses Alana didn't see any harm in teasing her son a bit. Nothing crazy, just a little reward for taking her out. Alana slowly crossed her legs and she smiled as her son's gaze drifted from the road to her legs.
"You better watch where you're going sport." Alana said smiling at her son's predicament.
"I can't help it. You look incredible." James said doing all he could to inflate his mom's ego.
Alana smiled at the compliment and the two chatted on the way to the restaurant. About twenty minutes later they arrived at their destination. They walked in and were quickly seated at their table.
"Man this place is nice, huh?" James said.
"Yeah, who knew your father had such good taste?" Alana said as she surveyed her surroundings.
James smiled as he looked at his beautiful mother sitting across the table from him. Alana sipped her water and looked around for a few minutes before becoming aware that her son was starring at her.
"What are you looking at? Do I have something in my teeth?" Alana asked.
"I'm looking at the most beautiful woman in the world." James said hamming it up.
Alana blushed upon hearing her son's compliment. Little by little her mental barrier was starting to crack.
"Thank you sweetie." Alana said.
Finally the waiter came and took their orders and shortly there after brought them their drinks. Alana ordered some champagne and James got sparkling spring water. As they talked Alana finished off her first glass of champagne and James quickly ordered her another. James knew his mother wasn't much of a drinker so a couple more glasses would have her all over the place. The restaurant was a very nice one with elaborate decorations and a live violinist who played as the diners enjoyed their meals. Alana couldn't stop looking around at all the different pictures and decorations all over the walls. As she looked she drank another glass of champagne as James sipped his water.
"This place is unbelievable." Alana said.
"Yeah, it sure is." James said looking deep into his mother's eyes.
After a few minutes Alana said she had to go to the bathroom before their food arrived. As she walked to the bathroom Alana realized that she was now pretty drunk. In the bathroom she decided that she wouldn't drink anymore tonight. At the table James was debating his options. He was running out of time and if he didn't do something tonight with his mother there was no guarantee that she wouldn't just shut him out for the last day before his dad got home. As James debated his options the waiter brought their food out. Just as the waiter had finished putting their food on the table Alana came back from the bathroom.
"This smells goooooood." Alana said smiling.
As the two ate Alana began to get thirsty. When the waiter came back around Alana asked for some water. James heard his mother ask for water and knew she must be almost drunk if she's asking for just water.
"Water? It's her birthday. She'll have champagne." James said smiling at the waiter.
Alana just smiled thinking that her son really wanted her to enjoy her birthday dinner. As the two finished their meals James noticed that his mother had almost drank all of her glass of champagne. He smiled as he noticed his mother was very red in the face. He knew he must be drunk by now but she wasn't showing it. Since he couldn't tell if his mother was feeling anything he decided to see if he couldn't get he blood pumping a little bit. There was a dance floor in the middle of the restaurant where people could slow dance to the music of the violin player.
"Can I have this dance?" James asked as he stood up.
Alana smiled as she stood up. She thought it was very sweet of her son to dance with her. As they reached the dance floor James took Alana's hand in his and they began to dance. Alana put her head on her son's shoulder as they danced. It had been a wonderful evening so far and she was having a great time. As the dance went on Alana started to feel slightly warm. Like someone had turned off the air conditioning. Before long Alana's head felt like it was floating.
"I tink I've had too much to drink." Alana said with slightly slurred speech.
"You'll be just fine. One more dance then we can go." James said.
James was waiting for his mom to say something like she'd just said. He now knew that she wasn't fully in control anymore. It was time to see just how far he could push his game.
"Go all the way or go home." James said to himself as they started the second dance.
The slow movement of the dance made Alana almost too dizzy to stand but she was having a wonderful time thanks to the alcohol. As the dance wore on Alana felt her son's hand slowly slide down from her lower back to her ass. In her fogged mind Alana was barely aware of the movement but she knew something wasn't right.
"You better behave yourself." Alana said as she danced.
"What, oh sorry mom." James replied smiling.
"It's ok, just remember that I'm your mother." Alana said smiling.
After a few more minutes Alana felt her son's other hand on her ass. Alana rolled her eyes at her son's blatant attempt but as long as he doesn't do anything else what's the harm, Alana thought to herself. The alcohol had Alana very comfortable with herself and she actually started to like the feeling of her son's hands on her ass. Once James realized that his mother wasn't going to freak out he knew he was on to something. As they danced James started to caress his mother ass. Gently he squeezed one cheek then the other. Alana's ass was both soft and firm as James kneaded the fleshy globes.
"That feels good. But you know you shouldn't be doing that." Alana said as she looked at her son through glazed eyes.
"If it feels good then why stop?" James said.
"Because I'm your mother honey." Alana said.
As James groped his mother's ass his cock began to stir. He took the opportunity to grind his hips into his mother. Alana felt her son's cock pressed into her stomach but she didn't see any harm in it. In fact in her fogged mind she really didn't mind anything. All she knew was that what her son was doing felt good and that was enough. As they danced James continued squeezing his mother's ass and grinding his hard cock against her. Alana took her head off her son's shoulder and looked at her son. He was very handsome, and such a nice boy for taking her out to eat. Without realizing what she was doing Alana lightly kissed her son on the lips.
"Thanks sweetie, tonight is just wonderful." Alana said as she starred at her son.
"I'm just getting warmed up beautiful." James said still surprised at his mother's kiss.
Knowing it was time, James quickly he led Alana off the dance floor and paid the check.
"Well I guess we should be getting home." James said as he led his mother out the door.
Alana could barely stand now and all she did was giggle every other second. James was thrilled that his mother was this fucked up but he hoped she be able to make it to the car. James had to almost carry his mother the last few feet to the car. After setting her down in her seat James got in and drove as fast as he dared on the way home. As they drove, James looked over at his mother who was just starring out the window. What caught his eye, however, was the way his mother was sitting. On the way to the restaurant Alana had her legs closed very tightly but now, in her altered state, she had her legs spread wide open.
"Still with me over there?" James asked.
"Oh.....yeah baby....the lights sure are pretty at night." Alana said in a trance like state.
James put his hand on his mother's thigh almost shaking from his excitement. After a few seconds he noticed that his mother hadn't even moved. With more daring James moved his hand up his mother's thigh. Alana still hadn't said anything, so after taking a deep breath, James moved his hand under his mother's dress. As his hand came in contact with his mother's panties Alana turned and looked at her son. James froze; maybe he'd gone too far.
"You're a naughty boy baby, you shouldn't touch your mother like that." Alana said as her head swayed from side to side.
"No I'm not mom, I'm just trying to make you feel good. It does feel good doesn't it?" James said as his thumb rubbed his mother's pussy through the thin material of her panties.
"Ohhhhh...ummmmm yeah it does feel good." Alana said as her head leaned back on the seat.
Alana was starting to drift in and out of reality. She knew where she was but she didn't think what her son was doing was in any way wrong. As far as she was concerned if it felt good then it was alright. For the rest of the trip home James rubbed his mother's pussy and squeezed her thigh. The only reason he didn't do anything else was because he was afraid he would cum in his pants. As they pulled into the drive way James turned off the car and carried his mother up the steps. As he fumbled with the keys to unlock the door James noticed his mother was starring at him.
"What is it?" James asked.
"You're so handsome." Alana giggled.
James stood his mother up as straight as he could. Then he pulled the hair clip from her head causing her hair to fall down to its full length. For a moment James looked at his very beautiful mother then he pressed his lips against hers in an electric kiss. Alana offered no resistance as her son's tongue entered her mouth. In Alana's mind she was just kissing her son on the cheek for being such a good date but in reality she was making out with her son. James breathed heavily as his mother soft smooth lips pressed against his. Finally he broke the kiss. After a few more seconds he had the door open and was leading his mother into the living room. James led his mother over to the couch. After helping his mother sit down James began taking his shirt off. Alana sat there starring at her son as his shirt came off to reveal his muscular chest. In her confused state Alana was starting to forget that it was her son who was standing in front of her.
"I've been waiting for this." James said as he unbuckled his belt.
Alana watched as James pulled his slacks down. She could feel her pussy getting wet and almost like a robot she sat up on the couch and reached forward and grabbed her son's cock through his boxers.
"Oh yeah." James moaned as his mother squeezed his cock.
"Does that feel good baby?" Alana asked still not aware of what she was doing.
"You know what would feel really good?" James said.
"What?" Alana asked as she rubbed her son's cock.
"If you put it in your mouth that would feel really good." James said as he brushed the hair from his mother's eyes.
In Alana's altered mind the request seemed very reasonable. If it would feel good to suck her son's cock then she was going to do just that. Slowly Alana pulled her son's boxers down until his massive cock sprang free hitting her on the chin.
"Goodness you're big." Alana said with slurred speech.
"Oh god yes." James moaned. Alana reached forward and grabbed her son's massive cock. She then lifted her son's cock and used her tongue to trace a line up the underside of James' cock before popping the head into her mouth. Alana was on autopilot. Her body was so relieved to be getting some sexual gratification that her delirious mind had no chance fighting it.
"Oh shit mom......." James moaned as Alana's warm mouth surrounded the head of his cock.
Alana's lips slid back and forth on her son's cock as her tongue teased the engorged head. Her son's cock tasted like heaven as she struggled to fit even a third of its length into her mouth.
"God you're so big." Alana said as she used her other hand to jerk off her son.
James grabbed Alana by the back of her head and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth causing her to gag.
"Easy baby." Alana laughed.
Alana lifted her son's heavy cock and alternated between sucking her son's cock and licking his balls. James looked down at his mother sucking his cock contently and knew he couldn't last much longer. Alana slurped and sucked her son's huge cock faster and faster. She was very aroused and starting to want her son to fuck her. "Oh mom, I'm gonna cum....go slower..." James moaned.
"Ok baby......god your cock is big." Alana said as she went back to slowly sucking her son off.
After a few more minutes James closed his eyes and with a grunt unloaded a huge load of cum into his mother's mouth.
"OHHHHH.....FUCK!" James moaned as his cock drained into Alana's mouth.
"UMmmmmmmm......baby you taste good." Alana said as her tongue was coated with her son's cum.
Alana continued to suck her son's cock as it pulsed. With each pulse more cum filled her mouth and Alana continued to swallow every drop. Finally Alana could feel her son's cock softening.
"You taste really good." Alana said as her son's soft cock slipped from her lips.
"Goddamn you can suck a cock." James said as he watched his mother clean his cock with her mouth.
After a few seconds Alana let go of her son's cock and fell backwards into the couch. Her eyes were almost closed. She was completely out of it. James wasn't anywhere near done so he was glad to see his mother still too drunk to reason.
"Come here sexy." James said as he pulled his mother to her feet.
James leaned forward and kissed his mother deeply. Their tongues coiled around each other tightly as they kissed each other like lovers. Finally breaking the kiss James grabbed the bottom of his mother's dress and pulled it over her head.
"But baby, now I'm naked." Alana said with the innocence of a child.
"That's how I want you to be mom. You're gorgeous." James said.
James leaned forward and began kissing his mother on her neck. The sensation caused Alana to moan with pleasure. Slowly James made his way down to his mother's breasts. He sucked his mother's tits for a while gently nibbling on her nipples.
"Oh god baby that feels great." Alana moaned.
James got down on his knees and kissed his mother's stomach before pulling her panties down. The sight of his mother's shaved pussy was intoxicating. Slowly he leaned forward and with his tongue spread Alana's pussy lips. "OHHH!!!!!GOD......" Alana screamed.
James put his hands on his mother's hips and sat her down on the couch. Then he lifted both of her legs and spread them apart as wide as he could. Alana could barely think as her son's tongue flicked her clit.
"Your pussy tastes great mom." James said in between licks.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Alana groaned in pleasure.
After a few more minutes James was becoming aggravated at the low sitting couch. His neck was starting to cramp up as he ate Alana's pussy. After a little while longer James stood up and took his mother by the hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom. As the two lovers made their way to the bed James cut on the lamp beside the bed. The room lit up and Alana collapsed on the end of her bed. In front of her was her son, cock at full staff, about to fuck her. Alana spread her legs wide. She was a bit surprised that she felt her son's tongue, not his cock, touch her pussy. James wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to taste his mother's pussy again. Slowly his tongue teased Alana's swollen pussy lips.
"Oh god baby...." Alana moaned.
James used his left hand to spread his mother's pussy lips so his tongue could get to the really tasty pink meat of her pussy. As his tongue probed his mother's clit James slipped his middle finger into her hot pussy. Alana was writhing on the bed as her son ate her pussy like there was no tomorrow. Although her son was very good at eating pussy Alana only wanted one thing.
"Baby, I want you to put your cock inside me." Alana said as she locked her alcohol fueled eyes with her son.
James stood up and positioned his cock right in front of Alana's pussy. Slowly he leaned forward until the head of his massive cock was inside his mother. Alana's mouth opened wide as another inch was buried inside her pussy.
"OH!!!.....go slow baby.......really slow." Alana screamed in both pain and pleasure.
James did as he was asked. As he slid his cock deeper into his mother he leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth. Alana's fingernails raked down her son's back. With another push James had about half of his cock inside his mother. He slowly withdrew and then pushed again. After repeating this for a few times James rose up and locked eyes with Alana. With one last push James buried his entire cock in his mother's womb.
"OHHHHH.......FUCK.....OHHHH GOD!!!!" Alana screamed as her son's cock pressed into her belly. The look on Alana's face sent James over the edge. He began fucking his mother with all he had. Alana locked her legs around her son and enjoyed the best fucking she had ever had. Alana couldn't believe how much her son's cock stretched her pussy. The sensation of fullness was unbelievable.
"GODDAMN MOM......YOUR PUSSY'S TIGHT!!!" James screamed as his mother's pussy milked his cock.
Alana groaned with pleasure and her son fucked her hard and fast. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. With every powerful thrust Alana could feel her son's cock swelling. She knew he would cum soon and the alcohol made sure she didn't care. In between moans Alana looked at her son as he fucked her raw. Alana could feel her climax building with every powerful thrust of her son's cock. Before long she was screaming at her son.
"FUCK ME....FUCK ME.......FUCK ME HARDER!!!!" Alana moaned.
James picked up the pace with his last few thrusts. Alana finally let go completely.
"OH FUCKING ......SHIT.....FUCK.....I'M CUMMINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!." Alana screamed as her orgasm rushed through her.
James kept fucking his mother as she came. Alana tensed up and screamed as she experienced the biggest orgasm of her life. James starred at his mother's face as she shook. Alana convulsed for a good minute as her son kept fucking. Just as her orgasm let up a little Alana opened her eyes. Just as they made eye contact James leaned forward and kissed his mother. As their tongues fought Alana could feel her son's cock erupting inside her. She could feel her son's hot cum coating her insides. As her son came Alana grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside of her. Alana began to feel her son's cum running out of her pussy. There simply wasn't any room for it. As her son's cock finally stopped erupting he collapsed on top of her. After a few minutes James rolled off of his mother. After about ten minutes James looked over at his mother. Her eyes were closed and she was almost motionless.
"Ha, she passed out." James said after checking to make sure she was still breathing.
James sat on the end of his mother's bed for a while thinking about tomorrow when Alana awoke. The alcohol would be out of her system by then and she would be fit to be tied. He knew he really didn't have anything to worry about because he could blackmail her just as easily as Sam had. Still, just as a little added insurance James went to his room and got his digital camera. James then got onto the bed beside his mother. He turned her head toward him and pushed his cock into her mouth. He snapped a picture then took a couple more in various poses. Satisfied he got up and walked to his room and fell asleep.
The next morning Alana awoke with a splitting headache and a very upset stomach. As she sat up in her bed Alana put her pounding head in her hands.
"Uhhhhhhh..........." Alana groaned.
"What the hell happened last night?" Alana asked herself as she looked around her room.
As the fog of last night lifted, Alana notice that she was sitting naked on her bed. Confused Alana stood up.
"Owwwwww....." Alana groaned as her pussy ached.
Alana stood there for a few seconds wondering why on earth her pussy was so sore. She tried to remember what happened last night but could only remember bits and pieces. After slipping on her house coat Alana walked downstairs. As she entered the living room she saw her dress and panties in front of the couch.
"Oh my god no." Alana thought to herself as she started to remember more of what happened.
Alana collapsed onto the couch in tears as the full enormity of what happened last night hit her. She had fucked her own son. As she sat on the couch crying she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She couldn't bear to look at her son so she kept her head buried in the couch.
"How could you?!?" Alana asked crying heavily.
After a few seconds of silence Alana heard something drop onto the coffee table. Alana peeked out of one eye and saw what looked to be like photographs.
"What in the hell are those?" Alana asked as she finally glared at her son.
"See for yourself." James said coldly.
Alana picked up the pictures and immediately put her hand over her mouth. The pictures showed her son's cock in her mouth and her son performing oral sex on her.
"Before you say a word listen to what I have to say because I'm only going to say it once." James said calmly.
"Last week I saw you fucking Sam in the kitchen. I know he forced you into it at first but then you kept letting him fuck you. You walked around like nothing was wrong. You probably fucked dad like normal then had your little fuck parties with my best friend. Last night, while you were drunk, I fucked you in your own bed. As far as I'm concerned you can do whatever you want with dad and Sam but when I want to fuck you I will or I will tell dad what you've been doing and plaster those pictures all over the neighborhood. End of story. So why don't you go take a shower and get cleaned up?" James said as he sat down beside his mother.
Alana couldn't think of anything to say. Her son was right. She had fucked his best friend knowing how wrong it was and now she shouldn't be too surprised that her son had taken the same path as his friend. She cursed the day that her family had gone on that vacation.
"But I'm your mother. We can't do this. What I do with Sam is wrong but he's not my son." Alana said trying to explain herself.
"Look mom, I know he forced you into it. I still love you, but after what happened I don't think of you as just my mom. I think about fucking you all the time. You're the only woman I want." James said.
Alana knew her son was wrong for doing what he did but she wasn't surprised. After all, she'd just been through the same thing with Sam. If she used her body to help keep Sam from going crazy why couldn't she do the same for her son?
"Listen, no matter how wrong it is I'm going to help you. But it's going to be on my terms or not at all." Alana said trying to regain some control over the situation.
"What's that supposed to mean?" James asked.
"It means that I'm in control of when and who I sleep with. If you can't get that simple fact then you can take those pictures to whoever you want. I don't care anymore." Alana said as she looked into her son's eyes.
James couldn't believe that his mother had called his hand like this. He really didn't want to see his mother hurt. Besides, if she was still going to fuck him then that was all that mattered.
"Deal. You're in charge. As long as you still...help me out I'll do whatever your want." James said.
Alana smiled knowing that she was at the very least in charge of her family's nightmare.
"Good, the first thing I want you to do is destroy all these pictures. I'm going to take a shower." Alana said as she stood up.
As his mother took her shower James cut the pictures up into little strips and put them into a coffee can. He took the can into the back yard and burned the pictures.
Up in the shower Alana was deep in thought. She was proud of herself for standing up to her son. But her mind weighed heavily on the fact that now she was going to have to live three lives. She would still have to be the dutiful wife for her husband. She would also have to keep up her affair with Sam. And now on top of all that she was going to have to sleep with her own son. In the back of her mind she felt the slight tingle of pride that she was woman enough to satisfy three men.
The next day Alana and James got up early to go pick up Greg from the airport. As they drove they came upon a traffic jam caused by a big rig that had tipped over.
"This is just great." James said as he put the car in park.
"Calm down honey, it won't take that long." Alana said as she tried to see up ahead.
After a while every time the car would inch forward James would moan and groan. It eventually began to take its toll on Alana. After about twenty minutes of listening to her son's bellyaching Alana decided to put a stop to it. And she knew just how to do it. As James griped he felt something on his leg. He looked down and was surprised to see his mother's hand rubbing his cock through his shorts.
"What's the matter; I don't hear any more complaining." Alana said sarcastically.
"Uh......my day just took a turn for the better." James said smiling.
"Oh, I'm about to make your whole week." Alana said as she began to unbutton her son's shorts.
After Alana's slim fingers slid the zipper down on her son's shorts she reached into his boxer's and freed his massive cock. Alana starred at her son's cock for a few moments as she stroked it to its full hardness. Then as if it was nothing out of the ordinary Alana lowered her head and took her son's cock into her mouth.
"Ohhhh.....shit." James exclaimed.
Alana's tongue swirled around the head of her son's cock while her hand caressed his balls. The salty taste of her son's manhood caused her mouth to water. Before long Alana was bobbing her head up and down in her son's lap. The car was quiet except for slurping sounds. James used his hand to hold Alana's hair out of her face.
"Goddamn you're beautiful." James said as his mother's warm mouth engulfed is cock.
Alana popped her son's cock from her mouth and smiled.
"Thanks baby." Alana said as she kissed the tip of her son's cock before taking him into her mouth again.
After a few more minutes Alana could feel her son's cock swelling. She knew he was going to cum. In anticipation Alana picked up her pace.
"Oh.....God... mom....I'm gonna cum." James managed to say.
Alana sucked her son's cock with all she had. As her lips slid up and down on his cock she used her hands to jack him off. Finally she was rewarded.
"OHH.......SHIIIITTTT!!!!" James groaned as his cock erupted into his mother's mouth.
Alana's mouth kept a vacuum seal around her son's cock as he flooded her mouth with cum. As jet after jet of cum filled her mouth Alana held her ground. After she was sure that she had it all Alana lifted her head. She looked right into her son's eyes and swallowed every last drop of his cum. James was amazed at how sexy his mother was as she daintily used a napkin from the glove box to wipe the corners of her mouth like she'd just finished a steak.
"Looks like I won't be needing breakfast this morning." Alana said as she looked ahead out the windshield smiling.
THE END.