Lucy sat at the computer reading, engrossed in the document she had come across. Under normal circumstances, she may not have given it a second glance, but the name of the file had caught her attention. "My Mother, My Lover" sounded intriguing, and curiosity had got the better of her. It was a pdf file, hidden in plain sight amongst the other shortcuts on the desktop, so many that it now took her ages to search through them all to find the one she wanted and would have been quicker just to go straight to the program index. She had stumbled on it purely by accident while scrolling.
Her eyes had skipped past it and then returned as her brain processed its name, wondering what the document contained. Opened, it appeared to be a story and Lucy had started reading, momentarily forgetting what she had initially been about to do.
It had only taken her thirty minutes to complete the story which covered about twenty-five pages and at the end of it, she had felt breathless and if she had dared to admit it, slightly aroused. It had been about a mother and son, a daring story of love and incest, the sex scenes graphic in their descriptions. The story had been erotic, her body responding to the words and making her feel excited as she wondered how it had got there. Who had written it?
The computer she was using was a family one, mainly used by herself, but also occasionally used by her husband, son, and daughter. They each had their own laptops, but sometimes the kids, if they had large assignments to complete, would use this computer with its bigger screen to complete their work. She wondered who had put the file there, going through each member of her family in order. The likelihood of it being her husband was remote, it was only very occasionally that he would use it and then normally just to print out documents for his job as a college professor the following day.
Why her daughter would be writing a story about a mother and son didn't feel right to her, which only left one other person, her son Nathan. Was he the culprit she wondered, on an impulse, she checked her browsers history? It was clean, nothing at all suspicious.
Closing the file, she mostly forgot about it as she completed her work. A couple of weeks later she found a new story had replaced the old one. She had spotted it immediately, had been searching honestly for weeks, this time the file was named, "My Mother took Me."
The tale was very similar to the previous one she had read, this time though, it was the mother who had the hots for her son and, she had eventually enticed him into her bed. As she had on the first occasion, Lucy found herself aroused by the time she had finished reading it. She felt the need to go and masturbate, but with everyone at home, she knew that she would not get the opportunity.
She had been married twenty years and at first, her life had been perfect, but as she got older and her children grew, life had become mundane. Her husband seemed to have lost interest in her long ago, only occasionally that they made love, Lucy sometimes wondered if he was having an affair. Their love making was brief and she rarely if ever was able to orgasm before her husband finished. Nathan was nineteen, attending a different college than the one his father worked at. He'd made it plain from the beginning that he had no intention of going to a college where his father was a teacher and all the indignity and suspicion of bias that it would arouse. Katie was still at highschool in her final year and had just finished her finals, hoping that her grades would be good enough to join her brother at the same college.
Lucy was at a loss as to who was leaving these stories on the computer, the trouble was she was not diligent enough to notice the file before all of the rest of the family had used the machine. Over the next three weeks, she tried to note each time someone other than herself used the computer and tried to remember to check each day to see if the story had changed. The trouble was she was busy, working as a manager of a hotel, and often forgot to check before at least two of her family had been on it
She wasn't overly bothered, it was the type of thing that adolescents would read, she just couldn't understand why they were doing it on the home computer, and not on their laptops.
Several weeks had passed when she noticed another new file, "My Affair With My Mother." That morning she had the house to herself, she wasn't due in work until after lunch. Making herself a coffee, she settled back and read the tale, beginning to feel the normal sorts of arousal as the story unfolded.
When the mother opened her legs and granted her son permission to fuck her, Lucy's own hand had found its way between her own legs as she rubbed sensuously at her vagina through the material of her panties. When the story ended, her body was demanding a release as she glanced at the clock, noting she just had time as she rushed up to her bedroom, undressed and lay on her bed.
Lucy stroked herself, her eyes screwed shut as she enjoyed the pleasures she was eliciting. Unfortunately, the three stories she had read had all been about relationships between mothers and their sons and she quickly found it impossible to stop Nathan creeping into her thoughts. As she played with herself, she thought of his body, and the words of the story, inserting herself and Nathan into the stories.
She had no inclination to have sex with him, but with her body aroused as she slid several fingers in and out of her cunt, he kept slipping into her mind. Lucy pulled and twisted at her nipples, her hand massaging her breasts as her other hand moved to her clit, two fingers rubbing either side of it as she excited herself further. When she climaxed, he slipped into her thoughts again, her orgasm seemed so much more intense as sudden images of her son fucking, sliding his cock deep into her enveloped her brain, just as she was plunging her fingers deep into her dripping wetness. Driving her wildly over the edge, she came with a shriek, her body shaking wildly.
Afterwards, of course, she felt disgusted with herself, the thought of having sex with Nathan, it was crazy, depraved. It was those damned stories, she told herself, feeling annoyed at whoever was leaving them on the computer and not laying any blame on herself for reading them.
In a rush now, she cleaned up and dressed before going out to work. Why she had never thought to delete them the moment she found them on the desktop was a mystery to her.
Throughout the summer, she had no chance of checking who used the computer during the day, both her son and daughter having come home for their summer breaks. At regular intervals, a new story would appear, the old one, being strangely deleted. Lucy tried checking the history and recent files, trying to work out who the culprit was, her problem agonisingly was that the other three knew far more about computers than she did, and so whoever was leaving them there, knew enough to hide their actions from her efforts.
The newest story which had appeared a couple of days ago was titled "Mom's Fantasy" and she was trying to avoid reading it, trying to ignore the file on the desktop despite the way it continually seemed to attract her attention. Lucy was going to leave it until the morning, again she was not due in until after lunch and was sure that both her son and daughter would be out with friends. It mocked her as she worked, like a fly around her head, impossible to fully ignore.
It was typical of the ones she had previously read, graphic descriptions of sex between a mother and son which left her highly aroused and excited by the time she reached the last page. At the end of the page, there was a link, simply entitled Madeline and Damien, the two main characters of the story. Lucy clicked on it, sitting back in amazement with her mouth open when the picture appeared. It was a man and a woman, the female sat reverse cowgirl on the man's lap, his cock plainly buried in her cunt. What startled her was the appearance of the woman, while the body was similar to her own, it definitely wasn't her body, unfortunately, the face though was hers. Photoshopped onto the actresses body in the photo.
It was impossible to tell who the male was, all of his body except for his legs and penis, hidden by the female. Lucy continued to stare, if she didn't know better, she would have sworn it was a picture of her naked and having sex with her own son.
Immediately she deleted it, afraid that one of her family would decide to read the story and click on the link. It had to be Nathan she concluded, the trouble was that over the last few days she was sure he had been nowhere near the computer. She switched off and went for her shower, ending up fingereing herself as water sprayed from the showerhead and her legs turned to jelly, as a wild and powerful orgasm hit her. She was ashamed that the thought that had driven her over the edge was the picture from the story, the thought of what Nathan's cock impaled in her would feel like, riding him wildly like the woman in the photo.
Nothing more happened until the end of summer. Katie had turned eighteen and had started college, her husband was back to work after his summer break and Nathan had also returned to his classes.
Lucy had taken a week off, determined to get some housework done now that they were all out of the way. She had logged on that morning with her coffee and read the headlines, no new file had appeared on the desktop yet. Her first job was to do the bedrooms where she changed the bedding, and cleaned. It took most of the morning, Lucy making herself some lunch as she sat at the computer once more and spotted the new file immediately, "Mom's a Milf."
She was astounded and a little scared, the file had certainly not been there beforehand, and no one had been on the computer, or even in the house, only her. During her lunch, she sat and read the story, surprised that certain elements of it could easily pertain to herself and as was becoming normal, feeling highly aroused by the time she was finished. Once more at the end, there was a link, this one titled "Charlotte," again, the character of the story. Tentatively, she clicked on it, in a way already expecting the picture that appeared.
It was her face, a different picture this time, but still her face, laughably, there was no way it was her body, not with breasts of that size. On a whim, she printed the picture out, wishing she had done the same with the previous one as she took it upstairs to her bedroom.
It just had to be Nathan who was doing this, she could see no reason for either of the others to be leaving these files on the computer. What troubled her was why he was doing it. She had an inkling that she currently refused to face, he was nineteen, a month away from his twentieth birthday and had an extremely attractive girlfriend who he had been dating for the last year. Surely, he wasn't considering the thoughts that ran through Lucy's mind, it was too ridiculous to contemplate.
Lucy liked Nathan's girlfriend, even though she considered she wasn't good enough for her son. This was her problem she knew, no matter which girl he brought home, she would never consider any of them good enough, maybe there was a touch of jealousy there, he had come from her body, and she never wanted to lose him to another woman.
The thought of her son seeing her sexually scared the life out of her, it was so wrong, but at the same time, there was a definite excitement and thrill about it, that someone half her age considered her attractive and arousing, was something she had never contemplated. It excited her to think a sexy young man would be attracted to her in that way.
Did she confront him and say something? What if he denied any knowledge of it, what then? The subject matter would be out in the open, the fact that she had read and become aroused by stories of incest. Would he laugh at her and deny all knowledge, would he repeat her accusation to his father? The more she thought about it, the less inclined she was to say anything.
"This is ridiculous" She was talking to herself in the empty room as she gazed at the picture, her body sending a dull ache to her stomach, her nipples protesting and feeling swollen as they pressed against the cups of her bra.
'Damn you!' she said aloud as she quickly undressed, opened a drawer and from beneath a pile of panties, took out her vibrator. Laid out on the bed with her legs open, she applied it to her pussy, the buzzing toy soon having her lips open and her juices flowing.
When she plunged it into her cunt and started fucking herself with it, Nathan again sprung into her mind. She had no idea what he looked like naked, nevertheless, her brain painted a picture of him over her as his cock violently abused her pussy, the vibrator becoming his shaft as it plunged into her cunt until her climax overtook her and she screamed in orgasm.
Afterwards, she felt dirty again, tears pricking the back of her eyes because she had descended to this animalistic level. Not sure anymore if she was losing her mind, or just caught up in the fantasy.
At his college, Nathan sat in the library gazing out of the window, his mind elsewhere. He wondered if his mother had read the new story he had left on the computer's desktop. He knew she would immediately suspect him, he couldn't help that, but at least she had no proof, and the way he had left the most recent one would surely confuse her. It had been easy to set up remote access to the computer at home from his laptop and he could easily see when she was using it without her having any idea that he was watching.
She had been on earlier, reading news sites and then all movement stopped, he took the opportunity and placed the file. He would check later to see if she had opened it, she had with all of the others and the links to the pictures. They had been easy to create in photoshop, his cock protesting as he gazed at the image of his mother with his own shaft inside her, an element which she would never suspect.
Like all adolescents, he had discovered online porn and by now had progressed through young women to milfs. There was something about mature women that captured his attention, and when he discovered clips where the two characters were supposed to be a mother and her son, he had become obsessed.
It hadn't taken long before his thoughts had turned to his own mother, wondering if she was still happy with the situation at home. Nathan wasn't a child anymore; he knew his parent's marriage wasn't perfect and that the noises that used to come from their bedroom had ceased long ago. Once or twice, he had spotted his father with a much younger woman, some no older than himself, and while they were not doing anything to raise his suspicions, he did wonder if he was having an affair with one of his students.
Once the idea of his mother was planted in his brain, he began to see her differently, wondering what she would look like naked and what it would be like to make love to her. Despite her age, she was still attractive, her figure slim with full breasts. He imagined her coming to his room each night, removing her negligee as she climbed into his bed and offered her body to him. His resulting ejaculation would be caught in a pair of panties that he had taken from her drawer.
He knew he couldn't approach her and divulge his true feelings, sure that she would be shocked and upset. Her generation and his thought about sex differently, and while it would probably not surprise someone of his age, to his mother it would be abhorrent. He had hit upon this idea in the hope that eventually she might say something when they were alone and give him an opportunity, an opening to tell her what his true feelings were.
It sounded so easy in the stories he had left on the computer, in real life it was nothing like that, you didn't suddenly declare your fantasies about your mother to her.
There was another tale and picture ready on his laptop, encrypted and hidden in case his sister decided to pry. He had downloaded it and then altered the story so that it more related to his mother, it would be hard for her not to realise that the woman in the writing could easily be herself. He had thought about altering the names too, but that was a step too far and would bring about a confrontation he was sure.
It wasn't easy for him, his frustration at his hidden desires caused distractions when he was home, his eyes continually following his mother as he wondered if she was wearing sexy underwear, his mind suddenly creating images in his head of his mother dressed in stockings and garters, the rising bulge in his pants causing him to squirm as he tried to hide it. Occasionally a button may come open on her blouse and he would catch a fleeting glimpse of her bra, his brain creating a scenario where he was removing it and fondling her breasts, her erect nipples pressing into the palms of his hands.
Nathan shuffled in his seat, edging his chair farther under the table to hide his growing erection, aware that he couldn't move yet until it subsided.
He was glad when his next class was due to start, at least it would distract him from his present thoughts and keep his cock under control until he got home and could have release. He was getting desperate as he thought up outlandish scenario's where his mother fell into his arms and begged him to take her to bed, she had read five stories so far and seen two pictures and much to his disappointment had said nothing.
He was becoming desperate, wondering what more he could do, surely she must have realised that he had feelings for her, feelings that as her son, he shouldn't be having, but he was afraid of being the one to initiate the conversation and of losing the relationship they currently had.
His birthday was due soon and she had asked if he wanted a party or anything. It hadn't bothered Nathan, his next birthday after that would be the important one. He had told her he would just be having a few drinks with his girlfriend Milly and his friends, but if mom wanted, they could go out as a family and have a meal.
His mother had come back to him, and let him know she had booked a table at one of the local restaurants for the family. As it was, things didn't go precisely to plan. He had told Milly and his friends he was out with the family that evening and that he would see them the following night. Then his sister Katie dropped out, 'a pressing engagement,' she explained. The next was his father, a conference had come up and he had been invited as a guest speaker and he would be away that weekend.
His mother had been angry, but he had told her not to get upset, he wasn't worried, and said they could still go out and have dinner together if she wished. Hopeful she would accept.
When the night came around, Nathan even donned a suit, something he only ever wore for weddings and funerals. His mother appeared in a cocktail dress, instantly sparking a huge desire in his loins, she stood very close as she straightened his tie, any closer and she would be feeling his erection pushing against her.
It was to be a very enjoyable evening, Nathan had flirted with her at every opportunity as the both of them had far too much to drink. With the table cleared, and the paid check in front of them, he had suddenly appeared a little subdued, and nervous.
"Is everything all right Nathan," Lucy asked, wondering if he had perhaps drunk too much, and was feeling ill.
When he raised his head, she was sure that he appeared to be on the edge of tears. He had drunk enough though to give him the liquid courage, his brain fuzzy as he dared to try a new tact.
"I've got a problem mom, and I don't know what to do about it." Immediately Lucy was full of concern, wondering what was wrong with her son."I'm sure it's nothing that we can't fix," she replied.
Nathan shook his head, his reply carrying a hint of disappointment. "I thought tonight might end it, but if anything, it has made it worse."
Now Lucy was really concerned. "Tell me Nathan... what's wrong?"
Nathan let the silence stretch, uncertain and nervous before speaking again. "I'm having difficulty seeing you as my mother. I've tried to stop it from happening. I've tried to stop my thoughts. But these feelings just won't go away, and I don't know how to stop them." He could feel himself on the verge of tears now. The stress of his confession taxed him.
Lucy instantly knew where this conversation was going even though she was shocked by what he had said. "Is this about the stories that I have been finding on my computer. Did you put them there?"
Nathan nodded his head.
"So, if you are not seeing me as your mother... how are you seeing me?" she asked, already knowing the answer without him saying anything.
Nathan refused to answer, simply shaking his head. He appeared to be far too embarrassed and nervous to tell her how he was currently thinking of her. He looked into her eyes with a pained expression.
"It's not normal Nathan, you shouldn't be thinking about me like that." Lucy however could not stop the rush of excitement that filled her body at his words. "When did it start?" she asked.
Again, it took her son a while to answer. "It's been going on for a while. I've been trying to fight it, but it's leaving me feeling depressed and making me do stupid things. I just can't get you out of my head and the thoughts aren't you know.....normal."
Lucy reached across the table, taking her son's hand. "I'll help you as much as I can Nathan, but I'm sorry, nothing is ever going to happen, I couldn't imagine what I think you're imagining, it is just so wrong, I couldn't go there." She lied to him and herself, her body betraying her. Her face flushing from more than the alcohol.
He nodded his head, "I understand mom, and I know you're right... I just can't stop."
Rather than get a taxi, they decided to walk home, Lucy reprimanding herself when she took his arm, quickly dropping her hands awkwardly to her sides.
"Anyway, what about your girlfriend, what about Milly, are you not happy, are things going poorly?"
Nathan shrugged his shoulders. "Truthfully, I've been thinking of breaking up with her. It doesn't seem fair that my feelings for her have been replaced by thoughts of you. The magic has gone out of it, and it doesn't feel the same anymore."
Most of the rest of the journey was completed in silence. "How did you get that last file on the computer?" his mother asked.
Nathan replied. "Remote access." She didn't understand, but nodded anyway.
"Were there other stories?" she asked him, watching as he nodded.
"One more, the last one. I'll send it to you and then I promise to stop." She quivered at the thought, but shook her head ok.
The next morning, he popped the file onto the computer and deleted the previous one. The evening had gone better than he had thought and at least the subject had been exposed, no more wondering if his mother knew what he was after even though she had refused his advances.
As the evening had progressed, he had waited for the right opportunity, using just the right amount of hesitancy and embarrassment in his voice, his face a picture of misery even though inside, he'd wanted to laugh. She had fallen for it hook line and sinker and at last, she knew what his intentions towards her were. All he had to do now was bide his time, certain that eventually, she would succumb.
Nathan knew from experience the hold that the subject of incest began to exert on you. He had been fine until that first clip which involved a supposed mother and son, it was the same with the stories, one led to another until eventually, he couldn't get enough of them. Fantasies whirled around inside his brain, the better the story, the more the object of his desires took precedence.
For the next couple of months, he would do and say nothing, allowing his mother's own thoughts to do the work for him, convinced that eventually, her resolve would weaken and ultimately, allow him to have sex with her.
It was hard, but between that evening and Christmas, he stuck to it. He continued to wank to the pictures of her that he had created, by now though her panties, so full of dried semen, were becoming rough and coarse, perhaps time for him to get rid and help himself to another pair, maybe an old bra as well as he imagined squirting his cum all over her tits.
All he had to do was wait until everyone was out of the house and then go and raid her underwear drawer, smiling to himself as he remembered finding her toy hidden beneath her panties.
Lucy waited until the following week and her late start before reading the story Nathan had sent to her. Once everybody had left that morning she sat at her computer and read, glad that she had because her fingers were playing with her clit by the time, she was halfway through it. The characters could easily be her and Nathan, so much so, that as she read it a second time, she hadn't realised that she had even substituted their names into the story.
She stopped for a moment to catch her breath as she dashed upstairs and returned with her toy. Starting at the beginning, she reread the tale, the vibrator constantly buzzing at her opening as she was sucked into the plot. When the son fucked his mother, in her mind, Nathan was fucking her, she plunged the toy into her cunt, deep and slow, in her head it was his shaft that was bringing her climax ever closer. She slowed as the scene came to an end, teasing herself as it built to the couples next liaison.
She never made it to the last chapter, her orgasm had the chair rocking back and forwards as she climaxed, screwing her eyes shut and clamping her thighs together as the toy vibrated deep inside her cunt. Scrolling to the last page, she had waited to see what the picture was this time, instantly aroused as she viewed it. The woman was on a couch staring up at the camera, the man's face, body and especially his cock visible from a side view. As usual, it was her face staring back at her, only this time it was easy to see that the man was her son.
She printed it out after saving a copy of the story and then shut down the computer before racing for her bedroom, discarding clothes as she went. On her bed, she opened her legs wide and plunged the toy back into her cunt, holding the picture aloft as she fantasised that it was Nathan who was now pummelling her pussy as he panted above her, his body pressed into hers. His cock thrusting deep into her, his moans of pleasure at her warmth and wetness. His cum rising in his dick, filing her with his seed in joyous orgasm.
Her climax was stupendous, and she found herself calling his name as waves of pleasure surged through her body. Sadly, afterwards, her normal sensibilities returned. She felt dirty and depraved, cursing for having allowed herself to imagine Nathan having sex with her and vowing that it would never happen again.
Lucy lasted nearly a month, each time at her computer she would look to see if a new file had appeared despite her instructions to her son that it had to stop. She had quickly become accustomed to the arousal they gave her and over the last three weeks had reread the last one numerous time's. Each time pleasuring herself to the image of Nathan and her screwing each other wildly. She quietly asked her son one evening where she could find more stories, Nathan promising to send her the link. He gave her an odd look when she had asked, but made no other comment.
That was how it started for Lucy, soon she found that she couldn't do without them, buying herself a handheld tablet so that she could sit comfortably after their evening meal and read. Nathan had made no mention of their conversation since, but she knew his eyes followed her whenever she moved, Lucy silently berating herself when she found that intentionally she was giving him views up her skirt or that she had chosen a top which displayed cleavage or a glimpse of her breasts if she leant forward for him.
The thought of sex with her son still felt repellent to her, something that was abnormal, but she found herself masturbating constantly with Nathan being the only one she imagined each time.
By the time Christmas arrived she knew she was struggling, it didn't help when she started to notice her son's frequent erections, especially when she had teased him. The stories in a way had become her sex life, unconcerned anymore as to whether her husband made love to her or not. Although she tried different ones, she found herself returning to the ones that featured a mother and son, she loved the ones that featured romance with explosive sex scenes.
On New Year's Eve, they all went out as a family, Nathan had invited Milly and Katie had invited her most recent in a string of boyfriends. It was a pleasant evening, Nathan walked his girlfriend home when it finished while the others returned in a taxi, dropping Katie and her date on the way. Lucy had got tipsy but had enjoyed herself despite several irrational bouts of jealousy when she saw Nathan dancing with Milly, the young woman pressed tightly against him.
Her husband had already gone upstairs, Lucy just waiting for Nathan to return so that she could lock up. She tidied up until he got in and then told him she was going up to bed. As she passed, he stopped her, stooping slightly as he kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Happy New Year mom," he whispered, a twinkle in his eye.
His hands rested on her waist longer than necessary, his eyes staring at her face. Lucy later blamed it on the drinks as her face suddenly bobbed forward and she kissed his lips again. He hesitated for a second before kissing her back, Lucy having forgotten what it felt like to be kissed sensuously. She stopped him before she lost all sense, panting slightly as she broke away.
"I'm sorry Nathan, that was wrong of me. We can't do this." She wished him goodnight as she practically ran to her bedroom.
Her husband was still awake and waiting for her, Lucy had to endure fifteen minutes of unsatisfactory sex that left her feeling used, and disillusioned from her husband before he fell asleep.
Max was snoring, Lucy unable to settle down as she replayed the kiss in her mind. She had found it arousing especially as she felt her sons erection pressing against her. It had ignited a fire down below which her husband's lovemaking had utterly failed to extinguish. She wanted to touch herself but had no desire to disturb him. Her dreams that night were lurid, finding herself naked in her son's presence, his hands touching her body had elicited a flood of emotions as her orgasm woke her from her dreams.
With the return to work and college, Lucy was still telling herself, no, but her mind was now putting together arguments as to why she should. Despite her frequent masturbation, her body was demanding more, the pictures not sufficient anymore as she closed her eyes and imagined her son taking her, over and over again.
As Easter approached, Nathan asked what she was doing for her birthday. Lucy knew that if previous years were anything to go by, her forty-first would be disappointing. "Why don't we go out for dinner?" he suggested.
Lucy found herself saying yes immediately. "Why don't you wear that cocktail dress again?" Nathan suggested, "You looked so sexy." He blushed as he said this. He said no more than that as he walked off, leaving her brimming with excitement.
When it came around, she found herself making a special effort as though she was going on a first date rather than having dinner with her son. He had booked the same restaurant again, Lucy delighted in the attention he paid to her all evening, showering her with attention. This time both of them were sensible enough to watch how much they drank; she still hadn't forgotten what had happened the last time they were here.
When the waiter had served their coffee and mints, Nathan produced a small, wrapped package from his pocket, "Happy birthday mum," he said as he handed it to her.
Lucy opened it, surprised as she hadn't expected anything other than a pleasant evening. Inside the box was a necklace, two gold entwined hearts with their birthstones set into each one. She could feel her tears as she welled up, leaning across the table as she offered him her lips. He kissed her deeply.
He came around the table as he fastened it around her neck before kissing the top of her head and returning to his seat. He had made no mention all evening of their previous conversation and as they left the restaurant, he helped her on with her coat. "Do you want me to take a taxi?" he asked.
Lucy shook her head, it was still mild outside and she had enjoyed their evening together, not yet wanting it to end. Taking her son's arm, they walked along the high street in silence until she suddenly asked. "How have you been managing, has it got any easier?"
Nathan pulled a face and shrugged his shoulders, "Yes and no, it's easier to live with but I still feel the same about you, nothings changed really," he said.
She had spent nearly a year fighting against the feelings that were growing within her, refusing to acknowledge that slowly as time passed, her attitudes were changing. She had become used to fantasising about Nathan, dreaming of scenario's where they made love. Fantasizing about him taking her, making desperate love to her over and over. It was too much, she couldn't take it anymore.
On a sudden impulse and as the street was empty, she dragged him into a shop doorway, pressing her body against him as she closed her eyes and raised her face towards him, her heart pleading he would meet her lips again.
The wait seemed interminable, and then his lips touched hers, the kiss soft and slow to begin with and then growing in passion as she felt his erection pushing against her, firm and filled with need matching her own. As their mouths ground against each other, he continued to be the perfect gentleman, his hands never wandering from her waist, even though Lucy would have loved for him to touch her more, have his hands rub and touch all of her.
Her body was alight, her arousal quickly mounting as she unconsciously pushed her lower half tighter against him, moving her hips slightly as she rubbed against the bulge she could feel. She couldn't stop the moans of pleasure resounding in her throat, their mouths still locked together. Her nipples were hard, her pussy quickly growing moist. In that instant, Lucy had made her choice, she wanted to make love with her son, she wanted, no needed to have sex with him, she wanted him to fuck her senseless.
When they finally parted Lucy was panting, her breasts heaving up and down and her wetness between her legs proclaimed its lack of sex recently. "Are you Ok?" He asked her.
Still gulping for air, Lucy nodded her head, eventually, she managed, "What about you, was that wrong of me?" she asked, hopeful he would assuage her fear.
Nathan smiled as he held her close, "No if anything, that was worth waiting for. Do you realise how beautiful you look?"
Lucy preened, with her decision finally made, she wanted him, she was prepared to have sex wherever they could find a secluded spot. She couldn't believe her lust, the wildness overcoming her. "Do you want me still? If you do, I'm ready."
Nathan put a knife in her body's present demands. "Yes, but not tonight. If you are going to allow me to make love to you... then it has to be right, not some sordid fuck in back alley. I want it to be special, I want the time to treat you properly, and so I'm prepared to wait."
Her heart swelled as she pulled him in tight against her and offered her lips once more. At least this time his hands moved as he cupped her buttocks, pulling her mound tightly against his erection. She could feel her desires building to an extent that when his hands pulled her in tighter, their tongues dancing with each other, Lucy shivered and cried out as she had a minor climax, juices dampening her panties as she writhed against him.
"Perhaps we had better get home before someone comes across us" Nathan said as he took her hand, and they resumed their journey towards home.t wasn't the next day, or even the following week, Lucy's anticipation building as she wondered when they would finally be together. She continued to read the stories online, and the last one he had made for her, in each of them she substituted the names of the characters for her own and Nathans, becoming nervous the more time that went by. She thought about what she had decided to do, starting to doubt her resolve.
Was Nathan going to be disappointed? She was no longer young like his girlfriend; her body had changed as the years mounted. Would she see it in his face when he saw her naked, his desire diminishing when confronted with the fact that she was an older woman? Would he no longer desire her the same way as she knew she now desired him? She had always kept herself in for shape, but for the last week she had been working out harder than ever before, the punishing workouts helping her to relieve the anxiety building in her.
Nathan had said nothing, enjoying leaving her in suspense and anticipation. He knew his mother had a couple of days off, and having checked his timetable he knew he only had one class that morning and then nothing for the rest of the day or tomorrow. He knew his father was out of town for the next 3 days at a conference. Finished with school, he headed towards home, hoping to surprise her, if everything went according to plan, today would be the day.
It was going on eleven o'clock, Lucy was doing housework when she heard the front door open and close. Wiping her hands on a tea towel, she headed for the lounge, surprised to find her son waiting patiently for her.
"Hello! What are you doing home Nathan?" He said nothing, instead giving her a knowing smile.
The breath caught in her throat as she realised what he had planned for that afternoon. "Today?" She flushed and her body instantly responded, her face flushed, she felt heat radiating from inside her, her breath became a pant of despiration.
He nodded his head as he continued to smile, advancing on her before taking her in his arms, as their lips came together. Lucy surrendered herself to the embrace, her body quickly complying as her nervousness took a back seat. She fell into his arms, mouths hungrily seeking each other. Tongues clashing wildly, as his hands ran down her back, squeezing her butt cheeks, pulling her into him.
"That is, if you're ready to, if you still want....,'" he awkwardly whispered when their mouths took a quick break. Trailing off as he feigned nervousness, his own eagerness almost giving away the excitement he felt.
Hesitantly, she nodded her head, her nerves resurfacing. Even as her body ached for his touch.
Taking her hand, he led her up the stairs, halting outside his bedroom, "Your bedroom or mine?" he asked.
"Mine," Lucy replied, continuing to follow her son until, in her bedroom, he closed the door behind them.
This was the moment of truth she thought, a shiver running down her spine as he pulled her in close, his hands failing to stay still as he slid them up and down her thighs, cupping her buttocks, fondled her breasts moved between her thighs. When he created a space so that he could unbutton her shirt, Lucy allowed her hand to explore as she traced the length of his erection in his pants, and gasped as she realised how big and hard he felt under her touch.
When he pulled her shirt open to expose her bra and her milky white breasts, she felt a moment of panic but a glance at his face assured her, as she saw the desire and lust there. Pulling his t-shirt over his head, Lucy got her first view of his muscular chest, his nipples, like her own, hard, and aroused. The last time she had seen him naked, he had been a child. Now he was a man, undressing her, about to make her new found fantasies come true. She felt faint at the thought, she needed him, she hadn't felt this excited in years.
Having disposed of her shirt, he reached behind her back and expertly unfastened her bra, leaving it in place for a moment before slowly sliding the straps down her arms and then withdrawing the cups and allowing her breasts to fall free. Lucy heard his sharp intake of breath before his hand came up and cupped her left tit, his fingers moving. Teasing her body with his fingers on the nipples she had fed him with as a baby.
"Oh mom, they are glorious." His hand hefted the breast, testing its weight before gently squeezing it as he rolled the nipple between finger and thumb. The sensation driving her wild as she watched the amazement on his face at this moment.
She couldn't stop the moan of pleasure that started in her throat and worked its way up to her lips as he caressed both of her tits, pressing them together as his thumbs rolled over her nipples. All nervousness was forgotten now as she began to unfasten his pants, Nathan continued to fondle her breasts, she kneeled down before him, sliding down his pants and boxers. He stood naked in front of her, his shaft jutting out proudly from below his stomach, Lucy's eyes were glued to it as she watched her hand and fingers encircle its girth before gripping him firmly, stroking slowly up and down his shaft, this time it was Nathan uttering a loud groan at her touch. She grasped his member and slowly stroked him as he pleasured her breasts, he pulled her to her feet again, eager to see all of her naked body.
Her skirt and panties found their way to the floor in quick succession, her son easing her backwards towards her bed. As her buttocks hit the mattress, he opened her legs, kneeling on the floor as she watched his head disappear between her thighs and felt his warm breath on her folds. Laying back on the bed, she felt him pull her lips apart, his breath hotter on the moist sensitive flesh, and then his tongue made contact, Lucy's hips bucked uncontrollably until his strong hands took hold of her thighs and held her firmly to his face.
Nathan licked every inch of her intimate flesh, poking his tongue into her passage as she lay back and groaned, her upper torso twisting, and her hands playing with her own tits and nipples, fondling herself as the sensations in her body escalated, higher and higher as he pleasured her.
This was nothing like the sex she had become accustomed to, despite his tender years, her son seemed to know exactly where to touch her to elicit the greatest amount of pleasure. His lips found the tiny bud, sucking gently at it and then flicking it with his tongue as she pleaded with him to continue.
"Oh Nathan, that feels so good, please don't stop, it's so wonderful." She had lost all sense, her body responding to his every touch. This was what sex should be like she thought for a second, and then cried out as his tongue pierced her once more, her juices and his saliva mixing and covering Nathans face.
He had quickly brought her to the edge, the anticipation of waiting for him driving her faster into orgasm then ever before. Lucy teetering there and waiting for that final rush when Nathan moved his head from her, lying beside her as one hand and arm supported her neck and head, at first she moaned in desperation thinking he was stopping. His other hand went between her thighs, and she felt his fingers slide into her pussy. He started slowly, teasing at first until his hand and fingers got slowly faster, and faster, finally pounding her cunt mercilessly. His lips wrapped firmly around her left breast, sucking hard on the sensitive aroused nipple.
Lucy had stopped breathing, her face, neck, and upper torso going red as she strained, her body taut as she realised, she was seconds away. And then her eyes rolled back into her head as she climaxed, her orgasm exploding inside her and sending waves of pleasure surging through her body, one crashing over the other until her brain demanded that she take a breath. Her body began jerking and wouldn't stop, juices flowing from her cunt as the sound of wet flesh slapping together echoed around the room. She saw stars in front of her eyes, her son's fingers still encouraging her climax to continue until Lucy surrendered to the blackness that beckoned. Waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again, until everything went blank.
He was watching her with a concerned look on his face when she eventually opened her eyes, taking a moment to orientate herself. She could never remember having cum like that, and he hadn't even made love to her yet. Her orgasm had been cataclysmic, her body still trying to recover from it as her heart pounded.
"Are you alright? she heard him ask. Lucy dragged his face to her as she kissed this young man who had taken her to places long forgotten. "I'm better than I've ever been my love."
Before she had come around completely, he was kneeling between her thighs, and she groaned again as she felt the tip of his shaft press against her lips. She just had time to take a breath, and then his cock was sliding inside her, her passage expanding to accommodate his throbbing length of meat. When their groins finally touched, she relaxed, this was the moment she had been waiting for, her son's cock now buried deep inside her cunt. It was heaven, the sensations driving her wild with pleasure.
"Oh God Mom, you feel amazing. It's better than I ever imagined!" He moaned as he bottomed out in her.
Nathan slowly and teasingly began to press in and out of her, deep thrusts with a pause before withdrawing fully, and rubbing his tip over her clit. Lucy raised her hips, a moan of concern rising from her, desperate to have his shaft back inside her pussy and then wrapping her legs around his buttocks when he penetrated her quim once more. He lowered himself, raining kisses over her breasts, his tongue circling her nipples as she thrust them at his face.
He rapidly increased his pace, Lucy's arousal escalating as she began to reach the point of no return again. She pulled him deeper with each thrust, urging him onwards as he pounded her cunt, her tits wobbling each time his groin slammed into hers.
"Oh yes Nathan, please give it to me, more I need more. "
"Oh mom, your pussy feels so amazing wrapped around me!" He shouted as he continued to thrust wildly into her.
It became too much for her, so long since someone had made love to her like this, and his exclamation had proven too much for her. Without control her climax engulfed her senses, thrashing wildly beneath her son as another orgasm had her soaring once more, cumming wildly on her son's cock pounding away at her. She felt his cock shudder, a deep moan escaped his lips as he pushed deep into her, the spurts of cum shooting from his cock head hitting the back of her cunt, the warmth speading inside her as she shook at each tremble of his dick inside her. He slowly slid out of her, and she moaned in protest as she felt him leave her.
Nathan laid next to her, his arms wrapped around her torso and his hand gently caressing her breast. She felt worn out but fully sated, how long had it been since sex was that good, had it ever been? Why she had denied him for so long, she couldn't even understand. What had she been thinking denying herself this?
Lucy turned on her side to face him as he gave her a satisfied smile. "Do you know that you are fantastic," Nathan said making her laugh.
"Why? You did all the work."
"Your turn next then," he smirked, his fingers already teasing her nipples as he gazed lovingly at her tits.
"Oh, by the way, did I tell you I've also got tomorrow off as well," he grinned as Lucy pushed him onto his back and rolled on top of her son.
She marveled at his body beneath her, he was amazingly sexy, but more than that the love she felt, tears nearly filled her eyes at the thought. It was quickly replaced by the feeling of lust as she gazed at his glistening half hard cock. She needed to taste him, to please him as he had her.
She brought her head down to his chest, licking circles around his nipples, dragging her tongue down his toned chest. Moving down, her hair dragged over his cock, as she gazed at his dick covered in their juices. She moved her lips to his tip. Licking and sucking on it, teasing and tasting their combined fluids. It had been a while since she had tasted a cock, but she remembered how. She took him into her mouth and he groaned at the sensation, the warmth and wetness of her mouth.
"Oh yes mom, suck me just like that. Your mouth feels so good. "
She moistened at his words, taking his shaft in and out slowly, feeling him start to harden back to life in her mouth. It was inedible she thought to herself, she had her son's cock in her mouth, a cock that had just filled her and given her the best orgasm she had ever known. She quickened her pace, trying to take him deeper until she gagged, she was long out of practice with this, and her son was much longer than his father.
Her hands moved to his balls, caressing them gently as she kept sucking his shaft in and out of her mouth. She felt him squirm when she moved to the tip again, running her tongue around it and over the hole. He really moaned at that, so she focused on sucking his tip into and out of her mouth with an audible pop each time. His hands moved to her head as he forced her to rapidly massage his tip with her lips. She increased the suction and moved her hand to his ass, while he continued to use her to milk his cock. She slipped a finger against his asshole, pressing firmly as she sucked even harder on his cock.
With a groan he increased the pace on her head, she was sucking hard and pressing her tongue against his shaft, she wanted nothing more than to please him like he had done for her. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum mom, I'm gonna cum, please don't stop, please don't stop!" His cock pulsed in her mouth and she choked slightly as cum flew into her throat, she swallowed as mush as she could some escaping and dripping from her lips. She kept sucking him as he continued to fill her mouth with his hot, salty sweet spunk.
She continued to fellate him, lowering the suction to keep him from being uncomfortable. She was amazed that he didn't go soft, he was still ready for her, the miracles of youth. She raised up and slowly brought her sex down on her son's. He slid into her dripping wet pussy, she moaned as she felt him fill her again. "Oh Nathan, you feel so good inside me."
She started to grind back and forth on his dick inside her, she felt so full like no one else had ever made her feel. It was as if he was made just for her, the feeling of perfect fullness. She brought his hands to her breasts, and he massaged them somewhat rougher than before, as she continued to rock back and forth. She moaned as the feelings drove her higher and higher. She looked into his eyes as she rode him, the lust and passion there telling her that he would always love her, always need her.
"Yes, fuck me mom, ride my cock. You feel so good, so warm and wet. You look amazing on top of me."
His words again triggered her into rising ecstasy, she started to bounce up and down on his dick. Feeling it plunge deep into her each time, her breasts bounced wildly in his face as she bent forward, using his shoulders to really pound into him. She felt the pressure mounting inside her again as she kept slapping up and down on him. "Oh, Nathan! Your cock feels so good inside me, I've never felt this good before!" She cried as she felt her body start to tremble and shake, with a scream she came on top of him.
"I'm cumming again, you're just so good inside me" She shouted as her body spasmed wildly, her legs went numb. He grabbed her hips and started to buck beneath her, pounding wildly until he let out a cry of his own. "Oh God I'm gonna cum again mom, I'm so close." She was lost in passion and lust, her mind shut off, her body cumming over and over. "Cum for mommy!" She cried without thinking. She felt him explode into her, cum filling her and overflowing around their combined forms, staining the already soaked sheets.
It was just before three o'clock before they stopped ravaging each other, and only because Katie would be home from college shortly. Lucy could have slept for hours, her body felt weak and her legs like jelly. Nathan just sat up in the bed watching as she dressed, eliciting excitement once more as he gazed at her naked body.
"Come on, get dressed and help me make the bed, your sister will be home any minute" She chided him playfully.
He paraded naked in front of her, even in its flaccid state his cock looked large, and Lucy could not stop looking at him.
"We could always go to my room and lock the door, Katie would never know" Nathan said as he slipped in behind her, his hands coming up as he cupped and fondled her breasts, his cock rising and pressing into her butt.
"Behave. We will have all of tomorrow, but maybe after she goes to bed?" she whispered, turning and kissing her son, no not just her son she thought, her lover. She kissed him deeply, content in the knowledge that he would soon be inside her again.
As the week came to an end, Lucy was convinced that she would never be able to walk properly again, her body completely done in. She had spent the last two days doing nothing but having sex with her son and had never felt so happy in her life. It was as though she had come alive again, her mind full of nothing but ideas of how they could get time alone, and make love.
She knew it wasn't going to be easy as she had imagined, but having now committed herself to an incestuous relationship with Nathan, she was going to enjoy it for as long as it lasted.
Over the following weeks, new stories appeared on her computer, Lucy reading them avidly and taking inspiration from the sex scenes and locations, eager to try new things if Nathan was up for it. Now free of feelings that had held her back, she teased him incessantly, some evenings going without her bra or panties as he sat opposite her in the lounge, and she allowed her legs to slide open and give him a perfect view of her naked pussy.
He appeared to be insatiable, always eager to touch and fondle her. When she was cleaning up after their evening meal, she suddenly acquired a helper, in the kitchen while the rest of her family watched television, Nathans hands would be inside her shirt, or up her skirt, he had even managed to make her cum by fingering her as she stood at the kitchen sink "cleaning dishes". It was heavenly and so erotic having a secret lover.
When she went shopping, Lucy began to look at clothes that she thought would excite him, new lingerie, slightly shorter skirts and tighter tops, items that emphasised her curves and oozed seduction.
At her son's suggestion, she had even bought herself a new dress, it was low cut and slinky and hugged her figure closely.
"Is there any reason, why we can't have evenings out with each other?" he had asked, "Summer is coming and the evenings will be getting warmer."
It was obvious what he was proposing, a way that they could carry on having sex on a more regular basis rather than the haphazard opportunities they had to snatch, generally brief and rushed, but still amazingly pleasurable, currently. Hiding thier tryst from her husband and during her occasional visits daughter.
Her husband never seemed to notice the change in her, he was always off somewhere anyway. She was even more convinced that he was having an affair, but Lucy couldn't care less now, the more he got elsewhere, the less he would make demands on her. She was thrilled that she was having her own affair, right under his nose, Max would never suspect that his own son had taken over his duties in the bedroom. That Nathan was pleasing her more than Max ever had.
They dined out together as often as they could over the next month or two. Their evenings were amazing and nearly electrically charged with sexual expectations. Lucy was still concerned though about her son, she knew he would always be her son, not just her lover, and she worried about him. On one such evening she asked him about his girlfriend."I suppose bit by bit we are drifting apart; we want different things in life," Nathan told her.
"So, what is it you want?" she asked her son. Nervous to hear his reply.
"You," It was a simple and straightforward answer as far as he was concerned.
"This can't go on forever Nathan," she told him, the admission hurting her despite knowing it to be true. "I'm always going to be a lot older than you. The day will come when you won't find me desirable anymore, what happens then?" She asked in spite of herself.
"I think you're taking a too simplistic a view mom. You get older, I get older. It's not like I'm going to stay twenty forever while you get older. Is there any reason, why I shouldn't desire you as much when I'm thirty... or even forty? The age difference does not matter so long as we are both happy to continue. And I do desire you, you know that right?" His hand reached for hers and he looked deeply into her eyes.
It seemed her son had already made his mind up, and Lucy was happy to accommodate his desires, hoping that as he had said, it would carry on for years.
As it was a warmer evening they had walked back from the restaurant. It had only been a bar on this occasion, both of them dressing casually, content just to spend time alone. Nathan's only intention from the outset had been to get his mother into bed and fuck her, he had never considered what might happen afterwards if he succeeded.
He was finding that there was a lot more to her, hidden beneath that mature motherly exterior. She was infinitely better in bed than his girlfriend, sex with her wasn't just about love, it was about the sex, his mother open to any idea's he could think of and prepared to give everything a try. Although never intending to, Nathan had become enamoured with her, she was funny and definitely sexy and knew how to use her body to entice him.
"We could always take a detour," he suggested with a smirk.
Lucy was immediately a willing participant; it had been a week since they had last found an opportunity, and she desperately needed a good fucking.
The playground at the small park was empty at this time of an evening, Nathan leading her away from the entrance. He chose the swings for the older children, whispering what he wanted her to do and holding her arm as she removed her panties.
Seated on the swing with her dress up around her waist, she watched as her son struggled to extract his erection. At last, it was free as he moved closer, grabbed the chains, and pulled her and the swing towards him. Lucy could not stop laughing at first as she fumbled between her legs and positioned his cock, the laughter replaced by a loud groan as he penetrated her and slid his member home. Nathan fucked her steadily, occasionally releasing her as she swung away from him, his mother kicking her legs in the air and then catching her as she swung slowly back towards him before sliding his cock back into her cunt again. It was so goofy and juvenile, but it felt amazing, each thrust plunging deep into her need.
Releasing one hand, Lucy pulled her top up, exposing her breasts to him, her nipples erect and firm in the cooling evening air. Nathan was desperate to touch them as he withdrew and took her hand, dragging her off the swing and across to the grassed area. With the darkness, unless someone entered the park and came in their direction, there was little chance of being seen as Lucy lay back in the grass and opened her legs to him, Nathan dropping his pants to his ankles before kneeling and shuffling between her thighs.
When his cock filled her once more, Lucy pulled him down, with a deep moan, their lips coming together as they kissed ferociously, theirs heads and mouths twisting one way and then another, Nathan managing to get a hand between them as he massaged his mother's tits. Still thrusting into her over and over, his hands covered her mouth as her moans grew louder.
"Shhhh." He whispered in her ear as he continued to thrust. "Or we might get an audience, would you like that? Strangers watching me fuck you here in the grass mom, watching you take my cock inside you?"
She moaned loudly at his words, her mind and body spinning out of control. Raising his hips higher, he slammed his cock harder into her twat, his mother's legs locking around his waist as he fucked her. "Oh yes Nathan, you feel so good inside me, I don't care if anyone sees. Just keep giving it to mommy, keep that wonderful cock inside me baby." Lucy had found that it excited her son, and herself honestly when she reminded him, she was his mother and deliberately told him, what his "mommy" liked being done to her. "Yes Nathan, fuck mommy rough on the ground, grind my ass into the grass. Stick that cock deep in mommies pussy baby. I need to feel it deeper." She begged him like a whore, she was his slut, desperate for fucking, needing his cock always inside her. It was incredible how he brought out this side of her she had never known existed.
Nathans's hips became a blur as he fucked her, his cock pounding her cunt as he tried to stop the noise's leaving her lips but eventually giving up as she headed towards her climax, screaming at the sky as he made her cum, his own orgasm filling her cunt with his cum shortly after. He slid out of her, and she moaned slightly as always when she felt him leave her. He moved his cock to her mouth, his hands on her breasts as he fed his throbbing dick to his mother.
"Clean me mom, suck me clean please." She took him into her mouth, licking and sucking their combined juices from him, pulling the last few drops of cum from his member. As she finished cleaning him, she gave him an immense smile of pleasure and contentment. "Oh Nathan, that was wonderful."
They lay together after they had made themselves decent, hand in hand as they stared up at the stars and spoke about how each of them felt. Lucy had never been so content as she was now, it was as though she had suddenly gotten younger, sex was exciting and satisfying once more and she constantly looked forward to her son making love to her. Nathan was ecstatic, this had all been part of his original plan of course, but never imagining that it would work to this extent. He had dreamt about having sex with his mom, ever since finding the stories online, never realising just how utterly fantastic it would really be if his desires came true.
While Milly was still around in the background, his attraction and need for her had diminished significantly, when they did meet up, there were frequent arguments about the lack of attention she was receiving. He was reaching a point where if he never had another girlfriend, he wouldn't care, he would be content to carry on making love to his mother.
When they finally reached home, they stopped outside for a few minutes as they kissed before unfortunately, they had to go indoors. His mother had gone up to her bed, Nathan sat watching the tv before turning in.
He was still up and watching the end of a film when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he was expecting his sister and was mildly surprised when his mother reappeared.
"Can't sleep?" he asked her, immediately aroused because the nightdress she was wearing was nearly transparent.
His mum shook her head, "I'm just going to make myself a drink, do you want anything?"
Nathan politely declined as she headed for the kitchen and he headed for the stairs, by the time she returned with her cup, he was still on the couch, only now he was wearing nothing but boxers. Putting a finger to her lips he indicated that she should stay quiet and then beckoned her towards him, Lucy straddling his knees as she sat facing him.
"I can think of something better than a drink to help you sleep," he whispered as he pulled his erection free. Lucy stood for a second as he slumped further down before returning to her position, only this time she could feel his manhood pressing against her. She wriggled against it as she teased him, feeling the jerk of his shaft against her. "Would you like to fuck me again my son?" she whispered in his ear.
She didn't need to wait for an answer, it was obvious what Nathan wanted to do as she raised her bottom and pulled his erection upright beneath her. He had to put his hand to her mouth as she lowered herself, and his cock forced its way into her cunt, Lucy quickly disposing of the nightdress as she pulled it up and over her head. With her son's shaft now filling her passage, she wasn't bothered if someone caught them or not, her mind focusing on nothing more than getting fucked.
Using the back of the couch for support, Lucy raised and lowered herself, enraptured by the sensations as her pussy expanded and contracted. Nathan added to her delight as his thumb found her clit, gently rubbing it as she gyrated in his lap and moaned softly, trying to keep her voice to a low level so as not to awaken anyone upstairs.
His other hand went to her tits, massaging and fondling the bouncing flesh, her nipples standing proud and demanding attention. Leaning forward, she found his mouth, her lips pressing firmly against her son's as they kissed, her groans muffled and unable to escape. Her need growing as she increased her pace.
Lucy hardly dared to believe she was doing this, her husband and daughter were asleep upstairs and there she was, naked and getting fucked on the couch by Nathan. It was reckless, dangerous, wrong, but it feel so amazing, she was unable to stop, she didn't want to, she never wanted to.
He released her tits and grabbed her buttocks, holding her aloft as he raised his hips, slamming his cock into her passage as a louder groan managed to escape. "Shhhh!" he managed to say with a short laugh and a beaming smile, you'll get us caught."
At that moment Lucy didn't care, her climax was so close that it was tangible. Her body was highly aroused, no matter where Nathan touched her, it sent blasts of pleasure to her brain, Lucy hanging her head as she panted and closed her eyes.
And then she was floating, control of her voice gone and sounding loud in the quiet house as her orgasm exploded, Nathan's cock hammering her cunt as she felt him inside her and his voice joined hers in crying out. Soon he came inside her as well, his body shaking beneath her as his cock throbbed inside her.
In her bedroom, Katie stirred, wondering what had disturbed her. She listened for a moment, but the house was quiet as she turned over and went back to sleep.
Lucy rained kisses all over her son's face, "I love you; I love you; I love you," the words repeating with each touch of her lips. Her body pressed tightly against her son's, he was hot and sweaty and they held each other for a time recovering. He thought about her words.
He thought back to the start. Having read half a dozen stories online in his search for incest pornography, he found he kept going back to them, the stories igniting his desires more and more. The more he read, the more desperate he felt, the idea to put them on his mother's computer, a symptom of that desperation. It had taken longer than he thought, his one touch of brilliance was that evening in the restaurant and his plea for help from her. Leaving her after her initial refusal, his mother had near enough driven herself into his arms and bed. He knew now though that it wasn't just some childish crush, he cared deeply for her.
Nathans mother had disappeared back upstairs to her bedroom, considerably more satisfied than when she had come down. He had turned off the television, sitting in the silence as his mind wandered.
The next night after dinner, his father had retired to watch TV, and his sister had gone back to her college dorm.
"It's a nice evening, wanna go for a walk?" His mother asked with a seductive smile at him. Nathan knew exactly what his mum was inferring. Eagerly, he snapped his laptop shut and bounced off his bed, grinning like a fool as he nodded his head. He forgot all about his school work as his mother raised her skirt, allowing him a quick glance at her naked lower half, Nathan already noticing that her erect nipples were poking into her top.
"We're just going out for a walk," she called to her husband and heard him grunt as she and Nathan slipped out the back door.
It was only a short stroll before they reached the part of the town that opened out into fields and dirt lanes, a ten-minute bus ride to the next populated town. There were other couples and dog-walkers out and about as they strolled arm in arm, a mother out with her son. Leaving the well-worn path, he led her to a more secluded area, deeper into the brush, Nathan knowing where he was going, a spot he and Milly had used once.
Lucy talked as they strolled, still coming to terms with what they had been doing over the last few months. She screwed up her courage and said the words she had been thinking for some time now but hasn't been able to actually say to him.
"I'm happy for this to continue, for as long as it is what we both want. But I want you to continue your relationship with Milly or any other girlfriend you have. I cannot... we cannot have the type of relationship I have with your father, it's impossible. What we're doing must always be a secret."
Nathan acknowledged the truth in what she said, but his heart hurt at the admission.
"I don't want you to be lonely, and if I am the only woman in your life, you will eventually end up lonely. You must have a proper relationship, a family of your own. I will always be your mom, and for as long as you want, I will also be your lover. I cannot deny your father either, he is my husband no matter how much at times I wish it wasn't the case. I will never leave or divorce him, and you will have to accept that at times he will have sex with me. I know it's difficult, but that is the best I can offer you." She sighed at this truth, long known to her, but only now actually said.
Despite what he had initially set out to accomplish in all this, a quick seduction and fucking of his mom. Nathan found that her announcement hurt. How he wished his mother could be young again and perhaps not his mother, then he could have the type of life with her that he now dreamed about.
Reaching the spot, they sat on the warm grass, both silent for a moment as they thought over what had been said. Lucy wanted the same as her son truthfully, but her maturity told her it could never be like that. She didn't want to think about him with another woman, but if it meant that there was never any suspicion attached to them and they could carry on making love, then it was a price she was more than prepared to pay.
As she lay back in the grass she pulled him towards her, their mouths and lips coming together as they kissed. She remembered how she had fallen in and then ultimately out of love with her husband, knowing now that those feelings were just being directed towards her son. She felt guilt knowing that in a way she was just using him. These thoughts were quickly replaced by renewed pleasure and lust though. As he reached for her.
Nathan's hand was quickly beneath her top as he massaged her breasts, his skilled fingers tweaking her nipples until Lucy asked him to sit up for a second as she glanced around and removed her shirt. Nathan followed suit, ditching his own shirt as they resumed kissing, his hands wandering up and down his mother's body as he became excited by the feel of her breasts pressing against his naked chest.
When his hand disappeared beneath her skirt and traced a path up her legs, Lucy opened them wider to give Nathan better access. When his fingers reached her inner thigh and then her groin, she could feel the dampness grow and hear the rumblings in her throat as she became more and more aroused. There was no one around to hear when she cried out, as her son's finger penetrated her, immediately slick with her juices. The feel of his fingers inside her, probing her depths, stretching her as he added more fingers into her wet pussy. Moving his fingers in a, "come here motion."
Nathan finger-fucked his mother, using a peace he knew was sure to drive her over the edge. Lucy rubbing and grabbing at his pants as she tried desperately to extract his erection. He rolled away from her for a second and removed the rest of his clothing, his mother doing the same as she ditched her skirt, laying back naked and opening her legs as Nathan again inserted his fingers into her pussy. She moaned deeply as he penetrated her with his other hand, feeding the first hand, slick with her juices, to her mouth. She greedily sucked her own juices from her son's fingers, taking each one in turn, cleaning every finger.
He built her arousal, his mouth alternating between her mouth and then her breasts, the excitement of being undressed and having sex outdoors, ramping up Lucy's arousal. As he fingered her, his thumb rubbed at her clit, her pussy was desperately wanting a cock inside it, but he was determined that she would climax before he fucked her. She moaned and squirmed under his manipulations.
Although she pleaded for his cock, he kept denying her. Using his fingers and mouth to drive her wild, her grabbing and wanking his cock furiously, desperate to make him cum as well. She was too far ahead of her son as she suddenly felt her imminent orgasm, releasing his shaft as her body went rigid and she began to shake and curse. Her tits swayed wildly, her legs thrashing as she dugs nails into his flesh, tearing at him as waves of pleasure hit her.
God, she loved him, she thought a split second before his cock was thrust into her cunt. "Oh Nathan, yes just like that baby, fuck mommy hard." Nathan easing back and forwards as he began thrusting hard into her. Lucy watched him towering over her, his eyes locked on hers, enjoying the look of pleasure on her face. He glanced down at her breasts, and then his eyes moved lower, he watched his shaft sink over and over into his mother's wet pussy.
When he looked into her eyes once more, his lips moved, his words so quiet that she felt them more than heard them. "I love you so much, Lucy." Her heart swelled, it was the first time he had ever used her name, and the first time he had disclosed his true feeling towards her. She pulled him down and kissed his face as she whispered back, "I love you too Nathan, please don't stop."
His hips gained momentum as he fucked her faster, his cock ramming into her cunt, Lucy relinquishing control as her arousal escalated once more. He held her tight, his manhood pounding her pussy as he panted above her, she writhed beneath him, ecstasy filling her soul as her orgasm seemed to tear her apart and then slowly reassemble her. "Oh yes, cum for mommy baby!" and with a shout his jerking cock spasmed and filled her passage with his thick cream. He collapsed onto her, their breathing rapid, bodies shaking into each other. They laid there for some time, enjoying the feel of each other's naked flesh pressed into each other.
Afterwards, Lucy was glad she had brought tissues, her pussy was soaking, a mixture of semen and her juices seeped from her, which took several of the cloths to finally stem enough she could stand. She saved a few though, knowing that the walk back without panties would cause slight leakage to run down her thigh.
Nathan didn't want to go home, he didn't want to return, why couldn't he and his mother just run away and disappear.
He had said similar words to Milly in the past, in the heat of sex, but they did not carry the same intensity as when he had just uttered them to his mom during their lovemaking. It hadn't been just to please her, he knew it for a fact, for better or worse, he was in love with his mother, and even better he knew she loved him as well. Not just as her son, not some arbitrary love, he was her lover. He was the one she wanted in life. With a look over at her beautiful face, her content and pleasured smile looking back at him, he knew she would always be the love of his life.