0 comments/ 202961 views/ 55 favorites A Surprising Seduction Ch. 1 By: Abaddon I knew my mom was hot from the time I hit puberty. As soon as I began masturbating I was fantasizing about her. And later, in high school all the guys were always over to use my pool in the summer, hoping she would be home from work or be tanning on the weekends. Mom rarely disappointed too, sunning herself in a modest two-piece on the weekends while all my male friends gawked at her. If she ever knew she was the neighborhood “hot mom” she never gave any indication. The older I got the more I thought about mom and every girl I dated was compared to her. I had a steady girlfriend through high school, but a careful eye would have seen that she was just a younger version of my mom and when I was with my girlfriend I often imagined she was my Mom. Not that she needed a younger version of herself. Mom was twenty-two when she had me, so when I was in high school she was in her thirties and looked like she could have been in her twenties. Mom had been a beauty queen in high school and the years hadn’t diminished her looks one bit. Her long, sunny blond hair still fell past her shoulders, I used to play with it all the time when I was little, and her eyes still sparkled blue. And Mom has kept her amazing body. Seeing old pictures I think it got better after she had two kids. Her ass is rounder and plumper than when she was a teen and her breasts look heavier, they’re 36C’s, I know from checking out her bras in the laundry, too. Sometimes thinking about Mom just makes my cock ache. So anyway, I’m twenty-two now, the same age that Mom was when she had me and she’s been my lover for over two years now. I found a way to make my fantasies come true when I was nineteen and away at college. They say that the meeting of all those different cultures and ideas is good. I know it was for me. Some of you may think what I did to get my Mom was wrong, but I can’t say I have any regrets. Here’s my story. My freshman year at college I met this exchange student from India named Saji. Saji was a great guy and we decided that we would be roommates during our sophomore year. When we became roommates we became the best of friends and I took him back home for a weekend. He stayed in the guest room and we had a great time. And I could tell by the way he looked at my Mom that Saji wanted her just as much as all my friends always had. But Saji was different. He actually said something. We were drinking in the dorm one night. “Dude, would you get pissed if I told you something?” Saji asked, taking a swig of his beer. “I don’t think so. Try me.” I replied. “Well, I have not been able to stop thinking about your mother. She is such a hottie.” I didn’t know what to say, so I agreed. “She came to check on me the first night, she was standing in the doorway and I could see right through her nightgown. I felt really bad about thinking of your mother that way, but I couldn’t help it.” I knew just the nightgown he was talking about. It always drove me crazy too. I tried to make him feel better, and maybe me too a little. “If you think you feel bad, think how I feel. I’m her son!” “What? You think your mother is hot too?” Saji was very surprised. I had told him a little so I didn’t see what there was to loose by telling him the rest. “Dude, I’ve been fantasizing about my mom since I was a kid. How could I not? She’s like a goddess.” Saji nodded his agreement. “Sometimes I think I am doomed to never be completely happy with another girl.” “So would you? You know…” I thought I knew what he meant, but didn’t say anything. “If you could,” Saji continued, “would you be with her?” “I…I…uh, hell, of course I would. As weird as that’s supposed to be, I would in a heartbeat.” Just thinking about it got me hard. “But dude, there is no way she would ever even think about it. She loves my dad way too much.” That part was true. My parents acted like they were as in love as the day they met. My dad worked hard and that meant being on business trips a few days every month, going to some regional office or another and every time he came back I would be able to hear my parents making love from down the hallway. My mother was so loud every time she came. Believe me, that had provided more fodder for fantasy than a hundred pornos could. “And anyway, she would probably hate me, think I am some disgusting little freak if she knew how I feel.” There was a glint in Saji’s eyes now. “What if I could do something to help you? If I could make your fantasy come true, would you do it then?” I had no idea what he was talking about. It was all academic, so I said, “Sure.” “Then this is your lucky day, friend.” Saji went on to tell me how back in India his family was well-regarded herbalists and medicine men and that when his father came to this country he brought much of his knowledge with him. Saji had been studying with his father for as far back as he could remember his father had been mixing up elixirs that healed the family far faster than western medicine had to offer. But what Saji had to help me was not a medicine, he said. It was something his father would not teach him and Saji had only been able to learn by sneaking into his father’s journals. What was it? Now that Saji had teased me I had to know what he was talking about. There was a mixture of powdered herbs that when combined acted like a psychotropic agent. What the hell was that, I asked him. Saji smiled and simply said, “Mind control.” “You’re out of your mind. What, am I going to hypnotize my mother into sleeping with me?” I snorted. “No, it’s nothing as clumsy as you would see in a movie,” Saji told me. This, he said, worked over time. Several weeks to a month, depending on how strong-willed the subject was. Well, I knew Mom was pretty strong-willed. The subject did not turn into a zombie and best of all they had no idea what was happening. As far as the subject was concerned all of their thoughts and feelings were coming from them. “So why are you offering me this ancient family secret?” I asked. There had to be a catch. “Because you’re the only person here who’s truly been a friend to me. And, obviously I expect you to tell me every detail.” I don’t know why I made the show of struggling over my decision, but I did. After a few minutes of silence I told Saji, “Okay, what do I have to do?” When Saji went home for Spring Break he mixed up some of the herbs. Of course he wouldn’t tell me what was in the mixture he brought back, but he assured me that it wouldn’t do anything to hurt my mother. He handed me a big ziplock baggie of something that looked like green tea, but ground up more finely, and some written instructions, along with a vial of an amber oil. Saji said it had a very slight, bitter taste, but depending on what I slipped it into she would never notice. The oil was the “activator.” It was to be used after the herbs had softened Mom up. Lucky for me Mom has a cup of tea every evening after dinner, Saji said that should work perfectly because it would probably start kicking in when she was ready for bed. Because it would take several weeks before the mixture started to have an effect on my mom I had to wait until summer break to put my plan into motion. The anticipation was almost physically painful. I don’t think I had ever been so happy to be home. Mom and Dad were happy to see me and we took our time catching up. Mom doted on me for the first week or so like I was a kid again and of course I sucked up every minute of that I could. All the while I was figuring out how to make my move. After I had been home for a couple weeks I finally got up the nerve to start slipping the powder into Mom’s tea. Usually she put the mug into the microwave with the tea bag in it so it wasn’t much to slip in while she was in the other room and quickly add my stuff to the water. Mom did not seem to notice any taste difference, although the third time I nearly got caught and it took a lot of courage after that to keep it up. But then I hit on the idea of making my mom’s tea for her. She thought I was loopy the first time I offered, but I told her I was going to get myself a snack anyway and why should she take care of everyone else but have no one to take care of her. She thought I was odd, but said all right. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as I watched mom like a hawk, waiting to see if she did anything differently. Saji said that at first she would seem to be a little fatigued, going to bed early. He said when that started I could begin the suggestion part. I caught a break after I had been drugging Mom for about three weeks. Dad had to go to Dallas for business for three days. He was leaving on a Sunday and coming back Thursday sometime. That would give me a good chance to get the programming started. The night before Dad left my parents made up for the time he was going to be away. They must have gotten a little too used to me being away because they were much louder than I ever remembered them being. At least they waited until after they thought I was asleep. When I heard my mom’s first moans I was instantly hard. I made sure a tissue box was close at hand because I knew I would be taking care of myself. I knew Dad had to be inside her because she was getting louder and louder until Mom was crying out, “Denny, oh GOD! That’s it, Denny, right THERE! OH RIGHT THERE, BABY!” Mom was behaving much more wildly than I remembered. The freedom of having the house to themselves must have really had an effect. I heard a knocking too and it took me a moment to realize that it was their headboard hitting the wall. Wow! Mom was getting louder and louder, telling Dad, “Fuck me! Oh fuck me, Denny!” Hearing my proper mother talking like that was so hot. My hand was flying up and down my cock as I pumped my own eight-inch shaft. I heard my mother scream her orgasm right after I heard my dad grunt with what must have been his. In my mind I could see Mom under me, crying those things out for me, and I came right after they did. Dad flew out the next, which left Mom and I alone. It was June at that point and warm and Mom spent the day reading and working on her tan by the pool. She was a high school teacher so she had the summer off, but it hadn’t really been warm enough for the pool up to that point. I had to mow the back lawn and I decided that was the perfect day. I tried not to be too obvious about checking Mom out, but I wasn’t too worried, I don’t think it would even occur to her that I would be. She was wearing a nice pink two-piece. It wasn’t anything too extreme, like a string bikini or anything, Mom would never wear that, even in the yard, but it showed her body off very nicely. Her large breasts glistened from her tanning oil and those long legs stretched out so liquidly on the chaise. I was so caught up in looking at Mom that I nearly ran over the mower cord. That night I went out to a movie with some friends. I knew that if I didn’t get out of the house I would explode. I rolled home around midnight and found all the lights out. Good. I figured Mom had been in bed for about an hour or so. And don’t think I forgot about drugging her. I know it was a little early, but I mixed it in with dinner. I moved through the house as quietly as I could and went to my room to change. My parents’ bedroom door was closed, but not all the way, so I eased it open and entered the dark room. There was enough light from the window for me to get my bearings. The window was open and a slight breeze made the curtains flutter. Mom and Dad have a huge four-poster bed and squinting a little in the darkness I could see Mom laying on it. Slowly I made my way to the side of the bed. “Mom?” I whispered. I repeated myself a little louder until I was convinced she was asleep. She was laying on her back with the sheet kicked off and I could see then gentle rise and fall of her chest. She was wearing a white cotton nightgown which would have fallen to just above her knees had she been standing, but in her tossing and turning it had ridden up so that it barely covered her forbidden parts. And the top seemed to cling to her breasts, which were spilled to the side. Her nipples made little impressions through the thin cotton. My cock was growing very hard. Satisfied that she was asleep, I sat on the side of the bed, next to my mother. Saji said she would be hard to wake up if she was in dream sleep. I had the vial clutched tightly in my sweaty palm. This was it, finally time to see if I had what it took to get my mother into bed. Slowly I uncorked the vial. Saji said just a little bit of the activator would do the trick, so I put a few droplets on the tip of my pinky. I pressed my pinky to Mom’s lips. She drew a sharp breath and I almost jumped off the bed. Then she opened her lips and licked the oil from my fingertip. That did nothing to make my hard-on go down. Mom let out a soft little moan and I could see her posture change, kind of like she was waking up, but she stayed asleep. It was so quiet in that bedroom that when I spoke again I startled myself. “Mom, can you hear me?” She didn’t speak and I was about to ask again when she murmured, “Hmmhmm.” “Do you know who this is?” “Mmm, yes, sweetie, my tall, handsome son, Tommy.” It was weird to see Mom speaking like she was awake, but he see her eyes closed. “How do you feel, Mom?” “I feel really good, honey. Very happy. How about you?” Mom smiled in her sleep. “I’m feeling great,” I said. She definitely did not seem her “normal” self. Time to get started. “I heard you with Dad last night.” I said. “That’s nice, sweetie.” “It sounded pretty hot. Sounded like you really loved getting Dad’s cock.” “Oh yes, it felt great. I love it when your dad’s inside me. He feels so good.” “I bet he made you cum.” “He always makes me cum, sweetie. But sometimes I don’t think that’s too hard.” “Really? Do you always cum easily, Mom?” Mom wrinkled her brow. “Should we really be talking about this?” “Why not? It’s okay.” “Okay then, if you say so.” I let out a sigh. She had me worried for a second. “So would you say you’re horny at lot?” “I don’t know what a lot is, but I do get horny.” “I wish you got horny when you thought about me.” I told her. “Really? That’s sweet, but it’s kind of funny.” Mom giggled a little. She was acting like a schoolgirl. “I have a nice, big cock, and I know what to do with it.” “Mmmm, now that part sounds pretty good.” “What do you do when you get horny, Mom?” “Well, if your father is around I fuck him. If not, sometimes I touch myself.” “I think it would be cool if you were horny right now. Could you do that for me?” “Of course, you know I would do anything for you, sweetie. Let me think about something that will make me hot.” It was so weird to hear my mom talking to me like that, but very cool at the same time. I thought of something. “Okay, I am going to count backward from five. With each number you’re going to get a little more turned on. When I reach one you’ll be very turned on.” I wondered if something like this would work. I still didn’t really know what I was doing. “Five…” Mom didn’t give any response. “Four…” Mom licked her lips and in the near darkness I thought I saw her expression change. “Three…” Mom inhaled sharply and softly moaned. I could see her moving her hips a little and her nipples were definitely nice and hard. “Two…” Mom moaned louder this time and it looked like she was trying to resist touching herself. She pressed her thighs together. I waited a little longer and said, “One.” “Ohhhh…” Mom moaned. Her hand was on her thigh, but she didn’t touch herself. Part of her still must have been saying you can’t do that in front of your son. Well, that would go away soon. “Oh sweetie, how did you make me feel like this? Mmmm, it’s so good.” God damn, Saji’s stuff really worked. I figured I had probably done enough of a test drive. He had warned me to work into it a little, so I didn’t want to push too far on the first session. Besides, I knew I would be getting everything I wanted soon enough. “I know some secrets, but I’m not going to tell you yet.” Mom actually pouted, like a little girl. I could still see her moving her hips. “That’s not fair.” “Well, if you do all the things I ask I will tell you.” “Okay, that sounds fair.” “Now tomorrow I want you to be horny like this all day. From the time you wake up until you go back to bed I want you to feel a tingle in your pussy.” “Okay, but I don’t know if I can handle that. Your father’s away.” That made me a little jealous. “And you can’t touch yourself all day. You’ll want to, but you will know you can’t. Not until it is time for bed. At eleven o’clock exactly you’ll go to bed. Then you can touch yourself.” Then I had a thought. “I want you to think you closed your bedroom door, but don’t close it.” “Yes, sweetie, but why do I have to wait all day?” Mom whined. She looked like she would have touched her pussy right then if I gave the word. “Because I asked you to. And don’t you want to make me happy?” “Always, sweetie. I always want you to be happy.” “Good. And I want you to dress a little sexier because you’re so horny. Okay?” “That part will be easy. What would you like me to wear?” “Pick something out. Think of what I might like to see.” “Yes, sweetie.” “I’m going to go back to bed now and you should go back to sleep too. You won’t remember this conversation, but you will remember what you have to do.” “Yes sweetie, goodnight.” I left Mom then, but God knows I didn’t sleep at all that night. Mom was up early the next day and I could hear her knocking around downstairs. I was kind of surprised because she usually slept in during the summer. I made my way downstairs and found her in the kitchen. “Good morning,” I said, but almost choked on my words. I could see that Mom had definitely been listening last night. She was wearing a yellow sundress with spaghetti straps that criss-crossed behind her back. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts looked so sexy when she moved. I could also see her thick nipples straining at the dress. The cotton was so thin I could also tell she was wearing a thong under it. I didn’t know my mother owned anything like this. I also hoped she owned more. “Hi sweetie,” Mom said. She came over and gave me a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. Her breasts felt so good crushed against me. “I need to run to the store. Is there anything you’d like me to get?” Is was then that I noticed Mom was a little flushed and she was standing kind of funny, almost like she was squeezing her thighs together. I tried not to give away that I noticed. “Nah, nothing special for me, I got everything I need.” “Okay sweetie, see you in a little while then.” Mom kissed me again and I watched her great round ass as she sashayed out of the kitchen. It was that moment that I knew I could get my mother to do anything I wanted. This was all teaching me that I am an extremely impatient person. Just like the day before waiting for nighttime was torture. When Mom came home from the store I helped her unload the car and then she changed from the sundress into her bikini and lay by the pool for a couple hours. Mom pulled on shorts, but didn’t bother to put on a top when she made dinner on the barbeque. The sight of those luscious breasts hanging out all night was making me nuts. I went up to my bedroom to jerk off a couple times. I couldn’t help myself. I gave Mom her tea just like I had been doing for weeks and like clockwork she went to bed just when I told her to. Five minutes later I was upstairs, outside my parent’s bedroom. Mom was just coming out of the bathroom. Her shorts were already off and she was just was just wearing panties and her bikini top. She went to her dresser and opened one of the lower drawers, reaching into the back of it. Her great ass was pointed right at me. When she straightened up Mom had a paperback and she went over to the bed. A Surprising Seduction Ch. 1 Mom paged through the paperback until she found the section she was looking for. It was a Best of Penthouse Forum book. My mother had her own porn! I never knew! While she read, Mom’s hand moved down over her flat tummy and between her legs. Mom started breathing heavier as she rubbed herself through her panties. She moaned a little and sank farther down onto the bed. Mom was rubbing herself in little circles while she slowly flipped pages. I could see her nipples through her bikini top and they looked so hard. It was almost like Mom was reading my mind because she scooped one of her breasts out of her top and pulled on her nipple. She pinched and rolled her nipple and I could see her biting her lip as she tried to be quiet, but I could still hear little moans and whimpers escape her lips. And the whole time I stood in the doorway, watching my mother put on this amazing show, while to her the door to her bedroom was safely closed. My hand was in my shorts and I was rubbing my aching hard-on as I watched Mom. God, she was so hot. I didn’t know how I was supposed to not want her, whether she was my mother or not. She was still a very sexy woman in her early forties and I was a virile young man. Of course I would be attracted to her. Putting the book down, Mom pushed her panties off her hips and slid them down her long legs. She had really nice legs and they were starting to tan nicely. It was the first time I saw my mom’s bare pussy and I just about creamed in my pants. Her hair down there was darker and while it was trimmed it wasn’t too short. Mom spread her legs wide and rubbed her hairy pussy until I could see it glistening with its wetness. Mom kept rubbing down there in little circles and I could hear her moaning more and more loudly. Her breasts seemed to heave the way she was breathing. Mom used her other hand to squeeze her breast and pinch her nipple. Her efforts at keeping quiet were getting pretty bad and I might have heard her even if I were in my room. She was lifting her hips off the bed now and she spread her lips open so she could get at her clit. As soon as Mom started rubbing her clit she shifted into high gear and I knew her orgasm was imminent. “Ohhhh…ohhhh…ohhhh…ohhh…” she moaned as she got closer and closer. It was too much for this poor boy to take and I shot my load right in my pants. Not long afterward, Mom came too, biting into a pillow to try to stay quiet. It was clear that being horny all that had taken its toll. Mom came, but she didn’t stop rubbing herself until she’d come twice. Finally she lay there, exhausted, while I sat on the floor outside the door, hard all over again. When Mom got up and put her book away I went back to my room to give her time to fall asleep. I was back in an hour and Mom was fast asleep in her nightgown, with the lights off. She was on her side, facing away from the door, with the sheet to her waist. This time I boldly entered the bedroom and walked around to the other side of the bed. Mom’s eyes were closed tight and she didn’t even stir when I sat beside her. Again, I put some of the activator oil on my fingertip and Mom licked it up. “Hi, Mom,” I said, stroking her hair. “Hi sweetie,” she answered. “How was your day?” “It was really…nice.” “What do you mean by that? Was something wrong?” “Well no, Tommy. I just felt…funny.” I could tell she was trying to avoid telling me something. That wouldn’t do. “You know you can tell me anything, Mom. Tell me what you’re thinking.” “I know, sweetie. It’s just kind of embarrassing. You see, I was so horny all day. It distracting. You can’t imagine what it’s like.” “I’m a teenaged boy, I think I can.” Mom giggled. It was so weird to see her awake, but not. “I imagine you can at that. Anyway, I wanted to touch myself all day long, but for some reason I just couldn’t.” “I hope you took care of it eventually.” I played dumb. “I did. I feel silly telling you this, you’re my son, but as soon as I came up for bed. God, you have no idea how good it felt.” If only she knew. “So Mom, do you remember the deal we had? If you do whatever I ask I’ll make sure you always feel good?” “Of course, sweetie. Is there more you’d like me to do for you?” Mom looked so sweet lying there. “Yes, Mom, there’s a lot you’ll be doing. I was wondering if you’d like to show me your pussy.” “Sure, Tommy.” My heart was pounding as my mother pushed the sheet down and then pulled up her nightgown and then there was that dark blond pussy staring up at me. I asked her, “Show me a little how you touched it earlier.” Mom looked unsure, but then reached down and started rubbing herself. “Does it feel good to touch yourself like that, Mom?” “Mmm, yes Tommy.” “Do you mind that I am watching?” “If it makes you happy, I’m glad you’re here.” “Do you think I am attractive, Mom?” “Yes, sweetie, I’ve always thought you were very handsome.” She kept rubbing herself as she spoke. “I don’t mean in the way that I’m your son. I mean like a man.” “I don’t know, Tommy. I never really thought about you like that. You do look kind of like your father at your age, so I guess so.” “I want you to see me as a man, not just as your son. Could you do that?” “Yes, Tommy, I think I can if you ask me too. It might take some getting used to, though.” “That’s okay. You’ll like it I think when you are used to it.” “Mmm, I am liking it already.” Mom was getting pretty turned on by touching herself. “Good. Now tomorrow is going to be a little different than today. You are going to get as horny as you were today, but only when you see me. I know it might be a little confusing, but I think you can do it.” “I’m not sure about that, but if you want me to, I think I can try.” “You’re touching your pussy while I’m right here and it doesn’t bother you. You even like it a little, I bet.” “Mmm, you’re right, sweetie. I don’t mind having you here at all.” “And when I make your horny, part of you is going to want to make me horny too.” “Like a tease?” Mom asked. “Exactly. And tomorrow night when you go to bed, you’re going to touch yourself again. I want you to think you closed the door again. But this time instead of getting your book you’re going to think about me while you do it.” “I don’t know about all this, but if you want me to do it, I will. Anything for you, Tommy.” “Good, Mom. I am going to go to bed now and I want you to go to sleep too. And remember, you’ll think all this is your idea, no matter what. Do you understand?” Yes, sweetie. I understand. Good night.” I smiled. She was putty in my hands. “Don’t I get a goodnight kiss?” “Sure Tommy. Come here.” I bent over and Mom kissed my cheek. “No, Mom, I said, a real kiss.” “Sorry,” she giggled, “I misunderstood.” Mom kissed me again, this time full on the lips. When she opened her mouth I thrust my tongue right in. Mom was really hot from rubbing her pussy and she sucked on my tongue like a starving woman. Finally, I pulled back. “Good night, Mom.” “Good night, Tommy,” My mother said, and rolled back over. I went back to my room and quickly jerked off again. The next morning I was actually up before Mom. I lay in bed for a while, thinking about what today would be like. If everything went according to plan and Mom was really as in control as I thought it would be fun to watch her get used to the new feelings she would be having and wondering where they were coming from. I am certain that a fairly conservative woman like my mother would not know how to handle it, but if the power of my suggestion held she wouldn't have any choice. If today went well I planned to really notch things up tonight. I only had two more nights before Dad was back. I had to make sure Mom was completely mine by then. Mom came downstairs while I was in the living room and went into the kitchen. She was wearing a baggy t-shirt and tight shorts. Her back was to me when I came into the room. "Hi Mom," I said. "Good morning, sweetie," Mom said, her back still to me while she finished pour a glass of orange juice. She turned to face me and immediately I saw her eyes widen and she took a step back, against the counter. I acted like I hadn't noticed anything. "You look really good this morning, Tommy, being home must agree with you." Mom said in a husky voice. I was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and nothing else. That's how I always sleep. I was freeballing under the boxers and I saw Mom's eyes imperceptively wander down my lean physique to wear my cock and balls hung, not very well concealed. I knew could see the outline of my eight inches. Slowly, Mom's complexion was turning an appealing shape of red. "Can I have a glass of juice?" "Sure, honey." Mom said. I crossed the kitchen while Mom poured me some juice and when she turned again I could tell she was taken aback by my closeness. She was turning redder and I could even see her nipples stiffening through her t-shirt. Mom looked kind of like a deer in headlights. She wiggled out from between the counter and me. "So what are your plans today?" She asked, clearing her throat. "Oh, I don't know. How about you?" "I had planned on catching up on some work around here, but now I am thinking of going out." She was avoiding looking me in the eye. "Really, if you're running errands maybe I'll go with you, I don't have anything to do today." "Okay, Tommy, I'll let you know," my mother said, then disappeared back upstairs. I went upstairs too and jumped in the shower. When I got out I got dressed and I could hear Mom downstairs. I ran down and caught her as she was getting her keys and getting ready to go out the door. "Where ya going, Mom?" I asked. She turned around, startled. She was wearing another sexy little outfit like yesterday and I had to wonder if it was my prompting that caused it. She had on a snug pink tank top and a short khaki skirt. She looked very sexy without looking slutty. "I told you, I have some errands to run." "I thought you were going to take me." "You don’t want to be bothered. I have to go shopping for a dress for some business dinner your father is taking me to. You'll be bored to tears." "I just want to get out of the house. Let's go." Mom looked unsure for a moment, but then said, "Okay, but I don't want to hear that you're bored." "I promise I won't be." I couldn't be sure, but I could have sworn that as Mom walked out ahead of me she was switching her hips a little to show off that gorgeous ass of hers. Mom had a nice little sports car and we drove to the mall with the top down since it was such a nice day. Her long blonde hair fluttered in the breeze and every time she shifted her little skirt rode up, flashing me a nice slice of thigh. I can remember that in the past she would have been pulling that skirt down constantly, but today Mom just left it alone. I tried not to stare too much. I didn't want to be obvious. Mom told me that I could go look in record stores at the mall and just meet up with her for lunch, but I said would just stick with her. I saw something cross her face then, like she was glad I was staying with her, but also scared. We went straight for the department stores. Dad’s business dinners are usually pretty fancy, so I knew Mom would be getting some kind of cocktail dress or something. I was hard just imagining the possibilities. I’d seen Mom ready to go out for these things before and she always looked really nice. The first couple dresses she tried on were nice, but a little on the conservative side. But then I could see my “suggestion” taking effect and with a little encouragement from me on how good she looked and Mom was picking dresses that showed a little more leg, or a little cleavage. Mom couldn’t find anything she liked at the first store so we moved onto Bloomies. By this time she seemed to be getting into showing off for me and I picked a couple things for her to take into the dressing room. There was one navy dress that while it wasn’t too short, it had very high slits on each side. When Mom took a step I could see pretty high on her hips. There was another one that had sort of a halter-top and Mom looked like she was going to burst from it. “That looks great, Mom.” I said enthusiastically. “You think so, huh? I don’t think so. You’re father would freak if I wore this to a business dinner.” Mom looked pleased by my reaction. “Well, you look hot. If you weren’t my mother…” I left the rest unsaid. Mom stuck her tongue out at me and said, “Well, sweetie, I am,” then disappeared back into the dressing room. Eventually Mom settled on the classic simple black cocktail dress, but the one she picked made her look so hot. I knew part of why she picked it was because I’d liked it so much. It was pretty short, she’d have to be careful sitting, and it had a deep neckline, showing off a lot of Mom’s newly tanned cleavage. The top was only held up by tiny spaghetti straps and a zipper ran up the back. As soon as Mom paid for the dress we bought a nice pair of heels to match and then we headed for Victoria’s Secret. “You might want to wait outside for this part, Tommy. I need pantyhose and a new strapless bra for this dress.” Actually my cock was throbbing at the thought of going into Victoria’s Secret with my hot mom. “No, it’s okay, besides, haven’t I been a help so far?” “You have been, but I don’t know how you’ll help here.” Mom went to pick a bra out first. As she bent down to look at the lower drawers her skirt rode up almost to the point that I could see her panties. I wondered if she was wearing a thong like the day before. She was digging through the 36C drawer and finally found what she was looking for at the back. It was a very lacy strapless bra that would obviously create some great cleavage. I would have died to see her in it. But then, I could arrange that. She went back to try it on, then when she came out she went to the pantyhose rack. “You know Mom, wouldn’t thigh highs be better than pantyhose?” I said. “What would you know about that?” Mom scoffed. “You would be surprised. What, do you think college is a monastery?” “I’m not sure I want to know what goes on there.” “Might make your hair curl,” I told her. Mom blushed again. “Okay, mister expert, what would you have me wear. Remember, I am your mother.” “Well, like I told you before, you’re hot, being my mom doesn’t change that.” “Thank you, I think.” “Anyway, definitely thigh highs. Black, but I think with a seam up the back.” I asked Mom her size and dug though the ones they had until I found what I was looking for. Yeah, she’d look really hot. “So you would actually dress your mother in these?” Mom asked, taking the stockings from me. “Any day.” I smiled. Something passed between Mom and I and I knew she was feeling it in her pussy. I knew that every time she looked at me she was getting wet, just as I’d told her too. Mom did buy the stockings I’d suggested and then we headed to the food court for lunch. I looked around and I could see a lot of guys, ones from my age all the way up to dirty old men checking my mother out. I’m sure they all assumed I was her son, but I was still the one there with the piece of ass and they weren’t. That night after dinner Mom changed into a long t-shirt, although it wasn’t quite long enough to keep me from seeing her white cotton panties when she sat down to watch TV. I enjoyed the great view much more than the movie we’d rented. After her tea Mom went up to bed, just like I’d told her. Getting cocky I barely waited until she was at the top of the stairs before I followed. Again, her bedroom door was open, just like I had instructed her. As Mom walked into her bedroom she pulled the t-shirt over her head and threw it onto a chair and when she turned back around I got to see the wonderful jiggle of her big, perfect tits as she walked over to her bed. I thought she was going to pull her nightgown on, but instead she stood at the foot of the bed, with one hand on the post. She hung her head for a moment, her long hair veiling her face, and then she reached between her legs and rubbed her cunt with a moan. I had to lean closer, but I could hear her talking to herself. “What the hell’s the matter with you?” Mom said quietly, still rubbing herself. “He’s just a kid, he’s your goddam son. Ohhh… I just never noticed before, never knew…” Mom pushed her panties down and now she was standing there completely naked. Her tits hung down as she leaned forward, her hand on the bedpost keeping her up. Her hand got busier between her legs and I could see my mother swaying on her feet. Finally she crawled over the footboard and lay on the bed on her stomach, with her hand beneath her, between her legs. She was humping her pussy down at her hand. I’d never seen a woman touch herself like this. It was like Mom was just sort of overwhelmed and had to take care of herself now. “Oh God help me…Ohhhhhgggooddd…Tommmmyy…sweetie…” Mom’s thrusting at her hand became more violent and I could hear her moaning my name over and over. Of course I had my cock out and was beating off furiously. Mom spread her legs and I could see she had two fingers buried in her cunt as she got herself off, thinking of me, her teenaged son. “Ohh…ohhh…” Mom came fiercely, not like the night before, almost as if the taboo of masturbating to thoughts of her son made it that much more intense. Mom rode out her orgasm until she was exhausted and I just left her there, going to my room for a while. When I went back to my parent’s room, about an hour later, there light was still on and Mom was lying where I had left her, but by the rise and fall of her body it was clear she was asleep. When I came around the side of the bed I could see she had her head turned. I put some oil on my finger and pressed it to her lips, but instead of just licking it off Mom sucked my finger between her lips, pulling it deep. Only when Mom had licked off every last drop did she let my finger go. “Is that you, sweetie?” Mom asked, rolling onto her back. Her eyes were still closed. I could see a big wet spot under where her cunt had been. Mom lay on her back, naked, with me in the room like it was the most natural thing. “Yes, Mom. How did you feel today?” “So weird. I had all these feelings and thoughts going through me. I felt like I couldn’t control myself.” Mom’s brow furrowed. “But they were your thoughts. You probably just got a little confused is all.” “I guess you’re right, Tommy. They have to be my thoughts, it’s just I’m not used to that sort of thing.” “What sort of thing, Mom. Tell me.” “Well, you were so helpful today. I had these thoughts about you. Crazy thoughts. It must just be because you’re growing up and becoming a man. I guess I never noticed before.” “Noticed what?” Here it came. “Just how strong and handsome you’ve become. You’re such a good-looking boy, Tommy. All the girls at school must want you.” I could see my mother’s nipples getting hard as she spoke. “Does that make you jealous?” “Well, I have to be honest. Yes, it does. You’ve always been mine, I don’t want to share you.” “You wouldn’t have to, if you could take care of all my needs.” Mom looked unsure. “Haven’t I always?” “Of course, Mom. You know I love you. But I’m a man now, I have different needs.” “I know, so do I Tommy.” “Could you take care of them, Mom?” I baited her. Again Mom looked like she didn’t want to answer. “I think I could. I know I want to, but I shouldn’t. I should think about you this way. It’s not right. It’s like before.” Before? What did that mean? I asked. “Well, when you were seventeen, I came home early once. You were back by the pool with your girlfriend and you guys were skinny dipping.” Mom paused, that wasn’t all. I remembered that time. I was going out with Amber Morrison. She had been a hot blonde, just like my mother. “Well, I caught you guys fooling around. You were touching each other and then…I saw her go down on you. I didn’t know what to think. It was so strange, I’d never seen people having sex in person before. It had an effect on me, even if it was my own son. A Surprising Seduction Ch. 1 “After she sucked on you, Sweetie, you got on top of her and God, the sounds you made come from her. I couldn’t help it. I go so wet. I didn't stop you because I couldn't handle he way I felt, but I kept your father happy every night for a week after that! But I felt so ashamed that those feelings were caused by my own son.” So maybe that was why this was so easy. Mom had had some thoughts before. If only I’d known she was there that day. Well, this certainly made things more interesting. I had to reassure her, Mom looked worried, even though she also looked very turned-on. “It’s okay Mom, really. It’s only natural to get turned on by seeing two people having sex. It would turn me on. Sometimes I’ve heard you and Dad and gotten really turned on.” “Really?” Mom sounded shocked. It was so hard to remember she was in a drug-induced trance the whole time. “Yeah, really, but it’s okay with me, because I know it’s natural. You’re a sexy lady, Mom, I don’t have any problem being turned on by you, and you shouldn’t have a problem with this either.” “Maybe you’re right. I just don’t know.” “Do you want me to make you feel better?” I asked. Mom jumped at the chance. “Yes, sweetie, more than anything.” “I want you to banish all your worries from your mind. It’s not going to bother you anymore. You’re just going to feel what you feel and when you want to you’ll act on it. And to help make you more comfortable we’re going to do something.” I couldn’t believe I was doing this like this, but after Mom’s revelation my head was spinning. “So we get more comfortable with each other we’re going to touch ourselves together.” “Tommy, that’s a bad idea.” Mom chided. “You’re already naked in front of me and you don’t mind do you? I think you like it, that you like knowing you have an effect on my young cock.” “I think I do, sweetie, if that’s alright.” “Good, then let’s get more comfortable.” Mom pushed up on the bed so she was resting on the pillows. The king sized bed was easily big enough for me to get on beside her. I felt of silly beside her in my boxers and t-shirt while she was naked, so I quickly got rid of my clothes. My cock was visibly throbbing as it lay up against my stomach. My balls felt like they could burst at any moment. Every fantasy I'd ever had since I was twelve was about to come true. "Well…" I said, awkwardly. Now was I the one being kind of reluctant, but come on, gimme some slack. First, Mom cupped her magnificent breasts, plucking at her nipples with manicured fingernails. The fat, ruby coloured tips of her breasts seemed to grow more rigid and I wanted to lean over and suckle them, as I must have as a child. Mom moaned and bit her lip as her fingers traveled down to the valley of her sex. The blonde tuft between her legs was already damp as she ran her fingers through it and parted her puffy pink lips. Watching Mom touch herself from across the room had been one thing, but lying next to her while she did blew me away. I could see her lips glisten and I could even smell her arousal as her fingers gently poked and prodded her cunt with an expertness that made every touch elicit a moan and a groan of pleasure. I was so caught up in watching Mom that it took me a minute to catch up. My cock was throbbing to be touched and I took my hot shaft in hand finally, moving my hand up and down it. It was rough with no lubrication, but I had to be touched. "Mmmm, sweetie, it feel so good to touch myself and I like knowing you're right here. I can almost imagine it's you touching me. I can almost see you that day Tommy, with Amber under you as you slipped inside her. Oh, I was jealous sweetheart, I was. But you're here now. Ohhhh…" Mom found her clit, I don't know how she could have missed it. It stuck out all red and stubby from her pussylips and every time she touched it Mom cried out more loudly. "Ohhhh…OHHHH…Toommmyyyy…" It was then that I realized Mom's eyes were open. She was staring right at my cock as she touched herself. Was she out of the trance? Was she awake? She couldn't have been because she kept touching herself and moaning my name. She saw me jerking my red cock and actually reached over and wrapped her hand around it. "Ohhhh…Mooommmm…" I gurgled, almost cumming her from touch. "That feels so solid and strong, you have such a beautiful cock. I thought some of my wetness might help you jerk off." Mom whispered and returned her hand to her cunt. I came before she did, there was just no way I was going to hold out. My cock shot with the force of a riot hose and thick ropes of cum erupted from the tip. They flew through the air, landing on the bed, on me, even on Mom's leg. "Oh, sweetie, yesss…I love seeing you cum…OHHHHH Tooomm…" And Mom was cumming right with me, rubbing her cunt furiously while her orgasm gripped her. When it was all over we lay side by side on the bed both breathless. I didn't want to get up, but I knew I had to go sleep in my bed. I didn't give my mother anymore specific instructions, just saying, "Mom do you feel better about everything now?" "Yes, sweetie, this felt so good. I don't feel nearly as confused anymore. I think you're right, our attraction is natural and maybe doing something about it is too." "I'm glad you feel that way. When you wake up I want all you're confusion about how you feel toward me to be gone. I want you to feel free to act on any attraction you might be feeling." "I don't think that's going to be a problem anymore, Tommy." Mom said. "Good. Goodnight then, Mom." I said, getting up. "Don’t forget to kiss Mommy goodnight," she said and pulled me back onto the bed. My own mother gave me the hottest kiss I have ever had in my young life. By the time she was done my cock was growing again. She was already passed out again before I left the room." To Be Continued... A Surprising Seduction Ch. 2 The night before had been so amazing that I slept late into the next day. I guess I was just drained by everything that happened. The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I was naked. I never sleep naked. I must have left my boxers in Mom’s room. I wondered if she was up yet. She shouldn’t remember what had happened the night before and I am sure she would have found it perplexing to find my boxers in her room in the morning. I pulled on another pair of boxers and went down to my parents’ room. Mom was already up and the room was empty. I found last night’s boxers half under the bed and wondered if Mom had seen them. I rushed them back down to my room. I didn’t find Mom anywhere until I looked out back. She was laying on one of the loungers with sunglasses on and I couldn’t tell if her eyes were open or not. The bathing suit she had on was not one of her regular two-pieces, but a string bikini and she had the strings untied so the materiel just barely clung to her breasts. There was an open paperback by the side of the lounge, another romance novel, but she wasn’t reading it. There was a radio plugged in and blaring and Mom didn’t hear my approach. “Hey, Mom,” I said, standing right next to her. Mom jumped when she heard my voice and the top of her bikini came right off, exposing those luscious breasts to me again. God I loved my mom’s tits. Mom covered herself up, but took her time about it. “Sorry, sweetie. You startled me. I am trying to work on my tan, but I don’t want any lines to show with that dress I bought.” “Hey, no problems here. I think you look great.” Mom smiled and even blushed a little. “Well, thanks. That’s nice coming from a young man like yourself. Maybe I’ve still got it.” “I think you know you’ve got it, Mom.” I couldn’t believe it, my mother was actually flirting with me! “So, want to go for a swim?” Mom asked. “Uh, sure, but I need to go upstairs and change.” “Come on, Tommy, you mean to tell me you’ve never skinny-dipped in this pool?” Mom didn’t know that she’d told me just last night that she’d caught me skinny-dipping. “Well, yeah, I have a couple times. But I’m not going to do it in front of my mother.” “You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen, sweetie, although I’m sure you’ve grown up a bit since the last time I saw it.” I decided to call her bluff. “Well, if I do it, are you going to?” “Skinny dip? I don’t know. You probably haven’t seen me like that since you were a baby. It won’t be weird for you?” Mom said, seeming a little unsure suddenly. “If you’re game, so am I. I bet you won’t do it.” I said, gaining confidence. Mom was under no special instructions anymore so whatever she did was because she wanted to do it. “I think the neighbors would think it odd for mother and son to be frolicking in their pool together naked. And what do you mean bet? Like an actual bet?” I could see a gleam in Mom’s eye now. “Well, we’re fenced in, so the neighbors won’t know what’s going on. And sure, I bet you won’t do it. If you do, I’ll do whatever you say. If you don’t, you do whatever I say. Ready?” I said, and with a flourish I whipped off my boxers and dove into the pool as quickly as I could. I didn’t want her seeing just how hard this whole exchange had made me. I hit the water with a huge splash and dove under, shaking the water out of my eyes as I came up. I looked up and Mom was still standing there in her sexy bikini, considering her options. “Guess you’re going to have to learn sometime that your mom’s not so uptight,” she said, reaching back to untie her bikini top. You’re not a kid anymore, after all.” Mom let her bikini top fall to the ground and stood straight, giving me a perfect view of those amazing tits. Her nipples were dark and stood out hard and straight. Next Mom swished her hips as she shimmied out of her bottoms. One thing I noticed that was different from the night before was that Mom had shaved off about all of her pussy hair, leaving just a little peach fuzz. I wondered if that was for my benefit. Mom did not jump right in like I did, but walked to the edge of the pool slowly. “Tada!” Mom announced, then dove in. Mom burst up from the water and smoothed her hair back on her head. The water level was just above her nipples. “Lord, it’s cold in here,” she said, giggling. “Hope you’re not too shocked by your mother.” Then she yelped and leapt onto me, trying to tickle the daylights out of me. I twisted and turned and because of the water I was a little too slick for her to get a hold of. As I squirmed in her arms, I could feel Mom’s tits crushed against me and that just made my hard-on ache more. The water may have been cold, but I was not experiencing any shrinkage. Mom reached around to try and get a hold of me and she nearly grabbed my cock. She yanked her hand away, which loosened her hold, and I was able to go on the offensive. I spun around and wrapped my arms around Mom, pinning hers to her sides. She fought hard, whipping me in the face with her hair, but I was able to cling to her. My cock was trapped between her thighs, it’s length rubbing her slit and the more Mom wiggled the more it felt like she was jerking me off with her thighs. There was no way she didn’t feel my hard-on against her. Mom kept moving until she finally realized she wasn’t getting away and said, “Mercy,” but I still didn’t let go. “Are you going to let me go?” Mom asked. Her eyes were locked onto mine and I could feel her squeezing my cock with her thighs. God, I was really getting close to cumming right there in the pool. “Maybe,” I croaked out. “I know your arms will get tired before I will.” She said. “And I won the bet, so now you have to do anything I say. Maybe this way I will finally get you to clean your room, young man,” Mom smiled. She was still working my cock, but didn’t acknowledge it at all. “But that’s something too easy. I think I’ll make you my cabana boy for the afternoon. You can wait on me while I sun myself. Deal?” Oh God. I was going to blow my load. I could tell by how puffy Mom’s pussylips were that she was pretty turned on too, but she wasn’t saying anything at all. “Yess…” I said, moaning my answer. I had to let her go, that or spunk in the pool. Mom splashed me and swam away, laughing. I watched her round ass as she stepped out of the pool and went back to the lounger. She did pull her swimsuit on, which kind of disappointed me. Mom watched me, waiting for me to get out of the pool, but there was no way that was happening. “I need to run upstairs, I’ll be right back. I expect a tall glass of lemonade by the time I come back out.” Mom said. With her gone I got out of the pool and retreated to my room without running into her. And there it took about two seconds to get myself off. I came back outside to bring Mom her lemonade and she was back on her lounger, her bikini top pulled down so far that it barely covered her fat nipples. I openly stared at her breasts as I handed Mom her drink. Afterward, I lay down on the lounger next to her. After forty-five minutes or so Mom turned over and order me to oil her back. I hopped off my lounger and knelt next to her. I squirted a good bit of tanning oil onto my mother’s back and then started rubbing it in. Mom moaned under my hands and told me how good they felt. It was turning into a massage and so I took my time rubbing the oil into her shoulders and neck. Mom reached back and untied the string across her back, leaving me a landscape of bare flesh. I made the most of it, my hands straying everywhere. When my hands strayed to the sides of Mom’s tits she moved a little so I could cop a better feel. How many mothers out there would aid their sons in giving them an erotic massage? Even with the drugs I think I had underestimated my mother. I skipped over her ass since it was covered, but I went right on massaging her legs, working my way up from Mom’s sexy feet. The backs of her knees were ticklish and she giggled and told me to watch it when I touched her there. When I moved higher, though, she had no objections at all. Actually, as I massage the oil into the backs of her thighs I could feel Mom parting her legs just a little bit. I let some oil run down between them and pushed my hand down there. My fingers brushed Mom’s pussy through her bikini and I felt her shiver. Instead of pulling my hand away I wedged it farther down and pressed tighter into her. An involuntary moan escaped my mother’s lips and I know I felt her push against my hand. I rubbed her cunt in little circles and Mom kept moaning. I was so turned on. After all these years of just thinking about it I was actually touching my mother’s cunt! A lot of boys had fantasized about something like this, but how many ever got to actually touch their mother there? I wanted to flip her over on the lounge and thrust my cock right into her, but I knew if anything was going to happen with my mother, it had to be from her. I knew a woman like her would think incest was very wrong, but I also now knew that she was a very sexual woman who had trouble resisting her desires. I could feel her wetness through her bikini and kept up my motion, hoping I could make her cum. But before things got that far Mom said, rather breathlessly, “That’s enough, sweetie, you did a good job.” “Sure, anything you want, Mom,” I said. When she went inside, Mom told me, “You did such a good job today, I’m going to make you a special dinner. Go get a shower and relax, I’ll call you when it’s ready.” I actually nodded off and I heard Mom calling me downstairs a little after seven. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a Tommy Hilfiger shirt and headed downstairs. It was dark in the living room and I found the dining room to be completely lit by candles. Wow, Mom had really gone all out. I could hear her in the kitchen and I called out to ask if she needed help, but she told me to just sit. Mom came from the kitchen carrying two glasses of ice water and the way she was looking I certainly needed something to cool me down. She was wearing a very tight silk tank top and a short, wrap skirt and I could see her black bra straps peeking out from under the straps of her top. Her tanned legs didn’t need stockings and she was barefoot. When she leaned over to put my glass in front of me I was able to peek down Mom’s top and see her black lacy bra. She took him time and I knew that it was intentional. Dinner was great, Mom had made my favourite, steak and red potatoes made on the grill, with a large green salad and some chocolate pudding for dessert. But Mom looked so beautiful in the candlelight I was having trouble keeping my mind on my meal. It seemed like she didn’t miss an opportunity to get up and go to the kitchen, showing off her body to me. We decided to have dessert in the living room, but Mom still wouldn’t let me help her. “Everything was just great, I can’t believe you went to all this trouble.” I said. “I think a mother should take time to let her son know how special he is.” Mom sat very close to me on the couch and I shifted, not to hide the bulge in my jeans, but to make sure Mom could see it. It was still pretty dark in there, the only lighting being candles. Let’s just say there were too many odds against me and I ended up with chocolate pudding down the front of me. I cursed as I saw it run down my new Hilfiger shirt and onto my jeans. I put my bowl on the coffee table and started blotting at it, hoping it wouldn’t stain. Mom put her stuff down and took the napkin from my hand and started patting at the pudding for me. “It’s really not that bad, honey, if we get that in the wash I am sure the stain will come out.” Mom said. I pulled my shirt off and Mom continued by wiping up the pudding my jeans, putting her hand in my lap and rubbing right on top of my throbbing hard-on. Mom really put on the pressure and rubbed slowly. “Is that better, sweetie?” Mom asked innocently. “It’s getting there.” I said. “Good. And don’t worry about your shirt. If it doesn’t come out we can always get you another one. Everyone has their clumsy moments.” Mom smiled sweetly at me. Her hand in my lap felt great. She was tracing the contours of my cock now, barely keeping up pretence. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you be clumsy, Mom.” I wasn’t sure if that was true or not, but it sounded good at the time. Unfortunately, that comment made Mom take her hand from my lap. “Here, does this make you feel any better?” She asked, taking a spoonful of pudding and dripping it down the front of her top. Yeah, that made me feel better, but I am not sure if it was in the way she intended. She even added a second spoonful, and then broke out laughing. “The things I do for you,” she said. “Yeah, thanks, I do feel better,” I said, laughing along with her. “But wait, do I get to clean you up now?” Mom fixed my eyes with hers and said, “Sure, fair is fair.” I took Mom’s clean napkin from the coffee table and lightly dabbed at her shirt. It’s weird that after everything I was acting kind of shy now. Mom told me, “You’re not going to get anything out doing it like that,” and took my hand in hers, pressing it tighter to her chest. With her hand guiding mine, I quickly moved from dabbing the pudding to rubbing all over her chest. I could see my mother’s nipples getting hard as I rubbed those great tits. I let the napkin drop and opened my hand to cup my mother’s tit, feeling it’s solid warmth filling my hand. God it felt good to be touching her like that. I was staring at my hand on her chest and I heard Mom gasp when I pinched her nipple through her top. “Should I be doing this?” I asked Mom. “You only have to stop if you want to, sweetie,” Mom told me. This was it. She was fully awake, fully in control of herself, it was only my suggestion for her to let her inhibitions down that was making the difference. I was touching my mother sexually and she wanted me to. I had both hands on Mom’s chest, massaging her tits and I could feel her push against me. “That feels really nice, sweetie,” Mom told me. She dropped her hand back to my lap and touched me through my jeans, making my cock throb even harder if that was possible. I wanted to lift Mom’s top off more than anything, so I figured, why not? Although, I didn’t want her taking her hand from my lap, so instead of lifting it I pulled the straps off her shoulders and peeled it down, exposing that sexy, lacy black bra she had on. Now I could really tease Mom’s nipples and she moaned appreciatively. I was being careful and Mom cooed to me, “You don’t have to be quite so gentle, Tommy, I won’t break.” I pinched and pull on Mom’s nipples and she moaned, “That’s more like it.” I tried to lean forward to kiss her breasts, but Mom pushed me back. I wondered why, but then Mom let me know as she worked open my jeans. With my cock free and in my mother's hand I trembled, trying as hard as I could to keep from cumming. It was not a quick touch like last night, Mom was actually trying to jerk me off. "M…Mmmommmm…bb…be…ccc…careful, I'm…gggonnaaa…" But I never got to finish my sentence. Mom had barely stroked me, but I erupted, letting jets of gooey cum shoot up into the air. Mom did not back off when I came, but instead she pumped me in her tight fist, milking all the cum from my shaft. Cum landed on my chest, in my lap, and even on her bare leg, but Mom did not mind at all. When I'd finished she said, "Now that must feel so much better. That had to be killing you, all that pent up inside you." "You have no idea," I panted. Mom still stroked my cock, which was completely deflated. "And be embarrassed by letting go so fast. It happens to a lot of boys your age. I would have been surprised if you'd held out the first time." I watched with wide eyes as my mother used a finger to wipe up the cum that had landed on her bare thigh and then suck it off that finger. I started to think that I'd created a monster. "Mmm, you know the first time I ever tasted cum it was your father's, Tommy? I'd thought it would be icky up until then, but he showed me otherwise. He's got a hair trigger too sometimes." It felt weird for my mother to compare my cock to my father's, but then I guess she would know. I could see her looking at the cum on my chest and in my lap and Mom said, "Looks like I'm going to have to clean you up again." But this time she leaned forward and with slow flicks of her tongue Mom licked the cum off my chest, then worked her way down. I knew I would enjoy being with my mother and in my fantasies she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, but it was still so strange for my own mother to be acting so wantonly toward me. She was still touching my cock as she bent forward and kissed the cum from my thighs. My cock was as stiff as it had been before. Mom's mouth moved from my thighs to my balls, sucking each one between those seductive lips. I couldn't see anything because of her mass of hair and that was good because I am sure the sight would have made me cum again immediately. I did move a hand to Mom's head through and stroked her blonde hair as she kissed and licked her way up my shaft. With one hand on the back of her head I pushed the other one beneath her and cupped her breast again, pulling at her nipple. Mom's hot breath on my shaft made me shiver as my actions made her gasp. Mom worked her way to the tip of my cock and as she did she laid out across the couch. Stretching her body out like that gave me much better access to it. Her skirt had worked up and open and I saw the V between her legs, just barely covered by the black lace of her tiny panties. My hand shot right to that target and I could feel the moist heat radiating from her pussy. With just a little rubbing Mom soaked through her panties and spread her legs to give me easier access. It was my turn to gasp because Mom capped my prick with her mouth and started sucking me in. She'd take a downstroke, then lock her lips around my shaft and pull back while she sucked. She kept working her way down in that manner until she had a little over half my cock in her mouth. She didn't go down any further, but just kept giving me an amazing blowjob. What she couldn't swallow she worked slowly in her fist, making sure my whole cock got attention. No girl my age had ever given me a blowjob quite like my mother was. It felt so amazing I envied my father for having her mouth to himself for so long. I returned the pleasure my mother was giving me by rubbing her pussy nonstop. She was moving her hips in little patterns to match my movements. I pushed her panties out of the way and slipped a finger into her soupy cunt. Mom moaned into my cock and thrust her cunt onto my finger. I added a second one for a nice tight fit and started fingering my mother in a rhythm to match her cocksucking. "Mmmmooommmm…" I moaned as she kept working up and down my cock. When I got close to cumming, she would slip me out of her mouth lick my shaft again, keeping it slick for her hand and giving me a moment to calm down. She would suck my balls again, and then pop me back into her hungry mouth. In the meantime she was breathing heavier and moaning around my cock more and more and I knew she was getting close to cumming. "Mmmm, sweetie, your fingers feel so good, you're going to make your mother cum," she told me while she licked the head of my cock. "Do you want me to cum?" "Oh yeah, I really want to make you cum…" I gasped, her tongue getting to me. "Good, I want you to cum too, I want you to cum with me,” Mom said, putting my cock back in her mouth. She'd figured out that I was fingering her at the same tempo she sucked me so Mom started going down on me as quickly as she could. I pounded my fingers into her cunt and the vibrations of her increased moaning around my cock brought me that much closer. A Surprising Seduction Ch. 2 I did cum first, but just a hair a head of my mother. She started gulping down my cum, but when she came too, Mom tore her mouth from my shaft with a cry. She did keep pumping my cock though, as I kept my fingers busy in her pussy and I shot my load on her face and into her hair. She kept working her pussy onto my fingers until the last tremors of her orgasm had subsided. After we came, Mom pulled back, curled up at the other end of the couch. I could see her smile gradually fading into a look of concern. I had been hoping we could go farther, but I could see that wasn't happing yet. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea, I enjoyed what just happened, Tommy, but I know we shouldn't have done it. I don't know what came over me. I just suddenly wanted you so bad and I couldn't stop. No, I could have, I didn't want to." Mom sounded upset. "I wanted it too, Mom, it's okay. I'm am adult too, I can make these decisions for myself." I told her. "No you're not, not yet. I'm the parent here, which is what makes this so wrong. I really need to go upstairs now and think about all this. But I don't want you to feel bad." "I feel anything but bad, Mom. I wanted you just as much as you wanted me. I still want you." "Don’t talk like that. Please. I have to think. Please don't tell your father about this when he comes home tomorrow. He wouldn't understand." Mom was near tears. "Of course not. I would never tell anyone." "Thank you, Tommy. I love you." With that Mom ran upstairs and I heard her bedroom door shut. I was left alone on the couch, a little confused. Mom did want me, I knew she wanted me even without any drugs, that she'd thought about my cock. But I guess she was still moral enough that even with my suggestion to go for what she wanted she still felt guilty for wanting it. Dad was going to be home tomorrow, it wouldn't be easy to get the oil to her again, but I had to figure out a way. I couldn't let it go like this. Dad flew in mid morning the next day and Mom picked him up at the airport, so I didn’t see her at all until that afternoon. With my father around she acted perfectly normal, but it did seem to me that she was trying to avoid me. Dad asked me what had been going on for the last few days, if he’d missed anything exciting. Of course I didn’t tell him his wife, my mother, had sucked my cock just the night before. I told him it was just another couple of boring summer days around the house. My parents had that business dinner of Dad’s to go to so Mom disappeared into their bedroom to get ready, but I made sure I was downstairs to see her in that dress when they got ready to go. Mom came down the stairs and I let out a long whistle. She looked so hot. I really wished my dad wasn’t there. “I have to say I agree with Tommy,” my father said, checking Mom out. I knew he was getting ideas seeing her in that little black dress. The same ideas I was getting! “You look really good, Mom. You guys have fun tonight, but not too much fun.” I told my parents as they left. That left me in a big, empty house. I knew I would go nuts so I got out of there was fast as I could. I headed for my friend Tony’s house. I knew he’d scored some good bud recently and I needed something to mellow me out. It was late when I returned home, but not so late that I wasn’t surprised that my parents were back. Usually they went out for drinks and dancing after these things, but there was Dad’s car in the driveway. I entered the dark house, ready to go up to my room and whack off thinking about Mom when I heard a voice out of the darkness. “Tommy, I’m glad your home.” Mom said. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and I could see her sitting on the couch, still in her cocktail dress. “I think we should talk.” Mom added. “Sure,” I said, joining her on the couch. Mom took my hands in hers. “About last night… It was so good, I loved it, but it’s not right. I may have theses feelings and desires, but I know I shouldn’t be acting on them. I couldn’t help myself last night, but we have to make sure it never happens again.” I looked down into Mom’s cleavage, then at her shapely legs. “You’re making it harder by being in that dress,” I told her. “I want you just as much as you want me, probably more, and I don’t have the problem with it that you do. We love each other, we both want each other. There’s no reason we shouldn’t be together. Just because society has some rules, that doesn’t matter as long as it’s between us.” I moved closer to her to the couch. “But sweetie, you don’t understand. It’s… What are you doing?” Mom’s eyes widened as I grabbed and kissed her. She struggled for about half a second, and then opened her mouth to my tongue. She kissed me back hard and wrapped her arms around me. I pulled her forward so she was practically in my lap, my hands in her hair. She’d put it up to go out, but I had it tumbling around her face. When I went to bite her earlobe I had to sweep it out of my way. “Tommy…” Mom murmured, pushing me back on the couch and laying on top of me. Her blonde hair tumbled all around us as Mom kept kissing me like an old lover. One leg was between mine and I could feel her thigh pressing into my hardening cock. “I know we shouldn’t do this, but I want you so bad, Tommy. Forgive me.” Mom kept kissing me, then pushed up to her knees, towering over me. She reached behind her back and I heard her zipper going down. Because of her position, Mom grabbed the dress from the bottom and pulled it up over her head, discarding it on the floor. She arched her back and pulled her hair back, giving me the most amazing view of that great body, her tits ready to spill out of her strapless bra and her thong barely covering her pussy. Her legs looked great in the thigh highs that I recommended. I knew I would be seeing them sooner or later. Mom looked down at me and bit her bottom lip as she first touched her breasts until her nipples poked through her bra, then her hands moved lower, tracing her pussylips through her thong. I’d have to get my pants off soon if I wasn’t going to cum in them. Fortunately Mom wanted my pants off just as badly as I did and after touching herself for a moment she went to work on my belt, then pulled my pants off. Mo prick was rock hard to her touch and my mother’s fingers flickered up and down my pole while she slowly lowered her mouth over it. “Ohhhh Mom…Ohhhh God…” I moaned, feeling the cum boiling in my balls. It was all about to come rushing out. Luckily years of fervative masturbation had taught me to be quiet. Mom’s blowjob was just as good as the night before and I blasted into her mouth after just a few minutes. She kept my cock in her mouth this time and swallowed my whole load without missing a drop. After giving the tip of my cock a kiss, Mom straightened up again and flicked her hair back. Mom grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me up as she laid back. Now I was on top of her and I kissed her deep while she clawed at my shirt. Usually I didn’t kiss a girl after I came in her mouth, but with my mother I didn’t mind. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do for her. She pushed my head to her breasts and flicked open the front hook of her bra. Mom’s tits sprang free and I devoured them. I sucked and flicked her fat nipples until Mom’s nail dug into my scalp. She was moaning really loudly and I was getting concerned that Dad might hear from upstairs. I had my knee between her thighs and I was grinding it into her cunt, feeling her moist heat through her thong. “Ooooooo sweeetie…bite them, bite Mommy’s nipples…oooooooooojust like that sweetieeee…” I did as she told me and my mother gasped and cried out my name. “Shhh, Mom, isn’t Dad upstairs.” I whispered up to her. “Don’t worry, the drinks he had tonight combined with his jetlag, it would take a bomb going off to wake him.” Mom said, pulling my mouth back to her bare skin and pushing down at the same time. I knew just what she was going for. Mom was so wet I had to peel her thong off her. While her legs were high in the air I kissed my way back down them and rubbing them. I loved the way her thigh highs felt. I put her legs over my shoulders as I kissed my way closer and closer to Mom’s blonde honey pot. Being able to smell how excited I made her made me that much harder. My cock was completely recovered and ready to go. I spread Mom’s cunt open and stabbed my tongue down into her. She jerked off the couch at the first touch of my tongue and I could feel my mother’s hands on the back of my head, trying to guide me. “Slow down, sweetie, she told me. You can’t be everywhere at once. Ooooo, now that’s better…yesssss, that’sss the spot…” Mom moaned. I did my best to follow her instructions. I’d gone down on girls before and never had any complaints, but I guess girls my age didn’t know any better. Because it was my mom I didn’t mind her telling me what to do at all. It turned me on even more, like she was teaching me. I didn’t take me long to get the hang of what Mom wanted and soon she was directing me with her moans. I sucked on her clit while I worked a finger into her cunt and Mom was lifting her ass off the couch to shove her pussy at me. Mom squeezed my head between her thighs as hard I could barely hear her crying out my name. I kept focusing on her clit and her dam broke. Mom’s pussy tasted so good that I lapped up all the juices that flowed from her. I would have kept licking her, but Mom pulled my face from her cunt and kissed me, licking her juice off my cheeks. “Mmm, sweetie, that felt so good, you made me cum so hard. I hope you’re not done yet.” Mom cooed to me. “No way, I can’t stop here.” “Good. We’ve gone so far, we have to go all the way, sweetie. I want you to fuck me. Fuck your mother right now!” Her words rang in my ears. My own mother ordering me to fuck her. I kept her legs over my shoulders and pushed up so my cock was aimed right at her cunt. I didn’t know if Mom was on any kind of birth control and I also didn’t care. There was no time to look for a condom. I burned to be inside her and I wasn’t waiting another second. Mom grasped my cock and guided it into her pussy while I thrust forward. I buried myself inside my mother. Her pussy was really tight for having had a kid and she clung to me while I throbbed between her sugar walls. I could feel Mom using her muscles to squeeze my cock in her pussy and she probably would have made me cum that way if I’d stayed still. But I was not staying still. I pounded my cock into my mom as hard and quickly as I could. Her whole body shook, making her tits bounce every time I thrust my cock into her spread cunt. Mom was practically screaming and I hoped Dad was in a coma up there because that was the only way he wouldn’t hear us. “Oooooooo sweeeeettttiiiieeeee…do it…do it…doitdoitdoitdoit…fuck me…fuck mommy, Oh GOD FUCK ME HARD!!!” Mom was screaming and she came again while I slammed my shaft into her. My balls were contracting, ready to shoot into her, but when I felt that I slowed down and didn’t fuck her as deep. I only went back to slamming her pussy when I’d come back from the edge. “God Mom, your pussy feels so good…” I grunted. I felt myself getting close to cumming again, so I pulled out of her completely to catch my breath. While I panted for breath Mom turned around on her knees, with her elbows on the arm of the couch. That ass looked so inviting sticking up in the air like that. Mom spread her pussylips, rubbing her clit and I jammed my cock right into her. Tttoommmyyyy!!” Mom cried when I resumed fucking her, going twice as hard as before. Her hair flew everywhere and her ass looked so good from this angle that I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out so I didn’t even try. I just fucked my mother balls out. I grabbed her long hair as I rode her and pulled, which just made Mom cry out louder. Her cunt felt so slick I thought I could have fucked her all night, but I didn’t have that staying power. I gritted my teeth, swallowed my shout and with a final thrust I unloaded in Mom’s hot cunt, flooding her with my jizz. That started a chain reaction that set her cumming again too. I didn’t pull out until I’d gone completely soft and when I did there was a wet plop and our combined cum ran down Mom’s thighs. I must have cum a gallon inside her. Mom immediately turned around and grabbed me and kissed me. “I don’t care how wrong this is, I want you and if you want me we’re not going to stop doing this.” Mom told me. “I love you, Tommy.” “I love you too, Mom and I don’t want to stop either.” “That was so great. Mmm, you felt so good inside me. But we have to go to bed now. I’ll see you in the morning.” Mom gave me a final, long kiss goodnight and headed upstairs, her dress over her arm. In a few minutes I followed. Mom didn’t have any moral lapses after that and I didn’t need any more drugs. The next morning I found her by the pool in a sexy little bikini. Dad was at work and there was no teasing or pretense anymore. We fucked by poolside for over an hour. After lunch we fucked all afternoon in my parent’s room. Mom said it was okay because she had to change the sheets anyway. I took my Mom in every way imaginable. I found her to be an insatiable fuck. When I needed some downtime she touched herself while telling me what she wanted me to do next. I wondered how my poor old Dad kept up with her. The whole summer went on that way, Mom and I fucking all day while Dad was at work and when he went away on business I would sleep in his bed and take care of Mom all night too. If he was suspicious he never acted like it. It was hard to go back to school that fall, but Mom promised to come and visit on parents’ weekend. She did and Dad couldn’t come. That turned out to be a whole other adventure, but that’s another story. I thanked Saji profusely and told him all about my summer. I told him I was forever in his debt. He smiled and said he was sure he could think of something to pay him back. After a summer of fucking my mother I really had to wonder how much the drug had really affected her. I never gave it to her again, but she wanted me just as much and never let her doubts get in the way again. I guess I’ll never know the answer to that mystery. Well, that’s my story. I hope you all really enjoyed it and it put some ideas in your heads. - The End -