16 comments/ 152991 views/ 69 favorites A Love Unleashed By: ttcrusader "This is written in British English. British word forms and spellings used throughout. If this bothers you please do not read. My second submission. I hope you enjoy it. Feedback on the story always welcome. This deals with mother/son incest, if this isn't your thing, then please do not read." * The Story I walked into my son's bedroom to collect his dirty washing. Jake's room was an absolute mess. You would have thought that a 22 year old could at least keep his own room clean and tidy, but no. Jake was one of the most untidy young men I had known. Looking around the room I started picking up clothes. I assumed that all discarded clothes were dirty and took them to put them in the wash. As I got back to the bedroom door I took a final look around and noticed a pair of Jake's boxers on the floor half under the top of his bed. As I bent to pick them up I noticed the corner of a piece of paper sticking out from underneath the mattress, and wondered whether this was part of Jake's 'stash'. Now divorced for more than 10 years and aged 45 I wasn't a prude and although I wasn't averse to a little pornography from time to time and, on the rare occasions these days, sex my instinct was to leave things be. But this little bit of paper was calling to me and after a short debate in my own head my curiosity got the better of me. So dropping the clothes I lifted the mattress and pulled out five pieces of printed A4 paper. Expecting to find either a magazine, or pages from one, I was surprised to find what appeared to be a simple printed document, which Jake must have printed from our computer. The pages were numbered, but out of order, so sorting them I finally read the title at the top of the first page. As I read 'Debs and Jake get it together' I sank onto the mattress and continued to read on. The first few paragraphs described me and Jake and our lives together. It described my work, hobbies and pastimes and then described me: [--- Mum, Deborah, is 45 years old with shoulder length wavy dark brown hair, her deep green eyes were piercing at times, especially when she was excited or annoyed. She is 5'8" tall and although not slim, she was by no means fat. She could best be described as curvy. Her breasts are only slightly larger than average, at a guess a 36D, with her waist perhaps 26", and her hips a curvy 38". Her legs are long and retain their tone due to Mum's continuing love of tennis, and golf, giving her an overall athletic shape. Mum's rear is to die for. It's best shown off in a pair of tight fitting jeans.... ---] At this point I stopped reading; put my hand to my mouth in complete and utter shock and just whispered, "Oh my god," to myself. Suddenly giggling and walking over to the wall mirror I tried to look at my rear. I was wearing jeans. I looked at my watch and realised Jake would be home in about half an hour so I took the pieces of paper to the study and copied them on our printer/copier. I thought that I'd better read this later and avoid any awkward moments with Jake tonight. Going back to Jake's bedroom I put the pages back underneath the mattress, grabbed all the washing then with a quick detour to put the copies in the drawer of my bedside table I went downstairs and tried to carry on with the washing and cleaning as if nothing had happened. I busied myself getting the clothes into the washing machine and got it turned on. After about 15 minutes I was finished. I made myself a coffee and sat at the breakfast bar pondering what Jake's story might behold. Did my son really find me sexually attractive? Was it just a harmless fantasy, that Jake happened to put onto paper, or did he really wish to commit incest with me, if the opportunity arose? Contemplating how tall Jake was and his athletic build I thought about how we often played tennis together. I suddenly found myself thinking about him in a tennis shirt and shorts, considering his strong arms and muscular legs, and his wonderfully tight rear. I also contemplated how big his cock was and tried to picture him standing in front of me stark naked sporting a strong erection. I was thinking how attractive he was and what it would be like to have him fill my mostly vacant cunt with his long stiff cock. Returning to reality I heard the front door go and I was surprised to realise that I was a little aroused at the thought of having sex with my son. I quickly tried to restore my normal controlled and motherly appearance as Jake walked into the kitchen. "Hi Mum," he said as he walked towards me, and putting his arm around my shoulder he gave me a peck on the cheek. My throat suddenly went dry, but after clearing it I quietly replied, "Hello Love. How's your day been?" "Not too bad. It was good and busy at the garage today and I managed two sales, so I should be getting a good bonus this month. How's your day been?" "I went shopping this morning, and did a bit of a clean up this afternoon." "Did you buy anything nice?" Jake asked. "Only a few bits and pieces for me, you know ladies things." Putting on a stern look I continued, "What's going on in your room, young man? It's an absolute mess." "Sorry Mum, I'll tidy it up on the weekend." "No you won't," I said firmly. "You're going to clean it this evening. I'll help you if you want, but I'll only help and not do it for you. You're old enough to know better." Jake looked downcast and replied, "Aw Mum, I was going to go out tonight." "Well you're not going out until your room is in a state where I could bring a visitor to it without being embarrassed. I shouldn't need to go around your room picking up your dirty clothes. You know where the laundry basket is, so please use it. "You've got books, papers and magazines all over the place, why can't you keep them tidy and in order on your shelves and in your bookcase? You've also got CDs all over the place. I'm amazed I didn't stand on one and break a case or something." Jake blushed and avoided my stare, "I'm sorry Mum, I do try, but I just get side-tracked." "Well tonight, mister, you're going to be side-tracked into missing a night out with your mates and I want you to tidy your room please. I want you to also vacuum the carpet and dust all the furniture. You're 22 and old enough to be able to do this without being asked. If you get it tidied and cleaned to my satisfaction you can go out later, but only if I'm happy with the state of your room." Jake realised he was unlikely to persuade Mum out of this one, so he decided that he could hopefully get his room tidied before 8:00pm, and still be able to meet up with his mates before they moved on from the pub. So off he went, grabbing dusters, polish and vacuum cleaner on the way to his room. Jake must have really wanted to go out this evening and therefore managed to get his room tidied, cleaned and dusted in just under an hour and a half. He eventually came downstairs just before 8:00pm, not only having cleaned his room, but also having showered, changed and cleaned himself. I was in the lounge with a glass of wine, watching the TV when Jake came in. "Hi Mum, I've finished cleaning my room and I'm off out." Jumping up quickly I said, "Not so fast young man. Let me see what kind of job you've done." "C'mon Mum, it's spotless." Walking past Jake I grabbed his hand and tugging him behind me I climbed the stairs and opened his bedroom door. First impressions were that it was a good thorough job. Then I thought, I'll catch him out, and opened the wardrobe. I expected to see piles of rubbish just picked up and dumped there; but no. Then I looked into a couple of his drawers, all neat and tidy, then finally into his cupboard and again not only no rubbish crammed in from the rest of the room, but it also looked like the normal cupboard contents had been sorted and tidily stacked. His CDs and DVDs were in the racks and looking at the surface of the furniture and shelves they appeared to be cleaned and polished. I finally walked over to the bed, where I found the printed document and even here the bed was made and no sign of paper sticking out from the mattress. "Well, is it tidy enough?" Jake asked with a broad grin on his face. "I'm amazed. Thank you, Sweetie. I just wish you would do this regularly so I don't have to look at your mess every time I come in here." "I'll try to give my room a good clean once a week," Jake pledged. "Ok and thank you for tidying up. I just wish I didn't have to nag you all the time to do this." "It's not your fault, Mum. I'll try to keep my room clean from now on." Changing the subject I then asked, "Where are you off to tonight, looking so smart?" "Dan suggested we go to Dino's Wine Bar and Disco, down town. He said the women were more sophisticated. James just said the place would be full of MILFs." I laughed and walked over to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, which he returned. As he turned to leave I patted his rear and said, "Catch a lively one." "Thanks Mum, don't wait up," he shouted as he descended the stairs. I couldn't help myself, but I walked back over to Jake's bed and lifted the mattress. Nothing; he really has tidied up, I thought to myself. I went back downstairs and got some more wine and watched the TV. I'm glad I didn't accept the offer of going out with my office mates, Jean and Rosie. Thinking about them I suddenly remembered that they had mentioned about going to Dino's. I just giggled. What would happen if one of them ended up with Jake or one of his mates? Jean and Rosie are both unattached, and then I thought, what if I'd ended up with a horny 20 year-old? This turned my thoughts back to Jake's story so I grabbed the opened bottle of wine from the kitchen and decided to go to bed for a read. I changed and got into my pyjamas, they were light blue and loose fitting. I settled down on the bed with a little background music, then finally reached for the drawer and on opening it retrieved the five pages. Scanning down page one I started reading again: [--- ...highlighting it's pear shape and when she bends over, all I can do is picture her rear naked with her pussy on display framed by the tops of her gorgeous legs and her firm buttocks. Today was a warm summer's day and I was in the garden by the pool, just sunning myself and catching up on the weekend's sport in the Sunday papers. I was only wearing swimming trunks. It was mid afternoon when Mum came back from shopping and she greeted me and asked if I minded if she joined me. I said that was fine. She went to get changed and when she returned she was in a very skimpy two-piece swimsuit. I was stunned as Mum approached with her swimsuit leaving very little to the imagination. My jaw must have been on the floor, as Mum said that I must like her new swimsuit. She said she wanted to make an impression and my reaction was just the impression she wanted to make. I told her she looked gorgeous and she asked me if I'd like her to do a twirl. All I could do was nod like a little kid, about to be given the sweet jar. After the twirl, Mum came and sat on the lounger opposite me but she sat with her legs either side of the base, forcing her legs wide open. After a couple of minutes looking at Mum's tits then her crotch the inevitable happened and Mum noticed. She got up and walked over to me, and then kneeling next to my lounger, she leaned into my ear and after a quick peck on the cheek she whispered in my ear. She asked me if this was for her, then I jumped as I felt her fingers grasp my now raging hard on. I gasped again as I felt her fingers start to run up and down my eight inch shaft. ---] I was horny. I could feel the little fluttering sensations around my pussy and I was wet. I couldn't believe how aroused I was, particularly thinking about Jake and his eight inch cock. Was it really eight inches, or was that an exaggeration? Why the hell am I being turned on by my own son? I continued reading: [--- Suddenly Mum kissed me. Her mouth was open, and as I opened mine it was immediately invaded by her tongue. We kissed hotly as I also felt her hand very gently pump my cock through my trunks. Mum pulled away and held her hand out for me to take and follow her. I got up and she led me back into the house. Once inside she closed the door and then with me pinned to the wall she pushed the full length of her body up against mine. My hard cock was squashed up against her stomach and we kissed hotly again. She pulled away from me slightly and placed my left hand on her right tit and held it there. I began to squeeze her tit and ran my fingers across her nipple. Mum groaned and before I knew what was going on her bikini top was hitting the floor with me now holding her bare tit and pinching her now bare and erect nipple. The next thing that happened was that Mum took my right hand and guided it between her legs. Again with her hand on top of mine she got me rubbing her pussy through her bikini bottoms. She was very wet and began pushing her pussy back into my hand. Having already released my left hand I suddenly felt her fingers push into the waist of my trunks and collide with the head of my cock. My cock was oozing pre-cum by this time and I was seriously aroused. Her fingers spread my juice over the head of my cock and she kept running her fingers around my cock head. This was too much and with Mum doing this I knew I would shoot my load soon. I told Mum I would cum soon and without hesitation she knelt in front of me, pulled my trunks down, freeing my cock and then sucked it into her mouth. ---] By now I was really turned on and the thought of having my son rubbing my tits and pussy was a real turn on. However I only now realised that I had my hand inside my pyjama bottoms and I had been masturbating for the last few minutes. Going back to the story again: [--- Mum's head began bobbing up and down on my cock. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head of my cock and because of the situation and being highly aroused myself, I was going to cum any minute. I gasped to Mum that I was about to cum and she seemed to eagerly increase her sucking and swirling then the pressure seemed to be overpowering as I began to pump my cum into Mum's mouth. Mum swallowed and swallowed making sure that she didn't miss a drop. ---] I now had two fingers inside my pussy and was frigging myself off. The tingling started and began to increase and increase as I continued to think about Jake's cock pumping in and out of my cunt, then all of a sudden my muscles tensed up and along with a trembling around my cunt the tingling went down to my toes then it was almost like an explosion of heat that started at my cunt and just spread out to all parts of my body. I was breathless as the tingling continued but slowly subsided. I slowly calmed down with the beautiful warm afterglow of a fairly intense orgasm. I couldn't believe that the thought of having sex with Jake was such a turn on. I read the rest of the story which had Jake eventually fucking me and pumping his cum into my cunt. Although I didn't masturbate any more it was still arousing to think that my son had written this and could possibly want to fuck me. What a completely delicious thought. I couldn't stop wondering whether he had a cock that was a full eight inches long. If he did I'd love to see it and would love to have it stretching my severely under-used vagina and spraying his jizz all over my cervix, and even into my womb. I thought about the implications of wanting to fuck my son, and actually doing so and considered for a while whether the risks and the emotional implications could be justified. Eventually it seemed to me that I needed a cock in my life, and my cunt, and it seemed my son wanted to use his on me. I decided I would think of a way to get a look at Jake's cock and check out whether this story has an element of artistic licence, or not. I finished the wine and decided I would get a good night's sleep and would set about satisfying my curiosity tomorrow. The Tease It was Saturday morning and the weather was fine, the sun was out and I felt so lusciously naughty. I decided I would start the tease today. It was 8:45am and as usual on a Saturday I needed to get most of the housework and grocery shopping done so that I can hopefully enjoy most of Sunday, at least. I had showered and was back in my bedroom looking into my wardrobes and drawers to find something suitably naughty for today. After a bit of a search I found an old pair of cut-off jeans and a tight stretchy yellow top. I decided, I'd better wear panties, as the cut-offs were cut very high and I didn't want to show off my treasure box too soon. So with an appropriately lacy bra, almost thong-like panties, the top, cut-offs and bottomed off with a pair of heeled shoes I was ready to play. I looked at myself in the mirror and I thought to myself, "If my son doesn't get a hard on looking at this baby, he should become a monk." The cut-offs were tight and accentuated my pear-shaped rear. I tried a few poses using my hand mirror to look into my full length mirror and even I thought it was hot. To be honest I'd never thought it was that good until today, but my son is ight. Now fully dressed, I thought about what I would do today, but first breakfast. I went downstairs into the kitchen, opened the blinds and put some water on for a coffee. I went into the lounge to find Jake's shoes in front of the sofa, meaning he got home from last night's adventures. I wondered if he got off with a MILF. I wondered if he did, was she like me? Did he look for a substitute for his incestuous desires? Just contemplating this caused my nipples to harden slightly and my pussy to heat up. It was only mild but just thinking about him was turning me on. I decided to concentrate on the housework and opened the curtains in the lounge and went back to the kitchen. After a coffee and some toast I set about cleaning the house. I popped upstairs to the main bathroom to get the rest of the dirty washing from the laundry basket. On opening the basket there was a pair of my panties on top. I couldn't remember when I last wore these so was puzzled by their presence on the top of the pile. I picked them up and immediately noticed that the crotch was damp. I raised them to my nose and caught the unmistakable aroma of semen. "The dirty bastard," I thought with a smile, "he's even bold enough to masturbate into my panties." At this thought I got horny. I ran my finger over the semi dry patch of material and then brought it to my lips. Sucking my finger I got a hint of the slightly salty tasted of his semen. That had made my mind up. I was going to fuck my son before the weekend was out. Eight inch cock or not, I needed to feel his cock in my cunt. In response my cunt got seriously hot and I could feel the dampness start as it began to prepare for the incestuous invasion I craved. I turned my mind back to the housework and concentrated on getting everything finished, which I had mostly achieved by about 11:30. With only one more load of washing to finish and just the food shopping to do I decided to have an early lunch. I made a quick chicken salad, a coffee and was sat at the breakfast bar eating when I heard Jake's bedroom door open. This was followed by the bathroom door opening and closing. After a few minutes the bathroom door opened again and I heard his soft footsteps descending the stairs. I gathered myself, knowing that I needed to stay in control and waited for him to enter the kitchen. Jake appeared through the door and into view. "God he was hot," I thought. He was only wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts and was still wiping the sleep from his eyes. A Love Unleashed "Hi Sweetie," I said, as he looked up at me. "Did you have a good night?" "Hi Mum," he replied, and then continued. "Not too bad thanks." "What time did you get in?" I asked, wondering if he found a MILF who needed a good seeing to. "Just after 3, I think. By about 2:30 there was only James and I left, the other guys were all off with women." "So you didn't find a lively MILF to play with?" I asked with a big grin on my face. Jake smiled back at me and looking me straight in the eyes said, "There weren't any there that I fancied." We just looked at each other for a second or two, with me thinking. "I bet there would have been one he fancied if I was there." I broke our gaze and got up from the stool and said, "Would you like a coffee?" as I turned my back to him to get a mug from the cupboard. There was no answer, so I turned to look at him and found him gazing at my body. "Would you like a coffee?" I repeated as his eyes came up and met mine. He seemed to take a second to zone in on my question then suddenly his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Uh, yes please," he eventually replied. I tuned away from him and smiled to myself at the knowledge that my outfit had caught his attention. "I haven't seen you in cut-offs for a while," Jake continued. "Are you off somewhere special?" "No, just shopping," I replied as I turned with a big broad grin. "You like?" I asked, as I did a twirl for him to inspect me and my charms. "Definitely hot, Mum," he replied. "I know. I thought I'd get some sun on my legs while I can, they're looking a bit pale." Jake smiled at me taking in the view then looking me in the eye again, he said, "I wasn't talking about the weather." Then he winked and laughed. It was my turn to feel my face flush, but I enjoyed the compliment and joining in with Jake's laugh I retorted, "Saucy!" I turned back and finished making Jake's coffee, and then passing it to him I sat back down on the stool and finished my lunch. Jake gave me a low down on his night at Dino's and it seems that Dan and Tony found a couple of mature ladies named Rosie and Jean, who all seemed to disappear quite early on in the evening. I hid my amusement at this and made a note to get the full story from the girls at work on Monday. I finished my lunch and decided I'd give Jake a bit of a show. I put my plate and mug into the dishwasher and set about checking cupboards to complete my shopping list. I took every opportunity to go into the floor cupboards, bending at the waist with my legs slightly parted. I was sure Jake was a getting an eyeful of parts of his mother normally kept modestly hidden. After a few minutes of this, and writing my list, I glanced over at Jake who was just gazing at my body. He wasn't looking at my face, so I took the opportunity to look at his lap, where a definite bulge was present. A naughty plan entered my mind. I had one cupboard, over the hob hood, I always found difficult to reach. "Jake, would you check that we have some filter coffee above the hob hood, please?" Jake looked at me with the expression of a rabbit in the glare of headlights. He didn't move and didn't speak. "Come on. I haven't got all day," I urged. "Er, um, I need to go to the loo," he eventually replied. "I'm sure you can hold out till you've checked the cupboard." With a resigned look on his face he got up and with his left hand trying to hide a very substantial erection he opened the cupboard for me. "Thank you. That wasn't so hard was it?" I then looked down and he realised that I had noticed his predicament. I looked directly at his face, then back to his crotch, then finally returning my gaze to his very flushed red face, and feeling a little flushed myself, I said, "Oh. I see what you mean." "Sorry Mum," he said quietly, looking at the floor. I smiled at him and my motherly affection for him rose to the surface and I said, "You're a man and things like this might happen from time to time. After all I should be flattered! Off you go and sort yourself out; I'm off to the supermarket." As he turned I patted him on the rear and watched as he left the kitchen with his head hung low and his shoulders drooped. I suddenly felt guilty about how a mother could do that to her son. But very quickly my thoughts returned to the size of his cock. I think the description of eight inches is probably accurate. My pussy and nipples had responded to the thought and I knew I needed a good fuck, and soon, or I'd probably just jump on Jake and rape him. I left and went shopping and I seemed to attract admiring glances from the men, and even a couple of women. I must be sending 'fuck me' signals off in all directions. The more looks I got the naughtier I felt and I actually rubbed myself up against a couple of young men in an attempt to squeeze by them through small gaps. I wandered over to the clothes section of the store and idly inspected the offerings. I came across a lingerie set consisting of bra, panties and suspender belt. The bra was very lacy and cut very low, and the panties although lace-trimmed were virtually transparent. I couldn't resist them. I also found a navy blue equivalent of a little black dress and trying it on I thought it might be just the thing for tonight's fun. The hem came half way down my thighs and the neck line could only be described as plunging. I knew that with the length of my legs and the lingerie set I had chosen I would probably be displaying my stocking tops if I bent or sat to any degree. I finished my shopping and headed for home. When I arrived I was a little disappointed to find Jake had gone out, but he had left a note to say he'd be back for dinner. So I put the shopping away and finished the remainder of the washing and drying and having finished I grabbed a glass of wine and sat in the lounge watching some television. About an hour later I heard Jake's car pull onto the drive and as he came into the house he shouted, "Hey Mum." "Hi Sweetie; I'm in the lounge," I replied. He popped his head around the door and said, "I brought some pizza. Would you like some?" "That's a good idea. It'll save me having to cook." He disappeared towards the kitchen and I got up and followed him. When I got there he had opened the boxes and was getting plates from the cupboards. "That smells fantastic," I said. "It seems ages since we had pizza. I'd forgotten just how tasty it is." Jake smiled as he put plates onto the breakfast bar. "I'd better not eat too much. A moment on the lips means years on the hips, and all that." "You don't have to worry about your figure, Mum," Jake replied. "You would still look fantastic with a pound or two extra. You've got nothing to be worried about," he said smiling warmly at me. "So your old Mum still has a few charms then?" I said, fishing for a compliment. "Mum, I can honestly say that there are many men out there that would kill for the chance of enjoying you charms." With the devil in me raising its head I replied, "Is that an offer?" Jake got all embarrassed again and a little flustered eventually replying, "No. Yes! Er, you know what I mean." I grinned at him and eventually I put him out of his misery by saying, "Yes, I'm sure I know what you mean." He seemed to relax a little, then I added, "Thank you very much for the compliment. It's lovely to receive compliments from handsome young men." We got the food and drinks sorted and decided to eat in the lounge, something we hadn't done in a while. I still had my cut offs on and while eating I took every opportunity to open my legs a little to give Jake a bit of a view. While we were eating I asked Jake to describe Rosie and Jean from last night. He did and it was obvious it was the girls from work. From Jake's description of the goings on, it seems that the girls probably had an exhausting evening. I'll be able to have a bit of fun with them on Monday. We eventually finished the pizza and I said to Jake, "Do you have any plans tonight?" "Not really, most of the guys are out with girlfriends or have other arrangements and we decided not to meet up having gone out last night." "How about taking your old Mum out for a drink then?" Jake sighed and rolled his eyes then said, "How many times have I said you're not old." Having fished for another compliment I got this satisfied grin on my face at catching it. Jake then continued, "What did you have in mind?" "What about going to High Society for a few drinks? We can get a taxi, so we don't need to worry about driving. We could have a few drinks and a bit of a dance and just enjoy the evening. We haven't been out together for a little while; it will be nice to spend some time with a handsome young man," and then paused. Grinning broadly I added, "It could be a date!" I emphasised the word 'date'. Jake looked at me then smiled and said, "I can't think of anything better than going on a date with you, Mum." There was a genuine smile of affection on his face and I wondered if my desire to have Jake fuck me would ruin our relationship. Very quickly I thought back to the story, then realised that this is something he wants as well. I got up from the sofa and heading for the kitchen to take out our plates I said, "Good, let's change into our glad rags and go on our date." After we cleared up we both went upstairs and showered. When I was in the shower knowing that Jake was also naked in the main shower I wondered what it would be like to have him standing next to me with his big stiff cock poking me in the stomach. It was a delicious thought that aroused me. I also wondered if I could manage to manoeuvre the situation to have him end our date with some good wholesome sex. I considered a few scenarios, but ultimately decided to play it by ear. I finished showering, dried myself and my hair, and put on my new lingerie. I added some sheer black stockings, and my new navy dress. I finished it off with some navy heeled shoes and some jewellery. I checked myself out in the mirror and was pleased with the overall effect. It was still fairly warm outside so I finished my outfit off with a cream wrap. I came downstairs to find Jake sitting in the lounge waiting for me. He was in trousers and a shirt, he also had a sweater, I assume in case it gets a bit chilly later. He stood up and gave me a wolf whistle, followed by, "God, Mum. I haven't seen that before. Is it new?" "Yes Darling, it is. I thought it would be nice to wear on our date." "Well, I'm going to be the luckiest man in the place tonight. No one has a Mum as beautiful as you." I smiled and walked up to him. With my heels I was almost the same height. I kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thank you Darling. I'm not sure that boys take their Mum's out on dates though. I think you'd better call me..." I paused and thought about the title of Jake's story, then continued, "Debs for the evening." "Debs it is." he replied. Then there was a quizzical look on his face for a few seconds which quickly disappeared. I smiled, and then added, "Good that's settled." "I've ordered the taxi; it should be here in about 10 minutes. Would you like a quick drink before we go?" he asked. "Yes please, Darling. I'll have a vodka and tonic." Jake poured the drinks and we waited quietly drinking and looking at each other. Jake was tall strong, athletic and handsome and I knew I wanted him. Yes, he was my son, but God, I just needed him to fuck my brains out. I was perched on the arm of the chair and I noticed that my stocking tops were on display, but I decided that I wanted to show them off to Jake. Neither of us spoke, but I was happy that Jake's eyes were all over me, particularly my cleavage and my legs. I wanted him to want me. I finished my drink as I heard a car pull up outside. Jake got up from his sitting position and said, "Right Mum that sounds like our taxi." I looked at him and said, "Mum?" "Sorry." he replied and then repeated, "Right then Debs that sounds like our taxi." I smiled broadly at him and said, "That's better." The Seduction We both got up and made our way out to the car and were whisked away to High Society. We didn't talk that much on the way; I know I was a little nervous. I suspect Jake was as well. My nervousness was with anticipation. I wanted Jake to romance me and flirt with me and proposition me and then take me home and love me in a way that a mother and son shouldn't; I desperately wanted him to arouse and seduce me like I was trying to do to him. We arrived and Jake helped me out of the car and paid the driver. He seemed to involve himself in a short conversation with him as he paid. When he returned I asked, "What was that all about?" "The taxi driver suggested that I was a lucky young guy to be taking a hot woman like you out." We laughed and I replied, "Well you are." Before the taxi left I stood in front of Jake and then moving up against him I kissed him firmly on the mouth. He hesitated for a second then began to kiss me back. I opened my lips and allowed our tongues to meet and then in a show for the taxi driver I reached around and grabbed a handful of Jake's rear. As we parted I could see the taxi driver looking at us. He briefly looked me in the eye, at which I gave him a wink. He smiled and pulled away. "Wow, what was that for?" Jake gasped. "It was a bit of a show for the taxi driver." Jake's lips came together as if to form an M, then pausing he said, "Debs, that's really naughty." "Don't you want me to do that to you?" I said with a smile. "I think I would like you to do that to me whenever you like." "Good. I like." I leaned forward and gave Jake another quick kiss on the lips, before taking my place at his side, slipping my arm through his and then walking arm in arm into High Society. It was a busy Saturday and there were a lot of people there. It was a large bar/club and rather than staying downstairs we headed upstairs where a number of small intimate booths had been installed. Although most were already occupied we were lucky to find an empty one and sat and made ourselves comfortable. Jake left and went to the bar and came back with two glasses of red wine. The seats in the booth were arced into the corners and when sitting side by side you were actually at 90 degrees to each other. Jake was sat to my left and I crossed my right leg over my left offering a clear view of the inside of my right thigh. The suspender clip was clearly visible on the top of my right thigh through my dress and the dark edging of my stocking tops had come into view with my dress hem riding up slightly. Jake looked down at my legs and then at me, and quizzically asked, "Is that for my benefit?" "Of course it is Darling," I replied, "I always like to put on a bit of a show for my date. Don't you like it?" "I like it very much, Debs. But I'm wondering where this is all going to end." "Well, when you go out on a date, where do you normally hope it will end?" Jake studied me carefully, while I maintained a demure smile, and then replied, "On a normal date, I would hope to end up in bed with my date." "I'm glad, Darling because that's how I hope my normal dates end up as well." The tension between us was intense; we were at the crossroads that I hoped to cross. I needed to feel Jake as a man, not as my son. Very carefully, he asked, "Is this a normal date?" "Would you like it to be?" I replied as seductively as I could. To his credit, it was at this point that Jake surprised me a little. He leaned in to me and kissed me, and at the same time he slid his left hand up my right thigh until he reached bare skin. It took all my will power not to react and just spread my legs for him to do whatever he wanted. As he pulled his lips back from mine he whispered into my ear, "I truly hope so." I nearly came there and then. My Jake is bold and sensual and he knows how to get to a woman. I turned and whispered into his ear, "Me to. But I'd like to enjoy the evening with my date first. Have a drink, a dance, some conversation and perhaps a bit of fooling around. What do you say?" "That sounds really good," Jake replied. "Good let's drink to us." I paused then continued, "No. Let's drink to Debs and Jake get it together!" Jake just burst out laughing. He stopped and looked at me, I think to check I wasn't stringing him along, and then after he saw me give him my 'you naughty boy' look and a smile he laughed again. I joined in with him and then as we calmed down I picked up my glass and raised it towards Jake and repeated, "To Debs and Jake get it together." Jake raised his glass and lightly touching the rims together we both toasted the title of the story. "When did you read the story Debs?" Not until Friday afternoon. I found it under your mattress when I was getting the dirty washing from your room. I didn't read it all until you'd gone out Friday night." "But I destroyed it when I cleaned my room." "Oh, that's why there was no sign of it after. Actually I took a copy so I could read it in bed." Jake smiled a little nervously. "What did you think of it?" "As a literary work, it was pants. You didn't include any dialogue. Jake's face became sterner, and then I continued, "As a piece of erotica though, it pushed all my buttons." Jakes face brightened. "Do you want to know a secret?" I asked with an impish grin on my face. He nodded. I put my mouth to his ear and whispered, "I masturbated while I read it and I can't remember the last time I came as hard as I did." Jake's face had a look of wonder on it and all he was able to say was, "Wow!" "I have a question for you." I said. "Ok." Jake sat and waited, paying full attention to me. Keeping a smile on my face while I spoke, I asked, "Why am I finding semen in a pair of my panties that I thought I'd lost, but turned up in the laundry basket this week, still damp?" Jake spluttered and couldn't find words to answer my question until after a short while he seemed resigned to not being able to justify his actions and simply looked at me, with those little boy lost eyes and said, "Sorry." I whispered into his ear, "I'm not mad at you wanking into my knickers, I'm just sad that you didn't tell me so that I could lick and suck it all off while it was still warm." Jake's jaw just dropped, and he looked at me with complete awe. As naughty as his secret desires are, I don't think he had never contemplated that they might be reciprocated. I don't think the idea of his mother having the hots for him had ever crossed his mind. Eventually he said, "Do you know how hard it is living in a house with a woman you just want to jump all the time?" "No, but I know what it's like living in a house with a man I want to jump all the time." I looked him in the eye as if to say top that one then. Then I surprised him by gently placing my hand on his erect cock and squeezing it a little through his trousers. He almost jumped to attention as I felt the size and firmness of him. Leaning in to his ear again, I asked, "Is it really eight inches long?" He relaxed and after a small sigh escaped he said, "Yes, a good eight inches and thick as well." "Mmm, sounds delicious." We both laughed and after removing my hand from his cock I said, "Do you want to know another secret?" "Yes I would." he replied almost immediately. Again, whispering into his ear, I said, "My pussy is so wet; it almost feels like I've wet my panties. If I have to get up would you check that there are no wet spots on display?" Jake smiled and said, "Of course I will." I was happy that the cat was now out of the bag and we slowly got back to enjoying the evening and each other's intimate company. We talked and laughed about things we'd seen and done around each other and the house. I'd admitted that I tried to listen to Jake masturbating, and he told me how he'd tried to find excuses to come into my bedroom when he thought I was naked. He also admitted that he had a bit of a thing for my panties, particularly the dirty ones. A Love Unleashed Now with both of us at ease with the situation we drank, danced and talked as the evening progressed. It was a normal date. There were intimate conversations, caresses, kisses and the dancing was slow, close and arousing. We were both trying to seduce the other, and for me at least Jake's seduction of me was complete. We ordered a bit of supper and in the booth sat, ate, and talked. Being curious and wanting to feel naughty and aroused I quietly asked him, "What do you think about when you masturbate?" He smiled at me and replied, "You mostly." "Tell me what you imagine me doing when you're wanking your cock into my panties." I looked him straight in the eyes demanding he tell me his deepest, darkest secrets about what he wanted to do with me and to me. Staring back, he said, "Ok. You know this morning when you were putting that show on for me. It was one of my fantasies. Watching you move around the kitchen with your legs spread and your beautiful rear raised in the air. The only difference was that in my fantasy you're naked and I end up feeding my cock to your pussy." "Is that why you had such a hard on?" I quizzed, with a smile. "Hard on?" he replied. "I almost came in my shorts. I'd imagined that scene so many times in my head with you displaying your pussy to me and finally me walking up behind you and filling your pussy with my stiff cock." Then with the most seductive look I could muster, I whispered into his ear, "Then we'd better try again, but next time we'll do it your way." As I pulled away from his ear, he turned and looked me straight in the eye, then he pressed his mouth to mine and we kissed passionately and hungrily. It was at this point I had no doubts that when we got home Jake, my son, and I were going to fuck each other. We finished our supper and had a final dance and drink then eventually we decided it was time for us to leave. I was so excited, and I could see the excitement in Jake as well. There was also a sudden urgency to get out of there, wanting to get home, to what would soon become our incestuous haven. I needed to go to the toilet before we left and asked Jake to call a taxi to take us home. Jake went to book a taxi and I went off to the toilet. Once in the cubicle I pulled my panties down and was hit by my strong musky aroma. It was quickly arousing me even more than I already was. After peeing, instead of pulling my panties back up I took them off and after bringing them to my nose and inhaling my scent I stuffed them into my bag. I returned to the booth to find Jake waiting for me. "The taxi should be here in about 5 minutes, so we'd better finish our drink and make a move to the door." "Before we go I have a surprise for you." I parted my knees to give him access up my dress then directed his gaze to my legs with my eyes. It only took a second for him to cotton on and he gently ran his hand up my thighs and for the first time he caressed my pussy. I closed my legs trapping his hand and kissed him, before releasing him. He removed his hand from my pussy and brought his fingers to his nose, and then with a broad grin on his face he said, "It smells much better when it's fresh." We both giggled and I suddenly became aware that if my pussy leaked it would be straight onto my dress, so I got up and said, "Let's go home." I turned my back on him and turning my head back towards him I quietly asked, "Any damp spots?" "No. You're clear." he replied. I opened my bag and grabbed the panties and as he stood and joined me I pushed them into his hand. He looked at his hand, and then at me and then smiling he stuffed them into his pocket. As we got to the entrance a taxi pulled up. Jake went to the car and spoke to the driver then beckoned me to him. Meeting me half way he led me to the rear and helped me in then went around the other side and got in beside me. I just cuddled in to him most of the way home. At one point his hand rested on the inside of my thigh, and he slowly pushed it up underneath my dress. He got above my stockings to my bare thighs, and I parted my legs a little to give him easier access. Then he leaned over and kissed me, at the same time pushed further and gently caressed my pussy lips and my clit. I could feel myself melting and it felt like all the liquid was escaping from my cunt. I could feel the fluttering low down in my belly as I was seriously aroused. All I wanted was Jake to fuck me. A Love Unleashed We eventually got home and after paying the taxi driver we went in through the front door and as it closed, everything we were carrying hit the floor. I was pressed up against the wall by my strong stud of a son who was pressed against me, kissing me. I could feel the bulge in his trousers pressing against my body, just above my crotch, and then between kisses he said, "Mum, I need to fuck you." I was in a state of high arousal, already shaking and feeling the tingling in and around my cunt. There were also little waves of heat emanating from my cunt and an intense need for it to be filled and stretched. I replied, "Fuck me please, Baby." I grabbed the zip on his trousers, lowering it and quickly undid the belt and button. Before we knew it his cock was free and I lifted my dress exposing my dripping cunt. I grabbed his cock and lifting one leg and wrapping it around his hips I placed the head of his cock at the gates of heaven and before I could say anything he pushed straight in. "Oh God, yes," I cried as I felt that exquisite pressure of my cunt being stretched in all directions. I could feel the texture of his throbbing member as it pushed across my vaginal wall. We both became animals as Jake fucked me, like his life depended on it. There was no tenderness or finesse it was a one hundred percent fuck, which was exactly what I needed right then. We urged each other on with almost unintelligible encouragement just needing to reach that point where body and mind fuse in an explosion of pleasure. I just concentrated on his cock pounding my cunt. It felt like I was an inflatable being pumped full of air. The more his cock pumped into me the more the pressure built. I needed him to pump his cock into me as fast as he could and burst me. Suddenly that intense tingling began in my cunt and it felt like the butterflies were turning into an army, intent on battering its way out of my body. I started to shake and suddenly the tingling just erupted everywhere. My cunt exploded with heat and pleasure as I was incinerated in the wave of the most powerful orgasm I'd ever experienced. As this was going on I could feel the pressure increase intensely on Jake's cock as it swelled even more and my cunt clamped down on it, then as we both cried out Jake's cock pulsed with the first ejaculation with my cunt responding with another wave of exquisite heat. My stomach just vibrated as my cunt accepted rope after rope of my son's seed and pulsed with a wave of heat in unison with his pulsing cock. I was trying to milk every last drop of cum from him. I grabbed his face and kissed him and pulled his hips toward me to try to get more of that spewing cock inside of me, while I could feel him trying to bury his cock deeper into me than it already was. Suddenly my legs went a little weak and Jake held me pressed against the wall. It took me a minute to regain my strength but after I did I just kissed him and kissed him. I didn't really want to move. I wanted to feel his strong body against mine, his lips on mine, his tongue duelling with mine and his cock pumping into my incestuous cunt. But eventually, after a few minutes, I could feel his cock shrink and suddenly the mixed juices of our incestuous union were running down my inner thighs as his cock slipped from me. I looked deep into his eyes and saw nothing but love. The love of a man for a woman mixed in with the love of a son for his mother. It almost took my breath away. I just kept looking and looking at the beautiful sight of my son's love for me. He smiled at me and very quietly whispered, "I love you Mum." I could feel my eyes watering and knew I wouldn't be able to prevent myself from crying. I needed to tell Jake that I loved him and whispered, "I love you too Son. Possibly more than you can ever understand." We stood and just held each other for what seemed like a lifetime trying to deal with the emotional fallout of the most intense physical pleasure either of us had ever experienced. Ever so gently Jake put his hands to my face and tipped it up towards his, and then he gently and lovingly kissed my tears away. I was totally in love with my son. At this moment I would have died if he had left me. I couldn't imagine living without my son, lover and soul mate. I kissed him gently then said, "I want you to sleep with me tonight. I want you to hold me and love me. I don't think I can cope without you with me tonight." Jake smiled, "There's nothing I want more than to be with the one woman in the world that I love and loves me unconditionally." We kissed tenderly and then eventually breaking our embrace, but still holding hands, we turned and moved towards the stairs. Jake just stepped out of his trousers and pants and left them on the floor where they fell and we headed up to my bedroom. Once inside I undid his shirt and he removed his socks to stand naked. I turned my back to Jake and he undid my dress, and then as he helped push it to the floor I wiggled until it fell, and then stepped out of it. At this point Jake turned me around and stepped back and just gazed at me. My bra was too thin to hide my still very erect nipples and my suspender belt and stockings provided a frame for the place to which a son should never return. Jake just looked and looked, and then eventually he simply said, "There are no words to adequately describe your beauty." I smiled at him and again a little tearfully I mouthed, "Thank you." I slipped out of my shoes and then began to unclip and remove my stockings, which I then used to wipe our drying juices from my thighs. I unclipped and discarded my suspender belt and bra and then stood naked in my son's gaze. We stood facing each other just admiring each other's bodies. Neither of us self conscious or shy, it was just a case of implanting the vision of each other's bodies into our memories. We didn't speak, but after a minute or two I moved towards Jake and embraced him, naked flesh to naked flesh. We held each other for a few moments before I broke the embrace and went into the bathroom. I used the loo and cleaned off my make-up knowing that Jake was in the doorway watching, making me feel protected. I headed back to the bedroom and kissed him as I passed him then got into bed. Jake left the bedroom and used the bathroom as I sat and watched the doorway waiting for him to return. After a few minutes Jake appeared and switching off all the lights on the way, he got into bed beside me, leaving only the small light on my bedside table still on. We embraced and kissed and spent several hours loving each other. We said very little and just enjoyed the emotional and physical intimacy of our new found relationship. Jake and I made love twice more that night before we drifted off to sleep, and it was still almost overwhelming. I certainly hadn't been prepared for the emotional intensity of our act of pure lust and talking with Jake over the coming days and weeks he too admitted that it had been an emotional roller coaster that he hadn't expected. It probably took us both three or four weeks before we could fully absorb the emotions that overwhelmed us that night but eventually we settled down into a fun loving couple. We frequently enjoy sex together as a physically fulfilling and fun extension of our love for each other; not only as man and woman, but also as mother and son. I tried the kitchen show on Jake again a few days later, but this time I was naked. He watched me spread my pussy at him and after about 5 minutes, he thoroughly fucked me from behind. It was truly delicious. Also, about six months later Jake and I eventually sat down and rewrote his story. We enjoyed dreaming up naughty adventures to add to it. Once finished we committed the whole story to memory and then acted it out from start to finish. We had a ball re-writing it and even more fun enacting it. Debs and Jake definitely got it together. But that really is another story.