M Jacobs - Mom_s naughty urge

"Oh, Rob, fuck me! Move it in and out of me! Make me scream, lover! I don't care if you are my son! I don't care how taboo it is! Use that beautiful cock on me! Fuck me! Fuck the piss out of me! Screw your mother! Screw me!" she begged, her cunt on fire with lust for her son.

Rob stared wide-eyed at his mother's inadvertent display. His dick was as hard as a rod of steel in his pants. His balls were hot and tense between his legs. He breathed harder and faster. His heart pounded in his chest. He had to get away, had to feel the lascivious scene in front of him. He didn't dare let his mother see him there now.

Somehow Rob summoned up all his strength and tore himself away. He was so excited and nervous, however, that he ran right into the half-open door, making enough racket to attract anyone's attention.

Jessica almost died when she saw her son in her room. His back was to her now, but she knew that he had seen her playing with her cunt. It was too horrible to be true. Her daydream of lust disappeared immediately, but not the burning desire that blazed in her twat.

"Rob!" she cried, jumping up and striding over to her son.

Jessica grabbed Rob's shoulder and held him fast. She shivered with fear and excitement. She felt his warmth radiating through her hand. Her other hand ran down his side. She wanted to run her hand around in front of him and grab his cock, but she resisted the temptation somehow.

"What are you doing here, Rob?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"N-nothin', Mom! Honest! I didn't see anything!" her son gasped, barely able to get any words out at all.

"Go to your room now, Rob," she said. "We'll have to talk this over later."

Jessica closed the door behind her son. She had to pull herself together. She had to assess the situation. She had to do something to get herself out of the mess she had gotten herself into.

There was no escaping the fact that Rob had been watching her playing with her cunt. He had heard her say the mast obscene things, too, and had heard her use his name in the heat of her lustful fantasy. He knew that she had been thinking of him while stimulating her cunt. What could he possibly think of her? He hadn't been able to look her in the eye before he left the room as fast as his feet could carry him. At first Jessica wandered if she could ever face her son again. He was an impressionable young man. She knew that he hadn't had any real experience with girls yet, but he wasn't completely uninformed about the facts of sexuality. He had to have a good idea of what she was doing to herself, and he probably would realize that he himself had made her cunt tingle that night by stimulating her wild imagination.

Jessica had to face him, and she had to do it that night. She had to find some way of explaining what had happened. It was now or never, before the experience had a chance to stir up Rob's imagination and change the way he felt about his mother. But she wasn't really ready to face her son again so soon. She needed a chance to let the heat of her pussy cool down a bit, but she knew that she had to act quickly. Her belly fluttering with fear and embarrassment, Rob's horny mother threw on her gown and ran on tiptoes down the hall to her son's bedroom.

She waited outside his closed door for a moment or two, trying to gather her wits about her and waiting for her heart to stop beating so hard and fast. She listened carefully, holding her breath when she heard something in his room. The light was off, but she knew that he couldn't have gone to sleep so soon after his mind-boggling experience in her bedroom. She thought she heard the creaking of bedsprings. She knew that she should control herself, but it was too late now. She had to find out what he was doing. If Rob was doing what she thought he was doing in his bed it would be the most exciting thing she had seen in years.

Jessica fell to her knees in front of her son's door, peering through the keyhole and gasping at what she saw. A wash of moonlight streamed in through her son's open window, just enough light to illuminate his naked body. He was lying on his back in bed, his fingers wrapped around the hard shaft of his cock. He was jerking off in a frenzy, his hand flying up and down over the stiff shaft of his dick.

Her cunt almost melted as she peeked in on her son's masturbating. She couldn't resist the temptation to reach under her gown and work her fingers between the lips of her steaming pussy. She was dizzy with excitement. She knew how depraved it was to watch her son doing such a thing, but the taboo made it even more stimulating for her.

Her son was going at it in a frenzy, bouncing up and down on his bed, bucking his ass and bouncing harder and harder by the minute. She stared at his heaving body and secretly wished that it was straining against her. She could almost feel his smooth hard prick slipping in and out of her tight wet cunt-hole.

Rob's imagination was going wild too. He couldn't get out of his mind the wildly exciting memory of his mother sitting in her bedroom and diddling her steaming pussy. He could see the rosy lips of her cunt before his eyes. He could see her nimble fingers tugging at her ragged cuntlips, glistening with moisture. He could see her big beautiful tits naked and tempting, her nipples stiff and inviting. He imagined himself walking toward her, getting on his knees between her spread legs and watching what she was doing to herself.

Rob suddenly realized that his mother had to be the most beautiful woman in the whole world. When he considered the fact that she had been muttering all kinds of dirty things and begging him to fuck her he thought he wouldn't be able to stand the aching in his nuts another second. She was his mother and she had begged him to fuck her! It was almost too much for him to comprehend.

Jessica couldn't help herself any longer. She felt herself rising to her feet as if motivated by some force stronger than her power to resist. She felt herself being driven by her incestuous lust for her son. She felt her hand move to the doorknob, felt the door slowly open, felt herself gliding into her son's room.

She stood silently in the shadows watching Rob bounce up and down in his bed, his fingers firmly wrapped around the long hard shaft of his prick. His balls were bouncing between his legs. His muscles were tense. She knew that he was on the brink of coming. She had to stop him before it was too late. She needed his cock hard and his balls full of jizz.

"Hello, Rob," she said loudly enough for him to hear.

Jessica watched as Rob stopped beating off and jumped out of bed as if the house were on fire. He made a dash for his clothes, which were lying in a pile by the bed. Jessica moved close to him, standing only a foot or so away from his clothes so that when he bent over to retrieve them his face would be right between her legs.

Jessica put her hand on Rob's naked shoulder and held him in his bent-over position. She seethed with depraved desire, seethed with the urge to do something taboo. She took a deep breath and parted her gown, letting him see her naked cunt Rob couldn't believe his eyes. He bunked uncontrollably. His mouth fell open. He stared wild-eyed between his mother's legs. She was really ending there in his room. It wasn't a dream any longer. It wasn't enough that she had caught him in the act of jerking off. She was actually exposing herself to him. Her gown couldn't have gotten open all by itself. She stood there letting him stare between her legs at her furry nest.

Rob's rigid dick jerked between his legs. He had been ready to squirt all the way to the ceiling when she had suddenly appeared in his room. Now his nuts felt as if they would blow up like hand grenades at any minute. What did his beautiful mother want of him? Didn't she know that she was having a powerful effect on him. Didn't she knew that she was making his dick and balls ache with tension?