Kevin Sellers: Widespread widow

"Yesss! Yes, baby! Oh, sweet honey, do it! Make me come, lover! Make, me come real hard, and shoot your lovely jizz in me! More, more, mohhhhhhhhhre!"

She humped frantically, wrenching on his cock as the first blasts of climax surged over her. Like a volcano too long pent-up, she erupted. Her body surged and writhed in a chain of climaxes she'd almost forgotten could exist, and she bounced on her son's lunging prick in a fury of sensation that sucked the jism out of his balls.

Jeff's cock jerked and spurted, flooding his mom's clutching cunt with cum. In a fury of seething bliss, she fucked down to take it all, to soak up every incredible blast of jizz that tore from his thrashing cock.

Jeff clung to his mom's bobbing tits as she thoroughly fucked every thick droplet of jizz out of his prick. Her face wore an expression of total joy, and her pumping cunt made tight sucking noises as it soaked up his globs of jizz.

At last, thoroughly fucked and completely satisfied, Laura slumped, panting and groaning, beside her son.

"Oh, Mom! That was – ohhh, shit!"

She giggled, gasping and feeling his cum dribble from her parted cuntlips in little splatters. "I – ahhhh, know, baby. Oh my God, how I know!"

Then the reality of what she'd done began to sink in.

Abruptly blushing with guilt, Laura rose. "Well. I'd better get to my shower. Are you all relaxed now, darling?" She hesitated, unable to keep herself from feasting on the sight of his limp cream-sickened prick.

Jeff grinned. "Hell, yes! But I'll probably get tensed up again real soon. See? It's already starting!"

Even as he spoke, his cock began to twitch and rise under her gaze.

Laura gasped. Things had gone too far already, and if she stayed another moment, they might go even further.

"Well, I'm afraid that's your problem, honey," she said hastily, turning quickly for the door. "I-I've done my part already. Let's not expect it to happen again, shall we? Goodbye, dear."

Then she was scampering for the door, all too aware of the new itch tingling in her cum-flooded cunt.

She didn't see Jeff's knowing smile.

Throughout the rest of the evening Laura was uncomfortably aware of her son's presence. Even as she went about setting the table for supper, as Jeff and Peggy talked and whispered and giggled to each other the way they always did, she could feel his gaze occasionally sliding over her body in a possessive way that made her want to shiver.

At last, they all sat down to eat, and for the moment, Jeff's attention was elsewhere.

The meal was half-finished when he suddenly spoke up. The sound of his voice made her jump. "Hey, Mom, you don't mind if Rod spends the night with me, do you? His folks are going to be out of town, and I already promised."

Taken by surprise, she stammered out a reply. "Well, this is rather short notice. Oh, I don't suppose it'll do any harm. Of course he can, dear."

Actually, the thought of having one of Jeff's friends over for the evening filled her with sudden relief. At least that would keep him occupied, give her time to sort out the confusion of that afternoon's unexpected events.

She was overwhelmed with guilt, now. It had begun slowly, and had built up until she could hardly stand it.

It was an accident, she convinced herself. She and Jeff had simply been caught up in a moment of mutual horniness, and it would never happen again. Simple as that.

But Laura couldn't be sure, and that was the frightening part. The memory of Jeff's lunging cock was too vivid the feel of his jism spurting up her clit too fresh to ignore. Normal mothers didn't fuck their sons – but was she really normal? Just the thought of his magnificent prick had her creaming, even as she pretended to concentrate on her food. She couldn't think of anything else. After all those years of going without a man's cock, after climaxing in blissful completion on her son's geysering cock… would she ever be quite normal again?

That was the thought that frightened her most. It was why she finished her meal without actually tasting a bite of it. She was afraid of her own needs, and what she might do if Jeff decided to try to fuck her again.

Supper was finished all too soon, and Peggy was the first to break the silence that had settled over all of them.

"Well, I guess I'll go watch TV for a little while." She rose and headed for the den, pausing long enough to catch her brother's eye. "You coming, Jeff?"

"In a few minutes. I thought I'd help mom with the dishes first, before Rod gets here."

Peggy looked disappointed, but she obviously wasn't in the mood for doing dishes. "Oh, all right. I'll just start without you then!"

Laura caught his grin as Peggy huffed into the den, shutting the door loudly behind her.

Then she began to collect the dirty dishes and took them to the sink, not eager to be left alone with her son, but strangely excited at the same time. She couldn't help it. Jeff was her child, but he'd already proved he was a man, as well. And he'd had his cock in her cunt once that day. The first cock she'd fucked in to damned long.

What would she do if he expected seconds? Half afraid of facing that dreadful question, she filled the sink with sudsy water and turned her attention on the dishes. But the question arose almost instantly as Jeff slipped up behind her and slid his arms about her waist, bringing his hands to rest on her blouse covered tits.

"You want same help, don't you, Mom?"

Laura laughed nervously and tried to shrug her tits from his grasp. "Not that kind of help, I don't! Now stop it, and get a dish towel. I'll never finish if you keep that up!"

"Oh, I'm going to help, all right." Jeff chuckled as he squeezed his mom's tits, rubbing up against her. "I'm all tense again, too. So I kind of thought we could relax some more. Feel how tense I'm getting?"

Laura could feel, all right. His cock was surging up in his jeans, sliding between her asscheeks with a stiffness that couldn't be ignored.

Her cunt melted afresh under that nudging reminder, making her gasp slightly as she tried to sound stern. "Now, Jeff stop! Just because… because I made a little mistake this afternoon, that doesn't mean I'm going to make it again!"

But he wasn't listening to arguments. He could sense his mom's willingness, and he released her tits and slid his hands down over her full, ripe hips, cupping the swells of her taut asscheeks.

"Wow, you've sure got a great ass, Mom," he said, kneading those pliant mounds of firm flesh and pushing his cock more forcefully between them. "I'll bet it's the best ass in town. Mind if I get a look, just to make sure?"

"Jeff!"

Laura's voice came out in a startled gasp as his fingers suddenly grasped the elastic waistband of her slacks and jerked them down.

The abrupt action took her by surprise, and by the time her suds-covered hands flew back to stop what was happening, the slacks had been peeled midway down her thighs, panties and all.

"Jeffrey Benson, stop that this instant!"

Shocked, she tried to twist about to confront her son. But Jeff's hands had already swooped to her exposed asscheeks, cupping the twin soft globes as his grip held her firm. He laughed lightly, fully aware that, his mother wasn't resisting nearly as much as she could.

"What's the matter, Mom? I'm just showing my appreciation, that's all. Don't you want me to?"

"Not-not like this, I don't!" Despite herself, Laura could feel her pussy heating under his massage. All the guilt she'd built up through the evening gushed out of her in creamy bursts, even as she tried desperately to protest. "If your sister walks in, we're going to have a pretty tough time explaining just what kind of help you're providing! Now be a good boy, and let me finish these before your friend arrives. Jeff, please!"