M. Jacobs: Mommys Horny Urges

Pauline sat on the edge of Steve's bed for a few minutes, knowing perfectly well that he was fast asleep again. Her cunt was on fire with unfulfilled desire. She was angry at first at being rejected by her husband, angry and deeply hurt. She soon realized, however, that he had no other choice. She knew it and he knew it. It was just a lost cause. But she was still horny. Her cunt still dripped with lust. Her silky skin still tingled all over as if charged with electricity. She still desperately needed a big hot cock buried between her legs. But she knew that there was nothing she could do.

By the time Pauline closed Steve's bedroom door behind her, she had almost resigned herself to finger-fucking herself again that night. It would have been just another wasted night of self stimulation for Pauline if something hadn't caught her eye as she tiptoed past one of her sons' rooms.

Pauline saw a light shining out from under her oldest son's door. She knew that the light hadn't been on when she passed Roger's room a few minutes earlier. It was awfully late for him to be up, especially since there was school tomorrow morning. She was sure that she hadn't awakened him, so what could he possibly be doing at such an hour? She couldn't very well walk in and check on him, not dressed the way she was. She would just have to peek in through the keyhole for a second.

Pauline felt a bit silly about spying on her son, but she had no other choice. She couldn’t let him see her stark naked beneath the flimsy see-through negligee she wore, and she never could control her curiosity once it had been aroused. As she crouched down and put her eye to the keyhole, a little shiver of excitement rushed through her body. There was something nasty about spying on her son, something that made her little pussy tingle a bit. What she saw then made her more than tingle a bit. It almost made her faint.

Pauline saw her son sitting on the edge of his bed, his pajamas pushed down around his ankles. On the edge of the bed beside him was what looked like an opened magazine of some sort. Between his legs towered an enormous hard-on. Roger would glance down at the magazine from time to time for inspiration. His fingers were wrapped tightly around the swollen shaft of his hard cock. His fist moved slowly up and down the rock-hard post of flesh between his naked legs.

Pauline's son was jacking off. She could hardly believe her eyes. Of course she knew that boys did that sort of thing all the time, but this was the first time she had actually caught one of her sons at it. But then she was not in the habit of peeking through keyholes in the middle of the night.

She knew that she had no business watching her son doing such a personal thing to himself. After all, it was his privacy she was violating, and she had always told her boys that their bedrooms were off limits to outsiders. But she couldn't help herself. She tried to tear herself away, but something held her there.

Pauline had gone without sex for too long. She desperately needed a big fat hard-on buried between her legs, and her son had just such a hard-on right now. Pauline knew that it was wrong for her to feel lust for her own son, but she couldn't help herself. He was exactly what she needed so badly. He was young and strong and incredibly handsome in a boyish way. She was thrilled by the size and hardness of Roger's long thick cock. It was shaped very much like Steve's, but it was hard, not soft and useless like her husband's cock. She couldn't help imagining that her fingers were where Roger's were, wrapped around his throbbing pole of flesh.

Pauline could almost feel the heat of her son's cock soaking into her fingers. She could almost feel the slippery glistening skin of his swollen cock beneath her loving fingers as she stroked it up and down. She felt her cunt seething with desire for her horny son. Her cunt twitched and tingled as never before. The dew of her pussy trickled over the little lips of her cunt.

She couldn't help letting her fingers dip into her pussy. She moved her fingertips gently against the dripping lips of her hot cunt, driving herself wild with pleasure as she watched her young boy jerking off. Pauline had been crouching in front of the boy's door, but now she got on her knees. She raised her flimsy negligee up over her ass and buried her fingers between her legs, moving them faster and faster as her excitement increased.

Roger moved his fist up and down faster and faster, too. He was obviously having the time of his life. Pauline wondered what he was looking at in the magazine by his side. She couldn't quite make out the pictures, but she couldn't help wondering if the women in the magazine were as sexy as she. If Roger was so turned on by women in pictures, she wondered how much more excited he would be if he were presented with the real thing. She knew that she had more to offer than any of those models her son was ogling. She knew that she could satisfy Roger. If she walked into his room right now, he would forget all about those silly pictures.

Pauline knew that what she was considering was the ultimate taboo. She knew that it was not acceptable for a mother to think about giving herself to her son. But Pauline was too hot between the legs to worry about taboos now. She was dying for sex. Her head was swimming with the most lewd ideas. She would pay him a little surprise visit. She would introduce him to the pleasures of fucking and sucking so that he would have no further need to look at dirty pictures and beat off. If he was anything like his father had been in his younger days, he would learn fast.

She stood up and tried to collect herself, smoothing her hands down over her sides, making the flimsy material of her transparent negligee cling to her thighs. Her cunt tingling with taboo desire, she took a deep breath and walked right into her son's bedroom.

Roger's mouth fell open and his eyes flashed with fear and shock when he saw his mother glide into his room and stand before him. He was frozen into immobility for a few seconds. His cock seemed to get even harder between his young legs, snapping up against his naked stomach and jerking wildly. Every muscle in his body seemed to get stiff all of a sudden. His balls were suddenly tense between his legs. For a second he thought he was going to shoot his wad of cum right up to the ceiling.

Pauline's eyes were flashing, too, but not with fear. Her eyes were blazing with pure lust for her horny son. She let her glance run from his handsome young face, down over his well-muscled chest, all the way to his lean stomach. She watched his long stiff cock jerking hard and fast against his stomach, covering his skin with clear pre-cum. She let her gaze run down the dripping shaft of her son's prick to his tightly clenched balls. She knew that he had exactly what she wanted and needed. He had everything his father lacked.

Roger could feel his mother's eyes burning into him. He could feel her devouring his naked body with her gaze. He didn't know whether to believe what was happening or not. He would have thought he was having just another wild wet dream if she hadn't been so close to him and if the aching in his balls hadn't been so intense. It was real. And he had to do something fast.

As soon as he was able to move, Roger tried to grab his pillow and put it over his lap. He almost passed out when his mother caught his hand and made him drop the pillow on the floor. She kicked it away with her foot and smiled down at him with a smile that made his balls ache even more.

"You needn't hide yourself, Roger," Pauline said in a voice that dripped with honey. "Mother understands."

"J… Jesus! I… I… I didn't know you were gonna come in! I… didn't, Mom! Honest!" the nervous teenager stammered, his head swimming with confusion.

"I know, darling. I realize that my sudden appearance comes as a complete surprise. Otherwise I don't suppose you'd be doing what you've been doing to yourself," Pauline said.