mother-son, part I

[systemX]

*This is a RP about a pair of mother-son; instead of them actually having sex, they both only think about it (and yes the husband is still alive, kicking and very well-endowed, unlike the cliche). So this is the way the story goes, at least for now.*

OOC: I will play the son, as of now I only need another player to take up the role of the mother.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: I'll take that offer then...

 

[systemX]

Mother, Jeanette

*For the benefit of enhancing the story, I have to allow Jeanette to have a great figure. It is not for the sake of the cliche. So for the record, she is 39 with d-cups and the rest of her will be up to anyone's imagination, especially mfucker's.*

IC:

I am sitting at my desk, staring into the empty space in front of me. I am bored. I had taken up the job not because I needed the money, but just to stay away from home. My only son is fully grown up, with only a few months away from his 20th birthday, so there is basically nothing to do at home. Besides, I do have a slight exhibitionist tendency, and I am using this chance to flaunt my body in the workplace. It is pretty fun.

Then my phone buzzes, and I realize that my boss is hollering. For a guy he could really bitch...

 

[systemX]

OOC: mfucker, you could give a little background about your character. I intend to make this a really good plot kind of RP, so I hope you don't mind.

 

[jennyleichhardt]

Im sure mfucker will be excellent in the role of mother.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: thanx jenny for your compliment and faith, and to system too for starting off the story for me.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

I entered his office after knocking, and see that he was looking down at his desk; busy as usual, but never too busy to bitch.

Another thing was that I noticed all the dirty looks he gave me. Exhibitionist as I was, I felt more than a tad disgusted at what could possibly go through his mind every time he sees me in a short skirt and a tight blouse. Today was no exception.

Sensing my presence finally, he looks up, and gives me his customary look up and down my body, his tight lips breaking into a slight grin. Disgusting.

'Jeanette, for the upteenth time, looked what you did with the report,' his expressions changed suddenly, as he slammed a file on the table, one which I was working on not too long ago.

I nodded subtly, all these sounding too familar. I was already telling myself to leave the office when he suddenly said something that perked me up.

'If you don't buck up, I'm afraid you might have to leave the company,' he said seriously. 'Of course, if you perform certain tasks, or favours, I might be able to cover up for these little errors of yours,' he said, getting up, a lustful sneer on his face, his gaze fixated on what seemed to be the front of my blouse.

I could hardly believe my ears, as I took a step back. He was sexually harrassing me.

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

It feels as if we were back in high school, having just excused ourselves from classes, and hiding in an inconspicuous nook in the building. There she is, kneeling at my legs, slurping at my cock.

I was told by many that I am pretty handsome, plus the fact that I had a cock well over eight inches gave me the privilege of having gone out with more girls than I can count with both hands, and bedding most of them as well.

My thoughts return to the present, my hands holding on to the sides of her head gently as it bobbed up and down rhythmically on my cock. I throw my head back, tightly gritting my teeth as I cum into her mouth. She is such a sweet cocksucker. I tilt her head up slightly, and admire her pretty face. I always love the look of girls with my cock in between their lips and cum dribbling out of the cracks of their lips.

Then we hear footsteps, and I swear silently, before pulling her up to her feet, and my cock back where into my pants. We part momentarily.

Back in class, I cannot help but feel frustrated at having been interrupted like that, there is still unfinished business, as I feel my cock hardening against my pants again.

The day ends as the sound of the bell rings through the building, I get up and head towards her until I see the tutor heading in her direction as well. Crap, detention. She turns to look apologetically. Well, things don't always go my way.

I trod home slowly, my cock still feeling tight within my pants. This is one of the rare times I actually am not relieved of the strain. I am visibly pissed.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: been away for awhile; have to admit though i have no idea where the storyline is headed for...

Jeanette:

I was still fuming mad, less now though. I called my husband Dave, and he rushed over from work, gave my lousy perverted boss a tick-off and was *this* close to beating the shit out of him.

Well, there goes my job. I didn't need it anyway.

Another thing - I was horny as hell. Even though I did not want to admit it, it was a great ego-boost even though I was sexually harrassed. It always feels good to be wanted, especially sexually.

I noticed that there weren't that many cars on the road at this time of the day. I turned to look at Dave driving. This was why I married him - he was always there for me. But he had to rush back to work after he saw me home.

Feeling naughty, I bent over my seat, my head hovering above his pants. I had his cock in my hands in a jiffy. He almost jumped out of his seat, not that this was his first blowjob from me, but it just seemed slightly inappropriate. Slightly.

'Just a thank you gift dear,' I reassured him, as my soft wet lips enclosed around the girth of his steadily growing cock. He never could resist me, and neither could I resist him.

He started moaning and groaning, and even could spare one hand to massage my soft hair gently. The car was reduced almost to a snail's pace. Then he stopped suddenly, and pulled me off his cock. I was stunned, and felt terribly deprived. Then I looked out and saw Jerald walking along the pathway. Fortunately he had his back to me.

Dave tucked away his cock, and after making sure that we both looked presentable, pulled up next to Jerald. He was surprised to see both of us at this time of the day.

After briefly explaining the situation, Dave told Jerald to take good care of me, and whispered to me to take care of him later when he returned home. I replied with a kiss.

We were only a few houses away from our place where Dave had me alighted from the car. We started a slow, silent walk back home. I was still horny as hell, and wasn't in the mood to talk, not even to my son.

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

Somehow whatever Dad had related to me did not really register in my mind until moments later. It is rather common when my lust clouds my mind.

I turn to Mum, and ask if she is ok. She nods meekly, before turning her attention back to the pavement. I wonder if she is really ok.

I have other things on my mind though, the front of my pants uncomfortably keeping in confines my still rigid cock. I went through a hundred things as to how I can relieve it best, and when I realise that putting it back into some hot chick's mouth is probably the most fulfilling way out, I feel pissed again.

We are home finally. After opening the door for mother, I have half a mind to dash upstairs. To avoid suspicion, I did not; and secondly, mother was the one who dashed upstairs first. I wonder what had got into her?

Anyway, it was back to my room, and the lousy old magazines.

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

Once I secure the door, I turn to my room and whip out a relatively new magazine from underneath my bed. Typical, but so far I have yet to be uncovered.

The cover girl to be honest is not really my cup of tea, in fact I can feel myself being turned off by her. I flip through a few more pages, and is surprised to see a few stunning pics. Like I said this one was quite new, so there are bound to be pages I have not seen. The woman has well proportionately large breasts, and has a cock in her deep valley. I can almost imagine her tits jiggling as she gets tit-fucked.

I take off my pants, and pull out my cock now, stiff and glistening with a little pre-cum. With one hand, I continue to stroke myself, as I flip the glossy pages slowly, savouring every moment of pleasure I derive from the graphic material.

When I finish that section, I am already half-panting, nearing my orgasm. Then I flip to an exclusive section - incestual relationships. I see a few pictures of a couple fucking, apparently father and daughter, accompanied with a story. I love illustrated sex stories. Even though I am not really into this, the pictures are really hot, and the taboo subject really get me getting.

I start to pump faster, knowing that this was it. I huffed and puffed as my fist becomes a flurry, before I let out a soft moan, as my thick warm cum splatters all over the magazine. I close my eyes for a moment, before cursing myself for dirtying the magazine.

I grab the paper towel nearby and swipe my gooey cum off the page. It was then when I realised I had came on a picture in the incest section; only that this was the mother-son part. As I continue to wipe the mother's face clean, a tingling feeling goes down my spine. Almost, for a moment I imagine myself cumming all over mother's face. She does have a very pretty face, and a damn good body with that. I shake the thought off as quickly as it had come though. Then I chuck the magazine back where it belongs, and threw myself on the bed.

 

[devlishgrin2u]

Looking for a mother as well

I am looking for someone to play mother with me as well, this is truly a fantasy of mine.... let me hear from you soon....

 

[mfucker]

OOC: sorry, back again.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

Once upstairs, I made sure that my door was locked, before I opened my secret drawer. I pulled out my favourite double-headed dildo, and sat at the edge of the bed.

I spread my legs slowly, feeling my pussy lips being stretched open; I licked my lips, still tasting the remnants of Dave's pre-cum on them.

Reaching under my skirt, I pulled my panties off my legs in a flash, and teasing myself, began to rub my fingers gently over my soaking pussy.

I lay back on the bed, and firmly gripping one end of the dildo with one hand, I used my other to part my pussy lips, as I inserted the tip of the plastic toy into my pussy. I hissed in pleasure, withholding my desire to scream out loud.

In a single thrust, I pushed it all the way in, almost having to bite my lips to contain my first orgasm, as I felt waves rushing through my body, and my pussy cum soaking the entire plastic dick.

I plunged it in and out and few more times, almost every other stroke causing me to orgasm; I had no idea how horny I was until now.

When I finally pulled out, I could feel my chest heaving, and my blouse almost soaked in sweat, clinging tightly onto my chest. I brought the dildo to my lips, tasting my own sweet juices as I deep-throated almost half of the entire dildo, wishing Dave was here instead.

But I was far from satisfied, and looking at the clock, I didn't expect Dave until a few more hours later. I needed to relief myself further.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

I sat back up on the bed, and as I looked at the chair in front of me, an idea came into mind. I took out a thin rope and tied the 20" double dildo onto the edge of the chair, with about 12" or so sticking out at the top.

Unbuttoning the top buttons of my blouse, and pulling out my tits, I mount the chair slowly, and as I did so, lowered myself onto the protruding cock. This was just like riding Dave.

I held on to the sides of the chair, bouncing up and down first slowly, then faster and faster as I experienced multiple orgasms once again. I could feel a final one building up though, and I thrusted my pussy mercilessly onto the stationary dildo as I pinched my own nipples, imagining Dave's wet lips around them as I threw my head back, bracing myself for the final orgasm that would satisfy me, for now.

Just then, the phone in the hall downstairs started ringing. But I was so close already, and there was no way I could let this pass. I continued riding the dildo, till I could take it no longer, and let out a muffled moan, as my pussy leaked on the the chair, wetting the entire seat.

Barely having enough time to savour the orgasmic thrills, I quickly pulled the dildo off the chair and back into my drawer. The phone was still ringing amazingly and very quickly I buttoned my blouse back on and headed out of my room, running downstairs...

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

Just as I am going to doze off into dreamland, where women and sex is in abundance, I hear the phone ringing. I curse silently, and hope that mother would pick up the call instead.

One ring...two rings...three rings..........fifteen rings and still it is going. I open my eyes almost grudgingly, and get out of bed, preparing to dash downstairs.

I leap down the stairs, almost catching myself off-balance at the foot of the stairway. Then the ringing stops. I swear again, but realise that mother is there already. She has not seen me though.

I am going to turn back for the stairway when I take another closer look at mother. I do not know if it is the magazine, but boy, mother looks really hot from behind. Her short skirt to start with, is slightly crumpled, and I can see miles and miles of leg. Her blouse is stuck to her body like plaster, seemingly wet from perspiration. She has a really great figure. The best is to come, for at that moment she turns to face me, and motions to me to tell me that the call is not for me, before turning her head away. But in full view, is her massive chest, with her blousing clingling tightly to her gorgeous tits. My jaws almost dropped, and images of the busty lady in the magazine came back to me, only that the woman in front of me is my own mother.

My senses return quickly, fortunately for me, and I dash back upstairs, cursing myself for harbouring such thoughts about mother. I cannot deny the fact that, my cock is already at full mast.

Shutting my door tightly, I pull out my member and start to stroke it once more. Though it is sore from my earlier endeavour, I cum almost as quickly as I wrap my fingers around it. Guilt begins to overwhelm me, however, and after cleaning up, I go back to bed, trying to shut out those nasty thoughts about mother.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

It turned out to be Dave on the line, and I was glad that I was the one who picked up the phone. Now all I had on my mind was to feel Dave inside me, fucking me senseless.

I moan softly at the thought, as I finally replaced the receiver, then I caught myself in the middle of my little reverie. I looked around frantically, hoping Jerald was not around to catch my moan. Thankfully, he wasn't. Then I smiled naughtily to myself - Dave and I just had a little phone sex towards the end of the conversation.

I withheld the desire to touch myself right there in the living room, lest Jerald returned. Though I felt a little sore from my workout earlier, I was still eager for more. I knew I had to save myself for Dave though, so I reluctantly kept my hands off my own body. It was only then when I remembered that I had yet to change out of my working clothes. It was time for my hot bath.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

I returned to my room, not knowing what had came over me this past few hours. Back in my boss's office, he had actually came right up to me, put his arms around me and forced me to kiss him. I pushed him away then, and called Dave immediately, but yet, I've been really horny ever since.

Peeling off my clothes for my bath, I wanted so much to touch myself again, but I remembered that it was to save myself for Dave, and I headed off into the showers...

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

Waking up sometime after, I curse myself for dirtying another pair of pants. The dreams are the usual ones about tits, pussies and hot mouths. Yet there is this particular figure that keep surfacing in my mind. In fact her set of gorgeous tits are responsible for the mess. It is only then when I recall that those tits belong to mother.

The clock read 10 to midnight. Dad is probably home. I want to go back to sleep, but decide that a cup of warm milk before that will make things better. I shrug to myself, and change out of my pants before heading out of my room.

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

I settled myself into the bath tub, moaning softly as I felt the warm water caress my skin, filling my aching pussy.

Once again, I felt the urge to finger myself, to bring myself off to yet another orgasm. But I decided against it, again.

Somehow, I managed to doze off in that state....

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

I had fallen asleep in the warmth of my bath tub, but when I had awaken the water was almost chilling.

I got out quickly, and glancing to the clock, knew that Dave could be back anytime. I looked out at the driveway and heaved a sigh of relief. He was not back yet. That gave me some time to prepare myself for him.

Opening the wardrobe, I thought for a moment before picking out one of Dave's favourite - a see-through black nightie that did nothing to cover my massive tits, and showed plenty of leg. Dave loved it that way.

I pulled on the nightie just as I heard him pull into the driveway. I gave my nipples a slight pinch, moaning, as I thought of what Dave would do to me tonight. I dimmed the lights, and lighted some scented candles at the side of the bed.

Last thing I did was to check that Jerald was already sleeping. As I walked down the dim corridor to the stairway leading to the ground floor, I heard the main door close. I smiled to myself...

 

[systemX]

OOC: Wonder if this is a good time for me to wake.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: wouldn't mind one bit...

 

[mfucker]

Jeanette:

Dave sure got the surprise of his life when my smooth silky leg greeted him at the top of the stairway. He played along just fine, dropping his suitcase and pulled my leg to his waist as he caressed my soft thighs. Dave really knew how to make me feel wanted.

'Looks like you have some unfinished business,' I whisper in his ears as his other hand roamed my body roughly, as if it was the first time he was exploring my beautiful curves.

As we kissed, I wrapped both my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock pressing into my crotch as he supported me by holding both my ass cheeks. The both of us then stumbled our way into the bedroom...

 

[systemX]

Son, Jerald

I walk along the dim corridor, my mind still on the explicit images of mother. Then my foot hits something at the top of the stairs. I look closer, and realise it is Dad's bag. I decide to bring it over to my parents' room.

The noises come first, before I see that the door is slightly ajar. Weird, I think to myself. I walk closer, the curiosity in me heightening already.