She felt him rest down on her his weight heavy but he shifted so not all of it was on her. She was out of breath as she wet her lips a soft sigh of release and contentment, mingling with a little something more as he pulled back and rolled over.
She found herself pulling him closer, his mouth close to her breasts as she ran her fingers absently through his hair, toying with each strand as her mind focused on the gravity of everything that had just happened... everything she'd said... what she'd thought, imagined.... she continued stroking his head gently as she would have any of her children... but this wasn't her child. Her eyes focused on the seperate cracks on the ceiling, she never noticed the small imperfections in the plaster ceiling before, but now they seemed all too clear to her. Her face flushed slightly, it had been wonderful... but so terrible.
She heard his exclamation and the implication that went with it... could she really keep up this sordid affair... could she continue this? After imaging her own son? But he'd imagined his mother... he wasn't likely to tell either... was he?
Criag rolls over onto his side, studying his older lover. She stares at the ceiling blankly...probably realizing what she has just done. Maybe regretting her actions.
He smiles, feeling an overwhelming sense of power. He knows that he has taken Mrs. Farrell to a place she has never been...a forbidden place that she hid from herself. The defenses have all been compromised...her walls all shattered. He has taken her to the depths of her soul and shown her what lustful thoughts live there. Her life will never be the same.
Reaching out, he touches her...gently gliding his fingers accross her arm. Tickling her with his soft touch he moves down to her hand and then gradually makes his way back up to her shoulder.
Staring into her blank face he speaks... whispering very quietly...
"That was so intense.... I mean you calling me Gideon....God, have you ever...you know...thought about that before ?"
His cock begins to harden again as he speaks...
"Would you really ....um...I mean he is your son and all..."
Moving closer, his hard cock touching her bare leg, he puts his mouth to her ear...
She didn't regret it... she couldnt' regret it. The experience had been so powerful... and the relief she felt now was inexplicable. The relief she felt was tremendous, like a great load had been lifted off her shoulders, a great secret revealed that had haunted her for a long time... but somehow facing it seemed to make it lighter.
She felt his fingers tracing up her arm, acrossed her shoulder... she didn't move didn't stir. Her mind was unbelieving, though she knew, and there was no hiding from it. He knew.
His question rang in her ears, she felt his hardness on her his voice tickling the soft hairs within her ear. She closed her eyes...
Would you? Would you?
It echoed in her mind...
He is your son... your son... son... my son.
I swallowed a bit then opened my eyes...
"I..."
A pause as I looked into his eyes and moved my hand over to smooth down his hair,
Her response surprise him. He really thought she would be angry...embarrassed...ashamed of her incestuous outcries, but she wasn't. In fact she was confirming their existence...
His heart pounded as he continued gently moving his hand...tracing her clavicle to her neck....
"Wow," he responds with a whisper, his mouth now touching the ouside of her ear... "I think that would be so hot..."
His cock presses harder against her thigh. Touching the softness of her skin. Slowly sliding up... just an inch..and then down...a small humping action...
"So now," he begins again, "I have to ask...since you are being so open with me..."
His hand moves up her neck...slowly...gradually...reaching her chin...ascending...over the top...touching her lips...
"What was the closest you ever came to...you know...being with Gideon..."
As he waits for her response, he slowly begins tracing her mouth...needing to hear her response...willing it from her soft warm lips...
Craig's hand begins slides slowly down Mrs. Farrell's neck...gradually reaching her breast bone...now circling her right breats...barely touching her skin...tickling...
"It's okay Jill," he whispers, using her firstname for effect, "you don't have to be afraid to tell me. We have a special bond now...I mean who else can you tell about these things ?? "
His fingers trace her breast...movng to the nipple..tracing small circles around her areola...her nipple hardens again...
"You are so much like my own mom. So prim and proper on the surface...but beneath...oh I bet she has some secrets..."
His mouth, so close to her ear...his tongue reaches out...tickling her earlobe...then it's gone again...
"Let it out...tell me what happened...it's okay..."
She felt his gentle caress, his tender fingers seeming to massage every nerve, all the aching parts of her soul, calming her, relaxing her.
The sound of her first name might have unnerved her normally, but now it just seemed right... seemed to fit... his toung traced her earlobe and she let out a resigned sigh.
"It was a few years ago... he was just 16, but so handsome... strong... He looks so much like his father, but he's so much more passionate."
My face lightened and a smile as I thought about that night...
"I was home alone, in the shower. I didn't hear him come in, he wasn't supposed to be back yet.. I had just turned the water off when I heard the door open. I almost said something..."
She furrowed her brow a bit wondering why she hadn't..
"In any case... He didn't know I was in the shower and he peeled off his clothes. I assumed he was going to get in, I moved to grab a towel, I could see his outline, he couldn't see mine. I wrapped it around myself he turned around and sat on the toilet. He still didn't see me... And..."
I felt myself getting wet again, my breathing quickening, I licked my lips to moisten them...
"He began to jerk off... massaging that long hard cock... I could see it's outline too... it was amazing. He was moaning and groaning as he told his imaginary girl to suck it... and take it all... I felt myself getting hot and I had to sit back in the tub... I began masturbating myself... massaging myself... as he came so did I.. it was amazing... and I found myself being the one he told to take it, and the one he was telling he would fuck... Oh it was so wonderful."
I moved my hand to my breasts and intertwined my fingers with his having him massage the soft mound.
"He got up and left and I stayed for a while, but then I snuck out and too my room... he was asleep when I passed his room... god how I wanted him... sleeping nude under his soft sheets... I could tell."
"Oh yeah Jill," Craig whispers, "just think how nice his cock would feel inside of you..."
Her small hand touched his...wanting him to fondle her breasts...he could feel her longing returning...the incestuous fantasy was exciting to both of them...
Craig reverses the position of their hands...his now resting on hers...he slides it down her belly and places it on her pussy...she spreads her legs and lets out a small moan....
"Feel his thickness as it parts your pussy lips...ummmm...doesn't that feel great...the thought of fucking your own son...so naughty...so wrong...so socially unacceptable....but so exciting..."
Craig withdrew his hand, placing it on his hard cock...slowly stroking it...watching as his older lover began masturbating, eyes closed...fantasizing about her son...
She let her eyes flutter shut as she felt him guide her hand down to her damp patch, and delve lightly into her waiting pussy...
~her thoughts came back, her perfectly nude son jacking off... he saw her... his smile grew.
'Pictures his thick cock inside of you.'
She let out a groan as her finger slipped in her warmth, not realizing as his hand slipped away to his own sex. She let her finger delve in, the palm of her hand rubbing against her excited nub.
'Feel his thickness as it parts your pussy lips...ummmm...doesn't that feel great...the thought of fucking your own son...so naughty...so wrong...so socially unacceptable....but so exciting...'
~He rose and pressed her back against the wall, she meekly protested.
Craig could see her lips quiver in objection...
~Gideon put his finger to her lip, "Let me do this for you mom." I couldn't move, I couldn't back away I sunk into the wall and only his strong grip on my hips held me up. My legs partially parted as he leaned close, his erection rubbing against my belly. "Oh mom I want you so bad..."
My forefinger and thumb held the soft nub and rolled it softly sending electricity jump through it... A louder moan,
"OH GID..."
~ My legs part more, his cock moves down and begins parting the lips of my pussy, I am soo wet for him... I want him, my mind object but my lips won't move. His toung moving down to my breast biting on my nipple.
Craig watched his older lover as she fantasized...
Her fingers begin to slide into her moist pussy...thumb rubbing against her sensitive clit...
Sliding off the bed, he hurries downstairs and gathers his camera equipment. Rushing back to the large bedroom, he pulls out a small camcorder and begins to film...
Holding the camera to his eye with his left hand, he strokes his excited prick with his right...
"That's it Jill," he encourages, "just relax and feel your son...let him enter you...enjoy the moment..."
His older lover lies on the bed before him, her hand working her needy vagina...
Craig zooms out...filming the entire scene...the beautiful older woman masturbating...speaking aloud to her son...giving in to his desire...
Jill groaned a bit as she felt the bed wiggle, he jumped up and left... she managed to peek an eye open as he came in toting a camera... she'd have objected but there was no way, lost in her fantasy she just let her lid close.
"Gideon.. God Gideon please.. I.."
She silenced as he pressed his lips firmly against her, his hand to her breasts..
Mrs. Farell moved her own hand to her breasts manipulating it as Gideon.
"Oh son... Mnmmm..."
His tounge thrust in her at the same time as he lowered her thin body down onto his throbbing member, she let out a gasp in the air as her finger slipped again all the way in...
"Oh Gideon..."
'tell me you want it mom... tell me..."
"Gideon, I want... I do... I want you in me, all the way. Her hands went to rest on his shoulders as he lowered his lips to just above the soft mounds of her breasts, his cock now fully imbedding itself in her. She wrapped her legs around him, feeling every muscle in him ripple as he supported her weight.
"Fuck me son... Gid please, take me. Take your mother, fuck her good..."
Loud groans as she parted her thighs her fingers manipulating her clit, the small light of the camera focusing right on her blood gorged lips, as she came closer to her release. The rising of her chest increasing dramatically as her vision became closer, more real...
The soft whirring of the camcorder was interrupted by Jill's words. He watched the older woman through the viewfinder, her hands between her legs...fingers rubbing her sensitive clit...
"Fuck me son... Gid please, take me. Take your mother, fuck her good..."
His head buzzed, full of nasty ideas. There was no way that Jill could ever deny him anything he wanted now. The photos...the video.... She was his...and she would do what he wished...
He stroked his cock as he watched her...fantasizing about her son... zooming in to capture the look on her face...scanning her body...focusing in on her hands touching her pussy...stroking her clit...
"That's it Jill," he said quietly, not wanting to interrupt her train of thought. "Let him fuck you...take your son...You know you've wanted this for a long time..."
As he spoke he moved around to the side of the bed...filming...stroking his cock...loving the incredible scene playing out before him...
In all his fantasies, he never would have imagined anything like this happening...he had to wonder if it would be possible to find a way to break down his own mother's defenses...could he manipulate his vulnerable mom into doing something she probably never would imagine herself doing ?
He lay her on the bed his head still resting in that small indent above the clavical, his tounge tickling her as she rested her feet down, parted, him between, he pulled out almost completely.
Her finger pulled out her thumb stopping it's massaging motion,
"Oh Gideon... son... oh..."
She didn't hear the whir of the video camera, barely heard Craig's egging... she only knew this moment, her son and her in a timeless embrace, this was the reality of the moment... she was in her room... but not with Craig, not pleasuring herself... with Gideon, being pleasured by his hard love muscle.
She felt his cock delve into her tender wanting pussy again, his member filling her, united, mother son... she moved her hands up his forearms to his biceps... his head lowering to her breasts as he began to pivot his hips, pumping into her slowly at first... his pace quickening.
She let out a quick whimper than sighed as her thumb began it's quest again, her forefinger moving up twisting her soft clit, rages of pleasure shot up her..
he pistoned in and out of her faster and faster...
Her finger moved in and out in and out, twist pull...
lick, kiss, thrust...
Twist, moan, arch...
Fantasy...
Reality...
One as she, her face cought in the perfect moment of pleasure mouth agape, eyes pressed tightly closed, let out a cry of release..
His cock jumped inside her, shooting it's warm seed through her as she in turn came, her arms clenched onto his shoulders...
In reality she came alone, her fluids flowing out, drenching the covers below her as she cried out, one hand pulling slowly from her wet puss, and her other clenched tightly around her breast....
I felt his hand on my head turning it, but my eyes remained closed as Gideon thrust into me... cought in lust I felt the cock pressed against my lips.
I hesitated, confused, seeing the cock thrusting into my pussy but feeling another pressing against my lips... soon I didn't care as it pressed in me.
I parted my lips for it, continuing to finger myself, massaging my breasts I took it imaging it was Craigs and they were both in there, both fucking me... oh it was a delicious fantasy.
I groaned into his cock and wrapped my lips around it. I felt him burrow it all the way into my throat, I choked briefly but breathing a bit around his cock and then holding it, I soon took the cock all the way into my throat.
As it's head touched the back of my throat, the muscles began to contract around it trying to push it out but i kept my mouth in place, forcing it to stay as I tried to move my tounge acrossed it's shaft... a hard task concidering my position.
OOC: I was hoping you'd say that... I love this thread !!!
Craig felt Jill's mouth open to accept his hard cock. As her lips parted he pushed forward sliding it's length deep inside, slipping down into her throat. In his wildest dreams he never would have imagined his "conservative" tutor allowing herself to be videotaped as she masturbated and sucked on his penis. With one hand holding the camcorder, he reached down and grasped a handful of hair with the other. The feeling of control he had over this older woman was intoxicating...
"That's it baby," he snarled. "I knew you weren't the goody goody that you pretended to be. I'll bet your husband has no idea what a little slut you are."
He turned off the camera and placed it on the bed.
"Oh yeah, Jill," he growled. "Suck that cock. Be my whore !!!"
Craig knew he had control... Jill would never do anything to jeopardize her "happy home". With the photos and video, he would always have the upperhand and he she would always do anything he wanted... Even if it was against her better judgement...
She had lost all control and she knew she had no choice but to continue, but at this point she had no other desire but to be with him to be satisfied. In the back of her mind, far pressed back she thought about Gideon, how she wished he were here to, that they were both taking her, fucking her good.
"That's it baby. I knew you weren't the goody goody that you pretended to be. I'll bet your husband has no idea what a little slut you are."
How did he know... She hadn't even known... but somehow he seemed to know what was in her heart before she said anything... how... it didn't matter as she felt him within her. Her tounge carressing his cock, not even knowing the camera was off... it didn't matter....
'Oh yeah, Jill, Suck that cock. Be my whore !!!'
The word cought me off guard and I tried to stop, tried to pull back for a minute to gain my bearings. He wouldn't allow it. His hands entangled in my hair he forced me down on it, and up and down, I gave in and continued bobbing up and down, swallowing him over and over again. A frenzy of thrusting... waiting for him to cum...
She tried to pull away...to reconstruct the image she had carefully built. But, Craig knew better... He saw it in her eyes, the first time they had met. The emptiness showed through her jovial facade. The longing... the desire... to explore the forbidden... the taboo...
Grasping her by the hair, the young student prevented her escape. Her head was forced back down. His thick cock sliding back into her mouth...enveloping his manhood.
So much like his own mother, Jill had buried her sexuality in a life of posessions and trivial tasks. Now Craig was going to force her to face it... she had no choice.
"Mmmmm.....," he moaned, feeling his cock inside her warm wet mouth, "take it all."
Craig watched her bobbing on his turgid member, a slightly distrurbed but lustfilled look on her face. God did he have plans for her and with his stash of incriminating material... she could not say no...
I was out of control, thought and logic had no meaning for me now as he blindly thrust into me over and over. My mouth tightening autimatically, my tounge exploring best it could. Lost in the frenzy of the moment, there was no time for thought, no time for anything more than the simple act of holding on and sucking best I could...
Meaning was gone... nothing meant anything, for this brief moment in my life, I had no severe worries, little inhibitions that were slowly dissapearing, they would return but not in this moment, as I waited for that glorious moment when he would peak. An explosion of passion... but I didin't want it. Then the worries would be back... the aching concious... and worst of all the shame at having enjoyed it... it would all be back 10 fold...
No don't think about it... Not for now Jill... for now all there is is him and I and that glorious youthful cock.... it was all allright.
Craig felt himself getting close... The wonderful warm sensation of orgasm began to build deep inside. His older lovers mouth sucking his ready prick. Her soft lips and tongue sliding along the length of his manhood. He knew it wouldn't be long.
Tightening his grip on Lynn's hair, he began increasing the pace of his thrusts, pushing her head forward... sliding his cock deep inside her throat...
"Oh yeah, Lynn...," he growled, "Just like that.....MMMMMM.....suck it baby."
His mind begins to zone out. His eye focus on Lynns face, but his brain becomes fuzzy with the intensity of the pleasure she is providing him. Intermittantly, his own mother's face is superimposed over that of the middle-aged woman that lies before him.
He closes his eyes for a moment, concentrating on the deep tingling that builds throughout his young body. Never in his wildest fantasies could he imagine this scenario becoming a reality and he knew that there would be much more...whenever he wanted it.
His knees began to tremble and he opened his eyes, partially to enjoy the view, but also to regain his balance. The familiar sensation of orgasm ripped through him...his cock began to spasm and he felt the first jet of cum shooting into Lynn's mouth.
She tried to pull away, but his strong hand on her head held her firmly...