Family Passions Ch. 02

Chapter 02: Mother Weakens

The following morning Billy did not emerge from his room at breakfast time. In many respects Hester was relieved. She didn't know if she could look him in the eye. She knew her son wanted her in the most depraved way. But also she was beginning to understand that she didn't know how to control the situation. Her own feelings were confused. She knew this was wrong and she had a duty to stop it. But she also knew that she had allowed herself to become aroused by her son's lecherous attentions. She was ashamed of her own immoral desires, but she was also curious as to where this might lead. Her son was a beautiful young man, with a strong, athletic body. She honestly didn't know if she could resist him. She was afraid her frustrations would weaken her resolve to be a steadfast mother. She was afraid that deep down she wanted her son to fuck her.

Not having to confront him avoided any risk that she might reveal her knowledge of what he was doing, or her own uncertainty. But she knew it could not be avoided forever. She deliberately stayed out most of the afternoon. Only returning home at the time she knew James and Mary would be up and about. She made a meal for her family and as they eat she was aware that she was chatting manically. She asked Mary about her work and her up-coming assessments. She even asked James about his bible study. She was surprised to hear that Mary had decided to get involved too.

'How on earth will you find the time, dear, with all your work?'

'Oh, I'll do it after the assessments. That's only a few weeks away and dad says that's when he'll need help the most.'

'But what's possessed you to do that?' Hester was aware that her own dislike of the bible group was showing through.

'Oh mum, don't be like that. I just want to help dad. It'll be nice being with him a bit more,' mary smiled at James who beamed back. He caught Hester's eye and Hester thought she saw a trace of a self satisfied smirk. She decided to drop the conversation.

But when Hester asked Billy about his day she was aware that she didn't make eye contact. She was afraid she was going to give herself away, so she forced herself to talk to James.

After the meal James and Mary made ready to leave for their respective shifts and to her surprise Billy offered to help clear away the dishes.

'It's Ok, hunny,' she tried to deflect him.

'No, mum, you've had a long day, I can do it.'

Hester shrugged and smiled and went to watch TV and a little later Billy brought her a glass of wine. He declared that the dishes were done and that he was going to his room to listen to music and go on-line. The evening passed and Mary came to say good bye. A while later James came in.

'You seem cheerful tonight,' he declared.

'Why do you say that?'

'You were just so lively earlier. I haven't seen you like that for a while.'

'Maybe you just don't notice anymore.'

'Oh well, anyway, it was nice,' unusually he gave her a peck on the cheek as he left.

Hester finished her glass of wine and decided to take a long bath. On the way up she knocked on Billy's door.

'Hunny, I'm going to have a bath then I'll have an early night.'

'OK, Mum,' came the muffled reply.

Hester illuminated her bathroom with candles and ran a deep, hot bath and infused it with her favourite, Fenjal bath oil. She slipped in and submerged her body in the fragrant water. Her skin felt creamy and silky and her hands smoothed over her boobs and tummy. She closed her eyes and relaxed. She felt herself drift away. It was peaceful, the wine made her mellow, and her thoughts ran freely.

She felt dreamy and strangely uninhibited. She allowed herself to recall the events of the evening before, and in particular her feelings. She felt her pussy tingle with the familiar resonance of her arousal. She casually touched her labia and immediately felt the surging electrical charge of sexual energy. She probed herself and immediately her mind flooded with her favourite fantasy images; the thrill of frantic sex with a strong handsome stranger. She often fantasised about going to somewhere where she is unknown and picking up a sexy guy and giving herself to him. She loved the idea that he would ravish her and tear her clothes from her body. She imagined herself wearing tights and having him rip the gusset to gain access to her pussy. Hmmm, her fingers rhythmically played across her clit and labia.

Suddenly it was Billy in her head; looming over her with his hard cock in his fist, bearing down between her legs to thrust deep into her pussy and then fucking her hard. Her eyes snapped open and she panicked slightly. Her heart was pounding. She chastised herself; she shouldn't be thinking those thoughts. Plus her movements were making loud splashing sounds in the water. She had to resist, she didn't dare to orgasm in the bath.

Somewhat reluctantly Hester climbed out of the soothing bath. She dried and moisturised her skin and finally applied a little scent. Wrapping herself in a bath towel she left the bathroom and crossed the landing. On an impulse she knocked on Billys' door.

'Just a minute,' came the hurried reply. Hester waited, then, 'Come in.'

Hester opened the door and entered. Billy was on his bed in track bottoms and a T-shirt. He looked a little flushed and Hester could see the corner of his journal from under his pillow. Still with no real purpose she crossed the room and sat on his bed by his feet. She knew that she was probably tempting him. The towel revealed way too much leg, to within just an inch or so of her pussy. It was also pulled tightly around her breasts, which spilled out showing an outrageous amount of cleavage.

'What have you been up to?' she asked in her motherly tone but aware that she was teasing him.

Billy looked embarrassed, 'Oh, just, been, well just stuff, you know...'

Hester smiled slightly, she knew he had been writing in his journal. Probably writing about her; probably writing about the things he wants to do to her. She thought, he probably had his cock in his hand when I knocked, it's probably hard now.

Her breath caught as she tried to speak, 'Emm, well I'm off to bed, Billy. I can feel one of my headaches coming on so I've taken a sleeping pill,' she was shocked at how easily the lie came to her, 'so I'll be fast asleep in no time.'

'OK, mum, I'll keep the noise down.'

'No, I mean don't worry on my account. Those pills knock me for six. I'll be out like a light, in a deep sleep. Nothing could disturb me,' she allowed that to hang for a brief pause, 'Just make sure I wake for work, OK?' Hester rose to leave.

'Sure mum, hope you feel better.'

Hester bent and kissed his forehead, 'Thanks for your help son, you're a good boy.' She left and closed his door.

Outside she scampered to her room, Christ, what had she done. She practically invited him to ravish her. This could be date rape, she thought. But I'm drugging myself. Of course she hadn't taken a pill, and she had no intention to do so. She quickly dressed in her night shirt and panties, then went to clean her teeth in her en suite. But before climbing into bed she had a thought and pulled off the night shirt. She caught her thumbs in her panties but stopped. Needn't be too obvious, she thought. Besides, she always preferred a little foreplay with her undies on.

As she slid into bed she thought, what am I doing? Do I want this? But she had no answer for herself. She lay for a few moments with the bedside light on. Her thoughts raced; if he came to her what would she do? She thought surely she would stop him, surely she would confront him, she would explain to him that she loves him, but that this is wrong. She put out the light. She felt confident that she would do the right thing.

For the next hour or so Hester tossed and turned. She was too hot, her body glowed from her lovely bath. Her skin felt silky and smooth. Her pussy felt more sensitive than she could ever remember. She was desperate to touch herself, but she had to resist. What if Billy came to her? He'd get the wrong idea, she told herself. The heat and her simmering craving kept her awake for a long time. Now and then she would drift into a semi dose, but would snap awake when she thought she heard a noise. Was it Billy in her room?

At last she was almost asleep. Her bedclothes were kicked back and she floated in and out of consciousness. Her dreams were short and vivid and full of erotic images. She held a thick, powerful erection in her hand and her lover teased her, touching her fleetingly between her legs. God why doesn't he fuck me, she thought in her dream. Hester suddenly realised this wasn't a dream. Billy had come into her room, he'd found her almost naked on the bed and his craven desires had pushed him to new extremes of daring.

Minutes earlier Billy had crept into his mother's bedroom. He was shocked to see his mother almost naked, her body illuminated in the bright, silvery moonlight streaming in though the un-shaded roof window. Her beautiful breasts exposed and her nipples already erect. He bent to her and suckled on the hard teats, relishing their pinched, fleshy hardness against his tongue. He was braver than ever. He sucked her nipples into his mouth and grazed them with his teeth. He felt his mother writhe and moan in response. But he knew there was no risk of her waking. She'd taken a sleeping pill, she couldn't wake, and if she did he'd creep away and she'd assume it was a crazy dream. Billy's pent-up lust for his mother was finally being released. He'd not let this chance pass.

Billy swapped between her nipples; he was gentle but urgent in his ministrations. He had to make the best of this opportunity. She was completely exposed. His hand then reached down between her legs. His fingers touched her gusset. It felt hot and he bent to savour the aroma of her pussy. He manoeuvred himself between her thighs and breathed deeply. She smelt of hot bath oil, perfume and pussy. Billy's erection was gripped tightly in his hand. He stroked himself. He dared to wonder if he could go so far as to fuck his sleeping mother. Not right now, though. He wasn't yet brave enough, but also he was like a small child allowed free reign in a sweet shop. He didn't know what to try next. Carefully getting up he decided to take her hand and place it on his cock. He was more brazen than usual and lifted her hand and placed it around his shaft. To his delight she seemed to grip it firmly and begin to stroke it. He reached around and played with her pussy his fingers tracing her labia through the taught material. She seemed to moan and roll her hips and press in to him. Billy was in heaven. His unconscious, dreaming mother was playing with him and encouraging him to play with her. He found himself wishing she took a pill every night.

Of course the deceit ran two ways. Billy thought his mother was sleeping heavily and dreaming, and Hester was now pretending to be asleep so she could subtly encourage Billy. There was no other pretence on her part. Hester was now honest with herself. She wanted him. She wanted her son to ravish her. She wanted his cock inside her. But she didn't know how to reveal her desire to him. She was afraid that she would seem a bad mother. Billy wanted her, of course, but would her wanting him scare him? Would she seem like a slut and so disgust him. It seemed the safest thing to do was to keep up the charade that she was in a drug induced sleep. How could she encourage him without being obvious? Could she make him fuck her?

Billy's fingers found the edge of her panties. Gently he wriggled them inside. He could feel the matt of soft pubic hair, he could feel the heat of her inflamed vulva. He pressed in further. Suddenly he felt the fold of flesh that was her labia. It was slick and hot. He wanted to press his fingers inside, but he was afraid. Hester could feel his fingers edging to her vulva. Christ she wanted him to just finger her. She held his cock in her fist, willing him on. But he stopped just short of her opening. She almost cried out in frustration. She subtly moved her hips to send him closer. His fingers gently tugged her pussy lips and they opened just the smallest amount underneath the snug panties. She could feel her wetness. She knew that if he pushed just a little he could finger her deeply. She wondered if he knew how; if he had ever fingered a woman. She thought of Kira's expert touch and how that had brought her swiftly to orgasm. She wanted Billy to do the same.

Frustratingly his fingers moved out of her panties and away. Hester almost groaned with exasperation. Billy also eased his cock from hand. She was almost annoyed, was he simply going to wank over her as he had done before? Why would he waste such a good opportunity, she bitterly fretted. She lay as he left her, on her back, legs parted, her gusset caught on her labia. The pressure of the taught fabric only increased her frustration. She found herself wishing she'd taken off her panties, and then at least her naked pussy might have been too great a temptation for him.

Just then she felt him between her legs. She wanted to know what was happening. It was infuriating to want to be touched but to be unable to make it happen. Fuck! She screamed in her mind as she felt Billy's mouth on her crotch. Very gently he was kissing her half exposed labia. She couldn't help but groan and roll her hips to his mouth. Billy pulled away; obviously afraid that he'd gone too far. Hester needed more self control to maintain the act of being asleep. If he got too scared he might run, she knew her acquiescence would have to be restrained. She lay still, hardly daring to breathe, willing him to return to his task. After an age she was rewarded with his breath and then his lips against her crotch. His tongue probed her labia, licking slowly along the exposed side. Hester held her breath, his tongue travelled up her bulging and swollen sex. It pressed against her clit, squeezing it between his tongue and the edge of her panties. Waves of pleasure pulsed through her centre. This was what she wanted; her gorgeous son between her legs licking her pussy.

Billy loved the smell of his mother's sex. The strong musky aroma was mixed with the scent of the perfumed bath oil. The taste of her slick pussy made his cock harden and twitch. He gripped it tightly with his fist as he lapped at her half naked cunt. This was so amazing. He'd often dreamed of licking his sexy mother like this. His tongue now rasped along her labia and pressed into her clit. He could feel the heat of her thigh against his shoulder. His fist began to pump his steely, thick manhood. He lapped faster and more vigorously, pressing his face into her open crotch.

Hester was lying as still as she could despite the beautiful agony she was suffering. It had been far too long since Hester had enjoyed the sexual touch of a man. The pleasure Billy gave her was intensified by the depraved and taboo situation. She allowed herself to give in to the pleasure, and she allowed herself to admit that the mouth giving her so much joy was her son's. Her own dear son now lay between her legs licking his mother's pussy. Licking the very fount of his own creation. Hester knew this was bad. She knew she should not allow this to happen. Mother and son shouldn't have sex. Suddenly her mind flooded with thoughts of having sex with her son. She had barely admitted it to herself, but now she knew this was what would happen. She was going to submit to her incestuous cravings and give herself to Billy. She was going to welcome him into her arms and into her body. It had been too long, she wanted cock. She wanted to be filled. She wanted her son's beautiful cock to penetrate her eager body.

Hester gasped as a sudden peak of excitement overcame her. Her breath burst out in a sharp grunt of pleasure and hips thrust upward to meet her son's face. Her eyes snapped open and she found herself looking down into the face of her handsome son. Billy looked back at his mother, a mix of shock and fear on his expression. He hesitated a moment then made to pull back. Hester was quick, her legs met across his back and she pulled herself up to face him.

'It's alright, baby.' She stroked and kissed his face, 'I'm not angry. I'm not angry,' she cooed and soothed him. 'Sssshhhh, there, there,' she kissed his lips as she hushed him. The taste of her arousal was on his mouth. She pressed her lips to his and they were kissing.

Kissing passionately like lovers. Her tongue found his and teased and probed his mouth. Billy was scared but realised his mother was not angry. Then he was amazed to find her kissing him. Her body pressed to his and he could feel her lovely boobs brushing his chest. Her hands ran down his body, over his hips and then he felt her fingers curl around his balls and then smooth up his shaft.

'Oh Christ, Billy,' she moaned into his mouth. 'Beautiful, hard,' her words barely made sense. She stroked his cock. No she was pulling him, pulling him up by his cock, gently but firmly. She was still speaking but softly, urgently, urging. Suddenly her words became clear, 'Fuck me, Billy. Fuck your mother. I want to feel you inside me.'

Hester pulled her son to her as she fell back on the bed. One hand guided his thick, hard cock while the other pulled aside the gusset of her panties. Her slick folds yielded to the domed tip of his bulbous erection and Billy entered his mother's hot cunt.

'Jesus baby, that's wonderful,' Hester groaned and pulled her son to her, pressing his body into hers.

'Oh, Mum,' Billy gasped. They started to writhe together and to make love. Billy slowly drew himself back and forth, his powerful cock riding in and out of his mother. 'I love you,' the emotion heavy in his voice.

'I know you do, son. And I love you.'

Hester encouraged her son's love-making. Her legs wrapped around his body. Her hips rocked in time with his thrusts. She felt his solid girth stretch her willing pussy. She thought he was certainly his father's son. Despite her animosity towards James, he had been a good lover and well endowed with a strong erection. His son was every bit his equal and more. Hester relished the familiar feeling of being filled by an impressive penis. Billy didn't have the finesse that James once had, but he had youthful vigour and endurance. And Hester got extreme pleasure from the thought that this incestuous coupling would shock and destroy James. He had let her down and failed to do his duty as a man. Now his son had taken his place. His son was pleasuring her as his father had failed to do. Hester knew this was just the start of a wonderful and forbidden love affair. She would take her son to her bed as often as she could. She would do anything for him.

Billy's head was swimming. He could hardly believe this was happening. His sexy mother had taken him into her body. He'd dreamt of this, yearned for it, fantasised about her, and lusted over her for years. And now he was fucking his incredible, gorgeous mother.

'Mum, this is fantastic,' he gasped as he pounded her willing body.

'You're a wonderful boy,' she stroked his face and kissed him.

'Mum, you're so sexy. I've wanted you...'

'I know, hunny. Just fuck me hard, fuck your sexy mum.'

Hearing her talk this way affected Billy. His lust for her spiked and he jerked hard into her.

'Fuck, yes,' Hester almost panted as the force of his thrusts slightly winded her. 'Do it like that, fuck me hard.' She kissed him hard and as she drew back she looked into his face and hissed, 'Do it, baby, give your mother a good fucking.'

Billy slammed his cock into his mother over and over. With each thrust he ground deeply into her vagina, his penis driving deep inside her causing tiny explosions of pleasure within her womb.