Mom Needs It

Kyle literally gasped as I dropped to my knees in the tub and slid his underwear down to his knees. He stepped out of them and slipped off his socks as well. He stared down into my eyes but looked a little awkward and embarrassed, as if unsure what to do next.

"Relax, baby," I told him in a soothing voice. "I just want to taste your sweet cock."

He literally gasped at my words and I looked down to see a fresh bead of pre-cum emerge from his prick. I took the base of it in my hand and licked the salty sperm away. I loved the taste of sperm, and it had been far too long since I'd been able to enjoy it. But I also know that I'd get a mouthful very soon.

Kyle and I locked eyes as I began running my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. He sighed and groaned at the sensation, and kept shaking his head slowly in disbelief. I swirled my tongue over the swollen head before dropping my head slightly so it slid between my lips of couple of times.

"Bet you never thought you'd see this," I told him with a dirty smile. "Your own mother sucking your cock."

"Oh my god, mom. It feels so fu--" he paused, still hesitant to cuss in front of his mom.

I laughed as I told him, "It's okay, you can tell me it feels fucking good. Say whatever comes to mind, I like dirty talk."

Not giving him a chance to answer, I returned my attention to his beautiful cock, this time sliding a good two or three inches into my mouth. I licked the sensitive underside of his prick head as I sucked. I reached for his balls and began stroking and fondling them as I bobbed up and down. Kyle ran his hands through my hair, pulling some of it aside so he could watch his first incestuous blowjob.

I gradually sucked more and more of his shaft until I could feel the tip nudging the back of my throat. I loved the sensation of him completely filling my mouth, stretching my lips, sliding across my tongue.

I knew my 18-year-old son couldn't last long, so I wasn't surprised to feel his cock swell larger in my mouth.

"Mom! Oh god! Mom -- I'm gonna cum!" He actually started to pull away slightly, obviously unsure what to do with his load. The boy was in for a treat.

I couldn't bear to take my mouth off his cock, so I answered him by wrapping my hands tightly around his tight ass.

"Shit... you're gonna swallow me! Fuck! Oh, mom... uhhhh!" He began grunting and groaning as he began to ejaculate. The first spurt was thin but powerful, splashing against the back of my throat. Then a series of fat loads coated my tongue and filled my mouth, and I began swallowing his cream as fast as I could.

I look up to see my son staring at me with eyes wide, blazing with lust. I decided to give him a little show, so I slid his cock nearly out of my mouth so the tip of it sat on my tongue. I pumped his shaft with my hand and felt the last few cumshots fire into my mouth. I swallowed eagerly and gave him a final slutty grin before I stood up.

"So I bet you'll never look at your mother quite the same way," I told him, pulling him into the tub with me. He staggered a bit, weak in the knees from the intensity of the last 20 minutes. I sat down in the still-hot bath, leading him to sit down across from me.

"I don't know what to say... what to think," he finally answered. "What got into you, mom?"

I confessed that I had watched him with Allison the night before, and that it ignited a powerful lust that I must have long suppressed. I told him I was impressed at his cunnilingus skill, but disappointed that he didn't get a proper blowjob in return.

"So did I do okay?" I asked him.

"Oh my god, mom, I've never felt anything like that before. No girl has ever... done it like that. That was fucking awesome."

"Somebody needs to teach that girl how to suck cock," I teased. "But somehow I doubt she'd like to get pointers from your mother. I'm curious, though -- have you guys gone all the way?"

"Actually, I haven't gone all the way with anyone," he admitted. But as if to assert his manhood, he added, "I've been with other girls, but haven't been any further than I got with Allie. Honestly, with us going to different colleges this fall, I don't think it's going to happen at all."

I took his hands in mine and looked him straight in the eye.

"Kyle, you'll have your choice of lots of girls," I told him earnestly. "It will happen, trust me. But in the meantime, I hope you'll consider being with me. As a matter of fact, I could teach you some things, mold you into a fantastic lover."

"You mean it mom?" he blurted out with a second thought. "I'd love to be with you. Just being here -- I still can't believe it -- is like a dream."

He quickly slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me toward him. The soapy water allowed me to easily slide forward onto his lap and I draped my arms over his broad shoulders as we began to kiss.

More confident and assured this time, his tongue explored my mouth as his strong fingers explored my naked body. He stroked my back and sides before slipping his hands under my arms and around to my chest. I felt his cock pressing against my pubic bone and realized that had never gone fully soft. I leaned back, placing my hands on the sides of the tub to offer him my breasts.

"So soft... mom, your tits are so soft and beautiful," he murmured. I blushed at the compliment as my son bent forward and eagerly began sucking and licking my nipples and stroking my soft flesh. Several times he flicked his tongue over my long hard nipples and marveled at their size.

"That's it, baby, suck mommy's titties," I urged. "You make me feel so good... oh yesssss."

He loved on my breasts for perhaps ten or fifteen minutes, seemingly unable to get enough of them. But I was getting hotter and hotter, and gradually found myself rubbing my clit against the base of his cock. I just had to cum.

Without warning I stood up in the tub above Kyle, who looked surprised until he realized that my pussy was now at his eye level. I leaned against the side wall and placed one foot on the edge of the tub so he had a clear view of my swollen pink snatch.

"Suck me, Kyle," I pleaded. "Eat momma's pussy. Make me cum!"

He needed to lean forward only a few inches before I saw and felt his nose and lips brush against my crotch. He planted kisses on my neatly trimmed pubic hair and outer cunt lips, then looked up to see me watching intently.

"You have a beautiful pussy, mom," he told me. Then he dipped a tongue inside me, making me shiver with the delight of first contact. "You taste so sweet."

With that, he dove into my snatch, rubbing his nose against my clit as he licked and tongue-fucked my dripping hole. I pushed my hips forward to give him better access -- and myself a better view of the forbidden act. Every lick, every suck sent waves of pleasure though my petite body, and I knew I'd cum even quicker than he had.

"That's it, son, eat my pussy. Fuck! That feels so good! Suck your mommy's cunt, suck my juices!"

Kyle attacked my pussy greedily, and I could see him swallowing my sweet cream. He had been stroking and squeezing my ass cheeks, but now move his hands between my thighs and used his thumbs to pry open my lips wide. He fluttered his tongue over my clit, and I began to go over the edge.

"Oh god, oh fuck... yes! You're gonna make me come, Kyle! Don't stop, baby!"

He latched onto my clit and began sucking it hard, and jolts of pleasure overtook me. I lost control of myself and began humping his face as I came.

"I'm cumming! Yessss!"

I squealed with delight as my entire body shuddered with waves of orgasm. My pussy-hungry son licked and sucked me all the way through it, drinking my juices as I came.

Finally after what seemed like several minutes, I returned to earth and collapsed down in to the tub in Kyle's arms. I was panting and gasping with the release of intense, pent-up incestuous passion.

"Are you okay, mom?" he asked. "Are you going to pass out?"

"No baby, I'm fine. I've never felt better, actually." I waited to catch my breath again. "I don't remember the last time I came so hard."

Kyle smiled broadly, obviously proud that he'd been able to please me so completely. I was overwhelmed with love -- and lust -- for him.

"It's time to reward you for that fine bit of pussy-licking," I said. "Would you like to fuck your mom now?"

"Oh, god," he said with a groan. "I want to fuck you so bad."

I didn't want to get out of the hot bath, but the depth of the water limited our options. So I got up on my knees, turned my back on my son, and bent over onto all fours.

"How's this?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at him and shaking my ass in his face.

"Oh my god, this is like a fucking dream," he groaned, and rose to his knees and positioned himself between my legs.

His steely cock was just above my ass, again throbbing with excitement. I reached back and grasped the hard shaft and rubbed the head against my wet pussy. I eased my body back and forth, dragging my juicy labia across the top of his cock. On the final stroke, I changed my angle a bit, allowing the first inch of his prick to enter my steamy tunnel.

We both gasped at the intensity of the moment. Kyle was entering a woman's pussy for the first time, a pussy that happened to belong to his slutty mother. I was having my first sex in two years, and taking my son's virginity in the process.

I looked back again at Kyle. His mouth and eyes were open wide as he gazed on the sight of his cock disappearing into my cunt.

"Keep watching as I fuck you," I told him. He steadied himself on the sides of the tub as I rocked forward and back, slowly taking more and more of his dick inside me. The feeling was absolutely delicious.

"Oh god, mom, you are so fucking hot! I can't believe you're fucking me. I want to do this every day!"

"Me too, baby, but just wait. It gets better," I answered. I was glad to have sucked his cock first, knowing it would give his teenaged cock a little stamina. "Now it's your turn. Fuck me. Make mommy scream."

My dirty words shook him from his waking dream, and he moved his hands to my slender hips. Up to this point, I hadn't taken quite all of him inside me. But with his first thrust, my son buried his cock to the hilt.

I cried out with pleasure and pushed back at him to let him know that he wasn't hurting me. Kyle responded by transforming into a human piston, slamming his prick into me again and again. His youthful lust and energy took over, and he fucked me like I'd be his last.

My tits were swinging and splashing against the surface of the water with the rhythm of our incestuous fucking. I could hear the squishing of cock into pussy, my son's heavy breathing as he rammed me over and over. His heavy balls swung with each stroke, often bumping my excited clit and pushing me ever closer to climax.

"That's it, honey, fuck me... fuck me... make mommy cum!" Sure enough, my second orgasm approached like thunder and lightning, intensely powerful and white hot. "Keep fucking me... yes! I'm cumming!"

I actually screamed as the waves of orgasm crashed down on me. It was as if my pussy took over my entire body, and Kyle was fucking every inch of me. It was like nothing I'd experienced, and I knew I would fuck my son every chance I could get.

Somewhere in the midst of my climax, I realized that Kyle was warning me that he was about to come too.

"Keep fucking me, baby," I urged. 'Cum inside me. Fill mommy with your cum!" I had had my tubes tied ages ago, so I was free to feel him spurt inside my pussy.

I looked over my shoulder to watch him fuck me and lose himself in lust. Kyle's strokes became a bit slower but more powerful as he reached his orgasm.

"Oh god... fuck! I'm cumming mom! I'm cumming inside you! Yes!" He groaned, grunted and cursed as I felt his sperm empty into my cunt. Hot and thick, I loved the feeling of it filling my steamy tunnel and leaking out down my thighs.

Finally Kyle's strokes began to slow as he reached the end of his climax. His body shuddered and twitched as his cock spurted the last couple of loads inside me. He and I were finally spent, finally satisfied.

Kyle slumped behind me and his prick slipped out of my pussy with a soft pop. We both sat in the tub for a moment, but realized the bath was now just lukewarm.

I fired up the hot water and we enjoyed our first shower together. Kyle and I gently, lovingly washed each other, as we talked about what had just happened and what the future held.

"I love you," we both said over and over. We were still mother and son, alone together as we had been for nearly 15 years.

Most of the summer lay before us before Kyle heads off to college. By the time he finds the woman he'll marry, he'll be an experienced, giving lover.

Until then, he's all mine.