Laney and Jake

She almost gasped at the site and for a moment felt guilty that she had indulged herself this way. She quickly and quietly let herself out and retreated to her room. A thousand thoughts invaded her consciousness at once. She needed to block them out. She headed back to the living room and took a book off the shelf over the fireplace, sat on the sofa, opened it to a random chapter, and began reading. Fuck!", it was romance novel.

The door to the bathroom opened and Jake appeared, again wrapped in a towel and glistening with water all over those magnificent pecs. He walked to the living room where she was trying to appear nonchalant.

"I'll just get dressed and then we can go." He said.

"Great!" She replied. "I'll be right here." She noticed the bulge at the front of his towel and the image of his erect cock came flooding back to her thoughts.

In a few minutes, Jake returned, fully dressed and they headed out to the lighthouse out in back of the caretaker's home.

The narrow stairs to the top of the lighthouse spiraled up its side. She proceeded ahead of him on the stairs as they climbed their way to the top. Laney was wearing a low-cut tank top and tight little shorts, and her hair was blowing in the off-shore breezes. Jake found himself staring at his mother's ass, as it swayed back and forth in front of him. He immediately thought of the "Rolling Stones" tattoo on her cheek and imagined it dangling there in front of him. This lead to thoughts of her naked body, her piercings, tattoos, her beautiful breasts swaying, her shaved pussy winking at him as she climbed. He shook his head violently from side to side in an effort to clear these visions from his mind.

When they reached the top, they went inside the lanthorn and walked around the lens. The views from the top of the lighthouse were amazing but Jake kept coming back to the views of his mom over the last few days. He walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Beautiful!" He remarked.

"Isn't it?" Laney questioned, unaware that Jake was remarking about her as much as the scenery before them.

She leaned back against him and he crossed his arms around her and held her close. She looked back and up into his eyes.

"Thanks for this baby." She said.

She reached up and caressed his face with her fingers. She felt a ripple of his skin as she lightly dragged her nails across his chin and she felt his bulge press into her from below. He too felt the growth of his member and disengaged his hold on her, not wanting to be any more embarrassed than he already was.

They stayed a while longer then proceeded back downstairs vowing to return for a sunset. Laney spent the remainder of their day relaxing, reading, in a hammock strung in the yard. Jake took advantage of low tide to drive into town and get some supplies before they were again sequestered by the rising sea.

Later, that evening, after dinner, they sat together on the sofa, watching a roaring fire, and discussing the events that brought them to this moment in time. Jake expressed his frustration with his father's ignorance of them as a family. Laney, being the supportive spouse, and wanting to protect any shred of respect Jake still had for her husband, defended Bill as best she could.

"I basically grew up without a father. Sure, he'd be home now and then but it was like you guys were divorced and I would see him every other weekend... if that. I'm tired of it. You might as well be divorced. And, don't think I haven't noticed how he ignores you as well. Hell, you guys barely touch each other publically anymore. I can't believe you've put up with him all these years. "

"Thank you baby." Laney said as she reached out and placed her hand on Jake's knee, trying to calm him. But, her touch sent a chill to... well everywhere. He lost his train of thought as he noticed his cock stirring in his loins. "We'll get through this like we've gotten through everything else. We've got each other and that's what keeps us together as a family."

Jake heard little of his mother's supportive words. Instead he was gazing into those sexy eyes, looking at those soft pouty lips, watching her earrings dangle from succulent ear lobes. He reached over and pushed back her platinum hair and put his arm around her and drew her to him. Laney joined his embrace and he could feel her breasts crushed into his chest, feel her warmth bathe him like an infant swaddled and ready to feed. "Thanks mom. You're always here for me. You don't know what that means to me." He was overcome by her scent and buried his nose into the base of her neck where it wafted into his nostrils and heightened his mood. His mind was once again flooded with the images of her naked before him, of her cute little ass teasing him as she walked up the stairs ahead of him. He kissed her neck, softly, sensually, letting his lips linger and part just slightly so that his tongue could tease her flesh.

Laney too felt the heat between them. She felt protected by the firmness of his arms holding her. She had not felt this safe or loved in years. She could feel her breasts straining against his muscular chest. When she felt him kiss her neck she moistened. Initially she was confused about her feelings but she let go and drifted into that realm where love and lust meet. She reached up and placed her hand behind his head and almost instinctively began raking her nails lightly across the nape of his neck, sending a chill down his spine and encouraging him. She sighed as her emotions got the best of her and tears slowly left her eyes, trailing down the side of her face.

The embrace seemed to last forever, until the saltiness of her tears met Jake's lips. He released her, and she him, both of them somewhat reluctant in their release of the other.

"You're crying."

"It's Ok hun. I'm fine. I'm just happy that we're this close. Let's go to bed."

For a split second, those last four words confused Jake. Then he realized what she truly meant. He also realized that his cock was rock hard and there was no way for him to stand up without her taking notice.

"You go ahead mom. I'm going to read for a little bit before I turn in."

"Ok my sweets. See you later." And with that she kissed his forehead and headed to her bedroom.

The moonlight streamed into her room creating a light blue glow and the sound of waves crashing on the rocks played through her open window. She was hoping that the "white noise" would help her drift off to sleep. But, two hours after going to bed, she was wide awake. Her mind raced with emotions. She was angry with her husband for putting her in this position. She was confused about what she was feeling. She had felt so safe and protected during the embrace earlier this evening. Yet it was more than that. Feeling his lips on her flesh sent messages straight to the center of her being, heightening all of her senses, dilating her eyes, flaring her nostrils, deepening her breathing, quickening her pulse, making her wet and ready for him. She was still wet thinking about him and she suddenly realized that she was unconsciously touching herself at the thought of her son. She knew that it was wrong to have these feelings for Jake yet she realized that she was in love with him. Yes, it was fine to love your child the way a mother does, but this was more than that. Her loins ached for him and she was disgusted with herself for even thinking about him in that way.

Suddenly there was a light knock at the door and it cracked open.

"Are you awake?"

"Yes baby, what is it?"

"I can't sleep."

"Me either."

Jake came into her room, dressed only in his briefs. She could see his bulge in the moonlight and again her pulse quickened. He sat on the side of her bed and she grabbed a piece of sheet to cover herself and sat up next to him. He looked at her. The moonlight reflected off her hair in a thousand directions at once. Her eyes were big, beautiful, and inviting. Her lips were soft and full. He looked into those beautiful, adoring eyes and spoke.

"Mom, I'm so confused. I can't stop thinking about you."

Laney lost herself to the moment. She pressed a finger to his lips. "Shhhh." She said. Then she softly kissed him. Her lips parted ever so slightly, her tongued protruding slightly, begging his lips to reciprocate. Jake too was overcome and surrendered to his wants. His lips parted and accepted Laney's advance. She searched out and found him, coddled him, teased him then retreated, seducing him to follow her, to explore her, and he did. Their kisses became more passionate, long, soft, wet, probing kisses that lasted an eternity. He cupped her head in his hands and she released her sheet and it fell away as she embraced him. He could feel the flesh of her breasts against him, feel her nipples scraping across his chest.

She lay back and he followed. His lips moved to her ear and he caressed her lobe with his lips, massaging it with his tongue, bathing it with saliva.

His lips moved down her neck, plying soft wet kisses as they travelled. He settled into the familiar base of her neck, her perfume finding his all too receptive nostrils. His lips applied slight suction as his tongue drilled into her flesh. She sighed and threw her head back, arching her back, surrendering her neck to his assault, pushing her breasts further into his chest. He worked his way back to her waiting lips and kissed her deeply. She sighed into his open mouth as she felt his hand cup her breast.

He kissed her, and kissed her again, their tongues locked in a dance of seduction. Soon he was off on another mission though. He kissed her chin, her throat and left a trail of saliva along her cleavage.

His tongue circled her areola, skirting her nipple, teasing her, ripening her for the taking. He took her nipple between his teeth and looked into her eyes as his lips enveloped her. He suckled her like a newborn and she whimpered at the sting as her nipple hardened in his mouth. From somewhere deep in her mind a memory of her baby boy at her breast emerged and she longed to be able to again nourish him with her milk. He soon released her breast and made his way to its twin. He took her into his mouth and sucked on her while kneading her breast like a baker would knead bread dough, firm but not bruising. She could feel the growing ache in her wet loins as he ravaged her breast.

He released her and continued his quest southward, kissing her belly as he went. He stopped to toy with her navel jewelry during his travels and she arched her back in response. He continued toward his treasure, her flesh rippling to his soft, wet kisses.

He peeled back the sheet to see her French cut panties. The moonlight shone off their white silk center, their outline highlighted by black lace borders. He decided to bypass them for now and move down to her feet. He took each one in turn, kissing her toes, licking them sucking on them. He had read that the Chinese believed that massaging different areas of the foot can evoke sensations of pleasure (and pain) in different parts of the body. He set about proving that theory and located the area just above her heel and just beneath the boney knob on the inside of her ankle. He drilled his tongue into her flesh and she suddenly relaxed her legs. She let out a small gasp as she felt a tickle in the center of her womanhood.

He proceeded to kiss her along the back of her legs, again drilling his tongue in the flesh at the back of her knee. She spread her legs apart for him and he continued to ply soft wet kisses to her inner thighs causing her skin to ripple beneath him.

He returned to her panties and softly kissed her womanhood through them. They were drawn tight across her pussy and he ran his finger lightly across the fold causing Laney to gasp, arch her back, and thrust herself at him. He kissed them again and ran his tongue teasingly along the furrow created by her lady lips. Her cunt released another bolus of dew to prepare her to take him. He continued to kiss and lick her, allowing his fingers to trace the insides of her lace border and to feel the softness of her aching pussy. He reached up under her and hooked the lace and pulled panties down, removing them one leg at a time. Laney lay there before her son and spread her legs inviting him to sample her juices.

He had seen cunnilingus performed numerous times in porn movies but had never actually performed it himself. Indeed, everything he had done today was a new experience to him. It was at the center of every one of his masturbations, wondering what it would feel like to lick a woman's lips, how it would taste. But, here he was. The object of all his wet dreams lying here in front of him, beckoning for his attention, and he felt, somehow, unprepared. As he looked at his mother splayed before him he appreciated the delicate nature of the task at hand. She was soft, petite. The folds of her labia were as delicate as rose petals and glistened in the moonlight with her wetness.

Jake looked up at his mom. "Mom, I..."

"It's Ok Jake. I understand." Laney said, realizing that perhaps this was too much for her son to cope with.

"No, it's not that. I've never done this before. I want it to be enjoyable for you. I just don't know how."

"Just kiss it honey, like you would kiss my lips. Soft, wet kisses. Lick it baby. You'll figure it out."

Jake locked his gaze with Laney's and lowered his head. He gently kissed her lady lips and then reached out with his tongue and licked her slit from back to front.

"Oh my God!" Laney cried out as she watched her son devour her pussy. She reached down with her hand and ran her fingers through his hair, encouraging him to feed from her. With each broad stroke he would separate her labia and retrieve a fresh lot of her elixir. It exhilarated him, intoxicated him and he lost himself in her pleasure. He took each of her labia between his lips, in turn, and cleansed her of her juices. Her hips undulated beneath him. He inserted a finger into her and was amazed by her heat. He stroked in and out of her as he continued to work her slit with his tongue.

He took notice of the bud of her clitoris, not really knowing what it was, but realizing that each time he teased it with the tip of his tongue she would thrust into him. If swelled beneath his swirling tongue and he encased it with his lips.

Suddenly, Laney let out a guttural moan. Her hand pushed his head into her and he increased the swirling of his tongue. Her breathing stopped, her back arched and every muscle in her body spasmed as she lost herself to her orgasm. A thousand points of light invaded her tightly closed eyes as her body released her cum upon him. He felt a flood of hot liquid ooze from her center and he instinctively began lapping it from her with his tongue. Again, orgasm wracked her and she released a new flood of her essence for his consumption.

Her orgasm subsided and so did her grip on Jake. He kissed his way to back to her waiting lips and caresses. She gently eased him over on is back and renewed their kisses. Now it was her turn and she was meant to show him every pleasure she could. She plied soft wet kisses to his neck and torso, spending time at his nipples as well. She continued her trip southward until his briefs covered bulge was directly beneath her. She petted it with her hand, and grabbed his manhood, stroking him and kissing him. Like he had done to her, she reached under him and pulled off his briefs and his rock hard member sprang forth. She looked at him with a sultry gaze as she fondled him stroking his shaft with her hand. She applied a soft kiss to the head and was pleased when he shuddered beneath her. She continued to kiss him, each kiss a little more bold. She noticed a pearl of pre-cum oozing from his slit and seductively retrieved it with her tongue, spreading it across her lips.

Again, he shuddered. She opened her mouth a little more and sucked on the tip of his cock like a schoolgirl with a lollipop. She opened her mouth further and swallowed the entire cock head, using her tongue to bathe him in saliva. Again he shuddered as her gaze never left his. With each successive kiss she took in more and more of his shaft until he was hilted and had no more to give. She used her hand to stroke him in and out of her and he unconsciously thrust at her with each new stroke. She took him from her mouth and drew his shaft across her semi-open lips from base to tip, then back to base. She licked his balls and then took each one in her mouth, massaging them with her tongue, suckling them, preparing them for release. She pulled the last orb from her mouth and licked his perineum and then rimmed his anus producing yet another shudder from his loins. She extended her tongue, dragging it across the underside of his shaft until reaching his cockhead. Then she swallowed him again and continued to stroke him in and out of her mouth. His thrusts became more intense and his breathing deepened. She knew he was close but didn't want him to cum just yet.

She released his cock and kissed her way back to his waiting lips and kissed him deeply. He could taste his pre-cum on her lips and tongue and this excited him. She continued to kiss him while gyrating her pelvis, rubbing her pussy lips up and down his hard shaft. Without a word, and with a long deep kiss, she reared her ass up so that she could feel the pressure of his cockhead against her labia. She pushed back slightly and mounted him.

He could feel her labia part, feel them kiss and caress him as they swallowed his shaft. He was overwhelmed by her heat, the feeling of her all around him. She pulled forward again until he was almost out of her then pushed back again to swallow him once more. With each successive stroke she would tighten her vaginal muscles to prevent his complete withdrawl then push back until her pussy struck his orbs. With each penetration she could feel his cockhead crash into her cervix, spreading her, ripening her, opening her for his pending insemination. She disengaged his lips and looked into his eyes.

"Cum for me baby. Cum in me. Give it to me. I want it all." Then she kissed him again.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her so tight, she could barely breath. He disengaged her lips and grunted as he slammed into her one last time. His cockhead engaged her cervix as his hot, thick load crawled up his shaft and erupted into her. They both lost control to nature as mates have done since the dawn of mankind. She could feel the warmth of him filling her and her pussy, sensing his release, instinctively constricted around him, holding him in place, fasiculating around his shaft, enhancing his release. Again he shuddered as another shot of hot cum inseminated her. She kissed him as a third shot entered her. He continued to release, now with less force, until his cockhead oozed the last remnants of his jizz into her. His grip relaxed and she collapsed on top of him his spent member still inside her.

Neither of them moved and she fell asleep in his arms.

Dawn brought the reality of the night's events. They kissed each other good morning and lay cuddled together but each with their own thoughts.

Finally, Jake spoke. "What now?" He questioned.

"I don't know honey. We just take it one day at a time." "No one can ever know though... No one. Not Kyle, not your father, no one... ever. This has to be our little secret."

"No worries mom. I like the fact that we have this little secret just between us."