Tempted Moms Ch. 05: Summer Awakening

"Oh... Fuck... Mom..." Terri heard, and felt a remarkable sexual shiver run through her body when she opened her eyes and became aware her son had awakened and was staring down at what she was doing. Right then, she should have stopped, but couldn't find the strength to do so. Her want was too great, and just as she sensed her son lift his ass off the bed, she quickly jammed three fingers inside her pussy while easing his monster down her throat at the same time.

"Ohhh. God..." Dustin groaned, and took hold of his mother's head as she slowly started to bob up and down.

Never in a million years could he have imagined such a thing would take place, but it was, and he relished how good it felt.

Terri's sex-driven lust had built to its full potential, and she worked on her son's tool faster and harder, bringing herself and her son closer to an orgasm. An orgasm she shamefully wanted to taste and have.

He's close. I can feel the way his cock is throbbing in my mouth. He isn't going to last much longer Terri realised, causing her to inhale his entire girth down her throat.

Dustin tried desperately to hold back his building need to come, but the excitement of knowing it was his mother that was sucking him, had pushed him to his limit. Then, when she took his dick entirely down, it was too great for him to hold out any longer and he huffed loudly, "I'm coming, Mom!"

Terri felt her climax hit its crescendo when she heard those words, and held her son's dick deep down her throat, trying not to gag as her body shook in pure delight.

However, her son's cum kept pumping and pumping until it was hard for her to breathe. Unable to handle it anymore, Terri shot up from his meat, gasping for air, causing her to finally comprehend what she had done.

Oh my God! No! Not again! She reflected, horrified; she wasn't able to control her urges.

"Mom?" Dustin called, as his mother dashed out the door.

Mortified and pissed at herself, Terri went back to her room just as her husband woke up.

"Morning, Dear," Terri said, as she went back to her wardrobe closet.

"You're up early," Hubert replied.

"Um... Yes, I guess I am," Terry remarked, as she changed the subject while putting on loose-fitting blue jeans and a black t-shirt.

"What time did you get home? I didn't hear you come in."

"Yeah, it was kind of late, so I didn't want to wake you."

"The game lasted that long?"

"No... But I wasn't in any condition to drive, so Charlie's wife dropped me off."

"His wife did?"

"Yeah. Charlie wasn't in any condition, either."

Terri felt her blood begin to boil upon hearing that, but after what she had done, thought it would be best to let it slide, at least for now. She said, "I'll go make you something to eat before you leave, since I'm up."

"No need, Honey. Charlie will be picking me up shortly, since my car's still at his house."

"Okay," Terri replied as she left the room.

Terri went to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. Sitting at the table while her husband was in the shower, she reflected on what took place.

You fucked things up, now. Giving your son a blowjob! What is your son going to think? How will you explain your actions, and even if you can, do you think your son will understand?

Terri pondered her predicament, not sure what she could do to make things right, and then heard, "What's eating you?"

Terri was unaware her husband had entered the room and quickly lied, "Oh, nothing special. Just figuring out my day."

Thankfully, it appeared her husband bought into her little fib, and they both just chatted for a short time while drinking their coffee, waiting for Charlie's arrival.

It wasn't long before a horn blew, and Hubert said, "Well, there's my ride."

"I'll see you tonight, Dear," Terri replied, and kissed her husband's cheek before he ran out.

As he left, he blurted, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I have to work late tonight."

"Again?"

"Yeah. Sorry I didn't mention it earlier. It just slipped my mind."

Terri sighed, "Okay. Then I guess I'll see you sometime tonight."

"It's probably going to be a late night, so don't wait up for me."

Hearing that got under Terri's skin, and all she said was, "Fine."

Terri went into the kitchen, sat back down, and rested her head on her arms.

Again he's working late! And when he's not, he's out with his buddies. Does he even know or care how that makes me feel? Terri thought, when she heard a thumping sound coming from upstairs.

Oh, Dustin is up. Okay, so how do I handle that problem? Think Terri. Think.

Not wanting to appear worried about what had happened, she took some eggs out of the refrigerator and started to make breakfast on the stove.

"Mom?" She heard come over her shoulder a couple of minutes later as she cooked, then felt her son's hand lightly touch her shoulder, causing her to pause. "You okay?"

"Listen, I think we need to talk."

Dustin moved his hand away from his mom and said, "Yeah, I figured as much, by the way you ran out of my room."

"Yes. I shouldn't have left abruptly like that, but please take a seat while I finish your breakfast."

Dustin did as he was told and waited as his mother set a plate down in front of him with some scrambled eggs and toast.

"Listen, Dustin," Terri said, as she poured him a glass of milk before sitting down herself. "The stuff that... We... I mean, I..."

"I know what you're going to say, Mom. It was a mistake for it to happen."

"Yes. Well, no. I mean..." Terri said, flustered.

"Mom... I get it; we both were pretty lit last night. I know we did some things that we shouldn't have. But, about what happened this morning? Well, I'm not going to say I'm sorry for that! I mean, honestly, that was the best thing I've ever experienced, and I'm glad I got to share it with you."

Terri felt the sudden desire to kiss her son upon hearing that. But also she felt ashamed and replied, "I enjoyed it also, and I'm truly sorry for letting myself get carried away once more, but I hope you can understand why it can never happen again."

"I know, Mom. I'm not stupid. It would be crazy for us to... You know..."

Terri sighed loudly, "I'm so glad you understand, Dustin. It would devastate your father if he were ever to find out."

"I do understand, Mom. But I wish I didn't."

Terri put her hand in his and said, "You're a good son, Dustin. And I want you to know, none of this was your fault."

"Thanks, Mom," Dustin said, knowing most of what he just said was total bullshit.

Yes, he was aware what they did was wrong, but the lust he felt for his mother now was too great for him just to ignore, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was a way he could make it happen again.

Terri smiled at her son before getting up and walking away. But just before leaving the kitchen, looked back and said, "Oh, by the way. Your father is going to be working late tonight, so what would you like for dinner?"

Hearing that news perked Dustin up. Thinking quickly, he replied, "Why don't we go out to eat, instead?"

"I guess we can do that," Terri said, and then went on her way, feeling a little better than she thought she would.

Dustin quietly finished his eggs and meditated about how he could use their time out at dinner to his advantage. There had to be some way to get her interested once more, especially since his father wouldn't be around.

For the first time, Dustin felt envious of his dad and thought, He's such a lucky bastard. If I were him, I'd be fucking her day and night.

And then pondered over what might happen in his make-believe world; how he would get her drunk, and then slowly seduce her at the restaurant until she could not resist him, then meticulously slip his hand under the table until it was up and under her skirt.

He could picture his mother's face trying to hold back her building excitement, as he snaked his hand toward her pussy, and heard her sigh when his finger tickled her clit.

"Dustin, we shouldn't. Not here. Not like this." He heard her express in his mind.

But he persisted, and watched as her hand moved toward his throbbing pole.

'Do you want to touch it, Mom?' Dustin said, and felt a shiver of delight when his mother's palm cupped his bulge.

'This is so bad for us to be doing again. My God, what would your father say if he saw us doing this?' Dustin heard her hiss in his mind, causing him to open his eyes abruptly.

Fuck. She's right. What am I thinking?

Frustrated, Dustin got up and put his plate in the sink before bursting out of the house.

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Hours later, Terri called her friend, dreading how this conversation would go, and cleared her throat when her friend answered.

"So, how are you feeling this morning?" Margery asked.

"Besides me messing up again this morning, I guess better than before."

"Again?" Margery questioned.

Terri gave her friend the quick rundown on what she had done, leaving out how great it made her feel.

"Jesus, Terri! So, what now?"

"Well, after Hubert left for work, I had a good talk with Dustin about it, and he was very understanding."

"Understanding, how?"

"He knew it was a mistake and that it can't happen again."

Margery paused before saying, "Oh. So... That's it, then?"

"Of course, that's it!" Terri barked. "You agree, don't you?"

Again there was a long pause before Margery blurted out, "Yes. I guess I do. But don't you find it odd that you couldn't stop yourself? Let alone the mixed signals you're giving Dustin."

"Yes, you're right. But I can't let my temptations get the better of me, no matter how sexually frustrated I might be. I have to put a stop to this before it ruins my family."

"Do you think this is all from what you and Hubert are going through?"

"It has to be. I mean, I never thought about my son like this before."

Terri then sighed, "My god, Margery, all I could think about was sucking him off when I saw his...you know what."

"Cock?"

"Jesus, Margery! Yes...his cock! His big, massive, throbbing, hard cock!"

Margery laughed and replied, "Well, let me just say this. I enjoyed kissing Jacob last night, and to be honest, I wanted it to go further, also."

"My god, Margery! You mean, you...? We're a real pair, aren't we?"

"Maybe. But can you blame us for wanting something from our sons that our husbands are lacking?"

"I... I guess not. Speaking of which, the son of a bitch is working late, again!"

"So, you're free again tonight." Margery said.

"Stop right there, Margery! I'm not going to do anything crazy again, like last night."

"What? I was only going to suggest we go out to eat later."

"Sorry, but Dustin already suggested we do that."

"He did? Well then, why don't I pick you both up, and I'll bring Jacob."

"I... I don't know about that."

"Listen, it's only dinner, and maybe some dancing afterward."

"Dancing? When did you hear me say anything about dancing?"

"Oh. Come on, Terri. It'll be fun."

"Yeah, and last night was supposed to be only a fun party with our boys, remember?"

"This is different."

Terri tried to hold her ground, but her friend finally got her to agree, so when Dustin came home, she told him about what she and Margery planned for the evening.

"Sounds great, Mom! Let me wash up and change." Dustin said, and raced up the stairs to his room.

Terri followed suit, but as she looked at herself in front of her vanity, she couldn't help but wonder what might happen if she wore something just a tad sexy instead of her typical attire.

There you go again, Terri! she thought, and remembered what her friend said about sending mixed signals.

"She's so right about that," Terri whispered to herself, while holding up a little red dress she had taken out of the back of her closet.

The dress had a deep v-cut that went almost down to her belly button, and was short enough that she would clearly show her panties underneath if she weren't careful.

My God, I bet this would get him hard in no time.

Terri grinned while admiring the dress in the mirror, and then felt that familiar twinge between her legs.

Should I? No! Well maybe... Terri contemplated.

She was just about to put the dress away when she heard Dustin yell from the corridor, "Hey Mom, this place we are going to be dancing at. Do I need to dress up?"

Terri paused for a second before a devilish smirk rolled across her face. She hollered back, "Yes!" then proceeded to change into the little dress.

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"Yes! Yes! God, Yes!" Margery screamed, her legs spread wide as she lay on her back on her bed while her son fucked the living shit out of her.

"Fuck, Mom, your pussy is like a vice on my dick!"

"Give it to me, baby! Fuck Mommy! Fuck me real hard! Mommy needs it!" Margery wrapped her legs around his waist.

Grunting and huffing, Jacob went balls deep inside his mother's soaked pussy, while her ass bucked wildly off the bed, meeting his every thrust.

"Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! OHHH! UHHH! Yes! Oh yes!" Margery wailed as her climax hit its peak.

Jacob ground his teeth and exploded when his mother clawed at his back while she thrashed under him.

"OH!!! UHHH! YES!" Margery screamed, holding her son tightly to her as his warm seed filled her womb.

Exhausted, Jacob crashed on top of his mother's panting chest and huffed, "Fuck, Mom, for someone that wanted to lay off having sex, you sure aren't showing it."

Short-winded, Margery replied, "Yes. I am aware. I just couldn't help it."

Jacob rolled off his mother and questioned, "Why not?"

Margery went on and explained what her friend had told her, and then said, "So all I could do the rest of the day was picture her sucking Dustin off."

"And that made you horny? I don't get it. You didn't get this excited when you realized Logan and Ava were doing it."

"I know. But I think it's because I knew how straight-laced Terri was back when she was younger. And to hear her now, doing something as taboo as that with her son... Well, it just did something to me."

Jacob chuckled, "Well, I hope she keeps it up."

Margery also chuckled and lovingly slapped his arm and said, "I'm sure you do. But I wouldn't hold my breath. She's insisting it won't happen."

"Mom... Do you think we can try and help her change her mind about that?"

"No, Jacob! No meddling, you hear me? And that goes for talking about any of this with Dustin! You understand!"

"Jeez! Okay! Okay! If you're that set against it, I promise I won't."

"You better keep that promise, mister... Or you can forget about us ever fucking again, and I mean it!"

"I said I wouldn't."

"All right," Margery said as she slipped off the bed and walked toward her closet.

"You going somewhere?" Jacob asked, as his mother took out a short black sequenced skirt.

"No. We are," She replied, and then proceeded to tell him about the dinner and dancing.

"Nice!" That was his only reply before leaving his mother's room to get ready, himself.

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Dustin was waiting in the living room when he heard a car horn blow from outside.

"Hey, Mom!" Dustin yelled, "They just pulled up. You about ready?"

Terri casually strolled down the steps and held back the urge to smile when she saw the look on her son's face.

"Shit, Mom! You look fantastic!"

"You think?" Terri replied. "You don't think it's a little too short?" she asked as she did a quick spin for him.

"No, Mom. I think it's fine. More than fine. It's... It's sexy as hell."

Terri widely smiled, no longer able to hold back the joy she felt, hearing those words.

"Thank you, Honey. Well, let's not keep them waiting." Terri said.

Dustin held the door for his mother and then walked alongside her to the waiting car.

"Well, don't you look spiffy!" Margery exclaimed, as Terri opened the car door to get in the back seat.

"Thanks, Marg," Terry replied, as she and Dustin scooted in.

"So, where to?" Margery asked.

"I was thinking a little Italian," Terri replied.

"Francesco's?" Margery inquired, as she backed the car out of the driveway.

"That sounds good."

It wasn't long before they arrived at the restaurant and were seated by the hostess in an out-of-the-way corner. Seated next to their mothers, the boys proceeded to look at the menu while the girls had their first glass of red wine.

"Anything special you interested in having, Mom?" Dustin asked, as his eyes gazed upon his mother's ample breasts, barely covered behind that little red dress she wore.

Terri noticed her son's stare and felt that incredible thrill inside her, knowing she was once again taunting her son's sexual urges, and gave a little grin when she replied, "Oh, I think the Chicken Parmesan with an Italian salad."

"That sounds good to me, too," Dustin remarked, but then realized his mother had to have noticed his glances, and looked down at the table.

Margery also noticed, but kept it to herself as she picked up her wineglass and took another sip.

Jacob, who appeared to be engrossed in the menu, finally spoke up and said, "I think I'll have the Veal Marsala with a Caesar salad, but it says the salad is for two."

"Don't worry, Honey," Margery said. "I'll share the salad with you."

"That's all you're going to have, Mom?" Jacob ask.

"Mhmm. I don't want to get too full if we're going dancing afterward."

"About that," Terri said.

"Let me guess." Margery rebutted. "You changed your mind."

Terri sighed, "No... I mean, I was just thinking, why would our boys want to go out dancing with their mothers, when they can meet up with a couple of girls their age, instead?"

"Listen, Mom!" Dustin interjected. "I can't speak for Jacob, but I, for one, was looking forward to dancing with you."

"Me too!" Jacob replied. "Well, I mean dancing with my mom, not with you. I mean, not that you're not beautiful and sexy. It's just that..."

"Okay. Okay, Jacob." Margery interrupted. "I think she gets the point."

That caused Terri to giggle before taking another sip of her wine. She then thought about how great she felt hearing those words.

After they ate and had a couple more wine glasses, both women started to feel the effects of the alcohol they had consumed. Margery, with a slight slur, suggested that Jacob drive them to the dancehall.

Just as before, Terri and Dustin slid into the back seat while Jacob and Margery took the front. Only, as they drove down the road, Terri, in her mildly drunken state, had caught her son spying at her mostly-exposed thighs, and couldn't resist the temptation to tease him again.

Slowly Terri crossed her legs, already knowing the little dress would climb higher, and sneered when her son's eyes became fixed on them.

My God. I just can't stop myself from teasing him Terri thought, as that lovely sexual shiver ignited between her legs again.

She couldn't deny the intense pleasure she felt, and enjoyed the moment while it lasted, knowing she shouldn't tantalize him any further.

Wow! Dustin thought, as he fixated on how high the dress had slipped up his mother's thigh, almost exposing her ass cheek, and then found himself sinfully wondering if she was wearing any panties.

The bulge in his pants grew as his mind wickedly pictured his loving mother's unprotected pussy so close to him, just begging for him to lick it. Would she stop him if he was to latch his tongue onto it quickly?

Dustin's mouth watered, as his lustful image of her wailing in raw pleasure while he ate her out, seared into his delusional brain. But then regrettably, he remembered their talk earlier in the day and realized that if there was ever going to be a chance of things turning into a sexual nature again, now was not the time.