Kerry and Lou dressed quickly and Lou was out of the house in five minutes. She slammed the door behind him after a quick goodbye kiss and leaned against it, trying to compose herself.
My God, what'll I do now? she thought. The house was still, Jason had gone into his room and it was so quiet Kerry could hear her heart pound. Her fingers shook and her knees almost buckled under her as she went to the kitchen and poured herself a scotch on the rocks.
I just need something to quiet my nerves, she thought as she gulped the scotch. I've got to sort my thoughts out. Damn, why did I let Lou come here!
Lou's son, Lucky, was home today and Lou had convinced her there would be no harm in getting together in her house. He knew Elliot always went out on Saturdays and thought too that Jason would be out. So against her better judgment, she'd let him come over because she was dying to get laid.
That's what I get for being horny, she thought as she heated up the coffee. God's punishing me for my sins. Oh, Jesus, what'll I do about Jason?
An hour passed and still she heard nothing from Jason's room. She took a deep breath and decided to go upstairs and confront him. Maybe he was old enough to understand why grownups did things like this. She knew Jason was partial to her over his father. Boys his age were usually closer to the parent of the opposite sex. She would try to explain it to him. What else could she do?
She poured herself another scotch before she took a deep breath and went upstairs. She stood outside Jason's room. She had thrown on a robe and still wore the garter belt and stockings she'd bought for fucking with Lou. Her asshole felt sore and her pussy was wet with cuntjuice and for a moment she thought maybe she'd shower, before confronting the teenager.
Clearing her throat, she knocked on the door. Showering now would only be a way to avoid the confrontation. Might as well get it over with.
"Yeah?" Jason said through the door.
"Can I come in, Son?"
"Sure."
The blood racing in her temples, she pushed the door open and walked into the room.
Jason was lying in bed, on top of the blanket, his face hidden in the pillow. He was wearing only tight jeans and he looked so cute and vulnerable stretched out with his tiny ass in the air and his face hidden against the bedclothes.
"We better talk, Son," she said softly.
"What's there to talk about?"
This was harder than she'd anticipated. "It would help if you'd look at me!" she said, sitting down on the chair next to the bed.
She crossed her legs and tried to relax and in a moment the teenager turned over onto his back. "Okay," he muttered, but he averted his eyes.
"Well, this has been quite a morning, hasn't it?" she said.
"Yeah."
He finally met her gaze and Kerry almost cried at the expression in his eyes. He was only a kid and this was his first experience with the grown-up world. God, what a mess she'd created!
"I want to explain," she said.
"You don't have to, Mom," he said.
"Your father and I…" she began.
"I know, Mom."
"But, you've got to understand…"
"I know how he treats you."
He turned onto his belly again and buried his face in the pillow.
"Jason, you're making this very difficult for me, son."
"Shit, Mom, how do you think it is for me?"
He turned over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. His eyes blazed and she could see he was fighting tears. She reached over and touched his arm.
"Honey, maybe we better finish talking another time when we're both calmer."
"Let's talk now, Mom."
Kerry moved onto the bed and hovered over Jason, patting his chest. She brought her legs onto the bed and began talking. "You're old enough to understand about sex," she began. Jason nodded and smirked.
"Jeez, Mom, I've been around."
"I know, darling," she smiled. "Anyway, you know your father isn't always the most thoughtful husband in the world. You've noticed that."
"Who wouldn't?"
"Anyway, when a woman is married to a man like that, she has to, if she's a warmblooded woman, she has to find other outlets for her sex drive."
For the first time Jason grinned. "Jesus, Mom, you don't have to explain about that. I know you've got to get your rocks off too?"
"What a way to express it," Kerry giggled, stroking his bare chest. "I'd forgotten how sophisticated kids are today."
"I just wish you'd some to me instead of that palooka Lou Bradley."
Kerry's head throbbed. "Come to you? Do you know what you're saying, Son?"
"Well, why not?" he said softly. "He didn't do anything I can't do."
"But, Jason, that's incest!"
"I don't care."
He pushed her arm away and turned onto his side, covering his face with the pillow. Kerry sat there frozen with shock. Was it possible her son was hot for her? She knew it happened in the best of families, but never thought it would happen in hers.
Her entire body quivering, she forced him to turn to her and lowered her face to his. "Maybe it's not too late," she whispered.
The teenager's eyes glittered and his face split in a grin. "You mean it, Mom?"
"Do you have a hard-on right now?" Her excitement mounted as she gazed at the bulge in his crotch.
"Sure!" he said hoarsely.
"Take your clothes off then and show me what you've got," she said.
She at back on the chair and watched as the teenager stripped his clothes off. She blew him a kiss when she saw his stiff dick, pointing up toward the ceiling.
"Beautiful, Jason," she said. "Lay down again and play with yourself for your mother."
"You want me to jerk off?"
"Well, just play with your cock a little, but don't let the faucet explode."
The boy chuckled as he climbed onto the bed and spread his legs. Kerry's mouth watered at the sight of his plum-shaped cockhead and jism-filled balls.
"Don't worry if you come," she said. "I know boys your age don't have as much control as older men." When she saw the worried expression in his eyes she quickly assured him she didn't care. "I can get you hard again if you come, Son. Boys your age can get hard fast. That's one of the advantages of youth."
He smiled shyly as he ran his fingers up and down his cockshaft. His balls were almost hairless and his cock was still the color of a small boy's. The blue veins that bulged out on his shaft were in sharp contrast to the velvety pink of his meat. Her pussy throbbed at the sight. And to think that all the time she'd thought about Jason in sexual terms, he'd thought about her too!
He began pumping faster. His eyes darted over her body and she untied her robe and showed him her tits. He visibly shook as his fingers streaked up and down his fuckpole and Kerry held her boobs in her hands and pointed them in the boy's direction.
"You can suck them later if you want to," she whispered.
Jason moaned in response. His breathing became ragged and he shut his eyes as a geyser of whitish jism shot out of his cockhead and streamed into the air.
Kerry shivered with excitement. It was so crazy to be sitting here and watching her son jerk off. She worked her lips, her tongue snaking out of her mouth as if she were sucking him off.
Splash after splash of spunk shot out of his jizz-slit and dropped back down on his belly and thighs and chest. Kerry rose from her chair and climbed onto the bed, opening her mouth like a tiny sparrow and trying to capture the last few drops in her mouth.
"Jesus, Mom!" Jason smiled. "I couldn't help it."
"That's okay, darling," she crooned, kissing his cheeks. "Mother understands."
She wiped up the jism with her bare hands. With a twinkle in her eye, she licked it off and rolled it around her tongue. "Delicious!" she grinned.
"Hey, Mom, you really dig it, don't you?"
"I do, Jason," she said, leaning over and darting her tongue over his moist dick.
He moaned as Kerry licked his cock clean. She giggled and picked her head up, curling her fingers around his limp prick.
"Maybe what happened today will work out for the best," she said. "I can teach you a lot about sex if you want me to."
"Jesus, Mom, would you?"
"Sure, darling. You were really horny, weren't you?"
"I came before in the hall."
"You got turned on watching, huh?"
He blushed. "Yeah."
She trailed her fingers up and down his dick, feeling it stir back to life. Maybe what she was doing was wrong, but it was the only way she could think of to make amends for what the boy had witnessed today.
"Was it ever any good between you and Dad?" Jason said.
"In the early days."
"Why don't you divorce him?"
"It's not as simple as that."
"I'd live with you. You wouldn't have to worry about that. Unless you wouldn't want me. He looked down at the floor."
"I'd never give you up," she said. "You mean everything to me. But I still love your father even though things aren't quite what I'd like them to be. And I want you to love him too. He's a good father, Jason. What goes on between him and me should have no bearing on your feeling for either of us."
"I'll try not to let it, but I hate when he's mean to you."
"Anyway, let's talk about lighter things. Now that it's all out in the open, did you turn-on watching your old mother get it in the butt?"
"I nearly shit a brick!"
"Me too. Literally!"
She squeezed his cock-root and brought her feet onto the bed. She still wore her robe and her tits spilled out as she lay on her side and caressed the boy. His cock would be hard again in no time. She could feel the signs. He stared at her sleek legs and the garter belt pecking out through her robe as she stroked his throbbing man-stick.
She let her robe fall open, but kept her legs close together so all he would see was her thick bristly cunt-muff. Her fingers trembled and she felt a tightening in her throat as his prick surged to life.
Resting her head on one arm, she moved her free hand from his dick to his balls and dabbed a fingertip at his almost-hairless nuts. "Sweet, baby," she crooned. "I remember when you were born. Your cock was so big for a new born baby."
"Yet, Mom?" he croaked. "You never told me that before."
"Well, it's not something mothers usually talk to their sons about. But it was big and so were your balls. Your dad was so proud of you."
"Were you proud of me too?"
"You bet."
She closed her fist around his half-stiff dick shaft. A drop of cream brimmed in his piss-slit and she spread it around with her thumb.
"You must never tell anyone about this," she said as she pumped his dick. "You may be tempted to brag to your friends, but if you tell anyone they'll think I'm depraved and we don't want that, do we?"
"I'll never tell, Mom," he said, a solemn expression on his face.
His cock was fully erect and Kerry's cunt throbbed. The thought of having her own child's cock fucking her gash made her tremble. She thought about Lou and the fact that her asshole was still wet with his jism.
"I think I'd like to shower, Son," she said to the teenager.
"Can I come with you?"
"If you'd like you can shower with me," she said. "Would you like that?"
"Jesus, Mom, you're too much!"
They climbed off the bed and went down the hall to the bathroom. He stared at her as she removed her stockings and garter belt and turned on the shower.
"Is my figure as good as the girls you know?" she teased.
"Jesus, Mom, they're just kids!"
They stepped into the shower and she adjusted the temperature. "And you like the ripe body of a woman in her thirties, huh, darling?" He nodded and she sighed. "I'm glad somebody does. You know, a woman reaches her sexual peak in her thirties. Just when a man gets more interested in business and other diversions. It's not fair. Someday you might change too, after you're married twenty years. I hope not."
"I'll never change, Mom," he said, accepting the soap from her hand and lathering his chest.
"Now do my back, honey," she said.
He lathered her back and she spread her legs to encourage him to reach all the way down to her ass. "Don't forget my butt, honey," she smiled. "Remember, it had quite a work-out this morning."
He snickered as he scrubbed her asscheeks and moved his hands inside the crease. She twisted her neck and gazed at him as he soaped up her bung. He dabbed at her asshole as if he wanted to wash away the memory of Lou's cock reaming her out.
"You can stick your finger inside," she said.
She leaned against the wall of the shower as he plunged his finger knuckle-deep into her butt-hole. "Can I fuck you in the asshole sometime, too?" he said shyly.
"Yes, darling, but not today. I'm a little sore there. Lately that's all your father's been interested in and my poor little pussy hasn't had any attention at all."
"I'll take care of your pussy, Mom," he said, running his hand into her slit and soaping up her pussy-jungle.
"Oh, darling, that's very nice," Kerry sighed, closing her eyes and quivering as the teenager soaped up her turned-on snatch.
"You've got the prettiest pussy I've ever seen," he said suddenly.
Kerry turned around and took the soap from his hand, lathering his chest and belly and crouching down to soap up his thighs. "Have you seen it before today?" she said. "Tell the truth now, have you ever spied an me before?"
He grunted when she moved one hand around to his ass and held his butt while she soaped his balls. "Aw, Mom," he whimpered.
"You have, haven't you, you little stinker!" she giggled.
She rose up and draped an arm around his neck. His cock stabbed her as she lathered up his balls. "I'll never do it again," he croaked.
"Maybe I wanted you to," she said, rubbing the soap into his dick. "Maybe subconsciously I've been careless about closing doors because I wanted you to see me. One never knows about those things. The mind is a strange and mysterious thing."
She handed him the soap and told him to wash her tits. His eyes glittered as he moved the soap over her wet boobs and inside her cleavage. The soap dropped out of his hand, but they ignored it as the boy held her tits in both hands and squeezed down on the big globes.
She moved a hand between her legs and stroked her cunt. Suddenly he pushed her hand away. "I'll do that," he said, sounding more grown up than ever.
She placed her hands on her hips and spread her legs further apart as he caressed her pussy. Sighing, she closed her eyes as he explored her gash with his fingers.
Sinking to her knees in front of him, she held his hips and moved her lips close to his cock. "Let me, darling," she murmured.
She closed her lips over his cockhead and licked up the spunk oozing out of his pisser. He gripped her head with his strong young hands as she lapped her tongue hungrily up and down his cockshaft.
She slid the ring of her lips half-way down his stalk and squeezed at his butt, encouraging him to shoot off in her mouth.
"Jesus, Mom, I'm gonna come!" he cried. She pressed her mouth more firmly against his dick as his cock exploded. He filled her mouth with his load and she eagerly swallowed it down.
There's no turning back, she thought as she felt her cunt contract. I've committed the worst sin of all and I don't give a damn!