Jessica's cunt was still itching for a hot cock when she slipped back into her clothes and tucked Rob's dick back into his pants for him. She didn't dare run the risk of continuing their incestuous activities that afternoon, for her other sons were about to come home for dinner.
When Bob and Jon got home she tried to put sex out of her mind, but it was easier said than done. Having tasted the joys of incestuous sex with her son it was hard for her not to look upon her two other handsome boys as potential sex partners.
She imagined that Bob were just as horny as Rob. They would be able to satisfy her burning needs too, she knew. But did she dare approach them? Did she dare suck her whole family with her into the whirlpool of incestuous desire? She tried all afternoon to resist the temptation to share the joys of hot fucking and sucking with Bob and Jon, but her urges were too strong for her once again.
Whenever she looked at Bob with his glittering blue eyes and blond hair and his slender body she felt a shudder of desire inside her. She wanted to hold his naked body in her arms and smother him with kisses, not kisses of motherly love, but deep kisses of hot lust. She wanted to run her hand over his cock and balls until his rod was as hard as steel. She wanted to feel his big hard cock jerking and throbbing deep inside her seething cunt. The more she thought about it the hotter she became.
"You boys have been playing hard all day, haven't you?" she asked her three sons as they sat watching television that night.
"I guess so, Mom," Bob said, not particularly wanting to go to bed in the middle of the program he was watching.
"Don't you have a track meet tomorrow after school, Jon?" she asked, her hand resting lightly on her knee.
"Yeah, Mom," Jon replied, knowing that they were about to be sent off to bed.
"Have you done your homework, Bob?" she asked.
"Uh-huh," he said.
"And you, Rob?" she asked.
"Didn't have any," he said.
Rob assumed that she was going to send Bob and Jon up to bed so that she could get it on with him again. Just the thought of the wild things she probably had in mind for him made him dizzy with excitement. He fidgeted nervously in anticipation of the mind-boggling fucking and sucking that he knew was soon to come.
"It's getting late, boys," Jessica said. "Why don't you go on to bed now?"
Bob and Jon protested slightly, but stood up eventually and started to leave the room. Rob remained seated next to his mother on the sofa. His dick was already stiff in his pants.
"Rob, I think you'd better go off to bed too," she smiled.
"But Mom! I thought…"
"Off to bed now. You need your sleep. Bob, why don't you stay with me for a minute or two. I'd like to discus something with you," she called, stopping her son in his tracks.
Rob and Jon went upstairs and Bob sat down beside his mother. He tried to think of anything he might have done wrong lately. When she sent his brothers off to bed and wanted to talk to him by himself it was usually something pretty grim. He had broken a window with a baseball, but that had been three weeks ago and he had already gotten chewed out for that. Unable to think of anything to apologize for, he resigned himself to waiting for the bad news. He had no idea at the time that the only news she had for him was good indeed. In fact, he was in for the experience of his life.
Jessica didn't say anything to her son for awhile. Instead she moved closer to him on the sofa until her warm fragrant body was within touching distance. The lovely woman crossed her legs and nonchalantly pushed her dress up past her knee, exposing her honey-tanned legs. She put her hand lightly on her knee and waited for her son to catch a glimpse of her daringly exposed leg.
Bob caught sight of her all right. He wasn't exactly looking at her, but he saw her raise her dress out of the corner of his eye. He tried to look straight ahead, pretending to watch television, but in reality his mind was on his mother. Jessica moved her hand up her leg, raising her dress further and further and exposing more and more of her luscious flesh. She knew that her son was noticing her out of the corner of his eye, and also that his head was swimming with confusion and excitement. She had never behaved lewdly in front of him before. She wondered how far she could go with her teasing before it became too much for the impressionable teen.
Bob couldn't believe hi eyes. His mother was actually raising her dress way up past her knee. He tried to look away, but it was no use. He could even see up her dress all the way to her panties. He began to squirm a little. His throat was dry as cotton. His heart was racing. It was strange to him, the confusion of feelings he was experiencing. It was almost as if he were having a wet dream that would end in an ejaculation into his sheet. But this was no dream. What was she doing, and why? Didn't sir know that he could see her exposing her legs? She was so close to him that he could reach out and touch her. Mothers just didn't do things like that in front of their kids.
"Bob," Jessica said in a soft voice.
"Uh-huh, Mom," Bob rasped, still not daring to look directly at his beautiful mother.
"Will you do something for me?" she smiled, knowing by the way he was fidgeting that she was really getting to him.
"Sure Mom," he managed to say, hoping that whatever she wanted him to do for her would get him out of the room for awhile.
"Would you take off my shoes for me?" she asked. "My feet are so hot and tired."
"T-take your shoes off?" he said, swallowing nervously.
"That's right, Bob. Would you mind?" she asked in a honeyed voice.
Bob reached out almost blindly and found one of her feet with his trembling hand. He jerked his hand away involuntarily when he felt her warm flesh. Touching his mother under these circumstances was awfully difficult for him. He hesitated a second and then grabbed her shiny black shoe, tugging at it without daring to look at her foot.
"You'll have to unfasten the strap first, Bob," she said with a knowing smile, realizing that she was making him nervous as hell.
Bob fumbled with the thin, strap but was unable to unfasten it without looking at her foot. He knew that he would be able to see all the way up between her legs if he let himself. Bob was terribly afraid that I would get a hard-on. He was already beginning to feel his nuts heating up. His dick was quivering slightly, getting ready to rise at any minute. He didn't dare let his cock get hard in front of his mother. What if he saw it sticking out in his pants? What would she think of him? He would never be able to look her in the eye again. She couldn't possibly know that she was having such a devastating effect upon him. Or could she?
"You're not getting anywhere that way, Bob," Jessica smiled, watching her nervous son fumbling with her shoe. "Why don't you kneel on the floor? That way you can see what you're doing more easily."
Bob did as she suggested, kneeling on the floor in front of her. He managed somehow to look at her feet long enough to unfasten her leather straps. He removed her shoes as quickly as possible, dropping them in his nervousness. He couldn't help looking up her dress all the way to her black lace panties. He blinked when he saw her crotch, barely covered as it was with her nearly transparent panties.
"That's much better, Bob," Jessica purred. "Would you do something else for me? Would you massage my feet for me? I've been working so much lately. I've only been doing housework and shopping but I feel as if I've walked a hundred miles. It would relax me so beautifully if you do it for me, darling." She smiled down at her handsome son with ever increasing passion glowing in her mysterious eyes.
"But… I… I don't know how. I mean… uh… what should I do, Mom?" he stammered, looking down at the floor, his heart pounding, his cock beginning to harden in his pants.
"Just take one of my feet in your hands, lover," she said. "Take one foot in your hands and stroke it gently. Be brave, darling. You might even enjoy it. My feet are warm and soft. I'm sure you'll like holding them."
Bob swallowed hard and reached up to take her foot in his hands. He felt the warmth of her body through the transparent nylons she was wearing. He felt his hands shaking uncontrollably as he stroked his mother's foot. The warmth of her foot seemed to soak into his hand and go straight to his balls. He heard his beautiful mother sigh with pleasure as he gently but nervously squeezed and rubbed her foot.
"That's so nice, Bob darling. It makes me feel all warm and comfortable. Would you mind doing the other foot, dear?"
Bob still couldn't manage to let himself look up at her face. If he did he would have to look between her lovely legs and see the mound of her barely concealed pussy. He didn't dare let himself stare between her legs at the secret part of her that no son was supposed to see.
Jessica seethed with desire as her son dutifully removed her other shoe and began massaging her foot. She uncrossed her leg and let it rest on the plush carpet. She felt so relaxed and warm all the way from her toes to the nest of her cunt that she couldn't resist opening her legs a bit. It was enough to make her son gasp.
"What's the matter, Bob?" she asked, enjoying the powerful effect she was having on her son.
"Nothing, Mom! Honest!" the exited and confused kid choked.
Jessica spread her legs wider apart, thrilling to the power she had over her bay. Her cunt was warming more and more by the second, as the fire of lust spread over her. She dared to reach down and pull her dress up all the way to her waist. There could be no doubt in he son's mind now that she was displaying her secret treasures for his benefit.
"Look up at me, Bob," she said in a voice dripping with lust.
Bob hesitated at first. He had been looking down at the floor, but even that didn't keep him for seeing his mother open her legs for him. He tried desperately to avoid looking up at her, but when she told him to look at her in her warmest voice, he couldn't resist. What he saw drove him wild with excitement and confusion.
Jessica watched her son's eyes flash from her face to her cunt and back again. She knew now that he was firmly in her trap. She parted her legs even more, opening the area of her cunt to her son as lewdly as a bitch in heat. She smiled down at him with a warmth that melted his balls.
"Do you like what you see, Bob?" she asked. Bob gasped and turned his head away, suddenly realizing that he had been staring between his mother's legs. He didn't know what she was doing to him, opening her legs like that and almost telling him to look at her cunt, but he did know that he shouldn't have let himself do it. Or should he?
"Well, Bob? Do you like what you see?" she asked again, not letting her son off the hook for a minute.
"I… I don't know, Mom. I mean… uh… I… I didn't see anything. Honest Mom. I didn't," her son stammered.
"Don't be afraid to admit it, darling," Jessica said teasingly. "You saw my little pussy, I let you look right up my dress. I wanted you to see what you saw, Bob. Do you understand?"
"I… I don't get it, Mom," Bob said weakly, raising his head and looking into her eyes.
"You will get it, darling. Believe me, you'll get it," she laughed, tossing her long silky hair behind her. "Will you massage my legs for me, Bob?"
"You… you really want me to? But Mom I…" he struggled, unable to believe that she had really asked him to do that to her.
"Don't be afraid, lover," she purred. "You want ma to feel comfortable, don't you, Bob? Don't you remember how I used to rub your back for you when you were tense after playing hard all day? Don't you remember bow comfortable I made you feel by massaging you?"
"Uh… yeah…" he choked.
"Well, darling, wouldn't you like to make me feel all warm and comfy too?" she smiled, her cunt already steaming.
"Sure, Mom," he rasped. "But your legs? I mean… uh… I'm not supposed to touch your legs, am I? I mean… uh… you're my mom."
"Aren't my legs pretty enough to touch?" she asked, her lips in a little pout.
"Gosh yeah! They're beautiful! I mean…" he gasped. His hands were still trembling, his dick was stiff in his pants.
"That's all right, lover. Don't be embarrassed. A boy can hardly help noticing his mother's body. It's nothing to be ashamed of, Bob. You wouldn't be the first boy who's touched his mother's legs. If you're so embarrassed about it we can keep it our little secret. No one will need to know but us." Jessica ran her hand up and down her exposed leg.
Bob really wanted to touch his mother's legs. They looked so soft and silky. Her skin glowed beneath her nude panty hose, glowed with a warmth that begged to be felt. The teen was intoxicated by his mother's incredible beauty and her sudden lewd behavior. She had never spoken to him in the tone of voice she was using tonight. Her voice was as smooth as silk, and her words seemed to wrap around him like a silken web.
"Touch me, darling. Touch me there," she said, reaching down and touching her ankle. He felt her warmth radiating through him. His cock kicked like a mule in his tight nuts were hot and tingling between his kneeling legs. He hoped she couldn't see his hard-on sticking down one leg of his pants. He knew that he had an especially big cock and that everyone could see it in his pants when it got hard. It was bad enough when a girl at school or one of his teachers saw his dick sticking down the leg of his pants. It would be a whole hell of a lot worse if his mother caught sight of it.
"Ummmmmmmmm," Jessica said, feeling her son's warm hand rubbing her ankle. "It feels good, sooooo good. Move your hand up a little, darling. Do my other leg too."
Bob did as he was told. He ran his hands over her calves and up behind her knees, getting hornier and hornier the more fully he explored her long lithe legs. He tried to look away, but it was impossible. He found himself staring between her legs, staring at her cunt. She had told him that she wanted him to see her cunt, and he sure was seeing it.
Bob had never seen a woman's pussy before, although he had always looked forward to the experience. He had seen pictures of course, as all the kids had. Seeing a real pussy in the flesh wan whole lot more exciting. The thought of seeing his mother's cunt drove him wild. He stared at the crotch of her panties, watching as the material moved ever so slightly with every movement of her legs. Her panties swelled slightly between her legs. He wanted desperately to see what her flimsy garment was hiding there.
"Up further, lover," Jessica moaned, getting all dizzy with excitement and taboo lust.
Jessica got hotter and hotter as her son's hand ran up her leg. She felt his gentle but nervous fingers stroking the silky flesh of her upper leg, felt him gently squeezing her resilient flesh. She moved closer to the edge of the sofa, slouching a bit and opening her steaming crotch to her son even more obscenely. She knew that her effect on her impressionable son had to be mind-boggling.
"You're making me feel just wonderful, Bob. Your father used to massage my legs for me when I was tired. He used to take my panties off and roll my nylons down too, Bob. He used to enjoy playing with my legs when they were completely bare. Would you like to do that for me?"
Bob nodded his head excitedly. His throat was so dry that he could hardly speak. Was she actually going to let him take her panties off? Was she actually going to sit there in front of him with a bare pussy, just letting him stare at her and play with her legs? It was too much to believe, but it was happening and he was enjoying every frightening and excising minute of it.
"Take my panties off now, Bob," Jessica said, raising herself up off the sofa while her son reached up under her hiked-up dress and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her lace panties.
Bob felt his hands removing the hot-assed woman's garment. It was as if she controlled his hands more than he did. He hesitated a moment before drawing her panties down over her as and thighs. When he saw the dark patch of hair between her legs that was barely visible beneath the crotch of her panties he felt a surge of dizziness.
Jessica felt her panties slipping down her legs. When he had removed them she told him to take her hose off too. He looked up at her with wide eyes full of amazement. Bob rolled her hose down over her feet and dropped them on the floor, staring between her spread legs and looking right into her cunt. He had never seen anything like it. There was a furry nest of love hair and a juicy crack that almost seemed to beg him to come closer to it. He could see his mother's cunt seething between her legs as if it had a life of its own.
Jessica breathed deeply. She tingled and twitched deep inside her lusty cunt. She could almost feel her sex fluids flowing inside her, dewing the lips of her cunt. She was aware of her son's twinkling eyes burning into her sex-flesh, making her hotter and hotter. She had him completely in her seductive power. He was hers, and she could do with him anything she wished. He would willingly follow him anywhere she wanted to lead him, and she intended to lead him into realms of sexuality that he hadn't dared imagine.
"Would you like to touch it, lover?" the hot-assed older woman asked.
"Gosh no, Mom! I… I mean…" he struggled. "S… should I?"
"Touch me there if you want to, Bob. Nobody will ever know! Isn't it an exciting part of a woman, darling? See how red and juicy it is, Bob?" She reached down between her legs and spreading her cunt open with two well placed fingers.
Bob dared to put his hand between his mother's legs. He felt her glistening cuntlips all wet with her feminine dew. She spread them open even further and let him feel the inner flesh of her sex. He was amazed at the silkiness of her cunt, amazed at the resiliency of her cuntlips and the way her pussy seemed to move almost imperceptibly with a life of its own. And she was giving him a feel of a part of her that no son was allowed to touch. It was too much for him to stand.
"Touch me there, Bob," she purred, pointing to her clit. "It feels so wonderful. I just love having a stud like you stroking my little clit."
"Do you, Mom?" he asked in a shaky voice, his fingers pressing against the hot spot between her open legs.
"I can't tell you how much I like it, darling. Doesn't it feel nice to you too, Bob?" she asked, looking down between his kneeling legs and seeing the long hard bulge of his cock.
Jessica knew that Bob had a big cock, but she had no idea that it had grown so huge since the last time she had seen it. She had, of course, never seen her son's dick hard the way it was now. Having seen it jerking in his pants she knew that nothing would stop her now from drawing him into her web of seduction. She needed Bob, needed his long hard cock and his big cum-filled balls. She needed his gentleness and his inexperienced youth, needed his willingness to do exactly what she asked of him. She would have all of those things and more, and she would start with him that very night.
"My God, Bob! Whatever is that between your legs?" she gasped in mock amazement and shock.
"Nothin', Mom. Nothin'," he rasped, pulling his hand away from his mother's cunt and trying to hide his hard cock.
"Nothing indeed," she smiled. "It looks like something to me, darling. It looks like a big stiff hard-on. Did I do that to you, Bob?"
"Uh… well… I… I couldn't help it, Mom. Honest. It… it just happens sometimes. When I… uh… when I think about girls."
"Hmmmmmm," she said with her fingers to her lips. "I think I know what you'd better do now, darling," she teased.
"Gosh, Mom. What?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Go upstairs and take a cold shower," she said rising to her feet and letting her dress fall around her naked ass and cunt. "Off with you now, Bob," she said, watching her son almost trip over himself in his mad she said, watching her son almost trip over himself in his mad dash up the stairs to his room.
Jessica watched her son run stiff-legged up the stairs. He was terribly embarrassed about his condition, she knew, and she hadn't made matters any better by teasing him. She sat down and laughed a bit, thinking of the way she had feigned shock and amazement when she saw his stiff prick. She had to make it up to her son for the embarrassment she had just caused him. She knew exactly what she could do to make him feel better.
Her cunt was on fire now, blazing with unfulfilled passion. She had been thinking about fucking and sucking all day long, and her cunt was positively dripping with excitement. Her lewd display had made her horny beyond belief. She could still feel Bob's fingers working over the lips of her juicy cunt. She could still feel her son eyes burning into her hot pussy.
Jessica knew that what she needed was to have her son's hard dick wildly ramming in and out of her seething cunt-hole. She had to take his heavy wad of soothing cum up her cunt. She had to hurry upstairs and take advantage of the situation before he had a chance to beat off in the shower.