Mom Could Not Help It

Jeanne's ass and thighs trembled, and she began to moan as pleasure swirled about her pussy. Her eyes glazed, her lips parted. She could barely see her son's cock now. Her eyes were open, but glazed with passion. " Ohhh, God! I'm going to cum baby!" She whispered. "Ahh, Bobby! It's here baby, mommy's cumming sweetie!" she cried

The orgasm exploded, her body shaking violently as she pulled her palm into her Pussy. Her hand left her tit and she clutched at her son's cock and balls, squeezing them tightly, her eyes slitted as she came. Painful sounds of ecstasy mindlessly bubbled from her throat.

As soon as she felt the strength, Jeanne stood up. She looked down at her son for a long time, then with a nervous shudder, turned and walked from his room. Bobby watched his mother's ass swing gently as she left.

Jeanne went to her room quickly, stripping her shirt and bra off to toss them onto her bed, and then she peeled her jeans and panties from her hips and legs. She was shaking so bad she nearly lost her balance but managed to stop and catch her breath before she tossed them onto the bed also and then went into her bathroom.

She filled the tub with water as hot as she could stand it, pouring in bath oils. As she felt the hot water close about her, she tried to understand why she had done that with her son. She had no answer. All she knew was the compulsion to stroke his cock and balls had been too powerful to resist, and she knew it wouldn't be the last time she would want to jack him off and see his cum shoot from his hot throbbing cock.

Bobby felt like he had been run over by a fast freight train. Up until the moment she walked in his room, he had no clue she knew about him jacking off. His Eighteen-year-old mind wasn't grasping the situation entirely and he worried about what would happen when she returned. He hadn't recognized his mother from the moment she walked in on him. It was as if someone or something had taken possession of her and left a haunted creature in her place.

Bobby shook his head; "I've been reading too many Sci-fi mags... gotta lay off those for a while."

Bobby had been having feelings for his mother every since his dad walked out on them five years ago. Bobby loved his mother and believed her to be the most beautiful and exquisite woman he had ever seen. Including those in his secret cache of 'pussy magazines'.

She worked so hard as an attorney and then came home to a house that required attention every day. Then there was the cooking, washings, and the odds and ends that seemed to be continually breaking.

Bobby worked hard to help, but there are things a young teenager can't do. Or so Jeanne had thought up until a few minutes ago.

She still loved her husband, the dirty bastard. She was a sensual woman and needed a good hard cock on a daily basis most of the time and it had been five years. Five long miserable years of vibrators and fingers that left her in an agony of desire and want of his ass hole of a cock.

"I NEED FUCKED AND FUCKED HARD! I NEEEEEED AAAAAAA HARRRDDD CCCOOOOCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!" She screamed in her mind.

She grimaced, "That's it! I'm losing my fucking mind!" she cried softly to herself. Jeanne had dated a time or two but she just simply couldn't bring herself to spread her legs just to get fucked. She needed to get to know the person and become comfortable with them before she would become intimate.

Frankly; she knew she was as fucked up as a soup sandwich. Now all she could think about was Bobby's mammoth cock throbbing and cumming great gobs of semen and it was making her crazy thinking about it. Feeling somewhat ashamed but resolute, she set about deciding how to get his hard cock inside her.

"Where in the hell did a Eighteen year old get a cock like his to begin with?" she wondered, "Hell! Rick's cock isn't half as big as Bobby's is!" she chortled Soberly she reminded herself his small dick had sure felt good in her pussy though.

Bobby finally found the strength to get up and shower. He was sticky and felt grimy where his cum had splashed on him. The feeling of his mother's soft hands lingered on his cock as he washed carefully.

He wanted her to do him again... soon... very soon...he couldn't last long without unloading... his balls would ache so bad he would be ill and there was no telling what she would do if she suspected he was in trouble. He didn't know if other guy's his age had the same or similar problem, all he knew was the pain was excruciating if he didn't jack off at least three or four times each day.

Jeanne made up her mind she had to talk to Bobby and make him understand her need and what it took to satisfy her. He seemed to love her a great deal; always helpful and willing to do things without being asked. If it weren't for the fact he seemed to be constantly banging away on his cock, she would have considered him the ideal son. Somberly, she thought to herself, "I know so little about young boys and men. Maybe there's a logical explanation for his behavior?" she mused.

She lay the thought aside when she realized, he would be like a voracious predator after he got his first taste of her pussy. There would be no stopping him then. He was so big for his age and that mule-sized cock would be his master for many years to come.

Resolutely, she went in search of him and found him in the kitchen having a snack. Bobby looked up as his mom walked into the kitchen and damned near fell off his chair.

He gasped, "Holy shit MOM! You...you...you...you're.... Beau...Beauti...ful mom! Wow!"

Jeanne was wearing a short tunic-like robe like the ancient Romans wore. It just barely covered her ass when she stood and revealed everything with the slightest of movements.

Her honey blonde hair glistened and her skin was rosy and healthy looking. She wore no makeup; even when she did, it was just the bare minimum to appear fashionably attired for her work. She didn't need makeup at all; her natural beauty rivaled the goddess Aphrodite in all her glory.

She smiled and replied, "Thank you honey! You're very handsome darling. Did you know that?"

Bobby flushed, "Ahhh... No mom... I didn't...didn't ... know."

She hesitated and said, "Bobby, I don't know how to say this to you so I'm just going to say it and get it over with ok?

He swallowed and waited for her to speak after he nodded ok. Jeanne said softly, "Bobby what happened in your bedroom should never have happened. I violated your chastity and my own as your mother but I couldn't help myself it seems."

He nodded but didn't really understand. Jeanne paused then continued.

"When your daddy left us, he did a terrible thing to us and especially to me as his wife. I learned to love him deeply and I needed, and still do for that matter, him as a man as well as my friend and your father." She sighed

Bobby felt tears welling up when her realized his mother loved his dad and probably still did even though he had abandoned them in his cowardly way by sneaking off and not saying goodbye.

"Honey! I can't just go out and find you a father and myself a husband. It's too complicated and the likelihood I would find someone is very remote. So Darling, I'm asking you to do for me what he did when he was here...Do you understand?" she asked

Bobby stared at her with wide eyes and asked, "You mean you want to ... to... do...it... I mean... make... Aw! Mom! I don't know how to say It.," he confessed helplessly

"It's a sin and against the law Bobby and if you tell me you don't want to I'll understand; but honey! I need you to make love to me baby! Fill me with your love darling!" she begged