"Ah, Mom, I'm really sorry," Jay cried, rushing to hug her.
He was such an affectionate kid, Dee thought helplessly.
Jay was very affectionate, but he was also very turned on by his beautiful blonde mother. Dee didn't realize how sexy she looked in her filmy blue nightgown. It was transparent, showing the outline of her magnificent body, and it was clit low in front, emphasizing the deep cleavage between her large ripe breasts.
In spite of his surprise and panic when he was caught climbing through the window, Jay had noticed his mother's appearance. He'd noticed what a revealing nightgown she was wearing, and he'd seen that she was strangely excited, her eyes bright and her skin flushed. She was feeling something more than anger, that was for sure. Her excitement infected Jay.
So he hugged her, partly to comfort her and partly to see what would happen. He hugged his mother a lot, and sometimes she'd wriggle her body against him in a very enticing way, as if she'd forgotten he was her kid. Tonight it happened again. As he embraced her, he felt her pushing her mound against his fly.
Dee wasn't even aware of what she was doing. She didn't know that her body was responding to shard male body. It was an unconscious movement. She clung to Jay. She loved to hug him. Then he moved his face around and kissed her on the mouth. She felt dizzy with excitement.
Jay had never kissed her that way before. Dee was shocked yet wildly aroused. His hands slid down to cup her hot little ass through the thin fabric of her nightgown, and he slid his tongue into her mouth. She barely stifled a moan of lust. She felt scalding juice spurting from her cunt and scalding her pussy.
My God, she thought, what are we doing? Suddenly mother and son were drawn together like magnets, kissing deeply, running their hands over each other's body. Dee wasn't sure how it had gotten started, but once started the excitement spread like wildfire. Jay's thumbs caressed the outer curve of her big ripe tits. That was when she realized she was grinding her mound against his cock.
Breaking off the kiss, she blushed holly. "Jay, honey, that's enough," she gasped. "I don't know what got into us. We can't do that."
"Why not, Mom?" he asked innocently.
Dee blushed even harder. "It's called incest, Jay," she explained with great embarrassment.
Jay had never heard of the word, and he wasn't particularly impressed. He only knew that his mother was the sexiest woman in the world for him and that he wanted to go on making out with her. But she seemed to have really big hangups about it. He realized that he'd have to slow down and move very carefully if he wanted to win her over.
"Anyhow," she said spluttering, "I think you were just trying to get my mind off what we were talking about. I'm not leaving your room till we have this out, Jay."
That suited Jay just fine. The longer she stayed in his bedroom, the better his chances of talking her into some fun.
"Okay, Mom," he said, "sit down and let's talk."
He patted the edge of his bed. Still blushing, Dee sat down about two feet away from him, but he just scooted closer to her, till she could feel the heat of his body. She wished he wouldn't sit so close. It excited her, and she needed to keep her wits. Why, just a few seconds ago she'd been in real danger of getting the hots for her own son!
"Jay," she said, "I haven't allowed you to go out on Fridays because I felt you should be studying instead. But if all your friends are going out, then maybe I'm being too harsh."
"It's a big social night, Mom," Jay said, inching even closer to her. "I'd really like to be able to get in on the action. But you're the boss."
Dee wondered about that. Tonight her pussy seemed to be the boss. It certainly was commanding all her attention. As Jay's thigh touched hers, it was all she could do to keep from moaning with longing for him. The fiery ache between her thighs was threatening to overwhelm her.
"What do you mean by action, Jay?" she said. "Just what did you and the other boys do tonight?"
"Aw, we just cruised around and had something to eat, talked to a few girls," he said easily.
Dee didn't like the way he lied without effort. But on the other hand, he couldn't very well admit to her that he'd spent the evening fucking a girl. Dee felt more confused than ever. It was so hard to think when his lean male body was pressing against her, reminding her of her desperate need for loving.
"Hey Mom, relax," Jay said soothingly. "Gosh, you're so uptight tonight. How come?"
As he spoke he slid an arm around her shoulders and hugged her. Dee's voice was hoarse with lust when she replied, "Oh, it's nothing, honey. I'm just tired, I guess. I'd probably better go to bed. We can finish talking about this tomorrow."
She tried to move away from him, but he held her still. "Give me a goodnight kiss first?" he smiled.
"Oh, of course," Dee laughed.
She started to kiss him on the cheek, like she always did, but he ducked forward and planted his mouth on hers. He kissed her hard and hungrily and at the same time he forced her onto her back. He eased himself half on top of her. Pinning her there, he glided his tongue into her mouth. Dee gave a stifled moan of arousal and felt her nipples going stiff against his chest.
Now she knew what a big mistake it had been to swear off men. She hadn't lost her desire for sex, she'd only bottled it up. Now that it was unleashed, she couldn't control it. All that stored-up desire was loose, and she was going out of her mind with horniness the first time a male touched her. Unfortunately that male was her own son.
She knew she had to get away from him before she completely lost her self-control, but it was so difficult. He was holding her down, pinning her with his superior weight, and she felt weak and dizzy with longing. Part of her wanted to stay right there, going wherever that hungry kiss would take them.
Jay's hot tongue explored her moth, and his hands explored the ripe curves of her tall shapely body. She felt hot fingers on her waist and hips and thighs. Then he was moving upwards again, seeking out her large melon-shaped tits. He cupped them through her thin nightgown and began to squeeze.
Dee wrenched her face away from his sad gasped, "Oh, no, Jay, don't."
"Why not, Mom?" he said hoarsely. "Don't you like it?"
What could she say? She loved it. She loved feeling hot eager hands on her tits, molding and caressing. Her nipples throbbed and strained against his palms, and she was creaming furiously, soaking her swollen cunt slit. But she absolutely had to get away from him now, or she was lost. She couldn't fight her raging lust much longer. She pushed at his shoulders, trying to roll him off her.
"It isn't right, Jay," she sobbed, "please let me go."
Jay wasn't having it. He heard her protests, but he saw something else in her eyes, something he'd never seen before. There was excitement there. It kind of reminded him of how Tori's eyes got hot and sparkly when they started making out. He grabbed his mother's wrists and easily forced her arms down to her sides.
"Don't fight it, Mom," he said, "'cause I'm not letting you go. You might as well relax and enjoy it."
"Jay, what are you talking about?" Dee demanded nervously.
"Hey, take it easy," he laughed. "I'm just gonna play with your tits."
It was an outrageous thing for a son to say to his mother, yet Dee breathed a sigh of relief. She'd thought he was after something a lot more serious than that. She knew she couldn't handle incest. But if the boy felt horny and just wanted to fool around with her tits, she could get through it.
Now he was easing her nightgown down to her waist. Dee blushed hotly as he uncovered her magnificent big tits, but there was no way she could stop him. He was stronger than her. His eyes got big and horny as he surveyed the melon-size globes and their long stiff, rosy nipples.