"Oh, wow! Fantastic!" he breathed.
Jay didn't always score a home run with the girls he dated, but he almost always got their bras off and got to play with their tits. He'd never seem a pair as impressive and beautiful as his own mother's. Pushing her nightgown down out of the way, he laid his hands on the hot creamy flesh and started squeezing. The skin of her tits was like satin.
"Oh, Jesus," he breathed.
Dee gave a little whimper, half pleasure and half frustration. She loved him to fondle her sensitive tits. But as he did so, his excitement grew and she could feel his cock swelling and throbbing against her thigh. Her own son was getting a hard-on for her. She blushed with shame, wondering how she'd gotten herself into such a predicament.
Maybe she'd shown too much physical affection for Jay since he became a teen. She'd gone on hugging and kissing him just like when he was little. And then there was the inevitable attraction of her body. When a woman has a body like Dee, there's no way a boy can ignore it, even if he's her own son.
For whatever reasons, mother and son were on very dangerous ground right now. Jay's cock was swelling into iron hardness as he caressed her naked tits, and Dee's horniness was becoming unbearable. She rubbed her thighs together desperately, but nothing she did or thought could quell the nagging ache down there.
Then Jay made things even worse. He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her nipples. Dee sobbed. It felt so great and she wanted it so badly, but it was absolutely wrong for her son to be doing that to her. She whimpered in protest as he whipped his hot wet tongue around and around the rigid shafts of her swollen nipples.
"Jay, noooo," she cried.
He didn't pay any attention. His eyes were glassy with lust, and she knew he was off in some horny fantasy world. No doubt he was imagining going all the way with her. But she couldn't let that happen. Once more she tried pushing at his shoulders, but it was no use. He lay heavily on her, pinning her in place.
Then he caught the tip of her left nipple with his lips and slowly, teasingly, sucked it into the steam heat of his mouth. Dee creamed hard, soaking her pussy with the scalding liquid. Jay loudly sucked on her lust-engorged nipple, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. She was so violently aroused, she felt like she could come if she sneezed.
He sucked the left nipple, then the right, leaving them almost painfully swollen and glistening with his hot spit. Then he grasped her nightgown and started pulling it lower. This time Dee put up a real fight. Sure, she was horny out of her mind, but she was absolutely not going to commit incest. She grabbed the nightgown and held on tight.
"No, Jay," she snapped, "I won't have it."
Jay saw that he'd gone too far, pushed too fast. He backed off. He was just as strong as ever in his determination to become his mother's lover, but he realized it wasn't going to be accomplished in just one night. He'd have to be patient and play the game very, very carefully. He told himself that the ultimate prize would be worth the wait.
He let go of her nightgown. "Sorry, Mom, I guess I got carried away. But you're so beautiful, and you make me feel so horny."
He rose to his knees, and Dee saw that the fly of his jeans was obscenely tented. She felt sorry for him. She knew how frantically horny teenaged boys could get. She felt like she ought to give him some relief, even if they didn't go all the way. His frantic lust was partly her fault. She should never have allowed things to go this far.
"I'll get you off, honey," she said hoarsely. "That's dip least I can do. Then we'll get some rest and talk about this tomorrow."
Jay's eyes widened with surprise as the reached for the zipper of his jeans. He really hadn't expected her to do this for him. But it was a delicious surprise, and of course he was going to cooperate. With shaking fingers Dee opened his jeans and started tugging the tight garment down. His stiff cock leaped out at her, and she gasped.
Jay smothered a laugh. His mom's eyes got so big when his engorged prick snapped free of his jeans. It wagged lewdly, almost in her face, and it was dripping hot cream. He thought he heard her moan. Then she pushed him onto his back and pulled his jeans all the way off. His prick wasn't bashful at all. It stood straight up, aimed at the ceiling, as stiff as a board.
Dee eyed her son's magnificent hard-on and almost sobbed with longing. She thought how simple and delicious it would be just to straddle the boy and slide her famished cunt down the impalement of his rigid prick. She ached to feel a big hard cock cramming every inch of her starved pussy.
Nothing would have been more simple, if it hadn't been for her conscience. She just couldn't fuck her own son. She was desperate, but not that desperate. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his rock-hard cock and started jacking him off. His prick responded lustily, bucking and throbbing in her fist.
"Oh, yeah, Mom," Jay groaned, "keep doing it!"
Dee bit back a sob of frustration as she pumped his cockmeat. His cock was thick, long and hard as steel. It would have felt fantastic sliding into her long-deprived cunt. She creamed steadily as she thought about how badly she wanted to fuck him. But she told herself it was wrong, terribly wrong, to have such thoughts about her own kid.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, that's great," Jay moaned.
His eyes were half closed, his teeth flashing in a lusty grimace. Dee couldn't help noticing how much he resembled his father. Rick had had that same sappy grin on his face when she played with his cock. And now Rick was back in town and had somehow found Jay. He'd lured Jay to his house and introduced him to that little slut, Tori.
Like a bad penny, her ex-husband had turned up again, bringing trouble.
Then maybe she was doing the right thing. If she gave Jay all the sex he needed at home, maybe he wouldn't go running to Tori and Rick. It was something to consider. But not tonight. She was too horny to think straight tonight. She needed to get her son off quickly, then get some sleep. Tomorrow her head would have cleared.
"Faster, Mom," Jay groaned, "I'm almost coming."
Dee tightened her grip slightly and pumped his cock faster, harder. It killed her to feel that hot hardness between her fingers and know that she could never feel it in her cunt. His prick was almost man-sized, almost as big as Rick's cock. She had a helpless flashback to her early married days, when it seemed she and Rick just couldn't stop fucking each other.
She could almost feel Rick's steel-stiff cock ramming her cunt and making her squeal with bliss. They'd make out two and even three times a day. It was no wonder she got pregnant so fast. They had hardly been married a year before Jay was born. But that was the end of her sex life, because. Rick cut out.
Just as she'd gotten to love and crave sex, it had been taken away from her. Almost moaning with need, she pumped her son's swollen prick faster and faster, making the boy groan and writhe with pleasure. She knew it wouldn't be long before his cock exploded delicious hot cream all over the place.
She'd better be prepared for that. There was a box of tissues on the bedside table. Dee was pretty sure that Jay didn't use them just to wipe his nose. She'd be sure to grab for one as he started corning, so she could catch all that spurting jism. And it looked as if she wouldn't have that much longer to wait. Jay's eyes were screwed shut in total bliss, his face red. We was groaning steadily.
"Ahhhh, shit, Mom," he gasped, "awwwwwwwww!"
Dee felt his cock lurch hard in her fist, and she knew it was time to grab for the tissue. But she didn't. Instead she dipped her head down till her lips were about an inch from the swollen purple head of his cock. She opened her mouth wide, just in time to catch the first blast of jism.