When Susan woke the next morning she was excited but nervous as hell. She noticed her husband, Ted, lying there still not awake. How pathetic, she thought. A nice guy but a lousy lay. Even during the early years of their marriage Ted seemed more interested in watching porn flicks than actually fucking a real woman. It turned Susan off, but Ted's successful business allowed her to at least live the kind of life she'd always dreamed: nice house, family, she didn't have to work.
But that also left lots of time alone, and with a lousy sex life, lots of time to fantasize. The fantasies ran the gamut, from gangbangs to interracial. As she got older her fantasies changed somewhat. The men in her fantasies got younger and strangely, their cocks got bigger. Analyzing it, Susan figured that the younger men symbolized that she could still turn ...?em on and the bigger cocks, well...after years with Ted she would liked to have tried something new. Her friend Donna's young, black stud conquests didn't help.
After many years of marriage Susan had a quickie affair with Ted's old business partner but that ended when he and his family moved out of state. A few years later came what Susan referred to in her mind as "the accidental affair." It was great but she didn't want to think about it. It happened a few times, ended badly, and that was that. Now, a year later, she was about to have the first passionate sex since then: with her teenage son.
Susan got up, put on her robe and headed for the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Ted came in a few minutes later, dressed and ready for work. Then David walked in, quietly, nervously. Mother and son looked at each other. With Ted looking at the front page of the paper, they made eye contact.
Susan winked and David smiled. David would pretend to go to school and just walk back to the house after dad was gone, since they both left around the same time every morning. When father and son were heading out the door Susan said "Have a nice day." David could only laugh. As Ted got in his car, David started walking down the street, slowly, deliberately. Then Ted drove by him waving. David waved back. Pretending to stop and tie his shoe, David waited for Ted's car to completely disappear down the road, turned around and headed back to the house.
"I wonder what's going on?" Ted thought. "I wonder if anything's happening with them? I better come up with some plan to see if MY plans are moving forward."
Meanwhile, David walked in the front door and quickly locked it.
"Mom?" he called out.
"In here," Susan called from David's room.
David walked hurriedly into his room, threw down his book bag and looked towards the bed. There was his mom under the covers. Just then she pulled them down revealing her breasts and pussy. David's eyes bulged along with something else. Lifting her legs, Susan parted them to show her son her wet pussy. She began playing with it, rubbing her clit, and plunging her fingers in and out of her hot, sweaty cunt.
"Come and get it," she beckoned huskily. David quickly got out of his clothes and frantically tried to get his pants off, his mom laughing at his attempts. Finally! There he stood. The teen Adonis with his cock high and hard.
"Oh baby," Susan moaned. "Give momma some dick!"
As David made his way to Susan's head, she reached out and took hold of his cock. She caressed it, rubbing his oozing precum all around the now glistening shaft.
"Mom, suck it. Please!" She did, taking the cock into her mouth. Susan sucked her son's cock like a whore in heat, moaning around it, slobbering all over it, dripping saliva onto the sheets. David moaned and groaned unable to take much more of this. Susan stopped, took the cock out of her mouth and said, "Here honey, lie down. Let me get on top of you."
With that, David laid down on his bed while Susan got up and asked "Would you do something for me?"
"Yeah, sure mom. What is it?"
"Eat me while I suck your cock?"
"Sure!" Susan then sat down on her son's face, placing her cunt over his waiting mouth.
"Oooohh, yeeaah!" she hissed, feeling David's tongue snake into her pussy. "That's nice." As David held her, Susan lowered herself to once again take her son's cock into her mouth. For the next several minutes mother and son were lost in their own little taboo world. Susan's head bobbed up and down on her son's prick as she played with his balls. David licking, nibbling, kissing his mom's cunt, while working a finger up her asshole. They moaned and groaned and cried in pleasure until both mother and son let loose, David shooting cum down his mom's eager throat while he lapped up his mom's orgasmic juices. After Susan got off of David she laid back down and started playing with his still-hard, virile young cock.
"I want you to fuck me so bad," she whispered in his ear.
"I want to fuck you, too," he whispered back. Susan then got up to straddle her son. Not a word was spoken, as she lowered herself down onto the hard prick. She simply looked her son in the eye as he looked back, both in love with the moment.
"Oooohhhh, god!" Susan cried out feeling every inch of her son's cock sliding deeper up her cunt.
"Oh yeah, mom! Your cunt is sooooo gooood!" Then Susan began to ride him. David played with his mom's breasts, pinching her hard, erect nipples, and then lowering his hands to knead her asscheeks. Susan continued to cry in pleasure fucking her own son. Then David held her waist and bucked up into her, fucking her while she fucked him back, slamming his cock up into her, lifting them both off the bed.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh god! Oh David!" Susan cried as he pounded his cock into his mom's cunt. Susan began to gasp in orgasm, collapsing on top of him, as David continued thrusting his prick until he shot once again, this time deep up the hole he came out of so many years before. Exhausted, David held his mom in his arms as she kissed his chest. After a deafening silence, Susan spoke up.
"Any regrets?" she asked nervously.
"No way," David moaned, brushing her ass with his hand.
"That's good," she replied.
"Can I fuck your ass, mom?"
"You better," she replied with a giggle. "We're gonna do everything!"
"Maybe I don't have to go to school ever again!"
"Ha, ha, don't count on it! But maybe I'll talk your father into letting you stay home from the store on Saturday. That way while he's taking care of business, you can take care of mine! How's that sound?"
"Mmmm, I'm so glad you left me that story," Susan said, snuggling with her son.
"What story?" David asked.
"What do you mean 'what story'? The one in your hamper."
"What are you talking about?" David asked.
"The story in your hamper a few days ago. I was doing your laundry and found it. Remember?"
"Mom, I don't know what you're talking about. What kind of story?"
Susan lay silent for a moment in confusion. "About the mother and son," she replied.
"You mean the one you sent me?" David asked.
Confused, Susan asked "What did I send you?"
"That story about ...?
"About what?" Susan asked.
"About a mother and son..." David said his voice trailing off.
"I didn't send you anything." she replied, getting up in the bed to confront her son.
"Well I didn't leave you any incest story," David countered.
"Yeah, well I didn't mail you one!" she fired back.
They both were silent. Finally David asked, "Well who did?"
Susan was quiet for a moment. Piercing her eyes in another direction, she grew angry.
"Mom, what is it?"
Letting out an exasperated sigh, Susan said "Honey, I think we've been set up!"
"Um, hmm. The person who mailed you that "story" was the one who left ME one, too!" Then looking into her son's eyes she said, "And only one other person had access to your hamper."
"Yep! It had to be your father."
After a pause, Susan replied "I don't know exactly." Then another pause. "I guess it was some sick fantasy of his."
"Why?" David asked.
Angrily, she replied "To see us DOING it! A mother and son, I mean."
"But he's not even here!" David said.
"I know," Susan replied. "But maybe he hopes one day - Oh, I don't know! Your father's strange when it comes to certain things." David looked at her trying to comprehend the situation. Realizing he needed further explaining, Susan said "Your dad - some men - they have fantasies...I don't know. It's hard to explain."
"You mean about incest?" he asked.
"Well, that... and about older women...their MOTHERS!"
After a few moments David spoke up. "Obviously Dad wanted us... to do this."
"Obviously," Susan replied, a little hurt
"Does he want to watch us, do you think?"
"Probably," she replied remembering the porn video days.
"Like he's setting us up where he knows we're doing it and then can watch us at some point?"
Susan smiled at her son. "You're very wise," she said. "I think that's what he has planned."
"Well, what do you want to do about it?" David asked.
"Let me think about it," she said. "In the meantime," she said grabbing her son's flaccid cock. "Maybe we can get this hard. You want to fuck my ass, right? Your father started this, so let's finish it! Come on," she said stroking her son's cock back to life. "Fuck mommy's ass!"
David did that and more for the next several hours. By the time Ted got home, his wife was one well-fucked whore. And David hadn't had so much sex in his life.
Later that evening, before going to bed, Susan came into David's room to kiss him goodnight. "How about if we give your father a show?"
David was shocked. "Right now?" he asked.
"No, but soon."
"You want to do it in front of him?" David asked, rather uncertain.
"Oh, hell, no. I have a better idea. He's not getting away with his sick fantasies at our expense. I want to set HIM up! You want to have some fun with your perverted father?"
"You mean get even?" David replied.
"Uh, huh?" Susan said with a wicked little smile.
"Yeah," David replied. "If he can fuck with us, let's fuck with HIM, too!"