Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... spiked. He told me it had been spiked, he wasn’t trying to get me drunk.” Annie added with a short laugh.

“After the second cup, I was feeling much more relaxed and when he asked me to dance… I did. We danced for what seemed like hours, just the two of us, in the shadows of the bonfire. I felt so… so comfortable and relaxed… and appreciated. He really was a gentleman, not straying his hands or trying to get anything other than simply dancing.” Annie said and smiled as she leaned her head back on her neck to look into the sky above… seeing the past.

Tom noticed this out of the corner of his eye and wondered if this was the first time she had shared any of this story with anyone. He felt touched that she was sharing it with him now, even though it still left many questions to be answered. Annie turned her head and studied her son again in silence for a few moments. Perhaps deciding on whether to continue with the story or not. Reaching again with her left hand on his knee, she gave it a light squeeze and then continued.

“I’m not a whore or a loose woman, Tom. I never have been. I… I never would have thought of straying from your… from J.D. It’s just that, at that moment, that night. I was so… so needy. And to have been given such simple kindness freely, I was hungry… no…starving for… more. At the end of the dance when the music was changing to some other song… we stood arm in arm, face to face. Those big beautiful eyes looking so longingly into my own… I… I kissed ...

... him. He actually pulled back and looked into my eyes to see if I were being serious or… Then he kissed me.” Annie said again in what sounded like a dreamlike state.

Tom risked turning his head to look at his mother’s face. Her eyes were closed as she relived the memory of that night. The contented if somewhat saddened smile on her face made his heart lurch in his chest. Oh, to be able to make her, or… Lee… feel that. To cause them to smile like that. If only…

“I don’t know how long we kissed. I don’t know how we ended up in a secluded spot where no one could see us or know we were there. I do remember how I felt as he continued to kiss me… to…to make love to me.” Annie literally gasped after the last bit.

“Mom… I” Tom began only to fall silent again as he felt her hand on his knee squeezing again.

“Let me… finish. I know it might not be something you want to hear, but it is something that you deserve to know and… need… to know.” Annie said firmly and somehow with a bit of remorse in her voice.

“We made love. There’s no other word for it, Tom. It wasn’t just sex. I had had that many times with others, especially with J.D. No. This was making love. This man was gentle and caring and oh so…wonderful. I may have strayed, that one time… but I’ll never regret it if I live to be a hundred years old. But there’s another reason that I won’t regret it, too… it’s you.” Annie said, turning to look full on at her son.

Tom set his right hand atop of hers that was still ...