A MATERNAL AFFAIR-FULLY UPDATED by crazytownfucker - Sex Stories

A MATERNAL AFFAIR-FULLY UPDATED by crazytownfucker

... She felt compelled to keep her lips on Jake's, unable to pull away. She sensed Jake moving his arm and she was sure that he'd push her away, but instead he placed his hand on the back of her head as if to keep her in place. The boy started kissing his mum back, grinding his lips to hers. His mouth opened a little and Debbie felt an intense thrill of dark desire when she sensed Jake's tongue dart into her mouth. She moaned inwardly and responded by pushing her own tongue into the boy's mouth, both of them actively frenching each other, kissing wantonly like lovers. For a full minute they snuggled before they parted, smiling nervously. "Sorry mum," Jake shrugged, "I got carried away." "That's okay honey," said Debbie, flushed and aroused but certain that one of them - her son or herself - had done something wrong. "We shouldn't have done that honey, not really." "Why not?" "I'm your mum sweetheart. I shouldn’t be doing things like that." "Well, it was me that started snuggling you with tongues and things." "Yeah, but I showed you my breasts. Oh look, let's forget about this honey. We had a bit of wine - only one glass admittedly, but neither of us is used to alcohol - and got carried away. It was fun but we shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry." "Okay mum," Jake sighed, cutting his losses. They both nervously turned round so they sat side-by-side again. They watched some more TV before going to their respective beds at midnight. They cheerfully said goodnight to each other ...

... upstairs before going into their separate rooms, and Jake was sad that there was no goodnight kiss that evening. CHAPTER II: JUST A BIT OF FRIGGIN FUN Debbie and Jake felt okay the next morning, neither mentioning the incident last night. They felt no discomfort in one another's presence and Jake spent the day washing the car, helping his mum with the housework and then, in the evening, going round to a friend's house. In the house alone, Debbie had been working out in the living room when, as she did he exercises, she'd began to think of last night. She had suddenly become very horny, thinking of her son's touch on her tits and the way they'd got carried away and snogged. Turning off her music tape, Debbie had felt possessed by rampant horniness, her usually abstract sexual fantasies of been made love to by anonymous hunky men cast aside in favour of explicit thoughts about her son. She had stripped off in the living room and sat on the sofa and frigged her hot pink slit. After she had climaxed, Debbie wasn't satisfied, so she had rushed upstairs and into Jonathan's bedroom. She had lain on the boy's bed and masturbated, thinking about her son, remembering how hard his cock had felt when she accidentally touched it last night, sliding two fingers into her hot snatch whilst shoving two more up her tight arsehole. Only after two powerful climaxes did Debbie's rampant desires and thoughts subside. The naked blonde had sat up on the bed, shocked at the lust that had possessed her, ...