In the soft twilight of the late autumn evening, Jason stepped out of the cabin. He could see his mother sitting by the lake. They had come to this rustic setting, in the countryside to get away from the city and find calm and solace. The final settlement of his parents' divorce was finally over. It had been a traumatic time for both of them. The cabin was one of the properties in favor of his mother's settlement.
Jason, the only child of Frank and Jenny is 20. The young adolescent was attending college. As it was a week's term break from studies, he had accompanied his mother to this beautiful hideaway. Their nearest neighbor was a farmhouse beyond the rolling hills, which was quite a distance away.
At 43, Jenny is still a beautiful woman and their friends were deeply shocked by the news of their divorce. They could not fathom why Frank had the affair with his colleague. Jenny was the girl that many men had dreamed of marrying. But she had fallen in love with Frank, much to the disappointment of those chasing after her.
Jason was deeply hurt and furious with his father and had a terrible row with him when the news broke. Father and son did not really get along, for some reason. The divorce settlement was fair and his mother could live a very comfortable life. But that was beside the point, as far as Jason was concerned. He was very close to his mother, and he felt for her.
Jason walked out the cabin and headed for the lake. As he neared, Jenny turned and smiled lovingly at him.
She thought how much he looked like his father. He had grown much taller than Frank. She was proud of him, knowing that he excelled in his studies as well as in sports.
"Hi mom," Jason said as he came towards her. "Don't you feel cold, I do," he chided her.
Jenny held out her hand and Jason took it into his.
"Come sit with me and tell me what you have been up to. With all that has happened, we did not have time to catch up with your latest gossips," she smiled at him.
As Jason sat down beside her, Jenny put her head against her son's broad shoulders. At 5ft 8, his mother was almost petite compared to her son, who had grown to almost 6ft 2. He smiled at her and placed his arms protectively around her. They talked about his life at college but he knew that it was just a way of keeping out the personal hurt that she was going through.
He felt her shivered ever so slightly.
"Let's go in mom, it's really getting chilly out here," Jason said, pulling Jenny up.
Mother and son walked hand in hand towards the cabin.
They had arrived earlier in the day and they planned to stay for the next three days.
"Brrrr, yes, now I do feel the wind," Jenny laughed.
When they were inside the cabin, Jenny said they she will prepare dinner and asked Jason to start the fire in the fireplace.
In the serene setting, mother and son sat down for dinner. While they were eating, Jason looked across the small table and looked at his mother. In the quietness of the late evening, he watched her lovingly and realized with mild surprise how beautiful she was. He had always looked upon her as a mother, just like any son. But at that moment, he saw a lovely woman. He could not understand how his father could fall for someone so insignificant as compared to the woman in front of him. Jenny looked up and saw her son looking intently at her.
She looked at him, "what is it," Jenny asked softly.
"Do you know how beautiful you are, mom?" Jason said.
"Is this what you tell all the girls when they have dinner with you," Jenny said teasingly.
"No, mom, none of them could hold candle against you, Dad must be nuts," he said.
Jason could see his mother blushing. It made her look so desirable. Jason realized that he was really taking in the beauty of the woman sitting across him. He suddenly felt awkward, and looked intently at his food. He was taken aback by his thoughts, and what was he thinking?
Jenny could feel the change in the air, the sudden crackling of the burning coal in the fireplace was like a knife cutting into surrounding. She could not understand the significance of the moment. Jason had never said such compliments like that to her before. She looked at him and saw a very handsome young man. She had always taken him for granted as a kid, but he really had grown up.
They ate in silence, both with their own thoughts.
Jason helped his mother clear up after dinner. As she carried the plates, Jason could not help himself as he watched her walking towards the kitchen. She looked like the woman in his dreams. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Conflicting thoughts run through his mind as he saw the woman in his mother, the raven hair falling softly on her shoulders, her still slim waistline, the matured body accentuated by the soft satin blouse that she was wearing.
At that moment, Jenny turned around. Their eyes met and froze.
"What is it, Jason?" her voice almost a whisper. Her heart was beating unsteadily.
"It's nothing mom." Jason replied. "I'm going to shower," he said and almost bolted out of the kitchen.
Jenny just watched him as he left. Her knees were almost weak. Did she see something in his eyes, the longing and yearning of a man? She felt shaken. He is Jason, my son.
As Jason stripped himself to shower, he saw that his penis had gone so hard. He knew what was in his mind. Jason was no innocent child. He had his share of flings with girls at his college. He could not stop himself as he held the turgid gland and masturbated. He came almost immediately, calling out silently, "mom, oh mom" as the imagined vision of his naked mother played on his thoughts, making his sperm spurt out onto the floor of the bath tub. He was horrified by the incestuous vision that clouded his mind.
In her room, Jenny undressed to change into her night gown. As she looked into the mirror, she could see the nipples of her full breasts getting puffy and hard. Sub consciously she touched them with her thumbs and she gasped as they grew harder. "God, what's happening to her," she wondered in shock. She had never touched herself like that before. She could feel her vagina getting moist. "God, he's my son," she whimpered to herself. Jenny quickly put on her night gown and crept into her bed. She tried to banish those thoughts out of her mind but the tingling sensations just would not go away.
The stillness of the autumn night and the loneliness of the room made her get up and open her door. With her heart pounding rapidly, she walked softly into the living room.
In the faint light, they saw each other.
Jason was sitting on the sofa.
"Mom," he called out, with a catch in his voice, and he stood up. He had sat there for almost an hour, trying to come to terms with the wild and sinful thoughts and actions that had transpired earlier. Now she was standing like a goddess in front of him.
He rose to his fee and walked towards her.
As they stood at arm's length, both were in awe of one another and not knowing what to expect. Jason could see his mother's lips quavering. He reached out and she came to him. He clasped her tenderly in his arms. No words were spoken. They just held on to each other, her head against his chest and his resting softly against her the top of her head, his lips against her hair.
As though in a dream, she felt him lifting her up like a child, cradling her in his arms. She did not stop him as he carried her to his room. At the door, he looked at her face and saw the tears. He kissed the tears off her cheeks. He walked to his bed and gently placed her on it.
In the subdued light of the table lamp, her eyes watched him. Jason opened his night robe and let it drop onto the floor. Her son stood naked before his mother. She saw his masculine body, not with ugly muscles, but trim and firm. Her eyes took in his hardened phallus, and his balls. She stifled a whimpered gasp as he knelt up beside her and unbuttoned her night dress. She could feel his trembling hands. Lifting her up by the shoulders, he took the dress off. Then he lifted her buttocks to pull down her pajamas bottom.
Mother and son were nude on his bed.
The cold autumn night made her nipples hard. She imagined that they were standing elongated like succulent offerings to her son. She saw him gazing at her flesh and his eyes looked downwards to her crotch, were her pubic hair curled inwards to cover her secret opening. Jenny lay traumatized, unable to move her limbs. She had never felt this way before, not even with Frank.
They could hear each other breathing deeply as he climbed across her stomach, his body resting on his knees on both side of her, still not touching her. Then his hands reached out, entwining her palms and lifting them and pressing them to the back of the head. His mouth descended onto hers, kissing her lips tenderly and sucking on her mouth. They tasted each other's passion as his tongue seeks hers. They sucked and their saliva mixed as he grew more demanding as they deep kissed. Their mouth would not leave each other as his pre cum seeped out and dripped onto the flesh of her stomach.
Finally, unable to sustain their passionate kiss and gasping for breath, they separated. Their eyes locked as they looked longingly at each other. He moved his knees further up across her breasts. Releasing her hands, he pulled a pillow and rested her head on it. Holding his penis in his right hand, he moved it to her lips. Tenderly, he brushed the tip along her lips, wetting her with his pre cum. She felt the sticky liquid coating her lips like lipstick. She did not open her mouth and he did not insist. He bent down again to kiss her, tasting his own secretion.
Then he turned around, facing her crotch. Pulling her knees up towards his chest, his mouth seeks her opening. The odor of her vaginal secretions intoxicated him. As his mouth descended and clamped onto her vagina lips, she cried out and clamped her thighs, trapping his head between them. Jason lips formed a suction action as he sucked his mother's vaginal opening. Drunk with desire, he wanted to suck his mother's cum into his mouth, to taste and swallow from her fountain of love. His tongue snaked out and penetrated her vagina. As he tongue fucked her, Jenny's love juices began flowing and he took the flow into his mouth. His tongue was deep inside her when he felt his mother taking hold of his penis and inserting it into her mouth. They sucked each other with a fervor which shook their bodies. He felt her stiffened as she went into a shivering orgasm. Simultaneously, he could control himself to hold back as his sperm started ejaculating into her mouth. Holding onto each other tightly, they came long and in continuous spurts. Even in his moment of ejaculation, he did not press his penis into her throat, so as not to hurt her in any way. He could feel himself emptying into her just as she was wetting his face. As their orgasms petered out, her thighs unclamped the grip she had on him. He continued to lick her clean, almost unwilling to leave her swollen and reddened vagina lips and as his tongue brushed against her clitoris, Jenny's hips jerked erratically. After he felt her limp form slumped deep into the mattress, Jason lifted himself off her body to sit beside her. He looked at her face and saw that her mouth was opened, breathing in heaves. He knew that he had spent gobs of cum into her mouth and yet the only evidence of his cum was the thin coating on her lips and the whitish foam-like gummy substance at the corners of her mouth. Jenny had swallowed almost all her son's sperm into her belly.
Sated, Jenny closed her eyes in utter exhaustion. Jason got off the bed and headed for the toilet. He came back with a wet hand towel. Gently, he wiped his cum off his mother's face. He also cleaned off her vaginal offerings between her thighs. By the time he finished, Jenny had drifted off into a deep slumber.
Jason took the thick blanket and covered his mother's nude form. He kissed her cheeks, closed the lights and went under the blanket. They both slept his arms around her protectively. The time was almost 10pm. They had been making love for over two hours.
Around midnight, Jenny stirred and her eyes flew open. What a dream she had, she thought. In the darkness, she felt something on her body. It was an arm holding her. The memory of what happened began to flow in her mind. She wanted to scream but held back. As the fog cleared, she realized that it was not a dream. They had indeed taken full liberties of each other's body. She could hear him gently breathing, as he slept. The bed felt different. Now, fully awake, she realized that she was in his room. Quietly, Jenny got up from the bed and walked out, still naked, to her own room.
Once inside the sanctuary of her room, she locked the door and slumped to the floor, tears falling down her cheeks. She cried in despair at the ultimate sin that they had committed. She felt cold and saw that she was naked. Forcing herself off the floor, she staggered into the bathroom. Switching on the light, she saw her reflection in the full length mirror. The image that looked back at her was of someone who had been truly and completely fucked in the mouth and had her vagina sucked. The utter shame made her burst out in tears again. God, she had committed incest with her own son. She could still taste his sperm in her mouth. Only once in her married life did she allow her husband to cum in her mouth, and she had gagged and vomited. Frank had begged her to do it on their wedding night. She was na? then and she hated it. But tonight, she had taken Jason's so willingly, without him asking her to. And she had swallowed whatever he spurted into her mouth. Unconsciously, her right palm touched her tummy, knowing that her son's thick baby making sperm was inside her stomach. She tried to comprehend how it came to this, but her mind was in complete turmoil. She looked down and saw that her pubic hair was clean but still caked with remnants of her discharge. The faint memory of Jason cleaning her there came rushing back. She felt exhausted and forced herself to take a quick shower. Then she remembered her night gown, still in Jason's room. She could not make herself go back to retrieve it. Putting on a fresh one, she climbed onto her bed and crawled in. The images of Jason flashed in the mind as she drifted off into a deep slumber.
Jason woke up to see the autumn sun drifting lazily into his room. As he sat at the edge of his bed, he saw his mother's night gown on the floor. His heart missed a beat as his thoughts went back to last night. It had really happened. The wondrous images came to mind and he hardened almost immediately. It was true, it really happened. He grabbed a bunch of tissue from the box on the side table and pumped himself. The tissue was soon wet with his sticky discharge. Breathing deeply, he wondered when his mother left his bed. And he realized the enormity of their act. How could he face her? As far as he was concerned, he knew that he loved her, even more now. But then, what about her? Maybe she had left the house, leaving him alone. Could she ever forgive him? How could they face each other now? He knew that they had committed something so terrible. But he wanted her, and yearned for her again and again. Jason took his shower and dressed. With deep apprehension, he left his room and headed out. He felt so worried and lost. The house was quiet. He walked out of the cabin. He saw her sitting by the lake, looking out towards the rolling hills. There was no place to hide, no turning back. Bracing for whatever her reactions; he walked down the path towards her. Yesterday, before it happened, seems light years away.
She heard his footsteps. She was confused, her mind a blank. She dreads facing him, unable to come to terms with her pretense that nothing had occurred.
He sat down, a few feet away from her. She kept looking ahead, not able to face him.
"Morning, mom," he said quietly. Gone was the carefree closeness and rapport they had before.
"Morning," she replied, almost in a whisper.
They sat in silence, both with their own thoughts. The silence was almost deafening. It just could not last. Both knew they had to breach the impasse.
Jason began, "Mom, forgive me, please," he turned to her, "I beg you. Don't turn away from me, I love you, I could give up my life if you hated me," his voice began to break.
Jenny's heart was thumping wildly. She slowly turned to face him. Her tears fell and she sobbed quietly.
"We have committed incest, Jason; it's not your fault alone. I too let it happen, and as a mother, how could I....?" she turned to look the other way.
"Look at me, mom, give me this one chance to tell you what is in my heart," Jason said in anguished tone.
Jenny slowly turned and her eyes lifted to meet her son's.
Her tears tore at his heart.
"After you hear what I say and if you decide to leave for home, we'll go and if you do not want to see me anymore, I'll get out of your life, but I will always love you," he said. "You are my life, mom, I love you so much, I cherish you. I don't care if what happened was illicit, incestuous, or whatever. You are the only woman in my life. I have other girls and women before, but you are the only one I want and desire. If the law provides it, I want to marry you; I want you as my wife, the mother of my children. I did not know before yesterday, but subconsciously, I crave and desire you. That is why I can never fall in love with anyone else. I hate dad for possessing you all this while, imagining him taking his liberties on your body," his confession was out in the open.
Jenny gasped and bit her lips upon hearing her son's anguished outburst. She was lost for words. She did not know that Jason wanted her like that. There had been no inkling of his thoughts. He had always been the one for her to lean on in troubled times, confining in him and he had never let her down. He was her confidant and friend. And now he is telling her that he wants to be her lover.
"I love you too, Jason," she said, looking at him, "always remember that."
She did not know what to say anymore. She got up and walked slowly back to the cabin.
Jason sat alone; he knew that he had crossed the line of no return. Only fate could now decide his path.
He too, walked back to the cabin. Upon reaching, he called out to Jenny. "Do you want to go home today?" he asked her in the hall.
Jenny looked down and shook her head.
Suddenly, things did not look so bleak. He heaved a sigh of relief. Then he told her that he was going for a walk along the countryside and asked if she wanted to accompany him. She replied that she would rather read her book and told him to go as he intended.
His lunch was ready on the table when he got back. Jenny stayed in her room.
They did not meet each other the rest of the day, keeping out of each other's way.
Dinner was a quiet affair. Jason made small talk, telling her about his walk in the countryside earlier.
After dinner, they retired to their own rooms.
The weather turned wet and the rains came, not heavy but insistent.
Jason lay in his bed, but his thoughts kept going back to last night. The wondrous sight of Jenny naked beneath him and the love making they shared made him grow so hard. The sound of the cascading rains added to his terrible yearning for his mother's body. He knew that at some point, he will not be able to stop himself from going to her.
Jenny was in bed, trying to read but the whole day, after Jason's confession, her thoughts kept going back to what he said to her. She tried to forget about yesterday but the beauty of Jason's loving made her tremble. His words kept playing on her mind. "I crave and desire you, I want to marry you, I want you to be the mother of my babies." She could feel hot flushes on her face, and she knew that she was wet between her thighs, just thinking of what her son hand said.
Deep down, she knew that Jason was sincere in what he told her, but then, if only he was not her son, things could be different. And why had she rejected his offer of going home today?
The soft knock on her door brought her back. She knew the inevitable was going to happen. She trembled not in fear but knowing that incest was going to be committed again. She did not answer. She had expected it would happen and did not lock her door.
The door knob turned and Jason let himself in. He locked the door. Jenny had her book in her hand and she looked at him. He came to her and took the book, leaving it on the table. It was so quiet, expect for the pitter patter of rain on the roof. Jenny reached out to switch off the reading light, but Jason caught her hand.
"Leave it on, I want to see all of you," he said.
This time he did not disrobe. Instead he undressed her, slowly and she helped by lifting her body as he peeled off all her night gown. As she lay naked on her bed, Jason placed three packets of condom on the side table. Jenny looked at them and blushed deeply. Her son was going to fuck her tonight.
He sat at the edge of the bed beside her. He kept looking at her naked form, taking in her white alabaster body. He stared longingly at her nipples, large and puffy and elongated, as though reaching out for him. His mouth reached down and his tongue caressed the protruding buds. Jenny opened her mouth and her eyes closed, as she felt the sensation of his wet tongue on her nipples. Then he began to suck on them, making them stand out further and growing very hard. It was as though Jason was trying to drain milk out of her, as the palms of his hands enclosed her breasts and started to knead them. Her knees lifted up slightly as her thighs spread open. As he sucked and caressed her breasts, the moisture glistened on her vagina lips. She grasped his hair, pressing his face against her breasts. Her breathing became ragged as he sucked her. He left her nipples and kissed her mouth. He just could not get enough of her as he sucked her tongue inside his. Jenny had never been kissed this deep before. She gave herself to him completely in throes of surrender. Jason lifted his head and saw that the whiteness of her breasts was now reddened by the suction of his lips.
Jason got off the bed and took off his robe. His penis was throbbing wildly. Jenny lay on her back, her eyes shut and her knees drawn up in exquisite rapture. Standing at the edge of her bed, he put his arms beneath her knees and pulled her to the edge. Kneeling down on the floor, he placed Jenny's legs on astride on his shoulders. He pushed them up till her knees touch her breasts. Her thighs were spread wide open, baring the forbidden treasures between them to his eyes. Her vagina lips opened like an exotic flower, the slit already wet with her honey. Her clitoris was budding out like a miniature penis. His lips closed onto the projectile and he felt her squirming in throes. His closed lips pulled on it and it grew. The womanly aroma of her juices filled his nostril and he could see her vagina lips gaping. He inserted his tongue into her and tongue fucked her deeply, all the while pressing her legs deeper into her breasts as he tried to penetrate as far as his tongue could go. Jenny was moaning incoherently. He pulled his tongue out and licked her openings, moving down to her anus. As his wet tongue, made slippery with her juices, made contact with her tiny star, the sensation was electrifying for Jenny. Her buttocks quivered as her anal ring started clenching with a life of its own. Jason watched in awe and fascination at anal opening. He kissed the crinkled hole and ran his tongue around it. This was the first time a tongue has touched her there and head kept bouncing on the pillow. Jason turned his mother's body so that she was now lying on her side, with her knees drawn up tight against her breasts. Slowly, he spreads open her buttocks and pushed his tongue against her anus. She was tight. Her hand flailed out clutching the mattress. His insistent tongue kept invading and finally her anal muscle gave way as he managed to penetrate the virgin hole slightly. Jenny's heart was thumping wildly at the dirtiness of her son's actions. She never felt so wanton in her life. Then she felt him leave her. But just as fast his hands were on her again. She felt his hardness at her vagina.
Jenny opened her eyes. "No, Jason," she cried out, "I'm still fertile."
But the head of his firm and turgid penis was already inside her vagina.
"I've got protection, don't worry," he said.
Scooping his hands beneath her knees and clasping her buttocks, Jason lifted her mother up to his chest. The virile young man pushed his penis deep inside his mother's opening, into the very channel that had brought him to this world. His slippery lips, wet from her secretions clamped onto hers in a deep kiss as he fucked his mother, bouncing her up and down in mid-air. His penis had grown so firm and hard. Jenny could feel the veins protruding along his girth as he kept fucking her. He felt so deep inside her on each downward stroke. She cried out in pure animalistic ecstasy as her orgasm exploded. She felt him stiffened as he clasped her to him tightly, almost squeezing the breath from her chest. She knew that he was Cumming but the condom prevented her from feeling the hot sperm spreading inside her body. Even when he was spent, Jason kept bouncing her on his still solid tube of flesh, causing her to attain multiple orgasms.
Finally he lifted her off his penis and laid her onto her bed. Jenny opened her eyes to watch him remove his condom. The extended end of the rubber was full of his sperm. Jason went to the bathroom to wash himself. He came back with her hand towel. However, this time Jenny took the towel from him and walked to the toilet on unsteady legs to clean up.
After their torrid love making, they began to feel the cold autumn weather. This night, he slept in his mother's bed. They fucked twice more in the night and the last time, just before dawn, Jenny went down on Jason to suck and swallow the last of his ejaculation. She drained the last drop out of him before both of them fell asleep, clinging to one another. Their love making was almost in desperation, making up for the lost time.
Mother and son woke up to a beautiful day. The rains had stopped in the early hours of the morning. They were lying together naked, under the covers.
"Wake up, sleepy head," Jenny said to Jason, running her hand through his hair.
Jason opened his eyes, looked at his mother and smiled, "Just for another half and hour mom, I'm bushed," he said sleepily.
After all, even for a 20 year old, he had cum four times in the night. They had been insatiable yesterday. The last time he came was when Jenny sucked everything out of him about 3 hours ago. He really wanted to rest. Jenny looked lovingly at the boy. God, she thought, in just 2 days of loving, she had made her come so many times that she had lost count. She never imagined that making love could be so potent, so erotic. For twenty two of the 42 years alive, she probably achieved orgasm less times than she could count on one hand. But in the past two days, Jason had made her into a love machine, churning out multiple satisfactions, the kind that she did not even knew existed. And tonight was their final night in this idyllic setting. She did not even want to think of tomorrow, or how they were going to cope when they were home.
She knew he was tired and left him to sleep. She got up to shower and to prepare breakfast. During the day, it was dangerous to be seen in compromising situations as sometimes hikers going to the hills do drop by for a chat or asking for directions. The local vet used to stop by on his way to the farm across the hill. It was only at night that the place is serenely peaceful and quiet. They had to clean up the cabin today before they leave for home tomorrow. There were chores to be done. She smiled wistfully, well; tonight will still be one more night. How her life had changed so dramatically in so short a time.
As holidays go, the last day seems to just pass in no time. Mother and son now had a wonderful relationship, just like in the past. They joked, laughed a lot and more than that, Jason and Jenny sometimes hugged and kissed each other, not as mother and son, but as lovers. Although Jenny had doubts and premonitions about their future, Jason was happy that life as turned around for him. Being young, the future would take care of itself, which was his philosophy.
After dinner, both of them looked eagerly to the night. It was a night full of expectancy. For Jenny, tonight could also be the last night that they can be so free together. Future liaisons may be secretive affairs, snatching at time and place. She loved her son with all her heart, both as a parent and a lover, but she also knew she had to be realistic. As he grew older, his thoughts will also mature and change. Deep down inside, she understands that this was a stage in his life where like most sons, they had this strange wanting and need of their mother. It was lust and she could forgive him. Anyway, he really did make her feel complete. After it happened, she wanted his just as bad as he wanted her. He is an incredible lover, the way he could make her come and come in exquisite fulfillment.
This night, they met in the hall. They kissed passionately and Jason led her by the hand to her room. As they sat on her bed she felt that her son was hesitant.
"What's the matter honey?" she said softly, wondering if he realized that they had made a mistake.
Jason looked at her with downcast eyes. "I've run out of condoms, mom. Used them up yesterday," he said shyly.
"Maybe we shouldn't go all the way," she said.
They kissed again, this time gently as Jason put his hands inside her night gown and caressed her breasts. The touch of his hands made her nipples grow hard, as though on cue. He kneaded them slowly while Jenny unbuttoned his robe and reached for his phallus. He was already hard. She cupped his testicles, the furry balls that stored his sperm. She held his girth and her fingers could hardly surround its circumference. He was quite huge. His balls were full and resting in the palm of her hand. As she stroked him, her fingers touched his tip and she felt the sticky liquid already oozing out in droplets. Jenny pulled his robe off and bends her head to his crotch. Her tongue darted out to lick his pre-cum. She felt his penis jerked. Her mouth ovaled and she pushed him into her mouth, sucking him gently. Jason looked down at his mother. The sight intoxicated him. Lifting her head up, he made her stand by the bed. He quickly stripped her. He took her by the hand and led her towards the wall at the end of the bed. He turned her around and placed her hands outstretched against the wall. He made her open her legs so that he could see her slit. Jason knelt on his knees behind his mother and kissed the taut slopes of her buttocks. Her bath fragrance made her smell nice. He leaned in and his mouth closed on her vagina lips. Jenny stood on tiptoes as her son tongue lapped her clitoris. Licking and plunging his tongue into his mother thrilled Jason tremendously. Once again he felt her juices running down into his mouth. This time he found it easier to lap it into his mouth. He loved the feel of her pubic hair on his tongue. Jenny pressed her hot face against the cool wall, emitting moans and gasp of pleasure as her son ate her. He then spread her buttocks and gently licked her anus. God, he is wonderful. Then he was poking at her anal opening with his tongue. Just like yesterday, after several ministrations, her anal surrendered to his insistence and opened to accept the tip of his tongue. Then she felt his tongue being replaced by the tip of his finger.
"No, no, Jason," she cried, trying to move her buttocks away from the invading finger. His tongue was soft and she could accept that. She had heard of anal sex but found it to be unnatural and dirty.
But Jason held her by her waist and kept rubbing her crinkled hold. She felt him spitting his saliva onto her anus and his finger suddenly gained entrance.
"Don't fight me mom, please relax," he panted. It was his middle finger and it went it slowly until it was deep inside her bowels. The initial pain was replaced by a feeling she never felt before. She felt him inside her, and he did not move, allowing her to get used to something foreign in her back passage. Jenny breathed deeply, her face burning with shame. How could her son invade her most private part?
Jason stood up, the middle finger of his right hand solidly inside his mother's anal chute. His left hand circled her tummy and walking her slowly, he led her to her bed.
Jenny was gasping at the sex act her son was performing on her.
When they reached the bed, he made her crawl up to the middle. He reached out for two pillows and then made her lie face down, the pillows supporting her stomach. He dropped more of his spittle at her anus and began to slowly pump his finger in and out of her. Tears came to her eyes as she could imagine what she looked like, so dirty, so illicit and yet so mind boggling.
As Jason kept slowly finger fucking her asshole, he moved his head towards her and kissed her cheeks.
Talking softly in her ears, she heard him say, "Mom, I can't fuck you tonight, I don't want you to get pregnant. But I need to fuck you; I want to fuck you without using any condoms. I want to feel you and I want you to feel my penis inside you. I want to feel how it is when I spurt my sperm inside you. This is the only place that you will be safe. I will be gently, I beg you mom," he pleaded.
Jenny shook her head, "No Jason, it is not right, it will hurt me, you are too big, please son, forgive me, please don't do this," she begged.
Jason's heart missed a beat. He felt so ashamed subjecting her to his needs. Slowly he pulled his finger out. He could see her anal ring closing immediately.
Kissing her head, he pulled the blanket to cover her nakedness and left her room.
Jenny felt strangely empty when Jason removed his finger from her bottom. She knew he was bitterly disappointed. She cried herself to sleep.
She awoke and saw that it was two in the morning. She could still hear the disappointment in Jason's voice. And she felt unfulfilled. This was their last night here. She battled the demons in her mind. What if tonight was really their last night forever? Then she made up her mind.
She pushed off the blanket and naked, headed for Jason's room. The light was on.
She opened the door and Jason too was naked on his bed.
He couldn't sleep. He was awake the whole while, living and reliving the sight of his finger in her mother's shapely buttocks.
Jenny came to his bed and switched on the small table lamp. She closed the main light. In the dim silhouetted light, she climbed into his bed and taking the two pillows, she took the position that she had earlier in her room.
"Don't hurt me," she said.
She looked so fragile, lying on her stomach, presenting her most secret opening for his pleasure. His penis grew hard immediately. Jason felt complete love for this woman, who is willing to let him fuck her in the ass, although he knew it was something she feared.
He gently stroked her back and the luscious swell of her buttocks. He would do it to her until she loves it, he promised himself. He kissed her all over her back and pulled her to a kneeling position. He prepared her by making love with his mouth to her vagina and clitoris. Soon Jenny relaxed and felt the beginning of pleasure as Jason could give her by mouthing her there. Her love juices began to drip and flow in abundance. Jason knew he had no jelly to use so he left the room and headed to the kitchen. He took the butter. Jenny was still on her knees when he returned. The erotic sight of his mother on all fours in total submission, with her wonderful breasts hanging down almost made him cum. His imagination began to run wild, visioning her like a bitch in heat and he was about to mount her. Jason climbed back on the bed and position himself, facing her buttocks. He began to lick and torture her rear opening with his tongue, occasionally sucking at the hole. He opened the soft butter and spread it around his turgid penis. He knew he was huge and would probably hurt her. Jenny felt his spreading something soft on her anus. It was smooth and soothing. When he pushed his finger into her, it went it without much resistance. Jason pushed more butter inside his mother's rectum. It did not hurt as earlier. Then she felt him inserting another finger. She flexed her buttocks in anticipation of pain but there was none. She just felt strangely full in her behind. Jason pushed in more of the butter. When he pulled out both his finger, he could see her anus dilated and closed slowly. He pushed her gently down onto the bed so that her buttocks was accentuated and raised up by the pillows resting on her stomach. He opened her buttocks and Jenny felt for the first time a penis being pressed against her forbidden hole, seeking entrance. Her anal ring immediately closed, refusing him entry. Jason whispered soothingly into her ears, telling her to relax her muscles. The flaring mushroom head of his phallus kept pushing and with a hiss, Jenny's anus gave way. He got the head in and it was huge. Jason could see the sweat dripping from Jenny's back as she bite into the bed sheet.
She felt as though a log was lodged inside her rectum. As sweat cascaded down her face, Jason applied more butter around the girth of his solid cock. He pressed slowly in and could see his mother's anus expanding to accommodate his penis.
Jenny's legs began to flail and she felt as though her guts were being torn out of her. The pain was blinding.
At the same time Jason pushed further in until he was complete lodged balls deep inside his mother's rectum. He was breathing hard and stayed motionless, allowing Jenny to get use to his size.
After almost 3 minutes, Jenny got used to her son's size. Then she felt him moving slowly. The pain was lessened and was replaced by a dull throbbing. The anal fuck that Jason was now giving her, slow strokes almost enabled her to feel the unique veins surrounding his girth. She felt so completely filled.
Jason now pressed into her more and he could feel the immense grip her rectal wall was squeezing his penis. The dull throb, having replaced the pain, now turned to new sensation which radiated throughout her entire posterior. Jason began to fuck his mother, his hands reaching around her and pulling her up to a doggie position. He reached for her breasts, his finger and thumbs encircling her nipples and pulling at them. As he felt them elongating and hardening, he fucked her deeply. Jenny began gasping at the erotic love his son was giving her. His final lunge was to push so deep inside her and he gripped her hanging breasts in the palms of his hand. Jenny felt a warm sensation as her son ejaculated his sperm into her bowels. Her rectum felt so full and her breasts seem to grow bigger and harder as her son's love liquid kept spurting inside her. Jason held on tightly to her, until his penis stopped throbbing. He let her lie flat on the bed as his penis began to lose its hardness. He gradually pulled out of her. Her anal ring was distended due to the immense size of his penis. The wide hole gaped and yawn like a fish mouth gasping for air. He could see his cum seeping out and wetting the bed sheet. It was so erotic that Jason gently held her buttocks apart and inserted his tongue inside her ravished hole. The soothing feel of her son's tongue made Jenny cum again.
Exhausted, both of them did not even have the strength to clean up and ended up sleeping, holding each other.
In the early dawn, Jason got up and looked at his mother, still lying on her stomach. The sight made his penis stiffened. He could not stop himself as he licked her anus, tasting the stale smell emitting from her. Her anus was tender and he inserted his penis inside her. The earlier ravishment had made her anus loose and it was easy for him to penetrate. Jenny shook her sleepy head and realized that her son was in her back again. This time he came fast, filling her with his hot balm.
The time had come to leave the cabin. Everything was packed in the car. They were silent, each with their own thoughts. Jenny was driving. Suddenly Jason turned to her and said, "I love you Jenny." He reached out to kiss her cheeks.
Jenny was taken by surprise on hearing him call her by name. As she turned to look at him, she did not see the truck cutting into her path.