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CHAPTER FOUR

She slept awhile. When she awakened, she looked at the clock and saw that an hour had passed. The house seemed quiet. Then she heard someone in the kitchen. Stuart was at the refrigerator. She remembered they hadn't had any dinner yet. She rose from the bed, left her room and went down.

He was in the kitchen eating a banana, standing there in nothing but his undershorts.

"We need dinner," she said.

He shrugged. "I don't mind. I can find something."

"How about a pizza? We can have them deliver it."

"Sure, Mom, whatever you want."

She couldn't help looking at him, at the heavy bulge in front of his jockey shorts. The way the pouch was filled. In the past they'd never made anything of him walking around in his shorts. Somehow, now it was different. Now his spying on her was out in the open. There was something sexual between them now. There always had been, but now it was overt.

She couldn't take her eyes off him. She walked back and forth, puttering in the kitchen, but all the time she was looking at his body. That firm little ass. His arms and chest. The bulge. He was certainly well-hung. Lots of meat between his legs. Big cock and big balls. She remembered the last time she'd seen him, under the sheet that night.

He noticed her eyes on his body and he blushed. "Maybe I should put some clothes on," he said.

She raised an eyebrow. "What for? I see you like this all the time."

"The shorts aren't much."

"It's like a bathing suit, isn't it? When you're at the beach, that's all you wear."

"Well.."

"Don't be shy. Anyway, I'm your mother, remember?" Then she teased him. "After all the looking you've done at me, I ought to make you walk around naked."

She ordered the pizza. They said it would take an hour. Stuart agreed to watch TV with her while they waited.

"Now I'm getting hungry," he said.

"Patience, darling. All good things require patience."

They sat beside each other on the sofa. Her kimono opened to show her thighs, but she made no attempt to pull it together. It seemed silly to worry about that. The guy had seen everything. She caught him looking at her legs now. She was happy she was still wearing the nylons. They made her legs look Sexyl "Do you like my legs?" She extended one foot and turned it.

"They're great, Mom."

"You wouldn't tell me if they weren't."

"Sure I would."

She thought maybe the bulge in his shorts was getting larger. You're like a mare in heat, she thought. She was the mare and he was the stallion. What he had in those shorts was a stallion's cock.

"You're too far away," she said. "You're not doing that on purpose, are you? Mover closer."

He moved on the sofa and then she moved also. Her thigh pressed against his.

"That's better. I don't want this business about the peephole to come between us. Do you promise?"

"As long as you're not angry, Mom."

"I told you I wasn't."

They watched the TV screen. They talked. At one point she deliberately put her hand on his thigh. She took it away and then she put it back again. The television drama concerned an adulterous love affair. She scraped her fingernails across Stuart's muscular thigh.

"Sex is exciting, isn't it? I mean, that's one of the things you find out as you grow up.

He blushed and nodded. "I guess so."

"Did you get very turned-on looking at me? If you don't want to talk about it, say so."

"I don't mind."

"That's good. It's better to be open about it."

"You're a dream, Mom. Looking at you is damn exciting. I guess that's why I did it."

She kissed his cheek. "I don't know if I'm a dream, but you're certainly cute."

"You're beautiful."

She smirked at him. "Especially without clothes, huh?"

"All right, I won't tease you.

She looked down at his lap, and now for the first time she saw that he had a hard-on. Their eyes met and he blushed. "Maybe I ought to put some pants on."

She laughed. "Don't you dare. I've seen erections before, you know."

"I'm embarrassed."

"Don't be silly." She stroked his thigh. "Is it me or some girl you're thinking about?"

"It's you." Then he jumped as her hand suddenly touched the bulge of his cock. "Oh Jesus!"

"It's all right, don't be shy about it." "Jesus, Mom!"

But he didn't move. He stayed right where he was, beside her. She touched the base of his cock again, this time with her fingertips. He had his cock pointing up towards his belly, a stiff poker under the cotton of his jockey shorts. She ran her fingertips along his cockshaft.

"You're as hard as a rock," she said. "I can't help it."

"It's nothing to be ashamed of."

He was so big. The massive shape of his cock made her quiver with excitement. She knew this was a first. She had never touched him before, not since he'd been a young child. Now she had her fingers dancing up and down along the length of his swollen cockshaft.

She massaged his cock gently. She could feel the heat, the throbbing of his prick beneath her fingers. To touch him like this was terribly erotic. His man-muscle twitching beneath her hand.

He laid his head on the back of the sofa and groaned as she continued to fondle him. Now she was measuring him, her fingertips along each side of his cock to test its thickness. His prick hardly tapered towards the tip. It remained thick all the way. And then his lovely prickknob. The fat mushroom of his cockhead. When he groaned again, she kissed his cheek.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, but maybe we shouldn't." "Do you think it's wrong?"

"I don't know."

"It's not wrong. Don't you always say I'm your best girl?"

"And you're my best man."

She wanted to feel his cock inside her cunt.

She wanted him to fuck her. She told herself she would teach him to be a perfect lover. They couldn't turn back now. She needed him too much. She chuckled softly.

"Anyway, I can tell you're excited, can't I?" He had his head bent now. He was watching her fingers as they played up and down the shaft of his cock through the cotton of his undershorts. He said nothing. He seemed hypnotized by the sight of her hand on his prick.

Her fingers slipped inside the waistband of his shorts. She pulled at it. He groaned and raised his ass. She pulled his jockey shorts down to below his balls and now his cock was free.

His thick prick twitched against his belly. His cock-knob was a darker pink than the shaft, as dark as the pink of his balls.

"Now that's a cock!" She took hold of him. She carefully curled her fingers around his cockshaft to get the feel of his meat, the feel of his hot cockflesh. "Mmmmm, baby, how hot you are! You're close to coming, aren't you. What a man you are! What a gorgeous cock!"

His cock was indeed gorgeous. So long and thick. She studied it. She feasted her eyes on his prick. She told herself that if she had to judge a perfect cock, this was it. A woman's dream. She hadn't seen one as nice as this in a long time.

No, she had never seen one as nice as this. This was her own son's cock and there was no other like it.

"Don't move, darling."

She started stroking his cock, her fingers moving lightly up and down his cockshaft. tugging the velvety skin up to his prick-knob and then down again.

He groaned. "Jesus, Mom "I know, baby. Just lie still and let me take care of it."

His cockhead glistened with fuck-juice. She spread the fluid over his mushrooming prickhead with her fingertip. Then she stroked him again, this time, more firmly. After a moment, she slid her fingers to the base of his cock and squeezed the tube of muscle to make his cockhead swell.

"Beautiful!" she said.

She suddenly went down on hint. He hissed as she dropped her head to lick the tip of his prick. She lapped up the juice brimming in his pisshole. She licked the entire knob of his cock with a swirling motion of her tongue.

Then she took his cockhead between her lips. Her first mouthful! She left it there, just the head of his cock between her lips. The heat of his cock on her tongue. Her teeth pressing gently into the spongy flesh of his cockhead..

Then down. More and more of his cock inside her mouth. The ring of her lips slowly sliding down his cockshaft. She filled her mouth with his prick, her jaws wide-open because he was so thick around. She took all of him. She relaxed her throat muscles, forced the ring of her throat around his cock until she had her nose in his cockbush.

Then she pulled back. She had to pull back in order the breathe. He rolled his head and groaned. She had one hand on his belly and she could feel the sweat pouring off his body.

She pulled her lips free and cupped his heavy balls. "I want you to come. in my mouth."

"Jesus, Mom, are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. I want you to go off in my mouth."

She filled her mouth with his cock again. This time, she began pumping him with her lips. Up and down. Her head bobbing as she sucked his throbbing cockflesh. Faster now. The ring of her lips tightening to pull at his cockskin. Her tongue swirling at his fuck-knob.

He grunted as he-started spurting. The warm jism came jetting out of his pisshole to hit her palate. She held his knob between her lips and milked him with a rhythmic tightening of her mouth. She couldn't get enough of it. His precious spunk. She felt as though she had waited for this moment all her life. She kept sucking him until she had milked him dry, until whatever he had was hers.

Sue pulled her mouth off his cock and held his prick in her hand. She sat up. "Was it nice, baby?"

He groaned. "I never came so hard!"

She squeezed his prick and chuckled. "It was nice for me, too. You gave me so much spunk."

"Sometimes there's really a lot of it."

"That's because you're young and healthy. I bet these lovely balls will fill up again in no time. Look at this, your cock never really went soft. You're like a stallion. It's a stallion's cock."

"It's just ordinary."

"No, it's not. This cock is something special."

"Oh Mom!"

"Anyway, I loved having you come in my mouth. It's our first, isn't it? Now that the first one is behind us, we can take more time"

After that, she took him in her arms. She kissed his lips. He was bashful at first about opening his moth. She chided him. She told him she had just sucked him off and it was silly not to kiss the right way. When they kissed again, this time he opened his mouth and she captured his tongue.

Then they broke the kiss and he nuzzled her tits. "I love you, Mom."

"And I love you too, darling." "Did you really like it when I came in your mouth?"

"I loved it."

"A girl once told me it doesn't taste so good."

Pat laughed. "She's wrong, darling. A real woman loves the taste of a man. And your taste is better than most. Really wonderful. You can tell that girl she's crazy."

"I don't see her any more."

"What about the others? Do they suck your cock sometimes?"

"Sure."

Pat snickered. "Are they any good?" "Not as good as you." "You're just saying that." "I feel funny talking to you like this." "I don't want you to feel inhibited about talking. It's better to talk about sex. Most people don't talk enough. Always say what's on your mind."

"Okay."

"Tell me what you want now." "Can I suck your tits." She smiled. She opened her kimono and hefted one of her tits in her hand.

"Here," she said, "suck my nipple." She made a sound of pleasure when she felt his mouth on her tit. He sucked vigorously, his lips and teeth pulling at her nipple until it turned into a swollen spike. Then she gave him the other tit. He worked his mouth over it. Both nipples were out, the pink nubs glistening with his saliva.

"I guess you like tits," she said.

"I like these tits."

She toyed with his cock. She fondled his balls and jacked his cockskin up and down with her fingers. She loved the feel of his fuckmeat in her hand. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"You know I do."

"I don't know," she teased. "Maybe it'll make problems for you. Guys are not supposed to fuck their mothers."

"You promised."

"So I did. Look at this, look how hard you are."

"You turn me on, Mom."

"What did you do in that closet? Did you jerk off when you watched me?"

He blushed. "Yeah."

She thought of his hand pumping his cock, his jism spurting in the closet as he looked at her body. "You won't have to do that any more," she said. "Things will be different now."

"When can I fuck you?"

She squeezed his cock and chuckled. "My eager beaver. Let's wait until after we have our pizza. Can you hold out?"

He looked unhappy. "I guess so." She thought about sucking him off again, but she decided against it. It would do them both some good to wait awhile.

When the pizza finally arrived, she cut it up and served it on plates in the dining room. Stuart had a robe on now. They sat at the dining room table and talked about his plans for the next school holiday. It was-hard to believe. such an enormous change had occurred in their lives. Now he was more than just her son, he was her lover too. In a little while they would fuck for the first time. She was thrilled at the idea of it. It seemed so perfect.

After they finished eating, she took him up to her room. She wanted the first time to be on her bed. He had watched her masturbate on the bed and now he could make love to her on the bed. She hungered for it. The anticipation made her quiver.

She made him sit down on the bed. Standing in front of him, she slipped out of her kimono and dropped it onto a chair. She could see the excitement in his eyes. How thrilling it was to show herself to him. She still had her stockings on. She placed one foot on the edge of the bed and rolled the stocking down her leg to remove it. Then she did the other one. His eyes remained glued to her crotch. With one foot on the bed, she knew he could see a good deal of her cunt.

"Go on, look," she said. "Don't be afraid to look."

She moved closer to him. She put one foot on the edge of the bed again to expose the lips of her pussy-slit. Using her fingers, she opened her cunt and pulled at her flesh to reveal her clit.

"See that little thing? That's my joy-button."

"I know," he said.

Stuart's senses were reeling. He could feel his heart pounding. This was different than watching her through the peephole. Here she was with her body so close to him.. The heavy fruit of her tits hanging over him. Her fingers holding her cunt open so he could see it. The wt pick flesh. Her clit like a pink little berry. He couldn't see her pussy-hole. The way she was standing, her cunt-hole was too far down to be visible. He felt his cock twitch under his robe as he gazed at her wet crotch..

"What are you thinking about?" she said. "About your pussy."

"Does it turn you on?" "You know it does." "Show me."

He opened his robe to show her how stiff his cock was. She looked at it and smiled. Then she dropped her leg to the floor to stand on both feet. She held her arms out to him.

"Come here, lover."

He rose up. She made him slip out of his robe and then they moved into each other's arms. They pressed against each other, one naked body rubbing against the other. She laughed softly as she rubbed her tits against his chest. She fondled his ass and he did the same to hers. She mewled with pleasure as his fingers squeezed the flesh of her asscheeks.

Then she pulled back a bit. She took hold of his cock and stroked it slowly. "I know you want to fuck, but let's get really worked up first. It makes it better for me."

He said he would do whatever she wanted. She made him get on the bed. She stretched out beside him and then pulled his face her tits and told him to suck them. She held her tits in her hands to squeeze her nipples out. She craned her neck and watched him as he lapped and sucked each nipple.

"Oh, that's good," she said. "That's the way I like it."

Stuart was in heaven. He's dying to get his prick in her cunt, but everything they did was exciting. He could play with her tits for a week. She had the most exciting tits in the world.

All the while, he worked on her tits, she stroked and squeezed his cock. She knew the delay in fucking was driving him crazy.

She was determined to take her time. She wanted the first fuck to be something fabulous, something they would remember forever. She also wanted other things from him than just his cock. After a while she pushed at his head.

"Now down there," she said.

He knew what she wanted. He had eaten a pussy before. He knew a few girls who wouldn't fuck unless you gave them head first. He had to suck their pussies before he fucked them. But this was his mother. This was something-special. The idea of sucking her cunt made him tremble with excitement.

Pat coaxed him along. She had him kiss her belly first. Then the insides of her thighs. They talked about her pussy. She held the fat lips open with her fingers while he sniffed it. They both laughed as he rubbed his nose against her clit.

"Now your tongue," she said. "Do it slowly. Tease it first."

She pulled her knees back to her tits to open her crotch. She held his head with her hands. She closed her eyes and grooved on the feel of his mouth on her hot flesh.

She had him lick her clit a good five minutes. She didn't come. He was too inexperienced for that. The next time would be better. She would teach him. They would have lovely times together. She would teach him everything.

"Now we can do it," she said. "I want your cock inside me now."

She kissed him as he moved up between her thighs. She could feel the excitement in his body. She fondled his asscheeks and then slipped a hand between them to find his poker-stiff cock.

"Come in, baby," she said. "Come inside my pussy."

Stuart quivered. He could feel his cockhead nuzzling the outer rim of her cunt-hole. With a deep groan, he pushed forward to bury his cock in his mother's cunt.

Pat knew he wouldn't last long. She didn't care. The joy of what was happening was enough for her. She came before he did. Then she came again when he shot his load. She gripped his ass as he slammed his cock into the deep oven of her cunt.

His hot spunk! she thought. She would have more of it. She would have as much of it as she could get.