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CHAPTER FOUR

For the next day or so, Pete seemed to avoid his mother. Doris wondered just what was going through his mind. She was a little worried. They had been close before this affair had developed. She felt that they should still be close, if not closer.

The boy sat through lunch, picking at his food.

He hadn't said anything during the meal. He pushed back from the table and started to rise.

"Pete," Doris said softly.

"Yet?" He glanced at her, then away. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He carried his dishes to the sink.

"Yes, there is. You've been pretty quiet for the last two days. Please tell me what's bothering you."

Pete turned and looked at her for several seconds. His face softened and he crossed to the table and sat back down. He rested his forearms on the table and looked down at the palms of his hands.

"I guess I'm a little confused about what we've been doing," he confessed. His voice was barely a whisper.

"Why?" Doris reached across and put her hand on his.

"It just doesn't seem right, somehow. You know the guys get a little carried away with their language and one of the dirtiest things for them to say is about a mother."

"And just because it's dirty to them, you feel dirty?" She watched his face as he looked up at her.

"No, but I sometimes wonder if it's right."

They sat for a few moments, looking into each other's eyes. She smiled and squeezed his hand.

"I understand how you feel. At first, I felt the same way. Maybe worse. But I thought it all out and it seems only natural and right."

"Yeah, I know what you mean, but…"

"Let me finish. The girls your own age are still a little young for sex and those that are doing it, are inexperienced and won't have the feelings for you that I do."

Pete sat very quiet and very still for several minutes. His eyes were fixed to the table top as his mind thrashed out her words and ideas. Finally, he looked up at her. His face was relaxed and he nodded.

"You're right. I guess I just have to get the hang-ups out of my system." He smiled.

"Now, anytime you have something on your mind, tell me about it. I go through hell when you mope around here and don't say anything. It was about to drive me nuts."

"From now on, I will," he assured her. "I've got to get out of here. I told Mark that I'd meet him at the theater at two and it's ten till. I'll have to run all the way to make it." He jumped up and kissed his mother's lips.

"Bye. Have a good time," she called after him.

"Bye. See you later," he called back.

The door closed behind him and Doris sat staring at it for a long time. She smiled to herself. Now that she had won him over, it was time to bring about the last step of the seduction. It had been torture, having his cock in her hand and in her mouth and not putting it in her pussy. Her cunt spasmed at the thought of his hard dick, burrowing into it. Tonight was the night.

After dinner, they sat on the sofa and wrestled playfully, laughing and tickling each other. Doris felt like a teenager again. Several times, his fingers had brushed or bumped her breasts through her blouse and she had felt the nipples go hard and hot. Her pussy was wet and warm.

"Hey! Time out!" she squealed. They both dropped back onto the sofa, panting. "I'm about ready for a shower. How about you?" she asked.

"Yeah. I feel a little sticky," he replied.

"I know! Let's take one together!" Doris suggested.

Pete looked at her for a moment. He grinned at her and decided that it was a dare.

"Okay!"

A tremor ran through Doris. Her pussy pulsed and her stomach churned with anticipation. Grinning back at him, she took his hand and rose, pulling him to his feet.

She led him down the hall and into the bathroom.

"I'll undress you and then you undress me," she said. Her voice was thick with passion and his face was fast becoming a mask of lust as he looked at her and let her words soak in.

Without waiting for an answer, Doris undressed him and stood back to admire his swelling cock.

Pete didn't hesitate to undress his mom and in moments they were stepping into the shower stall.

"Now, for the shower," Doris said, adjusting the water flow.

The water sprayed, steaming into the stall. Doris stepped under it and beckoned Pete to join her. Their bodies humped and rubbed wetly together.

"I'll lather you and after you rinse, you can lather me, okay?"

"Yeah," Pete grunted.

He stood still as she worked up a lather in the washcloth and a shiver ran down his spine when she touched it to his shoulder. She smiled at him through the steam and worked the soapy cloth over his shoulders and arms, returning to his chest.

She moved the cloth in circles over his chest and slowly down to his belly. His cock pulsed just inches away.

Doris worked slowly toward the pulsing shaft, savoring the eventual contact. She soaped his belly and then his thighs, avoiding his crotch and his cock. Her hand slipped between his thighs and moved in slippery, soapy circles up toward the sac that hung beneath his cock. She cupped the sac in the cloth and lathered the soft skin. Pete's body was trembling. Her fingers slid upward, wrapping the soapy cloth around his throbbing cock. She stroked the length of it slowly and sensuously.

Pete tilted his head back and his eyes closed. He trembled under her touch. His hips jerked with the intense sensations that her fingers were stirring up in his crotch. Just as he was catching the rhythm of her motion, Doris pulled her hand away from his hard cock.

"Now, turn around," she said hoarsely.

The boy turned his back to her and she re-lathered the wash cloth and applied it to his back. Her hand moved in circles over his hard back, dropping slowly toward his narrow, firm ass. The cheeks of his ass bounced under her brisk lathering. Her fingers pressed the cloth between the firm cheeks and soaped the crack. Her finger slipped back into the soapy crevice and probed gently at the puckered hole hidden there. Pete gasped at the teasing finger as it slipped into the ring of muscle.

Suddenly, her hands left him and then she turned him around and, stepping aside, she guided him under the spray of the shower. Rinsed, he turned to her and took the washcloth.

She stood still as he lathered the cloth. Her wet skin was shiny. His hand reached out, placing the cloth on her shoulder and rubbed the soap over it. She let her eyes close and savored the sensations of his strong young fingers as they lathered her shoulders. The cloth slipped down around her neck and across the tops of her breasts. Her nipples tingled under the caress.

The slippery cloth dropped down the side of her tit and Pete lifted the large hot mound. Doris heard a sigh slip from between her lips. The slippery cloth moved up and brushed her hard, throbbing nipple. A shock of sensation shot through her and she sucked her breath in with a hiss. She opened her eyes and found Pete looking at her through glazed eyes, a slight smile on his lips. She grasped his soapy hand and pressed it against her aching tit. His fingers squeezed, the tips pressing the cloth into her spongy flesh. She pushed his hand to the other mound. The rough, soapy cloth rasped across her sensitive nipple. The fingertips dug into her again.

The hand released its hold and slid slowly down to her belly. The soapy cloth rubbed the surface of it, dipping into her navel and then stroking across the edge of the wet matted bush of hair. She grabbed his hand again and guided it down between the pillars of her thighs. Pete pushed the cloth into the burning slit and Doris groaned as it touched her throbbing clit.

"Enough!" Doris moaned, pushing his hand away. She stepped under the shower and rinsed the lather from her feverish body. Turning the water off quickly, she stepped out onto the bath mat and began to dry herself.

Pete stepped out behind her, a look of confusion on his face. She handed him his towel and then finished drying her body. As he rubbed the towel over his skin, she turned to him.

"I'll be waiting," she whispered huskily. He watched her swaying ass as she left the bathroom.

Doris turned the sheet back on her bed and lowered herself onto it. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs slightly so that he could see the wet lips of her pussy when he walked into the room. It seemed like an hour before the boy stepped into the room. She saw his eyes widen as they fell on the dark pink inner flesh of her pussy. She lifted her hand to him and he took it. She pulled him onto the bed beside her.

"Now, slow and easy. We're going to share the most beautiful thing that we have," she whispered, cradling him in her arms. "Put your hand right there," she said, guiding his fingers to her crotch.

His hand slipped between her spread thighs and touched the hot wet lips of her cunt. Her hips lifted slightly and her legs opened. His fingers slipped between the fleshy lips and brushed her love button. She gasped and pressed his hand tightly against it with her own.

"Rub it, slowly," she instructed.

His fingers stroked at the hard little button, each stroke sending a shiver through her. He watched her reaction closely as he teased and massaged her clit. Her own fingers crept down across his belly and circled the throbbing shaft of his cock. The hard flesh was hot in her fingers.

"That's it! Play with my pussy!" she rasped in his ear.

His fingers strained at her slippery cunt, moving faster as she stroked his cock faster. His hips jerked to and fro under the tugging of her hand. His finger slipped down and plunged into the molten hot wetness of her cunt. His fingertip explored the soft folds of her cunt walls. Doris jerked and bounced as his finger probed into her. She was moaning and gurgling. Her hand tugged frantically at his throbbing cock.

"Put it in! Put your cock in my pussy!" she commanded.

Her hands all but lifted his body onto hers. His hips dropped between her full thighs and his cock bumped the slippery lips of her cunt. She drew her knees up, opening her thighs and reaching between them, guided his jerking cock into her. The bulbous head pushed into her hot hole and the boy grunted as the hot wetness surrounded his straining cock. Her fingers pulled at his hips, urging him deeper. Pete lowered his body, pushing his cock into the clenching cunt.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Doris cried. Pete gritted his teeth and plunged his cock into his mother. His balls slapped against her upturned ass. Doris strained, trying to get just a little more of him into her pulsing cunt.

"So good! So fucking good, baby!"

Her voice was raspy and hoarse.

Her legs locked around the boy's ass and her hands tugged at his ass. He worked his cock in and out of her burning hole, his own body trembling with the passion that controlled it. He began to work faster under her urging legs and hands.

"Fuck, mommy! Fuck me! AH! AH! AH!"

The woman shook and thrashed as her first climax burst in her crotch and flooded through her straining body. Her cunt clutched and squeezed at his plunging cock.

Pete's face became contorted as his climax built inside him.

"Oh, yes, baby, Fill mommy's cunt full! fill me full of your cum!" Doris cried. With the first scalding spurt of cum, her cunt convulsed and she came, too.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Oh! Oh! Mom! Oh!" Pete moaned. His body stiffened and he trembled.

Gush after gush of his scalding thick cum flooded her pulsing cunt. The hot flood pushed her over the edge again and again until she was coming at a machine-gun pace. The boy collapsed onto her heaving breasts, panting for breath. She shivered through one last climax and then cuddled him to her. Her thighs cushioned his hips and her tits cushioned his face. For long minutes the only sound was the rasp of their breath.

"Thank you, baby," she whispered. "It was so good!"

"Thank you, Mom. It was fantastic!" he gasped a reply.

"You don't feel bad about it, do you?" she asked.

"Never! It was too good to believe!"

"For me, too!"

They lay in the dim light of the room, his cock still in her. Then he lifted himself from her warm body and rolled to the side, resting his head on her shoulder.

Doris lay for awhile, feeling the heat of his cum still inside her. She squeezed her legs together and let the sensation spread through her crotch. Pleasure waves still ebbed through her relaxed body from the many climaxes that had shook her. Her fingers stroked his shriveling, slippery cock as she floated on her sea of pleasure.