Message-ID: <34252asstr$1009109456@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: thedisciplen@yahoo.com (DiscipleN) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 23 Dec 2001 08:55:00 GMT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: 23 Dec 2001 00:54:59 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} One if by Son, Two if by Mom (8/10) [mF, incest, mom, son] Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2001 07:10:56 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw One if by Son, Two if by Mom by DiscipleN Copyright (c) 2001, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved. This work may not be used for any commercial purposes without prior, documented consent from the owner. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 8 Helen was surprised to find Eric less interested in sleeping with her. Although she had decided to control their sexual explorations, her resolve weakened as opportunities failed to present themselves. He began staying late after school, and when he finally got home her son would act too tired to respond to her subtle suggestions that she was interested in continuing the games they played one morning not so long ago in her big bed. Helen was too shy to try to entice her son more openly. She offered herself to him by wearing thin shirt tops without a bra, or smiling suggestively during dinner. He only talked about everyday things. She knew she could never bring herself to really seduce her son. She began to worry that she had frightened the boy, but she was more afraid of bringing up the subject. The most affection her son showed her was returning her intimate hugs, sometimes pressing the side of his face against her trembling tits. He would kiss her cheeks, in response to her more passionate kisses. Eric went to bed early and left for school as soon as possible each morning. Helen had taken to masturbating with her dildo every night trying to expend her building sexual frustration. She cried out her son's name over and over and then cried herself to sleep. She felt helpless in her own home, unable to confront her fervent wishes and embarrassing fears. The phone rang one afternoon as Helen stared dejectedly at the flickering television. Her usual tidy habits had fallen into occasional fits and spurts to keep order in her home. Truthfully, neither she nor her son caused much disorder as he was never home long and she sat and moped. To her surprise, it was Jimmy. "Uh, hello Mrs. Drost. Is Eric there?" "Why Jimmy, it so nice to hear from you. No, Eric is still out. He hasn't been home very much lately. Hasn't he been with you?" "No, and I thought we were best buddies too. Darn him. I wanted to go out and play." "Well of course you do," Helen was even more surprised that Jimmy didn't know where Eric was. She knew how much her son disliked school. She couldn't imagine him staying late willingly. She briefly wondered if something had happened at school to her boy. "Who else does Eric play with?" "I don't know. I never seen him with anyone else. I saw him talking to Naomi the other day, but she's just a stupid girl." Now Helen began to really worry. She knew that her son was just beginning to discover girls in a new and adult way, but she never considered that she might already have a rival. However if she were just another teenager, then she couldn't very well feel jealous. Eric had every right to play with other kids his age. Even, she sniffed, if he played intimate games with them. "Well, someday you'll want to play with girls too." "No way. Girls are nothing but trouble. My mom says so." "I'm sure she's very concerned for you, but girls have lots to offer boys." Helen found herself puzzled at her own words. Why did she say that? "I dunno, maybe. I like you b-better than any girl." He stammered quickly. "Well, you certainly know what to say to turn a girl's head." Helen cooed delightedly. She was suddenly thrilled that little Jimmy would think so. "G-gosh, I wish I could play wi..." Jimmy voice tapered off. Helen blushed. "Jimmy?" She asked cautiously. "Huh?" "What were you going to say?" "I-I just w-wondered, maybe if you weren't busy..." She heard him gulp on the other end. "Do you want to play with me?" Helen asked very quietly. "Uh, h-huh." "That's okay Jimmy. We could play if you really want to." She felt her stomach lurch. Helen could help but remember how she had come watching the boy play with himself as she stood before him naked, and how he had told her she was lots prettier than his mother. Would he still find her desirable after she had so blatantly exposed herself to him? Helen had to find out the answer. If Eric had lost interest, maybe her only other route of sexual satisfaction was through his best friend. "You have to come over right away, before Eric returns from school." "Gosh, really? I'll be right over." It didn't take Jimmy more than ten minutes from hanging up the phone to ring her doorbell. Helen fretted and worried the whole time. What had she done? Didn't she realize what kind of trouble she could get into? Maybe she should tell him that she really was too busy to play, she considered. Helen answered the door and gave Jimmy a big hug as soon as he walked in. "Oh, I'm so glad you could come over. Now what would you like to play?" Helen threw her cares to the wind. She stood anxiously, trying to smile as friendly as possible. Jimmy's mouth didn't move for a second. He was staring at the older woman dressed in a loose, thin t-shirt, and short comfortable pants. He could tell she wasn't wearing any bra. His tongue slipped out of his mouth involuntarily and moistened his lips. "I-I..." He stuttered in awe of the beautiful figure waiting for him to make the first move, but still he wasn't sure. "Yes honey?" "I-I wish we c-could play, uh you know, on your couch, like..." Helen almost fainted. She could barely whisper her response. "Oh, you mean like last time?" Jimmy blushed. The sight of her firm, trembling titties were too much for him. He blurted out. "I think you're so beautiful, Mrs. Drost!" Helen hugged the boy again. This time she made sure his head pressed firmly between her tits. She then realized how much she needed to be with this darling youth. She stroked his short hair softly. "Oh, I'm so glad." Together they walked over to the couch. Jimmy took full whiffs of air, smelling the woman's warm, soft tits. They smelled like heaven. The two inseparable figures bent to sit down as they hugged each other and fondled all the parts they could reach. Helen felt the boy's hands timidly trying to approach her tits as she reached down and fondled his ass through his play clothes. She turned her body so her tits contacted his hands and she was happily rewarded when he dropped his pretense and grasp one of them boldly. "Oh Jimmy you are such a man." "I think you're really neat." Jimmy petted her tit with one hand and held on to her body with the other. Helen ran her hands down his back and she kissed him on his cheek and neck, nibbling. "Your hand feels so good on my tits. Would you like me to take off my top. You can even kiss them and suck on them if you want." "Yeah, take off your shirt, Mrs. Drost." "Okay." She straightened upright and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She tugged the piece off with a single movement. Her supple titties bounced heavily. Jimmy stared frozen at the sight of her amazing breasts. His mouth hung open for a second, but then he reached out a hand to touch her bare skin, brushing against the side of her tit. He stroked one hand across her breast as his other hand lightly grasp the other nipple. "Owe, thank you Jimmy. I need your hands." Helen leaned into his touch and she kissed him again. "Wow, I'm playing with your titties, Ms. Drost." "Yes, and so nicely too." Helen reached between her legs and pushed her fingers against her crotch band. She was already moist from horniness. She cooed. "What do you have that I can play with, hmmmm?" "Gosh, Ms. Drost, I dunno." "What do you like to play with when you're by yourself?" Jimmy blushed deep red. He pulled his hands back from her supple tits and pressed them into his lap. "Aw, Jimmy, that's okay. Can I see it?" Helen placed one hand on his hands. Jimmy nodded, still red. The older woman then peeled one of Jimmy's hands off his lap. The boy slid his other hand away. She unbuttoned his small jeans and zipped down the short zipper. The bulge of his cock burst out from within his white underpants. She had to stand him up to pull his pants down to his ankles. The still embarrassed boy stood frozen, his hard cock was a white, cotton bulge. On her knees, Helen looked up at the boy's red face. It had a smile on it. "There, is this okay?" She reached for the stretch band around his waist. Jimmy nodded. "Oh, thank you Jimmy. I want to play with you so much!" Helen peeled the boy's underwear down and his wonderful boy prick bounced out. Without thinking, Helen kissed the delightful boner and rubbed her face against it. A spasm shot through both of them. She felt the boy's hands grab her hair. "Mrs. Drost, that feels so nice!" Helen found herself in an slightly awkward situation. She had kissed the child's upthrust penis in a moment of revelation. Now the boy was pressing her head into his sweet smelling crotch. She hadn't realized how much she had stimulated him! His cock rubbed into her face and on her cheek. It even poked into her ear once. Without knowing it, the boy was lightly thrusting his hips into her face, a natural reaction. "Jimmy. Don't you want to play with my tits?" She tried to get up, but the boy's hands in her hair resisted. "Un-uh." He moaned, and pulled her hair. "OOWW!" Helen cried out from the sharp pain. That is when the boy's hard prick popped into her mouth. She tried to dislodge it by turning her head, but then she heard the boy say. "Wow, Ms. Drost, that's incredible!! I never felt anything like that before." He started thrusting harder, and his hands clenched her hair. It really started to hurt. Helen didn't know what to do. Jimmy was for all purposes fucking her mouth, although she wasn't sucking on it. She had sucked her husband's penis long ago, but she had never imagined having Jimmy's big cock in her mouth! Her husband had tasted strong and salty, but she soon discovered that the boy's clean, hairless cock tasted sweet. She found she really liked the savory taste, but she didn't like the fact that the boy was keeping her in a submissive position. She might have even sucked on the boy's prick willingly if he hadn't thrust it into her mouth and kept pounding away against her tongue while he pulled on her hair. She tried to tell him, but his cock got in the way of speaking. "Boy oh boy, you're fantastic!" Jimmy kept fucking her mouth. He could feel his balls swell up and fill with cum. Helen knew the boy was excited. He probably didn't really mean to force her to kneel while he pumped his hard cock into her face, but he was caught up in the sudden whirl of feeling of having his prick inside something warm and wet for the first time. Helen didn't know what to do. If she let Jimmy continue he might squirt his cum into her mouth. He might gag her with his young cock juice. She turned her head from side to side, but that just excited him more. "Yeah, Mrs. Drost, yeah!" Jimmy was starting to feel like he could cum at any moment. Helen despaired. All she had wanted to do was show her body to Jimmy and let him play with his sweet tasting dick while she masturbated in front of him, and let him suck her titties. Now she was forced to kneel in front of the boy while he fucked her soft, hot mouth. Her tits bounced to his rhythm. The fire in her loins suffered equally. Jimmy was getting hotter and hotter as he plugged away into the woman, but Helen thought she was going to cry. Jimmy started to yell. "Ooohhh, oooooohhhh, Ms. Drost, Ms. Drost. I think, I think... I'm going to... OOAAAAAHHHHHHGGGG!!!!!" Boiling cum shot out of his dick and slammed into Helen's mouth. She gagged, and to save herself, she started swallowing the thick, hot goo as fast as he blasted it into her abused throat. He hugged her head with all his little boy might as his pulsing dick poured gob after gob into the woman's face. Helen gagged and coughed. Tears welled into her eyes, and she tried to pull away, but her hair screamed at the attempt. "Mrs. Drost, you're wonderful!" Little Jimmy didn't even realized what he had done, except he had the best cum in his entire life. Only after the last drop of spume squeezed out of his prick did Jimmy finally release the woman's hair. Helen coughed and coughed, freeing her mouth from the boy's still rampant cock. She swallowed the last of Jimmy's cum and breathed with heavy gasps. "Mr. Drost, Ms. Drost, What's the matter?" Suddenly Jimmy noticed her distress. Before, everything had been just a fog in his brain. "Oh my gosh, what did I do?" Helen couldn't answer the boy at first. She still struggled to cough the boy's otherwise sweet tasting cum out of her airway. Now Jimmy was in tears. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know. Oh, please Mrs. Drost. I didn't mean to hurt you!" "COUGH! Oh, ACK, Jimmy, cough - cough, I know. You were just too excited." Helen tried to put on a brave face. She knew she had let things get out of hand. Maybe it was for the best if she didn't play with Jimmy. Jimmy sat down on the floor next to her and hugged her. She smiled at that. Her breath finally returned. Helen even secretly delighted in the sweet warm flavor that remained in her mouth. She hugged Jimmy back. Helen wasn't the only member of her family that was feeling down. Little Eric Drost had been hurt twice in one day. Right after school, he had raced down the halls to Ms. Cottin's room. Almost everyday since he had fucked the graying haired woman, they had locked the door and played lots of games together. When Ms. Cottins had been busy, like today, he could always find Naomi somewhere between school and her house, and they sucked and fucked until both of them came, and then they would do it all over again! In fact Eric had been fucking so much lately he had forgotten all about how his mother had let him suck her breasts and how she would let him jack on his dick and squirt cum all over her. He never imagined that maybe she would like to play even better games. But today, Eric couldn't even find Naomi. When he went to her house and knocked on the door, nobody answered. He had thought about just jacking off in the bushes nearby, but it just wasn't the same as being surrounded by a soft, juicy, hot cunt or sucking mouth. Discontent, he wandered back home. When he opened the door and walked into the living room, what he saw there stunned him. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+