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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.
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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.
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