Predatory Mothers

by Ironbuddah

Chapter 5: Out the Back Door

Ariel woke up at 7:30. Her pussy was sore from the dildos and vibrators she had been pounding into it all night long, but she still craved more. Specifically, she wanted her son's big hard cock inside her once more. She couldn't ever remember being more frustrated. She wanted to go wake him up, but the direct approach seemed to be backfiring for her. Her body was so stunning; she had never needed to tease a guy into approaching her. Subtle seduction was unfamiliar territory for her.

“That guy at Home Depot almost had his eyes pop out of their sockets when he saw me in that old tank top. Maybe that would work on my horribly moral son. Why can't he just accept the fact that I'm hot and horny for him instead of worrying about all this incest nonsense? Still, he'll be sleeping in since it is Saturday, so I've got time to watch another porn DVD and get some quality vibrator time before I need to get ready to spring my tank top trap!”

Joseph woke up with one of the most intense hard-ons he could remember in a while. “Damn! You'd think I hadn't banged Dana several times yesterday and then jacked off repeatedly on top of that the way this thing is sticking up this morning. Fuck, I better try to get to school early and see if I can get an extra round or two in with my sexy counselor. It's awfully bright; I wonder why my alarm hasn't gone off? Fuck, it's 10:30! Ah crap, it's Saturday! This is a fucking disaster! I'm going to have to get out of here before I do something stupid with this raging boner!”

Joseph heard the vacuum cleaner running, and he quietly dislodged the chair from under the door knob and peeked out into the hall. He tip toed to the top of the stairs when he saw his mother from behind. She looked to be wearing some kind of undersized shirt knotted in the back. However, her blond hair was so long and thick it was kind of hard to tell exactly what was going on with her shirt from behind. Her hair wasn't long enough to conceal her tiny little waist though.

Her ass was giggling underneath a pair of men's shorts drawn in tight around and low over her flaring hips. “Fuck, I want some of that!” Joseph whispered to himself. “What the fuck is wrong with me? That's my mother, but my cock is tingling I want her so bad. Ugh, I think I know what the problem is. I've gotten used to fucking Dana at least twice by this point of the morning. I never thought there would be a down side to having sex with my stacked guidance counselor.”

Joseph turned his head, but he couldn't keep his eyes of his mother's body. The thought, “I don't really want to fuck my mother,” ran through Joseph's mind as he attempted to rationalize his incestuous thoughts. “It's just I need sex so bad, my cock can't help but react. I'll just slip past her while she's vacuuming and get out of the house to clear my head.”

Joseph's plan might have had some small chance of success if his mother had really been vacuuming to clean. However, it was just a ruse to surprise her son with the way she looked wearing his old gym uniform. She had opened up one of her makeup compacts, and had it sitting on the end table so she could watch the mirror to see what her son was trying.

Seeing her son in the mirror, Ariel suddenly turned, and shoved the vacuum cleaner in the direction of Joseph's feet. He jumped back and cowered against the wall. He was paralyzed with fear, but couldn't keep his eyes off his mother's body. Her midriff was bare, and her big tits were hanging out under the knotted up tank top. “What's wrong with you?” Ariel asked. “You'd think I'd come after you with a chainsaw the way you reacted.”

Joseph's brain couldn't process his mother's question. Instead he asked a question of his own. “What are you wearing?”

“This old thing? It was all I could find to wear when you locked us out of both our bedrooms. I think it's your old gym uniform. The guy at Home Depot was very helpful when he saw how I was dressed.”

“You slut! How could you wear that in public?” Joseph licked his lips. “It's obscene! Your jugs are hanging out.”

“I'm lucky I hadn't thrown it away. If I hadn't found it I would have needed to go out in a towel. Besides, if you think it looks obscene like this, you should see how it looks when it's not knotted in back.” Reaching behind her, Ariel undid the knot in the tank top, and almost immediately it fell down to partially reveal her nipples. Ariel inhaled deeply, causing them to peak out from the straps of the tank top before sliding back under the straps as she exhaled.

“You're right Mommy! That is worse. Come here and I'll try to arrange it properly.” As Ariel moved closer to her son, one of her boobs popped free. Joseph groaned, but he didn't flee as he had been wont to do in the past. Every time he got his mother concealed modestly, Ariel would move slightly causing anything from a minor nipple slip, to a full boob slip.

With each adjustment he made, Joseph's fingers were making more and more contact with his mother's tits. After causing both of Ariel's boobs to pop free at the same time by pulling too hard on the tank top, Joseph groaned and started feeling his mother up. He just couldn't help himself, and the urgent need for sex he woke up with just got stronger and stronger each time he squeezed one of Ariel's big jugs.

Although he had been very quiet as he worked on arranging his old gym uniform to look modest on his mother's very female body, Joseph gasped in pleasure when Ariel grabbed his cock through his shorts. She wasn't rubbing it or playing with it. Instead she got a good grip on his johnson and simply held on. It wasn't what Joseph expected, but he shuddered with pleasure as his already hard cock released a large glob of pre-cum. The confused teen asked, “Mommy, what are you doing to me?”

“You've run away from me too many times, but you can't go anywhere until I let you go now.”

“Ugh!” Joseph grunted. “I can't run away now, even though I know I should. I'm too horny and spellbound by your tits. It feels so good to squeeze them in my hands.”

Unimpressed, Ariel squeezed her son's cock tighter while saying, “I'm not taking any chances.”

“Here, I'll prove it by feeling you up under your shirt!” Joseph did just that, sliding his hands under the worn out fabric of his old gym uniform and fondling his mother's bare breasts. “I can't let myself do anything more than feel you up though.” No sooner had these words come out of his mouth though, that Joseph leaned into his mother's chest and began licking and sucking on her her large hard nipples.

Suckling at his mother's large breasts was making Joseph's head swim. He hardly knew what he liked better, licking, squeezing, or sucking on his mother's tits. He was doing all three uncontrollably. He tried to clear his head by coming up for air. When he did so, he blurted out. “Mommy, let me fuck your tits!” Joseph immediately covered his hands with his mouth, and saw his mother beginning to kneel in front of him.

On her knees, Ariel said, “That can be arranged. It's about time you admitted you like playing with Mommy.” Still keeping a firm grip on her son's cock, she started to extract the large tool from his shorts. She could have just yanked her son's pants down, but she was determined not to allow her son to escape her no matter how horny or impatient she felt inside.

Joseph gasped in pleasure as his mother's hand reached inside his shorts gripping his rod without any clothing in the way. Trying to get out of the predicament he found himself in, Joseph tried bargaining with his wanton mother. “I didn't mean it Mommy. Please don't put my dick in your delicious cleavage; let me go back to suckling on your tits. Or let me use one of your toys on you. Don't you keep saying how you need to cum? Let me make you cum with a toy. You don't need to play with my cock!”

“Yes I do!' Ariel growled. She tucked her boy's thick prick under the old tank top, letting it rest between her ample breasts. Joseph groaned, and a large glob of pre-cum oozed from his shaft to lubricate the insides of Ariel's jugs. “Let me help with that.” Ariel stuck out her tongue and drooled onto her son's cock.

“Oh! That feels so good Mommy!” Joseph squeezed his mother's tits tight around his cock and began thrusting. Ariel was making loud noises of pleasure as her son's cock rubbed back and forth between the valley of her tits. “Oh, you little slut! You can come from me fucking your tits? Do you need me to pinch your nipples like this to get off?”

Ariel's body was so primed for human contact, that she did cum when her son played with her nipples as he tit fucked her. However, the feeling of control she had over her son was important to her orgasm as any physical stimulation. “Oh baby! You're being such a good boy to Mommy today. Why were you so bad during the week?”

“No Mommy!” Joseph protested. “You've got it all backward. I was being good during the week, and I'm being bad now. This is still incest!” Despite his protests, Joseph screwed his cock between his mother's jugs with more urgency. He was thrusting harder and working his cock closer to his mother's mouth. Suddenly he shouted, “Lick the head of my cock Mommy!”

Ariel tilted her head down, but rolled her eyes up to keep her gaze locked on her son. As requested, Ariel stuck her tongue out again, flicking it over the head of Joseph's cock at the end of his thrusts. “No Mommy! Don't listen to me. I don't know what I'm saying. Fuck! That feels too good. Stop it Mommy, before you make me cum. I swear I won't stop fucking your tits!” Joseph's voice was quavering, and it was obvious to his experienced mother that her son was close to blowing his wad even without his verbal warning. Wanting to delay her son's cum explosion by a few seconds, she lifted her head to lock eyes with her son. “Mommy, your face is so pretty.” Joseph sighed.

Changing tone, he exclaimed. “Oh no! It's too late. My own mother is going to make me cum again. I hate you for finding this obscene tank top that I couldn't resist. Both you and it are about to get showered with jizz. Ugh, here it comes! Take it!” Joseph's big cock easily launched ropes of cum into his mother's face and hair. The incestuous jizz dripped back down onto Ariel's chest; staining the old gym uniform just as Joseph had predicted.

Joseph was standing still as he recovered, but Ariel didn't want to give her skittish son a moment to think. The gym shorts she had been wearing were now down around her knees, but Joseph didn't know that having closed his eyes during his orgasm. Ariel cooed, “Joseph honey, open your eyes and look at Mommy.”

Joseph couldn't help himself, and when he caught site of his mother's blond bush he began to pant, “Pussy!” Kneeling himself now, Joseph continued. “Gotta' have it. Gotta get inside it. Ugh! Gotta fuck it!” Joseph had a hard time getting more than half his cock inside his mother from this position that looked like something out of the Kama Sutra, but neither mother nor son seemed to mind. It was about three minutes, and ten of his mother's orgasms later that Joseph finally spoke. “Mommy! I love fucking a nice tight pussy so much! Especially when the woman has a pretty face, big tits, and an hourglass figure.”

Despite the intense pleasure she was feeling, Ariel managed to grunt out a thank you. This snapped Joseph out of his pussy induced daze. “What the fuck! I'm not supposed to be fucking your pussy Mommy!” Joseph tried to pull back, but his lust was too great to stop fucking his mother. It was enough of a break for Ariel to get her legs straightened out so that she wasn't bent over like a pretzel as she rutted with her son. Joseph settled back on top of his mother in the missionary position.

Ariel giggled, “Well just exactly whose belly did you think you were pumping in and out of?”

“I don't know.” Joseph stammered. “You've got to stop fucking me; it's messing me up in the head.”

“Oh, stop complaining and get back to giving us the fucking we both need.”

“Yes, Mommy.” Joseph complied. Joseph settled into an easy rhythm of fucking his mother now that their position was a more comfortable and natural one. As he sawed his cock back and forth inside his mother, he realized that there were other downsides to what he had been doing with Dana. Despite giving his mother multiple orgasms, he felt like he could keep up his current pace for quite a while. He might climax more quickly if he fucked his mother faster, but upping his tempo gave him powerful feelings of affection for his mother that confused him. His mother was getting off like crazy, so Joseph had some dim hopes of wearing her out before he needed to cum inside her.

As Joseph was pondering these things as best he could while screwing his mom, Ariel came to a realization. “Joseph baby, who have you been fucking? Your stamina has increased so much. It almost makes me forgive you for ignoring me so often during the week.”

“Stamina?” Joseph asked weakly, stalling for time.

“Your ability to fuck Mommy for a long period of time without cumming. Whoever she is, she must be very experienced and very pretty. No one can last this long in my pussy without a lot of practice.”

Joseph protested, “No one. I swear.”

“Liar.” Ariel rebuked him gently. “I don't care though. It caused me endless frustration during the week, but it's giving me endless pleasure now. Just keep fucking Mommy exactly like you're doing.”

As Joseph kept at his slow and steady pace, he realized that there was a danger to fucking slow, just like fucking fast. He tried to keep his mouth shut. After another minute of two of continued fucking, Joseph blurted out, “I love you Mommy!”

“Are you saying that you're making love to me, and not fucking me?” Ariel asked.

“No! It's wrong for a son to show his mother how much he loves her with his cock.”

“That's exactly what I want you to do Joseph!”

“Mommy, please! Don't make me do it.”

Ariel commanded. “Joseph, show Mommy how much you love her with that big, wonderful cock of yours!”

“Oh Mommy! I love you like this! And like this! And most of all like this!” Joseph started poking his mother harder and faster, lifting her hips off the ground so he could position his cock inside her exactly where he wanted it. He was now feeling the emotional effects of fucking his mother both soft and slow as well as hard and fast, but he couldn't stop himself. “Do you like that Mommy! Do you like it when I make love to you?”

“Oh Joseph, no one has ever made love to me like this. Not even your father on our honeymoon! Keep making love to Mommy!”

“Ugh! I'm about to show you how much I love you with my cum. You really want that don't you! You're going to like that even more than the jizz your tits made me shoot out earlier aren't you.” Ariel nodded eagerly. “Well here it is. Here is your own son's loving cum. Ugh! Ugh! Oh Mommy, I didn't know I could cum so hard.” For her part, Ariel just wailed like a banshee as her son dropped his load into her belly.

Ariel was completely spent when Joseph pulled out of his mother. “Most of the porn stars on the DVDs I bought can't last as long as you did baby!”

“Most of the porn stars I've seen don't look half as good as you do Mommy!” Joseph stood up when he said this. However, his mother's eyes were closed and she didn't answer him. “Oh fuck! What have I done? I was admitting I was making love to my mother as I fucked her. That's so messed up.” Regarding his mother's disheveled form on the floor, Joseph felt his cock stirring again. “Damn it! I could keep fucking this bitch all weekend. Ugh! Fucking Dana has not only increased my stamina, but it's shortened my recovery time as well.” Reeking of sex, Joseph put his shorts back on commando style and headed out the back door before he was tempted to curl up with his mother and repeat his incestuous coupling with her over and over again.

Joseph had taken his bike from the shed, and was now riding around the neighborhood aimlessly. His cock had become completely hard, and the head kept wanting to poke free from the leg of his shorts. He shook his head. “Fucking Dana was working so wonderfully during the week. How has it gone so horribly wrong during the weekend? My head is such a mess. How could I have actually enjoyed fucking my mother so much? I still feel guilty, but I also want to rush back home so I can make love to her again! Ugh! Dana is the only one who could help me with this. I simply have to find her, but how?”

A little while later, Joseph stopped his bike and stood in the spray of water from a sprinkler. He was hoping the cold water would help soften his prick, but it was to no avail. His cock seemed less likely to work its way free from the wet cloth, but it made the bulge in his shorts even more obscene. While he was standing next to the sprinkler, he said to himself. “Maybe I can find a pay phone and look Dana up in the phone book.” However, there aren't a lot of pay phones left in the cell phone era.

Joseph was mostly dry after riding his bike around in search of a pay phone when he realized he was near the library. He decided that was the best place for him to look for information. He had considered going home to use the internet, but if his mother were awake, he knew he would be fucking her again.

Locking his bike to the rack, he entered the library slumped over and holding his hands in front of his crotch to conceal his raging hard on. He sat down at one of the computers, and was sorely tempted to search for big breast porn on the internet. However, he forced himself to try to find Dana Laymon in the local online phone book. He didn't have much luck with that approach, but he stumbled against a property search site while trying to find her. Using that method, he was able to find his counselor's address. He was trembling with excitement as he mapped a path from the library to her house. He could feel large amounts of pre-cum leaking out onto his shorts. At least on the way out the door, he had the printout of the map to conceal his raging boner and the growing wet spot on the leg of his shorts.

He would have to come up with a believable story of his mother tempting him and him resisting that temptation. There was no way he could admit to Dana that he had fucked his mother's tits, then even worse, made love to her sweet pussy. He was positive that Dana would send him home without another word if she realized that her extensive sex treatment was yielding mixed results at best. He had a five mile bike ride ahead of him, so he though he would be able to think of something to tell his stacked raven haired counselor.