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 Jack's Surprise For Mom By essdubyaeff@hotmail.com Disclaimer: The
following story is entirely fictional and the characters are not related to
anyone or any situation living or dead.  It is a product of the author's
imagination only.  This story involves graphic sexual situations which the
author does not condone in anyway.  If it is illegal in your area to read
such stories or if you are of not the proper age, please STOP reading right
now and leave.  Jack Mehoff's mother awoke from a sex dream to the
delicious feeling between her legs.  She lay on her left side on her
marriage bed and she could feel the beautiful cock slowly sliding in and
out of her moist hole.  This wasn't her husband's cock though.  Her husband
was on another business trip to somewhere she didn't care.  It was her
son's cock giving her that special treatment.  She stretched her arms above
her head and yawned, lifting her thigh up so Jack had better access to her
pussy.  Jack shifted a little and humped further in a slow, steady in and
out motion.  He grasped her ankle to hold her leg up.  "Ah," she said,
"What a way to wake up in the morning." "Isn't it?," Jack said, almost
under his breath.  "Nothing like the feeling of teenage morning wood
slicing into my pussy." Jack pushed his mother's hair aside and began
kissing her neck.  His other hand wrapped around her torso to hold one of
her breasts in his palm.  Her other breast, dangled toward the bed and
swayed easily with her son's steady, soft thrusting.  Sometime ago, Jack's
father had taken a business trip away from the home.  He did this often as
his job required it.  Jack and his mother had taken up fucking that very
night.  Now, whenever her husband was out of town again, she and her first
born offspring would fuck each other's brains out.  They were insatiable.
They would fuck everywhere, in the living room on the couch or soft
carpeting on the floor, in the swimming pool with her back against concrete
wall and her legs splayed out in the water behind Jack's humping hips, in
the kitchen against the counter with him plowing into her from behind and
her ample breasts smashed to the cool tile countertop.  They would have sex
now anywhere and everywhere the house whenever the feeling came over, which
was constantly.  When Jack's father was away, they tended to forego clothes
while in the house.  Made it for an easier access to each other.  They had
come to sleeping nude with each other, usually after a good night of mutual
orgasms and exhaustion hitting them so suddenly, they fall straight asleep.
That's how they came to wake up fucking each other this fine summer
morning. Jack pushed into his mother as she moaned.  Her pussy was
drenched. She didn't know if it was the sex dream she was having, now long
forgotten, or her son's expert manipulation of her body.  He was learning
so quickly.  "Oh, god, Baby.  You're going to make some lucky woman a
wonderful husband some day." Jack groaned at his mother's comment and kept
his slow in and out pumping, his buttocks and hips tightening as he push
forward and then loosening as he pulled back again.  His mother pushed back
on him as he moved forward and then would pull her creamy buttocks back as
he withdrew.  This made it so his long cock would be almost out of her body
before he was slowly slide it back in.  They breathed hard but not out of
breath like some of their sessions make them.  Jack kneaded the breast he
held in his hand, flesh pouring out from between his fingers.  "Yea, Baby,"
his mother said, "Keep that up.  Just in and out.  Slowly.  We have plenty
of time and you'll make mommy cum like this." And he kept it up, just like
she asked.  He didn't go faster or slower, didn't pump her harder or even
softer, just a simple, wet, piston motion in and out of her; constant and
regular.  But, at fourteen years old, even Jack couldn't stand the pressure
for long.  After about a fifteen minutes, he bottomed out in his mother,
his pelvis tight against her ass-cheeks, and grunted.  His mother cried out
when she felt his cock jump and pulsate inside her.  The warm feeling of
his cum coated the inside of her cunt and then was cumming too.  Her
muscles pulsated around his cock, milking him.  She moaned, her body
tensing up and her toes curling.  Sweat had appeared on both their nude
bodies and they breathed heavily, now trying to catch their breathes.  Once
he pulled his softening cock from her vagina, dripping cum onto the sheets
(she reminded herself to change the sheets before her husband came home as
there were a number of drying cum spots on the sheets she didn't want to
have to explain) and rolled onto his back, she rolled onto her other side
and put her arm over his strong, teenage chest.  "That was very nice,
Baby." He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh, "Yea.  He said.  It
was." After snuggling with each other a bit, both almost falling back
asleep, the bedside wake up alarm, not as fun as the wake up in her bed,
began to blare.  His mother got up and turned off the alarm.  "Time to get
ready for work, Honey." She stretched and stood up, her son watching her
every move, his heart jumping at the beautiful sight of her backside.  She
walked (or sauntered, Jack wasn't sure which) into the bathroom and he
heard her shower start.  He was tempted to go in and shower with her but
they had established that on days when she had to go to work, she couldn't
have any distractions in the morning.  So, Jack got up and went to his own
bathroom to shower.  Jack's mother came out of her bedroom dressed in a
beige skirt with a matching sports jacket.  She had her hair up and
stockings on.  She was an executive assistant to the CEO of a small
company. She looked professional and, to Jack, kind of hot.  But he would
have thought she was kind of hot in anything.  Jack, though clean and
shaven, still wore nothing.  His cock was soft now though still pretty big
and pointed to the floor.  He had some hair growing but it was not a full
mane of pubic hair yet.  He debated with himself about shaving it bald. 
Perhaps later.  "I don't want you to go," he complained.  "I have to, Baby.
I can't miss any more work.  You've made me miss too much already." She
hugged him, the coarse fabric of her skirt sliding across the mushroom head
of his cock.  She kissed him, putting her tongue into his mouth for him to
suck on for a bit.  She broke the kiss and stepped away, picking up her
purse close to the front door.  "I'll be back in no time," she said.  "You
better," he gave her his best puppy dog eyes.  She almost broke then.  She
was hardly ever able to stave off those wanting eyes.  But she got her
composure and reached at his groin.  She held package in her hands, feeling
the scrotum flesh pouring from between her fingers.  "You just keep this
together for when I get back." She smiled, kissed him quickly on the cheek,
and was out the door.  He stood there listening as the car drove out of the
garage and onto the street.  Jack went into the kitchen and ate a bowl of
cereal for breakfast.  He watched some television but couldn't find
anything on.  Then he tried to play a video game but found he just wasn't
in the mood.  His cock was half-hard, as it almost always was (he's a
fourteen teenager after all), and he really wanted to jerk off but held
himself at bay.  He wanted to be able to perform well for his mother when
she came home.  He decided that a swim might be in order.  Maybe if he
cooled down, he wouldn't be so horny.  Jack and his parents lived in a
development but the houses were purposely spread apart to allow for
privacy. So they had a fair sized swimming pool in the backyard with a
wooden twelve foot privacy fence surrounding it.  He and his mom and dad
had skinny dipped together in the pool often, day or night.  They didn't
fear that anyone would see.  So, he dove in the pool with his penis and
testicles out and waving to the world.  He swam for about five laps back
and forth across the pool and then got out.  He stretched out on the pool
chair and closed his eyes, letting the sun dry his wet naked form.  He felt
he had staved off the horny feelings but he knew they would come back.  He
dozed a little and when he awoke he had a hard on sticking from his groin
the size of the Empire State Building.  It was actually kind of painful but
felt strong and manly.  He liked the feeling.  He thought he would grip it
in his fist right there out in the open and jerk it off but again he had to
stop himself.  He decided he needed some other distraction.  And he had a
good idea what he could do.  Meanwhile, his mother sat at her desk at her
office.  She was thinking about the wonderful fuck her son had given her
that morning and her black panties were already wet from thinking about it.
She crossed her legs and tried to type the letter her boss wanted her to
type but she found she couldn't concentrate with the throbbing between her
legs.  She stood up on shakey legs and walked to the bathroom.  Inside one
of the stalls, she lifted her skirt and dropped her panties.  She saw the
yellow stain on the white cotton in the crotch of the panties and let out a
low moan.  Listening for anyone else, she heard no one in any of the other
three stalls so, desperate, she put her hand between her thighs and began
to diddle her clit with a frenzy.  Maybe, if she could have a quick orgasm
she could go back to concentrating on her job.  She rubbed her index and
middle fingers back and forth across her engorged clit, sending shivers up
her spine.  It wasn't long before she was panting and she knew she would be
cumming quickly.  She dipped her fingers into her cunt and rubbed her
g-spot a bit before coming out going on a blurred attack on her clit.  Just
as she was cumming, she let out a loud moan.  At the exact same moment, the
door to the restroom opened and another person came in.  She breathed
heavy, biting her tongue so she wouldn't make a sound.  The person walked
to her stall and stopped.  The new visitor wore high heels and what seemed
to Jack's mother as a similar dress to what she was wearing.  "Are you okay
in there?" the visitor asked, knocking on the stall door.  She had
obviously heard Jack's mother as she entered.  Breathing hard, her cunt
still pulsating in orgasm, she tried to speak confidently but it only came
out as a soft whisper.  "Yes.  I'm," she tensed, a wave of bliss washing
over, then finished, "okay." "Are you sure?" she didn't sound convinced. 
"Yes," Jack's mother was coming down from her high now, "Just some pretty
bad cramps this month." The visitor seemed to understand and walk to the
next stall and went in to do her business.  Jack's mother sat there for a
little longer, letting her breath come back.  She brought her finger,
glistening with her vaginal secretions, to her nose so she could smell
herself.  After she got a grip on her body again, she stood up, fixed her
clothes back in place, flushed the toilet and returned to her desk to work.
It seemed to have worked.  She had much better concentration on her job
after jilling one off.  Jack, now dressed in sweat pants (with no
underwear) and a tank top, stopped his bike at the porno shop he
frequented. After school sometimes, he would stop there to go to the peep
shows in the back and get his cock sucked off through one of the glory
holes.  Sometimes, he would reciprocate and suck off someone's cuck through
one of the holes.  He was severely tempted to go in and get his relief on
in one of the booths but again had the willpower to hold off.  He had a
plan here.  After looking through the store's inventory for a about fifteen
minutes, he found what he wanted.  The surprise for his mom.  He quickly
bought it, enjoying the sexy goth girl behind the counter who couldn't be
much older than Jack but had tits bigger than his mother, and rushed home.
That evening, when Jack's mother entered the house through the front door,
her son sat on the stairs in to the second level, naked.  She instantly saw
the hard on between his legs pointing at the ceiling and throbbing and
bouncing around in his lap.  She knew what he wanted and knew that she
wouldn't be able to hold him off, nor did she want him to.  On her drive
home, that feeling between her legs had gotten more and more insistent. 
Her mid-afternoon masturbation only held her off for a little bit.  Jack's
mother closed the door and locked it.  She put her purse next to the door
and turned back to her son.  "Oh, okay," she acted as if she was resigning
to something though they had yet to exchange a word.  Like a tiger, he
attacked, taking her by surprise.  She yelped as he practically jumped on
her.  He yanked her around, tearing the sleeve of her office suit, and
threw her onto the stairs, her hands caught her, and thrust her butt into
the air.  She didn't resist.  She knew better than to put up a struggle
when he was in this state of animal lust.  He yanked her skirt up over her
hips, revealing the black panties on her ass.  He saw the stockings
attached to the black garter belt at her upper hips.  "Oh yea!" He growled.
He reached between her legs and tore the crotch (still soaked from her
earlier activity) and exposed her dripping pussy.  She groaned as the
panties fabric tore.  She'd never really seen him like this, animalistic
and uncontrollable.  It thrilled and scared her at the same time.  She let
out an "oof!" sound as his cock thrust into her with a violent force.  Her
face grimaced in pain at the sudden intrusion.  "Oh yea!  That's it!  Been
waiting all day for this, Bitch!" He was pounding into her, his long cock
bottoming out at her cervix, her buttocks, with the torn flimsy pantie
fabric covering them, shuddered with each impact of his pelvis.  She held
onto the stair bannister rails for dear life as her teenage son thrust in
and out of her.  "Oh Jesus!" she cried out.  Jack gripped her hips and
pulled her back on his cock in a frenzied fury.  He slapped one of her
smooth butt cheeks with a loud smack of his hand as his violent assault
continued.  She cried out at the stinging pain, a red welt appearing on the
jiggling mound.  He did it again to the other cheek and she cried out
again. "Oh shit!" she screamed.  If anyone had come to the front door at
that moment, such as a mailman with a package to sign, an evangelical with
the word of "god," or even a Girl Scout selling cookies, they would hear
the ruckus on the other side of the door and know what was happening.  They
may not have known is was mother and son going at it but they would know.
It sounded like a porno was being made.  "Yea!" he said, "Take it, Bitch!
Keep me blue balled all day!  Enough of that bullshit!" He plowed into her
even harder on each word of "enough of that bullshit" as if to punctuate
his point, his dangling ball-sack slapping hard against her clit.  And then
he pulled out of her.  At first, she was relieved but then she felt the
emptiness inside her twat and she long for him to return.  She was about to
ask him to keep fucking when he thrusted hard back into her.  "OH SHIT!"
she screamed.  He wasn't in her pussy, where he belonged.  His cock, well
oiled by his mother's own juices, slid in one stroke into her pink asshole.
It was a tight fit but he bottomed out in her quickly.  "Oh, god!  Jack,
you're in the wrong hole!  Get out of there!  It hurts!" Jack pulled his
butt back and at first she thought he was listening to her.  Until today,
he had been an attentive lover, always wanting to make his mother happy. 
He had been very good at it.  But today, or at least at this moment, he
didn't care about how his mother felt.  He only wanted to get off any way
possible.  But then he thrust home hard, his pubic bone slapping hard
against her buttocks, make them jiggle and waves.  The force was great and
she almost lost her balance but caught herself.  Then she knew he meant
business.  "God damn!  That's tight," he said.  He fucked her ass even
faster than he had been fucking her pussy.  After a while, once her
sphincter muscle was able to loosen up and accept the intrusion, his mother
even started to feel the familiar tingling between her legs.  She moaned.
"Oh, god!  Baby!" "You're digging that now, aren't you, Mom?" She groaned
an affirmative.  Then, unexpected even to her, she started to cum.  The
muscles all over her body tensed up and she cried out.  "YES!" Her pussy
pulsated and clenched, her fluids dripping in long strings to the stairway
carpet.  "OOOH, GOD!" She screamed and Jack began laughing.  a"There you
go, Mom!  I can feel that!" His cock continued its violent in and out
stroking but in her orgasm her ass muscles clamped down on it and that set
him off.  He let out a couple of deep grunts as his cock, red and sore from
all the friction, jumped and bucked inside her ass.  Warm fluid filled her
asshole and began to froth around the edges of the tight seal of her
sphincter.  "Oh YEEESSSSSSS!" she was still crying out, pushing back at her
son.  Jack felt his balls jump as more semen rushed up the shaft and
ejected into the intestines of his mother.  After awhile, they both came
down from their orgasms.  Jack slipped his wet noodle out of his mother's
ass, gazing with satisfaction at the gapping hole of her sore asshole.  He
helped his mother to a standing position, both beads of sweat on their
foreheads.  She groaned from the sore muscles in her back from being in
that position.  She sat down on the stairs and Jack sat down next to her,
putting his arms around her shoulders and kissing her cheek.  "God damn,
Honey," she said, "That was good.  What got into you?" "You did, Mom. 
Always." He kissed her cheek again.  They sat there next to each, catching
their breaths, holding each other close.  Jack's cock dripped excess cum
onto the carpet and his mother could feel her son's man seed dripping from
her bunghole, likely onto the carpeted stair as well.  More to clean up
before his father came home.  "I have surprise for you, Mom." "What is it,
Baby?" He sat up and looked her in the eyes, "Not tonight, Mom.  Tomorrow,
when you go to work, I'll give it to you." His mother kissed him
passionately on the lips, tongues dueling, both moaning between them.  "If
it's anything like the surprise I got from you when I got home tonight, I'm
sure I will be pleasantly surprised." The rest of the evening went as
normal.  They ordered pizza for dinner and Jack's mother answered the door
for the delivery man in her birthday suit.  He was stunned and she felt a
sense of empowerment seeing the growing bulge in the front of his pants
while she fumbled for the money in her wallet.  She purposely acted as if
she was having hard time finding to keep him at the door watching her naked
body.  She and Jack laughed once the door was closed and the driver drove
off.  They watched a movie together, curled up on the couch fondling each
other and necking.  Then Jack's father called and as was their tradition,
his mother proceeded to have telephone sex with her husband.  She
masturbated her pussy while talking dirty into the telephone receiver. 
Somewhere on the other end was Jack's father jerking his hard on in some
hotel room listening to his wife say the sexist things to him.  All the
while, Jack watched his mother, stroking his cock at the same time.  Once
wife and husband had gotten off together over the landline and hung, Jack
would jump in.  Usually, they would start with Jack between his mother's
legs licking and sucking her cunt lips and clitoris, driving her crazy
until she popped.  Then she would get down on her knees and take her son's
penis into her mouth and suck him.  Sometimes, most times actually, she
would bob her head in his lap, providing a little suction with her mouth.
She would really get the rod wet with saliva until he would shoot his
teenage incestuous semen into her mouth.  She would swallow every drop down
her throat before ever letting his cock free.  Sometimes though, she would
take him just to the edge and then let go and let him calm down.  Then they
would fuck, usually starting in missionary position and then moving until
she was on top riding him like a bucking bronco.  He loved to watch her
breasts bounce on her chest when she did that.  Then they would end with
him cumming in her pussy in doggie style.  By then, they would be sated and
exhausted and collapse into each other's arms, falling asleep almost
instantly.  The next morning they would awake and fuck again before she had
to go to work.  This was their routine while Jack's father was away.  And
the routine they did that night as well.  But the next morning wasn't
anything like what they routinely did.  Jack's mother awoke to being spread
eagle on the bed.  She never slept like that so immediately she knew
something was up.  She found her wrists and ankles tied to the bed posts
with scarves.  Sitting over here, was Jack with his big beautiful blue eyes
wide eyed and watching his sleeping mother's naked body.  "Good morning,"
he said.  "Good morning," she answered, "What's going on?" "My surprise."
He smiled and that put her at ease.  He knelt down between her legs and
flicked a tongue out onto her clit.  She trembled at the touch.  "Mmmm,"
she moaned, "That feels good.  The scarves are a naughty touch." "I thought
so." He went back to work on her slit, sucking at the cunt lips and
trilling his lips over her clit, making it vibrate and sing.  "This is a
wonderful surprise, Jack." She practically purred the words.  "Oh, no. 
This isn't the surprise.  This is the warm up.  I went to my favorite story
yesterday while you were at work." He dipped down and licked a few more
times.  She moaned again, her juices really flowing now.  He sat up then
and produced a brown paper bag.  He reached in and produced a small white
egg made of smooth plastc.  He pushed a button and it beeped.  Jack's
mother watched him intently.  "What's that?" He rolled the egg in his hand,
showing it to her.  "Well, I was thinking.  You go to work every day and I
know you have to, but I miss you when you are gone.  I get so horny for
you, Mom.  I can't help it.  Then I thought about this little guy." She
frowned a little.  It looked like a simple vibrator.  What was he up to? 
Then he inserted the egg into her pussy.  She moaned at the feeling but
then it was gone.  His hand left her sex.  Jack got up and pick up his
smart phone next to the bed.  He opened the app and hit a button.  A
delicious vibration came from inside his mother's vagina.  "Oh..." she
moaned, lifting her butt off of the bed, "That's good." Jack hit another
button and it vibrated again.  His mother let out a hissing sound and her
hips undulated on the bed.  "Good," he said, "It seems to work." He began
to untie her and she sat up, the egg still inside her.  "What's going on,
Jack?" "It's time for you to go to work.  You'll be late.  But there's one
thing.  You keep that egg inside your pussy all day.  You don't remove it.
You keep in there and go about your day.  You just won't know when it will
go off.  I'll control that part of things with my phone." Jack had a shit
eating grin on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.  She couldn't resist
that twinkle and she found herself especially proud of her son.  She was
becoming an inventive little pervert.  She nodded her head.  "Okay.  Sounds
like fun." She got up and went to the shower.  Of course, Jack couldn't
resist and buzzed her while she was in there.  She let out a yelp as the
pleasure went through her.  The sound echoed off the walls.  He chuckled
from the bed.  She left for work dressed in a navy blue suit similar to the
beige one Jack ruined the night before.  As she drove he buzzed her two
times, once while she was merging into traffic and once while she was
ordering some breakfast at the McDonald's drive thru.  The cashier thought
she was crazy when she jumped and shuddered as she reached for her bag of
food.  When she got to work, she sat down at her desk and began to work. 
At one point in the morning, she was called into the CEO's office to
transcribe a letter for him and as she sat there listening to him recite
what he wanted said, her entire vagina vibrated.  She jumped slightly in
her chair and tried to show a professional demeanor.  The CEO was too
wrapped up in his own voice to realize his executive assistance was getting
flush and trembling.  Shortly, after that, she had to go into a status
meeting.  While she sat in the conference room, the egg buzzed again and
she felt moisture dampen her panties.  She crossed her legs and found that
just amplified the pleasure and then uncrossed them, tightening her thighs
together in a vain attempt to keep the pleasure at bay.  Then he hit her
again and she squirmed in the chair and tried to stifle a whimper.  Her
face scrunched up and her brow broke out in a fine perspiration.  "Are you
okay?" She almost didn't hear the voice.  The damn thing sitting next to
her g-spot went off again and shook like she had received a chill up her
spine, not a heat between her legs.  "Are you okay?" the voice said again.
It was the CEO who was sitting across from her.  "Oh," she said, weakly,
"I'm okay.  Just not feeling very well.  I wonder if I can go home early.
Female issues, you know." The "female issues" excuses had always gotten her
out of trouble before.  No one ever wanted to talk about "female issues."
The CEO let her go and she rushed home, the egg buzzing several times
during the trip.  By the time she walked through the front door, she was
hot to trot.  She found Jack in the living room sitting on the recliner
watching a television show.  She didn't know what it was and didn't care.
She saw he was naked which was not only to be expected but also with a
raging hard on, which was also to be expected.  "Mom, you're home early."
There was that shit eating grin again.  "That's right, you little pervert!"
she said as she tore off her work clothes right there in middle of the
living room, Jack watching her the entire time.  He even managed to buzz
her twice while she got naked, the little shit!  She reached between her
legs and pulled out the egg, covered in her vaginal juices and threw it
aside.  Then she jumped onto the recliner with him, straddling his hips and
lowering her body down onto him.  She grabbed his cock, as hard as granite
now, and aimed it at her pussy entrance.  "Little fucker!" she said and
dropped her whole body onto his lap, her breasts bouncing on her chest. 
His cock cleaved into her wet opening and snaked itself up until his balls
slapped against her buttocks.  They both groaned.  Jack's mother began to
rise up and fall back down on his cock, riding him like a horse.  Jack just
sat on the couch and enjoyed the view of his insatiable mother on top of
him.  He took her bouncing breasts in each hand and put a nipple into his
mouth and began sucking on it.  Jack's mother dipped her head back and
moaned to the ceiling.  She bounced on his lap for quite a long time.  When
she got tired, they laid on the carpeted floor and Jack would fuck her in
missionary, both staring into each other's eyes as they rode the waves of
pleasure.  He would pound her hard in that position, his strong smooth
buttocks clenching and unclenching.  Before long, he was ready to cum.  He
didn't want to but everything was so hot that he just couldn't help it. 
He'd crossed over the moment of no return.  "Mom!" he moaned and then his
cock began throbbing inside of her.  She moaned and cried out.  "Yes!  I'm
cumming too!" She felt the warm semen fill her insides and the comforting
heat set off another orgasm, one of many by then.  Clear fluid squirted
from around his cock and sprayed his groin and thighs.  "Oh god!  Oh yes!"
She screamed out.  Then they collapsed together, their skin glistening with
sweat, their bodies heaving trying catch breath that had left them.  They
lay there on the floor, listening to each other's rapid heartbeats as they
calmed down.  Jack's mother stroked the hair on the back of his head and
traced her fingers down his spine to his butt-crack.  "Holy shit, Baby!"
she said.  "Yea," was all Jack could say.  "We're keeping your surprise,
right?" Jack sighed and his mother felt his cock, shrinking and sore now,
slip from her soaked pussy.  "Of course."