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 Title: Mom, I Want You To...


Summary: While hypnotized, Luke's mom reveals her taboo desires.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot





   I jerked my head up at the sound of my cell phone ringing and sat up on
the couch.  I blinked at the clock and was surprised to see it was four.  I
had lied down to watch some TV at three and must have nodded off.  Grabbing
my phone, I saw who it was and answered, "Hey, mom."

   "Hey Luke!" Mom chirped in my ear in that annoyingly happy voice she'd
been using over the last couple of weeks, "I'm around the corner, can you
come help me bring in the groceries?"

   "Yeah, no problem."

   I forced my aching body off the couch and winced at the pain in my back
and shoulders.  I'd been working out a lot lately in order to try out for
the freshman varsity team in the fall and everything hurt.  I dragged my
tired ass out onto the porch just in time to see mom's red Mazda pull in
the driveway.  I went down the stairs of the porch and as Mom got out of
the car and walked around to the trunk, I frowned.

   In addition to the new cheery attitude she had been displaying lately,
mom's mode of dress had changed and I wasn't sure I was a fan of it.  Even
if my mother hadn't spent the first nineteen years of my life dressing so
conservatively my piece of shit father claimed it was part of the reason he
cheated on her, the outfit she had on now would be surprising.  Mom was
wearing a red one piece dress that didn't go all that much past her ass and
hugged every curve she had.

   The most prominent of those curves was her more than ample chest.  As I
reached the car I was just in time for mom to pop the trunk and lean over
to grab some bags.  When she did, I noticed that not only was the dress
tight across the top, but so low cut, I thought her tits were going to fall
out.

   Mom leaned over further and I was confronted by the sight of not just a
black lace bra, but I could see so far down between her tits.  I could make
out the darker skin around her nipple through the lace of the flimsy bra
she had on.

   I quickly turned my head, feeling as embarrassed as my formerly old
fashioned mother should be.  Not that I would have cared seeing her dress
younger, as she was far more attractive than she let on, but this was too
much.  Mom stood up and turning to me smiled, "Arms out!"

   I stuck my arms out as I had done since I was old enough to help and mom
loaded them up with bags.  As she went back and forth from my arms to the
trunk I caught myself glancing down her dress each time.  I didn't know why
I was doing it, it's not like I wanted to see my mother's rack, it was more
like a train wreck, like I couldn't not look.

   I wondered what the guys she worked with were thinking.  She'd been at
the same job for over ten years and they must be wondering where she'd been
hiding them as well as her legs.  Mom was pretty tall, standing around five
nine which put her not too far under my own six feet and her legs seemed to
go on forever.

   I swore I'd seen more of those legs in the last couple of weeks than I
had my entire life.  Prior to this mom's work ensemble had been pantsuits
or if she wore a skirt it was always knee length and never tight.

   Even around the house mom wore sweats or pajama bottoms.  In the summer
she would sometimes wear shorts, but they were baggy and pretty boring. 
Not that I thought she should have been parading around in Victoria Secret,
but even as a kid I had noticed she dressed older than she was.

   Not today though, I thought as my eyes had worked down her long legs to
stop at the heeled sandals she was wearing.  The sandals had straps that
wound up her leg to her knee and I noticed she was wearing a silver ankle
bracelet.

   "Honey?"

   "Huh?" I shook my head and pulled my eyes from Mom's foot just as I saw
had silver rings on the second toe of each foot.

   "Can you take a couple of more?"

   "Sure." I made a show of curling the bags.  "No problem."

   "Ohh, look at you!" Mom cooed, grabbing my right bicep and squeezing it,
"You're becoming quite the man."

   "Uh, yeah, thanks." I told her, trying to sound like I didn't care, but
for some reason thrilled with her comment.

   "You must be beating off the girls at school."

   "Not at the moment." I rolled my eyes thinking beating off pretty much
summed up my sex life lately.  "I haven't gotten back into the swing of
things since Jenny dumped me."

   "Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked as she reached in for the
last few bags, and again my eyes were drawn to her tits.

   Mom cursed as a couple of onions rolled out of the bag and as she leaned
further into the trunk I looked up in time to see the two teenage brothers
who lived across the street on the porch staring at her ass.  One was
shaking his head and said something that made the other nod.  Taking a
subtle step backwards I took in the view they were getting and had to admit
if this wasn't my mother, I'd be staring.

   Despite the fact she had never flaunted it before my mother had a damn
fine ass.  Even as I took in the shape of her well rounded cheeks in the
tight dress I wondered where the hell that thought had come from.  It was
one thing to think my mother was an attractive woman, but to start
specifically thinking of her ass or tits was a little disturbing.

   As Mom continued rummaging around I continued to look at her ass and
noticed that was tight as the dress was I couldn't see any panty lines,
meaning she was wearing a thong.  Mom leaned further into the trunk and my
eyes widened when the ridiculously short dress rose higher and I caught a
glimpse of the cheeks of her ass.

   Turning around, I saw the kids on the porch sitting there with their
mouths open and quickly stepped directly behind her, blocking their view.
Mom picked that moment to back up, causing her ass to push directly into my
crotch.  I was still holding the bags and looked down at her ass pressing
against my cock and started to step back.

   At that point, mom turned slightly to the side and started rocking back
and forth, "Jesus, this fucking thing keeps rolling away from me!" she
snapped.

   I stopped moving as her ass moved side to side, caressing my cock
through my thin shorts and with a feeling of dismay; my cock begin to stir.
I remained still, dumbfounded by the fact contact with my mother's ass was
giving me a hard on and in public no less.  As my cock continued to swell,
I started to step back, when Mom exclaimed, "Hey, what are you poking me
with?"

   She had straightened up and turning around quickly, stared at me.  I
felt my face, turn red and taking another step back stammered, "Umm
nothing, I..."

   "Oh," mom gestured to the bags in my arms, "It must have been that can
of soup," reaching behind her she rubbed a spot a few inches over her ass,
"That kind of hurt."

   "Oh, sorry." I said, a feeling of relief flooding through me.

   "That's okay," she shrugged and reaching out slipped the onions into one
of the bags.  "Why were you right behind me like that anyway?"

   "Uh..." seeing no other way around it and figuring sounded better than,
'Hey your ass was looking and feeling pretty good' I said, "Well those kids
across the street were gawking at you because your dress was, um...kind of
riding up."

   "Really?" she laughed, "And you didn't want them looking at your mom? 
Oh, how sweet are you?"

   Leaning over she gave me a quick kiss that I'm sure was meant for my
cheek, but instead, the edge of her red lips caught the corner of my mouth.

   "Um, anytime." I said quietly, a little confused by what had been about
an inch shy of an actual kiss."

   "But I have to tell you, that it's pretty exciting to have two young men
checking me out!" she gave me a wink, "Maybe I'll give them a better show!"

   Reaching up, mom removed the clip from her hair and made a show of
shaking it out.  I watched as her long light brown hair cascaded down
across her shoulders.  Leaning back, mom moved her head side to side,
causing her hair to slide across her back and then turning exclaimed, "Hey
what's that?" and bent over, causing her large tits to almost fall out of
her dress.

   "Mom," I snapped, "Knock that off!"

   "What's the matter, Luke?" she asked a frown now on her face.

   "You shouldn't be showing off like that."

   "Why not?" she shrugged, "No harm in flaunting what you've got." She
pointed at my arms, "Tell me when you take your shirt off mowing the lawn
it's not because you know a few of the girls on the street are looking?"

   "I..."

   "Yeah, see." She nodded, not letting me finish, "So why can't I have a
little fun?"

   "No reason I guess." I told her figuring I should just let it go.

   "I mean, do I look bad?" she spread her arms out.

   "You look good mom, but...."

   "But...." She raised her eyebrows

   "Well," I decided to take the plunge, "Mom that dress is really too
much."

   "Too much?" she looked down at herself.

   "Too much as in not enough.  Mom you're....well you're showing an awful
lot.  That's the kind of dress a girl would wear to a club."

   "So I do look bad in it." She sighed, "I...should have known I didn't
have what it takes for this."

   "No!" I said quickly as I saw her large brown eyes start to mist over,
"You...Mom you look good in it, that's the problem, it's just I don't know,
maybe sends the wrong message?"

   "You really think I look good?"

   "You do." I nodded, "I...I can see why those kids are looking, but..."

   "Again, how sweet are you?"

   "Yeah well...."

   "Listen Luke," slamming the trunk shut, she slipped her arm around my
shoulders and guided me forwards as she walked towards the house, "I know
maybe it sends the message of, oh look at the horny mif, but...."

   "Milf." I corrected her with a laugh.

   "Okay, Milf.  But it's not about what others see; it's about how I feel.
Honey, your father might have had a point when he..."

   "Dad was wrong.  Period!" I said heatedly.  "He was a cheating dog
looking for excuses."

   "Easy, honey," she said, as we made our way up the walk, towards the
porch.  "But he was sort of right about me being too uptight.  My mom
raised me to be proper and made me as big of a prude as she was.  I could
have dressed more attractively and as for..."

   She hesitated, "Well what the hell, you're nineteen and not like you
didn't hear the fights, when it came to sex I held back a lot and I should
have been having fun."

   "Yeah, TMI mom." I said as we reached the stairs.

   "Right.  Anyway I wasn't about to change, but then I went to that
seminar and bought that tape and..."

   She stopped when I rolled my eyes, "Not that damn tape again.  Mom, that
guy was a con artist and that tape is useless.  It doesn't put you..."

   "Enough Luke, I know you don't believe it, but since I have been
listening to it I feel really good!  I'm more relaxed and better yet, those
inhibitions are falling away.  I dress better, feel better and..."

   "Hey, Pam!" A voice called from next door.

   We both looked over to see our next door neighbor, Ginny, on the porch.

   "Hey Ginny!" Mom called out.

   "Hey, can you come over for a minute when you're done with the
groceries? I need to talk to you about Jack's birthday party."

   "Yeah, give me a few minutes I'll..."

   "Go ahead, mom." I told her, "This isn't a lot, I'll put it away."

   "Thanks sweetie!" Mom smiled, "That would be great."

   "No problem." I curled the bags so they wouldn't hit the stairs and
leaning over so she could speak in my ear, mom said, "Speaking of looking,
I bet Ginny is checking out those arms.  I know she looks when you mow,"
she sighed in my ear.  "Can't say I blame her, you're a good looking young
man."

   The feeling of her hot breath in my ear caused a shiver to go through me
and as she finished her lips barely grazed my ear and again I felt a
reaction where there shouldn't be one.

   "Thanks."

   Pulling away from her quickly went up the steps and sliding the handles
of the bag further up my arm, managed to open the door and let myself in.
Moving into the kitchen, I put the bags on the table and looking out the
window saw Mom walking over to Ginny's.

   I watched her ass swing back and forth and lowering my gaze took in her
long legs and those what could only be described as fuck me shoes.  Mom
reached the stairs that led up to Ginny's porch and as she climbed them,
left my view.

   Turning away from the window, I began removing the groceries from the
bags and putting them away.  I moved quickly and did the best to ignore the
fact that I was hard as a rock.

   *****

   I had just finished putting the groceries away and was leaning against
the counter, sipping a bottle of water and wondering what was wrong with
me. Thankfully my erection had faded and better yet the entire time I had
it I hadn't been envisioning doing anything sexually with my mother.  Again
I wondered what had gotten me going.  Granted if that body had been on any
woman but mom, I would be well within my rights to get horny over it, but
it was my mother.

   As I finished the water and tossed the bottle away, I wondered if it was
because she had formerly been so frumpy and I was seeing how attractive she
was for the first time.  I rolled my eyes at my lame attempt to justify
what had been nothing short of a sick few minutes.  Maybe that would be it,
just some weird random occurrence.

   I frowned though at the thought of how even though I hadn't pictured
anything pornographic with my mother, I kept coming back to how her lips
had felt so close to mine and the weird rush I'd gotten with her breathing
in my ear.

   My thoughts were interrupted by my cell vibrating.  Taking it from my
pocket I saw it a text from my best friend Rick. "Hey, I'm out front,
Joe's girl is over, can I hang awhile?"

   Rolling my eyes, I texted back, "Little late to ask?  I'll be right
out."

   Walking back through the house, I saw Rick's blue Toyota out front and
going out onto the porch saw he was already sitting on the bench next to
the door.

   "Hey," I said, giving his shoulder a playful punch, "What's the matter,
Susie getting on your nerves?"

   "No, but listening to her and Joe fucking is getting to me, I'm getting
to the point I'm swapping to my left hand for a thrill, so I don't need to
hear that shit."

   "I feel your pain!" I laughed as I started to sit down on his right, "I
haven't gotten any since Jenny, I..."

   "Hey, sit on my left, you're ruining my view."

   I stood back up and turned to see him staring next door where Mom was
still on the porch talking to Ginny.  Mom had her back to us, but Ginny was
facing us.  She was wearing a tank top and shorts and not that I thought
she was unattractive, but I had never really thought she was hot.

   As I sat down on the other side of Rick, I said, "You're gawking at
Ginny?  Man you must be getting hard up!"

   "Not her," he waved his hand, "The fucking hottie she's talking to!"

   "You're kidding me right?" I rolled my eyes.

   "Are you kidding me?" he asked, "Dude, look at that ass and those legs,
shit, she bends over I'm going to..."

   "Rick, that's my mom."

   "Bullshit!"

   "It is."

   "Stop yanking my chain, I've known you since we were twelve and your
mother doesn't have a...."

   He trailed off and raising his hand gave a little wave.  I turned back
to see Mom was now facing us and was waving at Rick.

   "Holy shit, where the hell has your old lady been hiding that?"

   "Not sure, but I wish she'd put it back."

   "My sister has a pair of shoes like that." He shook his head, "Only
wears them to the club and doesn't usually come home when she does.  Those
shoes only say one thing."

   "C'mon Rick, she's my mother."

   "She's not mine." He laughed, "But seriously, she never dressed like
that.  What's up, she dating some younger guy and trying to look good?"

   "No, it's..." I sighed, "A long story and you'll think it's stupid."

   "Hey, we're best buds, you can tell me." He pointed at Mom, "Besides, I
want to know what made her go from dressing like she was freakin Amish to
someone from that show cougar town."

   "Okay." I nodded, "Maybe it will help so I know it's not just me
thinking she's a little nuts these days."

   "Go for it." He winked, "I'll just um, you know, keep enjoying the
view."

   Ignoring his dig I began speaking softly, as if I were afraid mom would
hear.

   "Well you know my old man used the excuse that mom was a real prude to
cheat on her."

   "Yeah, no offense, but your dad is a real dick." "None taken, cause he
is" I agreed.  "Well mom thought maybe he had a point, and let's face it,
like you said she looked like June Cleaver before.  She also um..." I
paused.

   "She what?T"

   "Well not that I was asking, but she said she was pretty boring in bed
too, her mom was one of those 'girls who like sex are sluts' types I
guess."

   "Not that I would say your dad was anything but the dick I said he was,
but shit, imagine looking at that every night and not getting much?"

   "Then jerk off!" I said with more heat then I meant too.

   "Whoa," Rick put his hands up, I wasn't..."

   "Yeah, sorry and honestly mom is better off, maybe now she can meet
somebody who will be good to her."

   "She's sure to find a lot of guys who want to be good to her dressed
like that!"

   "No, she'll find assholes looking for an easy piece.  I mean, shit there
has to be a happy medium."

   "If she went that extreme with her clothes, I wonder what she would be
like in the..." Rick trailed off when he saw me glaring at him.  "Sorry,
but you know I think she looks even hotter because of how she was before.
So anyway...  she decided to do a three sixty."

   "Well yeah, but she said she couldn't.  We were talking one night and I
was the one that suggested she loosen up a little.  Maybe dress a little
more relaxed and try getting out to a club or those dating sites."

   "She couldn't?" Rick frowned, "Looks like she did."

   "I'm getting there.  So anyway she said she just didn't feel comfortable
and was getting upset.  She ends up going to this seminar where some idiot
hypnotist is selling these self hypnosis tapes to use at home."

   "Hypnotism?"

   "Yeah, some of the tapes are for quitting smoking, some for losing
weight and my mother got one for losing inhibitions."

   "Fucking thing worked!"

   "It's in her head; that crap doesn't work.  She's doing what she wants
and using that as an excuse.  She lies there every night in her room and
listens to it.  She tells me not to bother her because she's" I rolled my
eyes, "Under hypnosis until the tape wakes her up and very susceptible."

   "Susceptible, like you could tell her what to do?"

   "I guess."

   "Oh, man that would be great you could get her to..."

   "Don't be disgusting!" I snapped "That's my mother."

   I instantly regretted saying it, but as soon as he had made his comment
I'd flashbacked to mom's near miss kiss and had wondered what a real one
would feel like.

   "Umm, yeah." He gave me a weird look, "I was going to say you could get
her to let you use her car or get some money."

   "Oh." I said, feeling like a moron.

   "What the hell would make you think I was saying you'd make her do,
something...dirty?"

   "I don't know." I said, hoping I didn't sound as nervous as I felt. 
"The whole things got me upset; she's just shy of dressing like a slut."

   "Does she seem happier?"

   "Really happy." I sighed, "Like sickeningly happy."

   "Then, dude, who cares?  Let her be happy, what's the big deal?"

   "I..."

   "You worried you'll get your balls busted for having a hot mom?" he
laughed, "There are worse things in life."

   "I just don't want her to meet a d-bag."

   "She was already married to one."

   "Never thought of that." I told him.  "I guess I'm just worried about
her, that's why it's been on my mind.  I don't want people to think bad
about her, or say anything about how she's dressing."

   "Yeah, well I'll never say anything bad about it," he let out a low
whistle, "Front's looking just as good."

   I started to reply, but saw mom had left Ginny's porch and was walking
over.  Even from across the yard I could see the top of her tits pushing up
in the tight dress and she seemed to be swinging her hips more than usual.

   I noticed she was staring at us and it dawned on me she knew Rick was
looking and was getting a kick out of it.  Mom reached the stairs and I was
aware of Rick sitting up to try to get a better glance down her shirt.

   I wanted to smack him, but mom had reached the top step and coming onto
the porch gave him a huge smile, "Hey Rick, long time no see!  How are
you?"

   "I'm good." Rick returned the smile, "You look really nice today Miss
Hanson."

   "Miss Hanson?" Mom shook her head as she stopped directly in front of
Rick.  "Come on hon, you're not a kid anymore, call me Pam."

   "Um, okay Pam." Rick said, his eyes locked onto mom's chest which was
even with his eyes as he sat on the bench.

   "That's better," she told him, "But it really has been awhile and I
missed you coming around!"

   Mom leaned over and gave him a hug, practically shoving her tits in his
face.  Even though it was my mother, I couldn't hold back a smile at the
look on Rick's face as he awkwardly returned the hug while his eyes all but
fell out of his head staring down her dress.

   Mom leaned back, but sliding her hands down his arms gave them a
squeeze.

   "You're certainly filling out Rick."

   "Um, thanks," Still gawking at her breasts

   "And you were always so handsome!  Look at me on the porch with two good
looking young studs, but one's my son and the other is like a son." She
sighed, "Too bad, because..."

   "Mom!" I exclaimed.

   "What?" she asked, straightening up and finally removing her tits from
Rick's face.

   "That's a little much."

   "Yes dad." She laughed.

   "You seem pretty happy, Miss...I mean Pam." Rick said, "I'm glad to see
you feeling better, you were pretty down for awhile."

   "I was, and thank you."

   "So," Rick looked over at me and winked, "What brought out this playful
new side of you?"

   "Playful?  I like that!" Mom clapped her hands, "And I'm glad you asked!
I went to this seminar and got this tape and...."

   "Mom, please, he doesn't want to hear it."

   "Sure I do!" Rick said, giving me a smirk.

   "Don't be a jerk." I told him.

   "He's not," Mom looked over at me, "You are.  You mock it, but when I've
asked you to listen to it with me you always say no."

   "Because it's not real, mom, if you feel better its cause you want to."
I pointed out.

   "Right, I've always wanted too, but couldn't before.  That CD helps me
release all my inhibitions and whenever I listen to it, I feel like losing
more."

   "I want to listen to it." Rick said and I looked away before I smacked
him right in front of my mother.

   "Really?" Mom gave him a huge smile, "When?"

   "I got time now," he shrugged,

   "I...I thought we were going to catch a movie" I asked, giving his foot
a kick.

   "You got money?" he rolled his eyes, "I'm broke, you're broke, so since
I have no plans, I'll listen right now."

   "Great!" Mom said excitedly

   "But, "Rick gave me a sly smile, "Only if Luke listens with us."

   "C'mon honey," she leaned over and put her hands on my shoulders.

   I paused as I was now confronted with the view Rick had and again found
it hard to look away from the sight of her tits in the lace bra.  Forcing
my eyes to hers, I sighed, "Yeah, Okay."

   "Yay!" she clapped her hands again and in that sickeningly cheery voice
said, "Thank you Rick!"

   "Anytime." He winked at me.

   "Okay, I'll meet you in the living room in a couple of minutes, I have
to get the CD from my room, I usually listen to it in bed."

   Mom turned and walked over to the screen door and as she entered the
house, I noticed Rick watching her the entire time.

   "Shit," he said, "I wouldn't mind listening to it in her bedroom."

   "Shut up jack ass," I told him as I stood up, "Let's go in and listen
and don't be a jerk, okay?"

   "You're a jerk remember?" he laughed, getting up as well.

   "Yeah, so I heard." I walked over and opening the door held I open for
him.

   Walking past me he stopped and staring into my eyes, said, "You're
getting sleepy...sleepy...Ow!"

   He cried out as I punched him hard in the arm, and then with a laugh
entered the house.  With a sigh, I followed him in.  Why did I have a
feeling this wasn't going to turn out well?"

   *****

   "Okay, you guys ready?"Mom asked as she came back out into the living
room.

   "Yeah, I suppose, I..." I trailed off when I saw mom had changed out of
her dress and was now wearing a plain black robe that was even shorter than
the damn dress.

   "I know I'm ready!" Rick exclaimed from where he sat in the recliner
across from where I was on the couch.

   "That's the spirit!" Mom laughed and walking past us went over to the
stereo in the corner.

   Knowing Rick would be too busy checking her out to pay attention to me,
I stared at my mother's long legs as she crossed the room and looking down
saw she was now barefoot as well.  Her long brown hair was still down and
again I found myself thinking, 'this is my mother?'

   Mom bent over to put the cd in and my eyes bulged when I saw the tip of
the cheeks of her ass when the robe lifted up.  For a second I thought she
wasn't wearing any underwear, but as she bent over a little further I
caught a brief flash of red before she straightened up.

   Taking the remote with her she walked around the room drawing the blinds
to make it as dark as possible.  When she went by me, I looked over and saw
Rick looking at me.  He shook his head and mouthed, "Goddamn!"

   I knew I should have told him to shut up or to knock it off, but fact
was, goddamn!  Mom sat down on the love seat, and then turning sideways,
swung her long legs onto it.  There were an awful lot of those legs showing
and I quickly lay back on the couch so I was now staring at the ceiling.

   "Okay," Mom started speaking, "Before I turn this on, a couple of
things. Obviously no talking and try to be as relaxed and open minded as
possible, it won't work if you don't want it to.  You guys ready?"

   "Go for it." Rick said.

   I mumbled the same and Mom thumbed the button.  "Now close your eyes."

   I did as she said and a moment later a voice so deep it sounded fake,
began speaking.

   "You're listening to this because you are not content with your life. 
There is something you want badly, but something deep within you is holding
it back.  By listening to me and letting yourself slip into a state of
hypnosis, you can unlock those desires and when you awake be that much
closer to achieving them."

   I opened my eyes so I could roll them and turning my head, saw Rick was
lying there, with his eyes closed and a serious look on his face.  Really?
I thought.  Lifting my head, I saw mom was lying there with her hands
folded on her stomach.  Her eyes were closed and she was taking long deep
breaths.

   Her tits were rising and falling with each of those breaths and I
noticed the robe had loosened when she had stretched out.  I could see the
inner half of her left tit and found I couldn't close my eyes.  Instead
they wandered down to her legs and took in the view of her upper thighs.

   "Are you relaxed now?" The monotone voice continued; "Good, I will now
speak the word release.  That word not only signifies what you will be
doing to whatever inhibits you from your desire, but the word that I will
speak at the end of this session.  Until you hear the word again, you will
remain in your meditative state.  This is why it is recommended to do this
alone so no one can take advantage of your being open to suggestions."

   "I could think of some suggestions to make right about now." Rick
whispered.

   Giving up on the session and needing to pull my eyes from my mother, I
slid up to a sitting position and leaning over so I was close to Rick said,
"For a minute I thought you were following this dumb thing."

   "I tried for like five minutes." He replied softly, "Your mom looks like
she's asleep though."

   "No," I grunted, "She's just relaxed and in a suggestive state,
remember?"

   "Let's find out." Rick gave me a sly smile.

   "What do you mean," I asked nervously.

   Without answering Rick got up and walking quietly over to the stereo
shut off the cd.  I looked over at mom and saw she still had her eyes
closed and was breathing deeply.

   "Why did you do that?" I whispered.

   "According to that goof, your mom will be open to suggestions until
someone says the word, so let's see if this works or not."

   "What are you going to do?"

   "Ask her to open her robe and show me her..."

   He stopped talking and backed away as standing up, I went to hit him.

   "Kidding!" he said, putting his hands up.

   I lowered my fist, and realizing he had spoken loudly looked over to see
mom still lying there peacefully.

   "Okay." I nodded, "But I'll try it.  Hey mom?" I called out.

   Mom opened her eyes and slowly turning her head to face me asked, "What
is it Luke?"

   She had spoken softly and her voice sounded thick as if she had just
woken up,

   "Hey, Rick and I wanted to go to a movie, but we're broke, can I borrow
forty dollars?"

   "No," she shook her head.

   "You're doing it wrong." Rick said in my ear.  "You're asking, you're
supposed to tell her, that's what suggestible means."

   "She's awake." I told him "Aren't you mom?"

   "Yes." She said simply.

   "She sounds weird." Rick insisted, "Try again, the right way."

   "Fine.  Mom, let me borrow forty dollars so Rick and I can go to the
movies."

   "Sure, let me get it."

   Mom got off the couch and walked over to where her pocketbook was on the
end table and removed her wallet.  She was moving slowly, but her eyes
seemed clear.

   "Is this enough?" she asked as came over to us, two twenty dollar bills
in her hand.

   "She's screwing with us." I said, "She wouldn't say anything we didn't
ask her about.  Knock it off mom." I laughed, "Gigs up."

   "Knock what off?" she looked confused; "You said you wanted money."

   "Hey Pam," Rick said, "Luke's not borrowing the money you're just going
to give it to him; you're not getting it back."

   "Okay," she shrugged and pushed the money into my hand.

   "Alright mom," I started to hand her the money back, "You can..."

   "I want twenty for me too." Rick said.

   "Sure, whatever you want." Mom replied and turning made her way back to
her purse.

   "Man, this does work on her, no way would she just hand us sixty bucks!"

   "She'll take it back" I told him, "She is just messing around and..."

   "Hey Pam, show me your underwear." He said.

   "Rick!" I exclaimed, "Don't be a..."

   I stopped when his eyes widened and he said, "Holy shit."

   I spun around and my jaw dropped when I saw mom had reached behind her
and lifted her robe up to expose her ass.  She was wearing a skimpy red
thong that was little more than a string between her cheeks.  Those cheeks
looked damn good and...." Damn good?  What the hell was wrong with me?

   "Still think she's playing?" Rick asked.

   "Mom, knock it off, stop acting like that!" I snapped.

   "Just doing what I was told." She said without turning around.

   As she spoke my eyes were locked onto her amazing ass and even though I
know it sounded stupid, I said, "She...she doesn't care because it's like
wearing a bikini and..."

   "My mom couldn't wear that bikini." Rick said, "But okay, think she's
just thinking who cares if I see her thong?  Pam, take your robe off."

   I looked back and saw mom drop the robe back over her ass and bring her
arms back to the front.  A moment later I saw the ties to the robe drop to
her sides and she started sliding the robe off.  I watched as more of the
smooth skin of her back was exposed and it dawned on me she wasn't wearing
a bra.

   "Pam, turn around." Rick said, an expectant look on his face.

   Mom began to turn and just past her arm, I could see the swelling of her
breast.

   "Mom stop!" I shouted.

   She froze and I added, "Turn back around and put your robe back on."

   "Hot damn!  Your mom was...ugh!"

   Rick grunted when I slammed my elbow into his stomach and sat back down
on the chair trying to catch his breath.

   "Hey," he gasped, "What's wrong with...."

   "You were going to have my mother show you her tits!" I hissed at him.

   "Just seeing if she was kidding or not." He said as he managed to catch
his breath.

   "And you would have stopped her?" I asked skeptically.

   "Well...." He grinned.

   "Asshole." I muttered.

   "Okay, I'll make it up to you, I found a few nasty pics of my sister she
had on her computer, I'll show them to you."

   "Whatever," I waved my hand at him, "Let's go to the movies, but I'm
going to pay her back."

   "What about my twenty?" he asked.

   "Fuck your twenty.  Let's get the hell out of here..."

   "What about your mom?" he asked, pointing.

   I followed his gaze to see mom still standing with her back to us.  I
was quickly struck by the image of her slowly sliding off her robe.  I
looked over at Rick and had a sudden urge to tell him to just take the
money and go without me, that way I could...could what?

   Ask my mother to strip for me?  I had been seconds away from seeing her
tits and now wondered what they looked like.  Before my sick thoughts could
continue, I blurted, "Mom go back and lay on the love seat."

   Mom nodded and still moving slowly went back and as shestretched out on
the loveseat, I sat on the couch and snapping my fingers to get Rick's
attention, pointed at the recliner.  He sat back down and not wanting to
give myself any time to check out my mother and get anymore twisted
thoughts, said, "Release."

   Mom opened her eyes and sitting up, sighed, "Hmm, I feel sooo relaxed!"
she purred.  Looking at us, she asked, "Did you guys feel anything?"

   "I felt..." Rick stopped when I shot him a look, when he continued he
said, "I feel like a got a little closer to something I wanted!"

   "Great!" mom gave him a big smile and clapped her hands.  "What about
you Luke?  Was there anything you've been holding yourself back from, that
you want to go out and get now?"

   "Um, sort of." I said nervously.

   "What is it?" she asked.

   "I...I probably shouldn't say."

   "Why not?" she prodded.

   Because what I want is to see you naked, I thought, but aloud told her,
"I think it would hold me back if I told someone and then they started
asking me how I'm doing with it."

   "Makes sense." She agreed, "Well, whatever it is, I hope you get it!"

   ****

   I sat on the couch and looked at the clock.  It was almost four which
meant mom would be home soon.  This morning she had asked me again if I had
gotten anything out of the session and not wanting to disappoint her, said
I did.

   She then asked if I wanted to do it again with her.  She knew I didn't
have to work and with my finals over couldn't use studying for an excuse.
Between seeing no way out of it and how excited she seemed, I agreed to it.

   The problem was I didn't trust myself.  Ever since Mom had not only
flashed her ass, but had come close to stripping, I couldn't get it out of
my head.  Even when I was at the movies with Rick, my mind just kept
replaying the visual of mom's absurdly fine ass and that robe almost
hitting the floor.

   When I got back home, mom was on the couch sleeping with the TV on.  Not
only were her legs stretched out, but she had her feet up on the arm and
her robe had ridden up to the point I could see the curve of her ass.

   I stood there staring and recalling how good her ass looked in that
skimpy thong and my cock began to swell.  I kept staring and my gaze made
its way up to her chest, where the top of the robe had loosened and I good
see most of her left breast.  I had swallowed hard and with my cock
throbbing in my pants had leaned over to get an even closer look.

   I could just see the beginning of the pink skin around her nipple and
had the insane desire to move her robe over just a little.  The urge was so
strong I had begun to reach out when mom moved her arm and I stood back so
fast I almost tripped.  I looked at her face and saw she hadn't woken up. I
started to look away when my eyes found her lips and I remembered the near
miss kiss she had given me.

   Her lips were full, soft and as bad as it sounded, inviting.  I wondered
how it would be to kiss my mother.  Would it be better than kissing any of
the girls I had been with before?  Would it be gross because at some point
it would hit me how sick it was?

   For that matter what would those lips feel like around my...I shook my
head as if that would clear that last god awful thought.  But it stayed
there.  Rick had once fooled around with a woman in her late thirties and
he said she sucked cock like you only read about.  Mom was a little older
than that and sure as hell hadn't had any in awhile and I bet she would...

   "No more." I whispered and forced myself to walk down the hall and into
my bedroom.

   I had tried to lie down, but my cock was still hard and at this point
aching.  Giving in I had slipped my shorts down grabbed my cock and jerked
off, imagining what it would feel like to fondle my mother's amazing ass
and what her tits would look like.  I'd gone off in no time and even as I
pumped the last of my load from my cock it dawned on me how sick I was.

   Unfortunately I had been thinking even sicker thoughts today.  It struck
me that if Rick hadn't been there I might not have stopped mom from taking
her robe off.  I tried to convince myself, that it was Rick's fault she was
doing it in the first place and he was responsible for these thoughts. 
Fact was I had been getting aroused by her out in front of the house and
that little peck at the edge o my lips had put some strange things in my
mind.

   Mom hadn't remembered anything from yesterday to the point she had asked
me this morning if I had seen any money laying around because she seemed to
be short forty dollars.  Between the fact she didn't remember what happened
when she was in that state and Rick wouldn't be there, I could ask her to
strip for me and no one would ever know.  I'd spent all day telling myself
I wouldn't do anything twisted, but knew deep down that wasn't the case.

   I'd gotten so worried about it I'd called work to see if they needed me,
but they didn't.  I called Rick to see if I could hang out over there, but
he was working.  I tried three other friends and they either had plans with
their girls or were working.  No, I had nowhere to run and was going to
have to control myself.  I was jarred from my thoughts by the front door
opening and mom coming in,

   "Hey sweetie!" she smiled as she came over to the couch.

   "Hey mom," I said as I took in my mother who was dressed in a one piece
black dress that was as short as her skirt was yesterday.

   Mom leaned over and kissed my cheek, and my eyes were again presented
with her tits all but falling out of the low cut dress.  I could see she
was wearing a matching black bra.  I dropped my eyes to see she was wearing
another pair of fuck me heels and could already feel my cock stirring.

   "You okay, honey?"

   "Yeah," I nodded looking up so that our faces were inches apart.

   "You sure, you're flushed."

   Before I could respond, mom leaned forward and pressed her lips to my
forehead.  I let my eyes drop to her tits again and became aware of my cock
fully hard between my legs.  I was only wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and a
pair of running shorts and a glance down at my crotch revealed my erection
was pretty obvious.  Mom moved he lips from my forehead and pressed them
against my cheek.

   Her long brown hair was tickling my arm and the scent of her perfume
along with her tits in my line of sight told me my hard on was going
nowhere soon and as she stood up, I dropped my hands in my lap.

   "You're a little warm, you feeling okay?"

   For a minute I saw my out, I could say I hadn't been feeling well all
day and was tired.  I could go upstairs and pretend to sleep and get out of
listening to the cd.  The next two nights I had to work and by then maybe
she would forget about it.

   I was starting to say I was sick when mom lifted her leg and placing her
foot on the couch leaned over to undo the strap on her shoe.  As she did
her dress rode up and I was confronted with a view of her thigh and curve
of her ass from the side.

   "You up to the session Luke?  If not we can always do it..."

   "No," I blurted, "I really want to!"

   "Good." Mom smiled at me as she switched feet to remove her other shoe,
"I've been looking forward to it all day, have you?"

   "Oh, yeah," I whispered as straightened up and turned to face me, "I can
hardly wait."

   "Well, then let's go listen to it." She laughed and walking over to the
stereo removed the cd and stated walking down the hallway.

   "Where are you going?"

   "In my bedroom.  They say to do it where you were most comfortable, but
I wasn't letting Rick in my room." She laughed, "He's a nice kid, but I can
tell he's a little pervert.  Probably would try to tell me to take my
clothes off or something."

   "I...I don't think he would do that." I tried to laugh.

   "Yeah, well I don't trust him," stopping at her door, she frowned, "You
coming honey?"

   "Sure," I nodded and standing up, quickly turned to the side so she
wouldn't see the bulge in my pants, "Let me grab a chair, you have nowhere
to sit in there."

   "Don't bother; you can lie down next to me in my bed."

   Oh, fuck me, I thought as un-tucking my shirt I pulled it down to cover
my crotch, this was going to be trouble.

   "Let's go," Mom rolled her eyes, "I can't wait to start!"

   "Me either." I muttered as I began to walk down the hall my hands
awkwardly clasped in front of my raging hard on.

   *****

   "You comfortable?" Mom asked beside me.

   "Sure." I answered, well comfortable except for the fact my cock was
semi hard and I was still keeping my hands over it.

   "I'm not, hold on." Mom said, then sliding close enough that our
shoulders were touching, she sighed, "That's better; I usually lay in the
middle of the bed."

   I didn't answer instead I looked down the length of our bodies to where
Mom's long leg was pressing against mine.  Her skin was smooth and warm and
once again my cock was making itself known.  I turned my head and saw mom
looking at me.  Our faces were not more than a foot apart and she smiled,
"Thank you for doing this with me."

   "No problem."

   "Good, because I really feel like I'm getting closer and closer to
exactly what I want."

   "What do you want?"

   I instantly wanted to smack myself as I had just given her an opening to
tell me how badly she needed to go out and have fun or something
inappropriate.  Instead, and to my great relief, she winked, "You said not
to tell or it might not work remember?"

   "Oh, yeah." I laughed.

   "Okay, just a sec." Mom leaned over and I heard a click and looking over
saw she was lighting a couple of candles on the night stand.

   "Isn't it supposed to be dark?"

   "It's supposed to be relaxing and I love candles." She replied, "Here,
there's a couple on your side."

   Mom passed me the long plastic lighter we used for the grill and rolling
over onto my side, I lit the two candles.  Leaving the lighter on the table
I returned to lying on my back.

   "Okay, here we go," she said and reaching out, turned on the small CD
player on her night stand.

   I closed my eyes and barely listened to the lame voice going on about
relaxing and suggestibility and whatever else it was rambling.  Instead I
tried to let my mind drift, telling myself to just chill and stay right
there until the stupid thing ended.

   More importantly, I tried not to think of mom next to me and what I had
been picturing since last night.  That was easier said than done with her
leg up against mine.  Nevertheless so far so good and even my erection was
finally dwindling.

   "Hmmm," Mom sighed next to me.

   I opened my eyes at the sound as there seemed to be a little more to it
than just a noise of contentment.

   "Hmm, ohhh, that's nice." Mom purred less than a foot from my ear.

   I jumped when her leg lifted and draped across mine.  Moving carefully,
I sat up and looked down at mom.

   "Goddamn," I whispered at the sight before me.

   Mom was breathing heavily, her tits rising and falling and her hips were
rocking up and down.  The leg she had draped over mine had straightened and
as I watched, her toes curled and she released a long moan that caused me
to look at her face.  She was flushed red and her full lips were parted. 
Another moan came from those lips and my cock was once again in the notice
me position.

   "Oh, yes." Mom groaned as her hips started moving faster.

   Her hands had been clasped across her stomach, but she slid her left
down and to my surprise began pulling her dress up.  I sat up further and
watched as she hiked it up to her hips, exposing a lacey black thong.  Her
hand slid back down and rubbed her pussy through the lace.

   "Yes, baby, hmmm, just like that!"

   Her fingers moved faster and after a moment her other hand slid down and
grabbing the thing started sliding it to the side.

   "Mom stop!" I blurted out.

   She paused, but started to pull at the thing again.  Realizing the CD
was still going, I leaned over her and shut it off.  When I leaned back, I
saw her hand had stopped moving and her breathing was slowing down.

   "Mom, what were you thinking about?"

   She didn't answer and remembering that yesterday I had to tell her what
to do, rephrased it.

   "Mom, tell me what you're thinking about."

   "I'm thinking about what I want." She said softly.

   "W...what do you want?"

   "I want to get fucked," she said simply.

   I swallowed nervously and was aware of my heart beating hard and my cock
throbbing between my legs.

   "I haven't since Bill left." She continued, "I need it so bad!"

   "O...okay." I replied.

   "But he was right, I used to be nervous and shy, now I want to be dirty,
I want to suck and fuck and..."

   "Mom stop." I said.

   She stopped speaking and lay there staring up at the ceiling.  I could
feel the heat of her leg on mine and looking down at her still parted lips
I licked my mine.  Even as part of me said not to do it, the rest of me
figured, what the hell it was just a kiss.

   "Mom sit up for me."

   Without speaking she did as I asked and when she was sitting up next to
me, I asked, "Will you kiss me?"

   "Of course," she leaned over and kissed my cheek.

   "No, uh...will you kiss me on the lips?" "You're...." she looked
confused, "You're my son, I shouldn't."

   Shit!  That made me feel good about this.

   "Pretend I'm not." I told her.  "Just um, pretend I'm some young guy who
thinks you're hot you want to kiss."

   "Young?" she repeated her brown eyes widening, "That's what I want, a
nice good looking young man to fuck me."

   "Fine, but right now, just kiss me."

   Mom hesitated for a moment and I felt my stomach clench.  She had spoken
without being asked a question and I wondered if she was coming out of the
trance.  I was pulled from my thoughts, by her turning on the bed to face
me.  She placed her hand behind my head and I watched as she closed her
eyes and parting those perfect lips leaned closer.

   I cocked my head and parting my own lips kept my eyes open as her face
closed in on mine.  It had just dawned on me how pretty she really was when
her soft lips pressed against mine.  I gasped, then released a soft moan as
those amazing lips began working gently back and forth and after a brief
'am I really doing this' moment, I returned the kiss.

   Mom moaned in her throat and her fingers curled tightly in my hair.  She
kissed me harder and I had just started to return it just as hard when I
felt her tongue slide out against my lips.  I immediately opened my mouth
and groaned when her tongue entered it and slid across my own.  Getting
caught up, I slipped my arms around her waist and drew her into me as our
tongues danced across each other.  Mom moaned into my mouth and I could
feel her nipples pressing into my chest even through our clothing.

   It occurred to me how much better it would feel if there was no clothing
and after a brief hesitation, slid my lips from hers.

   "That was nice," she breathed, "I don't want to stop."

   "Mom, stand up."

   She shrugged and sliding off the bed stood next to it.  I took a deep
breath and realizing I was starting to play a very dangerous and forbidden
game, said softly, "Mom, take your dress off."

   Without so much as a pause, Mom slid the straps from her shoulders and
pushed the dress down to her waist.

   "Stop." I said softly

   She did as I asked and I took a moment to stare at her impressive tits
in the black lace bra.  I could see the darker skin of her nipples through
the lace and could see them poking through the thin material.

   "You like them, my sexy young lover?" she asked.

   I almost asked her why she was speaking, when I remembered that I had
told her to act as if I were someone else.

   "Oh, yeah." I nodded, and then feeling my nervousness fading away said,
"Turn around so I can see your ass when you take the dress off."

   "Whatever you say, baby." Mom said with a wink.

   She turned and grabbing the sides of her dress pushed it down to the
floor.  She bent over as she did and I felt my cock jump in my shorts at
the sight of her perfect ass in her black thong.  Like yesterday, the thong
left the cheeks of her ass completely exposed.  Unlike yesterday however,
she didn't stay still, but shimmied back and forth as she stepped out of
the dress.

   "Goddamn, you have a nice ass." I told her.

   "I'm glad you like it," she said as she straightened up.  "Bet you'd
like my tits even better,"

   Still keeping her back to me she reached around and started unclasping
her bra.  When she finished she let it go and as the straps fell away I
stared at her long brown hair lying against the smooth skin of her back.

   Mom slid the straps down her shoulders and a second later playfully
flipped the bra over her shoulder at me.  It landed on the bed, but I paid
it no mind.  All I could think of, was I was seconds away from seeing my
mother's bare tits.

   I knew there were a lot of things wrong with that thought, but at this
point I admittedly could care less.  No matter what happened, mom would
never remember this and no one else would know.

   "You want to see them, baby?" she asked.

   "Turn around." I said, my heart pounding in anticipation.

   Mom turned and I frowned when I saw she had her hands over her tits. 
That frown turned into a smile when she released a little girl giggle and
said, "Tell me what you want!"

   "Mom, I want you to show me your tits."

   "These?" She spread her fingers so I could see her hard pink nipples
protruding through them and felt a wet sensation as my cock began to drip
down my leg.

   "A...all of them."

   "Only if you come closer." She said, with a sexy smile that caused my
heart to skip a beat.

   I got to my knees on the bed and shuffled forward until I was kneeling
on the edge of it.  I looked down at Mom's nipples peeking out at me
between her red tipped fingernails and said, "I want to see your tits."

   "And you will, when you take your shirt off."

   "I...you're supposed to listen to what I say," I told her, and
immediately felt like an idiot.

   "I..." Mom frowned, "But I'm supposed to release my inhibitions and take
charge, that's what this dream is about!"

   Dream?  So mom did still think she was under and...It hit me that this
was what mom was using the tape for, she wanted to be able to cut loose and
fuck a...had she said young stud?  Shit, I thought, my cock twitching again
in my pants, Mom really wanted to be a cougar!

   Mom was looking at me and seemed confused.  Not wanting to do anything
that might slow her up, or worse snap her out of her relaxed state, I
quickly stripped my shirt off and tossed it on the floor.

   "Ooh, look at you!" she whispered.

   "Now let's look at you." I replied, my voice trembling with excitement.

   "Tada!" Mom exclaimed as she released her tits and raised her hands over
her head.

   "Holy shit." I said softly.

   Mom's tits were amazing!  They were perfectly rounded and bigger than I
had expected, but still sitting high and firm.  Her pink nipples looked as
hard as my aching cock felt.

   "You like them?" she asked.

   "I love them!"

   "Then come love them!"

   "Okay, I..."

   My words were cut off by her reaching out and grabbing the back of my
head, shoving my mouth down to her right tit.  So much for telling her what
to do, but there were worse things than having your face shoved into a
gorgeous breast, even if it was your mother's.  I eagerly opened my mouth
and mom moaned loudly when I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth.

   Her fingers dug hard into my scalp, but I barely noticed the pain as
right now the only thing that mattered was that my tongue was swirling
around mom's swollen nipple and she loved it!

   "Yes!" she cried out, "That's it, suck that tit!  Show me you want it!"

   I started sucking harder on it and bringing my hands up, cupped her
heavy tits and stroked her other nipple with my thumb.

   "Oh, I like that!" she purred, "You know what you want don't you, baby?"

   "Oh, yeah!" I said, while removing her nipple from my mouth and quickly
going to the other.

   "Good, because I know exactly what I want."

   I gasped around her tit when I felt her grab my cock, through my shorts
and give it a squeeze.

   "Hmmm," she cooed, "Is that all for me?"

   "Yes." I moaned around her pink nipple as she squeezed again and I felt
my precum begin dripping down my leg.

   "Bad boy, letting me play with your nice hard cock like this."

   That caught my attention.  Was she coming out of it?  No, she would
freak and knock me on my ass if she knew who I really was.

   "Why is that bad?" I asked, looking up at her.

   "Because it shouldn't still be hidden, it should be in my mouth not my
hand!"

   Before I could reply, mom put her hands on my shoulders and gave me a
hard shove.  I fell awkwardly onto my back, with my legs bent beneath me.
Grabbing my ankles, mom yanked my legs out and let them drop so they were
hanging off the bed.  As soon as she let go of my legs, she reached down
and started unsnapping my shorts and I was struck by what she had said,

   "Y...your mouth?" I repeated.

   "Hmm-mm" Mom nodded and unzipping my shorts, grabbed the sides of them,
"Lift up." She told me.  "I want that cock!"

   I did as she asked and Mom all but ripped my shorts and underwear down
to my ankles.  My cock sprang free and I groaned when she grabbed it and
squeezed harder than before.  I moaned at the sensation of my mother's soft
hand touching my now bare cock and watched dumbstruck as she dropped
quickly to her knees.

   She began slowly stroking my cock and running her tongue across her
lips, whispered, "Look at this nice hard dripping cock!  It's been a long
time since I sucked one, especially one this..." she giggled, "Young."

   She brought her other hand up between my legs and I released a pathetic
sounding moan as she started caressing my balls while jerking me off.  She
was staring at my cock and there was a look of lust in her eyes that caused
my cock to jump in her hand.

   She licked her lips once more and as she lowered her head I thought,
'Holy shit, my mother was going to suck my cock!'

   Mom slipped her tongue out and my hips jerked as it teased across the
tip of my cock.  She pulled her head back and my eyes widened at the sight
of a trail of my pre cum dangling from it.  Her brown eyes staring into
mine she slurped the sticky fluid into her mouth and smacking her lips
sighed, "Hmm, that's good, but I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth."

   "In your..."

   "In my mouth." She gave me a sultry smile that had my cock twitching in
her hand again, "Every fucking drop.  That way you'll be nice and relaxed
and will be able to fuck me without cumming so fast."

   "I'm going to fuck you?" I asked like an idiot.

   "Yes, you are baby; you are going to fuck my needy little pussy."
Leaning forward she pressed her tits against my thighs and asked, "Would
you like to fuck me?"

   "Yes!" I moaned as grabbing her tits, she wrapped them around my aching
cock.

   "But you want something else first don't you, baby?"

   She punctuated that remark by starting to bounce up and down causing my
cock to slide between her soft tits.  Bending her head, she stuck her
tongue out and again caught the head of my cock as it slipped up through
her tits.

   "Oh, oh, please don't tease me!" I whined, like the kid she was making
me feel like.

   "Tell me what you want," releasing my cock from between her tits, she
caught it in her hand and leaning over, placed her mouth less than an inch
away from it.

   "I...want you to suck my cock!"

   "Hmm, better than that." She laughed and gave my cock a quick flick of
her tongue that caused me to whimper,

   "Mom, please!"

   "Mom?" she cocked her head at me, "You want your mother to suck your
cock?"

   "I..." oh, fuck!  I blew it!  My mind began to race to try to think of
something to say, but mom laughed,

   "You are a naughty boy!  Is that what you want deep down inside?  You
want your mommy to blow you?  You want to fuck your sexy mommy?"

   "I..."

   "I'll be your mommy." She smiled, "You're my young stud and I'm your hot
mommy!" she sighed, "I love these dreams!"

   Dreams?  I was getting confused, but all that really mattered was my
throbbing dick was being stroked by my mother and her luscious lips were
inches from it.

   "Now, go ahead," she continued, "No holding back, tell me what you
want."

   She punctuated her words, by ticking my balls with her fingernails and
figuring I was already damned no matter what, said, firmly,

   "Mom I want you to suck my cock."

   "Yes, sir!" she giggled and with no further hesitation, took my cock
deep into her mouth.

   I moaned in pleasure at the incredible feeling of my mother's warm wet
mouth, and then cried out when she opened wider and took me all the way
down to the base of my shaft.

   'Oh, fuck!" I groaned as her tongue slid out and began licking my balls.

   "Hmmm" Mom moaned around my cock, before slowly working her way back up
to the tip.

   My eyes rolled back and I was breathing heavily at the feeling of Mom's
soft tongue pressed against my shaft as she once again worked her way to
the base.  Her eyes opened and as she looked into mine she began shaking
her head back and forth.

   I gasped and my hips twitched, driving my cock deeper into her mouth and
she moaned in approval.  Mom removed my cock from her mouth, with a wet
slurping sound and licked her lips.

   "Damn, I've always wanted to suck like that, but never could." Smiling
up at me she winked, "Then again I never had such a nice young cock to suck
before." Pushing her lips into a pout she asked, "Can I suck it some more,
baby?"

   "You...you can suck it all you want." I told her.

   She laughed, "Yeah?  All I want?  Well I want to suck it until you give
me a nice big load in my mouth, how's that?"

   "Oh, fuck yeah." I nodded

   "Hmm, so naughty," she whispered as she stroked my cock, "Wanting to cum
in mommy's mouth, that's okay though, because you're mommy's pretty bad
too, know why?"

   "Why?" I asked as she teased her tongue around the head of my cock.

   "Because your mommy wants to suck her son's big beautiful cock."

   Wait, was this part of her dream, was it supposed to be what I wanted to
hear?

   My thoughts were cut off when mom dipped her head down and began to lick
my balls.

   "Oh, that feels good!" I moaned as she began to stroke me faster while
her soft wet tongue bathed my balls.  "No...no one's ever done that." I
added, and then felt stupid again.

   "Well who knows how to take care of a boy, better than his mother?" she
asked

   "No one?" I managed to get out as she had now taken my balls in her
mouth and begun to suck on them.

   Mom released my balls and smiled, "Exactly, and I'm going to prove it by
sucking you off, nice and hard."

   Her words were barely out of her mouth when she replaced them with my
cock.  Once again I cried out as mom effortlessly took my dick down to my
balls.  This time however, there was no teasing.  Instead she began bobbing
her head in a quick steady rhythm, sliding her mouth back up to the tip,
before taking me deep again.

   I sat there moaning and whimpering as my eyes took in the sight of my
mother giving me a blow job.  Her eyes were open and I could see the
pleasure in them as she eagerly devoured my hard flesh.  I could feel her
tongue caressing my cock and the sight and feel of her soft lips sliding up
and down my shaft was amazing.

   Unable to help it, my hips started rocking, pushing my cock deeper into
her mouth.  Mom was moaning each time she took me deep and I noticed she
had adjusted the speed of her sucking to my movements.

   Some of Mom's hair fell across her face and reaching out; I moved it to
the side.  Mom grabbed my wrist and placing my hand on top of her head,
winked at me.  Taking the hint, I started pushing and pulling on her hair,
guiding her mouth up and down my cock.  I sat up further so I could look
down and saw she was moving her hips as well.  That sent a thrill through
me; she was getting worked up sucking me off!

   I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my thighs and became aware
of my legs beginning to shake.  Mom wrapped her fingers around the base of
my cock and started slowly stroking as her mouth picked up speed.  Her
other hand was rubbing my balls and I my hips started moving faster.  I as
getting close to cumming and moaned,

   "Oh please don't stop mom, please keep sucking, oh, just like that!" I
was at a point I was whimpering, but didn't care; all that mattered was
that I was seconds away from blowing a load in my mother's mouth.

   Mom giggled around my cock and taking my cock deep once again shook her
head, but this time she gave my balls a pretty good squeeze.

   "Oh Mom!" I cried out as my cock exploded in her mouth.

   Mom squealed delightedly in her throat and began bobbing her head faster
and harder than before.  My hand tightened, pulling her hair, but she
didn't seem to mind.  Instead she was moaning almost as loudly as I was as
my cock squirted into her welcoming mouth.

   Mom was stroking harder as well, causing my cock to spurt even harder.
My hips were bucking, sending my load even deeper into her throat, but she
continued to suck and moan happily as her son's balls emptied into her
mouth.

   When there was nothing left, I whimpered and moaned for her to stop. 
Mom slipped my cock out to the tip, and then gave it another hard suck.  I
cried out as she managed to get a couple of more drops from my leaking
dick. Mom sat back on her knees and opening her mouth, showed me her cum
coated tongue.  Closing it, she made a show of swallowing, and then opened
it again.

   "All gone!" she laughed.

   "Oh man." I whispered, trying to catch my breath.

   "Well," Mom began as she stood up in front of me, "I think since your
mommy took good care of you, you should return the favor don't you think?"

   She had turned around and hooking the sides of her thong, worked it down
her hips.  She bent over to slide it down to her feet and I licked my lips
at the sight of her smooth, pink and even from a distance, I could tell,
very wet pussy winking out from between her thighs.

   "Like the view?" she asked, as she playfully shook her perfect ass at
me.

   "Very much." I told her.

   Mom stepped out of the thong and turning around walked over to the bed,
pointing at the floor, she said, "I think we should switch positions, don't
you?"

   "Whatever you want!" I exclaimed, sliding off the bed so fast it hurt my
knees when they hit the floor.

   Not that I minded as with a sexy smile, Mom sat on the edge of the bed
and spreading her legs open, reached down and spread her pussy open.

   "Look at that," I shook my head as I stared at her long red nails
sliding through her pink lips.

   "Don't look at it, baby, lick it."

   Her words were followed by her beckoning to me, and sliding over, I
crawled between her legs.

   "That's better," she smiled, "Now be a naughty boy and make mommy cum
nice and hard that way my pussy will be even wetter when you fuck me."

   Placing my trembling hands on her soft thighs, I leaned in and after
briefly kissing the inside of her thigh, pressed my lips to her swollen
clit.

   "Hmm, that's one way to kiss your mother," Mom sighed.

   I paused to take a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of my mother's
pussy and sliding my lips down, slipped my tongue directly into her sopping
wet box.  Mom gasped as my tongue swirled around inside her and my eyes
rolled back at the taste of her forbidden juices.  Mom raised her legs and
placing her soft feet on my shoulders, placed her hand in my hair, running
her fingers through it as my tongue continued to probe her pussy.

   "Hmm, how does your mommy taste?" she asked, "I hope you like it,
because if you do a good job, I'll let you taste it again!"

   Again?  Well I had no doubt in my mind that me and mom would be
listening to this tape together every night at this point and I would be
getting more of Her pussy.  Somewhere in the back of my head I realized
that was a sick thought, but who cared?

   No one would know, not even her.  Removing my tongue from her delicious
pussy, I began working it slowly through the soft wet folds of her hot
moist flesh.  Mom released a soft moan that caused my semi hard cock to
twitch and sliding my hand up I eased two fingers into her pussy.

   "Oh, look at you." She groaned, "What a good boy you are!"

   I sighed into her lips at how hot wet and tight her pussy was.  I began
pumping my gingers slowly in and out; enjoying the sloppy wet sound they
made plunging into her dripping snatch.  My tongue reached her clit and
after tracing a couple of slow circles around it, I eagerly sucked it into
my mouth.

   Mom cried out and lifted her hips, pushing her wet flesh into my face.
She was still holding her pussy open and I could feel her fingers trembling
alongside my cheek as I began sucking her clit in time with my thrusting
fingers.  Mom was moaning continuously and her hips were rocking up and
down, helping to work my fingers in deeper.

   "That's it baby," she purred, "Work that clit, make mommy come for you!"

   I released her clit from my mouth and pressing my tongue against it,
began licking it as hard and fast as I could.  Mom gasped and I could feel
her fingers tighten in my hair and her thighs were starting to shake.  I
began plunging my fingers in, going as hard as I dared as my tongue danced
across her hard little button.

   "Hmm, just like that." She moaned, "Oh, honey I've needed my pussy eaten
like this for a long time, suck my clit nice and hard, baby!"

   Once again, I took her clit into my mouth and as she asked started
sucking hard enough to cause my lips to make loud wet smacking sounds as I
released her clit only to suck it quickly back in.  Mom's hips were
grinding harder and faster and I felt her toes curl into my shoulders.  She
let go of my hair and I looked up to see she was cupping her tits and
stroking her nipples with her thumbs.

   "Right there!" She cried out, "Oh, baby please make your mommy cum the
way she needs to!  Please just keep...Oh!"

   I flinched at the sound of mom releasing a long loud wail of pleasure. I
looked up again to see she had thrown her head back and as I drove my
fingers knuckle deep into her pussy, felt it tighten around them.  Mom
threw her head back and screamed so loudly I wondered if the neighbors
could hear her.  I started to slow my sucking, but mom clamped her thighs
around my face, "Keep sucking!" she cried.

   I did as she asked, keeping my fingers and tongue busy as she pumped her
hips, grinding her quivering flesh into my face.  I was getting a mouthful
of her juice and loved every minute of it as she writhed and squealed,
cumming from her son's eager tongue.  Mom's hips lifted and her pussy
tightened hard around my fingers.  Mom cried out louder than before and her
pussy convulsed, sending a warm sticky stream of fluid spraying out around
my fingers and into my face.

   "Oh, fuck." Mom moaned as her body relaxed and her legs dropped from my
shoulders, "Oh, I came so fucking hard!"

   I sat back on my knees wiping my face and unable to help it, began
licking the back of my hand, trying to get every drop of her sweet nectar.

   "I bet that cock is ready for your mommy's pussy, isn't it?"

   I stood up so she could see my once again fully hard cock and lifting
her legs, she placed her feet on my chest, licking her lips she said,

   "Then what are you waiting for?  Fuck your naughty mother!"

   There was nothing even remotely resembling remorse at this point. 
Grabbing her ankles, I leaned forward and with one long hard thrust plunged
my cock into the hottest, wettest, and sweetest pussy I had ever felt.

   We both cried out in pleasure as we crossed the ultimate line and my
cock began to thrust in and out of her amazing pussy.  I looked down in awe
at the sight of my long hard shaft disappearing into my mother's pink hole.

   The lips of her pussy looked as good as the ones on her face as they
clasped and sucked at my rock hard cock as I repeatedly drove into her.

   "Oh, fuck!" she screamed, "Oh, that fucking cock feels good!  Oh, you
are so hard for your mother aren't you?"

   "Yes," I moaned as I reared back and started fucking her even harder.

   "That's right, fuck your mommy!  Give it to her the way you've dreamed
of!  Love me the way you really want to love me!"

   I wasn't sure what we were doing could be called love, but far be it
from me to argue with my mother.  I spread my arms out, spreading her legs
as far as I could and squeezing her ankles hard, continued to hammer away
at her sloppy wet pussy.

   "Yes, baby, yes!  Oh, honey this is how I've wanted to fuck for years!"

   I moaned and moved my eyes to stare at her huge tits bouncing back and
forth as I dove harder and harder into her.  I let her ankles go and
leaning over, captured her right nipple in my mouth and started sucking on
it as I continued to fuck her.

   Mom moaned and wrapping her legs around my waist started bucking her
hips harder into me.  She grabbed my head and pushed, shoving her tit
deeper into my mouth.

   "Hmm, suck that tit!  Oh, you are such a good boy!" she cried, "And good
boys get rewards, stand up, let me move!"

   With a feeling of disappointment, I straightened and removed my cock
from inside her.  My disappointment was short lived however as Mom quickly
rolled over on her hands and knees and pointing that amazing ass at me,
said, "Now really fuck me!"

   Again as wrong as this was, there was nothing in me that wanted to stop.
Grabbing mom by the hips, I eased the head of my cock against her oozing
twat and slammed it home.

   "Oh, fuck yeah!" Mom cried, "Oh, that's fucking deep!"

   She wasn't kidding!  I was pounding her so hard I could feel my balls
slapping against her pussy.  I was fucking her harder than when she was on
her back and she was yelping with every hard thrust of my glistening cock.
I shook my head to clear the wet from my eyes and took in the sight of her
amazing body.

   My cock looked incredible sliding in and out from between her thighs and
ass cheeks and the smooth skin of her back was covered in sweat.  Her long
brown hair was sticking to it in places and on a whim I reached out. 
Grabbing her hair, I pulled it back lifting her head.

   "Oh, look at you!" she called out, "Bad boy!  But I fucking love it!  Oh
this is what I fucking needed!"

   Holding her hair I started ramming her so hard our skin was slapping
together and my hips were hitting her ass so hard I would probably have
bruises tomorrow.  In front of me mom was just about howling as I tore into
her succulent pussy.

   "Pullout!" she moaned, "I want to ride that cock!"

   This time I wasn't disappointed in the least.  I quickly hopped onto the
bed and had barely gotten onto my back, when Mom swung her leg over my hips
so she was straddling me.  Reaching back, she grabbed my cock and guiding
it to her pussy let her weight go.

   We both yelped as she impaled herself on my pole and I cried out in
surprise as bracing her hands on my chest, mom started driving her hips
wildly up and down on me.

   "Oh, fuck me!" I moaned as she began lifting higher and coming down
harder.

   "That's what I'm doing!" she said as she leaned over me, her hair
hanging in her face and tickling my shoulders, "I'm fucking the shit out of
you!"

   She wasn't kidding!  Mom was riding me like I was a bronco and coming
down so hard on me I could feel the bed bouncing beneath me, causing me to
spring up even harder into her.  Mom leaned over further and sliding her
arms underneath mine hugged me close to her.

   I could feel her hot breath in my air and even better her hard nipples
pressing into my chest.  We were both sweating and the sensation of our hot
sticky skin pressing together felt damn good, then again, what about this
didn't?

   "Put your arms around me and fuck me!" she moaned in my ear.

   Wrapping my arms around her slender waist, I pinned her tighter against
me and lifting my hips started driving my cock into her as hard as I could.
Mom squealed in my ear and that sound along with the fact I'd been fucking
her like an animal and how good her amazing pussy felt, caused me to gasp.
I could feel the cum building up within me and as I continued to thrust
away, I moaned in her ear, "Oh.  Mom!  I...I'm going to cum!  I..."

   "Go ahead baby," she whispered, "Cum for me, cum for mommy, I...."

   Mom's words were cut off by my crying out loudly in her ear as my cock
erupted inside of her.

   "Oh, honey!" she moaned as cum squirted deep inside of her incredible
pussy.  "Oh, yes!"

   I continued to pump, each thrust ending in another hot squirt of cum. 
Mom moaned and whimpered in my ear, small sounds of pleasure as her son
continued to paint the inside of his mother's pussy.  I stopped moving then
whimpered myself as Mom took over, clamping her pussy, then releasing it,
milking the last of my cum from my spent cock.

   "Yes, baby, every drop, you give mommy every drop."

   I moaned pathetically in her ear and she stopped moving.  We lay there,
covered and sweat and wrapped in each other's arms.  As my heart started to
slow down and I caught my breath, it occurred to me how good mom felt lying
there on top of me, and not just sexually, it just felt good, like it was
where I belonged.  As if reading my mind, mom whispered, "You feel good
baby, holding you is even better than the sex."

   "You do feel good." I replied kissing her neck.

   "I always thought that would be the best of both worlds, hot nasty sex,
but with someone you trust and love so it's not really dirty, but fun and
then lay like this and feel so at peace."

   Mom was starting to talk a lot more and I felt the butterflies start up
in my stomach.  I looked over at the CD and was trying to figure out how to
slip out of her grasp and start it up again.  As Mom sighed and playfully
nibbled on my ear lobe, I realized I would have to get her to shower then
dress, otherwise how to explain her being sweaty and...having a pussy full
of cum?

   Mom, solved part of the problem.  With a sigh and a sweet kiss on my
lips, she rolled over on her back next to me.

   'I don't know about you, but I'm sleepy," she looked over at me and
smiled, "Want to nap with me?"

   "Well, uh..."

   "Tell you what," she said, reaching down and teasing her nails along my
thigh.  "How about we nap, then go take a nice hot shower together and you
can fuck me while we're in there." She giggled, "Be all dirty while we get
clean."

   I paused wondering how long this could last.  I wondered if she fell
asleep within her trance how she would wake up.  If she woke up as herself
naked and next to her equally naked son there would be hell to pay.

   "Is it such a bad offer, I can't get an answer?"

   "No." I told her, "I was just..."

   "Just...?" she gave me a strange smile.

   "Just thinking maybe we could shower now."

   "Now?  You could get it up again?  Hmm, youth and enthusiasm!"

   "Uh...sure." I told her figuring if nothing else touching her wet soapy
skin would get me hard again and then I could....

   "Then what?" Mom rolled over on her side so she was looking at me, "You
get me to blow dry my hair, put my dress back on and..." she winked, "Say
release?"

   "Release?" My eyes widened and my stomach sank.  "Mom....I uh....want
you too..."

   "To what, forget all about how my son took advantage of his hypnotized
mother and fucked her?"

   "Mom I'm so sorry!" I blurted, "I...I don't know why I..."

   "You did it because you wanted to," she traced her fingernails down my
cheek.  "And ask yourself this, if I didn't want to, would I?"

   "I...well maybe if you were in a...."

   "Luke please.  You're right, that tape is stupid."

   "It is?"

   "Yes, but the seminar wasn't.  It talked about realizing what you
wanted, what you would most hold back from and to just let go and not hold
back."

   "And you wanted to have sex." I said nervously, "But not with me, I..."

   "How do you know?" she gave me what seemed to be an equally nervous
smile.  "See Luke, this is all on me.  I...I started thinking about you.  I
really wanted to enjoy sex, but once your dad hurt me, I was crushed and
who could I trust not to hurt me?"

   "I would never hurt you." I told her, putting my hand over hers.  Then
felt like an ass because I had no problem with taking advantage of her.

   "I know and I had a dream you said that to me and we had amazing sex.  I
couldn't shake the dream and as bad as it sounds I started dressing slutty
to see if you would look and you did.  So I acted like the tape worked."

   She laughed, "I even let your little pervert friend see my ass.  Then
tonight when you started asking me?" she smiled, "Honey you couldn't have
made me happier."

   "But, what we did..."

   "Might be wrong, but it didn't feel that way!" she told me.  "And know
what?  Just like I am sure you were thinking, who is going to know?  We can
have a lot of fun honey, a lot."

   Sliding closer she caused me to gasp when she grabbed my cock.  "Baby I
have years to make up for.  I know you're young and might find a girl you
like and that's fine, but in the meantime how about you keep your mom nice
and happy and let her be the little slut she wants to be?"

   "I..."

   "Well what do you say baby?" mom asked stroking my once again interested
cock.

   "I..." I looked down at her amazing tits with their hard pink nipples. I
licked my lips then with a smile said,

   "Mom, I want you to come fuck me in the shower."


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