Mother & Son Celebrate Christmas Ch. 07

"I love sucking your big tits. I love your hand feeling my prick Cynthia," he said whispering the lust that he had for her in her ear in the way that she had been whispering the lust that she had for him in his ear too.

Aroused by the provocativeness of his words, she rejoiced over his words that her son loves sucking her big tits. She was more than sexually encouraged that her son loves her hand feeling his stiff prick. Things that a son should never say to his mother, instead of being revolted and/or disgusted, she swooned at all that her son sexually said to her. She continued fondling her son's cock through his underwear while he continued French kissing her, feeling her tits, and fingering her nipples. Now or never, down and dirty, it was time to get real.

"Take off your pants David," she said whispering in his ear.

Something that most mothers would and should never say to their sons, unless they're sick with a fever or on fire, shocking even herself by blurting out such an inappropriate request, she found the courage and was sexually excited enough to ask Jerry to remove his pants. Perhaps, had they not been playing a pretend game, she never would have asked her son to remove his pants. If only to prove to herself that she wasn't dreaming this and/or sexually fantasizing this, she needed to see her son's prick. The point of no return, she couldn't wait for the moment that she not only saw her son's prick but also touched, felt, fondled, and stroked her son's prick before sucking and fucking his prick.

Briefly before discounting the thought, she wondered what happened in her life to make her so sexually attracted to her son. Briefly before discounting that thought too, she wondered what she did wrong to make her son so sexually attracted to her. Yet, whether something happened to her and/or something that she did to him, what did it matter? She was in the moment now, something she'll never, ever forget, the day she had sex with her son.

"Okay," he said standing to kick off his shoes.

"Show me your cock," she said as if he was a CFNM stripper and she was an impatient, inebriated customer ready to put a dollar bill in his G-string. "I want to touch you, feel you, and fondle you," she said while watching him remove his pants. "It's been such a long time since I felt your big, hard prick in my hot, horny hand David," she said while pretending to stay in character.

Immediately obeying his mother, Jerry removed his pants. Then, as if removing the shroud from a realistically lifelike sculpture of a naked man on display at an art gallery, he removed his underwear too. Standing before his mother nearly naked but for his short tee shirt and with his erect cock proudly displayed, he stepped closer to her as she leaned forward. As if she was a female doctor, an urologist, and he was being examined, he watched his mother stare at his cock without touching it in the way that he stared at her breasts without touching them at first.

Pulsating and throbbing, his naked cock dared his mother to do more than just stare. Teasing her with his hard prick in the way she teased him with her naked breasts, his exposed prick gave her a sexy, penile dance to tempt her to touch him. Jerry's stiff prick dared his mother to feel him and take him in her hand to fondle him and stroke him before taking him in her mouth to suck him and before taking him in her pussy to fuck him. Obviously, just by the sexually deranged look on his face, in the way that he couldn't wait to feel and suck his mother's naked breasts, he couldn't wait for her to feel and suck his naked cock. Tits for cock and balls, in the way that Jerry stared at his mother's naked breasts, Janice stared at her son's naked cock and balls.

As convolutedly confusing but absolutely necessary to continue the pretense while playing the game, he pretended that she was Cynthia and she deceived him into thinking that she believed that he was David. Yet, in the way that it excited her more to have sex with her son than with her husband, she wondered if it would excite him more to believe that he was having sex with his mother instead of his ex-wife. Seemingly a mother having sex with her son and a son having sex with his mother was forbidden and so wrong. Yet, in the course of just playing a game while pretending that they were someone else, her ruse was working.

Nevertheless the success of the game, she wished she could end the game while continuing to have sex with her son as his mother instead of as his bitch of a cougar, ex-wife. Stopping the pretense, she'd love for him to call her Janice, Mom, or mother while sucking her tits and fingering her pussy. Further sexually intensifying the game under the realities of incest, instead of under the guise of playing pretend, she'd love to call him Jerry or son while she played with his cock. Only with incestuous sex too dangerous a thing to do when not playing the game of pretend, pretending seemed to be the best and only way for them to get what they both so wanted without experiencing all the guilt and having remorse later. Maybe later, with both of them good with continuing an incestuous relationship, they wouldn't even have to play game of pretend for them to have sex.

"What do you think of my cock Cynthia," he said addressing her as his ex-wife while still playing his role in The Pretend Game.

She stared down at his exposed prick in the way that he stared down at her exposed breasts. Sexually excited, she stared at her son's cock in the way that a mother should never stare at her son's cock. Filled with sexual arousal, especially when with the thoughts of her pussy filled with him, she couldn't wait to let her son know what she really thought of his cock.

"You have a beautiful prick David," she said. "May I touch you?"

With her outstretch hand poised at the ready to wrap her fingers around his stiff prick, she waited for his invitation to touch him.

"Of course, being that you're my wife," he said watching his mother reach out her hand to touch him. "My cock is your cock," he said with a laugh.

Doing more than just touching him, she felt him, fondled him, and slowly stroked him while staring up at him to watch his reaction to his mother seeing and feeling his cock. Staring down at her hand, he watched her stroke his cock as if watching her having her way with his cock was his sexually fantasy too. While watching her stroking his cock, he reached his hand down and forward to feel her exposed breasts and finger her nipples.

"It's been so long since I sucked you," she said as if speaking to her deceased husband David. She looked up at him with her big, blue eyes to make eye contact with him before asking his permission for her to suck him. "May I take you in my mouth?"

Playing her game by teasing him with questions that she obviously knew the answers to, being that this was the game that she played with herself when masturbating over the thoughts of having sex with her son, she enjoyed this part of the game.

"Yes, of course you may suck me. I can't wait for you to take me in your mouth Cynthia. I can't wait for you to blow me," he said stepping closer to her.

Staring at his cock while stroking him and looking up at him, Janice teased her son by delaying the sensation of her taking him in her mouth. Enjoying the reality of the moment, not wanting to rush a thing, she took her sweet time with feeling his hard dick in her hand. Then leaning forward, she kissed his cock before flicking out her tongue to lick his cock while still staring up at him to see his reaction to her motherly tongue having her wicked way with his cock. Staring from her beautiful face to stare at her mouth and at her tongue licking his cock, he watched her as if he was a man having sex for the first time.

Teasing him by kissing his cock and licking his cock while gently cupping his testicles with one hand and stroking with her other hand, she made slow, sweet, oral love to his prick. In the way that she sucked her husband so very many times before, she took the head of her son's cock in her mouth and sucked him in the way that no mother should ever suck her son. Sucking him deeper while stroking him faster, with her tongue twirling around the head of his cock and flicking at his pee-hole, she continued sucking him deeper and stroking him faster.

"As much as I'm enjoying sucking your cock, I'd rather you strip me naked and eat my pussy, before making love to me," she said removing his cock from her mouth to speak. "Maybe we should continue our little game of pretend in my bedroom."

As if talking to her lover instead of her son, she was so inappropriately brazen with her sexual lust for her son. By pushing all of his buttons by spending time with his cock and with him responding in kind by giving as much attention to her tits as she gave to his prick, she punctuated their sexual time together by talking dirty to him and he followed suit.

"As much as I'm enjoying having you suck my cock, I'd like very much to strip you naked and eat your pussy Cynthia," he said. "Yes, we should adjourn to your bedroom where we'd be more comfortable."

To be continued...