Busted!

"Go for it," he said, pulling her forward and until the dildo nearly slipped out of her ass.

"Careful," she said, "don't let it pop out of me."

"I won't," he said, keeping the head of the dildo firmly nestled in her tight hole. He took his time, sliding her body back and forth, fucking the dildo. It wasn't long before her breathing turned ragged. "Are you ready to come?"

"Yes," she shouted, reaching for the dial and cranking it all the way to the max. "F-u-c-k," she cried out as the vibrator ravaged her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body.

She tugged on the chains clamped to her nipples and clit, mixing a jolt of pain with the intense pleasure ravaging her convulsing body.

She screeched as her legs buckled, forcing her off the cock in her ass. As her knees hit the floor, the vibrator popped out of her cunt and clattered across the tile floor.

He grabbed her by her armpits to keep her head from crashing to the floor. Between her shrieking, and the vibrator noisily skittering over the tile floor, the bathroom erupted in chaos.

*****

He dialed back the remote to silence the clattering vibrator. "So much for edging," he said, lifting her head and gazing into her eyes.

She looked up at him, bleary-eyed. "Yeah," she said, "guess I got carried away."

He laughed. "That was quite the show... you got me hard... again."

"I can see that," she said, glancing down at his stiff cock. She wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft and gave it several strokes. "Whatever shall I do with this?"

Joel smiled and stroked his chin, as if deep in thought.

She gave his cock a firm squeeze. "Oh, come on," she said, "I know exactly where you want to stuff this bad boy. Let me hear you say it!"

He licked his lower lip. "I've never fucked a girl in the ass before."

"Then you're in luck," she said. "I haven't either... at least by a real cock." She stood and unclipped the clamps from her nipples.

"Don't those hurt?"

She giggled and released the clamp from her clit. "Not anymore," she said, rising to her feet and turning him so his back was to the mirror. She pressed her body into his as she reached behind his back and broke the suction holding the dildo to the mirror. She gazed up into his eyes. "But I think I'm ready to try the real thing."

He excitedly spun her around and pressed his hard cock up against her ass crack.

"Patience," she said, "I want to come again." She snatched up the vibrator and slipped it back into her cunt. "Give me the remote."

He slipped the lanyard off his neck and draped it over hers. "Ready when you are?"

She bent forward at the waist and reached back to spread open her ass cheeks. "How's the view?"

"Fantastic," he said, staring into her tight little rosebud. "Are you sure about this?"

"No," she said, wiggling her ass from side to side. "So you better slip it in before I change my mind."

He suspected her ass was still lubed from fucking the dildo, but he couldn't resist drooling saliva into her ass crack and teasing it into her tight hole with his thumb.

"Ohhh," she said, "That's not so bad... this is gonna be a piece of cake." She dialed up the remote one notch, instantly sending tiny waves of pleasure through her eager body.

He laughed. "That was just my thumb," he said, twisting it in her ass. "I take it you're ready for my cock?"

"Fuck," she answered, "I knew that was too easy."

He pulled out his thumb and pressed the head of his cock up against her asshole. "Ready?"

Rather than answer, she gripped the handholds and shoved back with all her might. "Fuuu-c-k," she cried out as she impaled herself on her son's hard cock.

"Fuck, Mom, you're so tight... I'm not gonna last long."

"Me neither," she said, dialing up her vibrator two notches. "Fuck my ass... fuck it as hard as you can... don't hold back."

His balls slapped up against the vibrator as he pounded her with everything he had, grunting loudly with each thrust of his cock.

"Oh my god," she shrieked, cranking the vibrator up to maximum. "Don't stop... even if you come... don't you dare stop."

Between gasps for breath, he tried to tell her he wouldn't stop, but it was too late. He'd already reached his limit and exploded in her ass, pumping her full of hot cum.

"Go... go... go," she screamed, tweaking her nipples in a desperate effort to catch up with him.

Drained and exhausted, his legs about to buckle, Joel refused to give up. He gripped her hips to keep himself upright and kept pounding her, thrusting his cummy cock deep into her ass.

"More... more... more," she screeched. "I'm so close."

"I got this, Mom, but you better hurry."

Gasping for breath, she screeched, "I'm c-o-m-m-m-i-n-g."

He felt her body go rigid and clamp down on his cock as he yanked her upright and tightly wrapped his arms around her.

*****

"Mom," Joel said, standing behind his mother, "where'd you put my prescription?"

Aggie sat at her vanity and tended to her hair. His question caught her by surprise. "That's the reason you came looking for me."

He nodded. "You must have set an alarm for me, but I couldn't find the bottle when it woke me up."

She smacked her forehead with her open palm, realizing that it was her own fault that Joel had busted her. "I can't believe I did that... check my purse. It's in my dressing closet."

He returned, holding up the bottle.

She winked at him in the mirror. "Do you know what that kind of mistake that is called?"

He nodded. "Serendipity?"

"Exactly," she said. "Today was your lucky day."

He reached over her shoulder and tenderly squeezed her breast. "How about you?"

She hesitated, then reached behind her and fondled his soft cock. "Definitely... it's my lucky day, too."

He reached all the way down and threaded his fingers through her thatch of pubic hair. "Can I ask you something?"

She glanced up at him in the mirror. "Shoot?"

He twisted together a strand of her pubic hair and gave it a little tug. "Why don't you shave... down there?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm the only one who sees it... and it doesn't bother me."

"Oh," he said, "what about dad?"

She chuckled and gave him a conspiratorial look. "Just between you and me?"

He nodded.

"I think your dad might be gay... he hasn't seen me naked for years."

Dumbfounded, he withdrew his hand from her crotch. "No way!"

"I'm serious... he spends most of his time on the road, and has lost all interest in sex with me."

"Is that why—"

"Yes," she said, cutting him off. "When it comes to sex... I live in my own little fantasy world."

"Have you ever cheated on him before?"

She glared at him. "You mean before you fucked me?"

Chastened, he said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

She softened her gaze. "Technically, you're right... but the answer is no, I've never cheated on your father. Anything else you want to know?"

He nodded over to the big black dildo on the counter. "Did you already use that?"

She gave him a devilish look. "Too bad you missed it."

He arched his eyes, wondering what that must have looked like.

Sensing his curiosity, she said, "No... I did not take that monster up my ass... if that's what you're wondering."

He chuckled. "You know Herschel, the guy that put me in the hospital?"

She nodded.

He winked at her. "His hard cock is even bigger than that dildo."

She looked at him in disbelief. "And how would you know that?"

"Um," he said, struggling for an acceptable answer. "Just a guess."

"Bullshit," she said defiantly, squeezing his cock... hard.

"Ouch," he yelped.

"Tell me how it is that you've seen Herschel's erect cock."

"Okay... but it's supposed to be a secret."

She gave his cock another firm squeeze.

"Okay, okay," he said. "The day before game days, after practice, some of the cheerleaders sneak into the locker room."

She arched an eyebrow. "The coaches let them get away with that?"

He smiled. "It's like a tradition... so we'll be more focused on game day."

"Tell me they don't stick around to watch."

He shook his head. "Nope, it's just us and the cheerleaders... they take turns going down on us."

"The entire team?"

"No," he said, "mostly just the starters... but it's usually about a dozen guys."

"How many cheerleaders?"

"Depends. One time, just two showed up, but usually there are about six."

"I see," she said, "and it's just blow jobs?"

He hesitated.

"Out with it," she demanded.

"If we win on game day, the cheerleaders sneak back into the showers."

She arched an eyebrow. "Do they fuck the whole team?"

He nodded.

She chuckled. "And this helps the team?"

"Hey," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "We're in first place."

"Let me guess, since you're the one that brought it up, do the cheerleaders shave their pussies?"

He nodded, sheepishly.

"And you want me to shave mine?"

He shook his head emphatically. "I like yours just the way it is... I can't wait to bury my face in your hairy pussy."

She giggled and reached for his cock. "You seem pretty sure of yourself."

He shrugged his shoulders. "More like hopeful." He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Your hand feels good. Can I try it, I mean, can I go down on you?"

"Tempting," she said, feeling his cock grow in her hand. "But this hardly qualifies as the bedrest your doctor ordered. Besides, it's time to take your medication."

He traced his fingers down her arm and intertwined his fingers with hers; together, they brought his cock back to life. "If I take the sedative now, how long will it take to kick in?"

She swiveled towards him and cupped his balls with her free hand. "You might have enough time, but what about bedrest?"

He lifted his cock and rubbed the head of it over her hard nipples. "If you take top... won't that count as bedrest?"

*****

"I take it you like watching," Aggie said, tucking a pillow under her son's head as he stretched out in his bed.

He smiled and nodded, a little too eagerly.

She turned on the bedside light. "Still want to lick my pussy?"

He reached for her ass and dug his fingers into her crack. "Can you suck me at the same time?"

"Mmmm," she said, feeling his fingers caress her slippery crack. "Sixty-nine?"

He nodded and licked his lips as he watched her lift her leg over his face, exposing her open crack. She arched her back as her face hovered over his cock, opening up her ass crack for him.

He spread her cheeks for a better view of her hairy crack. "Fuck, Mom," he whispered, "you're so fucking sexy." He lifted his head and licked her open gash, savoring her musky taste.

"Oh yeah," she cooed, "you're doing great."

"Tell me when I hit the right spot."

"Don't worry, Baby... just listen, you'll know it when you hit it."

He pushed his tongue up into her wet hole, forcing it as far up into her as he could.

"Mmmm," she said, taking his hard cock into her mouth.

He lowered his head to stare up at her hairy pussy as she devoured his cock. "Mom," he whispered, "that's gonna make me come."

She eased off his cock. Sensing that the sedative was kicking in, she said, "I know... don't fight it."

"But what about you?"

"Don't worry about me... just feast your eyes on my ass while I suck you off."

Before Joel could respond, Aggie took him deep in her throat and bobbed her head up and down.

"Okay," Joel said, his voice cracking as he stared up into her hairy gash.

She kept it up, forcing his cock deep into her throat until she sensed he was about to come.

He barely made a peep as he erupted into his mother's mouth.

Brimming with pride, she gobbled down his load and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Getting back to her feet, she realized her son was sound asleep, no doubt aided by the sedative. She tenderly licked her fingertips, then gently touched them to his lips. "Sleep tight," she said.

To her complete surprise, he replied in a barely audible whisper, "Don't let the bedbugs bite."

*****

Chapter 2 coming soon: Unable to attend Thursday football practice, Aggie agrees to let Herschel bring over Friday's game book to review with Joel. Knowing that the boys will miss out on their after practice blowjobs from the cheerleaders, she decides to brighten their evening with a little cheerleading of her own.

Afterword

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Taylor VanCannon