"Holy fuck," Ken muttered under his breath. His mother had put on a little weight over the past several months since he moved onto campus and started college. Cathy was in the backyard puttering with her flowers and herbs. Without close neighbors, she was outside wearing a semi-loose tank top dress that barely covered her enormous, heart-shaped ass. The freshman was stunned. His mother had always tended toward being thickly built, but in the time he'd been away, her ass and thighs had grown even bigger, and somehow, just as shapely and firm looking as ever. Even her arms and shoulders looked thicker, and Ken was spellbound by the unexpected sight.
The D cup sized tits that matched her bombastically curvaceous body were heaving and jiggling under her top without a bra. Ken barely even realized his cock was getting stiff in his jeans as he watched his mother move about the yard.
Cathy was wearing earbuds, and probably listening to music, explaining why she hadn't heard her son arrive. He wasn't supposed to be there, but when the shutdowns started and his courses all went online, Ken decided he could just as easily work from the comfort of his mother's house. Besides, she was always asking when he was going to come home and spend some time with her, so he knew she would be happy to see him. Having grown up with Cathy as his only parent, they were much closer than any of his friends were with their mothers.
Ken had missed his mother more than he ever expected that year, and seeing her big, curvy body half dancing around the backyard to whatever she was listening to made him realize how glad he was to be home. Whatever happened, if he was going to be stuck being locked down somewhere, he'd rather be with his voluptuous mother than anyone else. The months at college hadn't dulled his fond memories of his curvy mama's penchant for putting on something light and revealing and puttering in her backyard. But now, with the extra weight and curviness she had he felt his blood running warm while his cock continued to grow inside his sweatpants.
While he stood at the sliding glass doors at the back of the house, Ken couldn't resist touching his cock through his sweats, lightly rubbing the length of his solid shaft. The heaving bounce of his mother's enormous tits was making throb just as much as the way her tank hem kept riding higher on her huge, shapely ass.
He must have been crazy to ever leave his mother's house, he thought. But he'd wanted to know what it was like to be on his own. It was great to be able to have a place to bring girls. His mother had never brought men home to the house while he was living there, so he always thought he should show her the same courtesy. Time at home always seemed to be for them. Not that he didn't have friends over, but Ken started avoiding that eventually since most of his friends would end up saying something about his mother's impressive tits.
But right now, Ken would give anything to lay his hands on those big, round, heaving melons. He'd seen his mother go braless around the house many times, but this was the most spectacular view he'd ever seen of them. Then Cathy did something that changed everything. She sank down in the grass on her hands and knees to scratch around some of her newly planted flowers with a hand tool. Her big, luscious ass was pointed directly at where her son was standing, and the hem of her tank lifted over her huge cheeks to expose her pussy.
Cathy was obviously not wearing panties, but with the privacy of the yard, she could've gone naked if she wanted to.
With his heart pounding like mad, Ken couldn't resist reaching into his sweatpants to wrap his hand around his cock shaft and stroke it. This was a mind-bending new view of his pretty mother, and he found himself wishing he was kneeling behind and feeding every inch of his aching shaft to her pouting pussy. He couldn't imagine being inside a more lusciously voluptuous body.
Ken stood at the glass doors stroking his cock under his sweatpants while feasting his wide open eyes on his mother's world class ass and pussy. He'd always been highly aware of his mother's sumptuous body and good looks, but he'd never imagined feeling that desperate to just plow his throbbing cock balls deep into her body. He soon pushed the waist of his sweatpants down below his balls so he could openly stroke his cock. The added relief made him sigh with pleasure as he memorized that generous view of his mother's ass.
The freshman college boy almost wished his mother would turn around and catch him stroking his exposed cock. Then she'd never have to wonder what she did to him. How much he wanted her to see that he was a man now with a big, fully swollen man cock who could truly appreciate the kind of woman she was. For the first time in his life, Ken imagined what it would feel like to pump a big, desperate load of cum into his mother's luscious body. The thought nearly made him spurt cum all over the glass of doors he was looking through.
He had to make himself stop before Cathy turned around and caught her son jerking off to the sight of her beautifully displayed ass. As much as Ken ached for his mother to see him, she'd probably freak out and never look at him the same way again. He pulled his sweats back over the inconvenient shaft of his swollen dick. Reluctantly leaving the amazing view of his mother behind, he carried his duffel upstairs and back to his old room, which was pretty much exactly as he'd left it.
Ken dropped his duffel on the floor and couldn't resist going to the window where he could see his mother still working in the yard. The view wasn't as good as from the back of the downstairs, but it offered a little better privacy. Even so, he still wasn't exactly invisible. So he watched his mother a while longer, then took off his clothes and walked down to the hallway bathroom with his rock hard cock in his hand.
The best idea seemed to be to freshen up with a shower and stroke out a load to keep his mind off his mother's insanely luscious body at the same time. He couldn't exactly greet her for the first time in seven months with a visible hard on. She probably wouldn't speak to him for years after something like that.
When Ken got into the shower and started washing, the first thing he did was lather up his aching cock. He kept thinking about that image of his mother on her hands and knees with her ass and pussy hanging out in the open. For that matter, he wondered how many others might've seen his voluptuous mom from the same point of view since he'd been away. Finally having the house to herself, could she have been taking advantage of it and seeing men for the first time in years? It wasn't like she didn't deserve to. Her life had been pretty much centered on her son for so long.
In all the time since she and his father split up Cathy never dated or brought any men home, but her son had heard the telltale sounds of her masturbating in her room often enough to know she a very healthy appetite. Even though she always tried to time her sessions for late at night or times she thought Ken wasn't home, her private me-time sessions were long and frequent. As horny as she obviously was, her son realized it had to be incredibly frustrating for her to deny herself real cock for so long.
With his rigid rod in his slippery, stroking fist, Ken couldn't help imagining his mother taking strange cock in her empty house while he'd been away. He started to imagine her in different positions with a long, thick cock pumping into her wet pussy. It made his shaft throb in his slippery fist as he stroked harder and faster, but every time a new image came to his mind he found himself seeing his own cock driving into his mother's luscious slit.
It was the first time Ken had ever blatantly imagined fucking his mother, but he had to admit he'd been skirting the idea for a long time. There was no question in his mind that he'd been in love with her forever. And it wasn't the usual son's love for his mother. Why else would the idea of her fucking new and different cocks while he was away make him feel so jealous yet so turned on at the same time? Seeing Cathy in the yard had just brought it all unexpectedly to the forefront, and even if he could never admit any of his feelings to her, it was about time he admitted it to himself.
Ken's dick felt as hard as it ever got and he quit worrying about anything but relieving the tension in his body over his beautifully curvy mom. But in the midst of his stroking he heard a shriek all the way from downstairs. Then less than a minute later the bathroom door flew open as his mother burst into the room. The only thing keeping Cathy from seeing her son with his hugely swollen cock in his hand was the plastic shower curtain.
Ken carefully pulled the curtain aside to reveal himself only from the shoulders up, keeping his rock hard boner hidden from his mother's view. He couldn't help keeping his hand around his shaft, though. Hopefully she wouldn't be there long and he could finish cumming and washing before getting dressed again to catch up with her.
"Baby," she said excitedly. "I didn't know you were coming. Oh my god I can't even tell you how happy I am you're home. I was so worried about you being on campus."
"Yeah, well everything's shutting down, Mom. The whole campus is gonna be closed in another week probably. I'm sorry I didn't call first, but things were kinda crazy."
"Oh, it's alright, sweetheart. I'm just so happy to see you. And I'm so relieved. I was afraid I was going to be in self-quarantine all alone."
Ken couldn't help noticing that his mother's nipples were hard and swollen, making knotty little dents in her tank dress. Being a head taller than Cathy, she had to angle her head up to look at him while he had to angle his down. It seemed impossible not to look down into the deep, generously displayed cleavage left exposed by her outfit. He was still gripping his hard shaft and couldn't resist slipping his hand very carefully along his length, secretly stroking behind the opaque curtain.
"Everything's really crazy right now, Mom," he managed to keep talking while his rod was throbbing with need in his hand. "It just seems like we should be together at a time like this."
Cathy smiled at her son. "You're the best son in the world," she said.
Ken wondered if she'd still think so if she knew he was stroking his swollen dick behind the shower curtain. She caught him glancing at her tits and blushed, but she didn't say anything and the smile never left her face. Ken felt his aching rod pulse over his mother's reaction. She didn't mind at all. If anything, she seemed to enjoy catching her son check out her tits.
"That's because I have the best mom," he managed to say.
"Aww, baby, you always know just the right thing to say." She then put her hands up to Ken's face and kissed him on the lips. It was the first time she'd ever done that before. It didn't last long, but it gave him just enough of a taste of his mother's mouth to make him want more. She held his face and gaze a bit longer after the kiss, and Ken was dying to just kiss her again and slip his tongue into her mouth.
"You don't mind if I wait for you to finish?" she then asked, letting go of his face. "I'm all icky from working outside and I want to shower next."
"Um, sure, Mom."
Ken's dick was aching for relief and he didn't know he was ever going to get off with his mother sitting right there. On top of that, if she was going to wait for him to get out he was going to have to let her see him naked before he could grab a towel to warp around his waist. There was no way he could get out of that shower with his cock still hard and throbbing for release.
Then Cathy compounded her son's dilemma by pulling the straps of her tank over her shoulders and pushing it down off her lush body, revealing herself in all her naked glory. Ken almost spurted his load out right then and there. His mother's heavy tits swayed as bent down, and they wobbled enticingly as she stood back up and revealed her perfectly smooth, hairless pussy.
Cathy giggled girlishly when she spotted the stunned look on her son's face as he was still holding the curtain to keep looking at her but hide the achingly swollen prick in his stroking hand.
"Don't mind me, sweetheart," she said, a coy smile on her face. "It's perfectly natural to be naked. And besides, we're going to have to get used to it if we're going to be in quarantine together."
"Sure, yeah, no problem," Ken nearly sputtered. "I don't mind."
Cathy giggled again. "I'll bet you don't. But you can probably tell I put on some weight since you were away," she said. She closed the toilet lid and took a seat on top of it.
"You look fantastic, Mom. Really."
Cathy smiled, obviously pleased. "Did I happen to mention how much I love you, baby?"
Ken did his best to smile back. "I love you too, Mom."
While Cathy sat naked making small talk, Ken took as long as she could to keep looking at her body while stroking his cock. After a minute or two, his mother started getting anxious.
"Honey, I hope you're going to save me some hot water in there," she said.
"Oh right, yeah. Guess I better finish," he said.
Reluctantly, he let go of the curtain so he couldn't keep looking at her, but at least he could finally pound his cock to an orgasm and wash off the cum before getting out. But Cathy didn't want to keep waiting.
"I might as well just get in there with you," she said. "We can save water that way and I won't have to cut mine short after you used up half the tank."
"Oh, no, Mom, that's really not a good idea," Ken told her. "Uhhh, I mean, we're naked and everything."
Ken would've loved showering with his mother, but he didn't look forward to her freaking out when she saw the state of his enormously swollen cock.
"Nonsense, sweetie," she said. "We're already naked. You've seen me, so it's not such a big deal if we're in there at the same time. We're in this together, sweetheart. It's no time to be shy."
"Mom, no!" Ken snapped just as his mother yanked the curtain open and stepped into the tub.
"Oh," Cathy said quietly, like the air had gone out of her lungs as she discovered the immense erection in her son's hand.
Ken didn't turn around. He just stood facing his mother with his cock throbbing even harder in his hand.
"Is that, um, because of me?" his mother asked.
"Yes, Mom," he confessed.
She was gazing steadily at his rod. "I see," she said after a long silence. "Were you ... touching it while we were talking?"
"Yeah, Mom. I couldn't help it. I'm so sorry."
Cathy just stared at her son's huge cock. "I, uhhh, don't mind, baby," she finally said. "You better finish. It looks painful, honey."
"Oh god," Ken groaned. He didn't need to be told twice, and started moving his hand back and forth over his shaft under his mother's watchful gaze. It hardly even seemed real that he and his mother were naked together in the shower let alone that he was stroking his cock while she stared at him in awe.
"Baby," Cathy said haltingly. "It's so ... big. I mean, really big. Your father was never like that."
Ken just groaned and stroked a little faster. It wouldn't be long before he was squirting cum all over the enclosure.
"Guess you liked seeing Mommy's tits," Cathy said, almost to herself.
"You have amazing tits, Mom," the boy told her. "Your body is just incredible."
Cathy's nipples were swollen, and she brought her hands to her tits and starting hefting and fondling them for her son. "It's okay if you like them, baby. It's perfectly natural."
Ken kept stroking while his mother played with her tits. After a while she pushed a hand between her hunky thighs and started rubbing her pussy.
"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry," she moaned. "I can't help it. I never thought we'd see each other like this but it feels so good."
Ken slowed his strokes and gave his mother some time to catch up. He watched her rub her pussy and tits until she was moaning deeply. Her big, curvy body started to shake and heave while she started to cum. That's all it took for Ken. He pounded his fist furiously and started spurting his cream in every direction while he climaxed with his mother. By the time it was all over, Cathy had dribs and drabs of her son's spunk on her tits. Ken could barely believe what he was seeing when his mother swiped up a drabble of his cum on her finger and then sucked it into her mouth.
"Mmmm, you taste good, baby," she said.
When they swapped places so Cathy could get under the spray and rinse her son's cum off her tits, the two had to squeeze close enough to rub their bare bodies across each other. Ken would never forget what his naked mother's body felt like up against his.
He stayed there while she took her turn to get soapy and rinse. After they got out and dried off together, but then went to their separate rooms to get dressed.
Despite the powerful climax she had in the shower with Ken, Cathy's body was shaking with excitement when she got to her bedroom. She couldn't believe she'd actually gotten into the shower with her naked son. Not to mention that huge, amazing cock! It made her realize how long she'd gone without. And she was so happy to have him home now that she even thought of dropping to her knees in the shower and sucking that enormous man cock like he never had it sucked before.
But he was her son. Nudity was perfectly natural at home. Getting in the shower together might have been pushing the envelope a bit, but sucking her own son's cock was just too outrageous to even think about. Well, thinking about it was alright. It would have to be, since she'd been thinking about it since the moment she laid eyes on it, but thinking about it was the best she could expect.
Maybe she'd get a chance to watch Ken play with himself again. That much alone had been enough to make her drip like a slut. As she sat down to dry her hair, she smiled to herself and thought of what a perfect world it would be where she could be an eager slut for her own son. The very idea was just so loving and yet so wicked at the same time and despite the intense climax she had in the shower with him her pussy was still feeling so warm and tingly. She thought about digging out her favorite toy from the top drawer of her dresser. It was so tempting to make herself cum again. She wanted to so much, but it seemed like such a dangerous thing to do. Could she really turn into the kind of woman who would drive a rubber cock into her aching pussy while dreaming of getting the real thing from her own son?
She finished drying her hair and promised herself to put the whole bathroom incident out of her mind. It was nothing but a spur of the moment thing because they were so happy to see each other. She couldn't help giggling out loud when she thought how that big, impressive erection was undeniable proof of how happy Ken was to see Mom.
Cathy then got up and took a good look at herself in the full length mirror on her closet door. Until Ken came home unexpectedly and ended up getting an uncontrollable hardon for her she'd been worried and self-conscious over the extra weight she'd been putting on. Like her peers, she spent most of her life always trying to be thinner, but as she tried to see what Ken did, she had to admit her body looked ... sumptuous. Not all heavy in a bad way. Her natural curves were just much more pronounced. Her thighs and ass still had the shape they always had, and they were simply bigger. Her tits were even rounder and fuller than ever, and she felt proud of the way her son looked at them.
It was hardly the first time she'd ever caught Ken helping himself to views of her tits or ass, but it was different now. He was turning into an incredibly desirable man with a huge, rock hard dick that would make any woman happy.After watching herself play with her swollen nipples in the mirror for a while, Cathy made herself stop before she had juice dripping down her thighs. She finally just got dressed in a snug tank top and yoga pants and went downstairs to spend time catching up with Ken like a normal mother and son. She didn't bother with a bra or panties, though. The way he looked at her was just too delightful, and there wasn't any harm in letting the boy look, was there?
Mother and son managed to pass the next few days without any further incident. Now and then there were awkward moments of silence where one or the other had to be thinking about what happened, but they got by spending most of their time together either in the yard or living room where Ken would get involved in his courses online while his mother binged on streaming video or read books she'd been meaning to for a long time. Their trips out of the house were limited to only the most essential market runs.
The best times were getting dinner ready. Ken would go into the kitchen and help his mother cook, something he'd never done before college. These were the most playful times where sometimes they even acted like a newlywed couple. One night, they became especially playful and Ken ended up planting a hot, hard spank across his mother's big ass on impulse.
Cathy looked at her son in shock. He looked just as shocked as she did, and started to stammer apologies, which ended up making his mother laugh. Then Ken started laughing, too, but Cathy felt her pulse quicken and her blood run warm at the sting her son's swat had left in ass cheek.
The memory of that one, simple smack stayed with her even through the next day. To make matters worse, the longer they didn't talk about what happened in the bathroom the day Ken came home, the more it hung in the air like unfinished business. And Cathy knew exactly what he was up to when Ken disappeared into his bedroom or the bathroom at odd times. She often went to listen at the door only to confirm that he was stroking his cock. Without her. And he was doing it at least two or three times a day. But she also had to admit it was probably because she was wearing more and more revealing outfits. She couldn't help how much she loved his attention, but that only made her ache to see her beautiful son erupt with pleasure even more.
The morning after Ken impulsively spanked his mother's ass, Cathy could barely think about anything else anymore. She put on a thong bikini bottom she normally only wore for sunbathing in the yard when she was home alone. No one had ever seen her wearing it before, but she couldn't wait to let Ken see. Then she put on a thin, cropped tank top that did very little to cover her prominent tits. It was promising to be a warm day, so she had that as an excuse for dressing that way if she needed one. But it made her smile to herself to know her son wouldn't mind.
Cathy went downstairs and straight into the kitchen to make a smoothies for breakfast. It wasn't unusual for her hang out around the house alone in an outfit like she had on, but it gave an extra boost to her pulse when she thought of doing it with her son at home.
It wasn't long after running the loud smoothie machine that Ken also showed up in the kitchen. He was wearing a tank top over boxer briefs, and Cathy could tell he was fresh out of bed. He was still rubbing sleep out of his eyes when he came in went to stand by the counter where his mother was now pouring out a pair of smoothies.
"Good morning, baby," she said cheerfully, pleased to see he was awake enough to be staring at her tits.
Cathy went up on her toes and leaned up to kiss her son right at the corner of his mouth, daring to press her big tits against his body. Even through their clothes, the contact made her feel sparks of electricity all through her body. Her nipples quickly started to swell and ache. When she came back down, Ken surprised her by pulling her into a tight hug with his strong, young arms around her body. Her enormous tits were firmly crushed against his solid body.
"Morning, Mom," Ken replied. "You look really, uh, pretty today."
Cathy was afraid the hug alone was going to make her soak through her thong. The mood that was rapidly coming over her was making her feel bold. She leveled a serious look at Ken.
"Pretty enough to do what you did the other day?" she said.
Ken hesitated at first, but then said, "The other day you were naked."
"Not when you got started," his mother reminded him. "The naked part came later."
"Yeah, but it was also the best part."
"Well, if you're okay with it, I really want to see you do it again. I'll even do it too, like when I got in the shower with you. I mean, we've just been doing it separately in our rooms, but that's all I can think about when I touch myself. I was thinking...maybe...we'd both feel better if we just stopped pretending it never happened."
"Wow," Ken said, amazed.
He then started to reach for his mother's tits, just barely grazing them through her top before Cathy swatted his hands away.
"We can't touch each other," she protested, perhaps a bit weakly. "I mean, baby, I'm your mother."
"I know, but...you're so fucking hot," he said. "And I love you more than anyone."
"I love you, too, sweetheart, but there are some lines we just can't cross."
Cathy then took a couple of steps back and pulled off her top, revealing her full, heavy tits. She began squeezing and fondling them while her son watched every move.
"You like them, baby, I know you do. Take out that beautiful cock and show me how much you love Mommy's tits."
Ken was watching his mother like a hawk. He probably didn't even realize he started rubbing his quickly growing cock through his briefs. Cathy's heart sped up as she watched that big, impressive bulge swell under his hand.
"Show me, baby," his mother nearly pleaded. "It can't hurt if we're only looking, right?"
He didn't need to be told again. The next thing Ken did was pull the band of his boxer briefs down over the huge lump of his cock. Then that big, hard shaft swaggered out into the open. He caught his swinging rod in his hand and started to slide it over the shaft. Cathy couldn't help uttering a soft gasp.
"You too, Mom," Ken said, obviously eager to see his mother touch her pussy again.
The very idea had Cathy's heart racing, and her slit was already starting to flush with warm dew. She knew she had to reveal everything to him. The other day in the shower he never saw his mother's pussy except for the sight of her mound as she'd been standing, and even then she'd had her hand over it most of the time while rubbing her excited clit. The look in her boy's eyes left no mistake. He wanted his mother to spread that wet flower and show him everything.
Cathy went to the table and pulled out a chair. She with a racing pulse, she pushed off her thong and sat down. At first, she sat with her thick, round legs close together, even though she was aching to finger her aching slit. She was waiting for Ken to take off his T shirt and briefs, and the boy didn't even need to be told. He just pulled them off and stood there naked with his fully erect cock jutting out at his mother.
"God, baby, it's so beautiful," she sighed as she parted her full thighs.
The look in Ken's eyes as his mother's damp slit opened up in full view made the woman's clit tingle with electricity. She reached between her thighs with both hands and spread her hairless slit with her fingers, letting her boy see what he couldn't the other day. Ken rewarded his mother with a low growl of lust and started stroking his cock again.
Cathy spread the flesh surrounding her clit wide, making her swollen pearl stand up as much as possible. Then she started massaging the bud with the tip of one finger and watched her naked son stroke his thick rod. God, how the horny mother wished she could touch it. She was aching to see how hot and rock hard that silky cock flesh would feel under her caressing hands. Even more, she couldn't stop thinking about how it would feel and taste in her wet mouth. Cathy had always loved sucking a nice, big cock, but her son's was the nicest and biggest she'd ever seen, and she loved him more than any other man in her life. If anyone deserved to experience her deep, oral passion it was Ken. But her own son? That was simply impossible.
Cathy had seen a couple of other men stroke their dicks for her in the past, but never to the point of cumming. Those times had ended up in hot, sexual entanglements. And as much as the passionately horny mother wanted to do things no mother should never even dream about doing with her son, she had also loved seeing Ken make himself cum so hard the other day. So much that she yearned to see his spunk erupt once again.
The voluptuous blonde's pussy was dripping hard. She hurriedly shoved a finger up inside her creaming hole while continuing to rub her clit with the other hand. Ken groaned and Cathy's skin felt even hotter as she saw the way her son was watching her finger slipping in and out of her terribly underused hole.
"Come closer, baby," she moaned between breaths. "It's okay if you get cum all over Mommy just like you did the other day."
"Fuck," Ken growled, stepping close enough to his mother so he was standing in the open space between her widely parted knees. "Mom, I want your pussy. I fucking need it bad."
Cathy whimpered. "I need your beautiful cock just as much, baby. But we can't. Not ever. It would be sooooooo wrong. But we can always have this."
She could tell her son was straining to hold back and keep his stroking pleasure going as long as possible. Cathy couldn't. She started to cum, gasping deeply while her ripe body shook and shivered all over the chair she was sitting on. She kept her eyes on her son's big, pulsing cock and his rapidly pumping fist, pleased to see a generous flow of precum oozing steadily from the head. Cathy just kept pumping and rubbing, and added another finger into her hole until she was cumming a second time.
"Oh god, baby, god," she cried. "I can't believe you're making me feel like this!"
Suddenly Ken was grunting deeply. "Oh fuck, Mom, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.
"Do it, baby. Cum on Mommy. Let me feel that hot cream all over me."
Cathy could hardly believe the sordid words that were coming out of her mouth. It was almost like she was listening to a completely different person, or to the soundtrack of a cheesy, taboo sex video. But it was her, and that was her real life son furiously pounding his cock within a couple feet of her face.
Then Ken grunted hard and deep and simply erupted all over his mother. His cum exploded out of that huge cock and was spattering her face and tits. Cathy then exploded with the hardest of all three orgasms, making her body shake and quiver as the pleasure rocked her until she was breathless.
After, she lapped at a big drop of cum that was close to her mouth while she smeared her son's cream over her tits with both hands. Ken was dazed from cumming so hard, but his eyes went wide as he watched his mother taste his cum and smear it over her skin.
Cathy kept watching as her son's cock gradually softened back to its relaxed state. He went back and stood against the counter again, and she got up and went to give him another kiss on his lips.
"That was amazing, baby," she told him. "No one ever made me feel like you do, and you never even laid a hand on me."
She then turned to leave, chancing a quick brush of her hip against his cock as she left him there. The brief contact made her heart leap.
Leaving her top and panties on the kitchen floor, Cathy finally left the room and went upstairs to take a shower. She heard Ken showering a little later on, and when she walked by his bedroom she noticed the thong she'd left behind on her son's bed. It made her smile to realize he hadn't even bothered trying to hide them. He just left them there in the open, practically advertising how much he wanted his mother's wet pussy. Just knowing he picked them up for his own pleasure made Cathy's pussy clench with warmth.
As it turned out, the next time mother and son masturbated together was in the evening of that same day. They were watching television together and sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Ken was only wearing briefs while his mother was only wearing panties and a cropped T shirt with a V neck. Both of them were watching each other as much as the television. Ken's bulge was looking so full and appealing that his mother couldn't help rubbing her mound through her panties.
Ken looked at her and smiled. His mother smiled back and pulled her panties aside to expose her slit. Seconds later, Ken had his growing cock out in the open. It wasn't long before they were both naked and masturbating just as furiously as the first two times.
Cathy felt so close to losing control over the sight of her son's aroused cock. This time, when Ken was ready to cum, she got on her knees in front of him and opened her mouth, inviting him to stroke his spurting cum onto her tongue. Half of his load went across her face, but the rest squirted into her mouth. Cathy had the biggest, most powerful climax of her life as she fingered her pussy and tasted her beautiful son's warm cum.
The blonde still felt half in a daze by the time she walked upstairs, still naked, to get into bed. She fell asleep with a dreamy smile, thinking of Ken's luscious cock and the way his cum had tasted.
The next day, mother and son masturbated together three times. The first was in the kitchen just like the morning before. Then, later in the bathroom, and in the evening in Cathy's bedroom. Each time she was eager to take as much of her son's cum into her mouth or on her face and tits as she could get. And every time, Ken wanted to touch her. He was dying to push that big cock into his pretty mother's mouth and let her suck his spunk from right between her lips. But Cathy was terrified it would feel much too good. He was still her son. No matter how much she ached for his cock it was still just so wrong.
It went this way for a couple more days. Cathy and Ken were naked around the house more than not, even when they went out into the yard. Either one of them felt free to start masturbating in the open anytime they felt the urge, and the other would soon join. It became unthinkable that either of them would masturbate on their own in private anymore. It was simply too good when they shared the pleasure.
One morning while Cathy was up ahead of Ken, as usual, Ken came downstairs naked to find his naked mother going through her morning smoothie making ritual. He stopped in the doorway just to watch her. He loved how she was staying naked most of the time now. If it weren't for the two of them masturbating together two or three times a day he would've been walking around with a constant hard on.
He spent a long time just standing in the doorway gazing at his mother's ripe, round ass and full thighs. He didn't know how it would be possible to want her more. She wanted it too. He knew she did. But she always stopped short of them touching each other. It was making him crazy, and he was sure all she needed to do was give it one chance.
Ken was already semi-erect after waking up with his usual morning wood, but as he watched his mother's ass swaying back and forth as she worked at the kitchen counter his dick was soon just as hard as ever. He said good morning as he went into the room so as not to startle her. She responded with a quick look over her shoulder, but then turned back to what she was doing.
With his rigid cock swinging before him, Ken went to his mother and pressed his shaft against her left ass cheek while he took hold of the other one with his hand.
"Baby, you know we can't do that," Cathy told him, but she didn't push him away like she usually did.
"Just for a minute, Mom," he replied. Her ass felt so warm and smooth. "You feel so good."
"So do you, baby, but we shouldn't be touching like this."
Still, she made no move away from her son, and if anything, really seemed to enjoy feeling his hard cock rubbing against her ass. Ken started squeezing the other cheek, massaging her flesh.
"But we both like it, Mom, so why shouldn't we? It's not like we're hurting anybody."
On that, Ken reached for one of his mother's tits with the other hand, now massaging her ass and boob while grinding his cock against her flank. Just touching her body with his aching shaft made his heart spike, and despite her apparent reluctance, she rolled her hips slightly, rubbing herself against his rod.
"But we're going to like it too much, baby," she protested weakly. "It feels too good already. This is bad. Sooooo bad."
"So bad it's good, Mom," Ken said as his hand moved between both of her big, warm tits to squeeze and fondle. Her nipples were pebble hard when he rolled and twisted them between the tips of his fingers.
"Oh god, baby, don't do that. That goes right to Mommy's pussy when you touch my nipples that way."
Ken's dick was throbbing with heat. He knew if she wanted him to stop she would have just batted his hand away. Her ripe body felt so good he didn't want to stop, but he couldn't help wondering what she'd do if he touched her pussy. After her admission that his nipple play was affecting her slit, Ken wanted to see just how much. While continuously kneading her ass, he slid the other hand down from her tits to slide his fingers over her perfectly smooth pussy mound. His fingers burrowed deeper between her thighs to feel how wet her slit was getting. Ken felt his mother's creamy dew immediately, satisfied to hear the pleasurable gasp she uttered when he touched her flushing sex lips.
"Baby, you really shouldn't touch Mommy's pussy like that," Cathy warned him even as she set her feet further apart to give his hand more room to play between those thick, silky thighs.
"Yeah, Mom, you're right," he replied. "I really shouldn't be feeling how wet you're getting. And I really shouldn't be rubbing your clit like this, either."
But Ken just grinned at his mother and teased her swollen clit with his fingertip. Cathy gripped the edge of the counter and closed her eyes.
"No, baby, you shouldn't. It's so very wrong," she said breathlessly. "But just for a minute should be okay, right? Just, ohhhhh yes, just a minute, baby."
Cathy gripped the counter edge tighter and kept adjusting her feet, every time opening her legs wider for her son's searching fingers. Finding his mother's slit dripping wet only made his cock throb harder by the second. He finally moved his hand to a different angle so he could slide his middle finger up inside his mother's cream-coated hole. As he slid it deeper, Cathy let out a long, low groan of motherly lust.
"Bad," she said, huffing for air. "Bad, bad boy."
"Don't worry, Mom," Ken replied. "It's just for a minute, right? And it feels really good, doesn't it?"
"God, baby, yes," his mother whined. "It feels wonderful. Just another minute like that. One more won't hurt."
"You know what else would feel good, Mom?"
"Tell me, baby," she said.
"If you touch my cock. Hold it tight and stroke it for me, Mom. Just for a minute, okay?"
"Oh my god," Cathy muttered as she reached for her son's huge, rigid cock.
"Oh, fuck yes, Mom," Ken groaned as he felt his mother's hand curl around his stalk.
She turned her head to look at this unreal thing she was doing, gripping and stroking her own son's impossibly swollen cock. Ken moaned. He decided his mother's hand was just as good as any pussy. She had a firm, confident touch that proved she knew just what to do with a hard dick. It wasn't long before precum was oozing in a steady flow from his piss slit, and his mother just smeared it over his shaft and lubed his flesh with his own juice.Meanwhile, Ken did his best to keep pumping his finger in and out of his mother's pussy. She felt so hot and creamy inside that he knew he would have to get his cock inside her. He added in a second finger, and at the same time he wedged the fingers of his other hand between her ass cheeks and quickly found her anal starbud. He smeared the juices flowing from her pussy over her rimhole, massaging the taut ring while his other fingers kept stroking in and out of her pussy.
"Baby, ohhhh fuck," she mewled. "You're touching Mommy's asshole. Ohhh, fuck, what a bad bad boy you are."
From the way her pussy was dripping juice past his thrusting fingers, Ken knew she wasn't about to make him stop anytime soon. And now her stroking and fondling of his cock was beginning to include his smoothly shaven balls. Making sure he got his finger well lubed with her pussy flow, the college boy started to push it past the tight ring of his mother's gripping anus. Cathy gasped deeply and looked at her son with wild eyes, barely believing her own son was really pushing his finger into her ass.
Ken loved hearing his mother's moans grow deeper and raspier as his finger went deeper into her ass. She arched her back, pushing her ass out further and giving him easier access. He was amazed how easy it was to feel his other fingers inside her pussy. The membrane in between didn't feel much thicker than a condom, and started sliding fingers in and out of Cathy's asshole and pussy at the same time, setting the strokes in counterpoint to each other.
Cathy couldn't keep up stroking his cock now as she grabbed the edge of the counter with both hands and leaned down, mashing her big tits against the surface. Ken's dick throbbed as he watched and listened. He'd seen his mother cum enough times by now to know she was getting close to exploding.
"Fuck!" she cried. "You're fingerfucking Mommy's asshole. When did my boy ever become such a dirty fuck?!"
He was dying to feel his mother keep stroking his cock, but there was no way he could stop fingering her, either. Watching his finger plug in and out of her tight rimhole was making his bone throb and drip. He kept pumping those fingers in and out of both holes until his mother's body suddenly tensed. Her ass and pussy both clamped even tighter on his fingers while she rose up on her toes, her entire body shaking with an orgasm that went longer than anything her son had seen before.
He kept his fingers inside her only for another moment or two after her climax, but then slipped them out, knowing her body would feel sensitive after such a powerful orgasm. He gave her a moment to catch her breath, but then he took her hand and put it back on his cock, reminding her that he still needed to cum more than ever.
"Oh, baby," she said softly, looking at his dick as if for the first time. "After that, you deserve something really special."
Cathy then sank to knees right there on the kitchen floor in front of Ken. His unwieldy rod was swinging right in her pretty face, and she quickly reached for it with both hands, stroking his shaft and caressing his balls at the same time. Ken moaned with approval. He was beyond excited to have his mother taking care of his cock the way he'd imagined so many times before. Then Cathy started licking his shaft, running her tongue all over its length, lapping hungrily at his smooth balls, and then rolling her tongue around the ridge of his head.
More precum kept dribbling from his dome, and his mother was quick to lick up every bubble of ooze. She was making love to his cock the way he imagined only a mother ever could, and he loved every second of it. Before now, he thought he'd had some hot sex with a few of the girls he met on campus, but nothing compared to the hungry love and touch of his own, voluptuous mother.
Cathy spent a long time licking and stroking her son's cock. Finally, she took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue and sucking a minute or two before taking more of his thick shaft between her lips. Ken groaned deeply. He could barely believe what he was seeing as he watched his pulsating bone disappear into his mother's mouth.
With one hand cupping his balls and the other stroking the lower part of his shaft, Cathy moved her head back and forth along her son's rod, stroking him with her moist lips. His entire cock was soaked with his mother's saliva, making the throb that went all the way down his shaft and into his ballsac more intense than ever.
His mother sucked and stroked his cock the way no girl could ever handle before. She seemed to relish in her son's size, sucking him deeper and deeper and never letting up.
Ken watched in awe as his mother sucked his dick like it was something she was born to do. She kept up the see-sawing stroke of her wet lips until the throbbing suddenly reached the boiling point. His head was spinning while hot jets of cum poured out of his pulsing shank into his mother's mouth. He moaned and gasped for air while sucked valiantly, taking his load into her mouth and then down into her belly as smooth as a milkshake.
Cathy left her son momentarily dazed, until he finally stepped back and just gazed at her in awe. She looked up at him with an impish smile that made her look younger. What amazed him even more was how happy she looked to have her son's cum in her belly.
After helping his mother stand up again, Cathy gave him a kiss and told him how proud she was of him. Then she excused herself to go upstairs and take a shower. Ken decided to go outside and get in some nude sunbathing in the yard. He brought a beach blanket and sun lotion out with him. Once he got the blanket laid out and a good coating of sunscreen over his body, he lay down and thought about his mother. There was nowhere he'd rather be, and no one else he would rather be with.
He just lay there sunning himself and thinking of the intense climaxes he and his mother had given each other. It was blowing his mind that his own mother had just given him the blowjob of his life, taking every drop of his spunk into her mouth and swallowing it down like honey.
After a while, Ken was drifting in and out of sleep, dozing a while, then coming around and playing with his cock while he thought about that morning with his mom. He was soon hard as a rock again, stroking his shaft in the sun with a smile on his face and thinking about going inside to see what she was doing.
Meanwhile, Cathy had taken a long shower. After drying her hair she lay down on her bed for a while, still naked. It still felt like she was recovering the way her son had made her cum. She couldn't believe the things he'd done to her or the way they made her feel. For that matter, she couldn't believe she let him do those things, but once he started touching her she'd lost all resolve.
On one hand it was all so sordid and incestuous. But on the other, her son had made her cum the way no man ever had before. And there was no way she could ever love anyone the way she loved him. Then there was his cock. It was so big and solid. When he started spurting cum into her mouth it felt like he wasn't going to stop. She loved having that beautiful prize in her mouth, and she started to wonder why she denied herself so many times. Spreading her legs, Cathy slipped her hand between her legs and started lazily rubbing her pussy while she thought of how hot and delicious her son's beautiful cock had been.
The more she thought about sucking her son's dick, the more she wanted to suck it again. Her pussy kept getting wetter and juicier as she stroked her lips with her fingers, making her clit swell and harden again. The memory of Ken's spunk squirting across her tongue was making her pulse race. Slipping a pair of fingers into her pussy made her think of Ken's fingers and the way he'd handled her ass and pussy at the same time. For that matter, no one had ever given her asshole so much attention as her son, and it had felt amazing.
Yet the fingers now slipping in and out of her slit weren't enough. She thought about digging out one of her toys, but that wasn't going to give her what she really craved. What she needed more than anything was a hot, hard, horny man between her legs filling her hot pussy with throbbing man cock. And she wanted it to be a man who loved and needed her pussy as much as her son. With her finger drawing little figure eights over her swollen clit, Cathy thought of the way she'd had Ken's cock in her mouth and how amazing that was. Why shouldn't she feel that luscious tool deep in her pussy, too?
Naked, with fingers almost as wet as her slit, Cathy got up and went to find Ken and show him how she'd changed her mind about a mother and son sharing everything they wanted. Her heart was pounding with excitement when she went to check his room. Seeing he wasn't there, she went downstairs and quickly checked the kitchen and living room, where she finally spotted him outside in the yard through the glass doorway. He was lying in the sun on a large beach blanket, and his succulent cock was hard and swollen as he stroked himself.
He spotted her the moment she went outside, turning his head to watch her walk onto the deck, then down the steps and onto the grass to approach him where he lay. She loved seeing the confident smile on his face, and his hand that never stopped sliding up and down his thick pole. The very thought of having that big prize filling her body nearly made her knees wobble as she walked over to him. She loved the way his eyes never left her full, curvy body for a second.
When she reached him, she planted her feet widely apart on either side of his head, giving him a striking view of her wet pussy. His eyes lit up at the sight of her smooth slit. Then he actually groaned when she reached between her big thighs and spread her slit open.
"Mommy missed you so much, baby," she said, her pulse racing wildly.
"I missed you, too, Mom," he replied. "Maybe you could tell from the way I'm stroking my cock."
Cathy snickered.
"Hmmm, were you thinking about me? Stroking that big thing and thinking about your own mother?"
"Yeah, Mom. I was thinking about my hot, horny mother."
"That's really fucking naughty, you bad boy," Cathy giggled. "I bet you'd even fuck me and fill me up with all your hot cum. You don't even care that I'm your mother."
"That just makes me want to fuck you even more, Mom," the horny young stud told her.
"You dirty, dirty boy," she sighed, running her fingers over her dripping wet slit. She was never so in love with anyone ever, yet their filthy teasing had her pussy quivering with need.
"No wonder," Ken replied. "I have a hot, dirty mom with a horny, wet pussy and I know she needs to get fucked deep and hard."
Her son's words were shocking yet so true. Her body was shivering with need as she squatted down, lowering her dripping slit to her son's face.
"You have a dirty mouth, baby. Show Mommy just how dirty that mouth is," she crooned as she wiggled her open slit onto her son's mouth.
Cathy cried out joyfully as Ken's agile tongue instantly lapped at her dew-dripping cunt slit. She could barely catch her breath as she felt him lapping hungrily at her lips and clit. At the same time she could feel his strong hands clutching at the enormous globes of her ass, his fingers kneading hard into her flesh. She was aware she could smother him under her big, ripe body, but she hoped his ravenous licking and sucking would never end.
Cathy finally leaned forward onto her hands, keeping her pussy on her son's mouth. He lapped into her hole and fucked her with his tongue while he teased her asshole with a finger. The finger kept rubbing on her rim while he managed to close his lips over her clit and suck it like a tiny piece of candy. The horny, blonde mother was never so glad to have such a private yard when she cried out through gasps of pleasure as Ken lapped and sucked her pussy through a pair of hip-shaking orgasms.
Soon after, Ken was moving out from under his mother's pussy. Cathy tossed a glance over her shoulder to see him kneeling upright behind her. He had that huge cock in his hand and she instantly knew what he was planning to do with it. He started fondling her ass with the other hand and rubbing the dome of his cock along her dew-slick pussy lips.
"Oh god, oh fuck," Cathy hissed. She even felt her eyes water as Ken's thick rod pushed between her slippery petals and gradually started filling up her honey-coated sheath.
The blonde held her breath as she felt her son's enormous dick surging into her body. She arched her back, angling her pussy to give him maximum access. His shaft seemed to take forever to finally push all the way inside. The second she felt the full length of that hard, glorious cock stretching her hole, Cathy wished she'd jumped on the boy's tool the first time she saw him jerking off in the shower.
Suddenly Ken's hand smacked down hard on her ass cheek while he began to rock his organ in and out of her sodden core. The spank stung, but it wasn't like pain, exactly. It felt like her skin was heating up even more and the sudden shock of it made her pussy clench all around that magnificent prick.
Cathy moaned and rocked her hips, inviting her son to keep pumping his cock into her and slap her big ass as much and as hard as he wanted.
Ken was soon pumping his big rod into his mother's hole with driving force, spanking her cheeks until he leaned over her and reached under to fill his hands with those heavy tits. He squeezed and pulled at her overripe orbs while his cock kept pumping ever harder and deeper.
Cathy was moaning constantly. The angle of her son's hard thrusting cock sent her through two body rocking orgasms in short succession. But when he leaned up again and started fingering her asshole it sent her into the most powerful climax she'd had in years, maybe ever. And she could tell from his suddenly erratic thrusting that he was reaching his own peak.
"Cum in me, baby," she cried. "Fill that fucking pussy with spunk!"
Ken growled deeply, clutching his mother's hips while he rammed his throbbing cock into her body and sprayed her inner channel with steaming jets of cum.
Still dizzy from cumming harder and more often than she could ever remember, Cathy turned around and licked her son's cock and balls clean of all the mixed juices coating his skin. Then when they cuddled up together on the blanket they spent a long time kissing and staring at each other in awe.
"I can't believe we finally did it," Cathy sighed, nestling her big, naked tits against her son.
"I can't believe we didn't do it sooner," he replied.
"That's because you're such a horny fuck," his mother giggled, obviously very happy that he was.
"Well it's you who makes me that way."
"Good, because Mommy's going to be needing as much of that big, hard cock as she can get."
Cathy didn't care if they had to be locked down forever. She had everything she was ever going to need. And from the way Ken had filled her pussy with such a powerful explosion of cum, she knew he had to agree.