Dawn Dennings looked at herself in the mirror, it had been three years since her divorce and she felt that she was finally ready to get back out there. Well that isn't exactly true, but as a woman in the prime of her life she could not go any longer without sex. After her husband had walked out on her, she had been devastated. For sixteen years she had dedicated herself to her husband and to raising their son. Then out of the blue her husband sold his business, filed for divorce, and moved to California with his secretary. Looking back, Dawn knew that she should have seen it coming, but she had allowed herself to be blind to all of the signs.
When her husband had stopped making love to her, she had convinced herself that it was just because he was getting older and had his business to focus on, so she gave him more support and encouragement. After a year without sex, she had convinced herself that it was because she had put on a few pounds, so she started a gym regimen and turned her body into a tight and toned, sculpted masterpiece. After two years she convinced herself that it was because she needed to spice things up in their lives, so she had begun to dress in ways that better showed off her body. She took classes in massage therapy, and sexual awareness, and even added pole dancing to her workout repertoire.
Just after their son, Chad, had turned sixteen her husband didn't come home from work one day. One day became two, became three, and then a lawyer came in his place. The lawyer informed Dawn that her husband was filing for divorce, and presented her with settlement papers. Her husband had been in the tech industry and thanks to a game app that they had created, his business had sold for north of eight figures. The lawyer presented her with a settlement offer that was roughly 50% of what he had made off of the sale of the business, and a letter from her husband. In stunned silence she accepted the offer and signed the papers for the lawyer, who arranged for the transfer of funds into her account and took care of arranging to switch the titles and deeds for the car and house into her name.
The letter would sit unopened on her dresser for weeks as she fought to deal with her new reality, and to help her son transition through it. When she finally opened the letter, she thought that she was fully prepared for whatever she would read, she was wrong. She had already figured that he had left her for someone else, but never imagined that someone would be his secretary, Brian. The thought that she had been passed over for another woman hurt, but she had been coming to grips with it, but she did not know how to deal with being left for a man. It should have been easier to take, she simply didn't possess the equipment that her husband desired, but it wasn't. The questions that it brought up sent her into a whole different battle within herself. Had he always been gay, had she done something to cause him to embrace that lifestyle? Why had her care and dedication not been enough to make him love her?
Over the past three years Dawn had come to terms with the questions she could answer, and learned to live with the ones that she could not. She added a room onto the side of the house, and opened her own massage studio. Though she could afford to be particular about her clients, she became very popular with many of the married woman in town, so she was able to turn away male clientele. Secretly Dawn wasn't certain that she would have been able to control her sexual urges if she was constantly massaging male clients. With some semblance of stability returned to their lives, she was able to give her son the support and guidance that he needed, and also put off moving on with her romantic life until Chad was older.
Although Chad had been close to his father, their relationship had largely focused around computers and gaming. When his father left, Chad had turned away from his life online and taken his talents into the real world. With the help of his mother, her knowledge of fitness, and lots of hard work, Chad had transformed from an overweight couch potato, into a hard bodied young man. Chad had become a top athlete at his school lettering in both baseball and basketball. He had also studied hard and was set to graduate in the top 15% of his class just two months from now. Dawn could not be more proud of her son and the way that he had dedicated himself to school. He had also stepped up big time around the house, filling the vacated shoes that his father had never quite filled anyway.
Mother and son worked well together, keeping a yard and a house that were both nearly immaculate. Although Dawn could easily have paid someone to take care of the lawn, or had a maid service for the house, she saw how much pride Chad took in helping out and she came to enjoy the quiet symbiosis they had developed. Like two sides of a coin, they seemed to complete one another, and as his graduation approached, Dawn knew that Chad would soon need to move on to a life of his own. That meant that it was time for her to get back on with her life as well.
Dawn had developed a few single friends through her business and they were always pushing her to go out on the town with them. So tonight would be the night. Dawn had transformed through the years from a love struck teen at marriage, to a young mother at 20, to years as a dedicated wife, to the now sure and self sufficient woman who stared back at her from the mirror. Dawn would never be called conceited, but she knew that she was still a very attractive and liberated woman at 38. Short, at just 5 foot 2, she kept her body perfectly toned, from her perky 36C breasts, to her 32 inch hips. She had chosen a red long-sleeved knit dress, with a loose ruffled neck, for her evening out. Beneath it she wore a light tan colored slip just to ensure that it would not be see through, but because she loved to feel unencumbered, she wore nothing beneath the slip.
The thought of going out in public in a short-ish dress, while going commando and possible bearing her cleanly shaven pussy, excited her more than she thought it would. As did the thought of meeting someone that she may choose to go home with. She hadn't been with a man in more than six years and was by no means a woman of easy virtue, but one benefit of the marriage she had been in was that she no longer associated sex with love. The ability to go home with a man for sex and not worry if he calls again was something that her mind told her she was prepared for, and a huge part of her was dying to test out the theory. Six years of fingers, vibrators, and dildos was quite enough, she thought, bring on the flesh.
Caught up in her own thoughts, she only lightly registered the sound of the front door opening to signal that Chad was home from his baseball game. She had not expected him to be home before she left, but slipping on a pair of 4 inch heels, Dawn made her way downstairs to get her son's opinion on her dress and make sure that nothing was wrong since he was home early. Following the sounds, she found her son standing in the kitchen still dressed in his uniform. Dawn knew that it was unusual for Chad not to shower and change before coming home, adding to her suspicion that something was wrong.
"Hi mom, Damn, nice dress!"
"Thank you. How did the game go?"
"Okay I guess, but Coach sent me out early."
"Why? What happened?"
"Well, I caught a fly ball as it went over the fence, and hit the wall pretty hard, been having trouble lifting my arm ever since. Coach thinks I pulled a muscle in my chest, so he took me out of the game and sent me home to make sure I didn't do any more damage to it. He gave me some ointment and told me to ice it down good."
As if to emphasize the fact, Chad winced hard as he tried to lift a glass of water to his mouth, and nearly dropped the glass.
"Okay, I've seen enough."
Dawn walked over and took the glass from her son's hand. Lifting it to his lips, she slowly helped him drink several sips from it.
"I could have just used my other hand, mom." He laughed.
Dawn smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry, sometimes motherly instincts are impossible to fight."
Setting the glass down, Dawn began to examine her son's chest with light poking and prodding. Making a note of his reactions as she touched around his chest, she quickly finished her examination.
"Okay, go grab a quick shower, and then meet me in my studio. You need to get the muscles loosened up before you put on any ice or that ointment."
"Don't sweat it mom, I can't let you give up your night out just for this."
"Give up my night out? It's not going to take that long to work out that knot in your Pecs. Sherri and Barb aren't coming to pick me up until around 8 and its only 5:30 now so there is plenty of time."
"No really, mom it's alright."
"Don't make me pull rank on you!" Dawn smiled, "Now strip down and hit the showers while I get my table ready."
Chad rugged his shoulders and walked down the hall to his bedroom, where he began to take off his uniform. Easing his shirt off, he thought about his mother and the strong woman that she had become. Not that she was ever weak, but he still marveled at the way she had come through everything that his father had put her through. She had always taken care of him, but after his father left, she had become his everything. He made his way into the bathroom wearing just his boxers and started the water to let it warm up. Removing the boxers, he pictured his mother briefly in that red dress, specifically how well it fit her tight body. He shook his head momentarily to keep his thoughts appropriate for a son about his own mother. Chad was happy that his mother was finally going to get back in the saddle by hitting the bars tonight. He knew that it must have been difficult for her to be without companionship for so long. Though he wanted to see her happy, a part of him was jealous that he may have to share her if she found someone that she was interested in.
As the warm water washed over him, Chad reflected on all of the happiest memories he had with his mother over the past few years. Their trips to the beach, shared workouts and yoga lessons, birthday dinners and lazy Christmas mornings, Chad cherished every moment of the time he spent with her. His mother had no other family to speak of as her parents, who had been older when she was born, had both passed away. She had a few cousins out west, but they rarely kept in touch other than through social media. Yet even through all of what must be great loneliness, his mother always had a ready smile and a cheerful disposition. Chad suddenly realized that he had been fondling himself while thinking of his mother, and stared at his hands in disbelief, as if they had minds of their own. Rinsing off the soap, Chad quickly exited the shower and dried himself before wrapping a fresh towel around his waist and heading to his mother's studio room.
Dawn admired her son's muscular chest as he entered the studio. She had seen it many times before, but rarely paid it much attention. She had always known that her son had a fit body, but had never given thought to it as a "man's" body before now, but what a body it was. Surprised by the thought, she blamed it on her mind being focused on the possibility of getting laid tonight, and shook it off.
"I'll start on your shoulder to make sure that your latissimus and trapezius are loose before working directly on your Pecs, so undo the towel and face down on the table."
As Chad prepared to remove the towel, he realized that in his hurry and confusion, after groping himself in the shower, he had forgotten to grab fresh boxers from his room.
"Crap, I forgot to grab fresh boxers when I got out of the shower, I'll be right back."
"Nonsense, I'm your mother and I'm a professional. Besides you will be covered by a towel from the waist down anyway."
"No, I'll get some shorts it'll only take a minute, mom."
Dawn walked up to her son with her hands on her hips.
"Hope you don't talk back to your coach that way! No need to be shy, Chad, I have seen it all before. I'll even turn around if it will make you more comfortable, now up you go."
Chad knew when there was no arguing with his mother, and this was one of those times. Turning toward the table he unfastened the towel, and lay face down on the table. His cock glided smoothly across the soft sheet covering the table, as he shifted around before laying the towel across his waist so that it draped down both sides of the table. With the long sleeves of her dress pulled up, Dawn dipped her fingers into some warm oil and began to massage her son's shoulder and upper back. Chad found himself enjoying the feel of his mother's hands on his skin, although he had received rubdowns at school after games, this was his first real massage. As Dawn worked the oil into her son's skin, the sleeve's of her dress kept sliding back down and she worried that they would get stained by it.
After several minutes of massaging Dawn walked to a nearby faucet and washed the oil from her hands. Chad watched his mother as she bent over slightly at the sink and he found himself admiring her ass. He had never really taken notice of how firm and natural it was, very nicely rounded without being too big for her frame which seemed to be the trend these days. Chad allowed his eyes to roam from her backside, down her toned legs, to her cute manicured toes and back to her ass. He felt his cock begin to stiffen and quickly looked away.
"Okay time to flip over." His mother said as she walked back toward the table.
Chad swallowed hard, and began trying to control his stiffening cock through sheer force of will. Dawn reached for the towel.
"What are you doing?" Chad asked with panic in his voice.
"I am just going to lift up the towel while you turn over."
"Why are you doing that?"
"My word you are jumpy today. This is just the normal way I do things. I hold up the towel, blocking my view, while the client turns over and then I put the towel back in place."
"Sorry, I am just a little self-conscious I guess."
"Well get it under control, and turn over."
Wondering why her son was so nervous, Dawn glanced at a mirror on the far wall, while her son flipped over. In the mirror she had a clear view of the table below the towel, and though she would never do this with a customer, her son's nervous demeanor had her concerned. As her son rolled over, she immediately understood what he had been nervous about. Dawn found herself briefly in awe at the sight of her son's erect penis. Although his cock was not fully hard, it was already larger than his father's had been. She felt her body's long sexual hiatus get the better of her, as her pussy began to tingle at the sight of her son's organ.
Shaking her head she replaced the towel across her son's waist, noting the pronounced bulge that now appeared. Doing her best to ignore the bulge, and not embarrass her son, Dawn walked around the table to her work desk and started to dip her fingers in the oil again. Dawn stopped as she looked at her sleeves and decided that the only way to keep them from getting stained would be to get them completely out of the way. Pulling the sleeves down her arms, she slipped them out through the wide neck of the dress, and then slid the top half of the dress down to her waist and tucked the loose sleeves back into the neck to keep them out of the way. The off-white slip that she was wearing pressed tightly against her chest, and her nipples began to harden beneath the feel of the soft silk. Satisfied that her dress was now safe, Dawn dipped her hands into the oil a made her way back to her son.
Chad had been lying quietly with his eyes closed and focusing on trying to regain control of his erection. Opening his eyes when he felt his mother's hands, he sprang up on his elbows, wincing in pain, when he saw that she had partially removed her dress.
"Where did your dress go?"
"I couldn't get the sleeves to stay out of the oil, so I took the top half down so that it wouldn't get stained."
Resting her hands against his chest, Dawn eased her son back down on the table. She began to work her fingers around on his chest and watched for his reactions to guide her to the damaged area. Identifying the area, she concluded the pull was likely on the underside of the muscle mass, so she would need to do a harder massage to reach the deep tissue area affected.
"I can feel the knotting in the muscle," she began, "but it is pretty deep."
"Well, thanks for trying I'll just put some ice on it and..."
"Hold your horses. What I was about to say is that I am going to need to shift around a bit to get at it."
"Oh, okay what do you need?"
"First wipe your fingers off on the towel really good, and then put your hand on the small of my back while I bend forward a bit to support it."
"Put it where?"
Chad could feel his erection begin to grow again at the thought of touching his mother, even if it was innocently. Frustrated, his mother took his hand in hers, and wiped them both off with the towel. This had pushed the towel further down on Chad's waist, and drew his member into a slightly more upright position. Then Dawn pushed her buttocks out away from the table and arched her back to create something like a little shelf. She then placed her son's hand palm down on the small of her back, directly above her right cheek.
"Now keep your hand right there."
"Wouldn't it be better if I just held it out here in the open?"
"Okay, look, I know that you are nervous because of how your body is reacting to the massage."
"Wha, I... No... It's just..."
"Shh... honey listen, what's happening is perfectly normal. Your young, it happens, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Chad wouldn't meet his mother's eyes, but he stayed quiet and listened.
"I need you to have your arm out, so that I can get better leverage on your chest, but if you let it hang down it stretches the muscles out too much, and if you hold it up yourself it flexes the muscles. Either way keeps me from being able to help the way that I need to. Okay?"
"Okay, mom, I'm sorry."
Chad looked away as his mother went back to work, and tried not to focus on how good her hands felt on his chest, or how good his hand felt on her back. Opening his eyes, he noticed the mirror on the wall and his mother's beautifully sexy ass reflected in it. Swaying and gyrating as she worked, her perfect ass soon had Chad mesmerized, and had his cock growing even more rapidly. Dawn noticed the rising monster out of the corner of her eye, but did her best to ignore it. Unfortunately her best wasn't good enough as she felt the lips of her vagina begin to moisten. Bearing down hard upon Chad's chest, Dawn's hands suddenly slipped and sent her chest mashing into his, coating her slip with oil.
"Sorry, baby." She said as she straightened back up, "I am having trouble getting the right leverage to really do much good."
Chad was oblivious to the words that his mother had just spoken. When her body slid forward, his hand had slipped off of her back, and when she stepped back, Chad's hand been left fully palming his mother's ass cheek. He quickly removed his hand, but the damage was done as his cock continued its journey to full mast.
"This is going to take some drastic measures honey, so don't freak out on me okay."
"Whatever you say, Mom, that's fine." He mumbled while keeping his eyes glued to her luscious ass.
Turning back to her work shelf, Dawn cleaned off her hands once again and then removed her dress the rest of the way. Chad gasped silently, and grabbed at the towel to hold down his erection. As Dawn turned around, she was mildly amused at the way that Chad was staring directly at the ceiling. She empathized for him though as she fought to keep her thoughts away from his cock. Bringing a chair over beside the table, she told her son to rest his hands behind his head. Chad reluctantly released his grip on the towel and did so, sending his cock skyward once again.
Climbing onto the chair, Dawn placed her knee beside Chad's waist and threw her other leg over to straddle him. Placing her hands upon his chest, Dawn shuffled her feet backwards to find the proper leverage, unknowingly sliding the towel further down until Chad's cock sprang free, catching against the hem of her slip. Dawn didn't notice the slight nudge of his cock against her slip, as it was pulled tightly against her legs, but as she sat upright to gain leverage she could feel it pressing against the crease of her butt cheeks. Realizing that her son's cock was no longer constrained by the towel, Dawn knew that she had to proceed cautiously.
In retrospect she should have reached around and covered her son back up with the towel, but a part of her was enjoying the feel of a young hard cock pressing against her, separated only by a thin layer of silk. Another part of her was fascinated by her son's reactions. Had she been asked prior to today, she would have said that her son was probably not a virgin, but watching how hard he was struggling against losing control now, she was not so sure. For his part Chad was eyeing the ceiling and thinking about baseball, basketball, anything that might keep him from feeling the warmth of his mother's ass beneath the soft silk caressing the side of his cock. With the proper leverage that she now had, Dawn went to work on Chad's pectoral. Using the heel of her palms, Dawn pushed hard across her son's chest, causing her to slide further back along the table, and pushing Chad's cock further up along the valley of her ass.
Chad's cock was now straining straight up toward the sky, and beginning to leak precum as the soft silk rubbed against it. As Dawn's hands dug into Chad's flesh, she unconsciously ground her hips back against him slightly. Opening his eyes, Chad looked up at his mother for the first time since she straddled him. His eyes were immediately drawn to her chest, as he saw the effect of the massage oil on her silk slip. When she had slipped against his chest and coated it in oil, the top portion of the slip had become translucent. Chad stared openly at the wondrous splendor of his mother's breasts.
The soft round orbs glistened beneath the oil and sweat, as she worked. Her upturned nipples poked hard against the wet silk as it clung tightly to them. Before that moment, Chad would have thought that his dick couldn't get any harder, but he would have been wrong as it throbbed and strained higher toward the ceiling. Following the curve of her breasts up to the smooth skin of her neck, Chad soon found himself staring into the eyes of his mother. Instantly they both realized how absurdly out of control this moment had become. Dawn sat upright, regaining her composure and trying to reign in the desires growing inside of her.
When she leaned forward to massage again, her hands slowed from a hard massage, to a slow gentle caress upon her son's chest. The act of sitting up though had pushed her slip up higher as Chad's precum coated cock had grabbed against it. Dawn leaned forward slightly and felt his cock contact her flesh for the first time. Their eyes met again and they were no longer in control, as pure passions took over. Dawn began to lean forward, drawing ever nearer to Chad's face, while the tight slip pulled further across her ass. It rubbed slowly along Chad's cock as the hem raised and threatened to release the warm treasure that it had been hiding. Arching her back slightly as Chad lifted his head, their lips finally made contact. Consumed, they kissed passionately for a moment until the slip, that literal final barrier, pulled up from between them, and Chad's cock slapped against his mother's freshly shaved pussy. They moaned heavily into each other's mouths as they gave into the throws of animalistic passion.
Dawn hunched her hips toward her son, trying to impale herself upon him, as his hands grasped her tightly and he thrust his cock upwards to meet her. After several frustrating moments, Dawn ran her hand roughly between them and grabbed her sons cock. With a honed quickness, born from years of practice with dildos and vibrators, she found her dripping vagina and drove herself deep onto her son's cock. Chad's eyes went wide and his breath caught in his throat as he was enveloped by the silky warmth of his mother's cunt. Gripping tightly to her ass Chad thrust his hips upward and immediately began to cum, emptying his loins deep into Dawn's divine depths. Dawn felt her son ejaculating within her, and the realization of the taboo they had just committed washed over her, carrying her over the threshold as she shuddered and shook through a shocking orgasm.
Collapsing onto her son, as they both gasped for breath in the aftermath of their coupling, Dawn clung tightly to him as delicious tremors of delight continued to assault her senses. Disbelief shown across Chad's face as he held her, he had lost his virginity to his mother, and he could feel the proof as a mixture of their juices flowed around his still hard cock en route to the massage table below him. Chad ran his hand tenderly up his mother's frame as she lifted her head to look at her son. Chad brought his hand up behind his mother's head, and lifted his own head to meet her, drawing them into a long slow kiss. As they broke the kiss, Dawn could only stare down at her son, speechless and still attempting to take in what had just happened.
"Thanks!" Chad said quietly, "I feel much better now!"
Dawn smiled at him as they both broke into laughter.
"That makes two of us!"
Resting her head upon his chest, the two just lay there in a quiet embrace, as Chad's softening cock finally, reluctantly slipped from between his mother's lips. Dawn could feel the mix of their coupling as it flowed from her pussy and ran down to drip onto Chad's cock, making him suddenly aware of the enormity of possible repercussions that could come from cumming inside of his mother's womb.
"Oh shit, Mom, I came inside of you. You're not going to... Uh... well you know. I mean what if I got you... Er..."
"Pregnant?"
"Yeah, that."
Dawn couldn't help but chuckle at her son's timidity to talk about a sexual topic, while lying naked beneath his own mother. The absurdity of such a surreal moment struck her whole-heartedly and the chuckle soon became an uncontrollable laugh. Propping herself up on his chest, she stared into his eyes and smiled at the sincerity of his concern.
"I am sorry to laugh at you and I realize that this is an awkward moment that neither of us was prepared for, but after this you really should be able to talk to me about anything, without feeling shy about. I mean we just fucked for Pete's sake."
"I guess you're right!"
Chad joined his mother in her laughter, and was taken by the beauty of her smile as it beamed radiantly at him. Her breasts still pressed against his chest as he held her tightly, and he could feel himself growing hard with desire for her once again.
"To answer your question..." she began only to be interrupted by the doorbell.
"Oh shit, what time is it? That must be Barb and Sherri."
Dawn leapt off of her son, her mind working a mile a minute to find a way to deal with the situation. Turning on the sink, she threw her head beneath the water, dousing her hair thoroughly.
"Just a minute!" she yelled toward the door before turning to her son, "Give me that towel, and just stay here out of sight. While I get rid of them."
Chad tossed his mother the towel and watched as she quickly pulled the slip off over her head. His breath caught in his throat as he beheld his mother fully nude for the first time. Neither his imagination, nor the semi-translucent slip had done justice to the glowing beauty that he now saw. She was absolutely perfect! Every curve, every line, every nuance, was sheer unbelievable beauty to his eyes. He could not have built a better woman if he had tried. He watched in awe as she moved throwing the towel around herself, while grabbing a second towel to begin drying her hair with. Hopefully now disguised, Dawn headed to the door to greet and get rid of her friends who were now knocking incessantly.
"Sorry I'm running late." Dawn said as she opened the door. "I had a late customer come, and he put me a bit behind."
Chad listened from the massage studio, and caught himself giggling at her wording. He wondered if she realized the bad pun as she said it.
"No worries." They chimed together.
Barb was a thin brunette, just shy of six feet, with a 40dd trophy rack that her husband had bought for her a few years before. Sherri on the other hand was a bottle blonde with a full figured hourglass body on a 5' 8" frame. She was more Rubenesque or voluptuous than fat, but it was a balance that she struggled with at times. Both of the women knew that they were trophy wives for workaholic husbands who appreciated them more for their assets than for who they were, so they had bonded easily with Dawn through shared experience. They made up an interesting pair though, with Barb being kind of a modern high class cougar type who liked being in control, while Sherri was more Marilyn Monroe meets Dolly Parton. Sherri loved to sound like Dolly and was very straightforward, but sometimes she couldn't keep her gee whizz, Marilyn-ish naiveté from coming through. Dawn, though, had never cheated on her husband, whereas Barb and Sherri did not share her moral footing on the matter, and enjoyed their Friday night flings to the fullest.
"We can wait while you finish getting ready, the best meat doesn't hit the bar quite this early anyway." Barb said as she walked past Dawn and into the foyer.
"Yeah, Honey, tonight is the night. Git your duds on and let's get you laid!"
"Well I don't want to hold you girls up. Why don't you head on to the club, and I will meet you there."
Dawn had closed the front door, and shuffled around to block the two women from going further into the house. Barb noticed the move, and stepped back to look at her friend curiously, as Sherri pleaded with Dawn.
"No way are we lettin' you back out of this, honey. It has been far too long since you've had a good dick between those legs, so no excuses tonight. Get a move on."
Barb noticed the way that Dawn kept glancing nervously over her shoulder, and seemed to be trying to keep them in the foyer. Breathing deeply, Barb noticed the smell of sex and fresh cum in the air surrounding Dawn. As Sherri was trying to push Dawn toward her bedroom, Barb grabbed them both and turned Dawn so that she could get a good long look at her. Sherri, not being sure what Barb was doing, stopped and turned toward her friend, as Barb developed what can only be described as a Cheshire cat's grin.
"But it hasn't been that long, has it Dawn?"
Dawn's eyes became wide as saucers as she and Sherri both looked at Barb quizzically, before she continued.
"Look at her closely, Sherri. Can't you see that freshly fucked flush all over her chest?"
"She is a bit flushed."
"Notice how her hair is all wet like she's been in the shower but she still has oil all over her hands and chest."
"Didn't she say that her late customer was a man?"
"Yes she did, didn't she?"
"I bet she fucked him right on the table."
"I'll do you one better, I bet that he is still in her studio right now."
From the studio, Chad could just barely hear the exchange going on in the foyer, but he knew that his mother would only be able to hold the off for so long. Looking around he quickly saw that there was nowhere for a full grown man to hide. Even the changing area for customers was only a tall Japanese style screen, but he was going to have to make some kind of move and do it quickly.
"You girls are just imagining things. Do you really think I would have sex with a customer, right here in my studio? I am a professional with a reputation to think of after all."
Dawn was beside herself trying to figure out how to get her friends out of the house without revealing that she had just had sex with her own son. She knew that she wouldn't be able to stop both of the women if they decided to push past her to find out who her lover is. No sooner than she thought it, then it happened, Sherri put her hands on Dawn's shoulders and pulled her out of the way as Barb nearly sprinted down the hall toward the studio. Dawn yanked away and ran after Barb, with Sherri running close behind. Dawn had nearly caught up with Barb, but it was too late as she reached the end of the hall and stood looking into the studio. Dawn and Sherri plowed into her nearly sending them all into a pile in the floor.
"Oh my God, Sherri, would you look at that!"
Barb was speaking quietly, and pointing into the room.
"Sweet Jesus, Dawn how could you..."
"Dawn, is that you?" A deep voice boomed from within the studio.
Dawn had her head down in shame, fearing the judgment of her two friends, when she heard the voice, a voice that she had barely recognized as her son's. Throwing her head up, Dawn glanced into the room with surprise. Lying on the table, still completely naked, was her son with his erect cock pointing toward the ceiling. On his head was an opaque shower cap, and his face was covered with a peel away exfoliation cream, rendering him completely unrecognizable.
"C'mon Dawny, don't keep me waiting, I'm nice and hard and ready for round two."
Chad reached up and gave his cock a couple of good strokes to emphasize his readiness, causing Barb and Sherri to nearly swoon with lust. Amazed at the sight before her, and at her son's ingenuity, Dawn finally found her voice.
"Just be patient another minute or two, baby, I've got to make sure the girls don't sneak back in to get a peek at us, Besides that mask still has to finish drying before we take it off."
Grabbing Barb and Sherri both by the arm, Dawn pulled them away from the door. Placing a finger to her lips, she motioned for them to be quiet and follow her back to the door. After both women snuck a quick last look at the young hunk on the table, Barb and Sherri reluctantly followed their friend.
"Dawn, how could you hold out on us like that?" Sherri demanded, finally finishing her previous question.
"I haven't been holding out on anyone, this was a very recent thing."
"Recent?" from Barb, "That's putting it mildly he's so recent I'm surprised he isn't wearing diapers."
"He's really not that young."
"Oh honey, don't you listen to Barb, she's just jealous cause she hasn't gotten to play the cougar for a while. Me on the other hand, I am just happy that you have finally gotten some man meat twixt your nethers."
"Twixt my nethers?" Dawn chuckled.
"Would you rather she said up your cunt?"
"No, Barb I can't say that I would."
"C'mon Barb, say goodnight and lets go find some cock to cheer up your mood."
"Fine," she said laughing, "Dawn give me a kiss and then get back to that man, he should be good for two or three more rounds tonight."
Dawn hugged her friends and gave them each a peck on the cheek.
"Thanks for understanding ladies! Look I promise I will call both of you this weekend and give you the full scoop. Okay."
Barb and Sherri waved goodbye, as Dawn closed and locked the door. She waited until she heard the car drive away before sauntering back down the hallway to her waiting son. Standing in the doorway, Dawn took a moment to really savor the sight before her for the first time. The hard body of her son, his sinewy muscles, toned from working out and playing sports, bulged as he rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow. Like his father, Chad was nearly hairless on his torso, and his smooth skin flowed from his biceps down across mildly rippled abs and on through a somewhat sparse mane of pubes to his 8" cock.
"The mask was quick thinking, but I have a feeling you are going to regret it when we take it off."
"Well I figured it was either this or slip out the window and run around the yard naked."
"With all of the octogenarian's living around here, I'm glad you went with option A, although it might be interesting to watch you running around outside naked sometime."
"Maybe we could try it together."
"You really want to see your old mom naked?"
"1 you're not old, and 2 although I may have been a little slow to realize it, you are the flat-out sexiest MILF in town."
"I know that I said you needed to get over your shyness, but be careful that you don't push your momma too far."
"Sorry, Mom, but it's true. I'm just kind of sorry that I never saw it before now."
Dawn began walking toward the table, slowly unfastening her towel before letting it fall to her feet.
"Well I think we can arrange for you to see a lot more of it."
"I... I mean I could... Uhhh... that would..."
Dawn reached the table and pushed her son back down, and caressed his chest while her right hand wandered ever closer to his cock.
"Cat got your tongue?"
"I guess that you have that affect on me."
Chad reached out and tentatively ran his hand along his mother's buttocks, gently squeezing his fingers until he could feel its full firmness, before playfully slapping it. Dawn inhaled sharply, and shot a curious smile toward Chad as her hand finally surrounded his cock.
"That is one sexy ass, Dawny."
"That reminds me," Dawn squeezed Chad's cock tightly as she spoke, "If my friends start calling me Dawny because of you, I will never have this affect on you again."
With that Dawn dipped her head and took his penis into her mouth. Chad groaned, as the warmth of her mouth enveloped his cock, leaving him barely able to continue fondling his mother's ass. He raised his left hand to his head as he marveled at the feeling of Dawn's tongue swirling around his cockhead. Feeling the shower cap, he quickly wondered just how foolish he must look, and he ripped it quickly from his head.
"AAAHHH!!"
Screaming in pain, Chad reflexively thrust his hips upward forcing his dick deep into his mother's throat. Startled and gagging his mother pulled her head from his cock and looked to her son with concern, but immediately saw what had happened. In his haste, Chad had spread the exfoliation mask onto the shower cap and when he removed the cap so quickly, he had also ripped part of the mask painfully from his forehead. Fighting to stifle the laughter that welled up inside of her, Dawn stroked his cock slowly while she spoke.
"I told you that you might regret your disguise."
Releasing his cock, Dawn ran her hands up his body tenderly, as she made her way to his head. She lifted his head and kissed him, before examining the damaged area. Chad's forehead nearly glowed with redness from the sudden removal. Dawn covered the area with gentle kisses, and then gingerly detached the remaining pieces of mask that were still stuck to the shower cap.
"Maybe we should get rid of the rest of this while we are at it?"
"Can't I just leave it on until it wears off on its own?"
"I guess if you want to walk around looking like a member of the Walking dead for a week or two."
"Is the rest of it going to hurt as bad as that did?"
"Aw, poor little ballplayer can't take a bit of pain?"
"That was more than a bit of pain."
"I have female clients who get this treatment twice a month with no complaints."
"Yeah, but women are better at pain since they are designed for childbirth and all."
"Comments like that may ruin your mother's ability to be sympathetic, not to mention her desire to be gentle while removing the rest of the mask."
"I'm sorry I was just pissed because it interrupted the most amazing blowjob in the history of mankind."
"Wow, the best in history! I'm flattered, but tell me, have you had a lot of others to compare it to?"
Chad smiled sheepishly. "C'mon Mom, you know a gentleman never kisses and tells."
I'll take that as a no."
Dawn made her way around to the far side of the table. Using the chair once again, she climbed onto the table and straddled her son for the second time in as many hours. Chad's cock had softened slightly as they spoke, so she positioned her smoothly shaved slit at the base of it and slid her pussy slowly back and forth along it, eliciting moans from deep within him.
"I hope that the gentleman realizes how important it is that he never talks about what has happened here today!"
"Mom, I would never disrespect you by bragging to the guys about this."
"I appreciate that, but in this case it's not about respect. It's about legality. I love you, and I love what is happening between us, but the outside world has a lot of thoughts and rules about what we are doing."
"I love you too, Mom, very much, and besides I'm 18."
"I know, but incest is still illegal."
"I know this all happened suddenly, but it felt so good, and so right, that I can't imagine not doing this again, but I guess if you don't want to..."
"I'm currently grinding my pussy on your cock, so what does that tell you about what I want to do?"
"That makes me very happy, because I really want to do this with you again, and I promise that I will never do or say anything that would take this away from us."
"Thank you my love, now are you ready to remove the rest of that mask now?"
"Do we really have to?"
Dawn leaned forward, propping herself up with her elbows on Chad's chest. Looking seductively into his eyes, she cooed as she told him to lift his knees up off of the table.
"I think that I can find some way to distract you from some of the pain."
Reaching behind her, Dawn placed Chad's cock at the entrance to her wet slit. Rubbing the head of his cock between her labial lips, they both shivered with pleasure, before she slowly slid down his dick, engulfing it to the root. Dawn thrilled at the fullness that she felt as she bottomed out on his cock, and held herself there for a moment before pulling away until just his head remained inside of her velvet tunnel.
"Does that feel good?"
"I can't even describe how good!"
"Now use that feeling to offset the pain when I start removing the mask. Just thrust your hips and fuck your mother's pussy whenever it gets too intense."
"Like this?"
Chad thrust his cock deep into her cunt, and then gave a quick series of jackhammer like thrusts before bringing his hips back down onto the table. Dawn quivered with delight.
"Yes, baby, just like that!"
Still propped on Chad's chest, Dawn began to peel back the edges of the mask, teasingly wiggling her hips while she did so. Chad groaned and reflexively thrust up into his mother.
"Oh fuck that's so good, baby!"
Working quickly Dawn loosened the edges all around the mask, pausing only when her teasing hips again forced her son to drive his cock into her. She loved the teasing tension that was being built as she prepared to start the real removal of the mask. Choosing a small strip, Dawn quickly snatched her hand back, removing a section down the bridge of Chad's nose. As the pain struck, his hips thrust fiercely up into Dawn's hole, followed by rapid fire strokes until the pain subsided. This continued as she worked in small strips removing the mask.
The effect on both of them was like tortured edging. Pain and pleasure, fast hard thrusts and slow teasing hips, for twenty minutes they worked in unison, toying with themselves and each other as they neared a finale. With two strips left, one on either side of Chad's face near his jaw line, Dawn was ready to reach the end.
"Are you ready, baby? Last two! Fuck mama's pussy good!"
For a brief moment Dawn heard herself speaking and thought she sounded like an idiot, but lust does strange things to the mind she decided. Gripping one strip in each hand she leaned down and kissed her son quickly before ripping them both off and slamming her hips back onto his cock in one fluid motion. Chad's hips met hers halfway, as the pain rippled through him and he thrust upward. With a sigh of relief, he grabbed her hips and fucked upwards as she rode him. Dawn's back arched as she bounced on Chad's dick and came with a scream like a banshee's wail. Chad felt the spasms of her orgasm and held her tightly as he arched his hips off of the table and emptied his balls deep inside her.
Exhausted, they collapsed into a heap, nearly slipping off of the table as they did so. Neither of them was certain how long they lay there basking in the satisfaction of their coupling, but the quiet revelry was interrupted by a deep rumbling from Chad's stomach. Dawn and Chad both began to giggle and were soon laughing heartily at the surreal absurdity of the moment.
"Hungry? Or hungry for more?"
Smiling up at what he now knew was the most beautiful woman in the world Chad was filed with a type of love that he didn't know existed. This was not lust, or infatuation, but warmth, security, and ease that he felt deep within. He reached up and gently cupped her face as he craned his neck up to kiss her lips tenderly.
"Both!"
"Stay put while I get something to clean us up a bit."
Climbing down from the table Dawn stood on wobbly legs for a moment before grabbing a damp cloth from her steamer and wiping down her own legs and thoroughly cleaning her still tender pussy. She shiver slightly from the coolness of the towel, the steamer had been turned off long ago, as she finished cleaning herself. Grabbing two more towels, she ran them under warm water from the faucet before returning to clean up Chad. Placing one of the towels on his face, she used the other to wipe down his chest and worked her way toward his finally limp penis. Taking her son into her hand she cleaned lovingly all around his penis, before spreading his legs to fully wipe down his thighs, balls, and anus. While cupped in her soft hand, Chad's cock began to grow once again.
"Down boy, you may be ready to go again, but I need a break and we both need some fuel."
"Don't blame me I'm the one being groped."
Dawn gave his penis a firm, playful squeeze.
"Lesson number 1; be careful what you say to a woman while she has your manhood in her hands."
"Okay, okay I get it!"
Dawn quickly finished wiping down her son, and then grabbed a small vial of aloe lotion, which she applied to his face.
"Feel better?"
"Much better, in sooo many ways!"
"How does your chest feel?"
Sitting up, Chad dangled his legs off of the side of the table, while moving his arm around in small circles testing the muscles.
"A little sore still, but way better than it was."
"Good," she said gently probing the area with knowing fingers as she stepped between her son's knees, "I should probably work the muscle out a couple of more times over the next few days, but I don't think you need to worry about tears or any permanent damage."
"Speaking of muscles that you can work out..."
Chad pulled his mother close between his legs and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Running his right hand down to his mother's ass, he slid his left hand up behind her head and drew her to him for a long, passion filled kiss. Their tongues exploring one another with measured urgency. Dawn let her hands explore her son's musculature, not as a masseuse, nor as a mother, but as a lover appreciating all that this new partner had to offer her. Breaking the kiss, Dawn gave her son a knowing smirk.
"Water, food, shower, in that order; then we can talk about round three. Now hop down and let's get moving."
Chad tested his legs gingerly, still slightly feeling the effects of that toe curling second cum. Quickly recovering from his jelly legs, he followed along behind his naked mother, admiring the smooth lines of her back and her truly perfect round ass. Opening the fridge, dawn pulled out two large bottles of water, handing one to Chad as he walked in. Dawn enjoyed a long drink from her bottle as she leaned forward against the island in the center of the kitchen. The kitchen was relatively large with cabinets and the refrigerator down the right side, while on the left side it opened up into the dining room across a wide countertop. The island contained a large stove on one side and a breakfast bar on the other.
"Ahhh, I needed that. So what do you think, Chinese, Thai, Indian, or Italian?"
Chad set his now half-empty bottle of water on the island and embraced Dawn from behind, pressing his cock between the folds of her ass while he bent his head to nibble on her neck.
"American."
His mother moaned, as he pressed himself to her. Leaning her head backwards to rest on his firm shoulder, she could feel her nipples stiffening as his hand rubbed the underside of her breasts. His other hand pressed flat against her tight abs as he explored her lower torso.
"Oh to have the energy of an eighteen year old again, but if I am going to be able to keep up with you for the rest of the night, I need food."
Dawn elbowed her son playfully and pulled from his embrace. Spinning around with her back toward the dining room, she hopped up onto the countertop and took another long drink from her water. Chad leaned against the island facing her.
"All night?" He questioned.
Dawn smiled innocently at him and raised her eyebrows suggestively.
"In that case I guess you'd better make it Chinese, and order plenty of extra rice. They say it's good for energy."
"While I call in the order, why don't you run upstairs and grab me a robe and maybe you should put on a pair of sweats or something."
"What's the matter, are you having trouble controlling yourself with me running around naked?"
"No, but I don't want your cock dribbling all over the place whenever you think about my naked body."
Dawn pointed down at Chad and he followed her finger down to his own cock, embarrassed to see a large bead of precum flowing from the tip. He quickly grabbed a paper towel and wiped it away.
"Good point, be right back."
Dawn called in the order to the Chinese restaurant and was told that they should be able to deliver it in 30 minutes or so. After hanging up, Dawn began to reflect on the events of the day. She still couldn't believe that she had fucked Chad not merely once but twice. Even if she tried to make the argument that the first time had been completely accidental, there was no way that she could say that about the second time. I mean she had teased and tortured him on that second go round. What had started out as a pure maternal instinct to care for her son, got mixed in with her desire to find a good man and get laid. Mix in a few poor wardrobe decisions on both of their parts, and her baser instinct had won out. Guess that's kind of a chicken or egg question she thought, which is stronger, a mother's instinct or a lover's desires.
Not much that she could do about it now, and to be truthful she did not regret it. She loved Chad with all of her heart, she felt loved by him, felt comfortable and safe with him, while he had all of the qualities that she wanted in a man. She just hoped that he was mature enough to handle the truly delicate nature of the relationship that they were embarking on, but that would be a conversation for another day. She felt kind of fortunate that, although her son had many friends, he did not really have a best friend; one of those friends that you tell everything to. Just then Chad bounded back into the room, wearing gray sweat pants and holding a short flowered silk kimono.
"That's not really the robe that I had in mind, young man."
"I know, but I thought that you would look really sexy in this one."
"I bet the delivery guy will think so when he gets here with our food in twenty minutes too."
Chad drained the rest of his water bottle and slowly walked to where his mother still sat on the counter. Handing the robe to her, Chad stood between her knees as she pulled the kimono on. Chad ran his hands up the outside of his mother's thighs and up to her waist as he leaned in close to her face. He continued to run his hands back and forth from her knees to her waist.
"Twenty minutes, you say?"
"Yes I thought that we could snuggle up in the living room and watch a movie while we ate."
"I like the sound of that." Chad kissed his mother with a quick peck and continued kissing her as he spoke, "but {peck} that leaves {peck} plenty of time {peck} for me to {peck} have some {peck} dessert first {peck}."
"Dessert?"
"Yes dessert."
As Chad's hands reached his mother's knees, he caught her by surprise and made his move. Slipping his hands beneath her knees, he forced her legs upward, sending her torso backwards. As she toppled back he slid his arms beside her body and caught her with his hands before her back struck the counter. The move left his mother with her legs straight up in the air, held up by Chad's shoulders, while he supported her body with his hands. The move had also slid Dawn's ass right to the edge of the countertop.
"What the..."
Before Dawn could finish the thought, Chad drove his tongue down onto her slit. Having been fucked so recently, her labia were still slightly engorged and it took little time for her clit to begin to show its sensitivity. Chad had read about using his tongue to spell through the alphabet, and though it was a rudimentary technique, it had been more than a decade since anyone had gone down on Dawn so the style worked like aces. By the time Chad reached the letter s, his mother was grabbing the back of his head and howling with pleasure.
"Oh god yes, right there, baby. Suck on my clit. Take it in your mouth, hit with your tongue baby."
Chad could barely hear his mother because her thighs were squeezing so tightly against ears, but her urgent pulling on his head helped him to get the hint. He focused in on her clit and was soon rewarded, as she began to hump her slit against his face. He could feel the fluid flowing from her before he could fully taste it, but he loved the taste, and thrilled at the thought that he was making her come with his mouth.
"Yes lover, make me come. Oh Chad, oh Chad, don't stop. Momma's gonna cum for you. I'm cumming. Ohhh... Ohhh... Ahhhhhh!"
After she finished cumming, Chad slowly licked his mother clean, as she continued to shake and quiver in his hands. Smiling up at her, he slowly let her body sink down to the counter. Standing up he moved her legs onto the countertop as she lay there gasping for air. Chad quickly found her water bottle and brought it to her. Removing the cap, he slowly fed her water, much as she had done for him earlier in the evening.
"You are never allowed to stop doing that, do you hear me."
"Yes, Ma'am!"
Chad smiled and helped Dawn into a sitting position.
"I never dreamed that you would taste so good."
"Well," she said between sips of water, "You are now the only man to ever know."
Chad gave her a confused look. Putting her arms out to him, she drew her son close.
"No man, well no one, has ever made me cum using their mouth before, so that was a first for me."
Chad beamed with pride and was about to respond when the doorbell chimed.
"Shit the Chinese food."
"See I told you I had enough time for dessert."
Swatting her son playfully on the shoulder, Dawn pointed toward the door.
"Go and answer the door, smart ass, while I collect myself and find my purse."
Chad grabbed his mother by the waist and lifted her effortlessly to the ground, before kissing her cheek and heading toward the front door as the chime rang a second time.
"Hang on, I'll be right there."