A mother with needs 2

Since the divorced, things had been rough for Sandra. She had taken it hard, her second husband leaving her for another man. Because of this, Jason, her son, had time off from work to go visit her. One night, half way through a large bottle of bourbon, they began to talk about both their love lives.

“So,” Sandra asked, “you got a girlfriend, Jason?”

“Nah. Unfortunately, my workload and financial situation make that unfeasible right now.”

“Well,” Sandra looks and sounds concerned, “you know, if you need money, I’m always happy to help!”

“I know, Mom.” Jason pauses to take a drink. “I suppose it would be nice to be able to bring a date when you inevitably go for number three.”

Sandra laughs at this. “Ah, you’re cute, son. Honestly, though, I doubt there’s gonna be a next time.”

“Just gonna date around?”

Sandra laughs again. “No, I mean, you know, I’m fifty-two, I can’t imagine anyone being interested in me and who I could stand to spend more than five minutes with.”

“Ah, that’s bullshit, Mom. Believe me, you’re still very attractive. In fact, with your looks, you could be a major cougar.”

Sandra blushes and giggles.”Ah, thanks, sweetie.”

Both are silent for a moment, then Sandra leans in, and kisses her son on the cheek. After, the two stare silently at each other for a moment, then Sandra leans in again, and gives her son a long tongue filled kiss. The two proceed to make out for a minute, rubbing their hands on each other’s backs, Sandra gasping, “Oh, fuck…” between kisses.

Jason's mouth moves to her neck, kissing as his hands move around front and begins to grope his mother's breasts. Before returning to kiss her on the lips. Sandra starts to help her son by unbuttoning her blouse, but when a button gets stuck, Jason just grabs his mother's blouse and yanks. Sending buttons flying as he rips open her blouse. This stops them and once it sinks in what they just did, both look away, trying to avoid each other’s gaze.

“Oh, fuck!” Sandra says, holding her hand over her mouth. “Did that really just happen?”

“Yeah, pretty sure it did, Mom.”

“Holy fuck!” she says, “I just made out…with my own son.”

“Yeah, Mom. That caught me off guard, too.”

“Okay, look. We’ve just been drinking heavily…Maybe we should just go to bed, and hopefully we won’t remember any of this in the morning.”

“Yeah, good idea.” The two get up and head off to bed.

The next morning, Sandra is in the shower, as soapy hand washing between her legs, flashes of her and her son making out the night before, pop into her head.

“fuck…” she whispers, as a finger slips between her lips and slides over her clit.

Later on, Sandra is sitting on her bed, in a man’s shirt, hair still wet, again staring downward.

Suddenly, Jason appears in the doorway. “Hey, Mom…Looks like you remember it, too.”

“Yeah.”

Jason sits down next to his mother. “Look, Mom, we were both really hammered last night.”

“I know.”

“So, you know, can we really be blamed for what happened?”

“I’ve been thinking about that.” Her son looks at her, somewhat quizzically. “Drunk or not, we definitely both enjoyed it.”

“Um, yeah…”

“And, if we hadn’t stopped ourselves, we undoubtedly would’ve ended up doing something really depraved and immoral. Well, thinking about what could’ve happened. No matter, how fucked up it would’ve been, there’s a part of me that…”

“Wait, Mom, what are you talking about?”

Sandra looks at her son. “Jason…would you be okay with us having sex?”

“What?” Jason blurts out.

“Just one time. How would you feel about, just this one time, fucking, and then we never mention it again?”

“Um, I don’t know, Mom…I…”

“Look, tell you what…” Sandra stands up in front of her son, turning her back to her son, then lifts the bottom of her shirt, grabs both sides of her panties, and pulls them down and off, as she is bending over. Put her full sweet ass in her son's face. She then turns around and slowly unbuttons her shirt, takes it off, and stands before her son completely naked.

"If this little strip tease did nothing for you…" Sandra said, as she leaned over, reaching down to rub on her son's cock.

“it seems it did, so, what do you say, sweetie? You wanna fuck me?”

Jason licks his lips as his mother rubs up and down on cock. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Sandra kneels in front of her son, and unzips his fly, then pulls out his large half hard cock, and takes it between her full lips, and starts to suck it, quickly making it hard.

“Fuck, Mom…” Jason sighs, “This is so wrong… but don't you dare stop!”

Sandra’s lips slide up and down her son’s now rigid shaft, while her hand tightly grips the base. taking him deeper and deeper. Once she let the head of her son's cock into the back of her throat, she back off let out a gasp, once she popped the full length out of her mouth. She then starts to kiss down the underside of Jason’s cock, to suck on his balls before taking the head back in her mouth, and continues sucking, until she is rewarded with a mouth full of tasty cum.

Once Jason recovered from the sweet blow job he had received from his own mother, he had his tongue jammed deep inside his mother’s hairy twat. With one arm wrapped around one of his mother's thighs, he held open his mother's pussy lips and fingered her hole with the other hand, as he licked around her clit, until Sandra was bucking her hips trying to getting his tongue off her clit as she climaxed once and again right away.

“Oh, fuck, Jason! How do you not have a girlfriend, when you eat pussy like that?” Sandra asked, as they held each as she recovers to move on to the part of their incestuous love making.

It was long before Jason was kneeling between his mother’s legs, his cock moving in and out of his mother’s sloppy wet cunt, making her breath rapidly.

“Ohhh, fuck, baby!” Sandra cried out as she cums, making Jason thrust harder, making her tits bounce and jiggle.

“Oh, fuck” Sandra cries out, again cumming, causing Jason thrust, harder and faster making her tits are whipping up and down.

“Oh, fuck!” she suddenly cries out, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum again!

Soon after, she throws her head back, digs her nails into her own tits, and lets out a long, loud scream.

That was it, Jason starts groaning, unable to hold back any longer, he pulls out, and cums shoots from the top of his cock, all over his mother’s stomach and chest, which once she comes to her senses then proceeds to rub into her skin.

Mother and son lie side by side.

“Wow,” Sandra says, “So, we did that.”

“I know. That was fucked up.”

Sandra smiles, wraps one arm around her son’s shoulder, then starts running her fingers up and down his chest.

“You know, I thought that was pretty hot.”

“You’re…gonna want to do it again, aren’t you?”

“Oh, and you don't?”

Sandra again smiles, then gives her son a long, passionate kiss.