Mommy and her Baby Boy
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Jack waited on the corner for the car that picked him up every afternoon. As usual, he was impatient and shifted his weight from one leg to the other. He looked through the chain-link fence into the schoolyard which was empty at that time of day, but suddenly turned his head and smiled when he heard the car pull to the curb. The woman quickly got out of the car and almost ran around it to the curb where she took Jack's bag and gave him a peck on the cheek. She then opened the car door for him and waited for him to sit in the passenger seat before closing the door. Then she tossed his bag into the back seat.
The woman hurried back to the driver's side and got into the car. As usual, the short skirt she wore rode up her legs as she got in. Jack didn't fail to notice how spread her legs were as she first put her right leg into the car and then sat down before bringing her left leg inside. There was nothing modest about the way she got into a car and Jack drooled over her curvy legs. The woman reached over to the passenger door and pressed the door lock down. Jack inhaled deeply as her body pressed against his.
"Were you waiting long?" she asked.
"No Mommy," came the soft reply.
"Good, it's chilly and I wouldn't want you to get sick," she said as she adjusted his jacket.
The woman started the car and moved into traffic. Jack couldn't take his eyes off her thighs, exposed even more now that her short skirt had ridden up further. From time to time, the woman glanced over and noticed him staring. But she wasn't upset with it. It happened every day. But instead of pulling her skirt down, she allowed it to creep up even more until it was barely covering her panties.
"Looks like you have a little woody," the woman said, noticing the bulge in Jack's pants.
"Why do you have it?" she asked, already knowing the answer.
"Because your legs are so pretty."
"Thank you. I'm glad my little baby boy likes Mommy's legs."
"Yes Mommy, they are very pretty."
"Do you want to touch them?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"Oh yeah, Mommy, can I?"
Jack leaned over and placed his hand on her right knee. He squeezed it a few times and then began gently moving his hand back and forth, going a little higher each time. They had done this before, but each time Jack wasn't sure how much she would allow. His hand brushed the hem of her skirt and her legs parted more. He knew that gave him the green light and he pushed his hand between her legs onto her crotch.
"It feels so warm there," Jack said.
"Yes dear, it's very hot."
"And wet," he added.
"It's wet because you're making me horny."
"Horny? What's horny?" Jack said with a scrunched up face.
"I like you looking at me and touching me," she explained. "It makes me horny... um, it gets me excited and I want you to touch me more."
"Can I Mommy?"
"Of course, dear. You're my baby boy, aren't you? You can always touch Mommy if you want to."
With that, she spread her legs even wider and Jack saw her white panties. His fingers went to the damp material and gently brushed it, bringing a gasp to the woman's lips. His finger traced the slit and the material of her panties gradually was pushed inside. The woman was finding it difficult to drive and was glad they were almost home.
"Don't rub your little peepee," she said.
"But I need to," Jack explained.
"If you do, you'll squirt your stuff. You don't want to make a mess in your pants, do you?"
"Good. Look, we're home already. Let's go inside."
The woman parked the car in the garage and unlocked the car doors. She got out and went around to the passenger side, opening the door for Jack. He got out and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"What was that for?" she asked with a smile on her face.
"That's for being such a good mommy," he said.
They went into the house and hung up their coats. Then Jack followed the woman up the stairs to the bedroom area.
"Time for your bath," she said.
"Do I have to?" Jack asked. "I'm clean."
"Don't you like to bathe?"
"What if I got in with you and gave you a bath? Would you like that?"
"Oh goody," he said jubilantly with a broad smile on his face."
"Okay, let's get these clothes off you," she said and then removed Jack's clothes. When he was completely naked, his hard cock was pointing almost straight into the air. "I'll get the bath ready," she informed him.
"Aren't you going to take off your clothes?" he asked.
"You dirty little boy," she said in a phony angry voice, "is that what you want? You want to see me naked?"
"Oh, I didn't mean... it's just that... I thought you were going into the tub with me... that's all," Jack stumbled.
"I am, but that doesn't mean I have to strip for my baby boy here in the bedroom. Now give me a few minutes and then come into the bathroom."
The woman left Jack standing there, totally naked with his hard cock pointing in the air. She adjusted the water temperature and filled the tub. When it was almost full, she felt Jack behind her and turned around. He was so close that his hard cock almost hit her face.
Jack watched as she turned the water off and stood up. Her clothes were removed quickly, leaving her standing as naked as he was. He couldn't help but stare at her large breasts with their dark areolas and stiff nipples. Then his eyes traveled down her belly to the juncture between her thighs -- to the curly dark pubic hairs. The woman climbed into the overly large bathtub and motioned for Jack to follow. He climbed in as well, sitting between her legs with his back leaning on her breasts.
"That's my baby boy," she cooed. "You like taking a bath like this, don't you?"
The woman splashed water on Jack's body and then lathered up soap on her hands. She pushed his upper body forward and rubbed her soapy hands all over his back. Then she told him to stand up which he did. She got more lather on her hands and then rubbed his butt, spending a lot of time on it. Her fingers slipped into the crack and she cleaned that area thoroughly, taking extra time at his puckered anus. Jack was moaning now and the woman actually pushed her finger inside his asshole up to the first knuckle and gently moved it in and out. Jack's hips began to move with her finger, but she suddenly withdrew it and got more soap onto her hands. The woman lathered up Jack's legs, running her hands up and down and around the limbs. Each time her hand neared his balls, she made sure she didn't touch them.
"Turn around, dear," she told him.
When Jack carefully turned around by taking very small steps in the slippery bathtub, his cock was as hard as ever. The woman told him to get onto his knees which he did. She then lathered up his chest, caressing his skin with her soapy hands. She smiled when she saw his little nipples get hard.
"Stand up again," she said.
Jack knew what was next and quickly scrambled to his feet. She rubbed more soap onto her hands while Jack waited impatiently. She seemed to take an extraordinary amount of time lathering her hands. But soon her soapy hand reached out and went between his legs, palm up. She gently rubbed her hand back and forth while Jack spread his legs further apart. Then her hand grabbed his balls and massaged them as she cleaned them. Jack watched as her hand slid away from his balls and upwards, gently brushing the underside of his throbbing cock.
"Aahhhh!!" Jack moaned when he felt her fingers on his sensitive organ.
The woman toyed with his hard cock for a while and then gripped it in her fist. Her slippery hand began moving back and forth, soon causing Jack to hump his hips. She just sat in the warm water and watched the expression on his face as her fist glided back and forth.
"Oh Mommy, I have that feeling again," Jack announced breathlessly.
The woman smiled and pulled him down back into the water so that the soap was washed from his cock. She then guided him back up again and stared at his hard-on, dripping water from its tip. She leaned forward and opened her mouth, swallowed his cock and sucked softly on it. Then her head began moving back and forth, dragging her lips on his hard shaft. She reveled in the feel of his velvety flesh in her mouth.
Jack's hips began moving back and forth faster and his hands grabbed the back of her head. The woman knew what was coming and lifted her hands to his still soapy back. When her palms were soapy, she cupped his buttocks and squeezed the soft spongy flesh. When a finger slipped into his asshole and began to finger-fuck it, Jack let out a groan and shot his hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all, sucking it out of his spurting cock.
"Will you wash Mommy now?" she asked.
Jack got onto his knees and picked up the bar of soap. He dunked it in the water and rubbed it all over her large breasts. He then put the soap down and rubbed his soapy hands on her tits, squeezing them as much as he rubbed them. Jack spent a great deal of time cleaning her nipples, rubbing and pinching them with his soapy fingers. The woman's purring told him she liked it.
Jack could have kept rubbing her tits all night, but she pushed him away and got up on her hands and knees, turning away from him. She wiggled her backside at him and Jack knew what to do. He lathered up his hands and rubbed the soap all over her buttocks. When they were very soapy, he turned his hand to the side and pressed it into her crack, moving it up and down like a saw. But he knew she expected more and held her ass-cheeks open with one hand while locating her wrinkled hole. He rubbed two fingertips against it, cleaning it very thoroughly before pushing them inside. His soapy fingers moved in and out of her asshole all the way to his third knuckle. The woman moaned and pushed back onto his intruding fingers.
Jack reached around her body and cupped her pussy from the other side. While his fingers slid in and out of her asshole, his other hand began rubbing her pussy, making sure her pubic hairs got cleaned before slipping between her pussy lips. The woman was really moaning now and her body was moving so violently that the water was splashing.
Jack suddenly pulled his hands away and told her to sit in the water. She did immediately, washing the soap from her lower body. Then she got onto her hands and knees again. Jack looked at her clean buttocks and spread her ass-cheeks apart, pushing his face between them. She let out a moan as his tongue found her puckered asshole and began licking it. When he pushed his tongue inside her, she thought she was going to cum immediately.
But Jack pulled away and tugged on her body until she had turned around and was sitting on the side of the bathtub. He pushed her legs apart and stared at her hairy pussy. He leaned forward, pressing his mouth against it and began lapping it like a cat drinking milk. Then he pressed his tongue into her pussy hole and began flicking it in and out. It was now her time to grab the back of Jack's head as he tongue-fucked her. When her hips began uncontrollably bucking, he slipped a finger into her ass and began sucking on her clit.
"OH-MY-GOD!!!" she called out as she orgasmed.
When she recovered, she slipped into the warm water and grabbed the sides of Jack's face, pulling him towards her. She pressed her lips against his and shoved her tongue deeply into his mouth. The kiss they exchanged was nothing like the little pecks on the cheek that they experienced before. It was a soul-searching passionate French kiss. The tongues that had recently pleased each other were now sharing their flavored saliva.
The kiss ended and she pulled Jack out of the bathtub. She dried him off with the fluffy towel and then dried herself. Afterwards, the woman grabbed Jack's hand and led him to the big bed. She plopped down on the mattress, spreading her legs and pulling Jack between them. She noticed his cock was hard as she guided it into her pussy.
"Fuck me! Fuck Mommy!" she screamed.
Jack didn't hesitate and rammed his cock all the way into her waiting pussy. He pulled out and pushed back in... in and out... in and out. They fucked like it was the first and last ones of their lives. Both were screaming and grunting as he pumped his hard cock into her pussy and her hips thrust up to meet each of his stabs.
"Fuck me! Oh-my-god, fuck me hard! Fuck Mommy! Fuck me... fuck me... fuck Mommy!!"
The two bodies slammed against each other as they became a blur. Sweat poured off Jack's face as his ass-cheeks clenched while jackhammering his cock in and out of her juicy pussy. The woman's body strained as she used her feet for leverage as her ass lifted off the mattress, driving the cock deeper into her body. Finally, she couldn't take any more and exploded in a powerful orgasm. That was Jack's signal and he filled her pussy with his incestuous sperm.
Jack collapsed on top of her body and then rolled off to the side. They both lay there, breathing heavily, trying to catch their breaths. Then the heavy breathing was replaced with softer breathing and finally quiet.
"I have to go home now," the woman said.
"Um, what?" Jack asked, close to dozing off.
"My husband will be home soon and I have to get his dinner ready," she told him.
"Oh... sure, Rachel, I know," he said, no longer using the little boy's voice he used when they role played. "Will you pick me up from work tomorrow?"
"Of course, Dad," she said with a smile on her face.
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