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Linda's Lover
by Geronimo Appleby (address withheld)

***

Linda takes a lover. Her son. (MF, inc)

***

When Sean arrived home that afternoon he glanced out 
into the garden and unexpectedly saw his mother lying 
on the sun-lounger. Sean was surprised to see his 
mother there at that time of day since she normally 
worked in the afternoons, but it wasn't the fact that 
his mum was at home that disturbed Sean, it was the 
sight of her bikini clad body. 

A vivid memory flashed into Sean's brain at the 
unexpected sight, a memory that rendered Sean immobile 
and he stood at the window lost in the reverie of an 
event now two years old.

Two summers previously Sean had been enjoying the long 
vacation away from university and had been making the 
most of his freedom. He worked part time for some 
disposable cash and was just having a good time; going 
out to parties and generally enjoying life. 

Despite the fact that Sean had always been dimly aware 
that his mother was blessed with a trim figure and was 
considered to be vivacious and attractive, he had never 
associated her with sex. His friends had made oblique 
comments in he past, nothing explicit, but the 
inference was obvious. As far as Sean was concerned, 
Linda was his mother. He could appreciate that others 
found her attractive, but she was his mum, and that was 
that.

Then, one Saturday evening something happened that 
changed Sean's outlook forever. He witnessed an event 
that precipitated an episode that was to have a 
profound effect on the way in which Sean thought about, 
and looked upon his mother. Sean's father had died 
several years earlier, and while the circumstances of 
his death are unimportant, his passing left Linda 
widowed in her early thirties with a son who had 
reached the cusp of puberty.

It had been a difficult time for both Linda and her 
son. Not that Sean had been affected by his father's 
death in any way that caused him to act like a 
delinquent, on the contrary, he'd coped remarkably 
well, but he had perhaps taken his perceived role as 
his mother's protector a little too seriously. This had 
the effect of causing Linda to feel claustrophobic, and 
in an effort to ease her son's concerns; Linda decided 
to forgo male company for the foreseeable future. 

It wasn't as though she was looking for another 
partner, or a father for Sean, but she was still a 
young, healthy woman, with all the desires and needs 
that a woman has, and she found it frustrating to be 
doted upon by her only son. She loved him of course, 
but Linda found herself alone in her bed some nights, 
just wishing that someone would hold her, would cuddle 
up to her and make her feel secure in his strong arms, 
and yes, there was no denying that she missed the 
physical side of a relationship too.

On that Saturday evening, Sean was meant to be at a 
party, and his mother was on a rare night out with some 
girlfriends. The afternoon and early evening had passed 
normally, Linda got ready to go out, and Sean had 
showered and dressed in preparation for his party.

'See you later, babe,' his mother had called as she 
came down the stairs and lifted her handbag from the 
table. 'Have fun!' A waggle of her fingers and she was 
gone.

Sean had gone to the party, but had found that he 
wasn't actually in the mood, so he made his excuses and 
left. He arrived home just as the light was fading, 
which in early July placed the time at around ten 
o'clock. Sean was surprised to see the curtains drawn 
against the front windows, and was puzzled by light 
shining dimly in the living room beyond. The light 
hadn't been on when he left, Sean was certain, and 
curious at this evidence which indicated that Linda 
had, returned early, Sean pressed is face against the 
window and peered inquisitively inside. 

Why he actually took the trouble to peep through the 
window like he did, Sean couldn't explain, but what he 
did see through the window took a moment to register. 
The jolt of shock hit him like a slap to the face; he 
was stunned, and at first could only stare in mute 
disbelief at what he saw. His mother, who Sean had 
assumed was going on a girls' night out, was at that 
moment sat on the sofa in the living room, her denim 
skirt discarded, her blouse unbuttoned and gaping open 
while a man sat next to her with his stiff cock in 
Sean's mother's fist. The man was twisted slightly on 
the seat and he was using his hands to massage Linda's 
tight breasts through her bra. 

The tumult of confused and conflicting emotions whirled 
in Sean's brain, and his stomach suddenly felt greasy. 
Sean was suddenly jealous that his mother could allow 
anyone to do that to her or that she was capable of 
doing anything to a man. In Sean's mind she was above 
the sordid acts of sex. She was too clean to let any 
man come near her with his obscene appendage, angry, 
stiff and wanting like this man's was now. Sean also 
felt anger that this man dared to actually use his 
mother like that. 

How dare he, it wasn't right, she belonged to Sean, he 
was the man of the house. His greasy stomach slipped 
sideways with the feeling of betrayal. His mother! How 
could she? The most disturbing thing of all however was 
the fact that Sean was suddenly and overwhelmingly 
sexually aroused by what he saw. The speed and urgency 
of his erection almost took Sean's breath away and the 
thrill of lust clutched at him deep in his belly, 
quickly dousing the sick feeling, and replacing it with 
a far more powerful emotion.

The need for release that was centred on his cock was 
almost irresistible when Sean felt the instinctive 
desire flash hot inside him. Unthinking, he unzipped 
his jeans and pulled out his thick, hard cock. He 
pulled himself urgently; his fist closed tightly around 
the shaft, and then suddenly realized he was visible to 
anyone passing by. He moved stealthily around to the 
back of the house and let himself in through the back 
door. 

He stood just inside the kitchen unsure of what to do 
next. He was fearful of discovery but couldn't stop 
himself moving slowly closer and closer to the hallway. 
His cock stuck out in front of him as he crept along 
the carpet like a cat burglar. His mouth was dry and 
his legs felt weak. His body was trembling with the 
shock, and although he knew he was in a very dangerous 
situation, Sean couldn't resist the siren's call of 
what was happening behind the door just in front of 
him.

As he stood outside the door, Sean could hear muffled 
sounds from beyond. He could hear the low tones of a 
man's voice, muffled and indistinct, and he heard the 
higher pitched replies that could only come from his 
mother. Sean turned at the sound of his mother's voice, 
and then he hesitated. It was at that moment of 
hesitation that Sean was lost. He could have walked 
from the scene and gone out into the warm night air to 
think. 

It was only natural that his mother should want some 
male company. It had been years since his her husband's 
death, and so far, as far as Sean knew, Linda had been 
faithful to the memory of her late husband, but time 
goes on, and a woman has needs, Sean knew as much, and 
even as difficult an experience as it would be for him, 
Sean had to let her live her life. 

Ah, but the temptation to take another look at what his 
mother was doing was too much for Sean. It was like a 
compulsion to him, he was drawn, and as much as he knew 
that the sight would disturb him, Sean was powerless to 
resist. He pushed open the door, just a sliver at 
first, and then when he was undiscovered at the first 
push he was emboldened enough to push it further still.

When the door was just wide enough to allow Sean to 
peep into the room, he pushed his face close to the 
wood and surveyed the interior. The scene was no less 
shocking for this second revelation, and Sean felt the 
same mixed feelings rush through him again. The effect 
upon his penis was to give it a new breath of life, and 
Sean felt the tug in his belly once more as his cock 
stiffened quickly, and the lust burned hot.

In the time it had taken Sean to push open the door, 
the man had managed to remove Linda's bra. As Sean 
watched, the man was squeezing and mauling at Linda's 
breasts. He was moaning with appreciation and kissing 
each of Linda's thick teats in turn.

'Jesus Linda,' he groaned. Your tits are fantastic. So 
firm, so fucking sexy, God, I want you... I've been 
dying to get you alone... Fuck'

Sean may as well have been deaf for all the effect the 
man's words had on him. His mother's breasts mesmerized 
Sean. He'd never seen them before, at least not that he 
could remember and he thought they were exquisite. Sean 
was amazed at how the mere sight of his mother's 
breasts made him feel. 

He was captivated by their shape, the ripe fullness of 
them, by the curved roundness of the undersides and the 
tilted uplift which was crowned by the darkly pink 
areolas, which were in turn tipped by Linda's thick, 
aroused nipples. Sean felt as though he could just walk 
right into the room, bold as brass and he was sure he'd 
be welcomed into the company of the couple entwined on 
the sofa. God, how he ached for release, the sliver of 
lust was buried deep in his guts, and Sean thought he 
would soon go mad with the wanting.

As his mother and the man kissed on the sofa, Sean 
watched her fist moving rapidly in his lap. Sean 
unconsciously took his own length in hand and mimicked 
his mother's actions. God, it felt good... so good. 
Sean pulled and yanked at himself now, uncaring and 
abandoned in his lust, his eyes fixed, glazed and 
unseeing when he felt the rush of his semen as it burst 
from the eye of his cock. Sean groaned as the waters of 
desire burst through the dam of his climax, and he 
stood and jerked spasmodically as thick spurts of his 
cum splashed against the living room door.

Inside, alerted by the unmistakable sounds, his mother 
sat upright. Her hands pulled at the gaping flaps of 
her unbuttoned blouse as she instinctively covered 
herself. 'What was that?' she whispered in a mild 
panic.

'What was what?' the man replied. He didn't care what 
the noise was. The place could be getting burgled for 
all he cared. He was in the grip of animal lust 
himself, he'd waited months to get the chance at Linda 
and here he was, he had her tits out and she had been 
wanking his cock. She was fired up and ready to go. 
He'd done it, he'd gotten the unattainable Mrs. James 
half naked, he was a spit away from fulfilling his 
dreams of fucking her, and now he could feel her 
slipping out of his grasp. She was going to get away. 
No!

'That noise, I heard a noise.' Linda was insistent.

'I didn't hear anything,' the man pawed at Linda's 
blouse. 'Come on,' he wheedled, 'come on, you know I 
want you.'

'No,' Linda was suddenly vehement. 'I heard a noise. My 
son could be home.'

Linda stood, leaving the man looking aghast on the 
sofa. 'No!' he called in protest, but Linda was already 
on her way to the door.

Linda pulled the door open a few inches and her mouth 
fell open in shock. Sean was stood with his penis in 
his hand. Semen oozed from the eye of his cock and the 
door was spattered with thick goo, unmistakably semen, 
and it was oozing down the woodwork and dripping onto 
the carpeted floor. 

Linda's body and the bulk of the door shielded Sean 
from the man's view. 'Is anyone there? Are you coming 
back now Linda?' he called.

Linda ignored her would be lover and stared at her son 
in disbelief. Sean returned her look for long seconds, 
and then he turned and ran up the stairs, his brain not 
fully realizing the importance of what had just 
happened.

He sat in his room in the growing dark. He heard the 
commotion from downstairs as Linda forced the reluctant 
man to leave, then he heard the dreaded sound of his 
mother's footsteps on the landing outside his room.

'Sean?' His mother's questioning voice was accompanied 
by her tentative knocking on the bedroom door. 'Sean, 
honey, can I talk to you? ...Please?'

Sean continued to sit on his bed in the darkened room 
and willed his mother away. Despite Sean's silence and 
his unwillingness to acknowledge her Linda pushed the 
door open and stepped inside. 'Come on Sean, we really 
do have to talk about this.'

Sean felt the mattress sink slightly as his mother sat 
next to him. 'No,' Sean whispered, 'we don't have to 
talk about it. I don't want to talk about it. You're a 
slut.' Sean turned away from his mother and felt the 
hot tears of his confused shame and anger well 
suddenly. 'You had that man's cock in your hand,' Sean 
continued as his voice cracked with emotion. 'How could 
you? His cock in your hand and your tits hanging out... 
You fucking slut!' 

Sean spat the phrase out with a vehemence that shocked 
Linda. She'd never heard her son swear before and his 
use of the profanity caused her to recoil in surprise. 
She quickly recovered and reached a hand out to Sean. 
'Please...' Linda sobbed, 'please Sean, let me... let 
me explain.' Linda's hand touched her son's shoulder in 
the darkness and he whirled around to face her at the 
touch.

'Explain!' he shouted. 'Explain what? I saw you, 
there's nothing to explain.' 

Sean's voice was spiteful in tone as though he was a 
spoilt, petulant child instead of nearly nineteen. 
Linda pressed on however, reluctant to leave her son in 
such an emotional state. 'I saw you too, Sean,' Linda 
whispered. 'I saw how... excited you were.' Sean's 
intake of breath hissed loudly at this revelation, and 
his face burned hot. 'Were you watching, Sean, were you 
watching me?' Linda was insistent when she sensed the 
advantage. 'I know you were watching us Sean, I saw 
you. I saw how aroused you were.'

The tears spilled down Sean's cheeks in his shame at 
the memory of how his semen had splashed uncontrollably 
from the eye of his cock. 'Oh God, Mum,' he sniffed, 
'I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. I came home early 
and... and I saw through the window... I'm sorry.' 

The words fell from Sean in a torrent and Linda's heart 
went out to her son. 'That's Ok, baby,' she murmured 
and pressed her body against Sean's as she lay down 
behind him on the bed. Sean stiffened as he felt his 
mother pressing against his back, and he squirmed 
around to face her. Linda pulled her son's head close 
to her bosom in an instinctive mothering gesture. This 
innocent gesture however, caused a sudden and 
overwhelming reaction in Sean. The scent of his mother 
and the heat of her close proximity sent a frisson of 
returning lust through the young man. His cock 
stiffened abruptly and the red mist of desire clouded 
Sean's brain.

Sean pressed his groin against Linda's hip and then 
rolled his mother over onto her back. Before Linda 
realized what was happening, Sean wedged himself 
between her thighs and pushed the solid length of his 
erection against the mound of his mother's mons. He 
ground his cock against Linda's body and pulled at her 
skirt hem urgently.

'Let me do it to you,' Sean whispered hoarsely. 'Let me 
do it to you like you were going to let that bloke.' 

Sean pushed his mouth down against his mother's lips as 
the madness overwhelmed him. He was driven by lust and 
desire and had no real concept of the magnitude of what 
he was doing. It was just as Sean had pushed his tongue 
into her mouth that Linda finally reacted. 'Sean, no!' 
she cried and tried to push her son from on top of her. 
'Stop it,' she grunted as she continued to wriggle and 
struggle to get away from him. 'I'm your Mother, for 
God's sake Sean, you can't do this to your mother.' 
With a supreme effort, fuelled by panic Linda managed 
to wriggle free of Sean's groping hands and insistent 
tongue.

Suddenly the realization that he was trying to force 
his sexual attention on his mother, Sean stopped his 
attack. He rolled off Linda's body and sat upright on 
the edge of the bed and held his head in his hands. 
'Mum,' he said quietly in a hushed voice. 'How could I? 
Mum, please... I'm... Oh God, I'm so sorry.'

Still breathing heavily Linda sat moved across the bed 
and sat alongside her son. 'My God, Sean,' she murmured 
as her limbs trembled with the shock of what had 
happened. 'What were you thinking of? I'm your mother, 
for God's sake!' Linda's voice rose in volume as her 
fear turned to anger. Then when she saw the devastation 
on Sean's face as he turned his head to look at her, 
Linda's heart went out to him and the anger evaporated. 
'Oh honey,' she said and cautiously put one arm around 
her son's shoulder. 

She'd correctly sensed that she was in no further 
danger of molestation and realized that Sean must be 
feeling devastated and confused. Linda was more than a 
little confused as well Her son had almost succeeded in 
forcing himself inside her, had almost succumbed to the 
moment of blind lust and fucked his own mother.

Linda felt sickened by what had just occurred, but 
couldn't bring herself to blame Sean. He was young, 
only eighteen and his sexual urges would be a dominant 
force in his life at this moment in time. Linda knew 
about the dangers of sexual frustration and the lengths 
to which that primal impulse could drive people. She 
hadn't been with a man since her husband's death, and 
now that the long period of mourning and adjustment was 
ending, she was beginning to feel the need for physical 
attention again. Linda was horny as well.

'Don't worry, baby,' Linda crooned as she held her son 
and comforted him. 'Don't worry, I understand.'

Linda sat with Sean for more than half an hour without 
a word passing between the pair. Eventually she left 
him sat there in the dark and climbed into her own bed. 
Sleep came after what seemed to be an age, but it was 
troubled and dream filled, and Linda's mind was 
tortured by confused images of huge erections, an 
ejaculating penis, and most disturbing of all, Sean's 
face.

The next day Sean appeared at breakfast and was very 
sheepish. Neither Sean nor his mother spoke of the 
previous night's events, and as time passed, when the 
days became weeks, which became months and eventually 
years, things slowly returned to outwardly normal 
between Linda and her son. The shocking wound of Sean's 
near rape scabbed over and healed, but there remained 
the hard carapace of scar tissue over the memory that, 
although never referred to, always remained at the back 
of their minds'. It floated on the periphery of their 
awareness, not manifesting itself directly, but both 
Linda and Sean thought back to that night occasionally. 
Sean thought about it with embarrassment and shock, but 
Linda found herself analyzing the events, and to her 
utter horror and shame, began to develop sexual 
fantasies over it.

At first Linda resigned herself to remaining celibate, 
at least for the few years that Sean could be counted 
upon to remain at home. She imagined that he would 
eventually leave university, get a job and probably 
meet a girl and settle down. The normal run of events 
in Linda's experiences of life so far. So, she decided, 
no men until then. Of course she was still left with 
the burden of her sexuality and the increasing urges 
and demands her body signaled. Linda acquired a 
vibrator, and then a second. 

She discovered a shame filled penchant for mild 
pornography, and satisfied her desire for sexual 
release by masturbating and looking at images of naked 
women in magazines. Her behavior shocked her; she 
wasn't a lesbian by any stretch of the imagination and 
wondered if she needed some form of psychological 
therapy. She had no desire to have sex with another 
woman in real life, but found the pictures of the 
attractive models visually stimulating.

She discovered erotic stories and would spend a happy 
evening alone in her bedroom with her stories and her 
dildo, and would masturbate to a noisy climax. It 
wasn't an ideal situation, but it was one in which she 
could maintain a level of satisfaction and it removed 
the problem of men from her life – for the time being 
at least.

As the months passed, Linda used her tools of 
stimulation privately in her boudoir, but slowly and 
imperceptibly at first she began to build sexual 
fantasies to supplement her diet of erotica. Some of 
the stories she read were really graphic and obscene, 
and as Linda grew jaded with the sordid acts that she 
read about, the wilder her fantasies became. 
Inadvertently Linda found a story that she was reading 
was in fact an incest story about a woman and her son. 

At first she was appalled when she realized the twist 
the story had taken, but unable to help herself, she 
carried on reading. It became a fascination for her and 
culminated in the most frantic wanking session she had 
had in her memory. The climax she experienced rolled on 
and on in continuous waves of pleasure and release, and 
at the very moment her orgasm subsided, while she laid 
panting and sweating in her bed, Linda felt the shame 
and humiliation of being so aroused by such a taboo 
subject.

No matter, the seed was sown and in spite of trying 
desperately to put the images out of her troubled mind, 
Linda found she kept returning to the story, and of 
course she eventually replaced the characters with 
herself and her son, Sean.

To Sean however, things were never the same. He kept up 
the outward appearance of normality in the same way 
that Linda managed, but his nights were filled with 
masturbatory fantasies from the very next evening. Sean 
lay in his bed the next night and struggled with the 
images that popped unbidden into his mind. He was 
tormented by the knowledge that his mother was laying 
in her bed only yards away from his, and he had to 
fight the constant urges to go to her. 

He fantasised about his mother's body and dreamed of 
taking her petite, firm breasts into his mouth and 
sucking on them. He pictured Linda's slim waist and 
soft stomach as he pulled at his cock vigorously, and 
he became even more aroused when he visualised how her 
breasts had moved with a soft swaying movement as she 
tugged at the man's cock. 

Sean's semen spurted from his cock with an energy that 
took his breath away when he climaxed during these 
marathon wanking sessions, and such was Sean's ardour 
that he found that his cock would stay hard and 
demanding in spite of its recent outpouring of Sean's 
desire.

***

Sean daydreamed at the window, his eyes glazed and 
unseeing, and he didn't realise that his mother had 
walked into the kitchen until he was startled out of 
his trance by her voice. 'Oh, hi baby,' Linda said, 
surprised to see Sean standing so quietly.

Sean didn't respond, but just looked at Linda's figure 
as it was deliciously displayed to him in a very 
flattering bikini. In a flood of lust Sean's cock grew 
erect with shocking speed. He felt as though his penis 
would burst through the front of his jeans and Sean saw 
that the sudden reaction to Linda's semi nakedness 
hadn't gone unnoticed by his mother. Linda's eyes were 
focused upon the bulge in his jeans front and Sean felt 
the blood rise hot in his face.

Not again, he thought to himself and almost ran from 
the kitchen in his haste to hide his desire and his 
anguish. Sean was appalled at his body's reaction. In 
spite of having his nocturnal fantasies regarding his 
mother, Sean had no wish to reopen the painful wound 
caused by that night two years in the past. Sean 
continued through the house and let himself out through 
the front door. He wanted to put some space between 
himself and his mother. He needed time to think, he 
needed time to calm down.

After walking around aimlessly and with no sense of 
time, Sean eventually let himself back into the house. 
He must have been out for hours, at least five, and it 
wasn't until he got inside the house that Sean realised 
he hadn't eaten since breakfast, and that it must now 
be way past tea time. He was distracted from his 
obsessive thoughts about his mother by the delicious 
smells that greeted him upon his return home. Something 
was cooking – and it smelled good.

'In here Sean,' his mother called from the back of the 
house. 

He walked through into the kitchen and was surprised to 
see the table laid out complete with candles and a 
bottle of red wine. 'Er... Hi Mum,' Sean said, puzzled 
by this unexpected turn of events. He wasn't sure just 
how his mother was going to react to his earlier 
performance, but this was certainly one scenario he 
hadn't envisioned.

'Hi Sean,' Linda turned from the cooker and smiled at 
her son. 'It'll be ready soon, why don't you take a 
quick shower and then come back down; should be done by 
then.'

'Uh, yeah, sure.' Sean replied inarticulately, still 
surprised by the reception, but he did as he was bid 
and left his mother to it.

A short time later, washed and refreshed, Sean arrived 
back in the kitchen.

'Perfect timing,' his mother beamed at him. 'It's just 
ready.' Sean sat down as Linda passed him a plate of 
food. 'Wine?' And Sean nodded his head in response.

As Sean and his mother ate the food and drank the wine 
the atmosphere lightened and Sean relaxed visibly.  His 
mother was chatty and animated throughout the meal and 
Sean noticed a peculiar light in her eyes. He was 
puzzled by the unusual sheen to his mother's eyes until 
he realised that she'd perhaps been at a little drop of 
the wine prior to his return home.

'Are you Ok, Mum?' he asked a little concerned.

'Me?' she replied with wide eyed innocence. 'Why 
shouldn't I be Ok?'

'Well,' Sean was a little embarrassed, 'you seem a 
little weird.'

'Weird?' his mother laughed. 'Weird, how?'

'Have you been at the wine, Mum?' Sean asked and nodded 
towards the now empty bottle on the table.

Linda giggled and then stood up grabbing the empty 
bottle by the neck as she did so. 'I might have had a 
little drinky,' she said as she pulled a fresh bottle 
from the rack. 'More?' Linda didn't wait for a response 
from Sean; she pulled the cork and poured both her and 
her son a glass. 'Come on through to the living room, 
leave the dishes, I want to talk to you.'

Sean felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. 
Shit, she wanted to talk to him. He really didn't want 
this; it was too much for him, too emotional and 
confusing. It was a volatile concoction of lust, 
desire, jealousy and embarrassment all mixed together. 
How could he talk to his mother about his problem when 
she was the problem?

'Come on Sean,' Linda said quietly. She seemed quite 
lucid now, somehow the bright eyed and slightly drunk 
woman had been subtly replaced by this new insistent 
version. Linda walked to her son and lifted his hand 
from the table top. 'Come on,' she said and pulled him 
unwillingly to his feet.

'Now,' Linda said when they were both seated on the 
sofa. 'Let's get things settled, once and for all.'

Sean was feeling decidedly uncomfortable. He didn't 
want to talk about this, also he was acutely aware of 
he was sitting in the very spot that his mother had 
occupied that fateful night two years before.

'Mum, please...' He began, but Linda pushed her index 
finger against his lips to quiet him.

'No Sean, I want to talk to you.' Linda's voice was low 
and husky with her hidden, suppressed emotion. 'This 
has been going on too long, it's not healthy, not 
healthy for either of us, and I've been tortured these 
last few months... It's got to end.'

Sean looked at his mother speechless. He had no idea of 
how deeply she'd been affected, he thought it had been 
his problem alone to deal with, but now his eyes were 
being opened and the realisation dawned.

'Mum...' Sean tried again, but once more is mother cut 
him short.

'No! Please don't interrupt,' Linda said sharply. 'Its 
taken me all afternoon to pluck up the courage to do 
this.' Linda paused and gave a wry little laugh. 'Dutch 
courage too, but I need to tell you something Sean, 
something important.

Sean just sat and looked down beyond his knees to the 
carpet between his feet. He was mortified and just 
wanted to be somewhere else, anywhere else.

'Since that night... that night you caught me in here 
with Simon.' Linda took hold of Sean's hand and despite 
his discomfort; Sean lifted his eyes to look at his 
mother. 'I know it's been difficult for you. You saw 
something that you shouldn't have seen.' Linda paused, 
there was so much she wanted to say she was becoming 
confused. 'Shit,' she swore with frustration. Then she 
simply leaned into her son and pushed her lips against 
his mouth.

Sean goggled, his brain unable to make sense of what 
was happening 
'Wha...' he began when Linda pulled back after the 
kiss. 'What... I don't... Mum?' he blurted  'I don't 
understand.'

'Oh Sean... baby,' Linda whispered. 'I saw you that 
night, I saw how excited you were, I saw the spunk on 
the door where you'd come...'

To hear his mother speak so candidly, to hear her use 
words like 'spunk' and 'come'... Sean's brain couldn't 
cope. She was using words in a reference that he 
shouldn't ever hear. It wasn't right that his own 
mother used the sexual references to him, but Sean 
couldn't help but grow aroused by them. His mother was 
so close that he could feel the warmth of her body. 
She'd kissed him; not in a maternal way, but as a lover 
would kiss, and now she was using such language... 

Oh God, what could he do? His traitorous cock 
stiffened, in no way confused. The only part of Sean's 
anatomy that appeared to be functioning normally was 
his penis. It seemed that his member had a mind of its 
own, that it sensed what was happening, that it could 
scent the musk of Linda's sex in the atmosphere and it 
was hungry.

'I know it excited you to see me with Simon,' Linda 
said quietly. 'And I know you got excited today when 
you saw me in my swimming clothes.' Linda pushed the 
palm of her hand against her son's jeans and gently 
applied pressure. 'You're excited now too, you've got a 
hard on, and to be honest, Sean, I'm sick of fighting 
the feelings I have for you. I want a man, I need a 
man, and just lately I've been thinking about you...'

Sean didn't really register much of what his mother was 
actually saying to him. He was overcome by a wave of 
lust and his cock was painfully pushing out the front 
of his jeans. The pressure from his mother's hand and 
the arousal from the kiss... In that moment it didn't 
matter to Sean that it was his own mother caressing his 
hard cock through his jeans, he was desperate to find 
release and meant to have it. 

He moaned deeply in the back of his throat and closed 
his eyes. He surrendered completely to the primordial 
urge and when he opened his eyes again, Sean didn't see 
his mother sat next to him, he saw only a female that 
could satisfy his lust. Sean lunged at his mother and 
kissed her. After a brief moment of surprise Linda 
opened her mouth willingly and allowed Sean to explore 
her mouth with his tongue.

Linda returned her son's kiss ardently and very quickly 
their passion for each other escalated to the point 
where they were both kissing and pulling at each 
other's clothes.

'Sean,' Linda said with a croak as she pushed her son 
away from her. 'Sean, come on... quickly... take your 
clothes off... I want you... I want you naked... I want 
to see your cock all big and hard.' Linda had to fend 
off her son as he kept pawing at her and tried to kiss 
her again. 'Sean please!' she cried. 'Just stop for a 
moment and take your clothes off... Please!'

Sean stopped and looked at his mother with glazed eyes. 
Taking the opportunity, Linda stood up and pulled the 
straps of her summer dress over her shoulders. She let 
the dress fall over her hips and then stepped out of 
it. She had been nude underneath the flimsy dress and 
Sean groaned loudly when he saw his mother's trim body.

'Mum,' he whispered almost in awe. 'Mum, you're so 
beautiful. Oh my God...' 

Linda stood and allowed her son to take his fill of her 
slender figure. She posed, almost arrogantly with her 
hands on her hips. She felt glorious; powerful even, 
and the euphoria she experienced as she exhibited her 
nakedness to her son was overpowering. It was just as 
she'd described to Sean earlier. 

She had fought the disturbing sexual feelings she'd 
felt for her son, but had reached a point where she no 
longer cared. She was desperate for release; the sexual 
tension had built up to such a pitch that she was no 
longer satisfied using her sex aids and her fingers on 
herself. She craved cock, and if that cock was her 
son's, then so be it.

'I want to see you now, Sean.' Linda said quietly as 
she bent to kiss her son's mouth again. 'I know how 
wrong this is, but I don't care. No one needs to know 
about this but us honey, Ok?' She looked at Sean's face 
intently. 

Sean was beyond caring about the morality of the 
situation. He wasn't concerned by the rights and 
wrongs, and how other people would view what was 
happening right there in that house. Sean didn't care 
that it was his own flesh and blood, his own mother 
that he was craving. He just wanted to have her. He 
stood up and pulled his mother close to him. The couple 
kissed again, their tongues writhing and dancing, a 
serpentine joining which was coupled with their moans 
and sighs of lust and desire for each other.

As she kissed her son, Linda unbuckled the belt of his 
jeans and pulled the t-shirt from the waistband. She 
unzipped the fly and plunged her hand into the gap from 
which she lifted her son's hard penis. 'Oh my God, 
Sean!' Linda cried when she felt the stiffness of her 
son's member. 'It's so hard!' 

Sean pulled his t-shirt over his head and his mother's 
words of adoration over his cock were silenced when she 
saw his lean, lightly muscled torso. Sean wasn't hugely 
muscled, just nicely so in Linda's eyes. She eyed the 
long muscles in his arms admiringly and drank in the 
view of the taut, plated muscle of his chest and flat, 
hard stomach.

'My oh my, baby,' Linda whispered. 'You're a lovely 
specimen of a man... I had no idea...'

Sean smiled sheepishly, slightly embarrassed by the 
admiration that was evident in his mother's tone of 
voice. He silently pulled his jeans down to his ankles 
and then kicked his shoes and jeans off in one 
movement. He peeled off his socks and then stood in 
front of his mother, as naked a she, and Linda reached 
out to curl her little fist around the girth of her 
son's cock.

Sean groaned loudly as Linda gripped him fully. He 
looked into his mother's eyes as she held him and felt 
a wave of love for her. He'd wanted to protect her, 
especially since the night he'd seen her with her 
thwarted lover and there were, of course, the 
subsequent feelings and desires he'd formed with regard 
to his mother. Now it appeared that, miraculously, his 
dreams and fantasies were coming true. 

Sean fervently hoped that he wasn't in the grip of some 
dream and that what he was experiencing was in fact 
real. If, however, it did turn out to be a dream he 
wished that it would reach its obvious, sticky 
conclusion before he woke. The sensation he was feeling 
in his excited cock indicated that this was real life, 
and Sean confirmed his state of consciousness by 
reaching out to touch his mother's bare skin.

'Mmm, yes baby,' Linda sighed when Sean caressed her 
body gently. 'Feel my skin while I feel your stiff 
cock.' Linda wanked at her son gently as she spoke and 
Sean moaned softly. 'You're so fucking stiff,' Linda 
continued, and the use of the unaccustomed profanity 
sent a further frisson of lust through Sean.

'Mum...' he gurgled in response. He had no idea of what 
to say and was totally immersed in the feelings he was 
experiencing.

'You don't have to speak, honey,' Linda responded. 
'Just let me take you there.' She pulled at his root 
with a little more vigour and was surprised to note 
that Sean's cock actually throbbed in her grip and 
increased in girth slightly as he became more excited. 
'I've been fantasising about you, Sean,' Linda revealed 
to her son. 'I've been in my bed at night, frigging 
myself and thinking of how you'd feel between my legs.' 

Sean groaned at his mother's words and his mind buzzed 
confusedly. His mother pulled at him harder and harder 
until her fist was almost a blur. The pre-cum was gooey 
on the head of Sean's cock as it oozed from the single 
eye in its crown, and Linda's wanking was accompanied 
by the wet, squelching sound of her son's lubrication.

'Mum...' Sean grunted. 'Shit... Mum, I'm going to...'

'Oh God, Sean' Linda whispered. 'You're going to come 
for me? Yes... Please... Come for your mother... I want 
to see you do it.' Linda's excitement was obvious as 
her voice croaked with the lust she was feeling as she 
manipulated her son to his climax. The mere thought of 
witnessing Sean's gloopy outpouring caused her nipples 
to stiffen and for her vagina to begin to oil. 

As her son grunted like some sort of animal, Linda's 
attention was switching from the apparent pain on 
Sean's contorted features to the alarmingly large and 
purple dome of his cock. Sean's face was fully showing 
the scale of his impending ecstatic climax and was 
distorted in a rictus of seeming agony, with his groans 
of excitement and pleasure sounding loudly in the room. 
Finally, with a cry of delight, Sean's first thick jet 
of semen spurted from his cock.

'Mum... I'm coming,' he shouted. 'I'm coming and it 
feels so good.' Sean's head lolled uncontrollably as 
his body was overcome with the pleasure of his orgasm. 
'Yes...Yes...Yes' Sean grunted n time with the spurting 
of his cock, and he thrust is hips forward in a 
synchronised dance of release.  

'Oh!' Linda cried out a little surprised by the force 
of her son's ejaculate, but she didn't pause in her 
furious wanking and the viscous spurts just kept on 
gushing from a shaking, groaning Sean.

'Oh God, Mum,' Sean moaned shakily as his climax 
subsided. 'I've never felt like that before... It was 
fantastic.' A thick strand of goo hung heavily from the 
end of Sean's cock and his mother used her index finger 
to scoop the thread of cum from his member. 

Linda's forearm and hand were spattered with her son's 
semen and more of the stuff had splashed across her 
stomach when it had arced hotly from Sean's body. 
Unconcerned about the pools of goo staining her carpet, 
Linda kissed her son deeply on the mouth before she 
took his hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom.

'I want you to share this room with me from now on, 
Sean,' Linda said as she used a towel to wipe the spunk 
from her arm and body. 'During the day we can continue 
as mother and son,' she clarified, 'but at night...' 
Linda paused and looked directly at Sean's face. 'At 
night I want us to be lovers; I want you to share my 
bed.' Linda kissed Sean again and was relieved when he 
returned the kiss eagerly.

'Mum,' his voice broke with emotion. 'I love you and it 
would be great to... to...' Sean found he couldn't use 
the words.

'Fuck me?' His mother finished. 'You'd like to fuck 
me?' She looked at Sean again. ' Go on, say it... 
Please, I want to hear you. I want to hear you say that 
you want to fuck me every night.' Linda was hugely 
aroused by the intimate situation she was in, and by 
the sight of her son's climax. She also found the sound 
her son made as he came spurred her lust to greater 
heights and Linda was becoming more and more desperate 
for her own sweet climax, a fact that was made apparent 
by her increased use of profane and obscene language.

'Yes Mum,' Sean whispered. 'I want to fuck you.'

'Oh God!' Linda cried when Sean finally uttered the 
word. 'Do it to me soon, Sean, please, fuck me soon. I 
want you to use your lovely thick cock to fuck me.' 
Linda lay back on the soft bed and spread her thighs. 
She exposed the forbidden aspect of her sex to her son 
and offered the fruit to him willingly. 'Taste me, 
Sean,' she whispered. 'Lick my cunt... Please.' 

At his mother's utterance of that taboo word, Sean 
groaned and his flagging penis suddenly jerked with 
interest and reversed its downward journey. Sean feel 
between his mother's widespread thighs and 
simultaneously tugged at his revived cock with one 
hand.

'I've never done this before, Mum,' Sean said, his face 
a scant inch from the plump labia of his own mother's 
sex.

'Don't worry baby,' Linda cooed sweetly, 'Mummy will 
tell you how.' She used the tips of her fingers to peel 
the sticky lips apart and revealed the mystery of her 
excited clitoris to her son's eyes. 'There,' Linda 
sighed as she touched herself gently, 'just there, lick 
me.'

Sean moved close to the heat of his mother and 
tentatively dabbed at the little nub of flesh with the 
tip of his tongue. His timid attempt was immediately 
rewarded by a hiss as his mother breathed in sharply. 
'Yes baby,' she sighed, 'right there, right on my 
clit.'

Emboldened by his apparent success, Sean fell to his 
task with gusto and very soon had his mother writhing 
with pleasure as he tongued at her sensitive place. 'Is 
that ok, Mum?' he asked and looked along his mother's 
outstretched body for confirmation.

'Oh yes,' Linda replied. 'Lick me just there babe. Use 
your tongue up and down and then side to side,' she 
instructed. 'Then,' Linda continued slightly 
breathless. 'Then, use your fingers inside me. Stretch 
me open and massage me inside.'

Unsure, Sean did as he was told and was again rewarded 
by his mother's enthusiastic response. 'Fuck!' Linda 
called out. 'That's so good, yes baby, lick me, finger 
me, oh yes that's so fucking good.' Linda writhed on 
the bed boosting Sean's confidence even more. 'Do it to 
Mummy,' Linda wailed as she got more and more carried 
away. 'Lick Mummy's nasty cunt,' she murmured, shocking 
Sean with her depraved language. 

Nevertheless he persevered with his oral and digital 
manipulation of his mother's increasingly wet sex and 
was eventually rewarded by a prolonged cry of ecstatic 
release. 'Oh fuck, Sean, my beautiful son,' Linda 
called out. 'I'm coming... Fuck, I'm coming.' Linda 
lifted her son's face from between her thighs as her 
climax engulfed her senses. 'Kiss me, kiss me while I 
come,' she breathed urgently. 

Linda all but pulled Sean forcibly along the front of 
her body as she twisted and writhed with her orgasm. 
She pushed her tongue into her son's mouth and savoured 
the perverted pleasure of her own juices, as she tasted 
herself on his mouth, lips and tongue.

Sean could only hang on and return the ardent kiss as 
his mother groaned into his mouth. He was awed by the 
vehemence of her orgasm, and was slightly cowed by her 
ferocity as his mother came violently.

'Fuck... Oh fuck, oh fuck,' Linda whimpered as her 
climax died away. 'I needed that baby,' she sighed, 'I 
so needed to come.' Then, as she lay limp and replete, 
Linda smiled into her son's slightly shocked face. 
'God, if that's your first time at licking a woman...' 
She laughed and whistled, Baby, we're gong to have some 
fun.'

Sean rolled away from his mother's relaxed body and was 
suddenly shy now that she had climaxed. He was shocked 
and surprised beyond measure at the way in which events 
had turned, but was now suddenly unsure.

Sensing her son's awkwardness, Linda moved to her knees 
and cuddled close against his back as Sean sat on the 
edge of the bed. 

'Come on baby,' Linda whispered into his hear as she 
pressed the hard points of her nipples against the 
muscle and bone of her son's back. 'Lie down and 
relax.' She eased Sean onto his back and then took hold 
of his thick cock. 'It's time for Mummy to suck your 
lovely cock,' Linda continued in a breathy tone and 
then lowered her head to Sean's groin.

'Jesus,' Sean murmured when he felt is mother's hot 
breath wash over his shaft and balls. 'Fuck,' he added 
as the warm waft of Linda's breath on his body was 
quickly outdone by the heat of her wet mouth when Linda 
wrapped her lips around the bulb of her son's cock 
head.

A low moan sounded deep in Linda's throat as she 
fellated Sean. Her dark haired head bobbed rapidly up 
and down as she sucked at the shaft of Sean's 
thickening cock. 'Oh yeah,' Linda growled when she 
ceased sucking at Sean, but continued to use her hand 
against him. 'You're getting bigger and harder, God, 
but you're a sexy fucking bastard.' 

Linda smiled at Sean and then rubbed the slippery head 
of his cock around her cheeks. 'Let Mummy be your 
slut,' she sighed as Sean's pre-cum glistened on her 
face. 'I want you to use me babe,' Linda continued, her 
voice growing hoarse, almost breaking with obvious 
lust. 'Tonight I want you to use me. Just use me for 
sex. I'm just feeling so dirty tonight, I want you to 
fuck me hard, I want you to fill me with your thick 
cock and just pump into me.' 

Linda took several long licks along the shaft of Sean's 
cock and smeared her saliva along its length. 'Tomorrow 
night we can make love,' Linda went on in explanation 
as a long silver thread of goo connected Sean's cock 
head to his mother's chin as she spoke.

Linda moved the length of her slender body up along the 
taut, muscular frame of her son's torso and she settled 
above him with her plump, slippery labia hovering above 
his groin. Linda reached between their bodies with a 
deft movement and held Sean's cock upright with one 
hand. As she held her son's cock steady, Linda slowly 
lowered herself down until the heat of her sex touched 
Sean's big, purple domed cock head.

'Mum!' Sean called out when he felt the heat of his 
mother's opening touch his body. His eyes were wide and 
his chest was rising and falling rapidly with the 
tension of what was about to happen. His cock was 
touching the entrance to his mother's sex. Very soon, 
as Linda let her weight take her down, there would be 
no turning back. The couple would have crossed the 
bridge to the land of taboo, incestuous sex. The 
situation was already irretrievable, but very soon this 
final depraved act would seal their fates and Sean was 
brought to the realisation of what was truly about to 
pass between his mother and he.

'Sean?' Linda replied in a questioning tone and held 
herself just above the point of no return over her 
son's cock.

'God Mum,' Sean whispered, are we really going to do 
it? Are you going to fuck me?'

'Do you want me to,' Linda countered. 'I'm right here,' 
she continued. 'Right here, just a push away from 
holding you inside me, so close to fucking.' Linda slid 
the slippery, goo smeared dome of her son's between her 
plump labia in an effort to tease and influence Sean. 
'Your cock feels so good against my clit,' she 
murmured. 'Look at how stiff my nipples are too.'

Sean looked quickly at the long, thick teats that 
tipped the upswept curve of his mother's breasts and he 
groaned loudly. It was this teasing, as his mother had 
fully intended that tipped Sean over the edge, and as 
he groaned he simultaneously took hold of his mother's 
narrow waist and pulled her down towards his cock.

'Yes!' Linda cried in triumph as her son's cock split 
the sticky lips of her sex and pushed into the wet 
opening of her sex. Linda sank lower onto Sean as her 
shout of pleasure echoed around the bedroom and more of 
Sean's shaft sank into his mother's body. Then, as 
Linda accommodated Sean's entire shaft, she rolled 
forward and kissed him deeply again.

Keeping her hips as still as she could manage in spite 
of her bodily urges to grind out her desire, Linda 
savoured the long, deep tongue entwining kiss she 
shared with her son.

'Oh baby,' she said quietly. 'We've done it. You're 
inside me.' Linda lifted her head a little so she could 
read her son's expression. 'How do you feel?' she 
asked.

'I... I dunno.' Sean replied honestly. 'I don't know 
how I feel, but I do know it feels good,' Sean 
continued and once again took his mother's trim waist 
in his hands to lift her several inches, this meant 
that his cock was almost free of her body, and just as 
it seemed Sean's shaft would slip from Linda's wet sex, 
he let gravity pull her down again and felt the weight 
of his mother's body slap against him. 

Then Sean moved his hands so that his mother's buttocks 
were in his palms and he could lift Linda easily from 
his penis. Sean and Linda fucked frantically for 
several moments; the tempo of Linda's riding slowing 
and quickening as her muscles became tired, but her 
desire strived to overcome the fatigue.

'Do you like that, Sean?' Linda said in a voice breathy 
and high pitched. 'Do you like my tight cunt fucking 
you?'

'Mum...' Sean swallowed heavily. 'Mum, I love it when 
you talk so dirty... It's so bad, so nasty.' Sean 
squeezed the firm flesh of his mother's buttocks and 
lifted his hips so that more of his cock was forced 
inside Linda as she fucked against her son.

'Sean, my legs, please...' Linda lifted herself from 
Sean's cock. 'My legs are wasted, babe, please... take 
me from behind.'

Linda knelt on all fours and pushed her hips back and 
up in a blatant invitation for Sean to fuck into her 
from the rear.

Sean moved quickly and held his cock up to his mother's 
wet, hot red sex. He offered his cock to her opening 
and then pushed. Linda groaned loudly when she felt her 
opening stretch around her son's girth and she buried 
her face into the soft covers as she moaned with 
delight.

Sean held Linda's hips and began to fuck into her 
roughly. He found his confidence again as he heard the 
muffled sighs and moans from his mother's mouth as he 
fucked. 'You're so fucking sexy, Mum,' he grunted. 
'You're tight around my cock, so fucking tight.' He 
banged hard against Linda's buttocks and dug his 
fingers into the soft flesh that padded his mother's 
hips. 'I can't believe we're fucking, actually 
fucking... Oh yes, it feels so good to fuck you, Mum. 
I've dreamed about it, but I never thought...'

'Me too,' Linda said through gritted teeth. 'At first I 
didn't know how to handle it. You know, when you saw 
what you saw.' Linda paused and sighed in reaction to 
Sean's deep probing inside her body. 'But,' she 
continued, 'over time I got dirty and then worse.' 
Linda pushed back against Sean hard and heard the skin 
of his taut belly slapping against her buttocks. 'Fuck 
me,' Linda said finally, her mistimed attempt at 
explanation abandoned. 'Please baby, fuck me hard. Make 
me come with your fat cock.'

Sean hammered his cock into his mother brutally. He 
slammed against her body roughly and tried to force as 
much of his length into her as he could. Sean began to 
perspire with the effort of bringing his mother to 
another climax. His stomach muscles tightened 
constantly as he fucked and soon the sweat was running 
in rivulets down his face and dripping from the end of 
his nose. 

Linda's eyes grew heavy lidded with her desire as the 
bubble of her climax began to build in the depths of 
her belly. Her desire trickled from her sex and coated 
the shaft of her son's pistoning cock, as Linda grew 
more aroused. At one point Sean was surprised to see 
his mother's beloved and familiar face contorted into 
an unrecognisable mask of lustful hunger as she tuned 
her head to look back at him, and the sight of that 
look caused Sean's orgasm to loom brightly.

In an effort to stave off his threatening climax, Sean 
pulled his cock from the greedy, insistent grip of his 
mother's body. His penis jutted out from the curls of 
his pubic hair and glistened with his mother's juice. 
Linda rolled onto her back immediately and spread her 
legs in a similar manner as earlier.

'Fuck me some more,' she begged and ran her middle 
finger along the cleft of her molten core. 'Come on 
Sean.' Linda went on in a heavy voice. 'Fuck me. I want 
to feel you inside me, make me come.'

Sean eased himself into his mother again and began to 
fuck her with vigour. Linda groaned, sighed, grunted 
and exhorted Sean on to greater efforts, and at the 
same time clawed at his back and urged him onward with 
ever increasing obscenities pouring from her mouth.

'Fuck me,' she called. 'Fuck me with that fat fucking 
cock. Fill my cunt, come on, fuck my tight cunt and let 
me feel you come inside me.'

Sean was dimly aware of the potential nightmarish 
consequences of filling his mother with his seed, but 
as horrendous as the possibilities were he simply paid 
no heed. His lust was at such a fever pitch that Sean 
could only focus on the here and now, and the future 
held no concern for him. With his mother's exhortation 
to fill her with his semen, Sean did exactly that, and 
grunted hugely as he thick cream of his second orgasm 
spat inside his mother.

'I can feel it,' Linda cried as Sean fell against her 
breasts. 'I can feel you coming.'

The sensation of Sean's semen splashing against her 
insides sent Linda over the edge, and in a sudden rush 
of love and affection for her son, she toppled over the 
cliff to the mini death of her climax.

Linda writhed beneath her son as both of the lovers 
orgasmed together. Linda wrapped her legs around Sean's 
flanks and pulled him deeper into her body, and she 
pulled him tight against her breasts with her arms as 
she held his body in her arms.

Sean could only think of how it felt as his cream 
pumped deep into his mother and washed her womb with 
its clinging, sticky balm. 

Finally, when both were spent, mother and son lay 
entwined and talked until the small hours. Their 
conversation was punctuated with kisses and terms of 
endearment, and they stamped out a hasty agreement of 
how they would spend their lives in the immediate 
aftermath of their incestuous coupling.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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