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Sophia
by William DuPain (DuePain@yahoo.com)

***

She caught him masturbating and couldn’t forget it. 
(F/m-teen, ped, voy, 1st, mast, oral)

***

Clint stroked his cock faster now, as the memory of his 
mother bending over in front of the kitchen stove to 
clean the oven, rushed into his mind. Filling it with 
the momentary vision of her mound exposed out of one 
side of her gusset panel. Clint had frozen fast to the 
floor behind her, not knowing if he should run, cut, or 
cry. One thing he did do without conscious effort, was 
grow the most enormous hard-on he had ever attained in 
his life.

He had never seen his mother's pussy before that day; 
he had fantasized about seeing it, touching it while 
she slept, even fucking it. But nothing in all his 
fantasies equaled seeing the real thing, it was hot, 
and her ass was just too gorgeous.

Sophia Dupree was a very well preserved 36 year old who 
owned the smooth, fit body, of a woman in her early 
twenties. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and an ass 
and breasts made for touching, and the sweetest 
disposition of any woman on the planet. Her legs were 
well toned, and highly defined, much like those of a 
working dancer.

He imagined her in his minds eye, lowering her hot 
mouth over his hard cock as he pumped himself, and that 
was all it took. He shot his load into the tissue paper 
he held in his other hand, and nearly passed out in the 
process. Clint got up and headed for the shower, musing 
that it had been lucky for both of them that he had 
been able to exit the kitchen without his mom ever 
knowing he had been there in the first place.


Sophia smiled to herself as she sensed her son's 
presence exiting the kitchen area, and she was sure 
that he had gotten an eye full, or hoped he had anyway. 
She remembered how shocked she had been, coming upon 
his bedroom door last week and seeing him stroke his 
enormous hard-on with his eyes closed, calling her name 
as he shot cum high into the air above him.

She had froze on the spot, mesmerized at the sight of 
his huge, thick cock, and his hand rapidly jerking up 
and down its total length, God, she had thought, it 
would never fit. Her breathing grew more rapid as she 
continued to watch this notoriously lewd scene in front 
of her.

She had never seen such a large cock before, nor had 
she ever witnessed a man jacking off until today. Her 
pussy tingled as she watched the long dick swell up and 
become even larger while her son pumped it furiously.

"Oh mom, your so hot, God, how I want to fuck your 
pussy," he groaned.

Sophia was shocked when she heard him moan and call her 
name, it was then that heat flooded the area between 
her legs in abundance, and her nipples became so hard 
she thought they might explode right there.

She continued watching, unable to move her eyes off 
that large, pulsing cock, in her son's hand. All at 
once his entire body arched upward off the bed, and 
suddenly his cock began to jerk wildly and spew white 
sticky fluid high in the air above his body as he 
groaned out her name again loudly.

Sophia's body was shaking, her legs felt like silly 
putty, and her head was dizzy with both passion and 
guilt.

"Oh fuck mom, how I want you baby," he whispered.

Sophia was shocked to find her hand pressed firmly 
against her mound, and noticed immediately, the heat, 
and dampness, beneath her fingers. She jerked her hand 
away from her pussy quickly, as she felt a trickle of 
fluid run down the inside of her thigh. Suddenly, 
filled with intense guilt, she abruptly turned away, 
and hurried away from her son's bedroom door.

She remembered how she had rushed to her own room 
almost in tears, upset that her son was fucking her in 
his mind while masturbating. But she also noticed how 
wet she was between her legs, and how she shook as she 
sat there trying to dismiss this erotic image from her 
mind, an image that simply refused to go away.

Later that night, unable to get the memory of her son's 
huge cock out of her mind, she had fist-fucked herself 
through the most intense orgasm of her life, as images 
of her well hung son ravishing her body had flashed 
repeatedly on the screen of her minds eye.

After several weeks of nearly sleepless nights Sophia 
came to the most monumental decision of her life, she 
was going to seduce her son.

She remembered how she had lain there waiting until she 
was sure he would be asleep, and then rising from her 
bed; she had quietly crept to his room. She stood 
beside his sleeping form looking down into his youthful 
face, with its broad, rugged features, and loved him.

She could see the outline of his penis under the top 
sheet, and was unable to resist reaching over, and 
giving it a gentle maternal squeeze that made her 
breath quicken, and her body shiver with excitement. 
She wanted him, right then, and there, and she could 
feel her pulse quicken just from being this close to 
that wonderful cock of his.

Sophia was wet between her legs, and her nipples so 
erect they were nearly painful; her face was aglow from 
the internal chemistry of her burning passion. God, how 
she wanted him right now, how she admired the youthful 
power of his sex drive, his handsome body and unspoiled 
innocence.

It was not so horrible she thought, after all it was 
normal for a young man to get an erection and fantasize 
about sex, and Clint was after all, a healthy, normal, 
and very beautiful young man. He was better looking 
than his father had been, and so much more considerate 
of her feelings, and she was very proud of him. His 
penis was also much larger than his father's had been, 
God, how her mouth watered for a taste of it right now.


After her decision was made Sophia had made sure that 
the bathroom door remained slightly open when she 
showered, and that her bedroom door was always cracked 
open a little when she dressed or undressed. She also 
made it a point to make sure her dresses were higher 
than before, and made an effort to keep the upper 
buttons of her top undone. It was harmless she thought, 
to make sure that Clint had a clear vision of her body 
to help enhance his youthful fantasy life.

Sophia began to reveal her charms to her son the very 
next morning. When Clint came downstairs for breakfast 
the next morning he found his mother in nothing but an 
old t-shirt, its bottom hem notoriously flirting with 
the gusset panel of her brightly colored panties.

She sat lewdly reclined in one of the kitchen chairs 
her panty clad mound readily visible between her 
slightly parted thighs. Sophia's T-shirt pulled tightly 
at her ample breasts, her enraged nipples standing out 
sharply beneath the thin fabric of her garment.

He was surprised at her appearance because she had 
never been so casual in her fashion before, at least 
not in his presence. But he had to admit as he watched 
her move around the kitchen; she was the loveliest 
woman in the world, and he rather enjoyed the beautiful 
scenery.

"Good morning Clint, sleep well?" she asked.

"Um, yeah mom," he answered.

"Sit down, your eggs will be finished in a minute," she 
told him.

"Uhh, okay mom," he mumbled.

Clint paused before sitting down at the table, and 
Sophia could feel his eyes roaming over her body as he 
undressed her. She felt her nipples begin to firm up, 
and rise, then the heat in her pelvic region flared as 
her labia began to swell with blood. She was silently 
pleased at his reaction to her state of undress, 
feeling somewhat flattered by his attention.

Clint had been glad for the invitation to sit, as he 
was now beginning to grow a magnificent hard-on beneath 
his fresh clean skivvies. He continued caressing her 
with those hungry eyes of his visibly fondling her most 
sensitive areas.

"You look very nice this morning mom, even sexy, kind 
of," he told her as he took his seat.

"Why thank you Clint, it's very nice of you to notice 
and say so," she replied.

Sophia smiled inwardly as she finished her son's 
breakfast, she could tell that she had surprised him 
this morning, sparsely dressed as she was. She had seen 
his erection as he watched her, and for some strange 
reason she couldn't explain, it pleased her 
tremendously that he found her attractive.

Sophia brought his eggs and toast to the table where he 
sat, placing them in front of him. She then turned 
moving to the refrigerator, where she bent over very 
low as she retrieved his orange juice. She knew 
everything behind her was wide open for his inspection 
just the way she wanted it.

Clint's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he 
watched his mother bend over, he could see her mound 
drawn up tightly by her snug panties, and plainly make 
out the crease of her pussy. He must be imagining it he 
thought, but he swore he saw a thin line of moisture at 
the top part of her crease.

Sophia placed the half filled glass of orange juice in 
front of her son then moved around behind his chair and 
placed her hands on his shoulders, and bending over a 
little, kissed the top of his head.

"Will you be using the car today Clint," she ask, as 
her hands softly massaged his shoulders.

"I hadn't planned to mom," he replied." I was planning 
on sticking around today and getting the yard work 
finished, he said. Besides Donavon said he might drop 
by with a new P.C. war-game I've been waiting to try 
out," he told her.

"Well, next time you do would you please run it through 
the automatic wash and have it waxed please," she told 
him, as her fingers gently caressed his ear lobes.

"Sure thing mom, I'd be happy to," he told her. With 
each pass of her fingers a current of intense sexual 
energy shot downward to his crotch area and made his 
massive member lurch inside his clothing. He felt a 
little guilty about it, her being his mom and all, but 
Jesus, she was a sexy and very attractive woman, and he 
just couldn't help it.

Sophia moved back to the stove and grabbed the cookware 
from the top of it, and then bending down she opened 
the oven door to place the pan inside and out of sight. 
She bent down very low, and moved exceedingly slow, to 
allow her son ample time to view her ass.

She was nervous about all this flashing activity, this 
being her first attempt at it ever. But she was so hot, 
and wet now, she couldn't stop even if she had really 
wanted to, and she didn't want to.

That shivering sense of excitement in the pit of her 
belly told her this would soon lead to her son fucking 
her, most likely, and she couldn't wait. It was strange 
she reasoned that she had no profound guilt over her 
desire for him, or her present peek-a-boo game.

Sophia moved her trim shapely body to the counter, and 
then turned placing her elbows on the Formica top. She 
extended her legs outward in front of her and parted 
them just a little; making sure the front of her t-
shirt rose up over her panty covered mound.

She knew that in this pose his eyes had clear access to 
her prominent high pubic bone and pussy. She was hotter 
right now than she had been since her husband Bill had 
left her nearly eighteen months ago. She could tell 
from his reactions that he loved the show she was 
putting on for him.

Sophia looked away, allowing her handsome son to view 
her body unhindered by guilt. She then very slowly slid 
her hand down the front of her t-shirt, until her 
fingertips were at the waistband of her panties.

Then she slowly slipped her first finger under the 
sheer fabric and left the other three outside, and 
continued moving her hand down until it rested at the 
top of her pubic bone.

Clint's cock was hard as stone as his eyes were held 
fast to the languid movements of Sophia's sinful hand. 
He thought for a time that perhaps she was on the verge 
of rubbing her cunt in front of him.

"Well, I suppose I should dress and get decent before 
your friend arrives," she said as she began to move 
toward the exit.

"He won't be around until later this afternoon, so 
relax mom, and take it easy, it is Saturday after all," 
he told her.

Sophia had paused directly next to his arm, her mound 
facing directly at him. As she leaned over to hug him 
she parted her legs slightly and captured the side of 
his arm between her legs. She then hugged him gently 
and kissed his cheek.

Clint's cock became as hard as stone when he felt the 
heat of his mother's organ on the side of his arm, and 
her soft breast resting at his shoulder. As she kissed 
his cheek, he quickly turned his lips to hers, and 
found her mouth.

She moaned deeply in her throat, and it was the opening 
note of her first love song of the day.

Sophia kissed him back, her tongue entering his mouth 
lashed at his with all the force of her pent-up 
frustration. With a shaking hand she lightly raked her 
long nails down the side of his strong neck as they 
kissed.

She whimpered as his hand found her breast, the heat 
from his touch made her body shiver again, and she 
moaned loudly as he firmly squeezed her hard tit. Her 
expiration had quickened substantially, and her pussy 
was oozing fluids at a phenomenal
rate.

"I love you mom," he told her as he turned facing her 
on the chair. He seated Sophia on his knees facing him; 
he could feel the heat of her cunt on the top of his 
legs.

Sophia broke the kiss and paused, she was shaking all 
over and her pussy ached with need for him, she rested 
with her arms over the top of his shoulders as she 
looked into his eyes.

"Oh baby, I love you too," she whispered breathlessly.

"Do you ever imagine me naked, when you masturbate?" 
she asked him point blank.

"Uh...MMM, well, maybe, I really don't know," he 
stuttered, as his face went deep red, and his eyes bore 
a hole through the floor.

Sophia smiled, knowing the correct answer already, and 
though it may have been wrong of her, she was truly 
flattered that her son found her attractive enough to 
fantasize about.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you Clint," she said softly 
as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. She would 
insure from now on, that she did indeed provide her son 
with the rich fantasy life he deserved, she decided.

"Mom, yes I do," he finally answered.

"Don't be ashamed Clint, it's normal for a young man of 
your age," she replied.

"I do too Clint, I have since your father left," she 
told him.

"You, you're kidding... right!" he responded.

"No son, I'm not," she said softly. "Would you like to 
watch me sometime?" she asked him.

Without a word Clint slid his mother's body forward 
until her crotch rested directly next to his hard cock, 
and humped upward against her heated pussy. Then 
placing his hand at the back of her head he forced her 
face forward, and kissed her again, It was longer and 
deeper than before.

Sophia went wild with passion and quickly unfastened 
Clint's belt and pants; working feverishly she freed 
that enormous cock she had been unable to forget. She 
whimpered again as her small hand began to stroke his 
hot smooth shaft.

"Clint, I need you baby, I need you inside of me," she 
whispered against his ear in a broken, urgent, tone of 
voice.

Placing his hand under her buttocks he rose up from his 
chair, turned, and placed her butt down on the table. 
Then quickly moved everything out of the way, and laid 
her flat down on top of it. He placed a chair beneath 
each of her feet and one in the center of them for 
himself.

Clint slowly liberated Sophia from the burden of her 
bright silky panties, and became dizzy with passion at 
the sight of his mother's labia. She was smooth, save 
for a small triangular patch above her crease.

"Yes baby, please hurry," she whimpered.

He did as she asked him, and carefully slid the now wet 
panties carefully over her delicate high-heels, one at 
a time. He held the damp spot at the front beneath his 
nose as she watched, and inhaled loudly, then extended 
his tongue and softly probed the savory moisture that 
he found there.

"Your taste is spicy and pleasant mom," he told her 
without flinching. His eyes lowered to her cunt and saw 
that she was now slick with fluids, and her nipples 
were hard, high, and flushed with radiant color.

"You're such a hot looking slut... mother, would you 
like it if I were to fuck you right now," he asked her?

"Yes baby, I want your cock inside of me when I 
orgasm," she whispered softly.

Her pubic bone was very high and sloped nicely to her 
well-formed tummy. The ridges of her labia at both 
sides of her crevice were high and well rounded. Her 
clit was protruding out slightly beyond the two sides 
of her beautiful mound, and though not having seen many 
woman naked before, he was sure that his mothers was 
larger than average.

Her vaginal lips were gaping open slightly and very 
heavily covered with moisture; they were a beautiful 
shade of light crimson. His mouth drooled as he stood 
there appreciating the beauty of her body.

Clint sat down in the chair, and leaned forward without 
touching her. Then with his face very close to her cunt 
he loudly exhaled his hot breath directly against her 
swollen pussy.

Sophia groaned as she felt the warmth move over her 
exposed crotch and shivered sharply with anticipation. 
"Oh God baby, please eat me, please make me cum Clint!" 
she begged.

He was only too happy to comply with her request, and 
began making small bites all over her ridges. His hands 
were now teasing her hard nipples, twisting, and 
pulling at them, until she moaned out loud with the 
strength of her desire.

Sophia became in her imagination, a young maid bound 
securely to a cool slab of dark stone, her knees high, 
and her legs provocatively wide. A great serpent lay 
between her legs, its forked tongue rapidly stabbing at 
the tender region of her wet valley.

With every flick of its nimble tongue an explosion of 
pleasure coursed through her body from her clit to her 
nipples, then slowly it dissipated into a gentle, sweet 
warmth that filled her body with a deep sense of 
contentment.

Clint lightly flicked her engorged clit with the very 
tip of his tongue, and smiled as her hips bucked 
rapidly upward, he continued bathing her organ with his 
thick, hot tongue, until she was nearly delirious. He 
opened his mouth and sucked the hard little mass of 
flesh inside, then slowly, and very gently, raked his 
teeth over the nub.

"Oh God baby, oh God yes, eat my pussy baby!" she cried 
out.

Clint inserted two fingers into his mother's moist 
opening and began to slowly move them in and out of her 
wet cunt. He was lashing at her clit with increased 
speed and force now, and she was moaning incessantly, 
and the next time he raked her clit with his teeth she 
exploded.

"Ahhhh... I'm coming... I'm coming! Oh baby I'm coming 
so hard!" she screamed. Her entire body shook 
violently, as shock wave, after shock wave, ripped 
through her consciousness with unbelievable force.

Sophia's mind was completely scrambled; everything was 
gone from her consciousness save for the warmth and 
tingling that enveloped her body like a snug glove of 
pleasure.

Clint smiled as her body quivered from the force of her 
orgasm, and her vaginal walls convulsed violently 
around his still moving fingers. She had grabbed his 
wrist with both hands and was forcing it deeper into 
her swollen cunt, rocking upward on it with all her 
power.

"Oh baby, that was beautiful," she sighed.

Clint stood, and paused to look at her as she rested, 
noting how heavily her upper cheekbones were colored by 
the flush of her release, and how large and hard 
looking her nipples were. Then he smiled, very pleased 
with him-self that he had a part in bringing her this 
wonderful feeling.

"Was it good for you mom?" he asked.

"Oh yes baby, it was wonderful," she replied dreamily.

He looked down into her smoldering green eyes then 
kissed her again, and found her lips were like a well 
constructed drink, addictive, disarming, and sweet. 
Pausing to look into her face once again... he was 
moved inside with love for her, because of what he had 
just witnessed...what he had just done.

Sophia looked into his eyes, noting how he watched her 
body, and her heart flared hot with love for this 
awesome creature above her. Wrong or right, Sophia was 
pleased that he lusted for her; it was what her damaged 
ego had so desperately needed.

There was a sharp intake of breath from Sophia as 
Clint's cock forced her tight blood engorged vaginal 
lips open, as he took possession of her body. As his 
enormous cock expanded her vaginal walls, she gave out 
her approval of his method of entry with a low fiery 
crescendo of sexual oratory.

"Mother, would you do something for me please?" he 
asked her.

"Anything lover," was her reply, as she looked up into 
his youthful face. She knew she would never be able to 
deny him again after today, especially not in a heated 
state of passion such as this.

"Would you masturbate while I fuck you, I'd love to 
watch?" he asked her sheepishly.

Sophia did not reply, but merely smiled at him, as her 
hand moved lower toward her mons. While her fingers 
began their slow, lewd, dance of lust around her 
mound... she could feel his cock flinch inside her 
passage. The sensation of his eager hardness moving 
inside her electrified her entire being, and made her 
nipples harder than they had ever been in her life.

The sight of Sophia's hand manipulating her clit this 
way only served to further escalate Clint's need for 
her, and he plunged his cock into her slick, wet body, 
until the massive head of his dick bumped the softness 
of her cervix.

"Oh baby it's huge!" she cried out. But her statement 
was not born out of pain, no, but given out of pure, 
unbridled appreciation, of the pleasure he gave her.

He was a beast she thought, this man she gave birth to, 
pounding her pussy with his enormous cock, driving her 
headlong into another orgasm. She was so hot laying 
there playing with herself in front of her son, 
something about the fact that it was him watching her, 
drove her to an extreme of decadent desire she had 
never achieved before.

"Fuck me baby, make me your slut, and make me come 
again!" she shouted. Sophia was half out of her mind 
with the need to release, and her cunt was running like 
a young stream.

"Play with it baby, make that hot little pussy cum all 
over my cock," he groaned, as he hammered into her body 
like a madman.

Sophia was now crazy with pleasure at the sensation of 
her son's enormous tool ripping, and tearing its way 
through her soft passage. The sensation of his hard 
pubic bone rapidly slamming into her fragile clit was 
titillating.

Clint reached down and twisted one of Sophia's nipples 
extremely hard making her scream. That was all it took, 
she arched her body upward and froze above the table 
shaking, as her cunt clamped down around Clint's cock 
and spewed out a tremendous amount of hot salty fluid.

It felt as if her orgasm lasted an hour as she tingled 
from head to toe and flushed warm with pleasure. She 
was totally unaware of her surroundings or what her 
lover above her was doing at the moment.

The sensation of Sophia's vaginal rhythm around his 
shaft drove Clint beyond his ability to control, and he 
began to blast the inside of her cunt with his hot, 
creamy cum. Spasm, after spasm, rocked his young body, 
as his cock flinched, and lurched inside his mother 
like some great snake struggling to be free.

With his climax now over Clint picked Sophia up from 
the table and sat down in the chair behind him. He 
placed Sophia on his knees with her head resting on his 
shoulder.

"I have never cum so hard in all my life baby," she 
whispered to him.

"It was great for me too Sophia," he replied.

She kissed him slowly, with deep, wet expressions, of 
her appreciation for his efforts. They sat there and 
necked for some time before putting their cloths back 
on.

"You're wonderful, and very capable lover, Clint Aaron 
Dupree." She told him smiling.

"And you, Sophia, are the worlds most capable teacher," 
he teased right back.

Just as both of the lovers had finished making 
themselves presentable again the doorbell rang, and 
Sophia went to answer it, as Clint tidied up the 
kitchen table.

When Sophia returned she had in-tow his long time 
school chum Donavon Peterson, "Don," as they called 
him, had been a year behind Clint in school and was in 
his final year at Lincoln High.

"Hey dude, I know I'm a little early but I just got 
impatient and came over," Don told him.

"Hey, its ok Don, did you bring the game?" he asked.

"Got it right here Bro?" Don replied.

"I'm going to my room and see what it takes to beat 
this thing," he told his mother with a smile.

"That's fine Clint, I'm still a little sleepy so I 
think I'll lay down for a minute or two and rest," she 
told him.

The young men headed for Clint's Bedroom and after 
arriving fired up his PC to install the new game. They 
chatted about their common interest as they always did, 
and the subjects were mainly girls, music, and cars, as 
they always were.

Clint installed the computer game and found it very 
interesting to play, and the day rolled on. He had 
become so deeply interested in the new role-playing 
game that he had lost track of time, and three hours 
had passed before he realized it was gone.

"Oh shit," he muttered as he finally noticed the time.

"Man Don, I still have a shit load of yard work to 
finish," he told his startled companion.

"Do me a favor would you, burn a copy of this for me 
and leave it on the desk. Then shut down the system and 
close up before you go. I hate to run off this way but 
I've really gotta get going on the yard."

Don said he would be happy to do it and said, "See ya 
tomorrow," as Clint sailed out of the room and headed 
downstairs to the garage.

"I'll try and call ya later tonight Don," Clint hurled 
back over his shoulder as he rushed out of the room.

Clint spent the next couple of hours manicuring his 
mother's lawn and setting the property to an acceptable 
level of appearance. He really didn't mind that type of 
work, and the time always seemed to go by so fast.

Sophia had made her way to her bedroom after the boys 
had headed upstairs to Clint's room and stripped her t-
shirt off then laid down on the bed to rest.

She dozed off and was in that in-between state when 
startled by something, she was suddenly elevated to 
consciousness; it was then that she sensed a presence 
in the room with her. She lay there very still 
pretending to be asleep, waiting to see what would 
happen.

She didn't wait long, as she felt a warm hand deftly 
sliding its way up her thigh toward her crotch. She 
didn't know if it was Clint or not, so she remained 
still, and in spite of the uncertain circumstances she 
was beginning to tingle all around her vulva.

The hand paused at her crotch, and then the fingers 
softly glided over her mound and a single finger was 
gently drug back down her slit, pausing its progress as 
it gently nudged her clit. It sent a powerful jolt of 
sexual energy surging up to her nipples making them 
expand rapidly.

She could feel the moisture gathering on the pedals of 
her opening, and knew that her lips were swelling with 
blood again. She could feel additional cool air as 
these strange fingers gently moved her panty gusset to 
one side and the other hand began to explore the valley 
of her vulva.

The mystery of it intrigued her and raised her sexual 
sensitivity considerably; she was beginning to simmer 
again. She forced herself to remain still and resist 
the urge to hump this invaders hand that now stimulated 
her organ without her consent.

But when the long thick fingers forced themselves past 
the gate to paradise, she whimpered ever so lightly 
into her satin pillow. This was not her Clint she 
reasoned, and in spite of her desire she needed to find 
a way to bring this to an end, she thought.

They felt so good inside of her, moving in and out of 
her tunnel, she could imagine them in her minds eyes 
covered with the moisture from her pussy. Then to her 
pleasant surprise she felt a hot tongue between the 
folds of her slick mons.

He made quick stabbing moves against her clit then ran 
the length of her crack up toward her ass. Sophia was 
shocked when the intruders tongue burrowed its way 
slightly into her anal opening, again, making light 
quick strokes at her anus.

She began to buck backward against the stranger and 
moan against her pillow. After that she felt the tongue 
exit her body, then felt more than seen the intruder 
exit her bedroom with all do swiftness.

She quickly rose from her bed and made her way to the 
bathroom, and there, peering out the window that 
overlooked their driveway was Don making a hasty 
retreat for the street. The sounds of her stirring had 
apparently frightened him away.

"The little shit, she thought, well, no serious damage 
done she mused."

She went downstairs and paused in the kitchen just as 
Clint came in the back door.

"Hello Lover," she crooned sexily, as she smiled at her 
handsome man.

"You look warm, so sit down, while I get you something 
to drink," she told him.

Sophia popped the top on a cold Bud, then walking 
around behind her son's chair and reached around him 
setting the beer in front of him. Bending slightly, she 
pulled his shirt collar lower and planted a wet kiss on 
the back of his neck near its center.

She had never served her son beer before, but it 
occurred to her, that he was now more of a man to her 
than his father had been, so why not.

"I tried to lay down while you worked," she told him. 
"But I kept having fantasies about what we did on this 
table earlier, and was too excited to slip off to 
sleep."

"Its all I've been thinking of too," he told her.

"When you're all through with your beer, I'll be 
waiting in the upstairs bath to bathe you at your 
leisure, Master," she told him.

"Master? Me?" he thought.

Then she turned and walked past him, the gentle sway of 
her hips and ass sending the appropriate message to her 
young lover's hormones.

Clint was shocked by her use of terms in referring to 
him as her master, it was kinky for sure, but he didn't 
mind it. His mother was proving to be a total surprise 
to him in every way lately.

"Slut, aren't you forgetting something," he scolded, in 
a deep resounding tone of voice.

She stopped dead in her tracks and turning to face him 
with a smile said, "Yes Sir Master, how may your humble 
maid please you sir?" she spoke, still with a smile.

"You are commanded never to leave or enter your lord's 
presence without a gentle kiss for his lips madam, do 
you understand?" he inquired.

"Yes sir, I'm so sorry sir, please forgive your humble 
maids inattentive attitude my Lord," she said smiling, 
as she approached his seat, and sweeping low, made 
ready her lips for her young champion.

As she graciously pressed those loving lips to his, 
Clint's hand found her fertile field of life, and 
gently flicked her clit as she kissed him. She moaned 
at the sensation his finger had caused in her body, and 
visibly shivered against his young frame. It only 
served to make her drive more deeply into his sweet 
mouth, with that serpent's tongue of hers.

She continued, until Clint was visibly shaken by her 
effort, and his cock was as hard as stone again.

"Do I now have your permission to leave my Lord," she 
said smiling at him as she looked directly into his 
steel gray eyes.

"Yes Madam, you may attend my needs elsewhere if you 
please," he told her, grinning from ear to ear, as he 
spoke.

Her movements as she left, would be better described as 
an elegant porn scene, than mere walking. He watched 
the sway of her hips as she vacated the kitchen area, 
and the fluidity of her curvaceous form made him moan 
internally, and his cock leap with joy, upon her exit.

Clint sat there and finished his beer as he 
contemplated the events of the day. It had been a 
strange one to be sure, but one who's ending he was 
perfectly happy with. He killed the Bud and made his 
way to the refrigerator and retrieved another to take 
upstairs.

When Clint stepped through the bathroom door he was 
greeted by a stunning vision that moved him deeply. The 
bath was already run, and his mother was kneeling 
beside the tub with her legs folded underneath her 
body.

There were candles placed all around the room, and the 
scent rising from the flickering flames was 
magnificent. She was beautiful posed that way, with the 
candlelight shimmering against her golden hair. It 
enhanced the smoothness of her skin, bathing it, with 
its most lavish elements of color, and hue.

Sophia rose from her position and took her son's beer 
placing it on the header shelf. Then she took his hand 
and guided him into the tub and positioned him where 
she wanted him.

"Shall I wash your back my Lord?" she asked.

"You may kiss me first, slave," he replied.

Sophia did as told; it was a long, searching inquiry, 
into his innermost feelings for her, and a revelation 
of her own to him. Her hand slipped under the water and 
wrapped itself around his stiff cock, and slowly began 
to move up and down its entire length.

Clint moaned, as he forced his tongue even deeper into 
Sophia's mouth. The couple, caught up in a world of 
emotional tenderness, let time slip away, and the only 
mark of its passage was the thunder of two wild and 
loving hearts.

He looked into her eyes when their lips parted, and 
Clint could sense a hint of strong emotions hidden 
there, just beyond the vale of their misty sheen. He 
knew instinctively that she loved him, and it pleased 
him a great deal to be thought of as her man.

Sophia had always loved her son but not with the 
passion she felt this night. She knew he owned her now; 
she became his as a woman when he pressed his hardness 
into the center of her creative heat and marked her as 
his own. There was no guilt, or remorse, but only 
intense happiness in her heart.

"What are you thinking of Master?" she ask of him 
smiling.

"How lovely you look in this light, my darling slave," 
he replied.

"Thank you Sir," she answered. She felt an awkward 
shyness that she hadn't felt since she was a young 
girl, and she was amazed that he could raise such long 
defunct feelings in her.

She moved her hand from his groin, and with a single 
index nail trailed a path from his cock to one nipple, 
which she gently tickled. She then stroked his 
forehead, and again trailed a path to his ear lobe 
where she gently raked his entire outer ear.

"Your bath my Lord," and with that she began with great 
care to minister to the needs of his body, caressing 
him at every opportunity as she did so. When she 
finished she laid a clean dry towel on the floor and 
helped him exit.

As he stood beneath the heat lamp, Sophia toweled his 
body down from head to toe. When she had finished, she 
stretched upward on her tippy-toes and kissed him on 
the mouth.

"I love you my Lord," she whispered in his ear.

"And I, you, My Lady," he answered in earnest.

They stood there and continued necking for some time, 
their passions rising in intensity as their hands 
lovingly explored the wonders of each other.

"You may turn your bed down and fluff a pillow for me 
Madam, that is where I will take my ease this night, 
and you... shall be in attendance," he said smiling, as 
he playfully slapped the cheek of her ass.

"Yes my Lord," she replied, mocking his smile as she 
curtseyed smartly, then spinning on her heel she headed 
off to make it all ready. "She loved this silly little 
game she had started with him, it was so much like 
play," she thought.

His eyes followed her exit enjoying immensely, the 
gentle sway of her full curved hips, and the ripple of 
her well-toned calves. He had always appreciated the 
sight of her narrow waist and small well-set shoulders 
she was one classy broad.

When Clint entered his mother's bedroom with his large 
cock swinging lewdly in front of him, he found her 
kneeling beside the bed. Everything was ready, with the 
spread and top sheet pulled down for his convenience.

He had paused directly in front of her, and her eyes 
devoured the long meaty protrusion at his groin. Just 
the memory of what it had done to her a short time ago 
made her nipples go hard again.

"Will you pleasure me again Sir," she asked, with 
fevered eyes and rising breasts, as her shaking hand 
touched his smooth cock.

"Yes my Lady, and from now on this will be our room," 
he replied.

"As it pleases you Lord," she said with a grin.

Sophia leaned forward and lightly ran her tongue over 
Clint's entire bag. Then slowly she nibbled the 
underside of his now hard cock, taking tiny bites as 
she made her way to the tip of his organ. She circled 
its head once with her tongue, and then went down half 
way on his dick with her hot moist mouth.

"Oh God," he groaned as his legs shook slightly, he 
backed up and sat down on the bed knowing he could not 
take this in the standing position. Sophia was all over 
him in a flash, licking his cock with her small pointed 
tongue, her well-rounded breast swinging freely with 
every move. Clint smiled to himself, noting that her 
eagerness matched his own.

She quickly moved over and above his head, doing 
something with his hand. Before he was aware of what 
had happened, she had secured his hand in a satin cuff, 
momentarily, both of Clint's hands were bound securely 
to the headboard.

Her eyes were bright with mischief, as they surveyed 
his face, measuring his every reaction. There was a 
devilish grin on her face with a hint of maniacal 
menace to it.

"It is time for my young Lord to learn how to serve as 
well as rule," she told him with a menacing tone. I'm 
going to make you beg for it, she said smiling.

"Why Sophia, you ungrateful little slut, you mean to 
tease me, and after all I've done for you," he said 
smiling widely. Clint knew from the smile on her face 
that he was in for a rough go of it, and decided to 
just roll with the waves.

"I do indeed my handsome young captive. I intend to 
make you plead for my body, weep when I decline, and 
faint when I move you to release," she told him as she 
giggled, well pleased with herself.

"Oh shit, Clint thought, this is going to be 
wonderful!"

She straddled his body with her legs, and found his 
lips with hers; she kissed him deeply, and then rested 
her head at his chest. "I had to resort to self-
gratification after I watched you masturbate the first 
time Clint. And you weren't even there to watch me," 
she told him feigning sadness in her tone.

"Sophia, you're such a naughty little tramp," he said, 
as he laughed at her sad little story.

She moved her mouth to his cock and without touching 
him, covered his member with it, then slowly exhaled 
her hot breath around his stiffness. It was a wonderful 
sensation that set his rigid muscle twitching and left 
him wanting more.

Afterward she quickly closed her mouth around him and 
began to rapidly bob up and down on his cock, and 
continued until he was arching upward against her face. 
Then she paused, as she gently squeezed his balls, and 
then repeated the whole process over again. She was a 
whirlwind, a raging storm, and gentle sunshine, all in 
the same moment of time.

Then slowly she moved her mouth to his balls, licking 
softly and probing with her tongue as she went. She 
gently sucked them in one at a time and softly licked 
at them with the point of her hot tongue.

"Someone seems to be enjoying his captivity," she 
commented to him sweetly. Seeming very pleased as she 
spoke. "Yes, but I would enjoy it even more, if you 
sank me bag deep into your tight little cunt!" he told 
her.

"My, such nasty dialog from a fine, handsome young 
gentleman," she teased. "Remember how mommy washed your 
mouth out with soap when you made naughty comments as a 
child?" she asked him. As she moved her crotch to his 
face, and began to undulate her mound against his eager 
mouth. "Well this isn't soap, but it will have to do!"

"I love you slut," he said.

"Surely we can find some other use for that tongue, 
besides the creation of such obscene, nasty little 
words!" She taunted playfully. Rocking her sex gently 
against his eager young mouth as she spoke.

Clint could smell the heat of her sex as it rolled into 
his nostrils, and taste the hot warm spice of her 
fluids on his tongue. He was wild to be inside her, 
pounding that teasing little cunt of hers into a 
quivering mass of whimpering wet flesh.

He clamped down on her clit hard, making her cease her 
gyrating, and ruthlessly whipped her nub with his 
tongue. Making her shiver above him, and cry out 
fervently with pleasure at the unexpected swiftness of 
his intrusion.

Oh God Clint, yes baby, make me come again!" She cried 
out.

They looked at each other then, both knowing they 
wanted this game to end, she leaned over him and kissed 
him, and she could taste her body's fluid on his lips. 
She unfastened his hands without taking her lips from 
his mouth.

Clint was immediately devouring her skin with his 
hands, squeezing her ass, breast, and thighs. He 
quickly rose to his knees, and spun her small body 
around until her ass was facing him. Then plunged his 
hard cock halfway into the soft yielding flesh of her 
wet cunt, and paused to enjoy the sensation of her 
tightness around his flexing shaft!

Sophia gasped as she felt her son's enormous tool 
spread her lips wide as he entered her cunt. It was so 
lewd she thought, being taken this way, spread wide 
before him, open, and vulnerable. His young cock opened 
her passage up in a way his father had never achieved, 
making her want it, hard, and fast.

"Yes please!" She cried out at the top of her lungs.

Clint did, he was like some mindless rutting bull, 
fucking his massive cock rapidly into her small, wet, 
opening. The walls of her vaginal passage were on fire, 
rippling against his shaft like tiny fingers massaging 
his blood filled muscle. With his increased pace 
Sophia's body began to tremble, and he knew this lovely 
creature was headed for release.

"God, I'm coming!" She screamed out.

Clint was surprised by both the amount of fluid she 
spewed and the very extreme convulsions she experienced 
through her orgasm. She shoved her cunt back on his 
cock furiously, as his hands pulled and teased her high 
hard nipples. Her fragrance filled the area and its 
affect was like that of an addictive drug on Clint.

"Oh God baby!" was all that Sophia could manage at that 
moment.

Sophia collapsed in front of her lover after her 
orgasm, her face against the sheets, and her ass high 
in the air. Clint withdrew his cock and lowered his 
mouth to Sophia's dripping cunt and tasted the elixir 
of her passion.

The taste of the woman was spiced salt and her aroma 
was full. She began to moan again immediately, as Clint 
began to alternately whip and suckle her rigid clit. As 
he sucked her vaginal lips into his mouth and lightly 
bit them he passed a single fingernail over her anal 
opening making Sophia jerk sharply and gasp.

"My God, she thought, this animal is going to make me 
cum again!" She had never considered her son a sexual, 
alpha male. Perhaps it was time to revise her 
evaluation of her young offspring... she mused.

As he moved his tongue to her anal opening Clint 
slipped two fingers into Sophia and began to slowly 
fuck them in and out of her cunt. Then he began to 
tease her anal slit with the tip of his hot, wet, 
tongue.

"Oh God no Clint, its so dirty," she moaned dreamily.

"There is nothing unclean about you Mistress," he 
replied. Then proceeded to plunge his tongue into her 
ass harshly, making Sophia spasm uncontrollably.

"Oh God baby, it feels so good," she cried out.

Suddenly Sophia turned in the bed so that her cunt was 
just below Clint's face and his cock was just above her 
lips. She sucked half of his cock into her mouth 
running her tongue all around his shaft as she lightly 
stroked his balls with her well manicured nails.

She moaned loudly as Clint's tongue began to ravish her 
abused pussy once again. Her body was rapidly tiring 
from all of her recent sexual exertion, but it was a 
sacrifice she was more than willing to accept.

Clint's tongue felt like a smooth velvet whip against 
her twitching button, and when he rudely inserted his 
finger two knuckles deep into her ass she went over the 
edge and began to scream as she covered his face with 
her hot fluids.

Clint felt Sophia go down deep on his cock, felt his 
head pass through that tight constrictive ring at the 
back of her throat. At that same instant he felt her 
finger go knuckle deep into his ass, making him jerk 
downward and forcing his cock even deeper down Sophia's 
throat.

That was it, Clint began to flood his mother's belly 
with a torrent of hot slick come, even as she wailed in 
the throws of her most intense orgasm of the evening.

When they had finished their respective climaxes, they 
collapsed against each other breathing rapidly in a 
light sheen of shinning sweat. Sophia lay with her head 
on his arm; her body tightly snuggled against the 
warmth of her young lover.

"You are a wonderful lover," she whispered after 
kissing him softly.

"Only because you bring it out in me," he replied 
nibbling her ear.

As sleep touched their eyes, and transported them into 
the season of dreams, they kissed again, and snuggled 
closely together.

Continued.... maybe

DuePain@yahoo.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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