The Pilgrims Progress

by E. r. o. Scott

  Susan quietly walked into Tim’s bedroom and over to the side of the bed he was on. She wanted to talk to him, but she didn’t want to wake Traci up.

  Tim felt something gently shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see his mother standing over him. By the light in the room it was early morning. He remembered Traci was in bed with him and his first reaction was one of dread, of being caught. Then it all came back to him. Traci had seduced their mother last night, made love to her, and told her about them being lovers. Then she had convinced their mother to have sex with him.

  He had gotten home late and Traci had come into his room to tell him, then they had made love and fallen asleep. Maybe this was it. He was going to get to fuck his mother this morning. That excited him and his heart began beating faster.

  Tim was still tired. He smiled at his mother through bleary eyes. He opened his mouth to say good morning, but his mother put her finger to her lips to shush him. Then she tilted her head to the door and turned to walk towards it. She turned back at the foot of the bed. She silently made a come here sign with her hand, raising her eyebrows and looking seriously at him.

  Tim looked around. Traci was still asleep on the other side of his bed, half on her side, half on her belly, with her arms tucked up against her breasts. the sheet was down around her waist. Tim very carefully pulled it up over her shoulder.

  Tim wondered what was going on since his mother wasn’t saying anything. Obviously, though, she didn’t want Traci to wake up. He carefully slid out from under the sheet and stood up. He was, of course, naked and he had his usual morning erection. He yawned quietly and stretched. He turned to look at his mother and noticed that her eyes were roaming over his body, then settled on his thick, hard cock, sticking out from his body at a slight upward angle. She had a strange look on her face.

  Susan looked at her son. He was a handsome young man. His hair as blonde as hers. His eyes just as blue. He had a muscular body without an ounce of fat on it. She admitted to herself that she had wondered just how good he would look naked. Now she could see with the added bonus of his hard cock sticking out in front of him. Susan swallowed dryly and felt her nipples under her light robe get hard. She turned and walked out into the hallway. Tim followed her out the door.

  “Close the door, Tim, please. Quietly. I don’t want to wake Traci,” Susan whispered.

  Tim did as she asked. When he turned back to face her he saw that she was checking his body out again. He smiled.

  “Uh, Traci told me about last night. You know, about you and her making love. And, uh, well, that you had agreed to make love with me.” He was whispering, too.

  “Yes, Tim,” Susan said evenly, although she felt giddy saying it. “I agreed to, uh, to fuck you.” She wondered why she had used the vulgar term. She wasn’t trying to excite her son. No, of course not. She was going to tell him that she couldn’t go through with it; that they weren’t going to be lovers.

  Susan swallowed dryly again. “Let’s go into my bedroom where we can talk without whispering. She turned and headed down the hall.

  Tim stopped at the bathroom door. “Mom,” he whispered. She turned. “I’ll be there in a second. I need to take care of business.” She nodded and continued on to her bedroom.

  Tim relieved himself, flushed, then decided to give his cock and balls a quick wash, since he had gone right to sleep after he and Traci had finished making love. He was excited about what was about to happen and by the time he headed for his mother’s bedroom his cock was nearly fully erect again.

  “Close the door, Tim,” Susan told him when he entered. He had expected his mother to be naked, but she still had the robe on and was sitting on the side of her bed. She patted the bed beside her, indicating she wanted him to sit down. She noticed his cock was still partially erect. Why hadn’t she sent him back into his room to put on his underwear, or a pair of shorts? Well, he was here now, all six feet, one inch of his beautiful naked male body.

  Damn! Susan realized that this wasn’t going to be quite as easy as she thought it would be. Intellectually, she saw her son, a boy she had given birth too. Emotionally, she saw a hot young man who, had he not been her son, she would have gladly fucked his brains out.

  “Okay,” Susan patted her son’s thigh—closer to his knee that his groin. She looked straight ahead. She took a deep breath and let it out. “I know that I told Traci last night that you and I could be lovers. But, Tim, son, I just can’t do that.”

  Tim felt immediate disappointment. But, he thought, I’m here, in Mom’s bedroom. I’m sitting naked next to her. She’s seen my erection and, I do believe that she liked what she saw. Don’t give up yet, he told himself.

  “Okay. Uh, can you tell me why, Mom?”

  “Last night, when Traci brought it up I was still… well, I was still feeling the effects of our, um, of our love-making.” Susan knew that sounded lame.

  Tim’s next question caught her by surprise. “Are you a lesbian, Mom?”

  “What? No. Oh no, son. I like men as well as women. But, it’s just that making love to you…. I mean, having you, uh, your, uh, having you inside me is… well, it’s different than just kissing and, you know, licking like Traci and I did last night.” That was rather lame, too, Susan told herself.

  “Okay,” Tim said simply.

  Susan turned her head to look at him. He was grinning and looking right back at her.

  “Okay?”

  “Yeah, we’ll just kiss and lick, like you and Traci did. Well, actually, you’ll be sucking me and I’ll be licking you. That way, you won’t have to worry about me, you know, being inside you. Well, I’ll be inside your mouth, but not your, um, your pussy. That’s your main concern, isn’t Mom? I mean,” he hurried on, “I’ll be happy with that. I love licking pussy and licking yours, Mom, will be a treat. And I want to kiss you, too. I want to kiss your beautiful mouth and taste you and hold you close and caress you. Yeah, God, that would be great. I don’t actually have to fuck you, you know.” Tim knew, of course, if his mother went for this then eventually they would end up fucking.

  Susan opened her mouth, but didn’t have anything to say so she closed it. It seems, she thought, that I have painted myself into the proverbial corner. How can I logically reject my son as my lover while accepting my daughter as my lover? Especially when he will agree to do basically what she and Traci do. That would be totally hypocritical.

  Of course, she told herself, I could stop being Traci’s lover. That would solve the hypocrisy. But she didn’t want to do that. It had felt so good last night, Traci and her caressing each other all over, pressing their bodies together, kissing and kissing, and oh yes, licking each other’s pussies and coming. No, that was too good to pass up, especially considering the convenience factor. She and Traci could have sex nearly any night they wanted to…. And Tim? If she agreed to what he was proposing, then she could have sex with him, too, nearly any night they wanted to.

  Susan also realized, if she and Tim did have oral sex with each other, it would inevitably end up with them fucking. So why did she feel that making love with her son was more incestuous than making love to her daughter? Was it because of the male-female, penis-entering-the-vagina aspect of it? The penetration of her pussy by her son’s cock and having him come inside of her?

  Susan realized that merely analyzing the situation like this was exciting her sexually. Her pussy was getting wet. Then she thought of how, eventually, in the course of their love-making Traci and she would insert fingers into each other’s pussies, maybe even dildos. She had done so with her other female lovers. She didn’t see why she and Traci wouldn’t get around to doing the same thing. In fact, she would make sure they did. So, the penis in her vagina objection was even weaker. After all, if one thought about it objectively, what was a hard cock but an ejaculating dildo biologically attached to a man.

  Susan smile at that last thought. And then she heaved a big sigh. She gave up. She knew that she wanted to fuck this handsome young
man next to her and, after all things were considered, what the hell, why shouldn’t she?

  Tim saw his mother smile and hope sprang anew in his breast. His cock, which has lost much of its tumescence, began to swell again.

  Susan looked her son directly in the eyes and smiled a big beautiful smile. “Okay. You’ve got me. I give up.”

  Tim was nearly at a loss for words that his mother was agreeing to be his lover. His cock became steel-hard erect. “That’s fantastic, Mom,” he finally said as he turned his body to embrace her and kiss her on the mouth for the first time.

  After several seconds, Susan pulled away and took in a deep breath. “And what’s more, it won’t just be licking and sucking. If we’re going to do it at all, then I want you to fuck me, Tim, to really fuck me with this big, beautiful cock.” She reached out her hand and squeezed her son’s hardness firmly, then began stroking it.

  Tim inhaled sharply. He looked down. It was just like he had imagined on more than one occasion. His mother’s delicate but well-formed hand and fingers, with long, bright red fingernails, wrapped around his erection, gripping it firmly. A shudder of excitement ran through his body.

  Susan let go of her son’s cock. She stood up and turned towards him. She undid the sash on her robe and let it fall open. Tim looked with awe, close up, at those parts of his mother’s body that he could see: her well-formed legs, flowing smoothly into her hips; her shaved pussy; her flat stomach; her long, narrow navel and her tiny waist; her firm, high breasts with their delicious looking nipples; and, of course, her beautiful face framed by her short blonde hair, and her bright blue eyes, just like his own.

  Tim’s breath caught in his throat. His mother was so beautiful and here she was all but totally naked right in front of him and they were about to make love. This was unbelievable. First his beautiful sister became his lover and now his mother was going to also. He hoped he wasn’t dreaming.

  Tim looked up to his mother’s face, “Mom, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”

  Susan grinned and suppressed an urge to ruffle the hair on his head. She shrugged her shoulders and let the robe fall to the floor. Then she raised her arms above her head, bringing her hands together and slowly turned all the way around so her son could get a good look at her from all angles. She wasn’t more or less vain than the average woman regarding her looks, but seeing the joyful lust on her son’s face—who she was about to make love with—made her want to show her body off to him, a body of which she was justifiably proud.

  “Like what you see, then?”

  “Oh hell yes!” Tim stood up to embrace his mother again. He wanted to feel her naked body against his, feel the warmth of her skin against his. But his mother had another idea.

  She held him off and stepped back to fully appreciate her son, now that she had resolved her inner conflict about fucking him.

  “And you too, Tim. You look soooo damned good.” Her eyes took in his tall muscular body, including his hard, thick cock. Her body gave a little shudder thinking about how good it would feel to have her son’s cock stretching her pussy as it slid deep inside of her.

  Tim blushed. “Mom, uh, well, thanks. But, uh, I’ve seen you naked before and….”

  “Yes, I know,” Susan smiled, “Traci told me about it.”

  “Oh, uh, yeah. Well, sorry about that, Mom. But, uh….”

  “It’s okay. I forgive you. But you were saying?”

  “Uh, well, I’ve seen you… I am seeing you naked… and with clothes on, too, of course, and, Mom, you’re one of the hottest women I’ve ever seen.”

  Susan stepped in close. She placed the palm of her hand on her son’s cheek. “Oh, baby, that’s such a sweet thing to say. Thank you” She kissed him lightly on the lips.

  “Come on baby,” Susan said. She stepped past him and climbed onto her bed, getting into the middle of it. She positioned herself on her back and held her arms out to her son, who wasted no time getting on the bed and next to his mother.

  His cock was almost painfully hard. His mother reached down to lightly stroke his hardness with her finger tips and fingernails. It felt wonderful to Tim.

  “I’ll get back to this in a while,” Susan said, giving his cock a squeeze, “but I’d like to start out with some face time with you. Is that okay?”

  Without waiting for an answer, Susan pulled her son’s face close to hers and kissed him lightly on the lips. She gently bit his lower lip. Next she kissed him fully on his mouth, and tentatively slid her tongue in to touch his. Tim reciprocated and they spent the next several minutes kissing, sometimes hard and passionately, sometimes softly and delicately; licking each other’s tongues, tasting each other’s saliva; liking what they tasted and going back for more. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies at the same time.

  Tim suddenly pulled back.

  “What’s the matter, Tim?” Susan asked.

  “Do I need to get a condom, Mom?”

  Susan smiled. “No son, but I’m glad you’re concerned.”

  “Well, Mom, I want to, uh, uh, you know, I want to fuck you but I don’t want to get you pregnant.”

  “I’m all for that myself, Tim,” Susan said.

  Tim grinned, then pulled his mother over on top of him. She spread her legs over his hips and pressed her belly against his while holding herself up enough with her arms to keep on kissing her son. Tim reached down to pull his cock straight up. It pressed firmly into Susan’s abdomen. She liked the feeling of his hardness pressing hard into her belly.

  Tim’s hand caressed and massaged his mother’s back, working their way down to her firm ass cheeks. He massaged them and let his fingers reach down under them, almost, but not quite, touching her pussy.

  “Oh, baby, your hands feel wonderful.” Susan said as she pulled her mouth from his.

  She rubbed her cheek lightly against his, feeling his beard stubble, liking it for its very masculinity… so different from a woman’s soft face, her daughter’s smooth facial skin. But she was, after all, bi-sexual and she loved making love to men as well as women; to feel a man’s hard muscles with her hands and his even harder cock entering her pussy. She didn’t mind the stubble, just as long as it wasn’t overdone.

  They kissed some more. Now Susan had shifted her hips upward so that Tim’s erection split her pussy lips. She was rubbing her pussy up and down on it, getting it wet with her abundant vaginal lubrication, stimulating herself to a near sexual frenzy, stimulating her son more than he ever thought he could be without actual penetration.

  “Enough!” Susan cried out. “I’ve got to have your big cock inside me, baby.” She raised up on her knees, grabbed her son’s cock by the base, rubbed it head up and down her pussy to make sure it was good and wet, positioned it at her vaginal opening, then lowered herself down onto it quickly, until it was fully buried inside her.

  “Ahhhh!” Susan cried out and fell forward onto her son’s chest. Her body bucked three or four times. She had gotten so excited that the mere quick, hard insertion of her son’s thick, pussy-spreading cock through her tight vaginal sphincter gave her an immediate and strong orgasm.

  “Ahhhh!” Tim cried out at the same time his mother did. He almost, but not quite came, too. It was so close that he felt his cock throbbing, felt an intense pleasure, but then it subsided. His mother had gotten him extremely aroused even before she plunged her pussy down hard on his steel-hard shaft. He made sure not to move even a fraction of an inch for fear of coming right then.

  Susan pushed herself up with her arms and looked down at her son. She laughed. “Oh my! I guess I was a bit more excited than I realized. That was a surprise.”

  Tim realized, then, that his mother had just come on his dick… for the first time. That excited him even more. He felt his cock throb several times inside his mother’s pussy.

  “Oo! I felt that,” Susan said. She grinned at her son then lowered herself down to kiss him sweetly on the mouth. “Let’s roll over, baby. I just want to lie here and let you
fuck me until we both come.” Her mouth was whispering into his ear. “I want to feel your beautiful cock coming in my pussy, baby.”

  Tim’s cock throbbed again.

  “Oh, Tim, I like it when you do that,” Susan said, not realizing it was her actions and her words that were causing his cock to spasm in pleasure… even if he wasn’t coming… yet.

  Tim stiffened. “Don’t move, Mom,” he pleaded. “Don’t move, please. I’m really close to coming.”

  “Oh! Okay, baby.” Susan held herself still, waiting for her son to make the next move. She wasn’t used to younger men and how quickly they could come. But that was all right with her, she would adjust to it.

  Tim kissed his mother sweetly, gently, not moving anything below his neck except for lightly caressing his mother’s back, waiting for the feeling of almost coming to subside, which it did in just a few moments.

  “Okay,” Tim said simply.

  Instead of trying to roll the both of them over together—a clumsy move at best—he gently urged his mother off of him and onto her back beside him, even though she complained about pulling her pussy off his cock. For Tim, it helped to lower his “excitability” level.

  Tim positioned himself between his mother’s legs. She lewdly pulled her knees way up to her chest and held them wide apart with her hands. Her feet pointed straight up into the air. His mother’s pussy was a totally exposed target to his cock. Tim guided his missile directly into her vaginal opening and slid it as deep as he could into his mother’s love hole. He felt her muscles squeezing his cock as he shoved through her vaginal opening. He felt how wet and slick and soft and smooth and hot his mother’s pussy was.

  “Oh, God, Tim! Fuck me! Fuck me! Susan cried out. She pulled him down to kiss him passionately on the mouth. Her arms encircled his body and hugged him tightly.

  Tim fucked his mother with quick, long strokes. Susan placed her feet firmly on the bed on either side of her son’s legs and pushed her hips up against his downward thrusting, wanting to take as much of his wonderful cock into her as possible.