Forced Quickies

by Rosa Alvarado

  "Would you like me to?"

  Of all the answers he could have given, that's the one that really went to my heart. The truth was that I was, perhaps, never so sexually aroused as I've been since Neil and I had begun our adventures together. It was a super-turn-on that just kept me wet all the time.

  Our initial masturbation sessions were wonderful and with each increase in the level of intimacy, well, you've read what I've written. It has been nothing short of breathtaking. And, rather unexpectedly, I suppose, I feel even closer to my youngest son than ever before. And, I sense that the same is true for him. It just feels as though there are no walls or barriers between us at all. I'm really taken-aback by it all but so happy as well.

  "What I'd like is for you to put some clothes on, Neil," I told him even though I wasn't so sure that I really wanted that at all. But he did go off and come back a few minutes later with a pair of shorts on.

  We had a nice breakfast and spent most of the morning doing various chores that were the usual for us.

  Then, Neil went off with some friends so I went to have some 'quality-time' with my vibrators. After about ten minutes, I clicked off my favorite wand, a two-headed one that I've always preferred, and just tossed it back into the drawer, got up and got dressed and went shopping.

  Walking through the mall, carrying a bag with some sexy, new shoes, I walked by the Victoria's Secret store, went in and walked out a few minutes later with a thigh-length eyelet-trim nighty in a delicate rose floral print. It showed my cleavage quite nicely and might just be the right thing to wear around the house. We'd see.

  I also went in one of the large department stores and in their young men's department bought several pair of bikini briefs in various colors. Just the thing for the sexy young man to wear around the house.

  Chapter 4

  When I got home, I took out my purchases and looked them over, even holding the briefs to my nose. I know I shouldn't tell about that but I did. Then I tried on the nighty and turned to see how I looked from all sides, even raising the front and back. I was to be forty in seven months and, well, it is my own opinion, but I looked damn good.

  I went in and shaved extra close, giving my pubic area a double dose of moisturizer, then dabbed just a bit of my favorite fragrance between my thighs. I know what that sounds like and, well, yes, I was deciding to seduce my youngest son.

  It was when I was looking at the nighties in Victoria's Secret that I realized that I wanted one to wear around my son after he'd become my lover. Yes, my lover, I wanted Neil in my bed, as my lover.

  I laid the bikini briefs out on his bed, there were five of them, and I had them all lined up in a row. Then I changed back and went downstairs to wait for him to come home.

  About five-thirty, he came in the back door as I was sitting at the kitchen table reading a magazine.

  "Hi, Mom," he said cheerfully as he leaned down to kiss my upturned face. I opened my lips and he slid his tongue inside for a quick little french. Then I told him, "I bought you something to wear around the house, Neil. Why don't you go up and change, try on what I bought you and come see what I bought. I'll be in my room."

  I went up and quickly changed into the little nighty and waited. I heard him coming down the hall as I felt my pussy get wet, then he turned into my room and stopped.

  Neil stood there looking at me, his new bikini briefs all bulged out as my son's cock hardened.

  "Oh, nice, Mom, you look beautiful, wow, really sexy."

  "Come on, you can help me start supper," and I walked past him and down the stairs to the kitchen and began getting our meal together.

  "Is this what you want me to wear around the house? I liked what I wore this morning but if you like this better, it's okay by me."

  "Well, sometimes being covered a little is even sexier. What do you think about you old mom in this?" I asked him as I twirled around for him.

  "Perfect, it really makes you look so hot. Are you, um, wearing anything under that?"

  I lifted the hem above my smooth, silken pubic mound.

  "Oh, Mom, you fox, you," he said as he embraced me, our lips open, tonguing each other, as his hands caressed my butt.

  "Mmm, come on, we need to get this finished," I told him as I went back to making our supper. "Pour us a glass of wine, Neil, it might just put us in the mood."

  "Mood for what, Mom?"

  "Whatever."

  "That seems to leave a lot of room."

  "I suppose it does," I dropped right between us.

  "Hmm, okay, I'm for whatever with my sexy Mom," he said as his hand slid up under onto my butt to give me a squeeze.

  I turned and squeezed him, yes, on that nice, large bulge.

  "One nice squeeze, deserves another," I grinned and turned back to the stove.

  Over dinner, he told me how much he was loving the way we were with each other now.

  "I'm so glad, Mom, we're both happier now, right? It's just so much nicer this way. And, I love us dressing like this when we're home together. You look so nice, so hot. You're my Playmate of the Month."

  "Well, I know I'm a bit past all that, Neil, but thanks, that's sweet," I said leaning over to kiss his open mouth as my hand reached under the table to squeeze his erection.

  "Help me clean up and then we can go up and see what happens tonight," I teased him and it was just a few minutes until we were headed to my room together, Neil following me, no doubt focussed on my pussy from behind me.

  "Oh, Mom, beautiful," he said and I knew then what he was looking at. For a thirty-nine year old woman, his words sounded pretty nice, I was feeling quite good about myself as a woman, his attention and my effect on him, easily observable in his briefs, was buoying my self-image to new heights. I, for the first time in a long, long time, felt highly sexual, that I was desirable, perhaps as desirable as I'd ever been.

  He followed me into my bedroom and I turned and he was instantly in my arms as his lips sought out mine and his hands were hungrily everywhere. Then, I moved away from him, reached down and pulled the nighty off and lay down in the middle of my bed.

  "Neil, I'm here for whatever you want of me. I want you to be happy and have whatever you want."

  He stood there, I think, even with the somewhat salacious hints earlier, I had caught him off guard, I think he had given up on us ever going further in our sexual play together. Now, I was offering him everything, I was ready for my youngest son to become my lover.

  "Do you really mean anything? Anything I want?"

  "Come here and find out, Neil," I said raising my arms to him.

  He got up on the bed kneeling next to me, bent over and kissed me, then kissed each nipple, sucking it in briefly, and went kissing me down my stomach and abdomen. I knew enough to know exactly where he was headed and I was drenched in anticipation. I love nothing more than a man's tongue probing my pussy.

  As he shifted down, I opened for him to get between my legs as I raised them up onto his back and felt, for the first time, my son's tongue licking me so sweetly.

  "Oh, Neil, oh, that's so good," I moaned as he licked and sucked and tongued me. I reached down to hold myself open as he began circling his tongue around and around inside me while I tried to hold myself still.

  I really hadn't had a man make love to me in years now and Neil, even though he's just eighteen, he was sending me right up to the heavens with his oral caresses.

  I simply exploded. How the neighbors kept from hearing me, I don't know. It was uncontrollable, I writhed, shook, humped against his face, screamed; it was pure ecstasy as my body was consumed in the purest joy imaginable. He kept tonguing me, not stopping, not slowing, just pleasuring me on and on and on.

  "Up here, Neil, come, I want you so much," I begged, pulling him up over me as I felt his swollen cock press into me, pushing it in, deep in where I wanted him so. I was so wet that he just plunged into me, we were both so ready, we both wanted this so much.

  I lifted my legs high so he could go deep,
I wanted him fully inside me and asked him to just push hard and keep it there, to keep pushing as I moved my hips around, the tip of his cock rubbing me so deeply inside. It was delicious.

  "Mmm, oh, Mom, you are the sexiest woman alive. I've dreamed of this and it's even so better than I'd imagined. I can't hold out long, this is so good," my son groaned as he held his cock deep while I circled around him.

  "Yes, it is good, I think you'll be sleeping here with me from now on, I don't want that nice cock of yours very far from me when I get in the mood. And, you're keeping me in the mood all the time now, I hope you know that, Neil. You've got your mother hornier then she's ever been in her life."

  "Same for me, Mom, I've never wanted anyone like I've wanted you. You are the hottest woman I've ever been with."

  If you're a woman, you know how wonderful those words can be when you hear them from someone who counts in your life.

  "You're sure making this woman very, very happy. I know I didn't want to do this when you first brought it up but, well, now, oh, Neil, I love what we're doing. I know it's very unconventional but if we're happy, well, I want us to be together like this as much as we can."

  He raised up, looking down at his cock going in and out of me and said, "Mom, this is just how I want us to be together, just like this, connected right here," as he shoved deep into me.

  "Mmm, yes, it's a lovely way to connect," I agreed as his long, youthful cock stroked so wonderfully in and out of me. I hadn't had a man's cock inside me in over five years and I relished just how wondrous a lovely cock attached to a man you love was, compared with a dildo or a vibrator. I was so happy.

  "You make me so hard, I hope it feels so good for you, Mom, I want it to be really good for you," he groaned as he slowly drew back and forth.

  "Wonderful, Neil, it's just wonderful. I'm so happy that you didn't just give up on me, that you kept wanting me like this. I love this so much. And, I love you so much."

  "I love you, too, Mom, so very much."

  "And now we can express our love in such a deep, wonderful way," I sighed as he arched over me, filling me and emptying me so thrillingly.

  "And, fun, too," he said grinning down at me.

  "Yes, and fun, too," I agreed as I wiggled under him.

  "Are you getting close, I'm almost there?" Neil asked and I told him I was as well.

  I had my legs folded back, holding my knees so he could get straight down into me as I urged him, "Mmm, just push hard and stay right there, don't pull back, just push," and he pressed down into me while I moved under him, up and back in small movements while also moving around a bit in a circle. I was also flexing my pelvic muscles over and over squeezing and relaxing on his cock as I felt it begin to throb.

  "Oh, oh, UUH, UUH, mmm, mmm," he groaned as his warm cum spurted deeply inside me.

  "Oh, yes, yes, cum in me, mmm, oh, Neil, OOH, OOH, OOH, mmm," I cried out as my whole body convulsed in pure ecstasy and I was flooded with sensual pleasure from head to toe but especially in my middle, my pussy was throbbing with joy and love as my son and I entered our new life with one another.

  We made love again that night and fell asleep in one another's arms, totally exhausted and totally happy. Our sleep was interrupted several times as neither of us had been used to sleeping with another person but those wakeful moments were also lovely little interludes of touching and affection.

  As I woke the next morning, Neil was spooned behind me, one hand on my breast, his cock making itself known even as he slept. I turned and he rolled onto his back, tenting the sheet that had covered us as I now gently pulled it away and moved up over him to slide my lips down over his lovely erection to welcome him to a new day of love.

  "Mmm, mmm, oh, Mom, that is so good, what a way to wake up," he groaned as his hand stroked my cheek as I smiled up at him. His cock became rock-hard in my mouth, hard and warm and obviously alive, as I sucked and tongued around the tip and along the shaft.

  "Mmm, oh, I'm in heaven, what could be better," he murmured as I softly sucked my son's lovely cock.

  I took my time, after all, my son was also now my lover. And this day began with us being more like lovers and less like parent and child.

  Neil left all his things in his room but did sleep with me from then on and when one or both of his brothers came home on break, we were very careful to revert totally back to our former selves.

  Like his brothers, he did go away to college the following fall but he attended a university only about thirty miles from here so it was cheaper to buy him a good, used car than pay the dorm fees. And, of course, we both had other reasons as well.

  He's now in his third year, my two other sons, the older one is now married, living in a small city about six hundred miles away and is expecting his first child, a boy, so it seems, and the middle son is even more distant, Europe. He is a security analyst for NATO and is enjoying life in Brussels as an available single man.

  That leaves Neil and I at home which, as you can imagine, suits us quite fine.

  The End.

  More Watersport Fun With Wife

  Ever since that night when my wife gave me head while she sat on the toilet taking a leak, the mere sound of her peeing starts a stirring in my cock. When she gets up in the middle of the night for a late night whiz, her stirring often wakes me a little. As I lay there in the stillness, I can hear her pad across the room to the bathroom, and I know in a matter of seconds I will hear those intoxicating chimes as her bladder releases and a stream of her hot urine sprays into the toilet bowl.

  I will lay there hearing her and my mind flashes back to that night, standing in front of her, her hot mouth wrapped around my swollen rod as she swallowed my meat again and again, nearly gagging at times.

  With thoughts like that it's little wonder why, by the time she finishes and climbs back in bed to snuggle up to me again, she will find my erect cock poking her. And if she allows me, I go down on her like a "convict with his first pussy in years" as she put it. I wonder if she has figured out that when my head is between her legs those times, my mouth and tongue are extra frantic because I am passionately searching for any golden droplets she might have left behind, and I know if I can get my tongue up her still damp slit, I can push against her urethra and be treated to a hot drop or two.

  The other night, as I am just finishing brushing my teeth, she walks in and hikes up her nightie and proceeds to take a quick pee. Her sigh of relief as her stream loudly slashed below her was driving me crazy.

  As she finished up and stood next to me, I pointed out that every time she does that now, I remember the blow job she gave me while sitting in that very position and the wild sex we had that night and without even trying, my cock will begin to rise up in anticipation.

  "Really?" She teased as she reached inside my robe, when her fingers came in contact with my swollen meat, she batted her eyes, "is that for me?", her fingers circled my growing shaft and stroked it, "all this just because I peed in front of you? Let's see what we can do about this." Using my cock like a leash, she pulled me from the bathroom and into the bedroom.

  Keeping her grip on my now fully erect tool, she lies back on the bed and pulls my cock in between her waiting and wide opened legs. One hand on my cock to guide it home, the other reached around to my ass and pulled me in deep. She let out a loud moan as my thickness filled her for the first time. "Ohh fuck baby, that's the stuff," her eyes locked with mine, "now fuck me baby. Fuck me hard." She had kept her hand between us and was furiously rubbing her clit now. "Oh damn that dick is good"

  Keeping her fingers working her stiff little digit, her free hand rose to my chest. Tracing her hand up my chest, her fingers found and circled around my sensitive nipple. Twisting and pulling it, she hissed through clenched teeth, "Damn, I love your dick honey....keep fucking me, keep fucking me....." She was repeating that almost like a chant, "keep fucking me, keep fucking me..." With her squeezing my tit, and feeling her hand jump around between us, I was in absolut
e heaven. She was in rare form tonight, hitting all my triggers. She knew what turned me on, and she seemed to be doing each one.

  I wondered what had gotten into her, she seemed to be trying to get to cum quickly, instead of the usual making sure she had at least an orgasm or two before letting me blow my load. She had a drawer full of toys at her disposal that she could use to finish herself off if she needed, but preferred my flesh and blood cock, fingers and tongue to get her off. Besides, she had told me with a wry smile on her face, my snoring would distract her.

  It wasn't long before I felt the familiar tingle start in my balls, and I knew my climax was approaching. I slowed down so I wouldn't pop too quickly, but she had other motives. "Don't you dare slow down lover. Keep fucking me baby. I want to feel that cock of yours fill me up with your hot cream. Cum for me baby, cum in my wet pussy...." Her hand between us never slowed, but she took her fingers from my nipple and ran them down my back and between my cheeks.

  "Woah!" I exclaimed as her finger found it's target. A little pressure on my sensitive little o-ring and I knew I would be shooting soon. "Baby, if you don't be careful, you're going to make me blow my load too quick." I gasped.

  "Oh really?" She teased. "Then blow away honey!" And with that, her finger pushed it's way up inside my tight asshole. "Shoot baby! Fucking cum for me!!"

  That's when I just surrendered to it. One final thrust and I drove my cock deep inside her wet folds and just let it go. I held myself as deep as I could as my dick twitched and shot it's creamy load inside my wife's pussy.

  She locked her legs around my waist and dug her nails into my shoulders as I spasmed on top as well as inside her. She let out a soft squeal as I grunted out my orgasm. I stayed still for just a moment before starting to pull my softening prick from it's slick, wet home.

  "Oh nononono....stay inside...," she whispered. I could feel her internal muscles gripping and releasing my diminishing cock over and over as if she were practicing her kegels using me as a squeeze toy. Not that I minded. It felt fabulous. "Oh baby...that was great." Her hand still lay between us and only slightly stirred on her rosebud. Keeping time with her cunts grip on my dick as it continued to shrink. I could tell it was about to be expelled, and so must she have as well. She closed her eyes and seemed to prepare for a moment before her beautiful pink snapper clamped down with more force than I'd ever felt and my now fully limp and spent prick was expelled out of her wet snatch with a loud "Slurp!" Followed by what felt like a fair amount of the load I just shot inside her leaking out across my shaft and balls.