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A Son Comes Good

by qualitywheat 10/24/12

Will looked again at his mother, she was of course gorgeous in his eyes, and that was because she was gorgeous, all of his pals thought so too, his dad did, his dads friends did, every one who knew her thought the same! And every time he checked her out his prick lurched dangerously in his pants, and he would have to take evasive action in case she glanced it again. He had drifted into this, loving and wanting her as he had grown from a boy to the 18 year old young well built young man he now was.

He remembered the times before when she had glimpsed the bulge, he had actually done it on purpose because he wanted to let her know what effect she was having on him, but it hadn't gone down too well. His most daring time was the one that nearly got him decapitated by her. He had been in his room with a stolen photo of her on the beach in a skimpy bikini, he was jacking off and savouring the imagined feel of her hand sliding up and down his full shaft and caressing the thick ball end of it, he had heard her in her room doing things that mothers do, he knew she would walk in on him soon.

And she did, he had turned his back to the door slightly so he could say he never saw her enter, and she saw him jacking, also her photo in his left hand as he did, she stopped dead in her tracks before reacting, the first thing he heard was a loud gasp, he jumped as if surprised and turned letting her get a full on shot of prick in hand. She screeched at him, demanded to know what the hell he was up to, and then she saw her photo, she almost went green then bright red, then the anger, she raged at him.

Will spluttered and stuttered, he hadn't expected this, it was a scenario he hadn't thought of, his mother gave him the mightiest of rollockings, calling him all sorts of names and then rushed from the room crying. His prick deflated in seconds, he was mortified. Minutes later he knocked on her room door and waited, he heard her say come in and he entered head down grovelling. She asked what on earth he thought he was up to, stealing a photo of her, 'even if it was a very flattering one,' she said.

'I'm sorry mum,' he told her, 'and it isn't flattering, it's you, but I have this fixation that won't go away, I love you, and I love you like a son shouldn't, and I'm sorry, but I just do.'

'Well young man,' she replied, 'don't get any ideas, we will not be going there, and you can take that to the bank, and any more of it and your dad will hear about it, okay?'

'Yes mum,' he had answered as he slunk out of her room and back to his own. The problem now was, the incident had cemented the idea and his determination to seduce her one way or another.

Each time he looked at her he would groan inwardly, she was truly beautiful, her heredity was Nordic, her great grand parents were from Sweden, and theirs had been from Iceland he had been told. She had silver blond hair down past her shoulders that looked like silk gossamer, eyes that were so ice light blue they took your breath away, they could be seen as light smoky grey in certain light, her nose was classic Nordic, long and straight, but pert, her cheek bones were high and proud, as was her forehead, her lips were very slightly thin but full, and her smile could light the dark sky.

At 37 she was terrifically in her prime, around 5ft 5" tall, her body was a little fuller than it was 20 years ago, but it enhanced her natural beauty, full firm tits, proud dark stand out nipples that could still make her dizzy when handled correctly. Her waist was still there it hadn't filled out, yet. Her hips were in fine shape and she still liked to sashay when it was required, she was still fully alive sexually even if she didn't get any where near as much as she used to, or still wished she could, but her husband had tailed off the last couple of years.

She still liked to entice him if she could by wearing the requisite underwear, stockings and the like, and this had enticed her son too, unknown to her. He had seen her many times over the years in all sorts of dress and undress, pyjama's, negligees, slips, swimwear, the lot. Lena had always had lots of attention from men and boys alike, and recently a few of Will's friends had started 'being nice' to her too, she loved this; it made her feel special, wanted, and still attractive. And she had quietly checked out Will's best friend Jeremy's butt a couple of times and thought lewdly, 'now I wouldn't mind some of that!' He really had grown along with Will into a fine good looking young man. But she never ever gave any encouragement to them except for still dressing in the stylish elegant feminine way she always had.

Her biggest problem was lack of sex, she had never even entertained being unfaithful to her husband, it just wasn't in her to even think of it, but yes, she was sexually starved, and this is what was to open the door eventually for Will, although he didn't know it until the day she gave in to temptation.

She had got over the shock of finding her growing son jacking off in his bedroom, and over her too! But thinking back, she had decided that he had maybe done it on purpose, to let her know certainly that he was sexually attracted to her, being his mother or not. She smiled at it later as the thought of him laying there, her photo in hand and jacking off his quite impressive cock, 'the dirty little so and so,' she giggled.

She had let him off, she told him she had forgiven him, but he had better tread careful in future, she warned. He was more than grateful, and hugged her tightly, his prick standing to attention so quickly he didn't realise that it was sticking right into his mother's pussy. Lena held her breath when she felt the growing pressure of it, it also felt just so so good, even if it was her sons cock; it was still a hard cock! 'He is a young man,' she said to herself, 'growing into a real man, and their libido was more than active, it controlled their bodies, not the other way round,' this she had remembered from her own youth.

Will let go of his mother, kissed her cheek and tried hard not to hobble off, his prick at full erection and him blushing because of it as he realised that it had been jammed into her, not knowing it had been jammed right into her most prized place. He disappeared and never saw his mothers face go beet red with her own embarrassment, and not some little sexual arousal.

She couldn't help but understand that the cock she had seen in his bedroom was bigger than her eyes had taken in. She had had plenty of them sticking into her over the years trying to create an impression at dances or other social events when she had been asked to dance etc.

'Lena Bradley!' She exclaimed to herself, 'behave, he's your son, don't even think about it,' but she did, she didn't know it but she was on the downward spiral of her seduction by her 18 year old son, he would succeed where others had failed miserably.

As the weeks went by he paid lots of attention to her, making her feel that she was the only woman alive who could make him feel and be happy. He got braver and braver, her admonitions got louder and louder, but lesser in intensity, he had the feeling that if they were in battle he was winning somehow, although he couldn't be sure. But he was persisting in his quiet surreptitious way of hugging and touching her, kissing her cheek in passing, and paying wonderful comments, saying things like.

'Mum you are the most gorgeous beautiful woman I have ever seen.'

'Will, you are getting more and more naughty each day,' but it was always said with a smile, and sometimes she would hug him back, and he would press his hard on into her again, building her up on the pedestal that she would fall off very soon.

'But mum you are beautiful and, if you don't mind me saying so, very sexy as well!' he said brazenly, 'come here please,' he said, and he took her arm, walked her to the mirror in the hall.

'Look in there mum and tell me I'm wrong, go on tell me?' He challenged. She couldn't, she knew he was right; she was beautiful, although she would never flout it or say she was. He stood behind her, put his hands on her wrists and lifted her own arms out wide, 'just look at you mum, you are fabulous,' then he snuffled her soft hair to one side and kissed her neck.

This was one of her hottest erogenous zones, it always got to her, she closed her eyes without knowing it and tilted her head to one side, he kissed her again and a small moan escaped her lips.

Lena suddenly took charge of her senses, she pulled away in a hurry, her mouth slack, but under control.

'Will, stop that I am your mother!' Will, not really knowing what had happened apart from his mother seemingly collapsing for some reason, knew he had scored a direct hit somehow, just how big he didn't know.

'Mum, I was only loving you,' he said innocently, 'I didn't mean to upset you, I'm sorry,' He was crestfallen.

The look on his face softened her stance. 'Its okay honey, I reacted too quickly, I'm sorry too,' she told him. 'But I am still your mother, so no more, okay!'

'Yes mum, I'm sorry, hope I haven't upset you too much, but I can't help the way I feel about you.'

'Oh you haven't baby, but we can't go on like this, it's wrong, and what's more you know it is too?'

'I suppose so, but it really doesn't feel wrong to me, I love you mum, so as far as I'm concerned, that makes it right.'

Lena relented in the face of such reasoning. 'I understand baby, how you feel, lots of boys get the hots for their mothers, but not us, you have to realise that?'

'But I don't know of anyone who has a mother who is as nice as you, and certainly no where near as beautiful and sexy as you, you drive me nuts mum!' He told her. She had to smile at his words.

His gentle loving tirade was working on her, he had always thought that if he got her it would be her flying into his arms, telling him of her love for him, and begging him to take her to his bed, where she would surrender to him forever.

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