Unexpected

This is my first story, please leave feedback. I've edited it since the original post to fix the errors that made the story less enjoyable.

Thanks to all those who read it and gave constructive criticism, I hope the results speak to how much they helped.

Please enjoy this while I work on a second part to the story.

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Josh was an only child that went away for college, but moved back to a town near where he grew up when he entered the job market. He never wanted to move too far from his high school friends and being close to his parents was a plus. The job was good and he was happy being home.

One of the perks was that if he was out drinking he could always crash at his parent's house since he still had a key and most of the time was partying in town with old friends. He'd either crash on the couch or in his old room and then one of his parents would take him back to his car the next day.

One night when he was 23, he had been enjoying a night out with friends but had too many drinks to legally drive. The designated driver brought him to his folk's house at around 12 am when they called it a night. He tried to make as little noise as possible so as not to wake anyone and went about getting ready to crash. He was a bit hungry so he figured he'd make myself a snack, watch a little TV, and then get some sleep.

After about 20 minutes, he was surprised to see a car pull into the driveway and the sound of keys opening the front door. It was his mother. She had been out with some of her girlfriends while his father stayed home and went to bed early. She was happy to see him and sat next to him on the couch. He looked over at her and said. "Mom, I'm surprised to see you, normally you don't go out, let alone without Dad."

"Well" she replied, "I haven't been out in a while and my friends have been pressuring me to come out and have some fun with them. Your Dad said the last thing he wanted to do was hang out as the lone man with a bunch of drunk spinsters, he decided on an early night so he could head out to go fishing in the morning with his friends. Aside from me drinking in the bars, this is pretty much par for the course of late." She said this as she brushed her red hair over her shoulders and pulled her black tee shirt down her stomach to adjust herself once she sat down. The result was that it made the loose curls in her hair bounce around her shoulders and neck and her shirt tightened and strained around her chest.

"I think I'm going to have to do this more often, I had such a good time at the club. Next time I think I'm going to drink a lot more, I just barely have a buzz and I still feel like dancing." She said as Josh noticed the flushed color in her cheeks and the mix of excitement and longing in her eyes. "Your Dad doesn't seem interested in socializing much anymore and would rather spend his time working or fishing, so going out to a club is a rare treat."

With that she stood up and took the remote from him, switching the program to one of the music channels that played 80's dance music. She started to wiggle her hips to the rhythm and smiled as she enjoyed herself, in a manner that was very smooth for a 40 year old woman. "Why don't you dance with me?" she said.

"Because I don't like dancing, I'm not good at dancing, and I think I actually have 3 left feet. That's how bad I am!" He said with a smirk.

"Well that makes me sad, I prefer to dance with a partner than by myself."

"You're not the first woman I let down like this," Josh replied, still smiling.

Her brown eyes flashed mischievously before she said, "So, you make a habit out of disappointing women do you? Now I know why you're here alone." The song changed in tempo and caused her to move around faster with more jumping. The jumping was good. It made her breasts shake and bounce against her tight shirt, which rubbed against her nipples and brought them to attention. Her hair was all over the place.

"I'll have you know it was a dart tournament, so there was little chance to interact with the ladies or even watch them dance," he said. "Besides, apparently I can watch all the dancing I want here at home without having to spend a fortune buying drinks!" His smirk returned as he tilted his head to watch her, "And I gotta say, your moves are probably much better than the desperate grinding I usually see."

His Mother stopped for a second and gave him a playful frown that teased with a sexy energy.

"So let me get this straight, you won't dance with me, I'm getting no drinks, and I am guaranteed to be disappointed?" She let out a laugh so loud Josh thought it might wake his father as she said, "Well with that kind of a game I'll never get grandkids!"

He could give just as good, so he responded with, "Who knows, maybe you have a few out there that just haven't come forward because I never got their names before we left? Disappointment will do that," and he stuck out his tongue to let her know he was still bantering.

"I think at this point it's better that you don't dance with me," she said as she moved her body back to the swaying motion and followed it with running her hands up and down the front of her body.

"And why's that Mom?

"That's none of you concern," she said. The truth was that she was feeling very horny. She had gone too long without any sex with her husband and that was really making her sensitive to what she was missing out on. Her night out with her friends had been great, but also a slight letdown. She really did drink just enough to feel good, but when mixed with the dancing and her abstinence, she left the club horny, anxious, and unfulfilled, mixed together, it all made her feel naughty.

"It's none of my business for sure, but it is my concern since I am your son and you DID ask me to dance with you." His smirk was gone when he said this, but he wasn't angry or even giving her a hard time, just stating the facts. He watched her dance change from a fun style to one that was more provocative and very sexy. Although he never paid attention to how attractive and desirable she was, he did now. Her serpentine movements from the floor to her full height as she ran she hands over her sides and front, stopping to linger on her breasts were amazing. They were full and round, probably a D cup, and had enough youth to them that they jumped and bounced long after she stopped moving. At one point while she was facing him, she grabbed both of them, pushed them together, and gave them a squeeze. She definitely had his attention at that point, both from being turned on and wondering what the hell had gotten into her.

It took her a moment to realize exactly how she was dancing and that he was ogling her. With only a slight stutter to her dancing, she turned away from him with a very flushed face but managed to give him a wink as she grabbed her breasts while completing her turn. She then finished her dance with her ass facing her son, but still going through the same motions. This only served to change his focus to her ass and have his mind racing with thoughts about how if she wasn't his mom he would be acting very differently.

As the music changed to another song, she sat down and leaned next to him, turning to face his side as she put both arms around him and snuggled into his shoulder.

"Well, you could wake Dad up," he said, "and I can walk to one of my buddies places if you're that worked up."

"I know he's a year younger than me, but his drive isn't at the same point mine is. Even if he woke up and was willing, the state I'm in would be too much for the poor man to handle on a good night, let alone on a night like this where I'm all worked up." She lamented, "But I'm not going to have you walking to a friend's house so your mom can get laid."

"I'll tell you what then, I'll sleep out here and you take my old room and do whatever you need to do!" he said a little too cheery. It wasn't until later he accepted that by suggesting this he would be able to hear her getting off.

"While I'm not a screamer, I'm quite sure you'd be able to hear me even from there. I'm sure that's exactly what you want to hear, your Mom and her battery operated friend on a night you couldn't get any yourself!" she said with a dejected disappointment.

Still feeling bad for her, he tried to come up with one last plan.

"The camping equipment is in the garage, I can set it up outside and give you all the privacy and space you need! I won't be able to hear or see a thing." he said, feeling a little bad for her. He knew what blue balls were, but he'd never seen a woman get a blue bean before. She looked at him and said, "Look, it's been over 8 months, I can handle one more night. Besides after he goes fishing and you leave in the morning, I have the whole day to go horny housewife all by myself!"

This is where things really began to change. Instead of adults talking, horny people took over.

"Wow, if I'd have known it was that long I would have danced with you," he said.

"That would have just made it worse, especially with us touching each other as we danced. Neither of us are drunk, but I would have been very handsie with you, even if you're my son, and I'm sure you wouldn't have acted like a eunuch in response."

"Not too many sons try to help create scenarios for their mothers to get off, but would it have helped if I did, would it have made it worse, or given you enough of a charge to get through the night," he asked her.

"I don't know, but there's one way to find out, why don't we dance a bit?" she said with lowered eyes and anticipation on her face. He then moved his arms and grabbed her from the waist, lifted her and lowered her onto his lap, her legs on either of side of his thighs, her breasts inches away from his chest, with her hard nipples just that much closer.

"Why don't we start here and see if that works for you?" he said.

"You could have just asked for a lap dance you know," she said with a giggle.

"If I thought you could do it, I would, so why don't you just move to the music and I'll follow your lead OK?"

She looked him in the eye and said, "OK, that's a good way to start." Then she thought, he doesn't know a damn thing about how wild I am if he thinks I don't know how to do a lap dance. Time for an early birthday present for my boy.

She grabbed his hands and put them low on her hips. "If you do it right I'll be ok for the night and it won't take too long." She had placed his hands more on the top of her thighs than her hips, with his thumbs just touching the insides of her legs. As the music began a strong slow dance, she started moving her shoulders and swinging her hair, with her hands going up her neck. From there they moved into her hair and brought it up as far as it would go and then she let it fall and bounce around her shoulders and face as she shook her head steadily from side to side with the song's beat.

With her hands still in the air, she lowered them back down on each opposite shoulder, from the top of her neck and then back down onto her breasts. She kept direct eye contact with her son the entire time, especially when she began to rub her chest and squeeze her nipples. It seemed forever, but after only a few seconds her ass and hips began to move, rubbing against her son. It didn't take too long for her to feel his arousal and the stiffening in his pants.

Josh couldn't believe how well his mother could dance and how well she could give a lap dance. The moment she started rubbing her breasts and squeezing her nipples he started getting hard. That was the moment, the exact moment he knew he wanted to fuck her before the night was over. Boldness took over and he took his hands from her thighs and ran them up the front of her stomach and on to her large breasts. They were both surprised at this, but as she began to rub her pussy onto him harder, he began to caress and squeeze each one of her tits.

As their eyes focused on each other their breathing became harder and they slowly moved forward into a kiss. With their mouths open, tongues explored each other and his mother's arms wrapped around him and her hand ran through his hair. Several minutes went by before they broke away and looked at each other. She moved her hands to his shoulders and began to grind faster and harder, feeling his hardness press into her pants, rubbing her pussy and making her panties wet. The tempo of her breathing increased as she did, her body getting hotter and hotter.

They both started to moan as Josh massaged her breasts through her shirt and squeezed her nipples while they softly bounced up and down. She knew she was getting close to cumming on her son's lap and the loudness of her moans let him know this as well. She leaned forward into another kiss and her body started to convulse and shake as her orgasm hit her.

"Oh Josh, oh baby, keep moving your hands just like that. I'm so close and it's been so long. Get me there baby, get me there!" she said as her back arched and she melted into him, the smell of her sex now noticeable even through her clothes. She slowly came down and looked into his eyes. Josh said, "I don't know what's going on tonight, but this either ends here or we're going to fuck each other until we can't stop smiling tomorrow." She kissed him again, harder this time and covered his hands on her tits.

She broke off the kiss despite still grinding into him. "You know, I can feel how hard and hot you are for me even through your jeans. I know you never thought you'd hear your mother say this, but I have got to get off of your lap and put that dick of yours in my mouth." She got off of him and kneeled in front of his lap to release his manhood, the release of pressure and the freedom it caused had Josh about ready come. Within minutes she had it out and began stroking it until it oozed with pre-cum.

"What about Dad?" he asked. "This is cheating on him, and won't he hear us?"

"Honey, I can count the number of times on one hand in the last 6 years he's taken care of me, and still have 2 fingers left over. I love him, but I also have needs. I've never cheated on him because I was afraid of other people finding out, but I'm so fucking horny and that was the best orgasm I've had in years. I don't care if you're my son or that it's incest. I need to get laid and judging by your hard dick in my hand, you're more than willing." She responded.

"I don't know if I've ever looked more forward to a blow job in my life than I am right now, but I don't want him to wake up with my dick inside of you." I said.

"Take your pants off and let's worry about that later," she said as she guided him to lift his ass and slide his pants down to his ankles. As he kicked them to the side she brought her hand back to his shaft. With his fluids dripping down the sides of his cock, she began to slowly lick the sides and capture his liquid in her mouth. Then with one long lick she was at the top, swirling her tongue around his head a few times and then lowering her mouth onto his cock, slowly bobbing her head up and down as she tasted his excitement. As she grabbed his balls and began to message them, Josh couldn't believe that was his Mom down there taking his cock in her mouth using her tongue in ways he had never felt before.

"That feels so good Mom, please keep doing it." He moaned.

"You better believe I will. I want to feel you cum all the way down my throat before I hop on that nice cock of yours and have you fuck me like I've needed it for months. You do want to don't you?" she finished and went back to sucking his cock.

Each time she moved her head down, she swirled he tongue along the sides of his cock, lingering at the bottom and letting her tongue do the work around the base of his shaft. When she started moving her head up, she increased the pressure, sucking harder all the way to the top where she trapped his head in her lips while she flicked the opening with her tongue. Josh placed his hand on her head and mixed his fingers in her hair, helping to push her with each downward movement. It seemed like hours since she started, but it was only a few moments before he started to feel his orgasm build. His mother sensed this and began to move her head faster up and down his cock, feeling his dick engorge in her mouth as she began to make noticeable slurping noises with each movement.

"Mom, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum in your mouth." Josh moaned as he started to slightly buck his hips, his hand still on the back of her head, holding her tightly against his crotch. She looked up at him and made contact with his eyes, somehow seeming to smile at him with his dick buried in her throat.

Seeing her looking up at him, smiling and wanting him to finish was the last thing he needed. Josh began to moan louder as he sent multiple spurts of cum into his Mom's mouth and down her throat. With each blast, she swallowed, enjoying the feeling and taste of her son in her mouth. This was a sensation she had missed for far too long. She continued sucking and bobbing her head as her son's orgasm subsided, feeling him soften in her mouth before slowly lifting her head and letting him slide out past her lips.

Sitting back she looked up at her son, he face flushed and slightly wet with all the saliva from the blow job she just gave him. "You seemed to have enjoyed yourself," she said with a smile on her face. She reached up and grabbed his cock. It was much softer, but not completely deflated. She slowly messaged it to begin bringing it back to full mast. "How long do you think it will take to get this guy ready so you can fuck me? It's been too long and I don't want to wait any longer than I need to," she said.

"I haven't cum that hard in a long time, maybe ever, but I don't think it will take that long. Just knowing it was my Mom that sucked my cock is keeping me more aroused than I've ever been. That was inspiring." he finished.

"Just because it was me made it better?" she asked.

"Absolutely. You give good head, I don't know how Dad can go months without it." He told her.

"Me either, which is sad because I love sucking cock, love the feel of someone shooting their load into my mouth and down my throat. Feeling your hand on the back of my head while I was doing that got me so wet and sticky, it was fucking bliss!" her eyes seemed to light up as she said all that.

"I can't believe I'm hearing this out of your mouth Mom, it's so hot!"

"Hot because you like dirty talk, or hot because it's me?" she asked.

"Both," he said.

"So you were more turned on by the fact that Mommy talks dirty and had you unload your dick in my mouth? Having sex with your Mom turns you on?" she teased. "How about I come and sit on your lap until you're ready to put that cock of yours inside me?"

She got to her feet as Josh said, "I'd love to have you sit on my lap." His Mom then began to shimmy out of her pants and underwear, saving her shirt for last. Once she was naked from the waist down she moved over to her son, straddled his legs and then lowered herself onto his lap, placing her pussy on top of his shaft and began to move back and forth.

"It seems all my dirty talk is getting to you, you're pretty hard and almost ready. Can you feel how wet I am? Can you feel my pussy pulsing and oozing along your dick, begging for you to be inside of me?" she said as she got comfortable. "Would you like to see my tits Josh? Feel them directly and show me you know how you use your mouth?" With that she removed he top and let her tits spring free in front of her son.

He looked at his Mom eagerly as she removed her shirt and presented her large beautiful breasts to him. Her fair skin contrasted will with the dark circles of her areola and the bright pink nipples that were out at attention. They were wide more than long, but they were still huge, probably the biggest nipples he had ever seen. She brought her hand to her left breast and raised it to her son. "Show me what you want to do to my titties baby boy," as her other hand grabbed his hair at the back of his head and lead his mouth towards her.