Debbie and Jake indulged in this new angle on their mutual fun on a daily basis, usually in the early evenings on weekdays, and then twice on Saturdays and Sundays – once in the morning, once in the evening, Jake still jerked off on his own a lot, not wanting to tire his mum out by getting her to do it for him all the time!
For the first week, they still referred to their indulgence as ‘that thing’ or ‘the little bit of fun of ours’. Eventually, after a another week, they grew more confident as their feelings of anxiety about the taboo nature of their intimacy decreased further and they grew more relaxed in one another’s presence in the course of such activity. Jake would confidently announce to his mum after dinner that ‘I’m horny, could you give me one of them super-handjobs?’ and Debbie would casually chirp, ‘sure, one hand-job comin’ up!’ before urging her son upstairs. He couldn’t get upstairs fast enough! Debbie gave a great handjob and Jake loved the feeling of her hand pumping his cock and sending his sperm erupting into the air all over his belly. He liked it when stray drops of semen landed on his mum’s hand or arm. Once a nice dollop hit her bare thigh when she was wearing just shorts. They still kept things light-hearted though.
The most exciting time for Jake was when his mum beat him off in his own room. It had been a Saturday morning and he’d been coming out the bathroom in just his shorts with a big hard-on when his mum had come out of her room in just a dressing gown. After greeting each other good-morning, Debbie had spotted the tent her son had erected in his shorts and casually asked him to go to his room and wait naked on the bed whilst she went to the bathroom. Jake had done so, laying back naked with a big morning stiffie. To his delight his mum came into his room wearing just a pair of white cotton panties, almost see-through, her blonde bush almost visible through the thin white material. As usual, Debbie had knelt next to Jake and whacked him off with her skilled fist, Jake fondling his mum’s tits but looking down past her flat belly to her panties. They were visibly moist and confirmed Jake’s suspicion that his mum was really getting off on this too. He wondered if she’d let him masturbate her! He knew that women fingered themselves and found it impossible to believe that his mum didn’t do it. Soon enough, his cock exploded in his mum’s fist and his cum reached over a foot in the air before descending and splashing onto his torso. It was then that Debbie, without her cunt being touched in anyway, had actually cum just watching her son having an orgasm. She had gasped and panted, stifling her moans of pleasure, but Jake had been able to tell exactly what was going on. His mum was cumming, and it felt so erotic to watch that after breakfast, when his mum went out to visit a friend, Jake had gone and fished out his mum’s panties from the linen basket, the ones she’d worn that morning. He’d held them to his face, sniffing them and inhaling the musky aroma of her cunt, whilst beating off. He’d cum then, almost immediately stiff again, he’d masturbated a second time whilst fondling the panties. After shooting more sperm he’d put the garments back in the basket. Jake had felt a little bit of guilt whilst he had a shower. He’d previously felt no guilt at all in the three weeks since he’d first started being allowed to play with his mother’s tits and then having her jerk him off. He put it down to being because he’d got the panties behind his mum’s back. True, even baring in mind recent events he didn’t think he’d be able to ask his mum if could have her panties to sniff! However, it was because it was done sneakily that he felt a few twinges of guilt for the first time in ages. He decided to avoid such clandestine pervisions in the future and just be grateful for the delights of getting regular topless-handjobs from his own gorgeous mum! He had one that evening, which proved that his guilt wasn’t all encompassing with regards to his activities with his mother.
Another week went by. It was now late June. Debbie and Jake both held the opinion that what they were doing wasn’t quite ‘normal’ but it was undoubtably fun and furthermore was a good way of preventing things from getting out of hand. Mother and son both privately thought that they would go to far and have sex with each other if their desires were left unchecked and so, by indulging in some topless hand-jobs, they were, in fact, taking the edge off of their lust and keeping it from getting out of hand. They were, they theorized to themselves, preventing incest rather than indulging in it.
Both of them, in the back of their minds, knew that the theory was a pile of shit. Their lust for each other was only growing.
One evening, jerking her son off whilst topless, Debbie had felt the urge to strip naked. She had seen her son totally nude and felt it was only fair that he see her nude. She suggested it to Jake who was, naturally, rather pleased! Letting go of Jake’s cock, Debbie had got off the bed and removed her shorts and panties, and also her socks. She was as naked as her son, and Jake was lost for words at the beauty of his mother’s body. Her cunt was bordered with lightly trimmed blonde hair and, when Debbie turned round to put her clothes in a neat pile on a chair, Jake got a great look at her beautiful behind. Then Debbie smiled sexily and got back on the bed, taking up where she left off. Jake didn’t bother touching his mother’s tits, he was content to just look down at her moist slit between her slightly parted thighs whilst he was jerked off by his mum. His sperm soon erupted whilst he stammered out cries of joy and lustful compliments about his mother’s body.
During the next week, Debbie tried going naked a few more times. Sometimes she still kept on panties or even jeans, but other times she went naked. They were doing it twice an evening during the week now and Debbie usually just went topless for the session before dinner but would be totally naked for the later session before bed. Jake didn’t touch up his mother’s tits much either, he enjoyed running his hands over her stomach or ribs, or – when she wore shorts or was naked – along his mother’s thighs. He didn’t touch her cunt though, but his fluttering fingers clearly wanted to go there. He was too nervous to go for it and feel her lovely moist cunt and Debbie was too nervous to ask him to. He would run his hands up and down her inner thighs though and soon Debbie was doing it naked all the time.
“Show me your cunt mum,” Jake was soon confidently saying as his mum would pump his cock. She’d obliging part her thighs further, caring less and less that what they were doing was clearly making them both more lustful rather than keeping their urges in check. “Mmmm, what a lovely cunt mum. Oh yeah,” Jake would gasp. “It’s nice and wet honey, nice and hot and wet,” Debbie would boast, stroking Jake’s cock which would soon dutifully spray hot cum everywhere. Debbie previously would angle Jake’s cock in her fist to direct the cum over the boy’s torso but she was soon holding it upright when the thick rod fired it’s sauce, so that the cum would often splashdown on her arm.
Jake loved the sight of seeing his sperm on his mother’s lovely skin. It glistened so bright and white against the tanned flesh of her lovely slender body.
“Mom, can I cum on your boobs?” he asked one Monday evening, whilst his mum was – like him – nude whilst jerking him off. His arousal had loosened his tongue and made him feel more confident.
“Okay honey,” Debbie smiled. It sounded like a fine idea, and besides, they were both reaching the point where they had admitted to themselves that this was a far from innocent exercise anymore and, furthermore, that this didn’t bother them!
Debbie lay on her back along her bed. Jake knelt astride her stomach, his heavy balls dangling over her flat belly. The boy pumped his seven-inch tool, the swollen purple head hovering above her nice plump tits. Debbie licked her lips as she watched. She enjoyed it when stray drops of sperm hit her arm or even her thighs, but this was the first time Jake would be aiming the flow onto her directly and deliberately.
“I’m going to finger myself,” Debbie pointed out, feeling it only fair to warn her son in case he might, somehow, dissaprove. Not every boy would be keen on witnessing his own mum masturbate.
“Go for it mum, go for it,” panted Jake, furiously jerking off. Debbie reached down under Jake’s crotch down to her own groin, and she slid two fingers into her cunt to the knuckle.
“Mmmm, uuuh,” Debbie moaned, for the first time able to actually frig her juicy cunt during these sessions with her son. She had thought of them as mutual-masturbation session but really this was the first time there had been anything mutual about it, although Debbie had climaxed sometimes just by her son feeling her tits up whilst she pulled his cock. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum,” Debbie grinned, working hard on her cunt, her climax rushing up within moments, “Oh God, oh yeah. Oh Jake, mummy is cumming…uuuuh!”
She squirmed erotically under Jake, who continued whacking off whilst kneeling astride her.
“Me too mum,” he grunted, “Me too…all over your lovely tits mum….oh GOD!” He pumped his cock with his blurred fist and his sperm began to erupt. It lashed out in stringy wads that sprayed over Debbie’s tits. Still in the height of her own climax, Debbie moaned with absolute desire and lust, four fingers up her twat and looking down as her son ejected his cum over her chest. “It’s a big load,” Jake grinned, slowing down his wrist actions, his prick oozing out the last of his sperm which landed on his mother’s sperm-splattered tits.
“Wow, that was fun,” Debbie said.
Jake moved to oneside and lay back. Debbie took her fingers out her cunt and lay on her side, facing Jake, propped up on her elbow.
“You looked cool frigging yourself mum,” Jake commented, looking to the side at his mother’s pretty, smiling face, “How come you don’t normally do it when you’re frigging me?”
“I don’t know, son. I just thought you might not like to see it for some reason.”
“I liked seeing it mum! You should do it more often.”
Debbie smiled. They orginally thought of this as for Jake’s benefit, just his dear mum helping him relieve the randy teenager instead of him doing it himself. There was also the idea of giving him the thrill and novelty of feeling her tits. Now they had been doing this for six-weeks and there was no doubt feeling breasts was no longer a novelty for Jake (although he still loved it!) and now it was clear that both were turned on by the situation to a great degree. Debbie looked at her handsome young son’s face and leaned over, placing her lips to his. She’d meant it as an affectionate but maternal kiss but soon they were snogging lustilly. Their tongues slid in and out of one another’s mouths, exploring each other’s gums and wrestling with the other’s tongue. They moaned inwardly with pleasure, Debbie’s tits squashed against her son’s chest, transferring the sperm that covered her breasts to his skin.
After a minute they moved apart.
“This is fun mum,” Jake grinned, “You’re okay about it though?”
“Of course,” Debbie insisted, stroking her son’s hair, “I like it, we’re both having fun. As long as we don’t have actual…y’know, intercourse…then it’s not sex. And if it’s not sex then it’s not wrong.”
Jake smiled. Curiously, this was the first time the word ‘sex’ had ever been mentioned in relation to their activities. They both agreed with this theory, that they were not really having sex, even though it was pretty much close enough to it! The limits as to how far they would go in their ‘games’ were being pushed back constantly.
“Let’s do this more often mum,” Jake said, “We can do loads of things as long as we don’t have actual sex. I can cum on you and all sorts of stuff and…”
“Calm down my randy little son,” laughed Debbie, kissing the boy again.
The next evening, they repeated the activity, Debbie frigging her twat whilst her son knelt over her, pumping his cock and spurting his frothing love-sauce over her tits. When they did it again before bed, Jake hit his mum in the face with one rather powerful burst of sperm. They both giggled.
They also decided to kissed more frequently. Sometimes it was during or after their mutual masturbation antics, but sometimes it was just when they were sitting around the house. For example, watching TV in the evening, when the commercial break came on, they’d sometimes just snigger like naughty teenagers as they turned to each other and snogged, their tongues sliding into one another’s mouths. Jake had claimed that he wanted ‘practise’ kissing for when he got a girlfriend, that he’d be ‘more confident’ at kissing if he could just practise with his mum. Debbie accepted this reason for their hot incestuous frenching even though she didn’t believe it in her heart anymore than Jake did.
On Saturday morning, before breakfast, Jake woke up in bed with a huge hard-on. He recalled with glee that week’s numerous incidents of spurting his cum on his mother’s tits. It had felt fantastic and, like his mum, he still felt his anxiety about doing such things with his own mum was minimal. He stroked his prick and wondered if his mother was awake.
Luckily she was, and she knocked on Jake’s door a moment later.
“Come in mum,” Jake smiled, kicking the duvet off his bed so that his naked young body was exposed.
“Morning honey,” Debbie chirped as she entered the room. She was nude too, having guessed what her son would be in the mood for.
“I need to jerk-off mum,” Jake announced without shame, “Would you care to help?”
“I’m sure I can honey,” Debbie giggled. She hopped up onto the bed next to her son and leaned over him, clamping her lips to his. They kissed gently, passionately but not rampantly. Then Debbie knelt up again, smiled pleasantly at her horny fourteen year old son and reached down to grasp his thick shaft. She stroked it lightly, her legs parted and her cunt pointing towards Jake. She reached down and began stroking her clit, moaning softly, frigging her cunt at the same rate she frigged her son. Jake was fascinated at the sight of his mum’s fingers working around her cunt. When she normally fingered herself these last few days it had been whilst Jake was kneeling over her, jerking off on her tits. Her cunt would be under and behind him so this was the first time he’d actually been able to see her fingering herself. It was a charming sight, his mum soon easing two fingers into her cunt.
“That looks good mum,” he breathed, “Finger yourself mum, it’s turning me on.”
“It’s turning me on too,” sighed Debbie, her pink vaginal lips wet and slippery. Her arousal was heightened by the awe and delight in her son’s eyes as he watched her. Her fist pumped Jake’s throbbing cock at a steady rate.
A few minutes later, Jake reached out and placed his hand on his mum’s thigh as she knelt next to him. He ran his fingers up and down her thigh, squeezing the firm limb a few times. He then gently ran his fingertips of her taut lower abdomen, so close to where her fingers were busy sliding in and out of her cunt.
“Let me do it mum,” he said, after gaining finally gaining the courage, “I want to finger you. You jerk me off mum, so it’s only fair I return the favour.”
Normally Debbie would have had to think about this, wondering whether it would be ‘okay’ and if she ought to go this extra step. They had gone so far since the innocent activity of Debbie just letting Jake play with her boobs, right on through him jerking himself on whilst fondling her tits through to now, with them both naked, Debbie fingering her cunt whilst jerking off her son. Both she and Jake were still desperately trying to avoid things from getting to the point of being incest. Debbie’s arousal levels were sky-high though and she cared little for such things now.
“Okay honey,” she panted, “Go for it.” She took her fingers out her cunt and parted her thighs, her twat within easy reach of Jake. He moved his finger down between her legs and to her cunt, the tips of his digits reaching her furry pubic-mound. He lightly ran his fingers through it, then down to the shiny little clit just beyond where her pubic hair thinned out. He rubbed it, noting the smile of joy on his mother’s face.
“Rub mummy’s clit honey,” Debbie urged him, still pumping the boy’s proud tool. For a few minutes Jake rubbed his mother’s clitoris before he moved down to the pink slit that lead into the womb from which he’d come from fourteen years before-hand. He gently pushed his forefinger and index-finger into it, sliding them easily into the hot wet canal.
“Oh honey, that’s good,” Debbie gasped, this the first time that anyone else had, in a long long time, entered her cunt with their fingers or, indeed, any other bodily appendage! “Finger mummy Jake, frig me, just like I’m frigging you honey.”
“Your frigging me good mum, I’ll blow my load soon. I want to make you cum though.”
“You will honey…you will…work those fingers in and out of me…that’s it…faster…oh GOD!” Debbie gasped, her climax taking her by surprise, “Oh yeah, yeah….JAKE HONEY. Finger me!” She pushed her crotch into her son’s fingers, the digits up her twat to the knuckle. Her big boobs jiggled as she jerked and writhed in ecstacy, her eyes fluttering. “Oh honey, I’m cumming, yeah. Yeah.” “Me too mum, keep jerking me off…uuuuh!” Jake cried. His mum was furiuosly frigging his cock with her clenched fingers round his shaft. His cock began spurting his cum across his belly, Debbie watching with lust as her son’s balls were emptied in a geyser of hot cum. She jerked him off until his sperm was spent, his sauce sprayed across his belly and chest. Jake continued frigging his mother’s cunt until her simultaneous orgasm had finished.
“That was fantastic honey,” Debbie grinned, taking her hand from her son’s prick. “It sure was mum,” Jake agreed, taking his slick fingers out of his mother’s cunt, “Wow! It’s so much fun when we can please each other. You’ve just been frigging me up until now but I think I should do it to you. It’s a good way of relieving both our libidos and stuff.”
“That’s right honey,” Debbie said, yawning with fatigue, “Phew, I’m tired.” She lay alongside Jake, giving him a loving kiss. Then they lay next to each other, on their backs, shoulders touching. It was a while before they had the energy to get up for breakfast.
After a morning of chores, they went up to Debbie’s bedroom for more fun before lunch. They were quickly divested of their clothes.
“Mom?” began Jake as he stood their, nude with his long prick thrust out.
“Yes sweetie?” smiled Debbie, elegantly stepping onto the bed.
“Can I finger you again?”
“Sure. You did a good job of it earlier, it was nice.”
“How about if I do you seperately. Instead of frigging you whilst you frig me, you can just lie back and I’ll work on you.”
“That sounds find honey. Then I’ll…spank your monkey,” Debbie giggled.
The blonde mother lay on he rback and spread her legs, feeling comfortable at revealing herself intimately to her son. Jake got on the bed and knelt between his mother’s legs. With a look of concentration on his face he went to work on his mum’s cunt with both hands, rubbing her clit with the tips of his fingers whilst working the digits on the other hand up into her slit.
“Mmmm, that’s it honey,” Debbie purred. She was very aroused and Jake easily pushed two fingers to the knuckle up into his mother’s vagina. Then he tried three, sliding the digits to and fro whilst he uninterruptedly rubbed her clit. Debbie moaned and squirmed, her naked body wracked with pleasure. Jake’s cock was rock hard but he resisted the temptation to jerk himself off. This was his mother’s time and he devoted all his attention to frigging her.
It paid off soon enough. Debbie climaxed, lifting her arse off the bed and virtually humping her son’s hands, urging him on.
“Oh son, honey, finger me. That’s it, frig my cunt…Jake…oh GOD!” She let out a long gasp, feeling so relaxed and intensely overjoyed at the feeling of an orgasm induced by her young son.
“My turn,” smirked Jake, sitting back, taking his sticky fingers from his mum’s cunt, his prick sticking up straight. “It won’t take long for me to blow my load I reckon.”
“I’ve an idea honey,” Debbie said, sitting up, her hair wild, her eyes full of lust, “Come on honey, get off the bed and stand up.”
“Can I cum on your boobs again?”
“I’ve a better idea. Come on.”
Jake got off the bed and stood on the floor. He watched as his mother joined him, kneeling in front of the boy, his cock level with her face. Debbie reached up with her right hand and gripped Jake’s cock. She began to jerk him off, pumping his throbbing erection furiously, her eyes fixed on the swollen bulbous cock-head right in front of her nose.
“I want you to cum on my face Jake,” she said, “I’m so horny, I want your sperm all over me, in my face, my hair, my eyes. Come on honey, shower mummy in sperm.”
Jake loved this idea! He couldn’t believe his mum was up for it. He stood there, looking down as his mother frigged his cock, licking her lips.
“Here it is mum,” he gasped a moment later, “Oh mum…oh fuck I’m gonna cum…in your face mummy..UUUUH!”
Debbie closed her eyes and mouth as she pounded her son’s meat and bought forth the eruption of fuck-sauce. Jake cried out with pleasure, his buttocks tightening as he fucked his mum’s fist and sprayed his sticky nut-goo across her. Debbie was coated, her pretty bright face splattered with thick wads of slimy semen. When the flow ended, she wiped her son’s sticky cock-head in her hair then stood up.
“You look hot mum,” grinned Jake.
“That was great,” Debbie giggled, “Wow! I don’t know what got into me! That was wild!”
“It was cool!”
“It sure was.”
“You’d better wash yourself off mum.”
“I’ll have a shower. Do you er…wanna join me Jake?”
“Join you mum? Okay. Yeah, that’d be cool.”
Mother and son walked off to the bathroom and turned the shower on. The hopped in and stood together under the spray of hot water which soon sluiced away all the hot spunk on Debbie’s face. The pair of them giggled as they soaped each other down, shampooing one another’s hair and touching each other up. They enjoyed seeing each other glistening and dripping wet in the steamy shower, their hair clinging to their smiling faces.
“Fancy a bit more practise kissing?” Debbie asked her son, standing close to him, her stiff nipples poking his chest and feeling his semi-stiff cock nudge her belly.
“Okay mum,” shrugged Jake. The idea of ‘practising kissing’ was almost a private joke between them, given that it was just a blatant excuse to snog, a lie that neither bothered giving any credence too. Not that they gave a damn anymore. They were happy to kiss, it felt so natural. They embraced and frenched each other, their lips together and their tongues working into each other’s mouths. Jake reached down between his mum’s legs and fingered her tight snatch whilst thrusting his tongue down her throat, drinking in her sighs of pleasure. They may not have had intercourse but neither could deny that they were committing incest – although they wouldn’t admit it either.
Kissing his lusty mother, Jake fingered her cunt until she climaxed in the shower.
“Your all hard again,” Debbie said as she took her lips from Jake’s and looked down, noticing her son’s cock sticking up in the air once more.
“It’s always hard mum, I’m fourteen,” laughed Jake.
Without needing to be asked, Debbie knelt and pumped her son’s dick with her fist. Despite having shot two loads that morning, Jake took very little time to cum again. His cock exploded in his mum’s grasp and Debbie once again directed the spunk across her face. Debbie stood and the pair rinsed themselves off before they got out the shower. It was time for lunch.
The afternoon was a bit more normal though. Debbie went to one of her friend’s house for a coffee whilst Jake had a friend over, showing him his new Playstation 2. In the evening, his friend having gone home, Jake cooked him and his mum dinner. They then watched TV, sitting up close on the sofa, sipping a glass of wine. Jake had a hard-on most of the evening and was looking forward to the inevitable mutual-frigging before bed. They did it in the living room, Debbie sitting back on the sofa, just wearing a T-shirt, legs spread. Jake knelt between her thighs and fingered her cunt and rubbed her clit until she came. He was so aroused at this that once his mother’s climax had ended he immediately knelt up and shuffled forwards so his cock was aiming at his mum’s cunt. Debbie looked down and thought, for a shocked moment, that her son was about to enter her. Should she stop it? Should she prevent her son from committing full-blown incest? She was wrestling with these thoughts for a few seconds before she saw Jake grip his cock in his fist and began masturbating. Debbie almost felt disopointed that he hadn’t entered her, although she tried to think that it was for the best that he had not done so.
“I’m gonna cum all over your cunt mum,” grinned Jake, jerking off hard. “Best not get any on my top,” Debbie smied, pulling up the hem of her T-shirt and exposing her flat belly. Jake looked down at his mother’s spread thighs, her pink wet slit, her bush of golden pubic hair and her flat toned abdomen.
“You’ve got such a good body mum,” he panted, feeling his sperm begin to boil up from his heavy balls, “So gorgeous! It’s an honor to cum on it…uuuh…uh uh uh…here it is mummy….shit!”
He frigged his erection in his tight grasp let out a long moan as he began spurting his sticky jism all across his mother’s lower belly. A couple of stray drops did fly up and reach his mother’s T-shirt which was bunched up below her tits, but most of the stringy semen went across her abdomen. When the spurts ended he stroked his wilting prick and oozed jism across her fuzzy pubic mound. “Thank you mum,” Jake said, leaning over Debbie to kiss her.
“Thank you son,” Debbie smiled. Jake’s cock nudged at her cunt lips. If he’d been erect he’d have probably entered her, but his prick was softening thanks to once more spurting it’s sticky sauce across his mother’s beautiful lithe body. “Time for bed I think.”
“Okay mum. I might watch the rest of this movie.”
“Sure honey.”
Debbie went upstairs and showered before going to bed, sleeping naked and dreaming things about her son that perhaps she should.
Jake watched his film, realizing that his mum was treating him more like an adult (giving him some wine, letting him stay up late, etc) since they’d begun frolicking with each other with their little mutual-masturbation games. When he finally went to bed he had a stiffie thinking about having cummed on his mum’s face twice and then on her belly during that day. He jerked off before going to sleep.
Firmly content with their philosophy that they were doing no wrong if they didn’t actually have intercourse in anyway (that ruled out oral too), Debbie and Jake pretty much indulged in everything else. They frigged each other, making each other undergo the most superb climaxes. Jake became fantastic at fingering his mum, especially after she taught him how to finger her arsehole. It felt so kinky for Jake to slide a forefinger into his mum’s bum whilst working two or even three fingers up her cunt, manipulating both holes until his mum squirmed and thrashed around, crying out with orgasmic ecstasy.
Within a week of the excalation of their activities, Jake had christened every part of his mum’s body with sperm. He’d spunked up on her tits and belly of course, but soon he’d aimed his sticky loads over his mum’s thighs or her back, or even in her hair. He loved masturbating on her bottom, Debbie laying on her belly, hands under her body so she could finger her cunt whilst Jake whacked off and sprayed his foaming jism across his mother’s cute buttocks. He also enjoyed it when his mum got on all fours so he could have great access to her arsehole, which he’d finger deeply. Jake would slide two finger into his mum’s cunt from behind and two into her arse, and after his digital attentions had bought her off, he’d remove his fingers and furiously jack off, spraying his jism all over his mum’s spread arse. Her pink hairless anus would twitch when globs of her son’s fuck-sauce struck it dead-on.
One evening Jake realized that the only part of his mum’s body he had not cummed on was her feet! Debbie, giggling like a daft girlie, had lay back on the sofa, just in her panties and bra, her feet in Jake’s lap. The boy had then whacked off, his cock-head nudging the soles of his mum’s small delicate feet. Debbie was rather ticklish and had giggled even more when the soles of her feet were showered in spunk.
Most of all though, Jake loved cumming on his mum’s face. Sometimes Debbie would kneel and frig her cunt with Jake standing in front of her, pumping his tool and ejecting hot sauce across her beautiful visage. Other times, Debbie would lay on her back on the bed, Jake kneeling next to her. The teenager would reach between his mum’s legs and finger her twat whilst jerking his cock off with his other hand, liberally spraying his cum across his mother’s face, usually at the same time she climaxed under Jake’s fingering.
Another week passed of the mother and son’s mutual masturbation sessions. Their claims that they were just ‘working off frustrated libidos’ was wearing thin, given that they prolonged their sessions. Jake would pull back from his orgasms to keep himself in check so that the fun could continue, Debbie often encouraging this. Jake, being just fourteen, was youthful enough to cum more than once and sometimes the sessions would last for hours as the boy unloaded his nuts twice or even three times over his mum, spending the times in between his erections fingering his mother to her own orgasms. Sometimes they’d spend a whole evening – seven o’clock to midnight – in bed naked and bringing each other off with more and more inventive delights. Debbie grew to love having her face (or any other part of her body) splattered with her son’s cum and would often fall asleep deliberately without washing it off so she could wake up with drying cum on her skin. A fresh load would usually join it as mother and son usually jerked one another off first thing in the morning, as well as several times an evening. Debbie’s language grew more heated too, her previously light-hearted quips replaced with comments like “Cum on my face honey, spurt it all fucking over me!”. She would encourage Jake to do likewise, and the boy delighted in spurting his semen over one part of his mother’s body or other whilst crying “Fucking hell mum, I’m cumming, yeah…fuck!” They’d french-kiss like rampant lovers more and more, soon becoming more and more like lovers, except that they still refrained from intercourse.
For now…
The pair also began to consciously arouse each other, increasing the frequency of their sessions. Debbie would stroll around the house in the evening in just her underwear, Jake doing the same, the pair usually stopping what they were doing at a moment’s notice to spontaneously get down to masturbating one another, usually kissing hotly like lovers as they did so. Debbie stopped going to the gym as she preferred the freedom of doing her aerobics and in the nude in the living room. She often orchestrated it so that Jake would come home from a friend’s house or school to find her working out with no clothes on, her lithe petite body slick with sweat. Jake would strip and watch his mum whilst stroking his prick. Debbie would sit on the floor facing her son, legs straight and spread, leaning over to touch each toe in turn, giving her son an explicit shot of her tight pink cunt. Jake would often hurry over and cum on his mother’s face before giving her a chance to finish her workout! Once Debbie started touching her toes, deliberately facing away from Jake so that, as he sat on the sofa with a huge hard-on, the boy was staring straight at his mum’s spread arse. He got up and walked over to his mum, Debbie remaining bent right over whilst Jake pumped his tool and sprayed his jism across his mother’s arse. He then slumped back on the sofa, grinning at his mischievous actions, whilst Debbie finished off her work out with spunk dripping from her juicy bottom.
One evening, Jake was frigging his mum when, just after she’d climaxed, she’d begun giggling.
“What’s so funny mum?” he asked, starting to giggle also.
“I dunno,” Debbie laughed, “I just sometimes think that this is so naughty!”
“That’s why it’s fun mum!”
“I guess so.”
“Besides, if you’re being so naughty, you need a spanking!”
“Very well,” Debbie declared, rolling over and getting onto her hands and knees.
Jake had only been joking, but seeing his mum up for a bit of slap and tickle, his arousal levels rocketed even higher. He knelt to the side of his mum and began smacking her cute bottom with the palm of his hands. Debbie was enjoying it, the sharp smacks to her arse turning her on. For several minutes Jake merrily smacked his mother’s arse, but then his cock was becoming so rock hard that it had to be relieved! He shuffled in behind his mother and masturbated his cock with the swollen purple head pointing straight at his mother’s anus. Her arsehole was twitching between her bum-cheeks which were glowing nicely from the spanking. With a groan of relief and joy, Jake shot his load on the tenth snap of his wrist. His hot sperm exploded out and washed over his mother’s spread arse. Then he spent five-minutes rubbing it in, soothing his mum’s cheeks with his warm salty cream.
The pair still kept up their social lives, Debbie going out with her friends and Jake going round to his pal’s houses. Sometimes Jake’s friends would come to his house, making the usual lewd comments about Debbie when the woman was out the room.
“Your mum is so hot,” one said, sitting with Jake playing the Playstation, “So hot! I’d like to ‘do’ her.”
Jake had had to force himself to act offended when what he’d really wanted to do was say “Damn right she’s hot, you should see her naked!” Naturally, Debbie and Jake had promised one another to ensure neither even hinted to the outside world what they got up to.
“We’re not doing anything wrong because it’s not incest,” Debbie had once insisted (lied!), “But it would be best if no-one knew about it.”
“I agree mum,” Jake had nodded, at that moment in time furiously jerking off his cock and pumping his cream over his mother’s face.